In the Emperor's Tomb.

All the saints of antiquity fell silent.

Faxiang, Sanhua, and even Sanhua of the deceased are waiting to dedicate their strength.

Death, pressure, and hope are all kinds of elements, and the unprecedentedly unifying of the human race ignites the blood of the reader, twisted into a rope.

In this hot land, countless young scholars are fighting for the rejuvenation of the human race and working hard to clear the forbidden area.

"After all, this is the prosperity of readers." An ancient saint spoke.

"It's Jiusui that has laid a good foundation, and spent a lot of resources to build basic education, red mansions, green buildings, everyone reads, everyone has pride and ambition, and their hearts are like fire, so we have today."

"That's true, the education of the human race has now produced a group of good men, which is the foundation for prosperity."

Ordinary people only see the surface, but these beings see the deeper essence.

The birth of all miracle flowers has a foreshadowing and soil.

If the human race is intrigued, killing each other, and the demons are rampant, and they don't even have the blood in their hearts, how can they be aroused bloody?

The prosperous era of reading opened up by Jiusui is the foundation.

Even the Demon Gate and the Demon Cultivator all talk about rules, reason, and abide by credit.

It is under this soil that such a bloody era has been aroused.

"Maybe before, the bonds of the human race were a joke, but now they are becoming real." Another old man exclaimed.

But in the emperor's tomb, there are also people who disdain:

"But so what? Those weak existences can only barely endure, and they can't affect us too much. ”

"Yes, we'll be born soon!" In the depths of the shadows, the eyes of existence shimmered with a cold and cruel light

After working hard to sweep most of the tombs in Kyushu, Ning Zheng stopped, feeling so tired that he wanted to collapse and rest in an instant.

At this time, the power provided by the human race was basically exhausted, and there were almost no Faxiang and Sanhua who volunteered to come to die.

"Almost, that's the end of it."

Ning Zheng sighed lightly.

He has always been salted fish, and it seems that he is fighting for the world, but what he does is actually a lot of selfishness.

But now, some of them are infected by those hot-blooded young people.

But it's only a little touching.

Even the blacksmith can't trick him into swelling, he is still "hard-hearted" and keeps a humble heart.

"However, my behavior of walking everywhere and sweeping the forbidden area did earn a lot of luck points."

"More people have gone to local ceremonies, and the little machine spirits are still frantically touring around the cities, tricking them into trading luck values."

He looked at the luck value.

+2

+2

+2

+2

[Current gas luck value: 300 million]

How long has it been?

More than 200 million!

Even, because of this operation of pushing the forbidden area, the people are more willing to instinctively believe in Xirong, and the conversion ratio is higher.

That is, time is pressing, otherwise Kyushu is so big, Ning Zheng delayed for a period of time and deceived Kyushu to dedicate his strength, and this number would have to skyrocket several times.

Although there is a lack of morality, deceiving the law, deceiving Sanhua, and deceiving the people, this number has skyrocketed, it is really fragrant!

"It's a pity that time waits for no one right now."

"Now I don't dare to delay time, and then take advantage of the danger of people, cheat their luck, cheat and cheat, drag the things out of the tomb, and it would be funny to play with it."

At this time, he chose to directly cast the core of the [History Book of Years].

There was a bang.

He took out the Fang Ding fragment.

began to learn how to recast the memory of Fang Ding, but I didn't expect that the casting process of this Fang Ding cost a lot-

10,000,000 gas fortune value

Rumble!

A black soul fire began to burn.

The fragments were quickly melted by him, and the various heavenly and earthly treasures that had just been plundered in the various ancient tombs were thrown into it.

Bang Bang!

Ning Zheng's Dharma Xiang fist turned into a hammer, punching and striking.

After all, it is just a repair, not a new one, and it doesn't take much time.

The little blacksmiths were also shocked.

"What is the owner doing?"

"I don't know."

They are inexplicable.

While forging it, Ning Zheng cast the qi luck value into it.

300 million gas luck value, ready to knock it all in.

Take it from the people, use it for the people.

At the same time, this is a luck artifact, and the luck value is not enough, and it can't suppress the imperial tomb at all!

The more luck you have, the greater the power of repression!

Besides, these 300 million qi luck points seem to have been thrown out, but in fact, they are also spent on themselves, this magic weapon is their own eternal embers, but the left hand is turned into the right hand!

Even Ning Zheng felt that this amount of luck was still a bit insufficient.

"After all, it is the prototype of the eternal artifact, and it will grow slowly, and it is enough to barely suppress the existence in the tomb at the beginning."

Bang Bang Bang!

Ning Zheng kept tapping.

Xin Yi Baifan and others were also surprised.

"Is this to reforge the core?"

"But why don't you discuss it with us?"

"Let's take a look, study it, and we'll have some advice."

Ning Zheng still ignored it.

What I want is abrupt, sudden, and it catches everyone in the tomb off guard.

As he banged, he looked at the luck value, and a dark luck table appeared.

[Retain the soul body and turbidity, semi-awaken after death, and the required qi luck value.] 】

A message emerged:

[Semi-awakening, it takes a month to buffer and costs 10 million. 】

Ning Zheng frowned.

