Chong Xin had a suffocating feeling that he was about to be submerged.
He sat behind a few cases and listened to the military intelligence report.
The general who reported was dignified, and there was a righteousness between his eyebrows.
In a flash, the person who reported the military situation was changed. is still so handsome and upright, but he is already the son of the man before.
The son was later killed in battle, and his grandchildren also put on armor and went to war.
Those little children always surrounded him one moment, "Shenjun Shenjun" shouted happily, and the next moment they grew up, with determination and fearlessness, left their wives and children, and went to the battlefield.
Chong Xin sent away generations of monks.
And mortals, there are countless generations.
Chong Xin has seen a beauty, déjà vu.
The beauty was flattered and said, "My great-great-grandmother also entered the Divine Palace, and my great-great-grandfather was a servant by the side of the Divine Monarch. ” It's only a matter of a few hundred years, and there have been many generations of mortals.
Chong Xin remembered that the couple had several children, two of whom could cultivate, and three of the grandchildren could cultivate.
They all died on the battlefield.
The beauty who entered the palace newly, who has always been a mortal in her direct line, tried her best to send this child who inherited the beauty of her great-great-grandmother into the shrine.
The beauties in the shrine are like clouds, and these beauties are the most beautiful in the mortal world.
In this world full of strong people, even he can't change the rules of the jungle.
These beautiful but fragile lives, after the word red face, are often followed by thin lives.
The shrine became the most desirable place for these mortal women.
After entering the Divine Palace, no matter how powerful the monks were, they didn't dare to bully them.
There are a huge number of beauties in the Divine Palace, and there are far fewer women who have really been fortunate to be there.
Many beauties are in love with their servants.
Most of the servants are mortals, and they are all smart minds and quick reflexes.
In the mortal world, he is also a handsome among people.
It's just that he was born at the wrong time, and the demon clan occupies half of the Jiuhuan Continent.
The lives are devastated, and the land is thousands of miles away.
In this day and age, force is more important than the mind.
More beauties, choosing to be with monks who can fight.
In comparison, the number of female friars is much smaller than that of male friars, and the higher the ranks, the more so.
Probably because women are naturally more amorous than men, and their attachment to their lovers and children is always deeper and more difficult to cut off than men.
The mood is dragged down by this, and it is difficult to go further on the road.
What's more, mortal women are more fertile than friars.
Reproduction is the instinct of all life.
What's more, these monks are all warriors, and when they go to the battlefield, no one knows if they can come back.
Mortal women who give birth to bloodlines for warriors can always live in the shrine, even if their father dies on the front line and there is no one in the family, the mother and child will be carefully cared for by the god.
There is no need to worry about food and clothing, and there are people who teach cultivation.
These children grew up in the shrine and became more loyal warriors than their parents.
From generation to generation, this loyalty has been strengthened again and again.
At the last moment, Chong Xin touched a child's apple-like face and conjured candy for him to eat.
The next moment, the young man who had grown into a child struck the armor on his chest with his fist.
"I don't regret dying," he said.
His eyes were full of loyalty, trust, and worship.
Without fear or cowering, step on the beast and go out bravely.
The mortal girl who fell in love with him looked at the high temple platform and wept silently.
Chong Xin sent a new generation of warriors out into battle, with a compassionate smile like a god on his face, but his heart was heavy and he couldn't breathe.
These memories are too huge, Chong Xin is submerged in them, and gradually forgets who he is.
Until one day, he was sitting in the hall, surrounded by beauties, and a familiar voice called: "Chong Xin." ” Chong Xin was shocked and turned his head.
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At the entrance of the hall, a beautiful jade stands like a pine.
The beauty's long skirt dragged to the ground, and she walked slowly, walking steadily.
Walked up to him and crouched down to look at him.
Chong Xin wanted to call her name.
The name was rolling on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't remember it anyway.
Chong Xin wanted to hold her hand, but pinched her chin lightly, and asked with a charming smile: "New here?"
