This group of players is more cunning than cunning

Ning Zheng was too lazy to care and continued to practice. Thinking too much was useless and would only add to his troubles.

It would be better to strive to break through the second phase realm.

He looked at the remaining luck value now.

200,000!

It seemed okay. He could already break through the second phase realm.

But he was not in a hurry.

Whether to choose to be half-awakened or to break through a realm by himself, he still needed to consider.

The days passed so uneventfully.

In the blink of an eye, more than a week had passed.

Another +70,000 luck value.

All projects of Xirong Academy have been put on the right track.

The blacksmiths are still combining pets, and the orders that are full of orders have already appeared in the synthesis of high-quality spirit beasts.

And the hairpin lady's side has also made rapid progress.

It is said that a group of very fierce leeks came. After moving bricks for them, they went to sweep the tombs, and then went to the restaurant, bookstore and other copies.

It can be said that the harvest is huge.

Moreover, these blacksmiths are playing dirty.

They began to spread rumors crazily, and a rumor about the true identity of the mastermind behind the scenes spread everywhere

Beijing.

"Finally got in." Gui Pu assured that this was definitely the most torturous week of his life. Princess Xin'e was simply a living demon. The brick-moving site was full of dangers, and they were exhausted. The ancient tombs next to them looked extremely ugly. Their wisdom, means, and talents could only allow them to survive. If it were someone else, they would have died almost immediately. Who are they? They are the top group of people in the world, myths that frighten their enemies, and legends that make worshipers fanatical. And now? They have mastered the skills of moving bricks, sweeping the floor, eating dirt, etc. Fortunately, those who achieve great things are not particular about details! If they are exposed at this time, it will not be so easy to sneak in next time. The Xinchao Saints will definitely be wary of them. In order to seize the country and achieve hegemony, what is the face? They have all learned a trick: forbearance, moving bricks, forbearance! Building a house, forbearance, mopping the floor, forbearance. However, they had just successfully walked out of the secret realm of the construction site, and after all the hard work, they saw a new batch of workers brought in chatting:

"Have you heard?"

"Someone has explored the depths of the secret realm. The case of the birth of a prince by the saint of Xinchao is very secretive!"

"What secret? We have just entered this construction site."

"I heard from a person who did not want to reveal his name who recently explored the depths of the palace that when this last imperial city of more than 100,000 years ago was destroyed, a case of [real and fake prince] was happening inside."

"What do you mean?"

The man told a wonderful story of palace fighting with ups and downs.

"It is said that the queen who favored that one lady was dissatisfied with the dead princes everywhere in the harem, and finally gave birth to a prince successfully!"

The ghost book and the ancient powerful tomb next to them silently looked at a mysterious behind-the-scenes mastermind, suspected to be the bloodline of the Xinchao royal family.

What are you looking at me for?

Xinshenghua was angry. Do you believe this rumor?

The voices in the distance were still saying:

"Someone actually explored the information of the secret realm deep in the palace to this extent?"

"Then the prince was born and sent away before the country was destroyed?"

"Yes, it is said that the current prince is the mastermind behind the scenes, preparing to turn the tide and kill his father."

"Ah! Is he so vicious?"

Everyone listened to the chat in the distance and continued to watch Xinshenghua.

Xinshenghua was completely silent.

The conversation continued:

"There is something wrong with your logic, prince, how can you kill your father, wouldn't it be better to inherit the throne directly?"

"You don't understand, the prince doesn't want to either, the problem is that the majesty forgot the prince before his death because of the logical flaws of death. Now he wants to support the Xinyi family, of course he won't agree!"

"I see."

The ghost book and the beings in the ancient tombs looked at a mastermind behind the scenes with a completely weird look.

It was so reasonable and well-founded, and an idea also came to their minds.

Could it be true?

It seemed to perfectly explain the origin of this person. After all, his origin was very mysterious, and it seemed reasonable to say that he was the prince.

Xin Shenghua fell into a long silence: "Don't be fooled."

Who in the whole capital is secretly spreading rumors? There is no evidence at all, it's all nonsense.

He obviously has no evidence, but he inexplicably feels that it was the Xirong master craftsman who did this.

Xin Shenghua was going to lie dormant for a while.

But someone actually talked nonsense and said that he was the son of that person?

