Yin He spent a whole day here, and once again told those desolate slaves about the dangers here, telling them that if they want to live, they should work honestly and obediently, and whoever does not obey the order is a dead end, if they want to escape in vain, then the surrounding area is also an even more terrible death zone, and if they run a little farther, there will be countless deadly things that make people regret.

The next day, they started building the road.

Nearly 1,000 deserted slaves replaced the Terrans, and in the direction of the sacred mountain, they began to explore, flatten, and build roads little by little according to the instructions of the Yin River, and transported pieces of blue jade forward.

At first, the situation was a bit chaotic, but as the desert slaves were forced to work under the persecution of the Terran warriors for a long time, they became familiar with the work here, and their efficiency suddenly increased.

Because of the difference in physical strength between the human race and the desolate race, it is really innate.

In war, Terran warriors can rely on strong armor and sharp blades to fight against the desolate people, and with good command and mysterious sorcery, they can easily defeat the powerful desolates. But in front of him, in this kind of work that is almost naked and only relying on his own strength, the strong physical talent of the desolate man is quickly revealed.

In the past, the scene of the Terrans working hard to build roads no longer existed under the hands of these desolate slaves, although they did not build the roads willingly, but in any case, these desolate slaves built roads much faster than the Terrans.

The road began to stretch forward rapidly, and about half a month later, in front of the eyes of the Yin River, a new green jade place that penetrated deep into the inner ring land, and the sixteenth green jade place appeared.

This speed exceeded the speed at which all the human races built the Qingyu Institute in the past, even if Yin He had already expected it in his heart, he couldn't help but be stunned at this moment.

At the same time, he was vaguely aware of something else that was somewhat subtle.

The human race is not easy to feel in the inner ring land, not only those who practice witchcraft must not enter, but even if people without witchcraft enter this area, after a long time, their bodies will be damaged.

However, these desolate slaves are different, although the situation was more scary at the beginning, and some people died, which made these desolate slaves very afraid, but as time passed, until now, this situation has never happened again, Yin He even faintly felt that the bodies of these desolate slaves seemed to be stronger than before.

This is a very subtle and difficult to describe in words, maybe it's just an inexplicable hallucination, and Yin He has no evidence, but he always has such a sense of crisis lingering in his heart.

He took up a pen and wrote to the Ji Hou in the Holy City, telling him that the things here were not concealed from beginning to end, and he was glad to tell him that the progress of the road here was going well, and asked him to tell the high priest as well, to see if such a speed would work, and if he could, perhaps the road to heaven that the high priest was looking forward to really had any hope of being completed in the hands of these desolate slaves.

At the end of the letter, he wanted to write about his inexplicable premonition, but in the end, he hesitated and endured it. If there is no evidence, I am afraid that it will only add to the chaos.

The road continued to be repaired, and fortunately, they rarely encountered that kind of terrifying demonic beast this time, so everything went very smoothly. And this letter was also quickly sent out of the inner ring land, and at the fastest speed, it was delivered to the high-rise study in the Ji family's mansion.

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The Great Pyramid of the Holy City stands majestically and majesticly, and is the center of worship for the entire human race in the Holy City. People believe in and worship the gods, and as the wisest, most illustrious and holy high priest of the entire human race, he is the only messenger of the human race who can communicate with the gods.

He was admired by all the peoples.

He has a high status that no one can match.

He had boundless power and wealth, as long as he wanted, but he abandoned it and dedicated himself to the gods, living in seclusion in the temple for decades, never stepping out of the Great Pyramid.

It also made people look up to him more, worship him, see him as the only spiritual leader, and regard his words as God's will, even the powerful presbyterians of the world would not dare to disobey his will.

He was the High Priest of the Celestial Cult.

He has been famous for decades.

Now he is an old man who is dying.

Power, wealth, treasures, and even women had long since become meaningless in his eyes, and the only thing left in the eyes of the high priest who often looked at the sacred mountain was the nostalgia and longing for life.

Although he is old, he still does not want to die.

He walked into the temple hall and looked at the light shining through the large window, and suddenly felt a little disgusted in his heart. He was reluctant to go to that bright place, because the light would illuminate his face very clearly, and it would also make people see the increasingly dry and deep wrinkles on his face, and the patches of old age spots that could not be concealed.

He didn't want people to feel old, and he didn't want people to feel like they were dying.

He wants to live, live, live forever!

He roared in his heart, as he had done so often lately, but his face remained the same gentle expression as it had been for decades.

There are still two people in the main hall at this time, one is Ji Hou and the other is his daughter, but now the more important identity is the disciple of the high priest, Ji Honglian.

The high priest took the lead in sitting down, Ji Hou bowed to him respectfully, the high priest smiled and asked him to sit up, and then Ji Honglian served tea to the two of them from the side.

In the middle of this, when the high priest went to take the teacup, he inadvertently swept his gaze over Ji Honglian's hand, and he was suddenly stunned.

The white, delicate and soft palm was full of the breath of life and filled with irrepressible vitality, which suddenly formed an extremely sharp contrast with his dry palm that was close at hand.

It's like...... One is the living and the other is the dead.

The high priest was at a loss, and his heart ached and lost.

“...... High Priest?"

A soft call woke him up from that trance, and the high priest's body shook slightly, and then he looked up, only to see Ji Hou looking at him with some surprise.

The high priest let out an "oh" and smiled, "What's wrong?"

Ji Hou felt a little strange in his heart, and glanced at him more, but then he still smiled and said, "High Priest, I came here this time specifically to report to you about the construction of the road to heaven in the Inner Ring Land. ”

The high priest's spirit was suddenly lifted, and he hurriedly said: "What is the situation, tell me quickly......

Halfway through his words, he suddenly noticed a slight surprise in Ji Hou's eyes, and the high priest immediately noticed that he seemed to be a little out of shape, and after coughing lightly, his expression regained his composure, looked around, and said with a smile to Ji Honglian and Ji Hou, "Anyway, after all, this matter is what the gods have given me an oracle, and it is really important." ”

Ji Honglian nodded, it seemed that she also attached great importance to the gods and oracles, and her eyes turned to Ji Hou.

Ji Hou sneered in his heart, but his face remained unchanged, and then he began to explain to the high priest the situation of Yin He leading the people into the Inner Ring Land one by one, including the dangers in the Inner Ring Land.

Finally, he looked at the high priest and said earnestly: "High priest, the oracle is indeed extremely wise, and we are indeed much faster than we were to build the road ourselves with desolate slaves. ”

The High Priest smiled and nodded, very pleased.

Ji Hou said: "Now according to this progress, the speed of the construction of the road to heaven is at least twice as fast as before, which is really gratifying." I wonder if you're satisfied?"

The high priest showed a hint of a smile, and then his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was thinking about something, and after a while, for some reason, his expression suddenly became serious again, and after opening his eyes again, he looked at Ji Hou, but it was Zhengse and said, "No, it's too slow!"