Ou Nanhao, Emperor Zheng, and Xu Yang also looked at each other.Looking at the specimens of strange creatures sealed inside the walls, myths and legends are nothing more than that.But no, their world may be more colorful than imagined.Jiang Yan and the others were shocked and sighed, when Bai Shenchan walked out with a heavy face.To Jiang Yan's surprise, Bai Shenchan didn't seem to care about Jiang Yan and what they didn't wait quietly outside.Jiang Yan and the others also breathed a sigh of relief, after all, no one knew when Bai Shenchan's neuropathy would start to develop nerves.Jiang Yan asked, has the person found it?
Bai Shenzen shook his head, Gan Luo was not there.Then he said, "But when Gan Luo walked out of the Imperial Tomb that had been guarded for thousands of years, I should know where he went.Although Bai Shenchan spoke, the solemnity on his face did not change at all.Hearing that Gan Luo was not there, Hu Hai should be the happiest.As soon as Hu Hai entered the imperial mausoleum, he was like a different person, a well-behaved child.Now he actually patted his chest with his little hand.Bai Shenzen did not speak, but led the person outside.Jiang Yan looked at the rags on his arms, his eyes glancing around.Bai Shenchan said, don't look at it, he shouldn't have come in, if there is no edict from the first emperor, even the sages will not be able to enter this imperial tomb.Jiang Yan sighed, to be honest, the person who left a rag on his arm was quite interesting.Not to mention his extraordinary appearance, the rag on his arm can provide him with very powerful strength when he is in danger, and he can smash Fang Shi with this hand directly.The atmosphere is actually quite heavy now, mainly because Bai Shenzen's expression is too serious.The few people seemed to have lost any communication and began to walk outside.Bai Shenzen said that he knew where Ganluo was, and they should go to Ganluo now.In fact, he didn't go far, maybe Ganluo, who guarded the imperial tomb, wouldn't leave too far even if he left.Emerge from the bronze dungeon.Jiang Yan and the others took a deep breath, the underground palace was really too depressing, it was just an underground palace, it was hard to imagine how solemn the real golden palace of the pre-Qin Dynasty would be.In a high ground, Jiang Yan and the others saw a person, a young man who was not very old and looked serious, and a person who was looking at the world.is obviously supposed to be a young man in the mood for love, but it gives people a feeling full of vicissitudes of time, as if God has put an unbearable burden on his shoulders.And how strange this young man looked.When I got closer, I realized that this person's skin was wrong, and the whole person was cast in bronze.It's a bronze man.Jiang Yan opened his mouth, not knowing how to describe the person he saw now.It is said that the white god Zen God is mysterious and mysterious, but at least he is still a person, and the one in front of him can probably be described as non-human.Behind Jiang Yan, Hu Hai grabbed Jiang Yan's thigh and hugged him to death.Jiang Yan couldn't help asking, what's wrong?
Hu Hai only replied with two words, Ganluo.Jiang Yan was stunned, this bronze boy is Gan Luo?
Hu Hai continued, except for the Lord of the Immortal Golden Book, no one can live forever, and those Fangshi either choose to sleep underground for a long time, which is a more common method, but it is not the only way.Hu Hai looked at Ganluo, such as Ganluo, who was turned into a bronze vessel by a strange magic technique in order to allow him to walk in the world and not endure the endless suffering and loneliness underground.Jiang Yan: In other words, the current Ganluo itself is a bronze object?
The pre-Qin magic is really weird.Jiang Yan glanced at the bronze boy, in fact, Hu Hai said that no one can live forever is not right, such as Gan Luo in this state now, but he doesn't know that he chose to become a bronze, has he ever regretted it?
Jiang Yan couldn't help but be stunned, how could he think about this problem?
It's a question for Gan Luo and the people who made him what he is now.To have a long life, not to have to sleep underground, this is the price that Ganro pays.Bai Shenchan walked over, his brows furrowed and nervous, Ganluo, why did you leave the Imperial Mausoleum?
Don't forget, you promised Your Majesty to guard the Imperial Tomb for him.The bronze boy lowered his eyebrows, turned his head slowly, and looked at Bai Shenzen, as if he was distinguishing something, and said half-loudly, the killing god of this life.It seems that it is the first time I have seen Bai Shen Zen, but it seems that he can see through the soul and immediately distinguish the identity of Bai Shen Zen.The bronze boy continued, "We are the only two people in the pre-Qin era who can walk the world without sleeping underground, and we are burdened with the same heavy mission.Bai Shenchan frowned, there is something wrong with Ganluo now, Ganluo is not a sentimental person, Ganluo used to be a housekeeper in that person's mansion, killing decisively, without dragging mud and water, such nonsense is rarely said, is it thousands of years of guarding the imperial tomb, Ganluodu's heart has become lonely?
Bai Shenchan continued, you haven't answered my question yet, why did you leave the imperial tomb you guarded?
