Three months later, the Great Jin Palace.

Mo Chen stood in front of the imperial garden, silently looking up at the blue sky.

Behind him, Bai Feng, the new commander of the night, stood respectfully with his hands down, and reported: "Great King, the clues about King Yingzheng of Qin and the 500,000 elite army finally all point to a mysterious city called Blood. But no matter how much we searched, we couldn't find the slightest trace.

No one knows where the blood is. No one knows when the construction of the Bloodwrath began.

It's like a ghost, a ghost that only exists by word of mouth. ”

Mo Chen's face showed a contemplative expression, and he chuckled: "A city where no trace can be found, as well as the 500,000 Great Qin elites who disappeared silently, as well as those important ministers of Great Qin. There's nothing more interesting in the world. ”

Bai Feng knelt on one knee, his face full of shame, and said in a low voice: "My subordinates will continue to send more people, and they will definitely find traces of blood." ”

Mo Chen's expression was flat, and he said casually: "Daqin is over, you don't need to care too much about the blood demon." You go down first, the royal captives of Yan and Zhao should also go to Xinzheng. ”

When Bai Feng left, Mo Chen's face was slightly gloomy, and he sighed helplessly.

Who would have thought that Ying Zheng would disappear without a trace. He sighed and summoned the task panel, only to see it written.

The third ring of the salvation mission: build the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array!

The gods who lurk in the river of fate have sensed the strangeness of this world, and may come here again at any time. The player must hide the world so that the gods cannot be found in a short period of time.

Quest Props: Simplified version of the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array.

The Twelve Heavenly Gods are in a great array, and the town clan of the Twelve Ancestors of the Flood Desolation is peerless!

Seeing this, Mo Chen couldn't help but shake his head slightly, with a faint helplessness on his face.

It's a pity that the materials for the construction of the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array have no clues at all in the interstellar era, otherwise they would have been able to try to build one after leaving the dungeon world in the future. Even if this is only a simplified version, it is still worth looking forward to.

Just as Mo Chen was pondering, the Demon Sword Ji, who had always been guarding Mo Chen's side, suddenly spoke: "Although the Nine Heavens Xuannu has fallen temporarily, this world is transformed by her origin. As long as the world exists, she will one day be resurrected again. ”

Mo Chen's brows furrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a little tricky.

If he is in this world, he is fine, but if he leaves the copy world, and the Nine Heavens Xuannu happens to come back from life. With the grievances between herself and her, how could Xuannu let go of Dajin.

Mo Chen groaned: "In your opinion, what should I do? ”

Demon Dao Ji was silent for a moment and said, "Erasing all traces of her existence and letting the world forget the existence of the Nine Heavens Xuannu can greatly delay the time of her resurrection." If she can erase the traces of the Nine Heavens Xuannu from the long river of fate, she can even have no hope of resurrection. ”

When the demon sword Ji talked about the long river of fate, she glanced at Mo Chen deeply.

Mo Chen was slightly stunned when he heard this, and his face was full of tears and laughter.

Fate is long, and the demon sword Ji thinks too highly of herself, right? This thing sounds like it's not something you can touch now.

But erase the traces of the existence of the Nine Heavens Xuannu!?

A different color flashed in Mo Chen's eyes, and a faint self-deprecation appeared on his face, and he said, "It seems that the widow is also going to have a ridiculous thing of burning books and pit Confucianism." I just don't know, how will people evaluate this matter and how they will evaluate the widow after thousands of years?

You say, will they write like this in the history books: King Jin, book burning and Confucianism, a tyrant who has never been seen in the ages. ”

Demon Dao Ji listened to Mo Chen's self-deprecation, and a faint smile appeared on her face, but she didn't speak.

For a while, the atmosphere between the two gradually fell silent.

They looked at each other, and neither of them spoke first.

Mo Chen was silent for a moment and sighed: "If one day, you want to talk about your past, I will always be the most loyal listener. ”

When the demon sword Ji heard this, she lowered her head slightly, but she was speechless.

She naturally understood what Mo Chen was talking about.

At this time, Mo Chen must have wondered in his heart what the words of the Nine Heavens Xuannu meant that day. It's just that the demon sword Ji understands better, and some things haven't yet reached the time to uncover them.

Time always passes unconsciously.

Half a year later, the three kingdoms of Qin, Zhaoyan and Yan perished one after another, and all the world's Kyushu returned to the Great Jin. The 200,000-strong army of the Hu people rode south, and in the end less than 20,000 people fled back to the north.

For a time, the prestige of the Great Jin Dynasty was in full swing in the grasslands of the north.

Fearing the retaliation of the Great Jin, countless grassland tribes have migrated farther away. At the same time, there are also some tribes large and small, which have turned to the arms of the Great Jin in desperation.