This is a drop in generation for nothing, like a humiliation.

Even the owner of the tomb next door, Gui Pu and others no longer looked at him with respect, but showed a weird look of "You turned out to be a son, why are you pretending to be an antique" and "We still regard you as the leader of this assassination operation."

"Who is spreading rumors?!!"Xin Shenghua was angry, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and his eyes were full of anger.

If the rumor continues, when he fights against the Xinchao Saint, Xin Xichen will say lovingly: "No wonder you can't find your origins. It turns out that you are my long-lost biological son."

When he thought of this scene, the suppressed anger in his heart was like a volcano.

Hua La La!

"Come with me." Xin Shenghua's hoarse voice came, "I will take you into the palace."

In the spacious and gorgeous passage, there are gorgeous carved patterns on both sides, and thick golden pillars are carved in the golden patterns.

Click!

A secret passage that is extremely secret suddenly opened.

"There is such a secret passage." A tomb owner in the forbidden area smiled.

"So, how did you know?" A woman showed a hint of ridicule, and her face was full of "You are indeed his son, so unfilial."

Xinshenghua was silent again and did not answer.

Their figures kept twisting and changing, and this tunnel was twisting the space.

A slight wrong step would collapse and disintegrate.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they successfully passed through the passage. They saw a huge bronze square statue with a simple color and a famous mural engraved on it.

"What is that!?"

"What is that!?"

Everyone's eyes burst into light, the core of the history book of years, the Tai Sui Ding.

"Don't worry." Xin Shenghua said, "You can't beat him in the capital, you have to outsmart him."

"So, what is the flaw that makes him crazy?"

"Is it the child?"

"He wants to give birth to a prince, so he should start from this aspect?"

Everyone is waiting for this answer.

Every ghost will lose his mind and fall into madness because of some extremely angry things.

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This is the rule to be followed.

And now, they have to deliberately break the rules and make this saint crazy.

As long as he is crazy, everything will have a chance.

"Hehe, do you think I will tell you?" Xin Shenghua smiled, "As long as you find this button that makes him lose his mind, he will never be your opponent, how can we tell you?"

This is a fatal flaw of a ghost.

"But don't worry, I'm ready." Xin Shenghua smiled, and we just waited quietly for things to happen.

They waited in the passage, and time passed by, and suddenly a scream came from the palace.

As the first scream appeared, the second scream began to erupt rapidly.

Boom boom boom!

The whole palace was suddenly filled with the sound of battle bells, and the whole capital was tense.

"Oh no, your majesty is possessed by a demon!" "How is it possible!" "What happened?" A series of shocking roars suddenly came.

Boom boom boom!

The powerful generals and commanders in the palace quickly exploded and turned into blood mist.

The huge body mixed with blood turned into blood rain in the sky, falling on everyone.

"You actually succeeded?"

"So simple?"

The tomb owners looked at Xin Shenghua, their eyes full of disbelief.

Sure enough, Xin Shenghua is his son.

His son may really be the condition for Xin Xichen to go crazy.

So he would go crazy when he saw Xin Shenghua.

"What happened?" Li Youzhu, Jiao Wuyu, Xu Huan and others were hiding in the dark of the palace, staring at the huge black vortex circling the sky of the capital with their eyes wide open.

After Li Youzhu's face changed drastically, he immediately said: "It must be those beings who attacked the saint completely. With our level of the second phase realm, we can't get involved in such a fight at all. It's better to fish in troubled waters." Xu Huan and Jiao Wuyu are both ghost kings. The fierce ghosts all over the land are the treasures of the two foodies! Thank you for the gift from the Xinchao saint. On the other side. "It's the saint, crazy!" Someone's voice was hoarse. The prince of Jiusui also sneaked into the Xinchao palace with the Tianjiao of each state in advance, with a heavy face, "Variables, how could there be such variables?" Only he really knew his father's overall plan. His father deceived the Tianjiao of Jiuzhou, entered the tomb, let their Dharma images die once, and gave them to the Xinchao saint as a gift! Xinchao Saint! It is the peak existence of the innate spiritual root myth era, the epitome of the innate era in human history! His real combat power can easily crush an ordinary saint! It was because he was so powerful that he started an internal fight to kill other royal saints, and he succeeded!

