These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 490: Sacrifice as a ghost and become an immortal

Ning Zheng felt that this was a small miscalculation.

What he hates most is that after beating the younger one, the older one comes along.

This is the most disgusting routine in vernacular novels.

But the stories are often based on reality, and he obviously provoked a nest of rats.

"According to this routine, after attacking the mountain stronghold, the city families came, and after attacking their families in the city, they attracted higher-ups."

“It’s a bit annoying indeed.”

Ning Zheng wondered whether to retreat.

After all, he didn't want to fight for anything. There was no need to grab the shabby resources in this small place. His main goal was to hide his true identity.

But he thought about it and felt that it was unnecessary.

Now that we have provoked them, we might as well attack the supporting troops as well!

After the beating, they were tortured severely and asked about the level of their backers.

If he didn't have any powerful backers, even this local city would have been taken over by him!

If your backer is too strong and difficult to provoke, it's never too late to run away.

Just pretend to be a passing robber and rob all the families in the city, and no one else will be suspicious.

"As long as I act like a normal Sea Clan bandit."

Ning Zheng pondered silently in her heart.

Thinking of this, he was too lazy to pay too much attention. He glanced at the red building on the side of the road and strode in.

"Bandits and corrupt officials will be beaten together."

Ning Zheng recalled some sentences that the young blacksmith said during their conversation:
"We're here to do three things: fairness, fairness, and damn fairness."

The sea people prey on the weak.

This group of small sea creatures will bite anyone they see without fear of being suspected.

at this time.

The beautiful lady from the sea tribe beside him couldn't help but ask, "Guest, what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing." Ning Zheng smiled and looked at the furnishings in the entire room, which exuded a wild and ancient style.

It was as if the entire era was still in the ancient style of the Molten Dragon Age. After all the vicissitudes of life, the entire ocean has not changed.

This is actually true.

According to the other party's description, they only started using the setting of the local thousand cities in the last tens of thousands of years, and before that they still maintained the customs of the barbaric period of the Molten Dragon Age.

This made Ning Zheng laugh and cry, "The dragon race has learned from the human race, but it seems that they haven't learned anything."

This is too bad!
It seems that this is the natural character of the dragon race.

Each of them is born strong, has a long life span, likes treasure, and is lustful. Corresponding to this is the bad character.

He doesn't care about the people under his command.

Just like some rich second-generations, they are born at the top of the world and can win just by lying down, so why should they work hard?
This caused chaos among the sea people under his command.

I tried to learn from the diligent Saint Jiusui, but I only learned an empty shell.

It is a small number of dragons who are working hard to change.

But because of this, when Ning Zheng entered this sea area, she felt like she had entered an ancient tomb from the Molten Dragon Period tens of millions of years ago.

Of course, you can also better understand the local customs and practices.

Just like in front of you.

The sea beauty took out some vases and ornaments from the Molten Dragon Era.

Many of the special ironware have not been rusted and are still smooth and round, with delicate dragon scale patterns painted on them.

Ning Zheng took a look and felt that these old items were of exquisite craftsmanship and had great collection value.

Unfortunately, there has never been a hobby in this world for collecting antiques. They collect more advanced antiques: ancient ancestors.

Having many antiques in the house is like having a treasure.

Ning Zheng asked around and actually found out some interesting things.

The sea tribe beauty said, "It is said that before the Melting Dragon Age, there were many murals during the Sacrifice Age. They are even said to record the origin of the first ghost in the world. He was sacrificed as a ghost and became an immortal."

Ning Zheng showed some surprise, "Sacrificed as a ghost?"

"Yeah." The sea tribe's courtesan smiled.

"In fact, the general speculation about the origin of this is that in ancient times, the natural power of heaven and earth was too terrifying. People were afraid of thunder, lightning, and rainstorms, and thought that the gods were angry, so they sacrificed some live animals. As a result, there were too many sacrifices, and strange things happened."

Ning Zheng thought this was quite reasonable.

Send the creature to the altar, sacrifice it, and suddenly it will be resurrected!

The natives of that period would certainly think that a god had descended to earth, and they would worship the ghost as a sacred being.

This probably means to sacrifice oneself as a ghost and become an immortal?
In the ancient barbaric period, the first batch of immortals in the world were actually the first batch of ghosts born in the tribes who were sent to the altar for sacrifice.

But the sea tribe courtesan said: "But now, this theory may have been overturned."

"The scholars in the sea tribe saw the puppetry of the gods, and the common people were puppets. Many people said that the sacrifice was actually a thread sacrifice, because the murals of the sacrifice were all densely packed with threads, which seemed to have a very noble status."

Ning Zheng was stunned.

The thread sacrifice is a ghost, and it can become an immortal?
Ning Zheng couldn't understand it just because one word was changed. The meaning of the entire history changed completely and she couldn't guess the story behind it.

The ancient ape era of humans and gods was separated from the initial era by two periods. How could his line have run so far away?