Although you are the steward of that person, you are also the prime minister of my Great Qin, and His Majesty's orders are above all else.The bronze man looked at Bai Shenzen, yes, he was that man's butler and His Majesty's prime minister, so who should he listen to?
Thousands of years have passed, and he is still struggling with this question, His Majesty and he will always be like strangers, and the decisions made are all relative, what standards should a person like him act according to?
However, the bronze man looked at Bai Shenzen, and what was more entangled and pathetic than him should be the person in front of him, who was ordered by His Majesty to kill all the monks in the world, but he was willing to be cursed by that person's blood, and his hands were no longer stained with anyone's blood.Two poor people who are also on a mission, two poor people who have lived in struggle and entanglement all their lives.Thousands of years of continuation, I don't know if there will be a result between His Majesty and that person this time, if it is still the same as in the pre-Qin period, I am afraid that it will be an endless continuation of fate.Bai Shenzen looked at Ganluo without blinking, as if he had to ask for an answer.He really couldn't figure out how Gan Luo could disobey His Majesty's orders and leave the guarded Imperial Tomb.I don't know what I thought, Bai Shen Zen's heart moved, and he could make Gan Luo disobey His Majesty's order, I'm afraid it was only at this time that the bronze man suddenly raised his hand and pointed into the distance, why did he leave the imperial tomb?
for his sacred tree has come.Jiang Yan and the others were actually not far away, so they could hear it clearly.The Sacred Tree?
What the hell is it?
His eyes couldn't help but look in the direction of the bronze boy's finger.White, a white six-petaled flower, swirling in the air, drifting towards this side with the wind.No, not just one, but the white six-petal flowers in the sky are sprinkled with flowers, and the whole world is like a rain of white flowers.Jiang Yan was stunned, so beautiful.The world is vast, and the white six-petal flowers are flying like snow, which is so beautiful that it is really unreal.Hu Hai, who hugged Jiang Yan's thigh, obviously showed an excited expression, it was the teacher, the flower of the teacher's sacred tree, the purest six-petal flower in the world.The bronze boy's eyes were a little confused, but also a little wistful.In the pre-Qin era, the flames of war spread throughout the earth, and in the midst of the beacon fire, only the six-petal flowers in the sky washed away all the sins and hearts of the people in the world, which was the only color of that killing era.I don't know where the petals came from, but they just floated from the sky to the whole earth.It's unbelievably magnificent.Jiang Yan stretched out his hand, and a six-petal flower fell into the palm of his hand.The flowers are really white, and there is no icy snow at all.Jiang Yan's eyes were full of confusion, what kind of tree can scatter flowers all over the world?
It's incredible, too.Hu Hai also happily held a petal, held it in the palm of his hand with a face full of happiness, and placed it next to his face, revealing a face full of happiness.Bai Shenzen was almost stunned, and his hand reached into the air, letting the petals fall on his palm.But everyone could see that he was so excited that his whole body was trembling, and the purest six-petal flower in the world was finally seen again after thousands of years.Jiang Yan looked at Ou Nanhao and the others, and several of them were also at a loss.What's going on?
Whether it is the bronze boy, Bai Shenchan, or Hu Hai, after seeing this strange flower, it is like a different person.Jiang Yan rubbed Hu Hai's head, what the hell is this Hu Hai carefully raised the petals in his palm to the sky, letting the wind continue to blow the petals away, it seems that even such a demon boy is unwilling to break even a simple flower.A magic boy makes the petals in the palm of his hand fly in the wind, and the picture is also a little weird.Hu Hai replied, this is the flower of the teacher's sacred tree, is it particularly beautiful, in the war-torn era, only it can soothe all the sorrow.No one knows what the incomparable significance of this flower was in that era.Jiang Yan was still at a loss, what exactly was the Divine Tree?
Hu Hai scratched his head, thinking about how to explain, and then looked at the little Cordyceps that was grabbing a petal and sticking his face to the petal, and his eyes were narrowed into a slit.Jiang Yan was also stunned, he knew best how bad the little Cordyceps was, he thought that the little Cordyceps would destroy everything, but he didn't expect to show such expressions and actions.A garlic, hugging a petal, putting your face on the petal, your eyes are half squinted comfortably, no matter how you look at it, there is a feeling of attachment.Hu Hai pointed to the little cordyceps and said, the teacher's sacred tree will also bear fruit, it should be hatched from the fruit of the teacher's sacred tree, or all the strange creatures in this world are hatched from the fruit of the teacher's sacred tree.Jiang Yan couldn't help but be stunned, and then his face was full of shock, Bai Shenchan seemed to have said once that the stone egg of Xu Yang's divine bird was also the fruit of a divine tree.Hu Hai continued to mutter, the teacher's sacred tree bears too many fruits, and he can't take care of them at all, and he fell on the ground and was picked up a lot, before Ganluo specially helped the teacher take care of the sacred tree, looking at the people who came to pick up the fruits, Ganluo was irritable, especially scary, Hu Hai was afraid of Jiang Yan: the world was vast, Jiang Yan suddenly had a feeling that his head was knocked with a hammer.If the Fang Shi in the world is the most evil existence, then wouldn't the owner of this divine tree that gave birth to the Fang Shi be even more evil, but looking at the expressions of other people, it seems that this is not the case.It's so complicated that it's impossible to guess.Chapter 43 Purple Qi Comes Three Thousand Miles from the East Since this world has all turned green, it has become a bit monotonous, and the most active ones are probably those zombies covered with moss.If such a world is the world of the pre-Qin Dynasty, although it is supernatural, it is too lonely.But now, with the arrival of the white six-petal flower, it is as if the world is filled with color again.Jiang Yan stretched out his hand in the air, and those petals floated past his hand and flew away through his fingers.When he flew away, he was still whirling in the air, as if he was nostalgic for something.Jiang Yan was a little stunned, and couldn't help but ask Hu Hai, this is your world After speaking, he added, are those green zombies all over the place in the pre-Qin period?
