Thank you for the reward of 10,000 coins for the stars and the world walking with the wind and rain (tears, relatives...... I will definitely try to write it well)

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The world of Hiraconpolis, the namesake of the ancient city-state of the Pharaoh's kingdom, is now at hand. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Chu Yang found Sanji Gyaltsen, this old monk was a good candidate to go to Hiraconpolis to check the situation:

"Changing your skin tone, it shouldn't be difficult for you. You first turn your Zen staff into an ornament, and then the jade boat can be inlaid in it as a jewel on the ornament; I can also communicate with you at any time through Yuzhou. From the point of view of cultivation, you are currently the most suitable candidate on the jade boat to explore this world. ”

"Looks like you've been here before." Sanchi Gyaltsen wiped his face at this time, and the complexion on his body suddenly became the same as Horus, "Even the average level of cultivation of the residents here knows. ”

"This is a country where all innate gods live, and innate gods may not be able to cultivate into primordial gods," Chu Yang said, "but it is indeed easier than cultivating primordial gods in the end-of-law world." You're not an average level, right, the average level of this world should be like Team Leader. ”

"Then why did you send me?" Sanchi Gyaltsen wondered.

"You can search for souls, but Team Leader Qi won't." Chu Yang glanced at him, "What's more, a little above average doesn't mean that you can solve it by yourself if you encounter something that needs to be tackled?" ”

"Tsk." Sanchi Gyaltsen sighed, and while the two were talking, the jade boat had already crossed the boundary wall of Hiraconpolis and stopped under a tree in a desert oasis in Hirakempolis.

Sanchi Gyaltsen disembarked, and the place where the jade boat docked was on the edge of the oasis, so there were not many residents moving here. Sanchi Gyaltsen pulled out a pair of military binoculars and looked into the heart of the oasis.

After looking at it for a while, he put away the binoculars and sighed:

"It's going to be a sneak attack on the natives again."

At this moment, a voice sounded next to his ear:

"One is born, and the second is ripe, isn't this for the sake of your experience, so you can get on?"

"Lean on ......" Sanchi Gyaltsen stretched out his hand to touch his ear, and sure enough, a golden figure came out of his ear.

"Don't carry my distractions like that." The little golden man was expressionless, "Put me back." ”

"You're playing fast." Sanchi Gyaltsen put the little golden figure back on his ear, "There is a story in the chat about what the ear is called." You're downgrading yourself. ”

This time, the little golden man did not respond to him, and Sanchi Gyaltsen did not care, and after determining the goal, he made a detour in the oasis to the residential area on the oasis.

The residential architecture of Hieracompolis focuses on priority and privacy, reflecting the hierarchical thinking of this kingdom composed of innate gods and the sense of self-preservation of its inhabitants.

It can be seen that the inhabitants of different levels of this world do not come and go frequently, unless there is a relationship between the two parties in a mercenary or servant relationship.

Such a situation is very advantageous for Sanchi Gyaltsen to capture an indigenous resident to search for souls.

Sanchi Gyaltsen had already touched a corner of the residential area, which was supposed to be the living quarters of the inhabitants at the bottom of this oasis.

It is not difficult to make such a judgment, firstly, the buildings here are lower than the buildings on the other side of the oasis center, secondly, the houses here are not as large as the other side, and thirdly, there is no magic power coming out of the houses here.

"Alas, I actually want to be a gentleman on the beam." Sanchi Gyaltsen whispered, and as he spoke, the man had already jumped into the courtyard of the house.

Soon after, Sanchi Gyaltsen came out of the courtyard dressed as a slave of Hirakempolis.

"Your dress is very inconsistent with your cultivation, so it's easy to get into trouble." The little golden man said in Sanchi Gyaltsen's ear.

He made sense to say this, because Chu Yang had been to Hirakempolis before, and although he didn't know what information Sanji Gyaltsen had gotten from searching for souls, he had a basic understanding of this world.

Of course, the world may have changed a lot in the past thousands of years.

"This is also something that can't be helped, the nobles here have registered identities, and if you dress up as a nobleman, it is more likely to wear a goof. After all, that outfit is too eye-catching. Sanchi Gyaltsen replied, "What do you want me to investigate?" ”

"You can share the results of the soul search with me first, and I'll pass on the method to you now." The little golden man thought for a moment, and talked in his ear about how to condense memories into seals, and then break into other people's souls or primordial spirits.

Of course, ten out of ten people who teach the method in this way can't learn it, but Sanji Gyaltsen has most of Chu Yang's second brother's conscious memory, and this memory includes how to cultivate the physical cultivation method of the god of vajra incorruptibility.

Although this method is different from Chu Yang's method of cultivating the Yuan Shen, the two are from the same vein, and they are comprehended from the same world and the laws of the same race, so Sanchi Gyaltsen will soon be able to integrate it, and a few hours later, Sanji Gyaltsen has condensed a memory seal and injected it into the little golden man.

"Well, a lot of praising Horus." The little golden man sighed, "Horus is not even a slave in his own world. ”

"There's no less nonsense praising Hathol." Sanchi Gyaltsen replied, "And these hymns are too casual...... Standing here is Horus, standing here is Hator, it's hard to complain. ”

"Slaves still know too little." The little golden man thought for a while and said, "Identity determines that they know limited things, we have to find a big fish." ”

"Big fish are not hard to find, the key is that they are difficult to catch."

Sanchi Gyaltsen would say this because it had something to do with the content of his memories from searching for souls.

Hierarchy, this is a bit of an incredible thing for a world that is composed entirely of innate gods of yang qi.

Because innate gods or innate ghosts will have the instinct to cultivate.

In this case, the hierarchy will always not be very clear, but the strong will be respected, and the weak can only serve the strong.

But whether the strong or the weak are not determined by the bloodline, because all the innate gods or innate ghosts, in the same environment, can absorb the spiritual energy equally.

And the rank continues with the bloodline.

In the world of Hiraconpolis, all the aura is precipitated in the earth and rivers.

Therefore, the food bred by the rivers and the earth of this world is a cultivation resource.

The strong can take possession of these resources, and then in the process of giving birth to offspring, let their offspring continue to occupy these resources.

Over time, the descendants of the powerful become more powerful, and the more powerful they have, the more resources they have.

After this cycle, Hiraconpolis eventually became a hierarchical world.

The aristocrats of this world come and go, and the pomp is not small.

It is difficult enough to kill a nobleman in full view, but it is even more difficult to catch a nobleman in full view, then successfully escape, and then search for the soul of this nobleman. (To be continued.) )