These players are more cunning than cunning

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Nursery, Beijing.

In the Xin Dynasty royal family, the newly established [Fei Jianzhi] seemed to be no different from the previous one.

The walls are still covered with magnificent ancient historical murals, depicting the scenes of various historical dynasties.

But in fact, these are all fakes, as if pretending that my ancestral tomb has not been robbed, trying to cover up the truth.

On the throne, Xin Xichen's true body felt the self-explosion of the Dharma image, and his expression became increasingly gloomy.

Xin Xichen took a deep breath, "Good! Good! Good! These old guys from ancient times are actually born evil businessmen. They took so much from me. This first generation monarch of ancient times is really extraordinary!"

Miss Dao Yue smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I have heard that the essence of anger is not anger at the enemy's strength, but often anger at one's own incompetence. The essence of all anger is impotent rage."

Xin Xichen glanced at Dao Yue and said, "It seems that you are becoming more and more agile. Are you going to fully awaken?"

"Probably?" Miss Dao Yue looked thoughtful.

Xin Xichen was just angry. He has always been a rational person:
"Those ancient demon gods are indeed quite capable. They use unknown magical powers to see through the essence of things. This time, in a competition that was fought in secret, I indeed lost."

"If you don't have the ability, I won't be dissatisfied. I can just surpass you later."

He paused, thinking:

"The three of us fought so hard, but the fruits of our victory were taken away. We are really angry! But the other side can only take a part of it. The truly precious thing is the ashes of the ancient Changsheng Emperor."

The more they fight, the more they understand the endless potential of the masterminds behind the Changsheng Dynasty.

Fortunately, they were dug out from their ancestral graves and beaten when they were at their weakest, otherwise, when they grew up, they would be enemies no weaker than those of the original demon gods.

And now, those Immortal Emperors were beaten to the brink of death by them, sealed up, and hidden in a secret place.

An imperial tomb is so huge that the other party will definitely not be able to find it.

Just wait for them to find a time and take it back later, and the things will still be yours.

"What if the other party is lucky?" asked Miss Dao Yue.

"It's a one in ten thousand chance that you're lucky. You pass by that place by chance, you open the seal by chance, you get the sealed box by chance, and you find the means to unlock it by chance."

Xin Xichen smiled and said, "If it is the auspicious beast from the past, then this is also possible."

"But now, he has been resurrected after his death, and his auspiciousness has turned into bad luck. It is absolutely impossible to find him."

"So, we have only lost half the battle."

Ning Zheng, who was very lucky, found that her luck might be a little bad.

[Emperor Changsheng's hiding place: Find the location and decipher it, 2 million luck points. ]

OK OK.

Xin Xichen's wave of sealing and encryption truly fully demonstrated his level and skills.

Ning Zheng's mouth twitched when she saw this luck value. How many times has it been encrypted? It really guards against even upright gentlemen.

But if you think about it carefully, it took hundreds of millions of luck points to decipher the encryption of the human god.

Xin Xichen's level certainly cannot be lower than that of the human god who is behind the version.

and.

Things that are within one’s state of mind are basically worth tens of millions.

Things that can reach my level basically cost hundreds of millions, so this decryption is in line with normal consumption standards.

But this also made Ning Zheng, who thought she was very rich, realize that she might be a little poor:

"In the future, the resources, magical powers, and spells of Huawu Realm will cost hundreds of millions."

"If I develop honestly, with 180 million luck points a day, it will take me a year to get hundreds of millions of luck points. This is too slow."

This made Ning Zheng, who broke through one realm every week, very uncomfortable.

Of course.

If anyone knew what Ning Zheng was thinking, they would slap him to death.

That is the state of transformation for me.

There are only a few people who can reach the state of transformation in one era.

Even though a new era has exploded and the realm of self-transformation is everywhere, these realms of self-transformation are accumulated by the older generation.

