Chapter 236: Rumors Are More Ferocious than Tigers

Ning Zheng didn't bother to pay attention and continued to practice. It was useless to think about it, it just added troubles.

It is better to strive to break through the two-phase realm.

He looked at the remaining luck value.

200,000!

It seems to be okay, he has been able to break through the two-phase state.

But he was in no hurry.

You still need to consider whether to choose between being dazzled and semi-awakened, or breaking through to a new level on your own.

The days passed so uneventfully.

More than a week has passed in the blink of an eye.

Another luck value of more than 70,000.

Various projects at Xirong College are on track.

The blacksmiths are still merging pets, and there is already a queue of orders for the synthesis of high-grade spiritual beasts.

And Hairpin Girl's side is also making rapid progress.

It is said that a group of very fierce leeks came. After carrying bricks for them, they went to sweep the graves, and then went to restaurants, bookstores and other copies.

It can be said to be a huge gain.

And, these blacksmiths play dirty.

Started spreading rumors crazily, and a rumor about the true identity of the man behind the scenes spread everywhere.

Beijing.

"Finally in."

Guipu promises that this will definitely be the most tortured week in his life.

That Princess Xin'e is simply a living devil.

The brick-moving construction site is surrounded by dangers, and they will be exhausted.

The ancient tombs next to them all looked extremely ugly.

Their wisdom, methods, and talents could only allow them to survive dangerously. If it were anyone else, they would probably have died long ago.

who are they?

They are the top group of people in the world, a myth that scares their enemies, and a legend that makes their worshipers fanatical.

And now?

They have mastered skills such as moving bricks, sweeping the floor, and eating dirt.

Fortunately, those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters!

If the attack is exposed at this time, it will not be that simple to sneak in next time. The pilgrims must be wary of them. In order to win the country and achieve hegemony, what does mere face mean? They all learned a trick: be patient, move bricks, and be patient! Build a house, be patient, mop the floor, be patient.

However, as soon as they successfully walked out of the secret realm of the construction site, after all their hardships, they saw a new batch of workers brought in chatting:

"Did you hear that?"

"Someone has explored the depths of the secret realm. The case of this pilgrim's birth of a prince is very secret!"

"What secret? We have just entered this construction site."

"I heard from an anonymous person who recently explored the depths of the palace. When this last imperial city, which was built more than 100,000 years ago, was destroyed, there was a case of [real and fake prince] happening inside."

"What's the meaning?"

The man told a wonderful story of palace battles with ups and downs.

"It is said that after saying that, the queen who only doted on the queen was dissatisfied with the fact that the harem was full of dead princes, and finally succeeded in giving birth to a prince!"

The ghost book and the ancient power in the tomb next to him silently looked at a mysterious mastermind, who was suspected to be of the bloodline of the Xin Dynasty royal family.

See what I do?

Xinshenghua was angry, do you all believe this rumor?

Those voices in the distance are still saying:

"Someone actually explored the secret information deep in the palace to this extent?"

"Then the prince was born and sent away before the country fell?"

"Yes, it is said that the current prince is the mastermind behind everything, ready to turn things upside down and kill his father."

"Ah! Is he so vicious?"

Everyone listened to the chat in the distance and continued to look at Xinshenghua.

Xinshenghua was completely silent.

The conversation continues:

"There is something wrong with your logic. Prince, how can you kill your father? Why not inherit the throne directly?"

"You don't understand. The prince doesn't want to either. The problem is that His Majesty forgot about the prince who was alive before his death because of the logical flaw in death. Now he wants to support the Xinyi family. Of course he refuses!"

"I see."

The ghosts and the beings in the ancient tombs looked at the mastermind with completely strange expressions.

So reasonable and well-founded, an idea came to their minds.

Could it be true?

It seems to perfectly explain the origin of this person. After all, his origin is very mysterious, and it seems reasonable to say that he is a prince.

Xinshenghua fell into a long silence: "Don't be fooled."

Throughout the capital, who is secretly spreading rumors? There is no evidence at all, it is just nonsense.

He obviously didn't have any evidence, but he somehow felt that it was the master craftsman Xirong who did this.

Xinshenghua would have been dormant for some time.

But someone actually talked nonsense and said that he was the son of that person?

This was like a humiliation.

