Reader he cries hoarsely [Transmigration Book]

Fuck?who?Last Prophet? !

Shen Qingzhu seemed to have heard the best joke of the century, and couldn't react for a long time after hearing this.

But the way Ao Sheng looked at him didn't change at all, he was obviously saying that what he said just now was true.

Shen Qingzhu is a little bit square.

The so-called prophet is to be able to see everything since he was born - so when dealing with Jia Luo, Shen Qingzhu is still sure, at least Jia Luo is not as old as Shen Qingzhu, in many old things, Even if you want to inquire, as long as you do something, the process will be much more difficult.

And Shen Qingzhu can also guarantee that the human world has only come and gone for more than ten years, which is enough to change the people in a village, and the landscape may change.

What's more, the reason why prophets are precious is that their lifespan is equal to that of ordinary people.No matter how they cultivate, they cannot break through the shackles of longevity.

As for Shen Qingzhu, a child whose background is a mystery and who has never been raised since childhood... As long as Jia Luo starts to investigate, he will be sure to fabricate false information that no one can recognize.

After all, the vicissitudes of life in the world have been going on for thousands of years, but in the eyes of cultivators, it may only be as short as a game of chess, so short that those times are not even enough to decide anything.

And it is because these things happened in the 'past' that the prophet cannot see, so naturally there is no way to verify the truth or falsehood.

However, at this moment... the one who wants to see him is actually the previous prophet.

This makes Shen Qingzhu a little at a loss - sometimes, even if he is just an ordinary old man, in front of him, you will feel that your whole body is transparent.

His hesitation Lu Lulu can naturally be seen, so Lu Lulu held his little claws and made a cheering gesture at Shen Qingzhu, "The host is not afraid! I will go in with you!"

After saying that, Lu Lulu's body immediately stiffened, and his limbs couldn't even be poked.

Lu Lulu's body is made with the help of a fictitious consciousness body. If you enter it like that, you may be rejected, but if you still maintain its original appearance as a system, you can freely appear in this world with a conscious attitude Anywhere, without restriction.

Shen Qingzhu calmed down a little, with Lu Lulu here, he could just take the opportunity to collect things in the ancient wood.

It's just that he is a little speechless now. The legendary forbidden area of ​​the monster clan, the ancient psychic tree that even the queen of the monster clan can't easily enter and leave, let alone four or five people in a day, even go in and out. Investigation materials... This forbidden place is really hard to describe.

"Everything you think is nothing in the face of absolute power and racial suppression." A voice that was so empty that the source could not be distinguished suddenly sounded in Shen Qingzhu's ear, and he just blinked With the help of the eyes, the world in front of you has taken on a new look.

Oh no, this new word might be a bit ambiguous.

What was in front of him was not Shen Qingzhu's already imprinted in the depths of his mind, the monster race's unique green scene, but a sprawling black gray cemetery that was a bit eerie and frightening.

Although the Ching Ming Festival is celebrated as usual, there is no tradition of sweeping graves in their family - this kind of work is mostly for those families who are not completely overwhelmed by life and can spare time for leisure.

Most of the Ching Ming Festival in their family is spent in a busy way.Because every time like this, things like fruits are especially easy to sell.

And although he has never been to a real cemetery, when he was a child, there was a cemetery in the countryside that looked like a hill, and many of them were the residences of widowed and lonely old people. very scary.

The scale of the cemetery in front of him is obviously very huge-Shen Qingzhu is standing at the bottom right now, and he can't even see a trace of the hole when he looks up. There are countless coffins, some of which are huge, some They are small, but all of them are blocked by thick chains.

And in the only small area that was considered clean, in the center was him and a monk in a bright red cassock standing in front of him.

In such an illusion, there was a...ghost in bright red clothes, Shen Qingzhu's legs softened, and he felt that he hadn't really seen a few ghosts, so he almost couldn't do it anymore.

The name of the last prophet was too long to be studied. Shen Qingzhu stood up from the ground, tidied up his clothes, and said politely, "What does the master mean by this?"

"This old man has been guarding here for nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years." The master's voice was heard from all directions again, as if his voice could be heard in every place, but there seemed to be nowhere.

Shen Qingzhu couldn't find the source, and subconsciously felt that there seemed to be 'something' in every coffin here. He didn't dare to look around, so he could only fix his eyes on the square inch in front of him.

"In the last year left, the last sliver of obsession I left here has dissipated... As I expected, I finally waited for you to come." That master is just a phantom, even in the When speaking, it seems that it will disappear in the next second.

Shen Qingzhu didn't know whether the master was waiting for him or Shen Qingqing, but he couldn't reveal it, so he could only keep his mouth shut and say nothing.

"Come." The master waved at Shen Qingzhu, and led Shen Qingzhu forward like a human, "Here is the inside of the ancient psychic wood...here is all the people who died for the ancient wood where the soul of man returns."