It doesn’t fit the times!
But it seems that this is always the case with archaeology, the timeline is often confused.

Some things you think appeared later actually appeared in early civilizations.

“Is it related to the human god?”

Ning Zheng thought to herself, "It seems that the magical power of the human god has a big secret. The thread seems to run through the entire history? It has become the other half of my magical power. I am looking forward to it even more."

The Age of Molten Dragons.

Rongtianji.

In fact, both eras have the meaning of wool.

Ning Zheng witnessed the birth of the first generation of dragons, the dragon ancestors.

Jiao Wuyu used thread to sew his limbs together, and after awakening, he became the Ancestral Dragon.

The essence is also a line, even the core of the dragon race is a line! !

Sewing all beasts into dragons!
But human gods clearly appeared later than the dragon clan.

"The thread runs through ancient times. It seems that I have obtained something extraordinary." Ning Zheng sighed, "The people in our villa, the descendants of gods, all have big secrets."

He felt that he could speed up the progress of his human-god superior spiritual roots and transform them into heavenly spiritual roots as soon as possible.

Sword Making Villa.

Wow!
Bubbles gather one by one.

After Ning Zheng turned into the Ghost King, his ember bubbles became more real.

It is even impossible to tell whether it is a bubble formed from the embers or a real monster.

"kill!!"

boom!
After a few fights, he was crushed instantly.

Now the giant embers in the villa are divided into three small embers. With the help of the sun and the moon, they instantly flattened several Sanyuan realm monks.

The main fighting force is still the sun and the moon.

Those three embers of the Three Yuan Realm are there to provide cover.

They didn't dare to take action, because if they did, Wusheng's mumbling would be too strong and easily discovered.

"They are all trash." Riyue Su Yu Niang clapped her hands, stepping on the corpse of a bone demon leader, full of pride.

"But why doesn't this little boss say his entrance lines?"

"We were all waiting for him to say his lines, but he didn't say them himself, so you blame us?"

"That's right, they attacked us right away."

"He could have acted less like a passerby, but he chose to take direct action."

"Now both of us are embarrassed and have lost our sense of experience."

The corpse of the commander under his feet is innocent. If he can be resurrected, he will be cursed at least.

Only a monk with a mental problem would strike poses and communicate while speaking lines, and he would definitely use sneak attacks if possible.

Sun and Moon Su Yu Niang is still very strong.

The Dharma images in the second phase realm were all slapped in the face by him.

A few small monsters in the Three Yuan Realm and the living elders were defeated by her in just a few moves.

She didn't make any more moves next.

He looked at the hundreds of bone demon boys in the distance, charging forward madly.

Archer, Shieldman, Swordsman
It looks quite professional!
The two hundred budding blacksmiths were also very excited.

"Come on!"

They screamed and rushed up with sticks and stones.

On the top of the mountain stronghold, several small leaders looked a little nervous.

Why are these mixed-bloods who seem to be of the same race so crazy? Are they pushing forward without regard for their lives? Why are they killing each other?

“Don’t be nervous!!”

"Our great commander, and even the ancestors of the Three Yuan Realm, will definitely win."

Some people were trying to boost morale, but they didn't know that it had been instantly destroyed.

the other side.

On the rear battlefield.

"This batch of newcomers looks pretty good." Ye Kuangxiu looked at the scene, "Their mental quality is not bad."

"It's OK. Most importantly, there's no blood. It's just bones."

Yan Shuangying said: "They are all bone monsters, with very little blood, which seems to be transparent. They are really the same type of scavengers."

As they talked, they walked forward in the tribe, stepping on the fish bones all over the ground.

The ground was full of wailing fish-headed soldiers, who were constantly being killed by them.

The entire underwater village is in primitive tribal style, with various totems and a gate made of piles of bones, which seems to be some kind of ritual.

It really has the barbaric style of the Molten Dragon Age.

It can be seen that the dragon clan is very nostalgic, and the entire ocean is still missing their most glorious period of dragon rule.

This copy is full of details, and you can tell at a glance that it was made with great care.

"Are we being a bit cruel?" asked a new blacksmith after he killed a soldier.

"cruel?"

Yan Shuangying was speechless. "Do you see the fish bones and fish bones everywhere? From our perspective, these are human bones everywhere. This is a cannibal tribe."

When the newbie heard this, he thought it made sense.

They actually eat their own kind!
It feels a bit perverted.

Then he continued to scream and rush forward, advancing the front line.

Looking at the battlefield, it seems like it will soon be pushed to the top of the mountain.

"If they don't eat fish, what do they eat?" Aunt Xian came over as a field doctor and occasionally treated the injured little blacksmiths.

Yan Shuangying: “.”

This seems to be a question worth thinking about.

There are all kinds of fish here.

If it were humans, wouldn't it be that apes, humans, subhumans, ancient apes, and all kinds of human races would eat each other?

The more I think about it, the more something feels wrong!
The worldview of this sea tribe is somewhat different from that of humans.