A dazzling half-awakened without a price reduction, the original price is 300,000.

I was more than 30 dazzled? However, he also requires to retain the soul consciousness turbidity, the soul body, in order to achieve personal integrity, which does require a lot of luck.

At the same time, the price of dazzle can be slowly reduced, and now with the stimulation of awakening again and again, the semi-awakening threshold of dazzle has been reduced to more than 100,000.

But I don't have time to wait for the price reduction, so I can only buy it at the original price.

It's a bit of a loss!

Today, he produces 25,000 gas fortune a day in prison.

9,000,000 luck is worth a year.

That is, you have to wait for about a year before you can be semi-awake.

Ning Zheng took a deep breath:

[Keeping the soul body and turbidity, fully awakening after death, the required qi luck value. 】

A message emerged:

[Full awakening, buffer ten years, spend 1 billion]

The corners of Ning Zheng's eyes twitched, he was so valuable?

It will take ten years at the earliest, but it is enough to 1 billion, and I will have to wait about 100 years to save enough.

In other words, I have to wait a hundred years!

Originally, Ning Zheng also wanted to see if he could steal 300 million qi luck points to fill his awakening, but now that the number of 1 billion came out, he didn't bother to fill it, and it was better to throw the 300 million in Fang Dingzhong obediently.

However, waiting for a hundred years is too long after all, if Ning Zheng continues to develop, there are other ways to make money, and this process will be completely accelerated.

But in the process of awakening, Ning Zheng wanted to sleep and spend it peacefully.

Because he doesn't want to be a trick with a logical flaw, continue to control this Sword Forge Villa!

Everyone in the world wants to find the position of Xirong Divine Craftsman.

As a trick, no matter how smart you are, you also have logical flaws, and you may be found by someone and caught in the position of a real person.

It's ridiculous to be toyed with like a cherished dust!

The safest way is to sleep, close the village in Xirong Villa, and retreat.

Others sleep in the crypt and do not get stronger.

But Ning Zheng is different, as long as he sleeps in the tomb, he will continue to deduct the qi luck value he obtains, 25,000 a day, and he will slowly wake up.

Wait for ten years, a hundred years, and there is actually no difference.

As soon as you open your eyes and close your eyes, it passes.

But Ning Zheng's only concern was also answered.

[The two worlds are locked by time anchoring, once they are temporarily separated, this side will pass a hundred years, and the earth will only pass one day. 】

The last doubt was also resolved.

Disconnected, he woke up after a hundred years of sleep, and it was only a day since the little blacksmith was there.

"In this way, you can be completely decisive!" Ning Zheng flashed with determination.

With a bang, the giant held a teleportation array in his hand, and Ning Zheng's body also quietly threw himself in, and when everyone didn't react, he quickly fell into Fang Ding.

Bang!

The fire burned.

With a "Rui Beast" as a sacrifice, the core of the emperor's tomb was recast, and in just a moment, it seemed that some eternal artifact was completely born.

The flames burned, and suddenly a voice said:

"Let's fight, if you get this Fang Ding, you can win the world!"

Even the huge Convergence Xi Rong Ember stepped out and resolutely merged into the blazing Fang Ding.

Absorbing Ning Zheng's body, the huge embers, the body, and the embers were one, as if something terrible was completely born.

It is like an eternal divine soldier who suppressed the luck of Kyushu and reappeared in the world.

And the existence in the imperial tomb also let out a sharp and incredible roar, saying, "This is crazy!" Recast the heart of the [History Book of Years] with your life! ”

"How is that possible! How can anyone be able to do this? ”

"Eternal Divine Soldier!"

"Hahaha! is worthy of being the first craftsman in Kyushu, the strongest casting force, the mysterious owner of Xirong Zhuang actually sacrificed his life for righteousness!! This time, this core is no longer afraid of being broken! ”

Countless beings showed greed on their faces, and instantly stretched out their palms, wanting to compete for the core of the new birth.

"Hurry up!"

"If you get this treasure, you can close the entire tomb, suppress the old immortals in those tombs, and block them inside, only I am the only one who will be the emperor outside!"

In an instant, the existence of the ancient tombs all struck out, and the sky shook.

All the circumstances have changed!

They don't need to fight anymore, no matter how much they calculate, as long as they fight for control of this core, they can control the entire [History Book of Years] and lock up the ancient saints in the other tombs.

The decisive battle of the ancient saints is even today!

One after another, terrifying figures erupted into high-temperature flames, turning into meteors and shooting out.

They quickly collided together, becoming a ball of light of millions of degrees that lit up in the sky, and all kinds of light raged above the capital.

Countless saints shot out, and it looked like a hundred thousand fiery red suns lit up in the sky.

"That Xirong Zhuang owner is dead, to make up for the emperor's mausoleum, he has turned into this is the new heirloom Fang Ding, in the future mythological era, those who get this artifact can get the world Kyushu!" On the back of the nursery, a painted old man, with a complicated look, is frantically painting a mythological mural.

The black sky was cut open by a huge bolt of lightning.

The picture of countless ancient saints jumping up and scrambling for each other is solidified into a mural of human history, and it is still an eternal legend tens of millions of years later.