Chapter 118 Chapter One Hundred and Eighteen

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date="2021-01-17"

title="Chapter 118 Chapter One Hundred and Eighteen "

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series = ["Lie Huo Jiao Chou"]

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Legend has it that in ancient times, every monster race was born of the spirits that gathered the heavens and the earth. Even though they were divided into three, six or nine grades because of their different aptitudes, they could still extend their lifespan through acquired cultivation, or attain Taoism, or become demons. My own ethnic group has its own destination, a vision of expectations, and hopes that one day it will become a demon that is overwhelming.

With three thousand avenues, all beings are bustling toward the front line of life.

How lively it is.

But the Emperor forcibly sealed Red Abyss, a bowl of cold water was poured all over the crowd, and all the spiritual things were poured into mortals. The totem of the ethnic group is submerged in history by lies. The descendants of the ancient saints have become simple and rude "what kind of" special abilities. They have a bit of "uncommon" passed down from their ancestors, and I don't know whether they can be regarded as "heritage" or "hereditary disease". ".

"Special ability" is useful, as a field worker, at the end of the year, I get a few useless certificates, and I can barely comfort myself to protect the world in secret.

The "special ability" is useless, either, like the waste of the aftercare department, spends a lifetime in a secret organization that is not visible, or is constantly supervised and cannot participate in all large-scale sports competitions, otherwise it is unfair to ordinary people; entry and exit will always be One more cumbersome review than others, as if they can bring "invasion of alien species" to others by traveling abroad; at the end of the year, someone will call to urge them to have a physical examination and ask them to update their "energy file". Otherwise, they will be included in the list of dishonesty like those "old ladies" who owe money and do not pay back

Even if you start conflicts with ordinary people, special capable people will be sentenced to heavier sentences.

"Your Majesty," Luo Cuicui said dreamily in the small echo, "Can you tell the story of my ancestor again?"

"You were born in southern Xinjiang. You can be transformed into a forest. You should be the offspring of Great Sage Bitao." The Demon King Ying turned his back to him, and his mouth was circumflexed, but his eyes were staring at Red Abyss greedily, and the corners of his mouth showed a sarcasm. Smiled, "Later, I led the whole clan to attach to me and gave the king a worship."

"Director Xiao, we just searched Luo Cuicui's residence." Several field workers who were ordered to track Luo Cuicui searched his home, stood at the door, and did not dare to go in for a while, "Uh, a bit weird."

There was no light in Luo Cuicui's bedroom, only a row of candles. There were two clay sculptures in the middle, which were placed there as if they were still photographs, surrounded by dark red vine totems.

"He believes in a cult?" The field worker shook his energy detector for a long time before carefully squeezing the clay sculpture through his gloves. "There is a demon king with four different images in the room, and one who hasn't seen it before. Under the tree at the waist of the bucket, it says the Great Sage of Southern Xinjiang Bluewater."

"The Great Sage of Southern Border Bluewater" Sheng Lingyuan heard the name through the crow, and raised an eyebrow inexplicably, "I have never heard of this person."

The two of them have fallen to the entrance of the ancient tomb. The ancient tomb has been cleared out. It is open to the public. The tomb is cold and humid. The artificial lamps are all cut off. Xuan Ji retracted his wings and pinched one of his feathers. The feathers flashed. The faint fluorescence can be used as a flashlight.

Sheng Lingyuan also said, "At that time, many monster races would call themselves such a fairy and a saint, which is not unusual."

"I remember that Human Race still had a story at the time." Xuan Ji said, "The nine-headed big duck ghost wagon was ordered by the Demon King to guard the city. As a result, he drank too much at night. The next day he got up and saw that the two lieutenants who accompany him to drink were both He was so contemptuous that there were only bones and scum on his body. One was called a sage and the other was called a great sage. The people underneath asked him what he had eaten earlier. The ghost car general said he had eaten it and asked what he had eaten. The ghost car burped and said it was a double saint feast. Later, the human race mocked the monster race as a beast, and said that he had eaten the double saint feast when he ate meat."

"Luo Cuicui may think that this great sage of Bitao is his ancestor. Our field service has unearthed a lot of hand-painted materials in his home. In the past few years, the Ancient Books Department received anonymous submissions. It's ridiculous. I ignored him. It turned out to be him." Xiao Zheng hesitated and said to the crow representing Sheng Lingyuan, "Does your majesty find it ridiculous? The dregs and jokes of the year were all regarded as sacred confession by future generations. I can’t find a foothold here, I always want to ask for a genealogy from my own genes."

"Looking for someone to spread a word, through the mouth, will be completely different, not to mention the story of three thousand years ago," Sheng Lingyuan said lightly, "Now human blood is mixed with monsters, shamans, mountain people and other messy blood. The shadow man’s temperament is nothing like Xiaoji, look at that."

While they were talking, the two of them had reached the end of the tomb.

I saw the thick purple-red roots seeping from the ground and piercing deeply down. There were very few roots on it, like a big wedge.

Xuan Ji "There is still something underground on this floor."

Because of the unearthed unearthed characters, the Biquan Mountain ancient tomb has a wave of research. Archaeologists have come and gone. The entire ancient tomb has been excavated so much that even the ant holes have not been spared. It stands to reason that there are so many experts, it is impossible. can't even tell whether the underground is real or imaginary.

unless

Sheng Lingyuan raised his hand to stop him, and the black mist flowed out from his sleeves. The stone slabs on the floor of the tomb seemed to have been corroded by the black mist. The smooth stone surface became pits and pits. After a while, the black mist dissipated and a huge array formed The roots of the reddish tree were exposed.

Sheng Lingyuan "Sure enough, there is a blindfold here."

