(Chapter One,)

The first thousand three hundred and eighty-three chapters of the Zhongzhou Imperial Tomb

In this piece of heaven and earth, not much, not to mention the grandeur, it feels like coming to a small village, the scene is peaceful.

A pavilion that can accommodate hundreds of people sitting on the ground, built ancient wooden trees with traces of mottled years.

Around the pavilion, there are hundreds of thatched cottages, which are extremely quaint, with mossy tops and green grasses.

Between the thatched cottages, the small bridges run through the water, all the way through, the ancient wood rafts, the green shades into pieces, the beasts walking, a peaceful.

Xuanyuan is in this world between the world, and he sighs that the ‘Zhongzhou Dynasty’ is the ‘Zhongzhou Dynasty’.

It is worthy of being the strongest and most powerful force of the Terran. Since ancient times, it has been respected by it. Even if the 'Zhongzhou Dynasty' is not as good as it used to be, the legacy of its ancestors is also difficult to match the 'Qinglong Holy Land'. It is.

Do not say anything else, this place, even if there are ten pieces of no-goal devices, all the resurrection of the waking state, with the ten ancient sages to carry out the attack, do not want to hurt this place, Xuanyuan instinctively feels that This seemingly ordinary country, there are many extraordinary anti-day bans hidden deep, and more importantly, an imposing manner.

The atmosphere of many ancient sages hovered, and their literary spirits gathered here. This is the birthplace of the unified text of the Terran.

Here is the place where the philosophers of the philosophers cite the ‘Hong Meng Emperor’.

Here is where the legislation of the world is, and it was negotiated by the ‘Hong Meng Emperor’ and the sages of the philosophers.

Here is where the people of the world live. It is the policy of ‘Hong Meng Emperor’ and the philosophers of the philosophers here to discuss a piece of interest for the country and the people.

There are too many stories here, which is hard to imagine.

Their spirit is imprinted here forever. It seems that Xuanyuan can see that they sit in the pavilion with their knees and knees to discuss the illusion of the world.

Just after Xuanyuan and other people entered it, a voice came, very peaceful.

"Jing Xuan, you are doing this."

After all, it is the holy place of the 'Zhongzhou Dynasty'. Even the blood of the 'Zhongzhou Dynasty' may not come in. He brought so many outsiders at once, naturally it is a bad rule. Fu Jingxuan’s brow is picking. There is no slightest awareness of his own behavior. He said: "My master said that there is something to do business and want to see your ancestors, so I will bring them in."

"Hey, you kid, you are grown up, you can divide the weight of things..."

Another old man sighed. He walked out from a thatched cottage and sighed: "The friends of Buddhism and Daomen, come out."

Behind Yu Xuanyuan, three strong men from Buddhism and Daomen were separated. Their breath is peaceful, just like ordinary people. It makes people feel extremely friendly and difficult to produce rejection. This is a kind of cultivation. The realm that will arise.

"The ‘Zhongzhou Dynasty’ is far worse than that of the year.” The old man of Daomen reluctantly sighed, more or less disappointed.

"The human race is declining, and the "Central China" is the first to bear the brunt, or not mentioning these things. Xuanyuan, what do you have to say, let us listen, I hope that Jingxuan has no impulse this time." Peaceful.

"The Protoss is going to launch a campaign against the Terran." Xuanyuan’s tone seemed calm and ignorant.

Fu Jingxuan’s eyebrows erected, murderous, and sighed: “I’m afraid they won’t attack, they’re just right, pull them out, and I’m a “central Shenzhou” quiet.”

"This thing, we also feel that the world is not peaceful, in addition, there are other important things." The old man's look has no big change, 'Zhongzhou Dynasty' is the center of the human race The main life of the personal family is the lifeblood of the personal family. The geographical position is extremely extreme. If there is any difficulty, it is naturally the first to know. Especially at this festival, they naturally observe the human race every day. The direction of the world, watching the world's general trend, not to mention.

“The Lingu’s cooperation with the Protoss is behind the ‘Zhongzhou Dynasty’, so we want to enter the imperial mausoleum of the ‘Zhongzhou Dynasty’ and find the entrance to the ‘灵阁’ and negotiate with them.” Xuanyuan is very serious.

"What." The look of the old man finally changed. 'Lingge' casts on the Protoss. This is a blue sky for the 'Zhongzhou Dynasty'. If Xuanyuan does not say it, then it is very likely, 'Zhongzhou Dynasty 'It will be the first big force to fail.

"Yes, this is the case, there is no falsehood. For this reason, we have jointly calculated the place where the "Lingge" is located and offended." On the spot, there was a Buddhist monk who gave evidence for Xuanyuan.

"So this time I will come to visit the old predecessors, I hope that you can get your consent, we want to enter the ‘Zhongzhou Imperial Tomb’, so that ‘Lingge’ can’t be messed up.” Xuanyuan sighed.

"On your own, how to settle the souls of the 'Lingge', and now their strength has reached an unimaginable level, even if the six players behind you are not their opponents." Another old man came out from a thatched cottage. His spirits were stunned, and the cranes were childish. The Confucianism of the Confucianism was swaying in the air, and it was straight into the air, and it was like a sea.

"Negotiation..." Xuanyuan said his thoughts again.

