These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 467: Fate changes, sacrifice one's life to make up for the loss!
In the emperor's tomb.

All the ancient saints fell into silence.

The Dharmakāya, the Three Flowers, and even the Three Flowers of the dead are all waiting to contribute their strength.

Death, pressure, hope and other factors have united the human race as never before, igniting the blood of the scholars and twisting them into a rope.

In this hot land, countless young scholars are fighting for the rejuvenation of the human race and working hard to clear the restricted areas.

"After all, this is a golden age for scholars." An ancient sage spoke.

"It was Jiusui who laid a good foundation. A lot of resources were spent on building basic education, red houses, brothels, and everyone read books. Everyone had lofty ambitions and a burning heart, which led to today."

"That's true. Today, the human race's education has produced a group of good men. This is the foundation for prosperity."

Most people only see the surface, but these beings see the deeper essence.

The birth of all miraculous flowers has the foundation and soil.

If the human race is full of intrigues, killing each other, and evil spirits are rampant, and there is no blood in their hearts, how can blood be aroused?
The prosperous era of reading created by Jiusui is the foundation.

Even the demon sects and demon cultivators abide by rules, reason and keep their promises.

It is precisely under this kind of soil that such a passionate and prosperous era was aroused.

“Perhaps before, the bond between humans was a joke, but it is becoming a reality before our eyes.” Another old man exclaimed.

But in the Emperor's Tomb, there were also people who disdain:

"But so what? Those weak beings can only barely sustain us and cannot affect us too much."

"That's right, we will be born soon!" Deep in the shadows, the eyes of an existence flashed with a cold and vicious light.

After working hard to clear most of the tombs in Jiuzhou, Ning Zheng stopped. She felt too tired and wanted to fall down and rest immediately.

At this time, the power provided by the human race was basically exhausted, and there were almost no Dharmaksas and Sanhuas who volunteered to die.

"That's about it. It's over."

Ning Zheng sighed softly.

He has always been a lazy person. He seems to be fighting for the world, but what he does is actually full of selfish motives.

But now, some have been infected by those passionate young people.

But it was just a little touching.

Even the blacksmith could not tempt him to become arrogant, he still had a "heart of stone" and remained humble.

"However, I did earn a lot of luck points by going around the restricted areas."

"More people went to the local ceremonies. The little spirits were still frantically touring the cities, trying to trick them into trading their luck points."

He looked at his luck value.

+2
+2
+2
+2
[Current Luck Value: 3 billion]

How long has it been?
More than 200 million more!

In fact, because of this operation of sweeping across the restricted area, the people were more willing to believe Xirong instinctively, and the conversion rate was higher.

In other words, time is pressing. Otherwise, Jiuzhou is so big, and if Ning Zheng delays for a while and tricks Jiuzhou into devoting its strength, this number will increase several times.

Although it is a bit unethical, deceiving the Dharma, deceiving the Three Flowers, and deceiving the people, the skyrocketing numbers are really good!
"Unfortunately, time waits for no one now."

“Now I dare not delay any more and take advantage of their misfortune to cheat them of their luck. If I continue to cheat and drag out the things in the tomb, it will be ridiculous if the whole thing collapses.”

At this time, he chose to directly forge the core of the [Book of History of Years].

There was a crash.

He took out the fragment of the square tripod.

I started to learn how to recast the square tripod, but I didn't expect that the casting process of this square tripod is quite expensive.
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1000 million luck points.

boom!
A pitch-black soul fire began to burn.

He quickly melted the fragments and threw all kinds of rare treasures that he had just looted from various ancient tombs into them.

clang clang clang!

Ning Zheng's Dharma fist turned into an iron hammer and struck again and again.

After all, it is just a repair, not a recast step by step from scratch, so it doesn't take too much time.

The young blacksmiths were also frightened.

"What is the owner doing?"

"do not know."

They were baffled.

Ning Zheng was forging while casting luck value into it.

3 million luck points, ready to put them all in.

Take it from the people, use it for the people.

At the same time, this is a divine artifact of luck. If the luck value is not enough, it cannot suppress the imperial tomb at all!
The more luck you have, the greater the power of suppression!
Moreover, although these 3 million luck points seemed to be thrown away, they were actually spent on oneself. This magic weapon was his eternal embers, and it was just a matter of transferring from one hand to the other!
Ning Zheng even felt that this amount of luck was not enough.

"After all, it is the prototype of the Eternal Artifact. It will grow slowly. In the early stage, it will be enough to barely suppress the existence in the tomb."

Dangdang Dangdang!
Ning Zheng kept tapping.

Xinyi Baishan and others were also surprised.

"Are you going to recast the core?"

"But why don't you discuss it with us?"

"Let us take a look and study it. We can also provide some suggestions."

Ning Zheng still ignored it.

What we want is something sudden and unexpected, catching everyone in the tomb off guard.

As he hammered, he looked at the luck value, and a luck gambling table appeared in the dark. [The luck value required to keep the soul body and turbid air, and half-awaken after death. ]

A message emerged:
[Half awakening requires a month of buffering time and costs 1000 million. ]

Ning Zheng frowned.