It was an ancient and complicated hand-carving array. It was completely different from the mass-produced machines of the Alien Control Bureau. The cold and stale aura came to his face with the dust, and was gently brushed away by Sheng Lingyuan. He half-kneeled and carefully traced it. The lines on the formation method. The breath of the heavenly devil and the breath of the formation met in a narrow way, and a series of tit-for-tat sparks were smashed at the fingertips of Sheng Lingyuan. Every stroke was very familiar with Dan Li and Meng Xia's techniques.

"If she is the shadow of the princess, then why is she a woman?" Xuan Ji squatted aside and looked at the magic circle. "I don't seem to have heard the anecdote that her old man eats all men and women."

"Thinking about it, her shadow man is a female, and there is nothing unreasonable," Sheng Lingyuan thought for a while, and laughed weirdly. "She is a monster clan and has the blood of a divine bird. Whoever supports the upper ranks, any brother who is the demon king must surrender to her, and effortlessly provokes a melee in Kyushu. His own flesh and blood is a chess piece. Who likes such a person?"

Xuan Ji was stunned, "You mean she is narcissistic"

It’s not without such precedents. Chinese cabbage and radish have their own loves. Some people like people who are completely opposite to them, some people like people who are similar to them, and some people love no one but only themselves. Historically There are indeed many shadow slaves who are like twins of the master.

"So the shadow man left by the princess is equivalent to the incarnation of herself in the world." Suddenly Xuan Ji remembered something, "Could it be considered that she also took care of you?"

Sheng Lingyuan didn't want to disturb the eight big trees of the "Tian Devil Sacrifice". He was holding up the glowing feathers to study how to break through the blinding circle with the smallest movement. He casually responded, "Nature, swords, armors and the like still need oil for maintenance. What's more, the demon that was finally cultivated, since I am useful, of course I will bother her to take care of it when I can't take care of myself.

"No," Xuan Ji said in a rare and true manner. "Do you remember that when I was a child, I heard a lot of nursery rhymes to make children sleep."

Sheng Lingyuan paused slightly.

He certainly remembered that Xuan Ji secretly sighed that Sheng Lingyuan had just returned to his true body. When the memory was incomplete, the two of them once caused a sympathy because of an accident. The two emptied their brains, and Xuan Ji had heard those distant melodies in his heart. At that time, Lingyuan had forgotten most of his own ins and outs, and the things that reverberated in his mind repeatedly, except for the poems and books he had read when he was young, were those minor tunes.

"Where did you hear it?" Xuan Ji said. "The guards sing long songs when they are drunk. They sing in this tune, and it will never be Dan Li hum."

Sheng Lingyuan blankly took a hand knife and cut off a joint point in the formation neatly. A little white smoke was emitted from the formation, but he didn't say a word.

"You haven't been with the Empress Dowager Chen since you were a child. You only saw her for the first time when you were a few years old, but when you saw her, you treated her as a mother." Xuan Ji said, "I was thinking, your mother's concept is from Where did it come from"

Sheng Lingyuan was precocious, introverted, and outsiders. He learned from a very young age that he likes and dislikes not to be exposed. Only when quarreling with Jian Ling can he show a little precious childishness. He is not even close to King Ning, but he often knows Secretly glanced at the Chen family. Once walking behind the Chen family, Xuan Ji saw him tripping on purpose, staggered forward for a half step, and grabbed the Chen family's hand.

That was the only time in her life Xuan Ji saw him approach someone in such a clumsy posture.

However, the Chen family only taught him condescendingly, "You should be prudent," and then left him coldly.

Since then, Sheng Lingyuan has never "bridled" again.

Xuan Ji "Lingyuan"

"When you said this, I remembered it." Sheng Lingyuan calmly and meticulously modified the formation on the ground, distracting from Xuan Ji's words, "In the early stage, Meng Xia and Dan were very cooperative. I guess their goals should be Unanimously kill the demon king. The princess is for revenge. Danli is a statue of the Suzaku. It is not difficult to guess what he wants is to destroy the Red Abyss and resurrect the divine bird Suzaku. What do you want? As a demon clan, she doesn’t think about the casualties in wars, people’s livelihood, or playing with power, just for her own beauty and ambition. Later, her personal enmity can subvert the demon capital. I don’t think she Like someone who sacrificed himself for the righteousness of his so-called compatriots."

Xuan Ji paused, frowned and said, "She is dead, how can she think of so many things"

"Meng Xia is still alive, and the shadow man who lost the owner will always preserve the desires of the Lord before his life. The fragments of the shadow man of the demon king turn into the appearance of the demon king, claiming to be me, and want to regain the power of the Red Abyss when he was born. "

Sheng Lingyuan's voice fell, the ground formation was completely disintegrated, and the stone slab "creaked" and twisted, centering on the purple tree root, splitting towards both sides, a long tunnel opened in front of the two of them. , Can't see the head at a glance, as if going straight to the center of the earth.

"She wants to live for the princess." Xuan Ji quickly took over, "The princess was married for a long time and was betrayed by the Demon King. If she is still alive, she should want to kill the Demon King and completely replace it, and never stand behind anyone. ."

"She wants Red Abyss too." Sheng Lingyuan burrowed into the tunnel with his hand. "This big formation nailed to the ground should be built to control Red Abyss. Unfortunately, she was caught by Dan Li's trap. Others picked up cheap and Xiaoji."

Xuan Ji "Yeah"

"I have everything in my life, all carefully designed, and the deep friendship is all imaginary, only" Sheng Lingyuan paused, without further saying, he waved his hand with his back to Xuan Ji, "Don't spend any more time thinking about it, and collect the warmth for me. The evidence is boring."