Yan Shuangying quickly shook his head and stopped thinking, "Brothers, keep charging! Kill these cannibalistic monsters!!~"

They attacked all the way up.

The bandits in several defensive strongholds on the mountain became even more panicked. Isn't it normal for the big fish to eat the small fish?

"They are of the same race as us, so they are the ones killing each other, right?!"

"How about we run?"

"Yeah, why hasn't the commander-in-chief come back yet?"

bump!
"Open the door and check the water meter!"

The door was suddenly smashed open.

A few little blacksmiths, babbling, rushed forward like crazy.

“Ah!!!” Screams continued to be heard.

"Jie Jie!!"

In a short while, the entire tribe was basically destroyed.

Ten minutes later, Ye Kuangxiu looked at the end of the battle report, "It looked like a crushing war, with more than 300 blacksmiths dead. Not bad!"

Anyway, it's just a newly registered low-level sea character and is not very valuable.

They began to make the final kill.

But before long, several people immediately reported: reinforcements had arrived from the neighboring city.

"How to do?"

"Here he comes at this time, obviously he is an insider in the city! He is here to help!"

"Hit him?"

"beat!"

Almost in an instant, everyone made the decision.

Xia Daning, it's a different species of lobster.

As the leader of an army in Yujiu City, his magical power is that he can listen to the ripples of water through his ears and perceive images and sounds from far away.

At this time, this shrimp-headed general led a group of troops and strode up the mountain.

He was somewhat relieved:
"This time, my ability has been of great use again!"

If he hadn't been good at using the vibration of water to provide feedback on the image, he would have seen the information in advance.

The murderer is another group of bone monsters. I am afraid that they will be ambushed by those bone monsters, pretending to be the original bone monster bandits in the village, and be attacked by these guys!

However, after escaping this disaster, he took a look at the corpses on the ground and his heart sank.

Where did this group of bone monsters come from?

Three Three Yuan Realm ancestors and two Three Yuan powerhouses were destroyed so quickly. He felt a chill in his heart and had already begun to think of retreating.

Maybe I am not here to provide support, but to die.

These murderers occupied the homes of their victims and pretended to be the owners, so they could easily take advantage of the situation and leave.

He showed a trace of kindness, looked at the bone demon boy on the mountain, clasped his fists towards the mountain and said: "Are you having an internal conflict among your clan?"

Cultivation is not about fighting and killing.

It's about lining one's own pockets and it's about worldly relations.

As a smart demon, he is different from other reckless men and has brains.

I pretended not to see you.

After all, I don’t have the ability to listen, and I really don’t know that you are fake.

Harmony brings wealth.

The crowd immediately whispered:
“He has lines.”

"Finally, someone with lines."

"Yes."

A bone demon boy trembled, showing a cowardly and innocent look as he crawled over: "Yes! Sir, we are in a family conflict, but we will still pay tribute."

"That's very good." General Xiatou said, "You can deal with the body first. The monthly tribute will continue as usual next month."

They acted well.

If I hadn't known in advance that they were the real murderers, I would have been fooled.

"Please rest assured, sir." Several young blacksmiths said hurriedly with a flattering look on their faces.

General Xiatou nodded and said, "After I leave, let the main force in the city come. Harmony brings wealth."

At that time, whether you fight back or run away, this general will not be held accountable. You can act as angry as if you have been deceived by the thieves' evil scheme!
At least it can save us from fighting now.

After all, even though he is very greedy, he doesn't want to risk his life.

Although this Bone Demon Village is also the black glove in their city, they have long been displeased with it.

But as he listened to the distant sound, his face gradually turned red.

"Does he have any more lines to say?"

"I don't know."

"Wait for him to say something else. After the boss finished his lines to deceive us, the fight started."

"That's right, let's make up for the lines of the Bone Demon Leader just now. It turns out that the boss's lines are all in this one."

"Send a few more newbies who are good at acting, and go up to act like fawning lackeys."

"Indeed, we are all going to act in the future, and now is a good time to practice our acting skills."

Eavesdropping on the whispers in the distance, General Shrimp Head fell silent.

He felt that there was a sense of madness in the conversation between these people, which made him inexplicably creepy.

"Wow wow wow."

Several blacksmiths knelt on the ground, hugged his thighs, and cried and snotted. "Sir, sir, we just had an internal conflict and suffered a great loss. I don't think we can afford the tribute for next month."

"Sir, please," a blacksmith cried. "We will actively rob and exploit the people in the city from now on."

General Shrimp Head fell silent again. He got goosebumps all over his body and felt a chill all over his body.

He pretended to be calm and said, "Everyone, I will report the internal strife in your family truthfully. I will take my leave now!"

He turned around and wanted to leave, but saw several little bone demon boys rushing towards him, revealing crazy, excited and bloodthirsty smiles:
"Hahahaha! Hahaha! Hahahaha!!! The boss has finally finished his lines!!"

"Start the fight!"

(End of this chapter)