These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 469-Awakening
Sword Making Villa.

At the bottom of the deep sea, black mud has formed a thick protective shield.

The coastline of the continent is stretched to an extremely long length, making the hidden location of the villa extremely difficult to find, and 99% of the land is uninhabited, let alone the sea.

Except for the occasional large schools of fish passing by, almost no one passes by this place.

Number one Jiucai Rong is still the shopkeeper of a shop, but number two Jiucai Rong Youjin has already appeared in the villa and has been busy with official duties for some time.

"This is today's mission."

Yujin Jiucairong posted a task bar, asking everyone to continue moving bricks and forging iron.

Almost all blacksmiths in the villa have Ember clones, and they continue to repeat their previous work.

And in the black sky covered with silt, a sun is shining brightly, rising and setting in an endless cycle.

Wow.

After finishing a day's work, Yujin Su Yu Niang returned to the house at the foot of the mountain and saw Ning Jiao Jiao fishing at the well.

This time we are fishing for real sea fish.

"Haven't you woken up yet?" Su Yu Niang asked.

"Brother said he wanted to sleep, and then he lay down." Ning Jiaojiao didn't react at all and was still very lively.

Ning Zheng is now sleeping in the villa.

A qualified Eternal Ashes weapon must be forged with body + ashes.

Ning Zheng's body was put into the square tripod as material, but the ashes Ning Zheng put in were nothing more than the ashes clone of the giant.

The ashes and foul air of his body are still in the villa.

In short, he just lost his physical body, and his complete soul was sleeping here, waiting to wake up.

The moment he woke up, he transformed into a ghost king, grew a physical body, completed his immortal foundation, and stepped into the door of the dual spiritual root cycle.

"Forget it, let's go fishing!"

As a ghost with rigid logic and quite heartless, Su Yu Niang quickly called Ning Jiao Jiao to start fishing.

The trick of inherent logic repeats itself in life day after day, without fatigue or age.

Beijing.

The reconstruction of the imperial palace is in full swing.

Although the palace has always suffered many disasters, it is still very simple to rebuild it.

Even after more than half a month, some of Xin Xichen's weaker confidants who were killed when the capital went crazy have been resurrected as earth-binding spirits to help govern the capital.

Although the capital was in great turmoil, there were still some people who managed to survive and hide on the edge, such as Princess Xin'e, who survived.

This battle was a dream for her.

Having been transformed into an ape and now back into a human again, she has become more aware of her own weakness.

Deep inside the imperial mausoleum in the capital.

Xin Xichen regained control of the square tripod and entered the imperial mausoleum.

He controlled the core, and was not only able to suppress their ancient imperial tombs, but also to enter and exit at will.

【Between Scarlet and Scarlet】

Xin Xichen quietly looked at this unprecedented super tomb. The streets were prosperous and the population was large. The cities seemed to form a small Kyushu.

Because the Jiusui era is special.

A ground vein has been established here, and all the ashes of Kyushu that were sucked away by the red sun over the past 150 years will come here.

"It's even a small Kyushu."

Xin Xichen said secretly.

He came to an inconspicuous street and saw a painter painting on the street.

The painter looked up at Xin Xichen, then continued to paint with a pen in his hand, and said calmly, "Here it comes."

"Yes, I'm coming."

Xin Xichen has always wanted to find time to come to the ancient tomb to see Jiusui, but unfortunately he never had the time.

Jiusui was once the shadow of an era.

Countless people are terrified and afraid of him, and it has become their lifelong obsession!
For some losers who died in the Jiusui era, the conditions for their awakening were to outlast or defeat the Jiusui Saint.

But after hearing the news of Saint Jiusui's death, why didn't the ancient beings in these tombs awaken? ?
Because any rumors may be rumors. You have to see with your own eyes that he is dead, or even defeat him, before you can awaken!

These are all difficult to do.

But now, Xin Xichen is here.

Others were afraid to see Jiusui because they would die if they saw him, but Xin Xichen was not afraid because the throne was given to him by Jiusui and he knew that the other party would not kill him.

Wow!

The moment he saw Jiusui, Xin Xichen suddenly reached out and grabbed it.

Jiusui wiped the canvas, and Xin Xichen's terrifying attack instantly disappeared into thin air.

But at the moment of his move, Xin Xichen felt a trace of his breath leaking out.

Dead air.

"You are indeed dead." Xin Xichen said.

But in Jiusui's eyes, the words "You are dead" were blocked garbled text and were automatically ignored.

"Very good, you are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The face of the Nine-scented Saint was filled with a pure smile, and his eyes were full of calmness. "It looks like you haven't had a good time these days."

Xin Xichen hesitated to speak, and finally said: "I'm sorry. My final victory was actually due to the help of the number one master craftsman in Jiuzhou, who paved the way for me."

There are no eternal enemies in the world, only eternal interests.

The reason why Saint Jiusui overthrew him was because of their different camps. The two sides were mortal enemies.

But after the death of Saint Jiusui, the throne was returned to him, which was undoubtedly a gift.

However, I frequently encounter secret moves and calculations by various people, and I feel unworthy of the era that they have given me.

"I chose you because your spiritual roots are the most suitable. After considering all aspects, you are the only one who can be chosen."

Jiusui glanced at him and said, "After all, you are a dead person, and your awakened obsession can be manipulated. I will make you the Ghost King."

"You are the dead one, I am still alive!!"

Xin Xichen sneered, feeling extremely touched in his heart.

It is unimaginable that an existence that was once so powerful that it made people despair has now been ravaged by time to this extent.

Time is like a knife that cuts down the genius.

