I am the leader of Huangquan

"I don't have the qualifications to practice, and I have killed countless people, and let them come here, but they have no spiritual roots. So far, I found that there is no one in Daqin who can practice!"

...

"I have confirmed that the people of Daqin are not the people of Kyushu. We were born in a place without spiritual energy, and we have no spiritual roots for cultivation. The flow of water, fire, wind, thunder, sword body and knife body can only be produced in the place where spiritual energy gathers. cultivation physique."

...

"Humans like us in the secular world, where there is no aura, are miscellaneous spirit roots."

This is the first inscription.

Huang Mingshan then saw that the hero of a generation, the First Emperor, began to pursue longevity by all means.

"I, since I have unified the world, how can I not develop the immortal law? Since I can't practice, I will force it to practice. I want to create an ancestral scripture, so that I can wait for mortals to cultivate immortals!"

...

It's a pity that I kept reading and invited countless alchemists to study the "Jingling Method" and seek the way to become a fairy on the basis of the above, but ultimately failed.

Qin Huang died suddenly and turned into a soul.

After living in the underworld for a while, the soul also reached the end of its lifespan and died.

"Unexpectedly, the legend of the underworld began with the fall of a meteorite in the Qin Dynasty!"

For Huang Mingshan, this was undoubtedly extremely shocking.

There are ancient steles everywhere, writing the majesty and magnificence of human history.

After that, he walked on top of each tombstone.

There are quite a few celestial beings who cultivated longevity and emperors of various dynasties, they accidentally found a way to enter, and after death, their souls entered this mysterious space, which is called ascension.

And, they followed the path of the "Book of the First Emperor", hoping to open up a future.

Even, they established Buddhist temples, Taoist palaces and other forces, and formed various schools to compete, argue, and communicate.

There used to be a prosperous age where a hundred schools of thought contended.

"These ruins in front of me... Alas!"

Huang Mingshan sighed.

He walked all the way, watching the inscriptions left by people who pursued longevity in history, and the situation gradually became worse.

"The spiritual energy is exhausted, and the spirits entering the underworld are gradually decreasing."

"Indigenous, there is no aura in the end."

...

A paragraph of text appears.

In the end, he saw the last person after studying the life experience left by one person.

Wang Yangming: "The spiritual energy is exhausted, the underworld is closed, and there will never be a reopening day. I am the last person, the only one who is waiting to die here. However, collecting the wisdom of great people in the past, we have gradually opened up the ancestral scriptures for mortal practice."

"Unfortunately, the law is useless, the world has no aura, and we all have the wisdom and talents of the heavens and the earth, but it is difficult to step into the fairy gate, woohoo! It is so sad for the heroes to end their lives!"

After the last stele, there are no more footprints.

Along the way, it is like the long corridor of human history, filled with countless words, eloquently, it is the blood of all the heroes of all generations, this is the only favor they can leave for future generations.

Mortal Ancestral Scriptures!

Life is so short, but these former human beings have been longing for the starry sky, living forever, and stepping out of the cradle of life.

They succeeded and they failed.

Looking at the traces left by this ancient man, Huang Mingshan couldn't help but sigh all the way.

He was saddened by the fact that the ancients who had witnessed for thousands of years could not open the fairy gate. They longed to live until human beings could really enter the mysterious fairyland of Kyushu and go to eternity.

They did not hesitate to go on and on, moths to the flame.

"This is all their painstaking efforts...the pursuit of dreams by the seekers!" He carefully looked at the ancestral scripture, which was developed by humans on earth for the spiritual root of ordinary people.

The great power of the times and the essence of generations all gather here.

He clasped his hands together, cast his body on the ground, and bowed slowly to these heroes of the past generations.

"This ancestral scripture, I will write it down."

"All great sages, use your own lives to build a future that belongs to our mortal practice."

"Although you are no longer able to practice at that time, you can't confirm it, but I will enter the Kyushu, and I will also confirm it."

...

He carefully left this earth hell.

He started to walk to the bridge, and touched the fragments of the broken "Sansheng Stone" on the side of the underworld.

Two fates slowly appeared.

[Strategy] (Purple): A genius who is one in a million.

[Hong Fu Qi Tian] (purple): The luck of one in a billion.

"Ordinary, you can be regarded as the top of the secular world without spiritual roots, and you still can't practice traditional exercises."

Huang Mingshan shook his head, and glanced at the vortex at the other end:

"If I walked over there, I should have entered the real Kyushu Netherworld Sect, the first broken magic gate described by a white feather chicken."

But he is not in a hurry.

Many things need to be discussed in the long run.

It's not his style to be reckless, but anyone with a brain would not pass by in such a careless way.

"First of all, I'm alone now. Even if I'm looking for helpers, I can't find too many. After all, I entered through a special channel. How can there be so many Nascent Soul stage monks who commit suicide?"

Beidi Pavilion

Only one person can be taken by suicide in the Nascent Soul stage, and the price is too high.

If he doesn't feel sad, the White Feather Chicken Clan will feel heartbroken too.

