Chapter 130 The Sun and Moon in the Murals, the Starry Sky of Ancient Mythology!

Jiao Wuyu frowned.

Have the Jiushui Saints of the current dynasty noticed them?

However, this is normal.

The incident in Xinyizhou was so big that the imperial court must know about it.

In terms of status, [King of Gui] corresponds to [King of Humans] 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.

"What do you think?" Jiao Wuyu asked.

Xu Huan was silent for a moment, "Let's go and see. After all, he was the person I admired most before. In a sense, he did what I always longed for 280,000 years ago."

pity.

Today's Xu Huan no longer lives "two hundred and eighty thousand years" ago, but lives in the distant present.

After entering this society, he who once wanted to save the entire world found that he could not even save himself.

Now time has sharpened his edges.

But those days were still his most cherished dreams as a boy.

Two hundred and eighty thousand years ago, he wanted to talk to the saint in his boyhood in the next continent and talk about the harmonious coexistence between the new and old humans. Now he will talk to the dying saint in his twilight years.

Isn't this a different kind of fate?

The old eunuch smiled gently and said, "Everyone, please."

"Okay." Xu Huan smiled gently.

The Sword Fairy was led by Jian Xin and followed the crowd in front towards the palace:

"Wow, the background world view of this world is so vast. This time I will go back and show off my skills to the blacksmiths."

Of course there are eunuchs in this world.

And quite a few.

Men who are in the Five Body Realm should cultivate the Sixth Body more.

When women are in the realm of the four internal organs, they should cultivate the fifth internal organs more.

If you haven't cultivated to the point, there will be no defects in your physical body.

This aspect of your limbs will not be regenerated.

The physical body is mortal, and if it is injured in battle, it will be gone.

This is why eunuchs, a professional group, emerged.

Some of them are masters of casual cultivation among the people. They didn't understand it when they were young, so they fumbled and practiced on their own, leaving behind the regret of not being able to temper it.

Then, if you become famous among casual cultivators in the Four Zang Realm and Three Yuan Realm, and are recruited by the imperial court, you will naturally be able to join the ranks and serve as eunuchs.

Some young people voluntarily choose to become eunuchs when they are young.

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

The demand for eunuchs is great.

Not only the imperial palace, but also some royal palaces and even the back houses of the heads of the Holy Land family and the head of the great religion are enshrined in this type of eunuchs who have not cultivated to the sixth body.

Responsible for managing your own mansion and protecting the safety of your family.

after all.

Everyone is afraid that they will be beaten to death in the secret realm, and that their guardian monk will cuckold someone in their back house.

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

Because he really can't grow it.

There will never be a fake eunuch like Wei Xiaobao.

The Sword Fairy knew this before. She had seen similar eunuchs in the Xinyi Palace, and she was still very surprised now.

"This one is probably a great master. At least he is of the same mind, right? Isn't this supposed to play tricks on the government and the public? Eunuchs are in charge?"

In her mind she uses words indiscriminately,

"This is a dazzling idol!!"

"I heard that Linmen's eyes are dazzled, so I'm going to step up to the top step by step and be the highest Zhao Gaobei, you have high eyesight!"

The Sword Fairy was shocked: "He is born to be in this profession. He is the little blacksmith of our villa, and he is a natural eunuch!"

I have to say that this world is fair.

Some people lose some body and gain some opportunities!

At the same time, it deserves to be called Green Hat Villa, and its system is very sound.

No wonder so many big men choose eunuchs to supervise their affairs, because it is full of pure love.

etc.

Speaking of eunuchs

The Sword Fairy thought of the old steward at the Sword Making Villa.

She seemed to realize something.

Is it possible that this person also

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

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

Inside is the [History Book of Time].

A wall of sighs of the long river of time, an ancient sacred painting of a saint, embedded in the wall.

This time the Sword Fairy was much more relaxed. She looked up at the gorgeous and pure white plaque on the majestic palace:

[Fei Jian]

The sword fairy didn't know what these three words meant.

Just like the first time I saw [Scale Gate], I didn’t know what it meant.

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

Walking into the palace, the ancient figures on the walls on both sides carry a coercion as vast as the sky.

Wow!

The pressure, far more powerful than before, came overwhelming!

It seemed as if the saint had deliberately suppressed this aura in order to meet those weak non-combat professionals.

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

"this!!?"

The skin of Xu Huan and others suddenly appeared in dense pimples, and an extremely strong sense of threat gushed out from their backs.

As if coming from humanity's deepest fears.

This fear comes from deep in their genes.

Their ancestors who came from hundreds of thousands and millions of years ago, looked at these terrifying majestic figures in the sky, and were instinctively afraid of the ancient sun and moon.

The blood is passed down from generation to generation. In human history, the fear of the power of nature and the awe of the sun and moon in the sky gradually form the deepest fear buried in the bones.

Now, this greatest fear from ancient humans has been passed down from generation to generation with the blood of human evolution history, allowing them to spread this "wall figure" to their descendants.

In an instant, an idea suddenly popped up in the Sword Fairy's mind.

——The oldest and strongest fear of mankind is the fear of the sun and the moon from the depths of the blood.

This history book is the wall of sighs and the ancient star map!

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

"Yes."

The voice echoed in front of the painting wall, giving people a sense of emptiness.

The saint was not sitting on the throne. This figure was standing on the wall of the palace with his back to them, looking inward.

