"Hey, Xiaotian, have you heard about what's going on here?"
Qilian Mountains.
The archaeological excavation site of gold, jade and bamboo slips.
In the dark night, two police officers, holding high-power flashlights in their hands, patrolled the jungle.
The fat police officer among them looked around curiously and said: "I heard that during the archaeological excavation on this mountain, many people heard inexplicable noises, and some of them seemed to have gone crazy!"
"What is this mess? Born under a red flag and raised in red, do you think I will be afraid of these monsters and monsters?"
The slightly thin police officer carefully scanned the surrounding jungle, shining a huge flashlight, and staring at any disturbance around him with his eyes.
"Don't think about what's there. Just patrol quickly and get down to business. Today's self-media and reporters are like risking their lives. The archaeological site has not been excavated yet. If they get in and break something, That’s a big deal.”
"Hahaha, I still understand which is more important." The fat police officer smiled and scanned the surroundings: "Isn't this because you are nervous and want to relax? There is no need to be so nervous. The cordon has been set up. Who can You’re coming so late at night.”
The voices of the two gradually faded away, white lights rose from the distant jungle, and their footsteps walked farther and farther on the moist land.
Wait until the two figures are completely gone.
From a dense bush, two pale golden beans rose.
A little head poked out from the bushes, carefully observing its surroundings.
After confirming that no one was coming, this little figure quickly set off under the cover of night.
It was extremely fast, using its four claws simultaneously, like a yellow shadow, sprang out from the corner of the woods, and then shrouded in dark clouds and tree shadows, quickly passed through the red and blue warning lines.
It moves quickly and its huge tail keeps it balanced on complicated roads.
In just a few minutes, he ran a distance of several hundred meters and arrived at the core of the cave excavation.
Several more patrol officers came over.
Although it was far away, it didn't just stand there stupidly. Instead, it carefully retreated and hid behind a clod of soil, waiting carefully.
It carefully stretched out its head to watch, and after making sure that the person was gone, it continued to move forward and sneakily arrived at its destination.
It was a clear plastic shed.
It stretched out its claws and scratched the front, as if it didn't understand why there was a layer blocking it when there was nothing in front of it.
But in the end, it dug a hole in the ground and carefully got into the shed.
Looking at the empty surroundings inside, its small eyes showed great confusion, as if it didn't quite understand why there was an aura that attracted it.
The clouds parted.
The faint moonlight dispersed the darkness again and evenly scattered on the earth. Naturally, the temporary laboratory built by the members of the engineering team did not fall either.
The silver moonlight fell on the little thing's body, making the soft light yellow fur look particularly smooth.
The weasel looked at the empty small laboratory around him, his wide eyes full of confusion.
Looking around, the little weasel's pupils were constantly changing between light gold and emerald green.
And when these two kinds of light are changing, its expression is constantly changing between confusion and clarity.
That's right!
weasel!
And this weasel is nothing else!
It was in the ancient Xianyang Museum that I secretly ate the third transformation pill of good fortune! !
Thousands of years have passed, and the three-transformation Huiling Pill has long lost its former efficacy. With the changes of the times and many reasons, its efficacy has long been lost!
But even if it is reduced, it is still the supreme elixir forged by Ying Zheng!
This weasel still experienced earth-shaking changes after taking it!
Compared to a few months ago, the weasel's body was nearly twice as small as before, and with its tail, it was no more than the size of a palm.
But although it has become smaller, this weasel has been improved beyond imagination!
During this period of time, its five senses have undergone earth-shaking changes!
Moreover, whether it is physical strength, intelligence, or the five senses and smell, they have all increased several times compared to before!
Even the bloodline has completely changed!
The eyes that are constantly changing between light gold and green are enough to show how extraordinary it is!
And the constant changes in consciousness between chaos and wakefulness illustrate the weirdness of this weasel!
Although the current little weasel is still unable to fully unlock its spiritual intelligence, this incomplete third-transformation creation wisdom pill has vaguely opened up its wisdom!
It has gradually changed from the hazy beast state to a symbol of wisdom!
Turn on the smart animals!
This is absolutely rare in this world!
Even the only one!
After undergoing the changes of the Third Transformation Good Fortune Pill, the weasel's perception of the surroundings has also undergone unprecedented changes!
About a few months ago, not long after old man Li Yunshan arrived in the Qilian Mountains, the little weasel was vaguely aware of the extraordinary things in the far north.
Although it cannot yet know what this is with its not-yet-fully-opened spiritual intelligence, the hazy temptation has made it resolutely embark on this path!
