Huang also had imaginative thoughts about the past.
Moreover, thanks to a few words of research, we know more.
The three emperors and five emperors are all geniuses!
Therefore, compared to the human race, it was ultimately a kind of silence, and the monks began to decline.
It’s like a reincarnation!
People came up one after another, but there were not many people. Almost none of Qin Jia and the Twelve Shang people came up.
Only Yang Zhu and others waited to reach the top of the steps!
"National Preceptor, what is the current situation?"
Yang Zhu walked over, glanced at Xia Qingyao, and then looked at Huang.
He didn't care about other people.
This is Yongcheng after all!
It belongs to the home court of Qin State, which is also their home court.
"Here, the number of people needs to reach a certain number before a passage will appear!"
Huang glanced around and saw that the people who came here were all monks from outside the country. They were casual cultivators in the human world or strong ones. There were very few of them.
It can be seen from this that the inheritance of monks in the human world has almost been completely discontinued.
The monks appeared one by one, and changes began to occur on the high platform. A passage appeared, and the front suddenly became bright.
"Climb the ladder to heaven and enter the trial ground..."
Xia Qingyao's beautiful eyes flashed slightly, and she turned towards Huang and said: "This place is probably a gift left by the seniors of the human race to future generations!"
"The Imperial Preceptor is the orthodox one of the Qin State. As the Imperial Preceptor of Qin, he is imbued with the fate of the Qin State. He is expected to be able to navigate among these ruins with ease."
Glancing at Xia Qingyao, Huang nodded and said righteously: "This may be the relics of our ancestors. This place naturally belongs to the Qin State!"
"However, it is not necessarily possible to say that I am able to do it with ease. After all, I am not a relative of the owner of this ruins!"
Go forward along the passage and enter a palace. This is a standard ruins. There is a Sutra Collection Pavilion, an Alchemy Workshop, and a Weapon Refining Pavilion.
Likewise, there are various medicinal fields and monsters.
Huang looked around and frowned slightly: "Little Taoist priest, do you think that everything is too perfect?"
"After thousands of years, the medicinal fields here are now maturing, and most importantly, they are fully functional."
"According to some obscure records in the classics, this scene could not have happened. The Ying clan was in such a miserable state back then. The battle for co-ownership failed and Dongyi was destroyed..."
"There is no capital at all to build such a ruin!"
Huang looked around, his eyes full of solemnity: "Logically speaking, the heritage here is far inferior to that of Yin Ruins!"
"After all, the Yin Ruins are near Chaoge. Although the Human Emperor was defeated, he still had some background after all!"
"It's not like Boyi, who lost everything in one fell swoop, even his underpants."
"The loser's family fortune is gone and they need to flee from Qidi to the northwest. At that time, the survival of the Ying family was a problem..."
In just a few sentences, it was revealed how miserable the situation of the Ying family was at that time. Obviously, such a Ying family was not worthy of such a relic.
These words also made Xia Qingyao and others couldn't help but look at Huang. It was obvious that this Qin Guoshi knew the world far better than they thought.
"Master Qin, are you saying this is an illusion?" Monk Fangwai raised his head, his eyes full of confusion.
They just like inheritance and don't like other things.
"I don't know. You have already entered it. You might as well try your luck. For Qin, we only need the ruins themselves!"
"As long as a monk enters it, whatever he gains is his own!"
"Thank you!"
With the presence of Huang, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It was obvious that Huang was no longer weaker than anyone else, and Xia Qingyao was also following him.
"Master Qin is really grand!" Xia Qingyao joked at the side, his beautiful eyes full of curiosity.
"Our demand for inheritance is not great. What we lack is resources. For the people of Qin Jia and the Twelve Shang, and even for the Qin State, the role of the monsters in these ruins is far greater than inheritance.
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"The spiritual energy of the Central Plains is thin, and those good places are either remote and unsuitable for human habitation, or they are occupied by other people."
"Therefore, the needs and desires of the Qin State, or the Imperial Master's Office, for inheritance are far less than the resources!"
"The reason why I went there was for the resources, not for the inheritance!"
At this moment, Xia Qingyao also understood Huang's intention. Huang obviously wanted to occupy this ruins and provide Qin with monsters.
The resources here are far richer than those in the outside world.
As long as they have monster meat, Qin Jia and the Qin army, they can practice martial arts.
"Very difficult!"
"I know!"
At this moment, the two of them also separated, each heading in the same direction.
"Buzzing..."
The Zaojiao flag was waving, and Huang, carrying the Great Qin Dragon Bird, headed in the direction pointed out.
After a while, Huang walked through the medicine field and entered a dilapidated courtyard. In the yard, the Zaojiao flag became more restless, and the essence and blood of Dahuang's wild cattle also burst out with desire.
Walking in, I saw drops of essence and blood, suppressed by seals, scattered in the space.
With a wave of his hand, the emperor's black bird flag burst out with suction, sucking all the essence and blood into the space.
"I lost!"
"Leave the opportunity for future generations, and hope that my people with the surname Ying will be glorious again!"
"I'm not willing to give in!"
No signature!
There are only writings filled with murderous intent and unwillingness.
However, Huang knew clearly whose handiwork this was. Only Boyi would be so angry and still want to leave opportunities for his people.
"Ancestor, you lost, but your descendants will win, just like your surname!"
Huang struck out with his sword, shattering the stone tablet, and then walked out of the room.
At this moment, the room crashed and turned into ruins.
Obviously, the things here have already completed their mission.
"This is not an illusion, but a mirror image!"
The little Taoist priest stood in the medicine field, his eyes full of interest: "This man is really powerful. He actually mastered the art of mirroring, and it is still intact after a thousand years."
"Whoosh!"
As the little Taoist priest finished speaking, the entire mirror image dissipated, cracked almost instantly, and became a kind of nothingness.
"You are such a crow's mouth!"
He teased the little Taoist priest, smiled wildly, and said: "What are you doing in a daze? You've come to the ruins, and you have to fish for something!"
"When we get out, the ruins of Chu Di will probably be climbed by someone first!"
...
Although the ruins of Yongcheng were opened early, the ruins of Chu were also showing signs of being opened at that time, and Qin was far away from Chu.
They're just afraid they won't be able to catch up!
After saying hello to Huang, the little Taoist priest also disappeared and began to look for his own opportunities.
Only Huang is observing the operation of this ruins.
Boyi has been dead for countless years.
However, that small village and the mirror technique just now showed something strange.
Obviously, besides them, there are other creatures in this ruins.