"These are the paintings of history. Seeing them will bring out the deepest fear of mankind."

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"They are the pinnacle of history. All your ancestors have lived in their shadows, just like everyone in the world today."

"We have all seen the sun and the moon, and we all fear the sun and the moon."

He turned around, and although he didn't use his eyes, everyone suddenly felt a gentle and pure gaze falling on Xu Huan and others:

"The strangeness of awakening"

He sighed softly, very gently.

"I don't know if I can awaken like you after death."

"Awakening never depends on the realm, but on whether a person knows that I am myself."

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

At this moment, he seemed not to be a saint, but a kind old man, and the ocean of death had gradually sunk into his knees.

"The bitter boat in the dead sea, I don't know if there were friends who risked their lives to pull me out of the ocean of death, out of the turbid world, and see the world of living beings again."

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

They were sinking in the turbid world of death, and someone pulled them up so that they could live a second life.

"Saint!" Jiao Wuyu's pupils shrank instantly, and his heart couldn't help beating wildly.

This is the most terrifying existence that dominates this era.

"You are the 73rd batch."

The saint's skin is delicate, and his fingers are slender and slender, as if he is a weak scholar who has never done any physical work.

A pair of pure white blind eyes are particularly conspicuous.

He seems to be gentle in his calmness, giving people a strong affinity, making people look at him involuntarily, as if thousands of lights are shining on him, the most brilliant figure in the world.

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

The saint replied: "Don't worry, you are all outstanding talents of this generation, belonging to the category of gui"

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

Seeing that this current saint really had no signs of taking action, Li Youzhu breathed a sigh of relief.

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

But the personal reception of the saint gave him a guess.

"You know you will die in the future, so are you preparing for everything in the future?"

Inexplicably, Li Youzhu was able to speak suddenly.

He was clearly a three-flowered flower that could not speak or move before.

The three-flowered flower spoke human words, which was obviously the power of the saint.

"This is destined." The saint smiled faintly, looked at Li Youzhu meaningfully, and said: "People will always die when they are alive."

Li Youzhu already knew what this person wanted to do.

They were the seventy-third batch.

That is, there were still young talents who were received by the saint.

The saint not only placed his hopes on the teams that shaped the sun and the moon.

He also summoned geniuses in batches and placed his hopes on the young fighters.

These are all seeds of hope.

Even if they were a group of awakened ghosts, this person didn't care with his broad mind.

At least these ghosts were also the existence of this era.

The saint was afraid that after he fell, those ancient beings would be ready to go and compete for supremacy.

The whole world must not fall into the hands of the beings in the ancient tombs.

Every time a dynasty changes, these ancient monsters and demons surge out like a tide, trying to compete for the right to change the living dynasty.

"Why choose 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. Everyone has one chance, and it all depends on the individual to get something."

The saint whispered: "Next, you will be able to choose to enter [Between Heaven], [Between Dragons], and [Between Scales]"

He turned his head and looked at the historical murals.

Xu Huan and others were in a state of confusion.

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

Every mural here contains a truly ancient forbidden imperial tomb!

It is completely different from other tombs and ancient secret realms.

That is the highest tomb.

It records the lost history and the history of the people.

There lived the ancient saints, the sun and moon of the old world, and the most mysterious treasure in the world.

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

Inside are the thousands of races, mountains, rivers, and endless cities that they buried with them

"The older the emperors of all dynasties, the more they fear death."

"When they were alive, they summoned talents from all over the world to try to refine the elixir of immortality, and built their own imperial tombs on a large scale, hoping that they could live a second life and turn into ashes, but most of the saints failed."

He said lightly: "Some of them succeeded in becoming the ashes of the old saints in the tomb, and some died completely, not even turning into ghosts."

"But although their bodies did not revive after death, their tombs still buried many dynasty generals and war gods who guarded the tombs."

"To this day, we have not dug out a coffin of an ancient saint or a completely dead body."

His gentle voice gradually became majestic, with the vicissitudes of the ancient times,

"I don't need you to dig up any saint's body. What opportunities you get depends on your luck."

He suppressed the tomb and could not go in personally.

Every mural is too huge!

Even Qin Shihuang built a large number of mechanisms and various means for his imperial tomb to prevent tomb robbers, let alone the peak existence of these ancient dynasties?

They all hope to live out their second lives. The tombs are the ships of resurrection that carry them to the distant future. It can be seen how much terrible effort has been put into them, and various mechanisms are used to prevent tomb robbers in the future.

These tombs represent the splendid civilization of a period!

Of course, they are also the strong men in their Jiusui Dynasty who dare not enter in person.

They only dare to enter in the Dharma image. Although they can guarantee immortality, their combat power is greatly reduced, and they are no match for the various armies and strong men in the tomb.

But if the body enters

, there is a great risk of death.

"We need to prepare."

Xu Huan couldn't help but say.

These murals are too vast and magnificent.

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

"No need to prepare, the Dharma image is immortal, and the body cannot be hurt inside, but you only have one chance."

He raised his hand and a bright golden light shone on his fingertips.

As the light bloomed, the people in front of him were thrown into the murals one after another.

"Xu Huan, do you know?"

The saint suddenly spoke.

Xu Huan turned his head suddenly.

Everyone was stunned. Before being sucked into the painting wall, they suddenly heard the last voice.

He smiled slightly and looked at Xu Huan: "There is no difference between new and old humans. We are all human beings, just different races."

"The real difference is between new and old humans."

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