Zhusheng was not angry, she stuck to him.
Chong Xin opened his arms and embraced him, with a posture of letting the beauty enter his arms.
Zhusheng pressed his shoulder, his forehead pressed against his forehead, and entered his ancestral aperture.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he spit out a string of bubbles.
Chong Xin's ancestral aperture was like a pitch-black seabed, and the water pressure was squeezing in from all directions, making it impossible to breathe.
Takebu spun around in the water and began to glow.
She illuminates the bottom of the sea with her own light, swimming in search.
Suddenly, a string of bubbles brushed her cheeks.
Zhusheng paused and slammed down.
In the dark depths of the seabed, Chong Xin is bound by iron chains and is about to drown in despair.
But suddenly there was light in the darkness.
Chong Xin's eyes widened suddenly.
Takesheng's long hair and long skirt floated in the water, and she glowed and swam towards him.
She saw him.
He was firmly bound in chains, and she was reminded of how she had struggled with the threads of desire in her ancestral knots.
She swam towards him.
"Don't give up."
"Don't throw in the towel," she said. ” She kissed him on the lips and gave him a breath.
Chong Xin's eyes kept open.
His hand clenched into a fist and opened again.
He flipped his wrist and grabbed the chains that bound him, wrestling.
Light burst out of him, and chains shattered in the light When I opened my eyes, the sound of raising light was gone, the beautiful people were gone, and the empty palace was no longer beautiful, and although it was spotless, it was dilapidated.
Cracks crawled all over the walls, and the golden pillars fell to the ground.
There is no breath of life.
Only the body of the bamboo is exuding the heat of life.
She got up, off his forehead, and looked at him.
"Are you awake?"
she asked.
Chong Xin looked at her in a daze.
He hadn't spoken for so long that Takesheng worried that he hadn't yet broken free from his illusion.
She frowned and called his name again: "Chong Xin" The young man's eyes gradually became bright.
He finally spoke, and answered, "I'm here." ” Takebu was finally relieved.
She stood up and looked around the dark palace.
Compared to the gorgeous and popular shrine she saw in the fantasy world, the real shrine seemed to have an air of extinction.
"The aura of the spiritual veins has always been absorbed by the Divine Palace," Takesheng said, "I thought it would be well maintained here and undefeated for a long time." ” Chong Xin was silent for a moment and said, "It should all be used to raise that divine thought." ” "It's been too long."
He said, "No one's divine thoughts can remain in the world for 10,000 years.
It is precisely because of the spiritual veins on his head that he can never dissipate. ” They decided to leave, but before they did, they had to scan the treasure trove of the shrine.
After going through hardships and dangers to enter here, how can you return empty-handed The treasure trove of the long sky is not hard to find.
Chong Xin knew the purpose and location of all the palace rooms in the entire Divine Palace, and they flew there directly.
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But the results disappointed them.
The elixir in the jade bottle had long since been shattered into powder.
Even the jade bottle containing the elixir was dried like a stone bottle.
As for the treasury where the magic weapon is stored, it is even more terrifying.
Push the broken door open, and the "garbage" inside will flow out.
Those "garbage" are actually magic weapons, but all of them are bleak, and they have obviously lost their aura.
Takesheng was surprised: "How can this be" Chong Xin looked at the garbage piled up to his feet, and the warehouse was already stuffed.
"The storage magic weapon has exploded."
He said, "These things were originally stored in the storage magic weapon.
The storage magic weapon is then stored in the storeroom. ” "The magic weapon still has an expiration date," Takeyu was surprised, "I thought these things would never break." ” "If anyone is there, it won't."
Chong Xin said.
"The magic weapon, in the final analysis, is also a weapon.
All utensils are made for human use.
People and instruments support each other, and the magic weapon can always absorb the aura on its own and repair itself. ” But if you leave people completely, the cycle will be broken.
