These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 419: Rumors are fiercer than tigers

Ning Zheng was too lazy to pay attention and continued to practice. It was useless to think too much and it would only add to her troubles.

It would be better to strive to break through the second phase realm.

He looked at his remaining luck value.

20 million!
It seems to be okay, I have already broken through the second phase realm.

But he was not in a hurry.

Whether to choose to be half awakened or to break through a realm on your own still requires some consideration.

The days passed by so dull and ordinary.

In the blink of an eye, more than a week has passed.

Another +7 luck points.

All projects of Xirong College are on track.

The blacksmiths are still combining pets, and the long queue of orders has already seen the synthesis of high-quality spiritual beasts.

As for Zan Niang, she also made rapid progress.

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

It can be said that the harvest is huge.

Moreover, these blacksmiths play dirty.

Rumors began to spread like wildfire, and a rumor about the true identity of the mastermind spread everywhere.

Beijing.

"Finally in."

Gui Pu guaranteed that this was definitely the most torturous week in his life.

That Princess Xin'e is simply a living devil.

The brick-moving site is full of dangers and they are completely exhausted.

The ancient tombs next to them all looked extremely ugly.

Their wisdom, means, and talents can only allow them to get through the dangerous situations. If it were someone else, they would have died long ago.

Who are they?

They are a group of people at the top of the world, with myths that terrify their enemies and legends that make their worshippers 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 care about small details!
If they were exposed at this time, it would not be so easy to sneak in next time. The Xinchao Saints would definitely be wary of them. In order to seize the country and achieve hegemony, what is the face? They all learned a trick: forbearance, moving bricks, forbearance! Building a house, forbearance, mopping the floor, forbearance.

However, just as they successfully walked out of the secret realm of the construction site, after all the hard work, they saw a new batch of workers chatting:

"Did you hear that?"

"Someone has already explored the depths of the secret realm. The case of this pilgrim giving birth to a prince is a very secretive one!"

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

"I heard from a person who wishes to remain anonymous during the latest exploration of the depths of the imperial palace that when this last imperial city, which existed more than 100,000 years ago, was falling, a case of the True and False Crown Prince was taking place inside."

"What do you mean?"

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

"It is said that she favored that one lady. The queen was not satisfied with the harem full of dead princes. In the end, she succeeded in giving birth to a prince!"

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

See what I do?
Xin Shenghua was angry. Do you believe this rumor?

The voices in the distance are still saying:

"Someone has actually explored the secret realm deep inside the palace to this extent?"

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

"Yes, it is said that the current prince is the mastermind behind all this, preparing to turn the tables and kill my father."

"Ah! Is he so vicious?"

Everyone listened to the conversation in the distance and continued to watch the firewood bloom.

Xin Shenghua fell into complete silence.

The conversation continued:
"Your logic is flawed, Prince. How can you kill your father? Wouldn't it be better to inherit the throne directly?"

"You don't understand. The prince doesn't want to either. The problem is that because of the logical flaws of death, that majesty forgot about the prince before he died. Now that he wants to support the Xinyi family, of course he won't agree!"

"I see."

The beings in the ghost book and ancient tombs looked at the mastermind behind the scenes with completely strange expressions.

It was so reasonable and well-founded that an idea came to their minds.

Could it be true?
This seems to perfectly explain this person's origin. After all, his origins are very mysterious, so it seems reasonable to say that he is the prince.

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

In the entire capital, who is secretly spreading rumors? There is no evidence at all, it's all nonsense.

He clearly had no evidence, but somehow he felt that it was the master craftsman Xirong who did this.

The salary flower will remain dormant for a while.

But there are actually people who talk nonsense and say that they are that person’s son?
This is a loss of generational status, which is like a humiliation.

Even the owner of the tomb next door, Gui Pu and others no longer looked at him with respect. Instead, they revealed a weird look that said, "So you are the son, why are you pretending to be an antique?" and "We still regarded you as the leader of this assassination operation."

"Who is spreading rumors?!" Xin Shenghua was angry, his chest heaving rapidly and his eyes filled with anger.

If the rumor continues like this, when we fight against the Xinchao Saint, Xin Xichen will say lovingly, "No wonder I can't find your origins. It turns out you are my long-lost biological son."

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

Wow!
"Come with me." Xin Shenghua's hoarse voice came, "I will take you into the palace."

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

Click!

An extremely secret passage suddenly opened up.

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

"Then, how did you know?" A woman showed a hint of ridicule, and her face was full of "You are indeed his son, you are so unfilial."

Xin Shenghua remained silent again and did not answer.

Their figures kept twisting and changing, and the tunnel was distorting the space.

One wrong step and everything will collapse and fall apart.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they successfully passed through the passage and saw a huge bronze square tripod with an ancient color and a famous mural engraved on it.

"That is!?"

"That is!?"

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

"Don't be impatient." Xin Shenghua said, "You can't beat him in the capital, you have to outsmart him."

"So, what's the flaw that drives him crazy?"

"A child?"

"He wants to give birth to a prince, so he wants to start from this aspect?"

Everyone is waiting for this answer.

Every gui will lose his mind and go crazy because of something extremely infuriating. This is the rule to be followed.

But now, they have to deliberately break the rules and drive this saint crazy.

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

"Haha, do you think I would tell you?" Xin Shenghua smiled, "As long as we find the button that makes him lose his mind, he will never be your opponent. How could we possibly tell you?"

This is a fatal flaw.

"But don't worry, I'm ready." Xin Shenghua smiled, and we waited quietly for something to happen.

They waited in the corridor, time passed by, and suddenly a scream came from the palace.

As the first scream appeared, the second scream began to break out rapidly.

Boom boom boom!
The entire palace was suddenly filled with the sound of battle bells, and the entire capital became tense.

