Jiao Wuyu frowned.

Have the Nine Spike Saints of the current dynasty noticed them?

It's normal, though.

The matter of Xinyizhou is so big, the imperial court must know.

In terms of status, the [Trick King] is originally the counterpart to the [Human King], and is the natural ruler of a race.

Of course, she didn't dare to compare with the saint, because there was no way to compare at all.

"What do you think?" Jiao Wu Yu Road.

Xu Huan was silent for a moment, "Go and have a look, after all, he is the person I longed for the most before, and in a sense, he has done what I have been longing for 280,000 years ago." ”

Pity.

Today's Xu Huan no longer lives in the "280,000 years" ago, but lives in the distant present.

After stepping into this society, he once wanted to save the whole world, but he found that he couldn't save himself.

Now the years have sharpened his edges.

But those days were still the dreams he dreamed of most in his youth.

Two hundred and eighty-thousand years ago, he wanted to talk to the sage of his youth in the next continent and talk about the harmony between the new and the old, and now he will talk to the sage of the twilight of his life

Isn't this a different kind of fate?

The old eunuch smiled mildly, "Everyone, please." ”

"Okay." Xu Huan smiled gently.

The sword fairy was led by Jian Xin and followed the crowd in front of her towards the palace:

"Wow, the background worldview of this world is too vast, and this time I will go back and blow the cowhide to the blacksmiths again."

Of course, there are eunuchs in this world.

And there are no less.

Men in the five-body realm should cultivate the sixth body more.

Women in the realm of the four internal organs should cultivate more of the fifth internal organs.

If you don't cultivate, there is no leakage in your body.

Your limbs will not be regenerate.

The flesh is mortal, and if you are injured in battle, you will be gone.

Eunuchs, this occupational group thus emerged.

Some of them are folk masters of casual cultivation, who didn't understand it when they were young, and they explored and cultivated by themselves, leaving regrets that they didn't refine.

Then he made a name for himself in the scattered cultivation in the Four Visceral Realm and the Three Yuan Realm, and was recruited by the imperial court, so he could naturally join the army and become a eunuch to worship.

Some young people volunteered and chose to become eunuchs directly at a young age.

After all, the benefits of the recruitment of domestic servants in this area are very good, and many monks with low qualifications will choose this way, focusing on a natural god who has no woman in his heart and draws his sword.

Eunuchs are in great demand.

Not only the imperial palace, but also some royal palaces, and even the back houses of the heads of the Holy Land and the heads of the Great Sect are all eunuchs who have not cultivated to the sixth body.

Responsible for managing his own mansion and keeping his family safe.

After all.

Everyone is afraid that they will fight for life and death in the secret realm, and their own monks will cuckold themselves in the back house

Compared to modern Earth, this type of eunuch is safer.

Because he really can't grow.

There will definitely be no fake eunuch like Wei Xiaobao.

The sword fairy had known about it before, she had seen similar eunuchs in the Xinyi Palace, and now she was still very surprised.

"This one, it is estimated that he is also a big master, at least he is also in a state of mind, right? This must not play with the government and the opposition, and the eunuchs are in charge? ”

She uses words indiscriminately in her mind,

"This is a dazzling idol!!"

"I heard that the eyes of the scale gate are dazzling, so I am ready to go to the highest step by step, to be the highest Zhao Gao, the eyes are high!"

The sword fairy was shocked in her heart: "He is inherently suitable for this line of work, it is not right, it is the little blacksmith of our mountain villa, and they are all natural little eunuchs!" ”

It has to be said that the world is fair.

Some people lose some of their bodies, and they get some opportunities!

At the same time, it is worthy of being a green hat villa, and the system is very sound.

No wonder so many bigwigs will choose to supervise things, because it is full of pure love.

Wait a minute

Speaking of too much supervision

The Sword Fairy remembered the old steward of Sword Forge Villa.

She seemed to understand something.

It's hard to be this one

Just when she was thinking nonsense, she had already entered the palace.

Soon, under the leadership of this old eunuch, he came to the palace gate again.

Inside is the [History Book of Years].

A wall of sighs of time, an ancient sacred painting of a saint, inlaid on the wall.

