Inside the sealed warehouse, the middle-aged scribe led the pair of young men and women inside.

The two strangers looked in all directions, and saw that there were tall and heavy metal walls on both sides of the passage, and at a glance, every thirty zhang, there was a magnificent portal embedded in it, and the gaps on all sides were straight lines, as if a knife had cut them, and there were fluorescent numbers on the doors that flashed the number of the sexagenary branches.

Ai Ruo asked with interest, "What are all the things in here?"

The young man said, "The artifacts of the Destroyed Divine Kingdom that the Qingyang people have confiscated before, as well as the antiquities before the era. ”

Ai Ruo was startled and said, "So many?" A fiery light appeared in her eyes, and she looked around, "Is there any one in each?"

The young man said: "It should be, before the turbidity tide, the Qingyang people were still very powerful. ”

Ai Ruo turned around and asked, "What now?"

The young man thought about it seriously and said, "My feeling is that they are stronger, but it seems to be getting weaker again. ”

Ai Ruo was a little puzzled and said, "Why do you say that?"

The young man shook his head and said, "I can't tell, maybe it's because those things created by those mortals in Qingyang have the same power as the gods, which makes their gods feel dissatisfied." ”

Ai Ruoyin realized: "I seem to understand something. ”

When the two of them talked, they used spirituality to communicate in their hearts, so the middle-aged scribe who walked in front didn't hear any movement, and he felt that these two strange gods knew the rules quite well.

After walking for a long time, the three of them came to a metal door numbered "Xuan, 癸巳".

The middle-aged scribe stopped, stretched out his hand and pressed on the door, and the burst of fluorescence reflected on the door, and the metal door slowly melted down, and finally disappeared, but after that, another door appeared, with a vertical hole the size of a thumb.

He took a brass key out of his sleeve, inserted it and spun it for a moment, and then heard the sound of a blink, and with an intermittent thud, the two-foot-thick door moved flat back and finally stopped two feet away.

The middle-aged scribe looked slightly solemn and walked in, and the two strange gods also walked out from behind the door, their eyes unobstructed, and they soon found themselves in an extremely empty hall, with no furnishings around, and the light from nowhere illuminated it very brightly.

And about a hundred zhang away from them, there was a solid stone pedestal slightly raised from the ground, and on it lay a broken ashlar tablet three feet high, which shimmered for a while, then slowly dimmed, and after a while repeated the act, as if it were breathing there.

Just in front of the stele, there are two bronze statues of Xu Xu Gao, they are dressed in ancient armor, waist and belly, elbows wrapped around sleeves, majestic appearance, glaring ahead, like a guard responsible for guarding this place.

The young man looked at the stone stele, his eyes flashed with fanaticism, and there was irrepressible excitement in his voice, and said, "That's Qishi." ”

At the first sight of this thing, Ai Ruo felt that there was a force there that attracted her deeply, and she wanted to rush forward immediately, but fortunately she remembered what this place was, and what the young man had said to her before he came out, so she still restrained herself.

The middle-aged scribe said, "This is what you want, right?"

The young man smiled and said, "Yes, thank you to the water master." ”

The middle-aged scribe said: "I said that you don't need to thank me, this is a gift from the Ming Mansion Jun to you, but you must remember that if you take this thing, you must contribute to my Qingyang with your heart." ”

The mockery in the young man's eyes flickered, but he was still very respectful on the surface, and said, "Yes, we remember. ”

"That's good. The middle-aged scribe was very satisfied with his attitude, pointed to the stone tablet very casually, and said, "Then this thing will be handed over to you, and it is up to you to deal with it." ”

Before the young man could show his joy, a voice suddenly came from behind them: "No one is allowed to take this thing with you!"

The three of them looked back, Zhang Yu was standing there at the moment, he was dressed in a jade-colored Taoist style, with a cicada singing sword hanging from his waist, and the jade mist around him was floating and faintly scattered, showing the movement of fine stars, clear and dusty, ethereal like a fairy.

The middle-aged scribe was taken aback and said, "Zhang Xuanzheng...... How did you get in?"

Ai Ruo's eyes lit up, but she felt that the appearance and figure of the person who came were almost perfect, but then she frowned again.

Zhang Yu has an indescribable aura on his body, ethereal and unpredictable, and seems to be high above the Nine Heavens, not only does he feel close, but it makes people feel a sense of awe for no reason, compared to them, but more like a god, she doesn't like this feeling very much.

The young man looked at Zhang Yu with extreme vigilance, and felt in his heart that there might be some twists and turns in today's matter.

Zhang Yu looked at the middle-aged scribe and said: "Master Shui, this thing is a miraculous thing, according to the Tianxia regulations, without the approval of the Xuanfu, it is not allowed to be given to others privately, but Your Excellency takes it and hands it over to the foreign gods, who allows this?"

The middle-aged scribe frowned, and said with a tough attitude: "I am acting on the orders of the two governments, Xuan Zheng seems to be unable to control this, right?"

Zhang Yu looked at him, raised his sleeve and stretched out his hand, and said, "Bring it." ”

The middle-aged scribe was stunned and said, "What is it?"

