Insect Master

Jiang Yan never imagined that the so-called imperial mausoleum was like an underground imperial court, where all the civil and military officials from the pre-Qin period lay.

The so-called imperial mausoleum is like an incredible biological museum, which contains strange biological specimens, which Jiang Yan did not expect.

But through these things, Jiang Yan probably guessed what the pre-Qin was like.

The pre-Qin period whose records were destroyed by the first emperor is probably more interesting than anyone knows.

Ou Nanhao, Di Zheng, and Xu Yang also looked at each other in blank dismay.

Looking at the strange biological specimens sealed in the wall, "myths and legends are nothing more than that."

No, their world may be more colorful than imagined.

When Jiang Yan and the others were in shock, Baishenchan walked out with a heavy face.

To Jiang Yan's surprise, Baishen Chan didn't seem to care that Jiang Yan and the others didn't wait quietly outside.

Jiang Yan and the others also breathed a sigh of relief, after all, no one knows when Baishenchan's neurosis will start to go crazy.

Jiang Yan asked, "Has anyone been found?"

Bai Shenchan shook his head, "Gan Luo is not here."

Then he said, "But Gan Luo walked out of the imperial tomb that has been guarded for thousands of years. I should know where he went."

Although Baishenchan was talking, the seriousness on his face did not change at all.

Hu Hai should be the happiest to hear that Gan Luo is not there.

From the moment Hu Hai entered the imperial mausoleum, he was like a different person, a well-behaved boy.

Now he patted his chest with his little hand.

Bai Shenchan didn't speak, but led the people outside.

Jiang Yan looked at the rag on his arm, and glanced around.

Bai Shenchan said, "Don't look, he probably didn't come in. If there is no edict of the first emperor, even the sages would not be able to enter this imperial mausoleum."

Jiang Yan snorted. To be honest, the person who left a rag on his arm is quite interesting.

Not to mention his extraordinary appearance, the rag on his arm can provide him with very powerful strength when he is in danger. If he directly smashes it with this hand, it can knock the alchemist unconscious.

The atmosphere is actually quite heavy now, mainly because Baishen Chan's expression is too serious.

The few people seemed to have lost any communication and started walking outside.

Bai Shenchan said that he knew where Gan Luo was, and they should be looking for Gan Luo now.

In fact, he didn't go very far. Perhaps Gan Luo, who guarded the imperial tomb, would not leave too far even if he left.

Come out of the Bronze Dungeon.

Jiang Yan and the others took a deep breath. The underground palace was really too depressing. It was just an underground palace. It was hard to imagine how solemn the real golden palace of the pre-Qin dynasty would be.

On a high ground, Jiang Yan and the others saw a person, a young, serious-looking boy, who was looking at the sky and the earth.

Obviously he should be a young man in the Mood for Love, but he gave people a feeling full of vicissitudes of time, as if God had placed an unbearable burden on his shoulders.

And this young man looked so strange.

When I got closer, I realized that this man's skin was wrong, and his whole body was made of bronze.

This is a bronze man.

Jiang Yan opened his mouth, not knowing how to describe the person he saw now.

It is said that Baishen Zen God is mysterious and incomprehensible, but at least he is still a human being, and the one in front of him may be described as non-human.

Behind Jiang Yan, Hu Hai grabbed Jiang Yan's thigh and hugged him tightly.

Jiang Yan couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Hu Hai only answered two words, "Gan Luo."

Jiang Yan was taken aback, this bronze boy is Gan Luo?

Hu Hai continued, "Except for the Lord of the Golden Book of Longevity, no one can live forever. Those alchemists either choose to sleep in the ground to freeze time. This is a more common method, but it is not the only way."

Hu Hai looked at Gan Luo, "For example, Gan Luo, in order to allow him to walk in the world and not endure the endless suffering and loneliness underground, the teacher turned him into a bronze vessel with a strange alchemy."

Jiang Yan: "..."

In other words, the current Ganluo itself is a bronze ware?

The alchemy of the pre-Qin period was really strange.

Jiang Yan glanced at the bronze boy. In fact... Hu Hai said that no one can live forever. For example, Gan Luo in this state just didn't know that he chose to become a bronze ware. Has he ever regretted it?

Jiang Yan couldn't help being taken aback, why would he think about this question?

This question should be considered by Gan Luo and the people who turned him into what he is now.

Having a long life without sleeping in the ground is the price Gan Luo paid.

Bai Shenchan walked over, frowning so nervously, "Gan Luo, why did you leave the imperial tomb? Don't forget, you once promised His Majesty to guard the imperial tomb for him."

The bronze boy lowered his eyebrows, turned his head slowly, looked at Baishen Chan, seemed to be distinguishing something, and said after a while, "The killing god of this life."

It seems that this is the first time I have seen Baishen Chan, but it seems that I can see through the soul, and I can tell the identity of Baishen Chan immediately.

The bronze boy continued, "We are the only two people in the pre-Qin period who can walk the world without sleeping underground, and we shoulder the same heavy mission."

Bai Shenchan frowned, something is wrong with Gan Luo now, Gan Luo is not a sentimental person, Gan Luo used to be the butler of that man's mansion, killing decisively, without procrastinating, such nonsense is rarely spoken, is it thousands of years old? Guarding the imperial tomb, Gan Luodu's heart became lonely?