A dazzling half-awakened one that has not been reduced in price, the original price is 30.

I actually have more than thirty eyes? However, I also want to keep the soul consciousness turbidity, the soul body, in order to seek personal integrity, it does require a lot of luck.

At the same time, the price of Dazzling can be gradually reduced. Now, with repeated awakening stimulation, the semi-awakening threshold of Dazzling has dropped to more than 100,000.

But I don’t have time to wait for the price to drop, so I can only buy it at the original price.

A little bit at a loss!
Now, his prison produces 2.5 luck points a day.

900 million luck points per year.

In other words, it takes about a year to become semi-awakened.

Ning Zheng took a deep breath:
[The luck value required to keep the soul body and turbid air and fully awaken after death. 】

A message emerged:
[Fully awakened, 10 years of buffer time, cost billion]

Ning Zheng's eyes twitched. Is she so valuable?

The fastest it would take would be ten years, but to save up a full billion, I would have to wait about a hundred years.

In other words, I have to wait for a hundred years!

Originally, Ning Zheng wanted to see if he could steal 3 million luck points to fill his awakening, but now that the number 10 billion has popped up, he is too lazy to fill it, so it is better to just throw the 3 million into the square tripod.

But waiting a hundred years is too long. If Ning Zheng continues to develop and has other ways to make money, this process can be completely accelerated.

But during this awakening process, Ning Zheng wanted to fall asleep and spend it peacefully.

Because he didn't want to continue to control the Sword-Forging Villa as a ghost with logical flaws!
Everyone in the world wants to find the location of Xirong the Master Craftsman.

No matter how smart you are as a trickster, you still have logical flaws, and someone might find your loopholes and catch you in the real situation.

It would be ridiculous to be toyed with like Xin Xichen!

The safest way is to sleep, close Xirong Villa and go into seclusion.

Others sleep in their graves and will not grow stronger.

But Ning Zheng is different. He only needs to sleep in the tomb and continuously deduct the luck points he gains, 2.5 per day, and he will slowly awaken.

Waiting ten years or a hundred years actually makes no difference.

It's over in the blink of an eye.

But Ning Zheng's only concern was also answered.

[Both worlds are locked together by time anchors. Once they are temporarily separated, a hundred years on this side will only take one day on Earth.]

The last question is also solved.

The connection was cut off. I woke up after a hundred years of sleep, while only one day had passed for the little blacksmith.

"This way, we can be more decisive!" Ning Zheng's face flashed with determination.

With a crash, the giant holding a teleportation array in his hand, and Ning Zheng's real body quietly came over. Before anyone could react, she quickly fell into the square tripod.

Boom!

The fire is burning.

Using a "auspicious beast" as a sacrifice, the core of the emperor's tomb was recast. In just a moment of investment, it seemed as if some eternal artifact was completely born.

As the flames burned, a voice suddenly spoke:

"Come and fight for it. If you get this tripod, you can get the world!"

Even the huge ashes of Xirong took a step forward and resolutely merged into the burning square tripod.

The huge ember absorbed Ning Zheng's body, and the body and the ember merged into one, as if something terrible was born.

It was as if an eternal divine weapon that suppressed the destiny of the Nine Provinces had reappeared in the world.

The being in the imperial mausoleum also let out a sharp and incredible roar, saying: "He is crazy! He will use his life to rebuild the heart of the [Book of Time]!"

"How is it possible! How could someone be able to do this?"

"Eternal. Divine Weapon!"

"Hahaha! As expected of the number one master craftsman in Jiuzhou, the strongest casting force, the mysterious owner of Xirong Manor, he actually sacrificed his life for justice!! Now, this core is no longer afraid of being damaged!"

Countless beings showed greed on their faces and instantly stretched out their hands, wanting to fight for the newly born core.

"Take action quickly!"

"With this treasure, I can close the entire tomb and suppress the immortals in the tomb, trapping them inside. Only I can be the emperor outside!"

In an instant, the beings in the ancient tombs attacked at the same time, and the sky shook.

Everything has changed!
They no longer needed to fight or scheme. As long as they could gain control of this core, they would be able to control the entire [Book of History] and lock all the ancient saints in the other tombs inside.

The decisive battle among the ancient saints will take place today!

One after another terrifying figures burst out with high-temperature flames and turned into meteors that shot out.

They quickly collided with each other, becoming a ball of light with millions of degrees that lit up in the sky, and all kinds of light raged above the capital.

Countless saints took action, and it looked like a hundred thousand red suns lit up in the sky.

“The owner of Xirong Manor has died and sacrificed his body to repair the imperial tomb. He has turned into the new heirloom square tripod. In the future mythological era, whoever obtains this artifact will be able to rule the world!” At the back of the nursery, an old man who was painting had a complicated look on his face as he frantically painted a mythological mural.

The black sky was split by a huge bolt of lightning.

The scene of Xirong mending the square tripod with his own body and countless ancient saints jumping up to scramble for it was solidified into a mural in human history and remains an eternal legend tens of millions of years later.

(End of this chapter)