The burial process is very complicated, and the alien race maintains its own traditions, and after death, people cannot be buried in the ground, nor can they be cremated, but will use some things to keep the body from decaying.

This method is somewhat similar to the method of making dried corpses in ancient countries, but it is different. The corpse will eventually decay and dissolve within a certain amount of time, leaving behind something similar to a Buddha bone.

This kind of thing, which is regarded as a treasure by other races, is the essence of the deceased's life. The stronger the person, the higher the quality of the treasure they drop, and the greater the value they play.

This method is called refining by Yang Mo, removing the bad ones in the corpse and leaving the good ones for future generations. As for the treasure, it is also a real treasure, with great power within, and at the same time extremely hard, which can be used to craft weapons and other more valuable things.

This is also one of the reasons why the alien race is powerful, the essence of the warrior is passed down from generation to generation, which will only make more and more treasures, and the more wealth accumulated by future generations. Moreover, some powerful warriors will also leave martial souls in treasures, if the juniors are fateful, they will be able to sense it, making it easier for the juniors to walk on the road of martial arts.

The process is complex and lasts for several hours, and all those who see them off have to kneel and sit in front of the corpse to observe the whole process.

Subsequently, the high priest would choose the most desirable among those present to become the heir of the treasure.

Yes, this treasure is not owned by the king or his relatives during his lifetime, and in a way, this is a more advanced distribution method than the empire.

"If the Empire did the same, we would be twice as strong as we are now. Si Shang sighed.

There will be some things left in the body of the strong of the alien race, and the same will be left of the strong of the empire, but these things of the strong of the empire are all classified as heaven and earth.

"If the alien is compared to a rational person, then we are emotional beings. If someone is completely rational and considers the pros and cons of everything, he will become an alternative in the eyes of others. Yang Mo responded.

"I'm curious, what did you say to King Hengyi?" Si Shang still couldn't help but ask.

"You can guess. Yang Mo smiled mysteriously.

The ritual lasted several hours before the body was sent to the Hall of Cultivation, where it was personally escorted by the chosen child, who would spend the next fifty days with the True King for the last of his life, until the True King had completely dissolved, leaving only the last treasure.

When the doors of the temple were closed, the so-called funeral was over.

After King Heng Yi briefly entertained the two, he sent the two to live in the guest hall in the palace.

None of the three spoke of cooperation and hostility anymore, and all acquiesced in such an outcome.

Everyone had something to lose, Sishang did not win over King Hengyi, an ally, and broke his plan to kill people with a knife, but he also blocked the alliance between Yang Mo and King Hengyi, and did not let himself be exposed to the enemy.

For King Hengyi, he understood a truth, that is, even if he stayed out of the matter, the two sides would tear apart, no matter who won and who lost, it was not a bad thing for him. It's just that the revenge can't be avenged, and Yang Mo can't kill it for the time being, but he also got another piece of news that frightened him, and he will start this matter next.

As for Yang Mo, he is not a winner or a loser, both of these parties are his enemies, and there is still no possibility of any compromise. Whatever the outcome, it's the same for him. It's just the difference between a brawl and a wheel war.

As for that sentence, it is to sow discord.

In the evening, Yang Mo, accompanied by the two generals, wandered around the city to experience the exotic atmosphere, completely ignoring the hostile eyes.

It wasn't until late at night that Yang Mo returned to his room and prepared to sleep. When he walked in, Si Shang was lying on his bed playing with entertainment.

"Do you dare to come here alone, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Yang Mo poured himself a glass of wine.

"If I dare to come, I am not afraid. I'm looking for you to discuss something, I'm going to do it tonight, do you want to come along?" Si Shang said without raising his head.

"You are really bold, and you dare to do it in the palace. Yang Mo smiled.

This little guy is getting crazier and more terrifying. No matter what happened tonight, it was all done by Yang Mo, and people of different races would think so.

If you want to plant blame, you must leave no traces and retreat with your whole body, and it is the most terrible thing to think about business so confidently.

"I'm going to do something here. I'm afraid you'll come back and say I'm collaborating with the enemy, and I can't afford it. Sishang looked very aggrieved.

"Then you go ahead, I'm not interested in joining forces with you. ”

Yang Mo stepped forward unceremoniously, pulled his clothes and threw Si Shang to the ground, and the mobile phone screen was shattered.

"I'm younger than you, call you brother, can't you be merciful?" Si Shang got up from the ground and complained.

"I didn't kill you, that's because killing you won't change anything. In the future, I will personally deliver poisoned wine to your mouth. ”

Undress, go to bed, go to bed.

Sishang sighed and walked out. Outside the door, the white-haired man's forehead was covered with sweat.

In less than a minute, his heart was beating faster.

"Young master, don't play such thrilling things in the future, the blood demon will have a thought, and you will be crushed. ”

"I said, he won't kill me. Sishang muttered to himself: "I can't go back." ”

Two hours later, the old king of Hengjiang was killed in his own home, like thunder exploding in the flatland, making midnight no longer quiet.

And all this had nothing to do with Yang Mo and Si Shang, both of them were sleeping in their rooms. Even the Si Shang delegation was quite a few, and all of them slept in the room.

The army immediately surrounded them and kept them under strict guard.

But this did not stop the killing, and an hour later, the Nine Emperor Princes were killed again, in their own bed, along with the princess.

The Nine Emperors have always been recognized as the next royal child to be crowned king. Conspiracy theories have resurfaced, word of mouth. Because the king of Hengjiang and the eldest prince do not deal with each other, the Nine Emperors are the rivals of the eldest prince. People can't think about it too much.

Yang Mo didn't know anything about what was happening. Early in the morning, he got up as usual, washed up, and walked to the restaurant to eat. When he arrived, the eldest prince was sitting at the table.

"Morning, Your Highness has also come here for dinner. Yang Mo greeted with a smile.

"Mr. Yang wants to say to me, don't you know anything? I'm really sitting at home, and woe comes from heaven. The eldest prince slammed the table to smithereens.