Zhang Yu said calmly: "I just said it, Xuanfu intends to approve, if you have this thing, I will leave immediately and don't ask more." ”

The middle-aged scribe's expression froze, he flicked his sleeves with a little annoyance, and said: "When did this rule? Since these things were confiscated, they have always been kept by the two governments, so they should also be disposed of by the two governments!"

Zhang Yu said lightly: "I don't ask about this much, I only know the rules of Tianxia." ”

The middle-aged scribe took a breath, looked at him, and said, "Xuanzheng, let's talk about it alone?"

Zhang Yu glanced at him and said, "Yes." He also wanted to hear what he thought and for what purpose.

The middle-aged scribe asked the two gods to wait aside, and he walked up and stood near Zhang Yu, at this time his mind had calmed down, and he first raised his sleeves to Zhang Yu and bowed, and said: "Xuanzheng, I have offended my words just now, and I hope Xuanzheng will not blame." ”

After he put down his sleeves, he explained the reason, "Xuan Zheng also knows that the war in the north has started recently, and the forces of the two governments are all going north, and now we must try to eliminate the hidden dangers of the rest of the territory."

These alien forces are not small, if you can take a useless thing in the treasury and appease them, then why not do it? I don't ask them to help me, as long as I don't make trouble, it will be a great achievement, this is also for the sake of the overall situation, and I hope Xuan Zheng can understand. ”

Zhang Yan said: "Wrong. ”

"Wrong?"

The middle-aged scribe couldn't help but be stunned, and then he frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Yudao: "These strange gods are not my Tianxia people, how can they be measured by the wisdom of Tianxia? This generation is afraid of power but not virtue, these things are given to them, it will only think that I Tianxia is not lacking him, but will be more and more inch-inch, instead of obedient and obedient as the master said." ”

It's not that he doesn't know about the alien gods around Qingyang Shangzhou, after all, Qingyang Shangzhou is now in addition to Taibo gods and monsters, and the most important thing is to deal with them.

As he said, these alien gods worship the jungle and never talk about any moral etiquette, which is almost no different from those alien gods in the Eastern Court, as long as you are strong enough, then you can get their respect, but whenever you show a little weakness, then they will rush up and bite you.

The middle-aged scribe disagreed with him and retorted: "This generation is different, these outer gods admire Tianxia Lile, and they are different from those barbaric beasts who have not enjoyed the glory of Mu Enrong......"

Zhang Yu didn't believe it at all, the source of the power of these gods was the sacrifice of believers, if the believers were all worshipping Tianxia, then where did the other gods get their power?

As long as these alien gods exist in the world for a day, then it is a lie to say that they admire the rituals of Tianxia.

This is their essence and there is no way to change it.

Although Qingyang Shangzhou is also cooperating with some alien gods now, it is just a strategy to distract the other party's power.

It is a joke that the man who commanded the water lord to do this is only judging things by his own assumptions, thinking that these gods will be grateful for it when they have taken the benefits.

He said lightly: "If the water master only has these words, then there is no need to say it. ”

The middle-aged scribe's attitude also cooled down at this time, and said: "Okay, Zhang Xuanzheng, since you told me the rules, then I also want to ask you for the crime of trespassing into the warehouse!"

Zhang Yu didn't talk to him anymore, looked at the two strange gods, and said, "This thing is the spoils of war that Tianxia has collected from outside, and you are not allowed to transfer it, you can leave." ”

The young man had been waiting for the result, and when he heard this sentence, his eyes turned red, and there was a faint fierceness and violence in it, what he wanted was right in front of him at the moment, and it seemed to be within reach, but now the other party wanted him to give up, which made him unacceptable at all, and a desperate impulse surged in his chest.

The middle-aged scribe took a few steps back at this time, raised his hands and clapped his palms, and as the applause passed out, the bronze statues in front of the two square stone tablets suddenly shone with light in their eyes, and then moved like a living person, and walked towards Zhang Yu's place with a bang, and their movements were extremely fast, almost between a few breaths, they rushed through the distance of dozens of zhang.

When the young man saw it, he turned his head and said, "Airuo, you go quickly." ”

When Ai Ruo heard this, he stood on tiptoe and swept towards the ashlar that was calling him.

Zhang Yu glanced at the two bronze statues that rushed to the front, this thing is a relatively ancient magic weapon, called the Golden Armor General, placed hundreds of years ago, it was specially used to be responsible for guarding, he stood there and did not move, and said lightly: "Ezhen!"

Rumble!

An invisible force enveloped him, and the bronze statue suddenly froze, then stepped in unison, and then with a bang, knelt down in front of him.

Ai Ruo was only halfway through at this moment, when he felt that his body was pressed by a huge force, and with an exclamation, he involuntarily knelt on the ground, not only them, but also the middle-aged scribe and the young man also slammed their knees to the ground.

Zhang Yu stood in the middle of the field with his sleeves up, looked at the shining stone stele, and said, "Hear clearly, in the land of Tianxia, you can only do what we allow you to do." ”

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