These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 944 Blacksmith: If we release the Embers virus, will they be resurrected?
In fact, Ning Zheng controlled a Dharma image, secretly became invisible, followed behind the blacksmith, walked on the corridor, and kept watching the contents on the murals.

I never thought the position of Immortal Lord would be so terrifying.

A qualitative change at each level.

The immortal began to practice the Yin-Yang and Five Elements principles in himself.

True Immortal, began to practice the field of laws.

And when one reaches the level of Immortal Lord, he can almost become the spokesperson of this law?
This ancient immortal of space could actually become the lord of space, and all the spatial dimensions of the world were under his jurisdiction?
What a vast and majestic mythological era this is!
The universe is vast and the great way is incomplete.

That was an era when gods controlled the laws of heaven and earth.

Every top existence has astonishing power far beyond what we have today. However, with the improvement of the times and the reinforcement of the barriers between heaven and earth, the power of the ancient immortals has gradually disappeared.

According to Ning Zheng's guess.

It should be that in ancient times, the world was a paper house, fragile and easily breakable, so the immortals had greater power.

As the avenue of the times becomes more complete, the paper house becomes an iron house, and the laws of the world become solidified. So, the ancient methods of practice of the immortals are no longer effective?

"This is just my little guess."

Ning Zheng pondered:
"According to the description on the mural, the modern Immortal Venerable is definitely not as strong as the ancient Immortal Venerable. It's not a matter of talent, but the environment of the times has changed."

"But it may not be worse. The immortals in the past all cultivated a single attribute, but now everyone cultivates multiple attributes. With multiple attributes added together, the combat power may not be worse than that of the ancients?"

"But without actual combat, you have no right to speak."

"If we don't fight, you won't know how big the gap is between our level 2 magical powers and level 1 magical powers in terms of life, time, and space."

Ning Zheng feels that as long as history does not break down for some reason, civilization will only become stronger and stronger with the development of the times.

There is no such saying that the older the method, the more powerful it is.

Of course.

This is just Ning Zheng's personal opinion.

He came to this conclusion based on his own experience.

It is not clear whether other people's ancient mythological civilizations follow the laws of development of traditional history.

As he walked along, he suddenly saw the blacksmiths who were helping to explore the way ahead. They started to tamper with the history of the murals and recognize their father.
My whole body is numb.

Aren’t you afraid that someone will hack you to death?
No, of course you are not afraid of death.

It was them who attacked and hacked me, the owner of Xirong Manor, to death.

But Ning Zheng thought about it carefully and felt relieved:
"I have already dug up his ancestral grave. If they could chop me, they would have chopped me down long ago. It looks like he is definitely dead."

“No matter how great and invincible the ancient myths are, they will eventually fall in the long river of civilization history.”

Thinking of this, Ning Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, "But, the lost civilization in prehistoric times was really a vast period of time that people look forward to."

He couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Perhaps one day in the future, I will disappear into the distant future like those brilliant ancient civilizations, for future generations to admire? Can I only be remembered in history?

Immortality.

How rare.

Watching the ancient history and the succession of great civilizations is such a wonderful experience. Every time I watch it, I feel so insignificant.

"The blacksmiths are so extravagant nowadays. If they want to modify the murals and claim to be the descendants of that person, it will be too easy to be exposed."

Ning Zheng shook her head, thinking that they were too arrogant.

He couldn't help but think:
"It would be better to call the Taoist civilization the collateral descendants of that immortal. As a clan of grave keepers, it would be less likely to be exposed."

He felt that he had to warn the blacksmiths not to be so wasteful.

Be less boastful and don't pretend to be fat all at once, as this will easily make people realize that you are just bloated.

Next, the blacksmiths continued to record the Taoist ancestral civilization, looking at the murals one by one.

The Kong Clan is in charge of the travel through spatial dimensions and controls the spatial order. They have turned the world into spatial bubbles and created what later generations called the heavens and myriad worlds.

The murals are full of their heroic deeds.

Their civilization claimed to be the dominant civilization and the successor civilization. They maintained the worlds under their rule and were the giants of the fairy world of that era.

Behind the mural, the majestic figures of the Immortal Lord of Time and the Immortal Lord of Life seemed to appear.

However, the figures of the other two immortals on the mural became blurry.
It seems that even the mural craftsmen of that era could not remember these beings and did not dare to depict their majestic figures in detail.

And I don’t know why.

Finally, the murals seem to record that a great war broke out.

When I reached the last mural, I could only see that space figure sighing:

"If we lose this battle, you and I will never be able to become a true saint."

At the end of the scroll, the sky is falling and the earth is collapsing.

A terrifying, ancient, and oppressive atmosphere swept across the entire world, as if an eternal era had ended.

Endless years of vicissitudes are passing by, as if experiencing floods, droughts, and countless changes in the world in the blink of an eye.

The rhythm of the vast avenue of destruction and the mural of the final battle crazily penetrated into the minds of the blacksmiths, causing them to suffer mental collapse and their heads to explode in an instant.

The blacksmiths died one after another and were resurrected in the main tomb hall.

"Fuck!"

"What is this, a mental shock?"

"How terrible."

The blacksmiths were screaming.

far away.

Ning Zheng saw this scene from more than ten meters away, stopped, and protected the blacksmith of the death squad who was walking in front of the mural.
"Sure enough, there is another great horror ahead of this mural. Just one look at the mural of the decisive battle will cause one to die suddenly."

"This ancient tomb is indeed extraordinary. It belongs to one of the three great ancient masters. It is too dangerous."

