Rebirth: Re-entering the Jianghu

The Golden Lion said very seriously that they would soon reach the main tomb chamber. There was only a golden coffin in the main tomb chamber. In fact, it was just an empty shell and no one had left anything here.

It’s just that people think that such a large tomb must contain rare treasures. There is a mechanism in the main tomb leading to the outside. As long as they can find it, they can get out.

But you can't touch anything here, otherwise it's hard to say whether you live or die. After all, the person I want to protect was a king when he was alive. There are always some ways to prevent tomb robbers.

The golden lion jumped in the air. Since it was able to go out, it has been talking a lot more. Its eyes seemed to suddenly light up. Its steps were brisk. Soon I will become the king of the forest.

Several people passed through an extremely narrow passage and finally arrived at the main tomb chamber. There were countless golden dragons hovering around it. Their eyes were made of rubies, and they were staring at the people from high above.

There is a golden coffin in the middle, with a pair of stone statues of a boy and a girl on the side, and countless statues around it facing the coffin in a posture of sincere submission. The long firelight shines here, and the stars in the sky are moved here. This place is more like the ideal life of a king after his death.

He is still the king who is high above everyone else. Everyone must submit to him. He holds everyone's life firmly in his hands. He has the most respected status.

When the former king lived to a certain age, he thought that he would no longer have so many powers after his death, so he spent a lot of time and energy looking for the Night Pearl. He wanted to see everything in his sight, and people would be loyal to him during his lifetime and after his death. Everyone would praise his greatness.

Can a golden coffin demonstrate greatness? No, he wants unparalleled glory, he wants the most famous sword in the world, and he has the largest imperial mausoleum, so that everyone can know that there is a great king sleeping here.

Anyone who disturbs his eternal life will die a miserable death. He searched here for a long time and finally found this place. Four people entered here. They found that after entering here, there was a very strange gaze staring at them, and that gaze had never disappeared.

Mu Xing looked at the sword hanging here, and for a moment, as if he was controlled, his hand involuntarily touched the sword. They were all brought into the memory of the sword spirit here.

Although the owner of this mausoleum could not be found, the sword was here, and it emitted a special light. When Mu Xing and the others entered this memory, they saw a king who was different from the one in the eyes of General Feiying and the Golden Lion.

He was cruel and evil. When some ministers opposed his opinion, he ordered the palace servants to kill them. When facing his most beloved girl, she didn't like the king, so he killed the person the girl liked and insisted on being with her, even if the result was not what he wanted. He was a very paranoid person.

Everyone must live according to his ideas. Once what they say is wrong, he will immediately become furious. If you don't listen to me, then you will die. He will regard everything as his lofty trophies.

He had countless beauties, fine horses, and precious swords, but he ignored them all. He had the largest dynasty and the most obedient people, but it was not enough. He still had no way to make everyone remember him.

So he put on a kind face, and for the brothers who shared life and death with him, he was willing to be injured for them, and was willing to give them all the honors and precious treasures in exchange for their lifelong loyalty.

When taming a golden lion, use a tribe to threaten it. As the leader of the lion group, the golden lion has enough ability to highlight the majesty of the king. As long as someone challenges him, the golden lion can immediately go up and tear him to pieces.

He has the best woman in his eyes, and her opinion is not important. As long as the most beautiful girl in the world marries him, he will be the envy of countless people and will spend all his time calculating against everyone.

Finally he sat on the high throne. This road was not smooth, but finally with his corpses piling up bit by bit, he finally climbed to the highest position, and no one would think that his previous cruelty was wrong anymore.

He was the supreme king, with the most profound insights. Even if he killed innocent people, it was what he should do. Nameless bones were piled at his feet, and he finally saw the vast territory and brave soldiers in his eyes.

But this is not enough, he wants to exist for thousands and millions of years, and he wants his descendants to be full of glory. He cannot stop here, he wants to build the best defense, and the best candidates are of course his people.

Their ideas are not important. What is important is a city wall that can withstand attacks. So countless people sacrificed their lives for his ideas. He finally stood on the high city wall, overlooking all the ordinary people. They were as small as ants on the ground.

But he forgot that such a tall city wall was built by them piece by piece, and such special glory came from their hard work. He only wanted this reputation. No matter who built it, he would be a great king who would leave a mark in history books.

As for everything he wants, as long as he is supreme, countless people will bring the best to him for him to choose, and it will only be their honor.

He soon discovered that there was something beyond his ability. No matter how he tried to stop death, countless people would always die. He was afraid of death, so he began to seek the method of immortality. He would try anything that was related to eternal life.

How could such a great man be defeated by death? He wanted to be that one in a million. As long as he swung his sword, his army would break down all the walls for him and gain all the territories.

Gradually, he used the sword as a tool to issue orders. He no longer had to rush to the front because he had the strength to contend with everything. Gradually, the sword was put aside.

Instead, he held the imperial seal, which symbolized supreme power. As long as he had it in his hand, he could make the world his own. He was nourished by power and honor, and became a majestic, moody king who could do many things at will.

Those who once fought alongside him were driven by him to guard his city walls to resist the enemy's attack. He was finally alone, and he could finally face everything alone.

In the end, he could only use his long-unused sword to preserve his last dignity when facing his son's abdication. He used to be so powerful that everyone trembled in fear.

In the end, only a sigh was heard. "After all the struggle, in the end, only death and he will last forever. Eternal life is a scam. He was willing to join the game. He closed his eyes unwillingly. Along with him, the fame and fortune that he wanted to keep the most also turned to dust.