No matter how long the life of the magic weapon is, one day, it will no longer be able to repair itself. ” Chong Xin said: "If these magic weapons are in the outside world, even if they are buried deep underground, they can be good."
Because there are people in the outside world, there are people. ” "But here, there's nothing."
He frowned suddenly, and said to himself, "It shouldn't be like this.
If I leave, I will leave someone behind to watch the house.
As long as one living creature remains here, the entire shrine will not die.
Strange" As he spoke, he suddenly felt too quiet.
As soon as he looked up, his water-like eyes were looking at him steadily.
Chong Xin was slightly stunned, and then frightened.
"Who are you?"
asked Takeyu.
"Changtian Sect, Refining Yang Peak."
Chong Xin replied abruptly, "Chong Xin." ” Zhusheng nodded and said, "Remember who you are." ” The feeling of being submerged grabbed Chong Xin again, and he felt that it was difficult to breathe.
Unwilling to come here but returned empty-handed, she checked with her divine sense, and finally found a few items that were still a little aura in the garbage full of warehouses.
She asked Chong Xin to see, and Chong Xin said: "They need to be well maintained, and slowly they can repair themselves." ” There were a large number of spirit stones in the other storeroom.
It's just that all the lower-grade spirit stones have lost their aura and turned into stones, almost all the medium-grade spirit stones have turned into stones, and the spiritual power of the high-grade spirit stones has dissipated so much that they all seem to have become low-grade spirit stones of inferior quality.
But the number is huge, and some are better than nothing.
The biggest gain this time is still in the last warehouse.
The storeroom was large, with many rooms connected to each other, like a library.
It's just that the "books" here are all jade slips.
Jade slips are the carriers used to carry information in the cultivation realm, just as paper books are to mortals.
Most of the jade slips had dried up and turned into stone chips, and the information they carried was unreadable.
But there are still a small number of people with a slight spiritual power, barely able to read the remaining information.
What was burned in those jade slips were all Danfang, exercises, talisman arrays, and cultivation notes from 10,000 years ago.
Although 10,000 years ago was an era when the war to destroy demons was in dire straits, it was also an era when a hundred flowers bloomed and Taoism flourished under the rule of Changtian.
The things of that era, even if they were just fragments, are extremely precious to the monks of today.
Zhusheng took the magic weapon and spirit stone, and the jade slip was useless to her, she didn't ask for it, and gave it all to Chong Xin.
Then, they left the shrine.
In the sky, the two looked back at the shrine.
The pillars of the corridor were broken and fell horizontally, and the roof of the temple collapsed.
This is not only because of the years and the decay, but also the obvious traces of the battle.
They were clearly not the first to discover the shrine.
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"Let's go."
Chikubu Road.
Chong Xin said "um".
The sword of self-denial was suddenly sacrificed, and the body of the sword trembled and buzzed, like a wail.
Chong Xin swung out a sword, collected his sword, and turned around.
"Let's go."
He said.
He folded his hands and opened them, and a small runic array appeared, shimmering with a faint light.
The rune array floated into the air and expanded into a gate of light.
"I'll go first.
You're in the back.
He said.
Without waiting for Takesheng to speak, he walked through the light gate.
When Zhusheng also passed through the light gate, the light gate closed and disappeared.
The dilapidated shrine suddenly cracked and began to collapse.
In the depths of the Divine Palace, Changtian hooked the corners of his mouth and said a soft "heh".
This is the sword he was waiting for.
At the moment when the center of the Divine Palace collapsed, this wisp of divine thought, which had been guarding here for thousands of years, finally regained its freedom.
It turned into a streamer and shot straight into the air.
He didn't even need to open the light door to directly pierce through the void and leave this space.
Zhusheng passed through the light gate, and the sword intent that was so silent that her hairs stood on end.
Chong Xin had already drawn his sword and slashed it away The shrine moved, and Qingjun happily wore a newly cut beautiful shirt to greet him.
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