Even the owner of the tomb next door, Guipu and others no longer looked at him with respect, but with a look like "you are my son, what are you pretending to be?" "It's a shame that we still regard you as the leader of this assassination operation." "The weird look on his face.

"Who is spreading rumors?!" Xinshenghua became angry, her chest rose and fell rapidly, and her eyes were full of anger.

If rumors like this continue to spread, Xin Xichen will say with a loving face when he fights the saint Xin, "No wonder you can't find your origin. It turns out you are my biological son who has been separated for many years."

When he thought of this scene, the suppressed anger in his heart was like a volcano.

Wow!

"Come with me." A hoarse whisper came from Xinshenghua, "I will lead you into the palace."

In the spacious and gorgeous passage, there are gorgeous carved patterns on both sides, and thick golden pillars are carved into the golden patterns.

Click!

An extremely secret passage suddenly opened.

"There is such a secret passage." The owner of a tomb in a restricted area smiled.

"So, how did you know?" A woman showed a trace of ridicule, her face was full of the fact that you are indeed his son, how unfilial.

Xinshenghua was silent again and did not answer.

Their figures are constantly twisting and changing, and this tunnel is distorting space.

One wrong step and everything will collapse and disintegrate.

They didn't know how long they walked, but they successfully passed through the passage. They saw a huge bronze square statue with a simple color and a famous painting carved on it.

"That is!?"

"That is!?"

Everyone's eyes lit up, the core of the history book, Tai Sui Ding.

"Don't worry." Xinshenghua said, "You can't beat him in the capital, you have to outsmart him."

"So, what was the flaw that drove him crazy?"

"Is it a child?"

"If he wants to give birth to a prince, should he start from this aspect?"

Everyone is waiting for this answer.

Every ghost will lose his mind and fall into madness because of some extremely angry things.

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This is the rule to follow.

But now, they were going to deliberately break the rules and make this saint go crazy.

As long as he is crazy, everything will have a chance.

"Haha, do you think I will say that?" Xinshenghua smiled, "As long as you find this button that makes him lose his mind, he will never be your opponent. How can we tell you?"

This is a strange fatal flaw.

"But don't worry, I'm ready." Xinshenghua smiled, and we quietly waited for things to happen.

They were waiting in the passage, and as time passed by, suddenly a scream came from the palace.

As the first scream emerged, a second scream began to erupt rapidly.

Boom, boom, boom!

The bells of fighting status suddenly rang throughout the palace, and the entire capital suddenly became tense.

"No, your Majesty is possessed!" "How is that possible!" "What happened?" Shocking roars suddenly came.

Boom boom boom!

A statue of a powerful general and commander in the palace quickly exploded and turned into a blood mist.

The huge strange body mixed with blood turned into blood rain in the sky, falling on everyone.

"You actually succeeded?"

"That simple?"

The tomb owners looked at Xinshenghua, their eyes full of disbelief.

Sure enough, Xinshenghua must be his son.

His son might really be the condition for Xin Xichen to go crazy.

So when he sees Xinshenghua, he will go crazy

"What happened?" Li Youzhu, Jiao Wuyu, and Xu Huan were hiding in the darkness of the palace, staring dumbfounded at a huge black vortex swirling in the sky of the capital.

After Li Youzhu's expression changed drastically, he immediately said:

"Those beings must have completely attacked the saint. With our level in the second-phase realm, we are simply unable to engage in such a fight. It is better to fish in troubled waters."

Xu Huan and Jiao Wuyu are both kings of trickery.

All the evil things in this place are treasures for these two foodies!

Thank you for your gift to us

The other side.

"It's a saint, crazy!" Someone's voice was hoarse.

The prince of Jiushui also sneaked into the Xinchao Palace with the geniuses from various states early, with a heavy look on his face, "Variables, how could there be such a variable?"

Only he truly knows his father's full plan.

My father tricked various prodigies in Jiuzhou into entering the tomb, letting their dharma ministers die once, and giving them to the saints as gifts!

Pilgrim! It is the pinnacle existence of the mythical era of innate spiritual roots, the culmination of the innate era in human history!

His true fighting power is that he can easily crush an ordinary saint to death!

It was precisely because he was so powerful that he started an internal fight to kill other royal saints, and he succeeded!

But now, he returned the dynasty to the other party and gave him this great gift!