A year later, Mo Chen led hundreds of civil and military officials to seal Zen in Mount Tai, set the name of the emperor, and proclaimed himself the first emperor!

Three years later, the land of Baiyue was surrendered, and the territory of the Great Jin extended to the South China Sea.

Ten years later, the world is on the same track, the book is the same, and the singing and dancing in the four seas are leveling. After that, Mo Chen collected the world's classics and annals, and all the records about the Nine Heavens Xuannu were erased by the Great Jin Dynasty one by one, and no one was allowed to talk about the existence of the Nine Heavens Xuannu.

Eighteen years later, a meteorite descended from the sky in Dongjun, revealing endless visions.

Soon after, all records of the Dongjun meteorite were forcibly erased by the Great Jin Dynasty. Only in some wild histories can you occasionally see one or two sentences.

In the same year, the first emperor Mo Chen moved the capital to Luoyang, and adopted a righteous son from the royal family and became the prince of the Great Jin Dynasty!

In the second year, the Great Jin Dynasty collected the world's fierce soldiers, and smelted twelve huge golden figures with Chiyou's soldier and demon gods as the basic material. At the same time, the master of the Mo family class lost his revenge with the lord of the public loser, and was ordered to secretly supervise the construction of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor!

Time never stops at the will of the individual, but passes at a rate that makes people despair.

The 130th year of the Great Jin Dynasty is also the 130th year of Mo Chen's title as the first emperor.

More than a hundred years have passed, and Mo Chen still has no old age, like a merry man in his twenties, which makes people envious and jealous.

Outside Luoyang City, the top of a towering mountain peak in the Songshan Mountain Range.

Mo Chen was dressed in an ordinary black robe and stood quietly on the top of Song Mountain. A cold wind howled by, driving his clothes to hunt.

Beside him, there stood a beautiful woman wearing a light blue luxurious pleated long skirt with a graceful and luxurious temperament, and a white phoenix, a divine bird with two feet of wings.

The purple goddess looked at Mo Chen with a complicated expression, and sighed: "Your Majesty, please mourn, Concubine Yan is walking very peacefully." ”

Mo Chen sighed slightly, and said in a somewhat dull voice: "I have already thought that this day will come. I just didn't expect it to come so suddenly. Concubine Yan, hey. ”

More than 100 years have passed, and jade, red lotus, and beauties have left one after another. Although Concubine Yan's cultivation is superb, her cultivation is not the art of immortality after all, how can she escape the fate of birth, old age, sickness and death.

How many old people still exist in this world today?

The Divine Bird Bai Feng turned his head sideways to look at Mo Chen, and rubbed his head against him, as if to comfort him. In its round eyes, there was a flash of longing and complexity that only human beings have, and it said, "You, too, are leaving." ”

Mo Chen touched Bai Feng's head, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he was speechless.

Since the ancient seal in Loulan was broken, the aura of heaven and earth in this world has improved, and even the upper limit of cultivation has become the Jindan realm. And with the changes of heaven and earth, there are many strange beasts in the world.

Some of these beasts not only know how to practice, but they can even speak human words!

And Bai Feng has phoenix blood, which is a rare divine beast in heaven and earth. After a hundred years of practice, it now has a wisdom that is not weaker than that of ordinary adult humans. It's just a pity that Langyu has raised the divine bird Baifeng for a hundred years, and after all, he didn't see the day when he spoke.

Mo Chen's thoughts turned, and a very wonderful feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

Maybe one day, it will be able to transform into a human form, right?

Listening to Bai Feng's words, the purple girl looked at Mo Chen's indifferent and calm smile, and suddenly felt a little sad and reluctant in her heart.

The Eastern Emperor is gone, and too many people from the Yin and Yang family have left, either hiding outside Kyushu, or silently disappearing from heaven and earth. Now, Concubine Yan's bastard is also gone, if he also leaves, will there still be an old man in this world?

The purple girl felt sad in her heart, and a crystal tear was hung on the corner of her eye.

Just when the purple girl lost her mind, a big hand wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. The purple girl felt the warmth on her face, and suddenly came back to her senses from her distraction.

Her beautiful face was a little crimson, and she glanced at Mo Chen with disgust.

This bad person, doesn't he know that men and women are not kissed?

Mo Chen showed a gentle smile and said with a smile, "You are the protector of my Great Jin, how can you easily shed tears in front of people." If someone sees this, I'm afraid they will think that I am bullying you. I'm old, but I don't want to lose my life. ”

When the purple girl heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and then glared at Mo Chen with a little anger.

When you are old, you are also a bastard, and you are simply taking advantage of yourself. What is called the late festival is not guaranteed, it seems to be said, it seems.

The purple girl felt a little more ashamed in her heart, diluting the sadness of parting.

Mo Chen took a deep breath and said firmly: "Let's go, I want to see this great mountain and river again." A month later, I'm going to tour the world! ”