All the pressure is gathered on one person.

Carrying sentient beings forward, constantly choosing, constantly choosing.

Such pressure is enough to crush a person.

Because no one knows whether the choice they make is right or wrong.

One thought can rejuvenate the country, and one thought can also pull the human race into hell.

The kind of suffering and loneliness is unimaginable.

Today's famine, the initial realization of this.

With Yang Zhu's support, there are very few wild shots.

Before the bee could fly in front of him, he had already been killed.

A quarter of an hour later, the battle ended.

The bees were all killed, and they left behind four corpses.

One of the twelve merchants was killed, one from each of the Heavenly Gates of the Sword Sect, one person from the Sanxiu Sect, and one person from those small sects.

The reason why these people died was not because of their own strength, but purely by luck.

They each buried the corpses, and the Celestial Maiden waved her hand: "Rest for a quarter of an hour, and then continue!"

"No."

Holding the Great Qin Dragon Sparrow, his brows furrowed, he always felt that this cemetery was a little weird.

He believed that not only had countless casualties on his side, but also that Buddhism and Taoism had suffered a lot of losses.

On top of that, these corpses were bloodied almost instantly.

The blood was not sucked, but inexplicably disappeared.

Especially before, when the Divine Arrow appeared, this feeling was even more obvious.

Arrows!

Under one arrow, even monks have to be hated.

However, it only took one arrow to make the whole arrow rot and shatter.

Almost, from the moment they entered the corridor, this tomb was full of weirdness.

After resting, the group continued to set off and headed forward.

"Master Qin, there are murals and words here!"

Jiang Haoran's voice came, which immediately attracted the attention of the Wild and Heavenly Maiden, and the two quickly rushed over.

The murals are quaint and simple, and there is a kind of savagery in front of them.

As a result, the mural is simple, and it is difficult to see the meaning from the painting.

At the same time, under the mural, there are lines of text, but this kind of text, unlike the Great Seal, is only somewhat similar to the Jin Wen.

The Celestial Maiden frowned and looked at the text: "This kind of writing is extremely ancient, and it has not been circulated in the monk world!"

"I don't know if the national teacher has ever known?"

Hearing this, Huang glanced at the words, and then looked at Yang Zhu and said, "Yang Zi, have you seen it?"

"It's a bird and insect text!"

Yang Zhu carefully identified it, and then turned towards the wilderness and said, "National teacher, it is recorded here that in ancient times, it is said that Shun is a descendant of Zhuan, but the fifth generation is a concubine, and his family is slightly cold."

"Emperor Shun's experience is even more unfortunate, his father is blind, he is blind, and his mother died very early."

"Blind remarried, and his stepmother's biological brother was named Xiang."

"My father's heart is not right, my stepmother is stabbed twice, my younger brother is unruly, and several people are colluding, and they will want to put Shun to death and hurry up."

"However, Shun has not lost his children's way to his parents, is very filial, and is very friendly with his younger brother, and has been like a day for many years, without the slightest slack."

.......

"And then?"

Huang frowned, and said towards Yang Zhu.

Hearing this, Yang Zhu shook his head: "No, according to this meaning, it should be probationed!"

"Not necessarily!"

"It's just a one-sided statement, and it's not to be believed!"

Arashimi knows that anyone will glorify themselves, especially such a ruler.

He would rather believe the words of an old peasant than the words of a superior man.

Even if he is in a high position now, he naturally knows what kind of cover he will make for the sake of the so-called face and the so-called orthodoxy.

Three Emperors Five

Emperor, the orthodox record is based on virtue and integrity, and the practice of meditation gives way.

However, it is clearly recorded in the "Bamboo Book Chronicle of the Five Emperors": Xi Yao was in decline and was imprisoned by Shun.

Shun imprisoned Yao in Pingyang and took the throne.

Shun put Yao in Pingyang.

Shun imprisoned Yao, reinstated Saidan Zhu, so that he would not see his father.

At the same time, "Han Feizi's Doubts" also has a similar record:

Shun forced Yao, Yu forced Shun, Tang Fangji, King Wu cut down, these four kings, the people killed their monarchs, and the world is famous.

It can be seen from this that these kings are by no means simple people.

The record on this wall depicts Emperor Shun as a saint, but, judging from the absurd understanding, no saint can become an emperor.

Emperors, only thunderbolt means.

"Let's go!"

A look of solemnity appeared in the absurd eyes: "It has been determined that this place is related to Di Shun, but no one knows the specific situation, until the end."

"Good!"

A group of people, continue to set off.

It was an empty square, surrounded by terrifying charms, and even after a long period of time, it still exuded a terrifying atmosphere.

In the center of the square, four huge bronze chains, with runes flickering on them, suppressed a bronze coffin, and the vast aura swept through.

Bright as day.

At this moment, Xia Qingyan and others also rushed over.

"What is this?"

Cao Changkong stepped out in one step, standing in front of the coffin, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"It is recorded on the coffin that the elephant was sealed in Yousu, but he rebelled and rebelled, and was finally suppressed here by Emperor Shun!"

"However, Yu Xiang's cultivation is peerless, and his combat power is monstrous, so he suppresses it with the projection of the emperor's tomb!"

At this moment, everyone approached the bronze coffin, and the depths of their eyes were full of solemnity.

They all knew that this was the tomb of Yu Xiang.

When it comes to ancient times, even if it is Xia Qingyao and Cao Changkong, they dare not underestimate it.

"Qin Guoshi, do you think Yu Xiang is still alive?" Xia Qing shook her beautiful eyes and said towards the wilderness.

Hearing this, he smiled absurdly, meaningfully, and said, "The ancient history of the world was slashed, and there is no record of some things!"

"Therefore, you know better than me whether Yu Xiang is still alive!"

After a while, Xia Qing shook his head: "Even the ancient Buddha has passed away!"

"This bronze coffin, the runes are powerful, if you want to open it, I'm afraid it's very difficult!"

Xia Qingyan observed for a long time, and said in a quiet tone, "Besides, the five colors are soaring into the sky, and the starlight has turned into a ring, this is obviously someone's backhand!"

"But this man, for the most part, won't be a Yu Xiang!"

"But neither should Teshun!"

"Using the formation to lead the Big Dipper through the heavens and the earth, this person's cultivation, as well as the formation and Dao enlightenment, have already reached a kind of peak!"

At this moment, Cao Changkong also said in a deep voice, "Besides, condensing the starlight to enhance cultivation, this kind of ability can be described as merit and creation!"

"Even if it's the current Dao Sect, there aren't many people who can do this!"

took a sip of Bai Yujing, nodded wildly, and said, "The five-color qi is the symbol of the emperor, so the person who makes the move must be an emperor."

"Everyone, be careful!"

"There's a big problem with this mausoleum!"

"After all, even the Divine Arrow has appeared, but now there is no protection here, only a bronze coffin that has been suppressed."