Chapter 1789 Dian Wei's Chance
"My lord, isn't the one buried here really a supreme existence?" Yu Jin's resolute face was gone at this moment, and he was full of worry and solemnity.
Not to mention Supreme, even in the face of Long Chu, there is a feeling of being unmatched. And Long Chu is not at the supreme level at all.
Everyone felt a sense of terror.
"The Tomb of the Cauldron, you say, the Gorefiend Supreme is buried in this tomb, not the Liangzhou Ding... and the space of this tomb palace is the space of the Liangzhou Ding?" Lin Mu expressed his guess. come out.
"My lord, do you mean to use the space of the Liangzhou tripod as the tomb? I see that!" Guo Jia and others suddenly realized.
[Ding's Tomb Palace] is not to bury the tripod, but to build the tomb palace with the tripod!
Sure enough! This tomb, that wall is actually a part of China's supreme artifact - [Liangzhou Ding]!
In other words, this entire space is the inner space of [Liangzhou Ding].
This is the real Supreme Artifact, not the imitation of some previous fortunes.
"Hiss! If that's the case, how big is the [Liangzhou Ding]'s space... If you use it to plunder foreign countries, you won't be afraid that there will be no space to load things..." Huang Zhong gasped and said.
He suffered from the lack of space equipment for a long time.
But at this time, Huang Zhong's fresh thinking was obviously incompatible with other people.
"Hiss! If that's the case, isn't the existence we're about to face even more terrifying? It needs to be suppressed with the Supreme Divine Artifact of China." Zang Ba and others turned pale with shock.
"It shouldn't be an impossible task. Maybe it's not the Gorefiend Supreme at its peak..." Lin Mu thought about the problem from the perspective of a player.
"Alas...it's a pity that Zhongjing was sent out so quickly...otherwise there might be a change with him."
"No way, orthodoxly, a craftsman is a ninth-class person. If he is not qualified enough, no matter how excellent his skills are, if he is not qualified enough in luck, he is a ninth-class person."
"Why is there a classification of people in the market?"
"Actually, they are divided according to their personalities." Guo Jia said slowly.
"Huh... I really have doubts about this. Isn't everyone equal in the world?" Lin Mu asked.
"My lord takes it for granted." Guo Jia said with a smile. He didn't call it Dao Jiu outside, even in the enclosed space of the tomb.
"Feng Xiao, I have read some ancient records, and there really were dynasties where everyone was equal." At this moment, Xun You said slowly.
"I've seen it too." Xi Zhicai also said.
"Yes...it's just a legend... To be specific, the rumor says that the status of a craftsman is elevated. Dragon Lord, Tiger Minister, Craftsman, Commoner..." Guo Jia said slowly.
After this blending, everyone's worry about the Gorefiend Supreme was obviously much less. Guo Jia deliberately said this information here, which also has the meaning of diverting everyone's sense of fear.
As expected of a conspiracy, every movement and every stillness have their own calculations.
"You mean, the personality of craftsmen can be improved? If they are improved, then they can continue to break through the barrier just like you?"
"But what happened to Longying Xiaoxuankun?" Lin Mu asked.
"I don't know about this either." Guo Jia shook his head and said, he is not omnipotent.
"Let's not talk about upgrading the craftsman status of the territory for now, let's discuss the Supreme Blood Demon first..." Lin Mu sighed.
"The Supreme Blood Demon... The Supreme Blood Demon should be the way of blood. This is somewhat similar to Gongtu's Yuantu God Realm..." Huang Zhong said suddenly.
"Yes! Perhaps, this is the opportunity for Gong Tu... Don't be depressed, everyone." Zhou Tai also responded.
When everyone heard the words, they all looked at the silent black man Dian Wei.
At this moment, Dian Wei did sense something, and frowned. All the people present could feel a gloomy atmosphere, but Dian Wei didn't. Instead, he felt the surroundings were very warm, like soaking in hot springs.
This anomaly, originally wanted to wait until the top of the mountain to talk to other people.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Dian Wei revealed the anomaly.
When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up slightly. Perhaps, Dian Wei is that variable!
