Rejection is the inner acknowledgment of its specialness, and debasement is self-justifying. So some people ostracize and belittle Lin Youzhi.

There are many things about her that can be talked about, and one of them is the exquisite taste of traditional ladies - which is especially unaccustomed to people who focus on survival in the Black Triangle.

However, at this moment, when she slashed the other person's heart with the usual posture of playing chess and drinking tea, they suddenly felt a sense of beauty that made them so happy and excited that they were hot all over.

They began to like this wonderful young woman a little.

One person watched almost obsessively as Lin Youzhi cast a spell with the flame of the carved lantern to ignite the figure lying quietly on the ground. He couldn't help but exclaim: "It's so beautiful." ”

This sentence made Lin Youzhi lose her mind for a short time, and she couldn't help but think of Su Xuanqing's previous conversation with her.

People who have lived in the Black Triangle for a long time have to carry inertial malice even with praise. The man sneered one after another, "I don't know which teacher taught this technique?"

Lin Youzhi turned around to look at him and replied calmly, "It's Mr. Su." ”

The man was dumbfounded, embarrassed and avoided his gaze.

Recently, there was no rain, the weather was cold and dry, and Su Xuanqing's figure became more and more obscure in the firelight, and it was difficult to see clearly.

Suddenly, for a moment, people invariably had an illusion - as if the flames ignited by Lin Youzhi were infinitely expanding, directly filling the heavens and the earth, and even dyeing the dark night into a dark red......

No! not an illusion!

There was a loud explosion that pierced the eardrums, and in an instant the ground shook violently, the trees shattered one after another, and the sand and smoke were all in front of him.

"Lost locks?!"

It was as if there was silence, people could not hear their own exclamations, and any other sound was faint compared to the roar of the explosion, like tiny sprays buried in the sea.

In the midst of the endless chaos, the extreme shock on Lin Youzhi's face did not arouse anyone's suspicion at all, and in fact, although she was shocked for a different reason from theirs, she really wanted to say the same sentence - how could it be.

How could it be this time? How could it be controlled by others? How could it be?

"Someone from the Taoist Academy. Lin Youzhi muttered, "Who the hell is it?"

A person who happened to be standing not far from her recognized her mouth shape, and after a while comprehending the implied message of this sentence, he was so shocked that he almost jumped up directly: "The people of the Taoist Academy - are locked in a maze?!"

Lin Youzhi bowed his head and said, "Nanlin ordered it." ”

Realizing that the nature of the matter had changed drastically, she no longer referred to the title of "Dean", but the others did not have time to pay attention to such details for a moment.

They all looked in the direction of the mistylock. There, the blazing flames had grown into giant pillars that connected to the sky, and it was impossible to see the extreme height at all. It is conceivable that this scene must have been clearly seen by the people who care about the entire black triangle.

But in the consideration of the people here, everything except the Taoist temple is secondary—the power of this explosion is so powerful, what about the people inside?

The roar faded away, and the voices of people in the distance were faint by the time they arrived. People's minds gradually calmed down with the voice, and they knew that they had just been overly worried. The appearance of the mysterious lock after the explosion was obviously unusual, since the people of the Dao Courtyard had the ability to cause such a big movement, there was no reason why they couldn't protect themselves. As for the lives and deaths of others in the lock, they are not within the scope of their concerns.

After exchanging glances, they quickly came to an agreement – go over and have a look.

Lin Youzhi knew that this was just the beginning.

In an instant, day and night were reversed, and the eyes of the people were full of golden light.

"What's that!" someone exclaimed.

A large palace suddenly emerges in the distance, which is as magnificent as mountains and seas, and the clouds and smoke are reflected in the pavilion, not like ordinary dust.

Is it a mirage?

- Where they gazed, the image of the palace overlapped with the swaying bamboo forest, looking illusory and harmless.

However, before they could breathe a sigh of relief, a piercing sound of shattering sounded in all directions at the same time!

What the hell is this?!

Completely different from the flames that beamed into a pillar when the Mystery Lock exploded, this strange and beautiful landscape expanded unscrupulously from the moment she appeared, covering them in just a moment!

There was no time to react, and someone was horrified to see a blood-stained knife suddenly appear in the sky, and it was unstoppable and cut off his head!

The other immediately drew his sword to save him, but when he looked down, he saw that his chest was pierced through the heart by a spear!

More and more people screaming and screaming.

