These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 241 Historical Painting, Immortal Epic

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

Suddenly, there was an inexplicable strong sense of disobedience.

This seems to be a market town.

Occasionally, the monks passing by were carrying storage bags, and the style and structure of their magical tools were quite classical, even old.

And the currency they traded in was not legal tender.

But pieces of translucent jade?
I felt like I had traveled to another country and was experiencing the exotic customs.

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

[Today's Luck Value: 1900]

Still nothing happened.

It turns out that it is safe to bring your own ghost.

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

There's no reason why it can't be in a bigger city here.

In this era, Taoism and Taoism are flourishing, with a hundred schools of thought contending with each other, and people are extremely tolerant.

Ning Zheng told Yanhua and others not to move rashly, but to walk on the street and listen attentively.

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

The transaction currency here is not legal tender?
Spiritual stone?

Ning Zheng had a face full of question marks.

Behind.

Yanhua and the others didn't dare to say anything.

Look around cautiously, eyes wide open, and take photos secretly.

They are like country people who have never left the house since they were born in the villa.

Before, the most prosperous place was just the small camp where the evil cultivators robbed tombs. Everyone bartered with goods. Compared with the bustling city streets in front of us, that camp was simply shabby.

This is for them.

This is the first time to enter the city and step onto the big map, which reveals a truly prosperous sandbox world.

They were stunned by the beauties, old men, scholars, monster mounts, beast-eared girls and other creatures that occasionally passed by.

They were suddenly filled with excitement.

He began to hold his head high, showing a cold and kind smile, pretending to be a human, and even making human-like chuckles from time to time.

——I can’t embarrass the old steward by pretending to be an ordinary, cool passerby.

They were a little nervous, but fortunately the acting skills of the humans who had previously welcomed 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 go viral."

A blacksmith nearby also said:
"What do you know? This is just the corner of the corner. How big is the entire area? I dare not even imagine it. There are at least tens of billions of people here. The setting is far more than that of Blue Planet. This is all normal."

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

"I have all my belongings in my hand, 100 French dollars. I'm going to prepare some good things from the street vendors to buy back as souvenirs."

The last time the tomb was visited, the group of blacksmiths who were carrying bricks became rich instantly.

Although we didn't dig into the core area and most of the buildings were brick and tile, we still earned a few hundred French dollars per person.

The other blacksmiths who did not go to the ancient tomb instance also made a lot of money by taking on daily tasks to help with cleaning and sorting in the villa.

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

"How about the candied haws?"

"No, let's secretly check if there is any herb area and see if we can get some new miscellaneous spiritual roots."

A group of people were whispering, their eyes shining, looking extremely obscene.

It was also Ning Zheng’s first time to come to a big city. Looking at the densely packed shops on the streets, he felt like he didn’t know where to go.

He hesitated.

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.

The bookshelf is filled with numerous books on cultivating immortality.

Ning Zheng observed it carefully.

There are five common types of books divided into five shelves: gold, wood, water, fire and earth.

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

"Of course, this is just an introduction. 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, then casually opened a book called Xiao Yun Yu Jue which was about water-attributed spiritual roots.

It seems to be an introductory technique for lower-grade spiritual roots, providing spiritual farmers with farming skills and making clouds and rain.

Behind him, the blacksmiths were chattering.

"How can we sell skills in this place without the spiritual roots that match the skills?"

"I guess after purchasing, I picked up the spiritual roots at the counter."

"But there's no potted plant on the counter."

"That's right, I heard that when selling skills and spiritual roots, they all display lush green potted plants."

"How can there be any matching spiritual roots for a technique?"

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

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

New humans?
Ning Zheng frowned.

"Hmph, go away. You are not welcome here. We don't have the skills you need." The stall owner waved his hand with a look of disgust. "A mortal without spiritual roots wants to plant spiritual roots and practice cultivation in vain. Bah!"

Ning Zheng didn't say anything, just bowed and left. New humans refer to those of us who are born without spiritual roots.

That means conversely:

Old humans are born with spiritual roots?

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

"strangeness."

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. There are not only monsters and half-blood humans, but also some minority races who are born with spiritual roots, which is also normal.

but.

They are a minority race, born with spiritual roots. Why do they look down on people who are not born with 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, and they live in the prehistoric immortal era before the three flowers on the top of their heads opened.

Is there a huge tomb inside the city gate that I entered?
Have you entered some period of ancient history?
Or rather.
Entered a royal cemetery in the ancient times.

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

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

And for a higher-level existence, why can’t the burial object be a city?
Qin Shi Huang used mercury to represent rivers, seas and oceans, 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 from some extremely ancient history. Buried in an area from a certain ancient era, the ancient tombs naturally had corresponding customs and practices.

Then.

How could a tomb have a big door open for people to enter at will?

Isn't this harming people?

Xinyizhou City is one of the nine royal cities in Jiuzhou and a fortress for the human race.

How could they cheat me when their cards are so strong? Where would they put their face?

There's no way it could be a trap.

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

Then.

Is there a possibility.

This Xinyizhou city has been inhabited by evil people from the very beginning?

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

Ning Zheng continued to reason, think, and look at the surrounding environment.

"Right now, this ultra-ancient tomb is located in the time period."

"At least hundreds of thousands of years ago, in the era of the immortal human race who were born with spiritual roots."

Ning Zheng suddenly showed a look of shock.

Then.

From this perspective, each city gate corresponds to a sage from a certain period of the ancient era!
Every time you enter a city gate, you will see a piece of history of saints arranged in timeline.

"As expected of a royal city, what a grand gesture!"

"If you enter each city gate in order, you will be able to watch the entire history of mankind and read a living, vast mythological history book!"

“Communicate with the ancient sages of the past.”

"Talk to the saints of the past."

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

“This is a silent monument to history.”

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

Ning Zheng was shocked.

How generous!

How heroic!

What a earth-shattering move this is.

Here, there is a real huge red building and cemetery!
It is different from those holy places, private tombs of big families and sects.

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

Ning Zheng looked around and took a deep breath:

"I am in the corridor of history!"

"Let the living look upon the old world."

“A paradise for the dead.”

"And this city gate was used to enter from some ancient mythological era? Instead of using magic money, people use so-called spirit stones?"

"And people of this era are born with spiritual roots?"

Ning Zheng was vaguely guessing something.

Fa Qian was probably the official currency made after the founding of the country by the saint himself using copper extracted from Shou Mountain and refined by the Golden Money Boy.

but.

Where did the spiritual stones from the previous era go?

Where have those humans with spiritual roots gone? Why have they disappeared in this era?
A burning curiosity ignited in his heart.

The grandeur of history always arouses people's desire to explore.

(End of this chapter)