"Oh no, His Majesty has been possessed by a demon!" "How is this possible!" "What happened?" A series of shocking roars suddenly came.

Boom boom boom!
The powerful generals and commanders in the palace quickly exploded and turned into bloody mist.

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

"You actually succeeded?"

"That simple?"

The owners of the tombs looked at Xin Shenghua with disbelief in their eyes.

Sure enough, Xin Shenghua is his son.

The son might really be the reason why Xin Xichen went crazy.

So when he sees the flowers growing from the firewood, he will go crazy.

"What happened?" Li Youzhu, Jiao Wuyu, Xu Huan and others, hiding in the dark corner of the palace, stared in amazement at a huge black vortex circling the sky of the capital.

Li Youzhu's face changed drastically, and he immediately said:

"Those beings must have launched a thorough attack on the saint. With our level of 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 ghost kings.

All the dangers and weirdness all over the place are treasures for these two foodies!
Thank you for the gift given to us by the pilgrims.

the other side.

"It's the saint, he's crazy!" someone said in a hoarse voice.

The prince of Jiusui had sneaked into the Xin Dynasty Palace with the geniuses of various states. He looked heavy-hearted and said, "Variables, how could there be such variables?"

He was the only one who truly knew his father's overall plan.

My father tricked all the geniuses in Kyushu into entering the tomb, causing their Dharma images to die once and then sending them to the Saint Xinchao as a gift!
The Saint of Xinchao! He is the pinnacle of the Xiantian Spiritual Root Mythology Era, and the epitome of the Xiantian Era in human history!
With his real fighting power, he can kill an ordinary saint with ease!

It was precisely because he was so powerful back then that he started an internal fight to kill other royal saints, and he succeeded!
And now, he returned the dynasty to the other party and also gave him this great gift!
Under normal circumstances, how could the disciples of the various holy places and major sects in Kyushu give Xin Xichen food?

Therefore, Saint Jiusui used this method to send these little desserts into the tomb in advance. After he had eaten up the direct disciples of all the holy places in Jiuzhou one after another, he would be able to possess the latest skills and foundation of the entire Jiuzhou!

The Saint Xinchao will continue the prosperous era he opened up and continue to usher in a peaceful era that will last for at least a hundred thousand years!

Then, the Xinyi lineage will slowly reach the top.

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

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

This was the destiny that that being had planned long ago!

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

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

Just like the Saint of Nine Spikes, no one knew his name or identity. The background of every saint in the past was top secret, just to prevent them from becoming ghosts after death and being manipulated by others so that their flaws, obsessions, and weaknesses could be known.

The origin of the Xinchao Saint is absolutely hidden, no one can easily detect his weaknesses, he should use his absolute power to suppress the entire era
"Who on earth knows Xin Xichen's secret?"

This Prince Jiusui had a heavy expression on his face.

"This world is going to see unprecedented changes."

Boom boom boom!
All the powerful men guarding the capital suddenly exploded.

Those were the foundation of the imperial palace, the team of Saint Xinchao, but now they were being torn to pieces by this mad saint.

Countless people throughout the capital were screaming, and shops, alleys, cemeteries, and residential areas were in chaos.

Even in the entire capital city, the living beings who had sneaked into various areas all looked up silently.

"what happened?"

"That one is actually crazy?"

"Hurry to the palace, maybe we have a chance!"

One after another, figures suddenly rushed towards the palace. There were no guards or obstructions, and they sneaked in unimpeded.

In the secret passage.

All the ancient forbidden beings from the tomb no longer cared about the madness of the pilgrims from the capital.

Because time is short, they must steal the things before the guy comes to his senses.

Boom!

Almost instantly.

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and everyone rushed towards the bronze square tripod at the same time.

It was the first time they saw this treasure that only saints of all dynasties could see. It suppressed the imperial tombs of all dynasties and was covered with cracks, as if it was carrying tremendous weight.

Click!

Almost in an instant, this treasure seemed to have gone through countless years and finally could not bear it anymore, and exploded completely, with pieces of debris flying out.

"This is?"

"how come!?"

Everyone present had a look of disbelief on their faces.

No one thought that this core had become so fragile.

"Xinshenghua, it's you!?"

A shocked and angry roar suddenly sounded.

"You didn't remind us, did you do this on purpose?"

"How can you be so fragile!"

"not good!"

The shattered square tripod turned into fragments and spread out on the ground. Everyone immediately picked up some of the fragments and quickly retreated.

The summoning tablet on Gui Pu's waist heard Xin Shenghua's voice. He smiled slightly and said, "Gui Pu, let's go too. You have already got the things you need to complete your foundation."

Gui Pu looked dazed.

How could he have the ability to destroy the first divine weapon in human history in order to make up for his small foundation of the second phase realm?
"Come on, we're all back." Xin Shenghua showed a cruel smile and looked at the painted wall behind him that was ready to make a move.

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

The prehistoric oil paintings on the murals are frozen in time, and a strange and inexplicable aura slowly flows out.

The figures on the murals gradually came to life with an indescribable prehistoric pressure, and the scenery on the murals distorted in an instant, one moment as fierce as a storm, the next moment becoming dark and dreary.

On the mural, there is an upright ape stepping on a dragon and roaring to the sky. Suddenly, he slowly looks straight ahead with a grim gaze, staring slowly at the front of the mural, like the god of thunder showing his power, with eyes wide open, which makes people afraid.

The mural depicts a rough, black-haired Asian man from ancient times. He looks well-educated and is reading a book in the yard. He slowly raises his head and stares outside the mural. His eyes, full of wisdom and experience, seem to be filled with billions of stars.

The war in human history has already broken out.

(End of this chapter)