"In the end, I want to bring Jing Xuan. After all, he is the 'King of the King'." At the beginning, it was also the 'King of the Heavenly King'. They created the 'Lingge' and they will have it today. I hope they can see that Jingxuan is also the 'human sacred body'. In terms of content, it is best to let Jingxuan take the identity of '昊天人王' and then enter the 'Lingge' to rule them. As for the 'Zhongzhou Dynasty', let the foundation come out to take charge."

"The bottom of the moment is not the most critical moment, can not appear." Another old man came out, he bite a heavy word.

"But it is feasible to let Jing Xuan enter the ‘Lingge’ as the descendant of ‘昊天人王’.

"You, what do you think." asked the old Confucian harmony.

In this piece of heaven and earth, I fell into a quiet, paused, and many people spoke up: "That's it, let them try, and there is no better way."

That old Confucian, his hand glimpsed into the void, suddenly, a portal emerged, and reached out and said: "You, please."

Xuanyuan nodded and bowed his hand and said: "Thank you."

"This sentence is what we say is right. You are for the people of the world, not for yourself. We will try our best to keep you safe." The old Confucian sighed.

Xuanyuan no longer said more, with the teacher, Yuan Er, Mo Zhen and Fu Jingxuan, as well as six masters of Buddhism and Taoism, with the old Confucianism, stepping into the royal cemetery of the 'Zhongzhou Dynasty'.

'Zhongzhou Imperial Tomb' is also a secret place. Those who have not reached a certain position in the 'Zhongzhou Dynasty' are not qualified to enter. No one dares to disturb the quietness of the ancient emperors. The ancestors, this is the tradition of the human race.

The burial place of the ancient emperors has many terrible prohibitions. It is not afraid of human infringement. It is the place where Pengfei dreams and wants to enter. Xuanyuan thought, the cemetery of the ancient emperors of the 'Zhongzhou Dynasty' will inevitably be magnificent. No one in the world can make a difference.

It was only when Xuanyuan came here, it was completely dumbfounded.

Because there is no such thing as a magnificence, a loess, there are eight ordinary graves in front of you. The old Confucian looked at this scene and said: "This is the 'Zhongzhou Dynasty'. cemetery."

"The feng shui here is extremely fierce. Eight ancient emperors buried themselves here, just to suppress the fierce feng shui of this place. Even if they die, they think about the whole world." At this moment, many doubts in Xuanyuan’s heart are solved. Opened, 'Zhongzhou Dynasty' is the lifeline of the human race, occupying the geographical advantage, but it has advantages and disadvantages. It is also a place of great murder. If the suppression does not work, then the world is in danger.

There are eight ordinary tombs with no tombstones on them, but Xuanyuan can feel the breath of the ancient emperor from the tomb, suppressing the fierce feng shui under them.

Xuanyuan stopped and paused. He kneeled down on his knees and smashed three heads and eight ancient emperors. He made a great contribution to the human race. After his death, he only cut a loess and he also suppressed the extremely poor Feng Shui. Land, people can't help but awe.

"I am a native of the ancient emperor, and now my family is in a dilemma. This is an endangered autumn. I hope that you can bless my people to survive this great disaster."

Fu Jingxuan, Shi Yan, Yuan Er, Mo Zhen and others are all swearing, even the six great peers of Buddhism are no exception. These ancient emperors deserve to be respected.

When everyone got up, Xuanyuan looked at the six great peers and said: "You have figured out where the portal is."

The six great peers shook their heads, and the old Confucian whispered: "The 'Lingge' does not come with us, even if we are only a stone's throw away from it, but never visited, so I don't even I know where the entrance is, and they have moved several times, they are not sure where they are, and they are free to enter and leave. We can't take them."

Xuanyuan looked at Yuanyuan and said: "Yuan, you are the same root with them. You feel that the entrance to the 'Lingge' is where."

Yuan Er closed his eyes and went to sense the world. After a moment, she pointed to the East and said: "There are many portals, go here."

"How to say this." Xuanyuan puzzled, a lot of portals.

"I think that the day of the day, "Heavenly King" is afraid of someone hitting their ideas, and they have laid down many dead doors, leaving only one door to life, and those are used to deal with the speculative. "The edge is like the sky, the eyes are like stars. The color is agile, the posture is elegant, the manners are like flowing, the natural coordination is incomparable, and it is integrated into this world.

"Yes, Mo Zhen also felt it." Mo Zhen's long hair hangs down, black and dark, like silk, a goose-yellow neon fluttering in the wind, all the time, the temperament between heaven and earth, will be close to her own, hold her up The body, with its thoughts, once the shot, the magical powers, the killing power is boundless, the 'body of the thousand spirits' has become a great success, although there is still a distance from the perfection, but it is already very useful.

Where the sorcerer passed, the things of the spirit, all worshipped on their own, to show respect, the teacher as the heaven and earth, and done too much, this is the breath of the innumerable heaven and earth spirits on the teacher's body, indicating Let other heaven and earth spirits meet with the teachers and be respectful.

The old Confucianism, including the six great Buddhas and great peers, is full of emotions. All three women are pure and innocent. They are extremely rare. They are heavenly, and tomorrow, they are close to each other, and they are compassionate. They are the daughters of the best and can condense. Beside Xuanyuan’s side, it can be seen how profound Xuanyuan’s creation is.

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