"Hey, Oda, have you heard anything about here?"

Qilian Mountain.

The archaeological excavation site of the golden silk jade bamboo slips.

In the dark of night, two police officers, holding high-powered flashlights in their hands, patrolled the jungle.

Among them, the chubby police officer looked around curiously and said: "I heard that during the archaeological excavation on this mountain, many people heard inexplicable sounds, and it seems that a few people are crazy!" ”

"What's the mess? Born under the red flag and growing up in red, do you think I will be afraid of these demons and monsters? ”

The slightly thin police officer scanned the surrounding jungle earnestly, the huge flashlight light shining out, and a pair of eyes staring at any wind and grass around him.

"Don't think about what you don't have, it's the right thing to do with patrols, the current self-media and reporters, it's the same as not dying, this archaeological site hasn't been excavated yet, in case they run in and break something, it's a big deal."

"Hahaha, I still understand which is more important" The chubby police officer smiled, and also glanced around: "Isn't this to see you nervous and relax the atmosphere?" There's no need to be so nervous, the cordon has been drawn, who will come at night"

The voices of the two faded away, and the white light rose from the jungle in the distance, and their footsteps were on the wet land, getting farther and farther.

Wait until the two figures are completely far away.

In a dense bush, two faint golden beans rose.

A small head staggered out of the bushes, cautiously observing its surroundings.

After making sure that no one was coming, the small figure quickly set off under the cover of night.

It was extremely fast, and its four claws were used together, like a yellow shadow, rushing out of the corner of the woods, and then the dark clouds and shade of the trees shrouded it, and quickly passed through the red and blue cordons.

It moves sensitively, and its huge tail keeps it balanced on complex roads.

In just a few minutes, he ran a distance of hundreds of meters and came to the core of the cave excavation.

Several more patrolmen approached.

Although it was far away, it did not stand stupidly in place, but carefully retreated, hid behind a clod of dirt, and waited carefully.

Cautiously sticking out its head to watch, and after making sure that the person was far away, it continued to move forward, sneakily to its destination.

It was a transparent plastic shed.

It stretched out its claws and scratched at the front, as if it didn't quite understand why there was a layer of something blocking it, even though there was nothing in front of it.

But in the end, it dug a hole in the ground and carefully got into the shed.

Looking at the empty surroundings inside, its small eyes showed a great confusion, and it seemed that it did not understand why there was an aura that attracted it.

The clouds cleared.

The faint moonlight dispelled the night again, and sprinkled evenly on the ground, and the laboratory that the members of the engineering team had temporarily set up naturally did not fall.

The silver moonlight sprinkled on the body of the little thing, and the soft pale yellow fur reflected exceptionally smooth.

The weasel looked at the empty labs around him, his eyes wide with misshape.

Looking around, the pupils of the little weasel kept changing between pale gold and emerald green.

And when these two kinds of light change, its expression is constantly changing between confusion and sobriety.

That's right!

Weasel!

And this weasel is nothing else!

It was in the ancient Xianyang Museum that I stole which one of the three transformations of the Creation Pill was eaten!!

Thousands of years have passed, and the once three-incarnation Hui Ling Pill has long lost its former efficacy, and with the changes of the times and many reasons, the medicinal effect has long been gone!

However, even if it is reduced, it is the supreme elixir forged by Yingzheng after all!

After taking it, this weasel still underwent earth-shaking changes!

Compared to a few months ago, the weasel's body at this time is nearly twice as small as before, and with the tail, it is only a little bigger than a palm.

But although it has gotten a little smaller, this weasel has been given an unimaginable boost!

During this period of time, its five senses have undergone earth-shaking changes!

And whether it is physical strength, intelligence, or the five senses, and the sense of smell, compared with before, they have directly increased several times!

Even the bloodline has completely changed!

The eyes that are constantly changing in pale gold and green are enough to show that it is extraordinary!

And the ever-changing consciousness between chaos and sobriety illustrates the weirdness of this weasel!

Although the current little weasel has not been able to completely open its spiritual intelligence, this incomplete three-turn creation wisdom elixir has also faintly opened up its wisdom!

It has gradually opened a symbol of wisdom from its previous hazy beast state!

Turn on the intelligent animals!

This is absolutely rare in this world!

It's even the only one!

And after the change of the Three Transformations Creation Pill, the weasel's perception of the surroundings has also changed like never before!

About a few months ago, not long after the old man Li Yunshan came to Qilian Mountain, the little weasel was vaguely aware of the extraordinary in the far north.

Although it had no way of knowing what it was with its intellect, the temptation in the haze made it resolutely embark on this path!

