Chapter 58 Historical Murals, Immortal Epics

In Xinyizhou City, Ning Zheng looked at the clothes, dresses, and pedestrians on the ancient streets.

Suddenly, there was an inexplicable strong sense of disharmony.

This seemed to be a market.

Occasionally, the monks passing by hung storage bags, and the style and structure of the magic tools were quite classical, even old.

And the currency they traded was not magic money.

But pieces of translucent jade?

It was like traveling to another country and experiencing the exotic customs.

"Even though the place is far away and the customs are different, this currency is..." Ning Zheng frowned and looked down.

[Today's luck value: 1900]

Still nothing happened.

Facts have proved that it is safe to bring ghosts.

Pingchang City allows monks to bring ghosts in, and is very tolerant, as long as they don't hurt people.

This is a bigger city, there is no reason not to.

In this era, the immortal way is flourishing, and there are hundreds of schools of thought, and they are extremely tolerant.

Ning Zheng asked Yanhua and others not to move rashly, walking on the street and listening attentively.

After listening for a while, he finally realized that the stone they were talking about was something called a spirit stone.

The trading currency here is not a legal currency?

Spirit stone?

Ning Zheng had a question mark on her face.

Behind him.

Yan Hua and others did not dare to say anything.

They looked around carefully, their eyes widened, and took pictures secretly.

They were like country people, and had never left the house since they were born in the villa.

The most prosperous place before was just the small camp where the demon cultivators robbed tombs. Everyone bartered. Compared with the bustling city streets in front of them, that camp was simply shabby.

This is for them.

This is

The beauties, old men, scholars, monster mounts, beast-eared girls and other creatures that occasionally passed by made them stunned.

They were immediately excited.

They began to hold their heads high, showing a cold and kind smile, pretending to be human, and even making human-like laughter from time to time.

——Can't embarrass the old steward, pretend to be an ordinary cold passerby.

They were a little nervous, but fortunately the acting skills of the human who had greeted the guests at the villa came in handy.

Yan Hua whispered:

"This is too prosperous. When I get back, I'll reveal some information. It will definitely be a big hit."

A blacksmith next to him also said:

"What do you know? This is just the corner of the corner. How big is the whole area? I dare not even think about it. There are at least tens of billions of people here, which is far more than Blue Star in terms of setting. It's all normal."

"That beautiful woman over there is so beautiful, slurp, slurp."

"I have all my belongings worth 100 magic coins in my hand. I'll prepare some good things from the roadside stalls and buy them back as souvenirs."

The last time I went to the tomb, the group of blacksmiths who moved bricks became rich instantly.

Although they didn't dig into the core area, most of them were brick and tile buildings, but they still made a few hundred magic coins per person.

And other blacksmiths who didn't go to the ancient tomb dungeon also made a lot of money because they took on daily tasks to help clean up and sort in the villa.

Of course, many people took out loans to buy their lives and started a new life of moving bricks in poverty.

"How about that candied haws?"

"No, let's secretly see if there is a medicinal herb area to see if we can get some new miscellaneous spiritual roots."

A group of people whispered, their eyes shining, looking extremely wretched.

Ning Zheng also

Hesitated for a moment.

He chose a place he was more familiar with and walked into a bookstore on the roadside.

In the bookstore.

An old man in a gray robe sat on a chair, smoking a pipe in his hand.

The bookshelf was filled with immortal cultivation secrets, dazzling.

Ning Zheng observed carefully.

There were five shelves of books with five common types of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

"Can I take a look?" Ning Zheng said.

"Of course, this is just an introduction, and the subsequent skills are still in my hands." The old man glanced at the other party and continued to smoke his pipe boredly.

Ning Zheng hesitated for a moment and casually opened a small cloud and rain formula for water-attributed spiritual roots.

It seemed to be an introductory formula for low-grade spiritual roots, providing spiritual farmers with farming and making clouds and rain.

And behind him, the blacksmiths chattered.

"How can this place sell exercises without matching spiritual roots?"

"I guess you can get spiritual roots at the counter after purchasing."

"But there are no potted plants on the counter."

"That's right, I heard that when selling exercises with spiritual roots, they all put green potted plants on display."