Under normal circumstances, how could the disciples of various holy places in Jiuzhou be given food to Xin Xichen?

So Saint Jiusui used this method to send these little desserts to the tomb in advance. After he eats the direct disciples from all the holy places in Jiuzhou one after another, he will have the latest skills and knowledge of the entire Jiuzhou!

The pilgrim saint will continue the prosperous age he created and continue to usher in an era of peace that will last at least more than 100,000 years!

Then, the Xinyi lineage will slowly reach the top.

The living people headed by Xin Yiyun will become the new saints and complete the most peaceful transfer of royal power.

This is the ideal of Saint Jiu Sui, the most perfect period of peaceful transition.

This is the trajectory of destiny that was already planned by the One who existed!

The only drawback is: the pilgrim is a dead man.

But according to common sense, it is impossible for Xin Pilgrim to go crazy. No one knows his identity and origin.

Just like the Jiushui Saint, no one knows his name or identity. The background of every Saint in the past is top secret, just to prevent him from becoming a trickster after death and being manipulated by others, so that his flaws, obsessions, and weaknesses can be known. .

The origin of Saint Xinchao is absolutely hidden. No one can easily detect his weaknesses. He should suppress the entire era with absolute power.

"Who knows Xin Xichen's secret?"

This Prince Jiushui has a heavy face.

"Unprecedented changes are going to happen in this world."

Boom boom boom!

The entire strong man guarding the capital suddenly exploded.

Those are all the secrets in the palace, and the team of the pilgrim saint are now being torn alive by this crazy saint.

Countless people were screaming throughout the capital, and shops, alleys, graves, and communities were in chaos everywhere.

Even in the entire capital, the living Dharma figures who had sneaked into various areas looked up silently.

"what happened?"

"Which one is actually crazy?"

"Go to the palace quickly, maybe we also have a chance!"

One after another, figures suddenly rushed towards the palace. There were no guards or any obstacles. They sneaked in unimpeded.

In the secret passage.

All the ancient taboo beings from the tomb no longer care about the pilgrim saint in the capital outside going crazy.

Because time is short, they must steal the thing while the guy comes to his senses.

Boom!

Almost instantly.

A bolt of lightning flashed across, and everyone took action and rushed towards the bronze square tripod.

This was the first time they saw this treasure that could only be seen by the saints of the past dynasties. It suppressed the imperial tombs of past dynasties. It was covered with cracks and seemed to carry thousands of weights.

Click!

Almost instantly, as if this treasure had gone through countless years, it finally couldn't bear it anymore and exploded completely, with fragments flying out.

"This is?"

"how come!?"

Everyone present looked in disbelief.

No one thought that this core would be so fragile.

"Xinshenghua, is it you!!?"

An angry roar suddenly sounded.

"Won't you remind us that you did it on purpose?"

"How can you be so fragile!" "No!"

The broken Fang Ding turned into fragments and lay on the ground. Everyone immediately picked up some of the fragments and quickly retreated.

The voice of Xinshenghua came from the invitation card on Guipu's waist. He smiled slightly and said, "Guipu, let's go too. We have already obtained the things you want to complete the foundation."

Guipu looked blank.

How can he be so virtuous and capable as to use the first artifact in human history to make up for the foundation of his small second-phase state?

"Come on, everyone is back." Xinshenghua showed a cruel smile and looked at the painting wall behind her that was about to move.

He showed a hint of excitement and joy: "This is destined to be a great era. In this era, we can compete head-on with the strongest people in ancient times."

On the mural is a frozen prehistoric oil painting, with a strange and inexplicable aura slowly flowing out.

The figure on the mural gradually became vivid with an indescribable prehistoric pressure. The scenery on the mural was distorted in an instant. One moment it was as violent as a storm, and the next moment it became dark and dull.

On the mural, there is a Homo erectus standing on a divine dragon and roaring up to the sky. Suddenly it slowly looks straight down and stares at the front of the mural with a sinister look. It is like a thunderous thunderous force, with eyes wide open and intimidating.

On the mural, there is a rugged black-haired demi-human from recent times, reading in the courtyard with a well-educated look. He slowly raised his head and stared outside the mural, his eyes full of wisdom and vicissitudes of life, as if they were flowing through billions of stars.

The war of human history has already broken out.

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