Along the way, the weasel passed through countless cities and wilderness, walked through ancient mountain villages, climbed on muddy roads, saw clouds and heavy rain in the sky, and saw many predators rushing towards him.
We also encountered crises and desperate situations again and again.
If it weren't for the fact that part of the third-transformation Huiling Pill of Good Fortune in its body had not dissipated and could help the weasel repair it after it was injured, I am afraid that the weasel would have died on this road long ago.
But God still favors this kind of life that is not afraid of death.
Relying on the residual effect of the Third Transformation Good Fortune Huiling Pill and the half-opened spiritual intelligence, as well as the natural instinct of living in the wild jungle all year round, the weasel managed to survive.
After countless life and death crises, Weasel finally came to this place that haunted him.
But judging from the empty surroundings, it must have arrived a step too late.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak."
Looking at everything around him, the weasel felt that the baby here was gone.
It's a bit lost.
But this kind of loss did not exist for too long in the simple eyes of the weasel.
Along the way, it has never had any smooth sailings. Nine times out of ten, it is just unsatisfactory things.
In the eyes of gold and green that were constantly shining, the weasel raised his head and carefully distinguished the surroundings because he noticed the remaining aura.
After a long time, its eyes lit up, and it got out of the hole again and walked towards the largest hole dug in the mountains.
Although the best treasure is no longer there.
But there are still some left here.
After walking out of the simple laboratory, the weasel did not forget to refill the hole he dug.
Arriving near the entrance of a huge cave dug in the back of the Qilian Mountains, the weasel was surprised.
How many days and months would it take to dig out such a large mountain range? Not even the best burrowing rabbit in the jungle can do it.
Carefully reaching the edge of the hole, and skillfully slipping through the iron fence, the weasel lowered his head.
Looking at the dark hole and height below, it felt dizzy.
'Kakaka'
The four legs of the weasel were a little weak, and even its tail was drooping a little.
On the way here, it was also chased by a snake while crossing the forest and jumped off the cliff.
But the height was less than one-tenth of the height here, and he fell and broke both legs. In the end, he relied on a heat flow in his body that had not dissipated to survive. That kind of feeling will always remain with him. Can't forget.
But eventually.
The weasel gritted his teeth and jumped directly from the top of the cave!
'Poof! '
very lucky.
After the rain, the tide of the underground river had not yet receded. It jumped with all its strength and barely landed on the edge of the underground river.
With only three centimeters to go, the weasel's head would hit a ferocious protruding rock on the shore.
"What sound?"
A familiar white light swept across the cave.
A figure came over and after carefully observing the surroundings, he found nothing unexpected.
"Did a stone fall?"
After searching carefully again, he left with some uncertainty.
The footsteps went farther and farther in the empty cave.
The sound disappears.
In the fast and cold river, a shivering weasel crawled out of the water, crept to the distance, and huddled in a corner under a remote rock crevice.
Looking at everything around him, tiny particles of colorful light seemed to appear in the weasel's eyes.
These light particles are rare outside. I have only seen this kind of thing in a few places along the way, and the density is extremely rare.
Whenever it passes by, these colorful light particles will automatically gather here.
The weasel had no idea what these things were for or what they were.
All it knew was that every time it swallowed these light spots, its injuries would no longer hurt, and it seemed to be able to jump higher and run faster.
With gratitude and excitement, the weasel barked a few times, its small pale golden eyes looking particularly bright under the shadow of the ancient gravel.
I don't know where it learned it from. It lay on the ground and bowed to the surrounding caves. Then it lay on the ground and swallowed the condensed colorful light spots.
And every time a bit of colorful light is swallowed into the belly, the hair on the weasel's body becomes a little softer, and the green light in its eyes gradually turns into gold.
An air that seems as if nothing exists.
It also gradually spread out from its eyes.
The cold river flows, and the ignorant and confused creatures kowtow in the eternal caves, crawl under the earth, swallowing the gifts left by the sages, and gradually open up their own spiritual wisdom in this cruel world.
Under the silent night, countless animals gradually surrounded the place from all directions. The animals that were frightened away by the ancient gold and jade bamboo slips returned to this familiar land.
Insects crawled into the turbulent soil, and small birds fell on the overturned wooden piles. The rabbit in the grass stared curiously at these tall animals that had never appeared in its sight before. It's like a mountain, and I don't know why its claws are four round things.
Time flies, time is like water.
The ancient Qilian Mountains have adapted to all this. The earth was broken open with a rumble, and then buried with a rumble, and countless animals returned to their homes.
No one can know the future fate of this weasel who was lucky enough to be blessed by Ying Zheng twice.
But thousands of years ago, something was happening in Xianyang City, which was not too close to the Qilian Mountains.