People thought in a trance that they were swept into the ancient barren battlefield by some supernatural force, and the generals and soldiers and horses were galloping. They have forgotten where they are, and only see the killing mire.

"It's the Terracotta Army!" Lin Youzhi snorted softly, breaking the chaos.

In fact, even if she doesn't say anything to warn, it won't be long before people notice something different.

There was no blood.

Endless horses and soldiers overwhelmed them, covering them, but they only fluttered through their bodies without causing a trace of real damage.

But people were careful to avoid overlapping with the terracotta warriors, and they did not forget that these seemingly illusory images could still suddenly turn into physical piercing their bodies at some point.

That's when people finally got in the mood to take in the sights around them.

"Could it be...... A figurine, right?" someone asked in a low voice.

The soldiers, though motionless and lifeless, were as resembling real people as they were—murderous and angry, no wonder the uninformed would be mistaken for a moment. The war horse was also covered with sharp armor, and its shape was terrifying, like a fierce spirit that chose people to devour.

After only looking at it for a moment, people felt that it was indescribably cold all around them, and they subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

By this time, the crowd had realized what was happening—

The relics of the ancient kingdom of Daye have been opened.

They have always been in the Black Triangle, how could they be unaware of this name? Legend has it that the ruins of the ancient kingdom exist in an independent small space, which seems to be real—these visions that are now clear and extinguished are the run-in between the small space and the real world in the process of embedding. When these images disappear, the small space can form a stable channel with the real world.

However, they never imagined that the relics of Daye, which they had been looking for but couldn't find, were actually in their own martial arts courtyard.

All this is too coincidental - the Taoist Academy, which has not been in contact for many years, suddenly has someone to come, and suddenly goes to the mislock, and then suddenly opens the Daye Monument. They had already decided in their hearts that this was the purpose of the Taoist Academy.

So, at this moment, they thought that it was the people of the Taoist Academy who opened the monument first, and they were a little lucky.

......

Is it really "first"?

Lu Qiming doesn't think so.

He and Chu Shaoqiu stood on a high place, silently overlooking the magnificent scene below—this was the capital of the Daye Dynasty, as well as the imperial tomb.

Daye Guozuo lasted for 58 generations, with 58 emperors and 58 mausoleums. The number of practitioners allowed to enter the ancient kingdom was also fifty-eight, and apparently, this was a one-to-one correspondence.

Within the total number, each cultivator who arrives will awaken an imperial tomb. The Imperial Tomb is only allowed to enter its corresponding awakened person, and a new replacement will not be chosen until the awakened person dies.

What will happen is unknown, but it is foreseeable that once people know about this rule, a bloody storm will be inevitable.

At this moment, there are four and a half imperial tombs that have been awakened.

But this is different from what Lu Qiming expected. He glanced at Chu Shaoqiu, and said secretly in his heart: "I thought there would be two more." It seems that the highest cultivation allowed here should be the Mystery Realm. ”

"I correspond to the fourth, so Qiming you are the third, right?" After getting an affirmative answer, Chu Shaoqiu teased: "It's okay it's these two." I remember that the third and fourth emperors of Daye happened to be brothers rather than father and son, otherwise it would have been a bit embarrassing. ”

Lu Qiming smiled and said, "In this case, you and I should try not to meet with the awakened person of the second imperial tomb." "Obviously, two unknown people had been here before them.

"It seems that there are no historical details recorded in the inheritance memory of the Feng clan. Chu Shaoqiu smiled mysteriously and lowered his voice and said, "The relationship between the third emperor of Daye and the second is even more coincidental. They are husband and wife. ”

Lu Qiming was surprised: "Empress?"

"That's right, she is the first empress clearly recorded in the official history. It is estimated that Nan Lin has always wanted to be the second awakener, right?" Chu Shaoqiu remembered Nan Lin's illusion when they first met, "She won't have been here already, right?"

"Not yet. Lu Qiming raised his hand and pointed to the fifth imperial tomb in the distance—it was covered with a gray halo, much dimmer in color than the four that had awakened before, and better than the other fifty-three that had fallen asleep behind it.

"That's what the south is. Lu Qiming said, "She somehow got some contact with this place in advance, which is kind of reserving a place in advance - but this position will continue to be in the back row." ”

At this moment, the fifth imperial tomb in the eyes of the two was completely dimmed, no different from the dozens that followed.

Whether Nanlin died or gave up voluntarily, they had no way of knowing. But one thing is certain – the South Advent will never come again.

"Let's go back first. ”

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