Bai Shenchan continued, "You haven't answered my question yet, why did you leave the imperial tomb you guard? Although you are the man's steward, you are also the prime minister of my Great Qin Dynasty. Your majesty's orders are above all else."

The bronze man looked at Baishen Chan, yes, he is that man's housekeeper and His Majesty's prime minister, so who should he listen to?

Thousands of years have passed, and he is still struggling with this issue. His Majesty and him are always like strangers, and the decisions they make are all opposite to each other. What standard should a person like him act according to?

However, the bronze man looked at Baishen Chan. The person in front of him was more entangled and sad than him. He was ordered by His Majesty to kill all the monks in the world, but he was willing to accept the curse of that man's blood so that his hands would no longer be stained with anyone's blood. blood.

Two poor people who have the same mission and have lived in struggle and entanglement for life after life.

Thousands of years of continuation, I don't know if His Majesty and that person will have a result this time. If it is still the same as in the pre-Qin period, I am afraid it will be an endless continuation of fate.

Bai Shenchan looked at Gan Luo without blinking, as if he had to ask for an answer.

He really couldn't figure out how Gan Luo would violate His Majesty's order and leave the guarded imperial tomb.

I don't know what came to mind, Baishen Chan's heartbeat, and Gan Luo can make Gan Luo disobey His Majesty's order, I am afraid that only...

At this time, the bronze man suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the distance, "Why did you leave the imperial mausoleum? Because his sacred tree has descended."

Jiang Yan and the others were actually not far away, so they could hear them clearly.

God tree?What the hell?

The eyes couldn't help looking in the direction of the bronze boy's fingers.

White, a piece of white six-petal flower, whirling in the air, drifting towards this side with the wind.

No, not just one piece, but... white six-petal flowers all over the sky...

Eloquently, the whole world is like a rain of white flowers.

Jiang Yan was stunned, so... so beautiful.

The sky and the earth are vast, and the white six-petal flowers are flying across the sky like heavy snow, so beautiful that it is unreal.

Hu Hai, who hugged Jiang Yan's thigh, showed an obviously excited expression, "It's the teacher, it's the flower of the teacher's sacred tree, the purest six-petal flower in the world."

The bronze boy's eyes were a little confused, but also thoughtful.

In the pre-Qin era, the flames of war spread across the entire land. Among the beacon fires, there were only six-petaled flowers all over the sky, washing away all the sins and hearts of the world. That was the only color in that era of slaughter.

The petals didn't know where they came from, but they just floated from the sky to the whole earth.

It's unbelievably magnificent.

Jiang Yan stretched out his hand, and a six-petaled flower fell into his palm.

The flowers are really white and not as cold as snow.

Jiang Yan was at a loss, what kind of tree can spread flowers all over the world?

Incredible too.

Hu Hai also happily held a petal, holding it in the palm of his hand with a face full of happiness, and placed it next to his face, showing a face full of happiness.

Bai Shenchan was also almost dumbfounded, and stretched out his hand in the air, letting the petals fall on his palm.

But everyone could see that he was trembling with excitement, "The purest six-petaled flower in the world, finally... I finally saw it again after thousands of years."

Jiang Yan looked at Ou Nanhao and the others, and they also looked at a loss.

What's going on here?

Whether it is the bronze boy, Baishen Chan, or Hu Hai, after seeing this strange flower, they all seem to be different people.

Jiang Yan rubbed Hu Hai's head, "What the hell is this?"

Hu Hai carefully lifted the petals in his palm to the sky, letting the wind continue to blow the petals away. It seemed that even such a devil child was unwilling to damage even a simple flower.

A devil boy, letting the petals in the palm of his hand flutter in the wind, the picture is also a bit weird.

Hu Hai replied, "This is the flower of the teacher's sacred tree. Isn't it very beautiful? In the age of war, only it can heal all sorrows."

No one knew what unparalleled significance this flower had in that era.

Jiang Yan was still at a loss, what exactly is the sacred tree?

Hu Hai scratched his head, thinking about how to explain, and then looked at the little Cordyceps who was holding a petal and sticking his face to it, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

Jiang Yan was also taken aback, he knew best how bad the Cordyceps was, but he thought that the Cordyceps would destroy everything, but he didn't expect to show such an expression and movement.

A piece of garlic hugs a petal, puts his face on the petal, and squints his eyes comfortably, no matter how you look at it, there is a feeling of attachment.

Hu Hai pointed to the wormwood and said, "The teacher's sacred tree can still bear fruit, it should be hatched from the fruit of the teacher's sacred tree, or all the strange creatures in this world are hatched from the fruit of the teacher's sacred tree from."

Jiang Yan couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then his face was full of shock. Bai Shenchan seemed to have said once that the stone egg of Xu Yang's divine bird was also the fruit of some divine tree.

Hu Hai continued to mutter, "The teacher's sacred tree bears too many fruits, and I can't take care of it at all. Many of them fell on the ground and were picked up by others. In the past, Gan Luo specially helped the teacher take care of the sacred tree and watched the people who came to pick up the fruits. Gan Luoke is irritable, very scary, even Hu Hai is afraid..."

Jiang Yan: "..."

The world was vast, and Jiang Yan suddenly felt like someone had hit his head with a hammer.

If the alchemist is the most evil existence in the world, then wouldn't the owner of the sacred tree that gave birth to the alchemist be even more evil, but judging by the expressions of other people, it seems that this is not the case.

Things are too complicated to guess.