He was going to turn back. He was just a human immortal of the tenth level, and he couldn't stand the torture of such a forbidden tomb.

After the blacksmiths had stepped through the pit in front, they came back to admire the historical relics.

After all, you can't risk yourself just to read ancient history, right?

Safety is the most important thing.

Even if now he is in the Dharmakāya state, he is controlling a Dharmakāya to come over.

This Dharma image is worth 100,000 top-grade immortal stones and has the combat power of an early stage celestial immortal. It is extremely precious and it would be a pity if it died.

Ning Zheng left decisively and went home to drink tea.

The blacksmiths also suffered heavy losses, and the first day ended with them exploring the murals in the ancient tomb.

That evening, the blacksmiths began to discuss the huge amount of information on today's murals, and they were all very enthusiastic.

[It's kind of cool. The present world was actually cut up one by one by this tomb owner? ]

[This is the real myth and legend, the creation of the world, dimension, space, time. These elements are the real supreme immortals, not those speechless nuclear bomb saints, who boasted to the sky, but ended up with nuclear bomb combat power. As a god, it is too outrageous to blow up a mountain. ]

[So cool, an ancient immortal master who has mastered the great power of the Dao, this is my favorite immortal game! ]

[Steal! Steal! Steal! Tomb of the Space Lord, here I come! ]

[Wulian Tianzun, I hope that the Immortal Master will bless me, so that I can rob the tomb safely tomorrow and have a good harvest. ]

[Does no one think our manor owner is awesome? What tomb did he rob? He entered the main tomb silently. This is a very powerful art of tomb robbing! I would like to call him the strongest tomb robbing manor owner!]

[Ha ha ha ha, our manor owner has a mysterious origin, and I guess the immortals of the Thirteen Giants Civilization will not be afraid of him. Let's be bolder in the future! With the manor owner's support, even the immortals dare to scold them. Let them come to our manor to move bricks and work, and let the sun shine on them! ]

[It seems that our villa will soon enter the thirteen immortal civilizations to carry bricks! ]

A group of people were chattering.

However, some people also analyzed the progress of tomb robbery tomorrow.

The next level, the mural headshot, is not difficult to conquer in the eyes of the blacksmiths.

They don't know how to break through the space, but they have experienced spiritual powers before, so of course they have ways to deal with it.

The next morning.

The blacksmiths logged into the dungeon [Tomb of the Space Immortal] and started their strategy journey again with great interest.

This time they didn't look at the mural, but put on special amulets of protection and tried to pass through it, but they were still shot in the head by the terrifying mural at the end.

All destroyed in an instant.

They discussed it again and felt that the mental shock was too strong and might have penetrated through the five senses.

So this time they directly blocked the entire person's consciousness, put on special eye masks, earmuffs, blocked the nose, and blocked the sense of touch.
As a blind man, the blacksmiths lined up along the way, holding a thin, straight iron rod, aiming in the right direction, and walked along the corridor.

Tapping.

They continued on their way.

As a blind man, he walked astray several times while holding the iron rod, accidentally touching the mural, which triggered the space snake-like monster lurking on the mural and killed them all.

After trying several times, they finally succeeded.

Walked to the other end of the tomb tunnel.

The God of Cookery was ecstatic, "It worked, it worked, it really blocked the external perception, the blind man walked, and didn't eat the mental shock on the mural."

Shao Chai Kun also feels a great sense of accomplishment, and solving a puzzle always brings joy.

"Don't worry." The God of Cookery asked the surrounding blacksmiths to calm down. "We will pull a rope along the steel pipe and make it straight. Then we will become blind and walk through this mural tunnel. It will be safe to follow the rope."

They were obviously prepared.

The rope was straightened and passed through the mural tunnel, which actually acted like a coordinate and completely solidified the unstable mural tunnel at both ends.

After they solved the problem, they couldn't help but look at the scene outside the tomb. It turned out to be a complicated maze with many connections and several routes.

There are also some zombies wearing golden armor patrolling.

"What is this thing?"

"Be careful."

"He has a patrol range and it seems he can't get close to the mural."

"Well, maybe they're afraid of damaging the murals?"

"What should we do now?"

“Who’s going to give it a try?”

"I guess we can't test it to any level. Our combat power is not high."

"Do you think this thing is alive or dead?"

"It looks like a living person, but it's actually a dead body?"

"What do you think? If we drop some ember virus on him, will he be completely turned into embers after being poisoned? Will he be resurrected to our era?"

Everyone turned around in shock to see who was seeking death.

As a result, I saw a lifeless whale with an innocent look on its face.

Wushengjing blinked and said awkwardly, "Hey, why are you looking at me? I just mentioned it casually. There are embers in tomb raiders in Jiuzhou. It's very uncomfortable to not have embers here."

Everyone: "."

Okay, okay, you're not used to it without the Crypt of Embers, right? You're worthy of being a Kyushu player!

You sound like you are a native of Kyushu and have robbed many ancient tombs of Kyushu embers? Are we still popular among new blacksmiths who log in and pretend to be natives of Kyushu?

"That makes sense." The God of Cookery was also very willing to die, and said, "How about going back and getting a can of the Original Ember Virus, the kind that has a 50% chance of producing embers, and throwing it here to try? We can live without dying, but we can't die without dying. Maybe this is a way to open the hidden mode of the dungeon?"

Everyone fell silent. For some reason, they felt curious and wanted to give it a try. It seemed like it would be fun to commit suicide this way.

(End of this chapter)