"Gong Tu, you are the vanguard, continue on your way!" Lin Mu waved his big hand, letting Dian Wei lead the way.
In the dark, maybe there is really a glimmer of life...
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When Lin Mu opened the tomb, secrets were also surging in other places.
Luoyang, the capital of gods.
The grand and huge imperial palace, Nangong.
In a classical hall, two figures stood facing each other. In the empty hall, the two looked very abrupt.
One of the figures was the red dragon old man who was full of old spirit.
And the other one is the golden Taishan spirit shining with bright golden light. Compared with the red dragon, it is also surrounded by a sense of desperation.
"Why is senior Taishan here?" Chilong stared blankly at the spirit of Mount Tai with empty eyes, and said happily.
"Senior Taishan, can you let today's son enter Taishan Fengchan?" Chilong asked eagerly without waiting for him to speak.
"Hehe...Although the qi has opened the fate, but the timing is not good. You have the body of the dragon master, but you don't have the fate of the dragon master. It is reluctant, too reluctant..." The spirit of Taishan rejected Chilong's request without thinking for a second. .
"Besides, his fate has been shattered, and Feng Chan is useless." The spirit of Mount Tai shook his head again.
"Then can the next day be allowed to enter it to seal Zen?" Chilong still didn't give up hope. For the Han Dynasty, this minister of the humerus really did his best!
The spirit of Mount Tai took a deep look at Chilong, and after a while, said quietly: "If he can come to the foot of Mount Tai, yes."
The spirit of Mount Tai agreed! Chilong was overjoyed when he heard the words.
"Thank you, Senior Taishan! Thank you!"
"It's just for your old minister's request... You have guarded the veins of gods and demons for a long time, and you have done a lot in Shenzhou." The spirit of Mount Tai said slowly.
In fact, it didn't say that Chilong and the Han Dynasty both died soon. As for the second candidate for the new son of heaven, the source of blessing is not enough for him to come to Mount Tai, which is his fate. One of them was short-lived.
His promise was just empty words. It can be regarded as comforting the old minister.
"Actually, you can go out of the original world. With your roots, you can definitely survive for a long time." There was a sense of regret in the tone of Taishan Spirit.
"I promised him to protect the dynasty for five hundred years." Chilong slowly revealed an ancient secret.
If Lin Mu heard it, he didn't know what he would think. Five hundred years... Hehe... The Han Dynasty almost couldn't even pass the hurdle of four hundred years... Even a long time ago, when it was only two hundred and ten years ago, it encountered a change of dynasty. If it weren't for a genius born in the Han Dynasty, how could the four hundred years of the Western Han Dynasty and the Eastern Han Dynasty come!
"According to your current state, five hundred years is simply impossible." The spirit of Mount Tai said meaningfully.
"No matter what... try your best." Chilong shook his head and said.
"Senior, what are you talking about here?" Chilong asked again.
"It's nothing. Recently, some things came out, so I came here for a stroll. It's hard to come out once." The spirit of Taishan said lightly.
"You didn't stop the Chixiao sword?" asked the spirit of Mount Tai.
"It's all about fate, it doesn't matter whether you stop it or not." Chilong shook his head.
The spirit of Mount Tai heard the words, but did not speak. After pondering for a while, he said leisurely: "I'll give you this treasure map, it's your reward."
The spirit of Taishan threw a simple treasure map to Chilong.
"Senior, is this treasure map useful to me and the Han Dynasty?" Chilong said overjoyed when he found the treasure map.
According to rumors, the spirits of Mount Tai rarely give things to other creatures on their own initiative. What it pursues is the principle of fair exchange.
"Maybe it's useful, maybe it's not, there's just a knife inside..." Taishan Spirit said softly.
After speaking, his figure disappeared. Luoyang, the capital of God, and the imperial palace, are free to come and go.
"Just a knife? Alas..." Chilong held the treasure map tightly and sighed.
The sigh echoed in the empty hall...
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In a certain mysterious valley, a group of people hurried down from a mountain peak.
"Damn it... it's really weakening your luck." A burly black-faced man stomped his feet and said helplessly.
This person is indeed Zhang Fei.
(Updated.)