And now, he returned the dynasty to the other party and gave this great gift!

How could the disciples of the various holy places and major sects in Jiuzhou give Xin Xichen food under normal circumstances?

So Jiusui Saint used this method to send these little desserts into the tomb in advance. After he ate the direct disciples of the various holy places in Jiuzhou one after another, he would have the latest skills and foundation of the entire Jiuzhou!

Xinchao Saint will continue the prosperity he opened up and continue to open a peaceful era lasting at least more than 100,000 years!

Then, the Xinyi lineage will slowly rise to the top.

The living people headed by Xinyi Yun will become new saints and complete the most peaceful transfer of royal power.

This is the ideal of Jiusui Saint, the most perfect peaceful transition period.

This is the fate trajectory that that existence has already calculated!

The only drawback is: Xinchao Saint is a dead man.

But according to common sense, it is impossible for the Xinchao Saint to go crazy. No one knows his identity and origin.

Just like the Jiusui Saint, no one knows his name and identity. The background of every saint in the past is top secret, just to prevent him from becoming a ghost after death, being controlled by others, and knowing his flaws, obsessions, and weaknesses.

The origin of the Xinchao Saint is absolutely hidden, and no one can easily detect his weaknesses. He should suppress the entire era with absolute power.

"Who knows the secret of Xin Xichen?" The face of the Jiusui prince was heavy. "This world is going to see unprecedented changes." Boom boom boom! The powerful men guarding the capital suddenly exploded. They were the foundation of the palace, the team of the Xinchao saints, but now they were torn to pieces by this crazy saint. Countless people in the whole capital were screaming, and shops, alleys, tombs, and communities were in chaos. Even the living Dharma images that sneaked into various areas in the whole capital looked up silently. "What happened?" "That one is crazy?" "Go to the palace quickly, maybe we have a chance too!" One after another, figures suddenly rushed to the palace. There was no guard, no obstruction, and they sneaked into the secret passage unimpeded. All the ancient taboo beings from the tombs were no longer surprised that the Xinchao saints in the capital had gone crazy. Because time is short, they must steal the things while the guy comes to his senses.

Boom!

Almost in an instant.

A flash of lightning flashed, and everyone rushed to the bronze square tripod.

They saw this treasure that only saints of all generations could see for the first time. It suppressed the imperial tombs of all dynasties. It was covered with cracks, as if it was carrying thousands of weights.

Crack!

Almost in an instant, this treasure seemed to have gone through countless years and finally couldn't bear it. It exploded completely, and pieces of fragments flew out.

"What is this?"

"How could it be!?"

Everyone present was full of disbelief.

No one thought that this core was so fragile.

"Xin Shenghua, it's you!!"

A roar of shock and anger suddenly sounded.

"You didn't remind us, did you do it on purpose?"

"How could it be so fragile!" "Not good!"

The broken square tripod turned into fragments and spread on the spot. Everyone immediately picked up some of the fragments and quickly retreated.

The summoning tablet on Gui Pu's waist was accompanied by Xin Shenghua's voice. He smiled slightly, "Gui Pu, let's go too. We have already got the things you need to complete your foundation." Gui Pu's face was blank. How could he make up for his foundation of a small second phase by breaking the first artifact in human history? "Come on, you are all back." Xin Shenghua showed a cruel smile and looked at the painting wall behind him that was ready to move. He showed a trace of excitement and relief: "This is destined to be a great era. In this era, we can compete head-on with the strongest in ancient times." The prehistoric oil paintings on the murals were frozen, and a strange and inexplicable breath slowly flowed out. The figure on the painting wall gradually became vivid with an indescribable prehistoric pressure. The scenery on the mural was distorted in an instant, as violent as a storm in an instant, and dark and dull in an instant. On the mural, there is an upright ape with his feet on a dragon, roaring to the sky, and then slowly looking straight ahead, staring at the front of the mural with a sinister look, like a thunder god showing his power, with eyes wide open, making people afraid.

On the mural, there is a rough black-haired Asian from the recent ancient times, reading a book in the yard with a well-educated look, slowly looking up, staring outside the mural, with eyes full of wisdom and vicissitudes, as if flowing through billions of stars.

The war in human history has already broken out.

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