This time the sword fairy relaxed a lot, and she looked up at the plaque of the magnificent and pure white majestic palace:

【Scarlet Room】

The Sword Fairy didn't know what those three words meant.

It's the same as the first time I saw [Scales] before, and I don't know what it means.

Maybe it's also the name of a tombstone in a historical cloister?

Walking into the palace, an ancient figure on the painted walls on both sides carries the power of the vast sky.

Whoa!

Far beyond the previous more powerful coercion, overwhelming!

It was as if the saint had deliberately suppressed this aura for the sake of those weak non-fighting professionals.

In front of you is the normal form of these breaths.

"This !?"

The skin of Xu Huan and the others instantly erupted into fine and dense pimples, and a strong and incomparably threatening sense gushed out from their backs.

As if from the deepest fears of humanity.

This fear comes from deep in their genes.

From their ancestors for hundreds of thousands of years, millions of years, looking at these terrifying majestic figures in the sky, the instinctive fear of the ancient sun and the moon.

The bloodline is passed down from generation to generation, and the fear of the natural power of human history, the fear of the sun and the moon of the sky, gradually formed the deepest fear buried in the bones.

Now, this greatest fear from ancient humans has been passed down from generation to generation with the bloodline of the evolutionary history of the human race, allowing their "wall figure" to spread to future generations.

In an instant, a thought suddenly popped into the sword fairy's brain.

- The oldest and strongest fear of human beings is the fear of the sun and the moon from the depths of their blood.

The history books of these years are a wall of sighs and an ancient star map!

Each mural on it actually depicts the sun, moon and stars of the ancient brilliant sky, recording the vast and sacred starry sky of that era.

"Not bad."

The sound reverberates in front of the painting wall, giving it an ethereal feel.

The saint was not seated on the throne, but the figure was standing on the walls of the palace with his back to them, looking inward.

"These are the walls of history, and you see them that create the deepest fears of humanity."

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"They are the pinnacle of history, and all your ancestors lived in their shadows, just as everyone in this world is today"

"They have all seen the sun and the moon, and they all fear the sun and the moon."

His figure turned around, obviously not using his eyes, but everyone suddenly felt a gentle and pure gaze fall on Xu Huan and the others:

"The Awakening of the Trick"

He sighed softly, gently.

"I don't know if I will be able to awaken like you after death."

"Awakening never looks at the realm, but whether a person knows that I am me."

His gaze fell on everyone, and even saw the hairpin flower on Jiao Wuyu's head.

At this moment, it was as if he was not a saint, but a kind old man, and the sea of death had gradually sunk into his knees.

"The Dead Sea Bitter Boat, I don't know if there were friends who worked hard to pull me out of the ocean of death, fish out of the turbid world, and see the world of living beings again."

He seemed to be laughing at himself, and seemed to see at a glance why Jiao Wuyu and Xu Huan had awakened.

They sank into the murky world of death, and someone pulled them to live the second life.

"Saint!" Jiao Wuyu's pupils contracted instantly, and his heart beat uncontrollably.

This is the most terrifying existence that dominates this era.

"You're the seventy-third batch."

The saint's skin is delicate, and his fingers are slender and slender, like a weak scholar who never does any physical work.

A pair of pure white blind eyes are particularly conspicuous.

He seems to be calm and gentle, giving people a strong affinity, which makes people involuntarily look at him, as if thousands of lights are shining on him, and he is the most brilliant figure in this world.

"What did you tell us to do?" Jiao Wuyu's voice was a little hoarse.

The sage replied, "Don't worry, you are all outstanding talents of this generation, and you belong to the category of treachery."

"This world is destined to be turbulent, and I am just giving you a chance, a chance."

Seeing that this pilgrim really showed no signs of making a move, Li Youzhu breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought that the birth of the Trickster King would be of great significance in this turbulent era, and it may not be impossible to create heroes in the times.

But the personal reception of the saint made him have a guess in his heart.

"You know you're going to die in the future, and you're preparing for the future?"

Inexplicably, Li Youzhu was suddenly able to speak.

He was obviously a three-flower who couldn't speak or move before.

Sanhua speaks out words, which is obviously the blessing of the power of the saint.