"How can there be matching spiritual roots for exercises?"

The old man frowned, as if he heard the whispers of Yanhua and others, and showed a look of disgust:

"Are you the group of guys who claim to be new humans in the neighboring continent recently?"

New humans?

Ning Zheng frowned.

"Hmph, go away, you are not welcome here, and there is no exercise you need." The stall owner waved his hand with a look of disgust, "Mortals without spiritual roots also want to plant spiritual roots the next day and try to practice, ugh!"

Ning Zheng didn't say anything, saluted, and left directly.

New humans refer to those of us who are born without spiritual roots.

Then the opposite means:

Old humans are born with spiritual roots?

This overturned Ning Zheng's worldview during this period of time.

"Strange." He looked at the shops around him and looked up at the sky of Xinyizhou City. He felt even more uncomfortable. Xinyizhou City is vast and rich in resources. Not only are there monsters and half-blood humans, but also some minority races. It is normal for them to be born with spiritual roots. However.

They are a minority race, born with spiritual roots, why do they look down on people who are born without spiritual roots?

Very strange.

Nowadays, people who are born without spiritual roots are the mainstream.

Unless

they are humans who do not belong to this era, living in the super prehistoric immortal era before the opening of the three flowers on the top of the head.

Is there a big tomb inside the city gate that I entered?

Have I entered a certain period of ancient history?

Or should I say

that I have entered a royal cemetery in the super ancient times.

The three ancestors of my family were buried with paper houses.

The more powerful city guards were buried with a prison area.

And for higher-level beings, why can't they be buried with a city?

Qin Shihuang used mercury as rivers and seas, so why can't this place be a mountain and river?

Shops, houses, pedestrians, farmers, wealthy businessmen?

The city that I saw was a scene of a super ancient history. Buried in an area of ​​a certain ancient era, the ancient tomb naturally has corresponding local customs.

So.

How could a tomb open a gate and let people enter at will?

Isn't this harming people!

Xinyizhou City is one of the nine king cities in Jiuzhou, a fortress of the human race.

How could they cheat people when they are so powerful? Where can they put their face?

It is impossible to set any trap.

Even if it is really a tomb, it must be used as a city gate to ensure the safety of people entering the city.

So.

Is there a possibility.

Was this Xinyizhou City a mixed population of people and monsters from the beginning?

"So, it is very normal for outsiders to come in and see this scene?"

Ning Zheng kept reasoning, thinking, and looking at the surrounding environment.

"At present, the time period of this super ancient tomb."

"At least hundreds of thousands of years ago, a fairy with spiritual roots

The human race era."

Ning Zheng suddenly showed a trace of shock.

So.

In this way, each city gate corresponds to a super ancient era sage of a certain period!

Every time you enter a city gate, you can see a period of sage history according to the timeline.

"It's worthy of being the royal city, what a big deal!"

"Entering the city gates one by one in order, you can watch the entire human history and read a living, vast mythological history book!"

"Communicate with the ancient sages of the past."

"Talk with the saints of the past."

"Witness their glory, the cries of the saints, the joys and sorrows of their lives, and expose them to the eyes of future generations, without tampering with history books or hiding the truth"

"This is a wordless monument of history."

"All the past will be judged by future generations."

Ning Zheng was shocked.

How generous!

How heroic!

What a great deal.

Here is a real huge red building, a cemetery!

It is different from the private tombs of those holy places, big families, and sects.

The cemetery here is open to the public for free, giving the poor people in the world an opportunity to discuss with the ancient sages!

Ning Zheng looked at the surroundings and took a deep breath:

"I am in the corridor of history!"

"Let the living admire the old world."

"Build a paradise for the dead."

"And this city gate is entering from which ancient mythological era? They don't use magic money, but so-called spirit stones?"

"And people in this era are born with spirit roots?"

Ning Zheng had a vague guess.

Magic money may be the official currency made by the saint after the founding of the country, which was extracted from the copper of Shoushan and refined by the gold boy.

But.

Where did the spirit stones of the previous era go?

Where did those humans with spirit roots go, and why did they disappear in today's era?

He was burning with curiosity.

The magnificent history always makes people want to explore.

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