No one can escape the passage of time.

"You are the dead one!" Jiusui smiled and shook his head. "You are the dead one." The last saint sneered.

These two dead men, the two most powerful saints in Jiuzhou, were actually being stubborn like little kids.

They keep arguing about who dies and you dies. If this gets out, it will definitely shock the whole world.

As the two of them argued, they couldn't help laughing.

"But you still have to be careful."

Jiusui suddenly said gently: "Those ancient remnants of the imperial mausoleum were all subdued. But they did go out after all and were exposed to a lot of new knowledge."

"After they have digested it by various means, the combat power of each of them will increase by more than ten times. Even if you hold the core, it will be difficult for you to sit in the imperial mausoleum and block the entrance."

Xin Xichen certainly knew this.

After all, they escaped once and are not as primitive and easy to bully as before.

But he was not afraid and said with a smile:
"Why would I be afraid of a bunch of dead people? I have already researched the immortal path. With this path, I will soon complete my immortal path foundation and enter the immortal spiritual root. I will become the first emperor in human history and even surpass you."

Jiusui didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and whispered, "How can a dead person like you break free from the shackles and achieve immortal spiritual roots? Dead people don't have such great growth potential."

The last saint of Xin Dynasty sighed: "You are a dead man, of course you can't tell that I am still alive. I will not argue with you. When I open my immortal roots and achieve the supreme feat, I will come to see you again, and you will know who is dead."

"However, even if you have achieved immortal spiritual roots, with solid evidence before your eyes, your logical cognition will instinctively ignore the evidence that proves you are dead."

Xin Xichen felt extremely sad.

The man who was once the number one person in Jiuzhou has fallen to this end.

The logic is unclear and the cognition is unclear.

A sense of superiority emerged in his heart, making Xin Xichen sigh at the horror of time and kill everyone.

"That's all."

Jiusui suddenly paused: "Come on, let's have a fight."

"it is good!"

Xin Xichen suddenly flew into the sky, "Let me show you my true strength."

Jiusui also flew high into the sky.

With a loud crash, two auras suddenly burst out.

After a very long time, the two people in the sky finally decided the winner.

Jiusui fell down and Xin Xichen won.

"Why are you letting me?"

Xin Xichen stared at the scene in a daze.

Jiusui was letting him go, clearly seeking death on purpose.

Available in the next second.

A huge breath suddenly burst out.

Xin Xichen completely awakened, and three black flowers grew on his head.

The blooming black jade and glass flowers are bright and full, elegant and luxurious, carrying an extremely noble aura.

"I see."

"Because if I kill you, I will awaken! You are my obsession."

He came to his senses. "I'm already dead. And you're dead too. We're two dead people arguing here."

When the missing logic was completely completed, he finally understood why Jiusui did what she did.

Jiusui knew better than anyone that he was the obsession that countless people had awakened. As long as he let someone kill him once, the other person would awaken.

But he chose to die at Xin Xichen's hands.

Just like what I said just now: The reason why I chose you is because you are the most suitable one and can even help you awaken.

Saint Jiusui doesn't know whether he is dead or alive.

But does that matter?
I am alive and will soon die, so what if I give him my life and help him fulfill his obsession?
If you are dead, then you are an earthbound spirit. If you are resurrected after a period of time, you will not lose anything.

This was his plan during his lifetime.

No matter what, he would use his own life to pave the way for Xin Xichen.

It was the only thing he could do.

"You obviously have many backup plans, but..."

Xin Xichen was silent, "You are the best in the world, as proud and strong as you are, but now in your old age, you choose..."

When the core square tripod came out, Saint Jiusui could have also tried to grab it, but he didn't.

Because he had already prepared for death and was not planning to return to the world, what was there to steal?
Everything is to pave the way for him, the last saint!

With all his back-up plans, Xin Xichen will become an awakened strange saint in Jiuzhou and completely suppress the era. After that, there is a high probability that a new era of prosperity and peace will be ushered in.

“So this is all your layout.”

Xin Xichen stretched out his hand, and black flames rose up, burning the Nine-Spiked Saint. A large amount of information and books instantly flooded into his mind.

This is a gift from the Saint of Nine Spikes.

He turned and left, his face filled with a hint of heaviness and burden.

He suddenly felt a little lonely. After awakening and returning to his teenage years, he should have been full of energy and vigor, but this feeling of loneliness and desolation became stronger and stronger.

Some died, some left, all the heroes in the world were paving the way for him, a loser, and pushing him onto the throne step by step.

Not for the world, not because he is powerful, but simply because he is suitable.

"Now, I have fully awakened and become the Ghost King. Rebuilding my foundation also means that I can plant a second spiritual root and realize the cycle of yin and yang."

"I will be the first being in human history to possess the foundation of immortal spirit roots!"

“The first person of the era in the true sense.”

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself back in the palace of [Xinjian]. He was surrounded by historical murals depicting either joy or anger. He stared blankly at the vicissitudes of time.

He slowly bent down, put on the Xinchao crown again, put on the golden imperial robe surrounded by fire, and sat quietly on the throne.

Suddenly, a young man sneaked into the palace quietly.

Ghost score.

He took off his black cloak and looked at the emperor who was high above him with a smile on his face.

"You are here, after reaching the top. Now that the world is at peace, it's time to settle some things. Do you know that you can't escape?" Xin Xichen looked at him, "Xin Shenghua, who are you? I don't remember any remnants of the royal bloodline."

The mastermind behind this, who was rumored to be the last prince of the Saint, finally spoke:

"I am you."

(End of this chapter)