Hu Hai scratched his head and replied, "Yes, every time the teacher's sacred tree blooms, its petals will fly all over the sky, fly into Xianyang, and fly to my window, which is beautiful."
Flying flowers into Xianyang overnight, what a beautiful scenery it is.After speaking, Hu Hai's eyes flickered a little, as for those green monsters, they are the products of the evil Fangshi, and they have nothing to do with the teacher, the teacher said not to imitate the techniques on his immortal golden book, it is impossible to succeed, they are not disobedient, and secretly use ordinary people to do experiments, and make the green monsters all over the world, making the sky angry and resentful, angry and angry, the father and the emperor then ordered, let the killing god slaughter the world's Fangshi, the war was ignited in the whole world, and it also affected the teacher, it was too hateful.But these little green cuties were the weakest at our time, and anyone could bully them, poor Baba.The corners of Jiang Yan's mouth twitched, the weakest?
But it turned the whole world upside down.Jiang Yan just smiled bitterly, saying that nothing could change the whole world, because the green cutie in Hu Hai's mouth had completely changed.Jiang Yan's attention was on the other content that Hu Hai said, you said that these zombies were made by Fang Shi?
Speaking of which, these zombies are the saddest victims, both in the pre-Qin and now.Hu Hai nodded, for a while, it was popular to make these green cuties, even our Xianyang can run out a few from time to time, the lives of ordinary people are completely disrupted, and the father feels that the Fang Shi is too interfering in the lives of ordinary people, so he decided to purge all the Fang Shi in the world, whether good or bad.In Jiang Yan's opinion, the miraculous Fang Shi was like a rat crossing the street under the iron horse of Daqin, and he fled in all directions in embarrassment.That person's decision, from then on, the pre-Qin began a period of time that belonged to the wailing of the Fang Shi everywhere.The blood of the Fang Shi stained the earth, that was their sad song, hiding in Tibet, there was no place in this world where they could stay.Until, with the arrival of spring, the white six-petal flowers began to fly in the sky.I don't know how many monks wept bitterly, holding the petals of the sky in their hands, as if on a pilgrimage.Along with these six-petaled flowers that flew into Xianyang, there was also a child with a handwritten book named Ganluo.At that time, Ganluo was really just a child, he was the first time he left home and was ordered to bring a handwritten letter, he never imagined that his fate would become so complicated in the future.At that time, he was young, but he was serious, like a little old-fashioned, obviously curious about everything around him, but he pretended not to care.He went straight to the palace and handed over the letter in his hand to the most noble, brutal, and powerful man in the world.There were only two words on the letter, stop fighting.Although the monks are evil, there are also true hermits who love the mountains and rivers and only seek to be free from the world.It is unacceptable to be beaten to death with a stick, and the turmoil of the Fang Shi will also make the ordinary people in the whole world turbulent together.But for the emperor of the world, how could a stranger's word stop his decision, although he was brutal, but he purged the world's scholars and returned the world to a clear world, also for the sake of the world's creatures.A letter brought by a young boy not only did not play a role in stopping the rebellion, but the cold man on the throne also decided to purge the root of all evil in this world, and he decided to tear down the sacred tree.People in the world, if they want to become alchemists, they must have the fruit of a sacred tree, and only by destroying the root of all evil can they really return a bright world to the world.So, the killing god of the pre-Qin, the sharpest sword in the man's hand, there was no other pervert except killing, and he was ordered to go to the expedition.The result of Ganluo's entry into the palace was a conquest to kill the gods.His crimson god-killing sword, which was practiced by slaughtering 100,000 people, may really be useful.Invincible, this is their pre-Qin killing god.None of the pre-Qin people doubted their victory.But when the god of killing, who had no feelings and only knew about killing, came back, it shocked everyone.The six-petaled flower in the sky was still flying in the air, which meant that the sacred tree had not been pushed.In vain?
This result shocked the entire pre-Qin court.But no one knew that something more shocking than this was hidden.Their pre-Qin killing god, the sharpest sword in His Majesty's hand, the pervert without a trace of emotion, came back, but it came back with a blood curse dissolved in the blood.