There are a lot of people, but they are not really not afraid of death.

"I can only go there first, open up remote areas, develop different worlds, and cultivate immortals..."

His eyes were bright and he looked forward to a new life.

"With a large population, we can only wait silently for Granny Meng to continue to open up the roads one by one. I don't know which floor will open up the human road?"

"Humanity is opened up, and it may take several years before there are large-scale humans."

"At that time, I have to prepare in advance, otherwise the society will be chaotic, and I may be able to use a game as a cover."

"I am the operator of the game, maybe it can be named "Huangquan Ghost Escort", 100% actual experience, hard core bricks, more than ten deaths per capita?"

He really doesn't have any artistic talent for naming, so just pick one at random.

"Well, after all, the white-feathered chickens have died so many times. If we go in, they must have died a lot given how deadly they are!"

"But it's still too far away. I came in through an informal channel. Before they come in, they probably have to go through a few waves of animal roads, right?"

He doesn't believe that humans are so lucky to be the next batch, the probability is too small.

"Then, how do you explain the previous batches of "Huangquan Ghost Escort"? Well, I guess we can give an internal test of the first few batches. When the time comes, after the players come in, they just think this game is so real. World creatures as closed beta players."

"Well, in this way, I am the second beta player, and after they come in, it will be the fourth and fifth public beta. My second beta player pretends to be a newcomer, pretending to be the first batch of humans who came in with them, and handle them! As a game operator, set up a fake identity and cut them off!"

He kept thinking.

A development plan gradually emerged in front of my eyes.

He is an extremely far-sighted person. Before entering, he began to plan his future steps through various information from White Feather Chicken.

He finally sighed, and slowly bowed to these tombstones:

"In this way, we can live up to the painstaking efforts of these human ancestors. This time, we people in the secular world will really set foot in the big world of Kyushu and move towards longevity and long-term vision!"

"Senior, the general trend of the times is starting from here."

He bent over, his face was pious, and his eyes were bright.

"He is a sage in Jingzhou who opened up an era."

"I am here, and I will also start an era."

He is not brazen, but confident.

At the same time, his face became a little weird, and he calculated and summarized his situation carefully.

I am like the protagonist in the movie, traveling through different worlds, found myself in the mundane world, found a passage to the Kyushu Great World, and then built a game to trick players into cutting leeks?Help yourself to attack another world?

On the bright side, he is the game No.1, but behind the scenes, he is the game operator, and he is a behind-the-scenes streamer!

Ugh!

How could he be so lucky, to have the ancestral scriptures inherited from the ancestors of the earth, and to be the first to enter there... I guess it was the ghost of his own Hongfu Qitian again.

After thinking about it, he began to stay behind, entered the tunnel, and truly stepped into the great world of Kyushu.

"After I pass, it's not the body, but a blank board... My fate cannot be carried... Po Meng will give me two new random fates."

In this way, my two seemingly good fates can only be used in reality.

In reality, he is indeed a genius who keeps skipping grades, and he is very lucky. He was born among wealthy capitalists.

Wisdom, talent, appearance, all kinds of aspects are at the top of the society, and he was born as a dragon and phoenix, so he felt very boring in his previous life.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter if I lose my fate, life is too boring, I don't know what fate this reincarnation will give me?"

"Hope, some challenges are good!"

He said lightly.

Chapter 266 Xing Hanhan's historical cause of death found

Tapping.

Huang Mingshan seemed to have entered a hazy and magical starry sky passage, and in the blink of an eye, he found that he was in Huangquan Road, and there was a row of chickens in front of him.

Cuckoo?

Cuckoo!

These white-feathered chickens who have just entered Huangquan Road are constantly being exchanged.

really!

His expression burst into light.

It turned out to be all true, the ancestors on the earth, the ancients, I have really come to the Kyushu Immortal World that you dream of.

"Thousands of years ago, a meteorite ruin with spiritual energy smashed into the earth, bringing a glimmer of hope to the earth."

"But this hope was fleeting, and the aura only continued to operate in the ruins of the earth's underworld, and disappeared after more than a thousand years."

"Dreams are short-lived. It allows the ancients to see the hope of immortality. It is the most cruel thing to cut off their dreams in the corner of the vast Kyushu world deep in the starry sky."

"And now, we are back again!

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He is full of ambition and high-spirited, and he feels that he is the first astronaut on earth to step on the moon when he steps into Huangquan Road at this moment.

One small step for mankind, one giant leap for the earth!

I will at last prove:

"Dreams won't be killed!" As he thought to himself, he mixed in with the chickens and continued to line up, and soon it was his turn.

"senior!"

He clasped his fists with an upright look on his face.

Granny Meng glanced at him, but she was indifferent: Oh?Someone came from that strange world?Didn't come in that ugly pose?

However, why does this person feel like Xing Hanhan likes to be literary, with bright eyes, head held high, and very proud?I'm afraid I'm still full of fighting spirit in my heart, looking forward to the future?

And who is Meng Po?