Along the way, weasel has passed through countless cities and wilderness, walked through ancient mountain villages, climbed over muddy roads, seen clouds and torrential rain in the sky, and seen many predators rushing in.

has also encountered crises and desperate situations again and again.

If it weren't for the Three Transformations Creation Wisdom Elixir in its body and some of the medicinal effects that had not dissipated, and could help the weasel repair it after it was injured, I am afraid that the weasel would have died on this road long ago.

But after all, God still favors this kind of life that is not afraid of death.

Relying on the residual medicinal effect of the Three Transformations Creation Wisdom Elixir and the half-opened spiritual intelligence, coupled with the innate instinct of living in the wild jungle all year round, the weasel barely survived.

Under countless life-and-death crises, the weasel finally came to this place that haunted his dreams.

But judging by the fact that there is nothing around, it should be a step late.

"Squeak squeak."

Looking at everything around him, the weasel sensed that the treasure was gone.

It's a bit lost.

But this loss didn't last long in the weasel's innocent eyes.

Along the way, it has never had any smooth sailing, unsatisfactory things, nine times out of ten.

In the golden and green pupils, the weasel raised his head, carefully scanning his surroundings, as he sensed the residual breath.

After a long time, its eyes lit up, and it emerged from the hole again, and walked towards the largest hole in the mountains.

Although the best treasure is no longer there.

But there are also some remnants here.

Walking out of the improvised laboratory, the weasel has not forgotten to fill in the hole he dug up.

Coming to the vicinity of the huge hole dug on the back of Qilian Mountain, the weasel was surprised.

With such a large mountain range, how many days and moons does it need to dig to complete? Not even the most burrowing rabbit in the jungle can't do it.

Cautiously reaching the edge of the hole, the weasel bowed its head as he expertly drilled through the iron fence.

Looking at the pitch-black hole and height below, it dizzy.

'Click-click'

The weasel's four feet are a little weak, and even the tail is a little drooping.

On the way here, it was chased by a snake while climbing over the mountains and forests, and jumped off the cliff.

But the height is only less than one-tenth of the here, and it broke two legs, and in the end, it relied on a hot current in the body that has not yet dissipated, and it can only survive, and it will never forget that feeling.

But in the end.

The weasel gritted its teeth and jumped straight from the top of the cave!

'Poof! ’

Very lucky.

The tide of the underground river after the rain had not yet set, and it jumped with all its might, and it could fall on the edge of the underground channel.

Just three centimeters away, the weasel's head would have smashed on a hideous raised rock on the shore

"What's the sound?"

A familiar white light swept through the cavern.

A figure approached, and after carefully observing the four weeks, there was no surprise.

"Dropped a rock?"

After a careful search, he left with some uncertainty.

The sound of footsteps walked farther and farther through the empty cavern.

The sound disappears.

In the turbulent and icy river, the weasel, shivering and shivering, crawled out of the water, crept into the distance, and curled up in a corner under a crevice in a remote rock.

Looking at everything around him, there seemed to be grains of multicolored light in the weasel's eyes.

These particles of light are rare on the outside, and they have only been seen in a few places along the way, and they are extremely rare in density.

Whenever it passes by, these multicolored light particles will automatically gather over.

Weasels don't know what these things are for, or what they are.

All it knew was that every time it swallowed these points of light, its injuries would not be painful, and it seemed to be able to jump higher and run faster.

With gratitude and excitement, the weasel clicked a few times, and its small pale golden eyes stood exceptionally bright in the shadow of the ancient rubble.

I don't know where I learned it, but it lay on the ground and bowed to the surrounding caves, and then it lay on the ground and swallowed the condensed multicolored points of light.

And every time a little bit of multicolored light is swallowed into the abdomen, the hair on the surface of the weasel body is a little softer, and the green light in the eyes gradually turns golden.

A look of nothingness.

It gradually spread out of its eyes

The cold river flows, and the ignorant and confused creatures kowtow in the caves of the ages, prostrate under the earth, swallow the gifts left by the sages, and gradually open their own spiritual wisdom in this cruel world

In the silence of the night, countless animals gradually surrounded from all directions, and the animals that were stunned by the ancient golden silk and jade bamboo slips returned to this familiar land.

In the tumbling mud, insects crawled in, and small finches fell from the stakes that they had turned, and the rabbits in the grass stared curiously, at these tall and mountain-like things that had never appeared in its sight, and did not understand why its claws were four round things.

Time is like a shuttle, time is like water.

The ancient Qilian Mountains have adapted to all this, the earth has been broken with a bang, and then buried with a bang, and countless animals have returned to their homes.

No one knows what the future fate of this weasel, who was lucky enough to be blessed by Yingzheng twice.

But thousands of years ago, in Xianyang City, which was not too close to Qilian Mountain, there was also something happening

"Return to the king."