"Report to the king."
"There are already 100 guards on the Black Ice Platform selected by Wei Chen."
"According to the king's request, these 100 people were selected from the families of ordinary people. Their family backgrounds are all innocent. Their ancestors are all common people of Qin for three generations."
In the silent Da Qin Qun Book Hall, candlelight was dim, and a faint fragrance filled the tip of the nose.
Zhao Tuo knelt respectfully and reported seriously.
"And these 100 people were all carefully selected by Wei Chen. They have extremely high cultivation talents. After practicing the Dead Wood Sword Technique, it only took about a month for them to reach the peak of the hammer body realm. There are even a few people , has arrived at Liusuji Realm."
After hearing this report, Ying Zheng nodded slightly and told Zhao Tuo some precautions when training the Black Ice Platform, and then casually mentioned a few words about how to practice the Dead Wood Sword Technique.
Zhao Tuo's eyes sparkled when he heard this, and he kowtowed quickly and left respectfully.
After Zhao Tuo left, Ying Zheng, who was sitting calmly and calmly behind the desk, gently pressed his eyebrows helplessly.
"My subordinates do things so neatly, sometimes it's not a good thing."
With a wry smile, Ying Zheng looked at the small ruins tower in his mind that had yet to be fully manifested, and shook his head helplessly.
In fact, Ying Zheng has never failed to build his own power.
Although the ruins tower is important, it is definitely not possible to rely only on the ruins tower. In the past, due to the status of the young master, he had little power.
But after ascending to the throne, Ying Zheng had already begun to build his own power, which was called Heibingtai.
Over the past few months, Zhao Tuo has gathered a lot of good seedlings.
But what makes Ying Zheng helpless is that it has been several days since the small ruins pagoda was lit up during the last court meeting. During this period of time, the small pagoda was still shining, but not with much intensity.
As if they hadn't eaten enough, the emerald green light fluctuated slightly. Although the Human Emperor Sutra and several vague techniques at the core of the pagoda had shadows, they condensed extremely slowly.
I thought that the Human Emperor Sutra would be condensed in the past few days, and several other sutras would be condensed along with it. In this way, there would be a real cultivation method, which could be used for training on the Black Ice Platform.
"That's not the case at all."
Gently pinching the center of his eyebrows, Ying Zheng let out a breath, feeling helpless.
Since Heibingtai is Mingming, it is enough to explain his expectations for this team.
The Black Ice Platform he wants is not just sharp. What he wants is an absolute force organization that can make everyone fearful.
To reach this level, only the Dead Wood Sword Technique is absolutely not enough.
After all, this is just the sword technique that was given when building the Ding Qin Sword. It is not an orthodox training method. As time goes by, it becomes more and more insufficient.
As for the Sutra Collection Pavilion of the Qin State, Ying Zheng has been to it several times. There are indeed cultivation methods in it, but many of the better cultivation methods have been taken away by Mrs. Huayang long ago. The rest are not suitable and are quite superficial. .
Gently pinching his eyebrows, Ying Zheng looked at the small pagoda in his mind, feeling helpless.
"I hope it goes as smoothly as possible."
“Even if it’s not very good, don’t fail to reflect it.”
"My cultivation method to advance to the spiritual sea realm has not been found yet."
He sighed helplessly.
Ying Zheng sat cross-legged and continued to breathe and practice, preparing to continue to accumulate and accumulate, laying the strongest foundation for his next spiritual sea realm.
A night of silence.
The night gradually faded away.
The moonlight faded.
A streak of fish belly white gradually rises from the eastern sky.
In the rising sun, an invisible purple energy slowly blended into Ying Zheng's body from between heaven and earth.
Just when Ying Zheng was practicing silently, the first golden light of morning fell on him.
The little pagoda that had been motionless in my mind suddenly lit up without any warning!
'Buzz~'
Emerald runes shine!
A large number of runes began to boil crazily in the small pagoda, just like the infinite angry waves were swept away, and they condensed crazily!
Inside the small pagoda, the illusory Human Emperor Sutra and the five blurry shadows of the surrounding books gradually began to emit brilliant golden light, condensing crazily!
Seeing this scene, Ying Zheng, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes!
"Um?"
"Finally the light is on?"
Bright eyes!
Just when Ying Zheng looked a little excited and was ready to wait here for the Imperial Sutra of the Ruins Tower to be completely condensed.
Outside the gate of Qunshu Hall, there was suddenly a sound of footsteps.
Then a figure knocked on the door and spoke respectfully.
"Kings."
"The final step of selecting the concubines has arrived."
"Does the king need to go and have a look?"
(End of chapter)