Zhao Zai, Xin Xi Chen, Fenghuang Yi, Nine-headed Dragon Emperor. Which one was not accumulated in the past?
It is undeniable that the era of immortal roots has exploded and the speed of cultivation has skyrocketed, but it has only lasted for a hundred years.

The new generation of 100-year-olds are only at the second phase realm, and they are still far away. And Jian Xin, Jiao Wuyu, Li Youzhu, Xu Huan and others who inherited the old era are only at the first state of mind.

Therefore, it may take tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years for others to break through a small realm.
Ning Zheng earns hundreds of millions of luck points a year, and can break through a small realm in a year, or comprehend the corresponding magical power. It's simply a windfall, and the speed of development is astonishing.

Even if you just rely on the basic daily income and give up everything, it will only take you ten years to complete the entire transformation realm. If you tell others about it, the whole world will be scared to death.

But he is still not satisfied.

At this moment, Ning Zheng was thinking:
"Should we spend these two hundred million?"

"Jiuying is definitely worth these two hundred million. Two hundred million is just to exchange for a resource of the Transformation Realm, but now it is exchanged for a bunch of Immortal Emperors. It is undoubtedly a huge profit."

Ning Zheng naturally made a lot of money, but she felt that maybe it was not necessary to make the money now.

Because I spent these 200 million, I might be a little poor.

Now I have started tomb-robbing mode and attacked the imperial mausoleum. Everyone in the world is watching me. The potential danger is very great and something could happen at any time.

It is not safe to spend all your savings at this time. If something happens, you will be killed directly and you will not even have a chance to escape.

After much hesitation, he decided to play it safe: "Let's wait a little longer, save up some luck points, and then get the Nine Infants."

In a valley.

Bai Xingling came again and told his master about the process of this battle.

Bai Xingling also raised a question: "Master, didn't you say that the Great Emperor of Immortality was a fake identity you created on a whim to establish a dynasty?"

"I met the Great Emperor Changsheng, how come his embers are still alive?"

Bai Xingling was a little confused.

The master told him that the Changsheng Dynasty had a legacy left by his former alias and asked him to receive the inheritance.

As a result, there are so many variables.

Zhaozai and Fenghuangyi, two wicked old bastards, were staring at him and trying to steal his opportunities.

At the same time, he also saw with his own eyes the first generation of the Immortal Emperor, the baby emperor.

Although they only caught a glimpse of the Immortal Emperor, he was surrounded by a protective shield to prevent them from seeing the battle and conversation inside.

But Bai Xingling thought this was weird.

There are still the ashes of the Great Emperor Changsheng left there, so what is the current situation of Master?
"It's just a fake identity left in that place, another identical me." The painter smiled.

Bai Xingling hesitated to speak.

But the painter interrupted him: "I already know about this. Take this thing, it can replenish your immortal roots."

"Yes!" Bai Xingling's eyes lit up. He still had the old version of the natural spiritual roots, but his master actually had a special way to complete the immortal spiritual roots?
In this way, he can completely take advantage of the breakthrough of his immortal roots to impact the state of mind.

This is a huge opportunity.

So he didn't bother to think too much, took the treasure and left happily.

The painter ignored him and continued painting.

The picture shows seven babies with umbilical cords emerging from their mother's belly, and a fierce battle with Zhaozai, Fenghuang Yi, Xin Xichen and others.

Outside the protective shield, the God of Food, the Wusheng Whale, and Bai Xingling were watching.

Every figure in it is vivid, as if the painting is from another world.

He looked at Bai Xingling, who was standing in front of the protective shield in the painting with an angry look on his face, and pondered for a few seconds.

"This No. 139 Bai Xingling outside seems to be useless and cannot be the protagonist."

suddenly.

In the picture, Bai Xingling, whose ink had not yet dried, turned his head and met the painter's eyes.

"I'll find time to let you out."

"number 140."

A faint sigh echoed in the valley.

He took down the ink painting, stacked it on top of the paintings of powerful figures from different eras, and continued to paint a new painting as if nothing had happened.

(End of this chapter)