"There are already 100 guards on the Black Ice Platform selected by Weichen."

"According to the king's requirements, these 100 people are all selected from ordinary people's families, and their family backgrounds are very innocent, and their ancestors are three generations, all of whom are Daqin people."

In the silent Great Qin Qun Book Hall, the candle flame is faint, and a faint fragrance permeates the tip of the nose.

Zhao Tuo knelt respectfully and reported seriously.

"And these 100 people are all carefully selected by Weichen, they have extremely high cultivation talents, after cultivating the Deadwood Sword Technique, it was only about a month that they reached the peak of the Hammer Body Realm, and there are even a few people who have already arrived at the Willow Muscle Realm."

Hearing this report, Ying Zheng nodded lightly, told Zhao Tuo some precautions when training the Black Ice Platform, and then casually mentioned a few words about how to cultivate the Deadwood Sword Technique.

Zhao Tuo's eyes were bright when he listened, and he hurriedly kowtowed and left respectfully.

And after Zhao Tuo left, Ying Zheng, who was originally sitting calmly behind the desk, pressed his eyebrows lightly helplessly.

"My subordinates are so neat, sometimes it's not a good thing."

With a wry smile, Ying Zheng looked at the small ruin tower in his mind that had not yet been manifested, and shook his head helplessly.

In fact, Yingzheng has never fallen behind in the creation of his own forces.

The Relic Tower is important, but it is definitely not possible to rely only on the Relic Tower, because of the identity of the prince before, he had no power.

But after ascending the throne, Yingzheng has already begun to build his own power, and his name is Black Ice Terrace.

In the past few months, Zhao Tuo has also gathered a lot of good seedlings.

But what makes Yingzheng helpless is that it has been a few days since the small relic tower was lit up at the last court meeting, and during this period of time, the small pagoda is still shining, but the strength of the shine is not great.

As if he hadn't eaten enough, the emerald green light fluctuated slightly, and although the Human Emperor Sutra and several vague exercises at the core of the pagoda already had a shadow, the speed of condensation was extremely slow.

I thought that in the past few days, the Human Emperor Sutra would be able to be condensed, and by the way, several other scriptures would also be condensed, so that there would be a real cultivation method, which could just be used to give the Black Ice Platform cultivation.

"That's not the case at all."

Gently pinching his eyebrows, Ying Zheng let out a breath, a little helpless.

Since the Black Ice Platform is obvious, it is enough to show his expectations for this team.

The Black Ice Platform he wants is not just sharp, he wants an absolute force organization that can make everyone fearful.

If you want to reach this level, you can't only use the Deadwood Sword Technique.

After all, this was just a sword technique that was given when the Dingqin Sword was built at the beginning, and it was not an orthodox cultivation method, and as time went by, it became more and more insufficient.

As for the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Qin State, Ying Zheng has also been there a few times, and there are indeed cultivation methods in it, but many of the better cultivation methods have long been taken away by Mrs. Huayang, and the rest are not suitable, which is quite shallow.

Gently pinching his eyebrows, Ying Zheng looked at the small pagoda in his mind, a little helpless.

"I hope it goes as smoothly as possible."

"Even if it's not good, don't fail to reflect it"

"My cultivation method for advancing the Spirit Sea Realm has not yet landed."

Sighing helplessly.

Ying Zheng sat cross-legged and continued to cultivate, ready to continue to accumulate and lay the strongest foundation for his next Spirit Sea Realm.

Nothing was said all night.

The night faded away.

The moonlight dissipates.

A touch of fish belly white gradually rises from the eastern sky.

In the newborn morning sun, an invisible purple qi slowly blended into Yingzheng's body from between heaven and earth.

Just when Ying Zheng was cultivating silently, the first golden eyes of the early morning fell on him.

The small pagoda that had been standing still in my mind suddenly lit up without any warning!

'Buzz~'

Emerald runes shine!

A large number of runes were madly boiling from the small pagoda, as if the infinite waves of anger had been swept up, and they were frantically condensed!

Inside the small pagoda, the illusory human emperor scripture and the five vague books around it gradually began to emit brilliant golden light, and they condensed wildly!

Seeing this scene, Ying Zheng, who was meditating, also suddenly opened his eyes!

"Huh?"

"Finally lit up?"

Eyes are shining!

Just when Ying Zheng looked a little excited, ready to wait here for the ruins tower people to complete the condensation of the imperial scripture.

Outside the gate of the Qunshu Palace, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.

Then a figure knocked on the door and spoke respectfully.

"Your Majesty."

"The final step in the selection of concubines has arrived."

"Does the king need to go and see it?"

(End of chapter)