"It's meant to be." The saint showed a faint smile, glanced at Li Youzhu meaningfully, and said, "People live and always die. ”

Li Youzhu already knew what this one wanted to do.

They are in the seventy-third batch.

That is, there is a young handsome genius in front of him, who has been received by a saint.

The saints not only pinned their hopes on the teams that shaped the sun and the moon.

He also summoned geniuses in batches and pinned his hopes on the young men who fought one by one.

These are seeds of hope.

Even if it's their group of awakened tricks, they don't care with the mind of this one.

At the very least, these tricks are also the existence of this era.

The saint was afraid that after he fell, those ancient beings were ready to fight for each other.

The whole world cannot fall into the hands of the existence of ancient tombs.

Every time the dynasty iterates, these ancient bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods are pouring out like a tide, trying to compete for the right to alternate the living dynasty.

"Why us?" Li Youzhu said.

The saint's voice was ethereal: "I have chosen countless people over the years, and you are just one of them, each of whom has a chance, and it is up to the individual to get something. ”

The saint whispered, "Next, you will have the option to enter the [Heavens], [Dragons] and Scales."

He turned his head and looked at the walls of history.

Xu Huan and the others were swaying.

This is to let them enter the [History Book of Years].

Every painting wall here, the interior is a truly ancient forbidden imperial tomb!

And other tombs, the Ancient Secret Realm is not at the same level at all.

There is the highest tomb.

There is a record of lost history, the history books of the common people.

It is inhabited by ancient saints of the old days, the sun and moon of the old world, and hides the most mysterious treasures in the world.

There, it is the imperial mausoleum they cast for themselves during their lifetime!

Inside are the thousands of races, mountains and rivers, and endless cities where they are buried

"The older the emperors of the past dynasties, the more they feared death."

"Before their deaths, they gathered the world's talents, tried to refine the elixir of life, and built a large number of buildings, and built the imperial mausoleum for themselves, hoping that they could live a second life and turn into embers, but most of the saints were unsuccessful."

He said lightly: "Some of them have succeeded in becoming the old holy embers in the tomb, and some of them are completely dead, and they have not even turned into a trick. ”

"But although their bodies were not resuscitated after their deaths, their tombs still buried many dynasty generals who guarded the tombs, the gods of war."

"To this day, there is not a single coffin of an ancient saint, and the corpses of completely dead have been dug up by us."

His gentle voice gradually became majestic, with the vicissitudes of antiquity,

"I, I don't need you to dig up the bodies of saints, what opportunities you get depends on your luck."

He suppressed the tomb and was not allowed to enter it himself.

Every wall is huge!

Even Qin Shi Huang built a large number of mechanisms for his imperial tomb, all kinds of means, to prevent tomb robbers, not to mention the pinnacle existence of these ancient dynasties?

They all want to live out the second life, and the tomb is the ship that carries them to the distant future, which shows what terrible mental energy has been poured into it, and various mechanisms to guard against tomb robbers in the future.

These tombs all represent a splendid civilization of a period!

Of course, it was also the strong man in their Jiusui Dynasty, who did not dare to enter the body.

Only dare to enter the law, although it can guarantee immortality, but the combat power is greatly reduced, it is not the various armies in the tomb, the strong opponent.

The body can enter

There is a great risk of death.

"We need to prepare."

Xu Huan couldn't help but speak.

These painted walls are too vast and spectacular.

Compared with the [Zhoucheng Wall History Book] of Xinyi Zhou City, the [Imperial City Mural History Book] here is the scale that spans the entire history.

"You don't need to prepare, the law is immortal, and you can't hurt the body inside, but you only have one chance."

He raised his hand a little, and his fingertips lit up with a tiny golden shimmer.

As the glimmer bloomed, several people in front of them threw themselves into the painting wall.

"Xu Huan, do you know?"

The saint spoke suddenly.

?

Xu Huan turned his head abruptly.

Everyone was stunned, and before being sucked into the painting wall, they suddenly heard the last sound.

He smiled slightly and looked at Xu Huan: "There is no difference between the old and new human beings, we are all human beings, and the race is different." ”

"What really distinguishes between the old and the new is the old and the new."

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