"You just wanted to ask, why is such a taboo place discovered by so many people?" The master slowly asked the question that Shen Qingzhu wanted to know at the beginning.

He said before that all mysteries cease to exist in the face of absolute power.But Shen Qingzhu had no way of knowing what would be involved in this, so he could only nod silently.

The Prophet did not directly and clearly answer this question, but walked gently to the side of the coffin, and gently stroked it with his hand.

Just when Shen Qingzhu thought his hand would pass directly through the coffin, the prophet's hand landed firmly on the coffin, and gently brushed some non-existent dust.

"Do you know who is locked up in the thousands of coffins here?"

Shen Qingzhu subconsciously wanted to say that the people here might be those who have made meritorious service in the past dynasties of the Yaozu, or those who are willing to sacrifice their lives for the Yaozu.But the words came to his lips, and he thought, if this is really the case, there is no need for the prophet to ask him again.

When he was outside just now, what he felt from the ancient wood was a depressing aura that was exactly the same as that of the Dragon Tomb—that kind of aura that was so decadent that it could almost swallow everything, and everything became meaningless.

Shen Qingzhu hesitated for a while, but still spit out two words that he found inconceivable, "Could it be... the Dragon Clan?"

Hearing this, the Prophet finally let out a long sigh.

"Everyone in the world knows that the Dragon Tomb is the requiem grave of the Dragon Clan. They don't know that even after the Dragon Clan dies, all their souls will be buried in the mountains and rivers, and finally returned to the ancient psychic trees to support the demon clan."

Shen Qingzhu shuddered for a moment.

"But now, the dragon clan has been exterminated." He stiffly spit out a few dry words, as if guessing that he might know something he didn't want to know next, and even started to take a few steps back in resistance.

The Prophet no longer looked at him, but turned to look up at the top where the edge could not be seen at all, a little bit of fluorescence would occasionally flash, and then go out in an instant, "Thousands of years ago, the Yaozu was the overlord in the Yaotian Realm. The dragon race is the most powerful race. At that time, the human race had not yet risen, and the demon race was still withered. They were suppressed by the monster race all the time, and there was no big storm. There were also a large number of descendants of the dragon race... The ancient psychic trees thrive and have their own 'gods'."

"Until later, the 'God' was fed up with the demands and greed of the monster clan. The monster clan was abandoned, and the ancient tree was getting weaker and weaker, so he began to slowly fill the hole left by the 'God' with the dragon clan." The prophet took Miss looked at the new coffins here, and finally turned his attention to the one behind Shen Qingzhu, the one that hadn't been sealed yet.

The moment Shen Qingzhu saw it, she subconsciously thought of Ao Sheng.

But then it felt like it wasn't.

"The dragon clan was about to be destroyed at that time. Even if they were as strong as them, it was impossible to resist the mission and nature left in the ancient psychic trees and their blood. Therefore, the king of the dragon clan chose to stand up from behind, abandon the dragon, and reborn as Dragon." The prophet stood up again, and walked behind Shen Qingzhu with lowered eyebrows. Behind him, Shen Qingzhu only noticed at this time that every step under his feet seemed to be like a lotus blooming .

It's just that those lotus flowers seem to be very weak, and after only blooming for a moment, they wither quickly.

It was introduced in "The Last Dragon Clan", but anyone who grows a lotus every step of the way is a great Buddha.

There are no false words in the mouth of the Great Buddha, no false words.But it was because his every word was true that Shen Qingzhu felt even more sad.

He stared at the lotus flowers that hadn't completely dissipated, but what he said just now kept echoing in his mind.

The king of the dragon clan must be referring to Ao Sheng's father.

Standing up from the back, abandoning the dragon, and being reborn as a dragon... what does it mean?

"After my death, there hasn't been a real prophet in Yaotian Realm for a long time." The prophet sighed a long time, "Jia Luo has seen too many things since he was a child, and he already has obsessions."

Shen Qingzhu pursed her lips.

"I can see that the benefactor is not within the cycle of seven elements and nine chakras in this world. Except for Jia Luo, only you can break this tragedy." The prophet said softly.

Shen Qingzhu seldom spoke since he came in, and he always listened to the great monk in front of him.

"What does this tragedy refer to?" His fingers trembled slightly. At this moment, he didn't know whether he should be thankful that he had read so many novels. He could deduce what he was going to say next by relying on his few words. It's better to be annoyed that I have seen too much, so that I can already know what he might say next.

The Dragon Clan is going to break through and stand up, and be reborn again... In just eight words, it seems that Ao Sheng can already make an extremely short but ridiculous summary of what Ao Sheng is going to do next.

Even if it's deceiving himself... He would rather not deduce this matter by himself.

The author has something to say: don’t have too much goodwill towards dragons, monsters, demons, or humans. There is a reason for the protagonist to become black and destroy the world [escape qaq]