These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 357 Return of the Old Saint

"From now on, it will be extremely difficult for cultivators in the Sanyuan Realm to cultivate. They will not be able to enter the capital for protection and will appear randomly in the wild. The danger will increase significantly. There will be a cultivator gap."

Some people looked horrified, as if they had seen the future.

The human race will usher in a relatively dark moment.

"The monk fault is easy to say."

An old man looked solemn, "Look at what's written here? The three incomplete flowers of the ember are the species protected by the capital."

"It has changed from a safe zone for humans to a safe zone for ghosts! Will the capital city become a place for the cultivation and revival of ghosts in the future?"

Many people can't accept it.

The capital is a strategic location.

The Nursery is the man-made tenth continent in the world, above the sky.

It is unknown which ancient dynasty established it.

But with the changes of the times, great evils moved in, and over time the tombs of various ancient nobles were accumulated, turning the nursery from a paradise for all people into an extremely dangerous continent, which was completely polluted.

Even humans gradually lost their ruling power, and were driven out one tomb after another.

In recent dynasties, the human race cultivated and fought back bit by bit, and worked hard to carve out an area in the talent nursery and establish it as the capital. And now it's gone?
This historical record, an achievement that lasted for at least four or five dynasties, has simply vanished into thin air. Who wouldn't be angry?

This is digging up the roots of the human race!

Of course, some people also asked: "Can I ask what's going on with this flower that has more than three petals?"

"Yes, the flowers with less than three petals are the three flowers that grow from the broken embers of the soul, but what about the extra ones?"

Most monks have never seen a flower with more than three petals.

Four petals, five petals?
People only have three elements: essence, energy and spirit. How can there be four or five?

This is not reasonable.

"Of course you haven't seen it, and neither have we."

Someone sighed, "But history has it that flowers with more than three petals only come from one place."

"where?"

"The Imperial Tomb, the three flowers from the Imperial Tomb, grew outside, and the soul attached to the normal three flowers, which gave them the appearance of four flowers and five flowers."

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

The imperial tomb was leaked.

No wonder the previous capital rules said that if more than three flowers were found, the capital should be notified immediately.

However, because the saint was so powerful, there had never been a case of the imperial tomb being leaked during his lifetime.

So no one has seen it.

Someone was silent:

"That is to say, from now on, all the flowers in the capital will be flowers of the dead. It has become a capital of the dead."

"Then, the emperor who ascends the throne will be..."

Some people have guessed some possibilities.

Capital City, Imperial Palace.

The plaque of the entire hall was inexplicably changed to [Xinjian].

A tall and burly man sat on the imperial throne, silently looking at the figures in the murals on the wall.

He scanned the ancient murals of saints and finally landed on the nearest one [Between the Red and the Red].

"Finally dead."

He looked at the recently built tomb of the saint and said calmly:

"I'm finally back."

"What does it matter if you are so beautiful and powerful that you dominate the world? I will hide in the tomb and wait for you to die of old age. Then I will be reborn and unify the world."

The pilgrim saint of the previous dynasty showed a complicated look.

Looking back to the past, the defenses of every city in the nine provinces of the world were extremely strong.

The defense of the capital city is even more formidable. The defense of the capital city cannot be matched by the defense of all the nine states combined.

As long as the teleportation array to the capital is blocked, they can only walk to the capital and travel through time in their physical bodies.

And in the clouds in the sky, there are too many indescribable ancient mysterious shadows.

The shadowy giants who planted the flowers were like giants of children's laughter, their tombs in mid-air, upside down on the back of the nursery.

It was like a table, they were rooted at the bottom of the table, standing upside down and looking at those who flew up to the nursery.

Fashang and Sanhua entered the capital city without physical bodies, but they did not care and only occasionally caught these souls and ate them as snacks.

Because the devil feeds on flesh and blood.

If a living person were to rise into the air, the blood of the strong men would surge into the sky, and that would definitely attract the attention of the great evils in the tombs, and make them go crazy.

However, that terrifying man back then led the monks from Jiuzhou, ascended into the air with their physical bodies, built a ladder to heaven, and killed their way through layers of clouds step by step, killing so many people that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and shattered the ancient mysteries of the past generations.

Even so, the entire army suffered heavy casualties.

Finally stepped into the capital.

A great war broke out, and the accumulated strength of the royal family was fully revealed, but he was still defeated and retreated into the tomb that had been prepared for him long ago.

"Only a few hundred thousand years."

"I opened up the most prosperous era in human history. It was brilliant and glorious, and died as brilliantly as fireworks. Only I am eternal."

The Saint Xinchao murmured, his eyes filled with reminiscence.

Such a man, starting from scratch and sweeping the entire era, he naturally admired him very much, but after all, they had different positions and camps.

Everyone says that he hates acquired humans, but how can he not hate them?

Because he was the leader of the innate human camp, he had no choice from the beginning in terms of his interests.

And now, the era of acquired spiritual roots opened up by Saint Jiusui will be ruled by him.

He is not stupid. Although he is a member of the innate human race, he does not dare to reverse history and restore the glory of innate spiritual humans.

Directly ruling this acquired era of the three flowers is the right way.

Tapping.

As he heard footsteps, his gaze finally fell on the Crown Princess who had just returned.

"How come this one is so fast?" Miss Dao Yue was shocked and felt her whole body numb. The breath of death made it hard for her to breathe.

The saint said that there was no need for communication at all. As long as he died, the dead old saint would appear, feeling that he was still alive, and come back to restore the old system of the previous dynasty.

She had thought that the other person would appear, but she didn't expect him to appear so suddenly and quietly.

"Greetings, Saint!" Miss Dao Yue bowed respectfully.

"Hmm, artificial sun and moon?"

The Saint of Xinchao glanced at Miss Daoyue and said, "It's interesting to use a divine weapon as a concubine."

"The sacred weapon of the state. When I take another concubine and give birth to a son, you will be my child bride. You will serve the prince well and help him grow up and govern the country."

A divine weapon cannot give birth to a son.

This saint is a normal person and of course he would not be interested in a weapon.

Dao Yuezhen bent down and bowed: "I obey."

The Saint Xinchao smiled:
"I do not intend to move out of my hometown city immediately. The royal family members will settle in the capital."

"They just returned, and I'm afraid there are some restless people who want to test the capital and seize power and usurp the throne."

He showed a hint of indifference:
"After conquering the world of this era, I will move out of my own capital and settle in the capital. Then I will summon that group of professionals with acquired spiritual roots, observe the development of this era, and enfeoff each new minister."

He showed a hint of interest:
"I am very interested in the various new technologies of this era, as well as the so-called master craftsman who forged you."

"Yes." Dao Yuezhen said seriously.

This saint sat quietly on the throne, as if he had returned to the time when he ruled.

"A new era."

(End of this chapter)