Nightwatcher Chapter 81: The amount of information is too large, and the brain is down

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Hearing the words of Monk Shenshu, Xu Qi'an was stunned, and immediately thought of many details.

From the murals, the owner of this tomb is clearly the Taoist, but what comes out of the bronze coffin is a yellow-robed corpse who lives by himself.

The yellow robe is added...How can a subordinate dare to wear a yellow robe? This is suspicious.

In addition, there are many burn marks on the mummy, which is in line with the experience of being struck by lightning.

All the above details were explained after the monk Shenshu revealed his identity as a mummy.

This corpse is the old body left over from the failure of the Dao Chang’s Tribulation? As for him, he succeeded in crossing the Tribulation, stepping into the First-Rank realm, or robbing other bodies... Xu Qi'an's thoughts were uncontrollably transferred to the Dao Master himself.

I immediately thought of something wrong. Daoist Jin Lian once said that the second-tier crossing the catastrophe period succeeded the clubhouse tender model, ah, no, it was the land god.

Failed to turn into ashes, and this person can leave the body, is there some way to avoid the end of the ashes? It's because the Jinlian Dao leader's rank is too low and his knowledge is limited, which exaggerates the tribulation of heaven.

"Do you want to extract information from my lord?" The mummy's ugly face showed a disdainful expression.

The language of the mummy is very similar to today's Dafeng Mandarin, but the pronunciation is different in subtleties.

The Human Race has occupied the Central Plains since ancient times. Although there are gaps in history, the Human Race has always existed and the language has not changed much.

This guy is very loyal to his predecessor... and so, after all, he is a physical predecessor and incumbent. Xu Qi said with a heart.

Shenshu monk gently said: "The person in the Taoist school, sword repair, needs to take advantage of luck to practice. Even if you don't say it, the poor monk can guess the roots and feet of that Taoist."

People!

The Daoist was born in a human clan...I said that the content of the mural has such a strong sense of sight, which can explain why the Daoist wanted to kill the emperor to usurp the throne........ .. Hey, it's a pity that Luo Yuheng is not a man, otherwise...Danger·Yuanjingdi·Wei!

Xu Qi'an thought with regret.

The mummy was silent for a while, without refuting: "In your personality, it is really not difficult to see."

Monk Shenshu nodded: "You don't want to know the whereabouts of your lord? We can exchange information."

This time the corpse did not hesitate, "Okay!"

The skill of negotiation is to grasp what the other party wants. As long as there is a demand, there is room for negotiation...Xu Qi'an enriches his inner drama while listening to the two bigwigs. chat.

"What dynasty is he?" Monk Shenshu asked.

"Daliang Dynasty."

"Daliang Dynasty.........do you know?"

Monk Shenshu frowned, and the last sentence was for Xu Qi'an.

Next, he asked and answered, and Xu Qi'an's voice came from his mouth: "Master, I'm just a crude martial artist, not a Confucian disciple. I haven't even read Dafeng's history books... "

I'm just a martial artist. You can't let me bear the pressure that this system shouldn't have... Xu Qi'an vomited humorously.

"Looking at the way you look, I seem to have been sleeping too long." A hoarse and low voice came from the mummy's throat, which made people think his voice was rotten:

"During the Liang Dynasty, it was tens of thousands of years after the extinction of the gods and demons. At that time, the countries segregated the Central Plains. The remnants of the gods and demons are still raging in the land of Kyushu. But it is already embers and it is difficult to become a powerful weapon.

"In addition to the human race, the power of the monster race should not be underestimated. However, just as the human race is divided, the monster race also has tribes and ethnic groups as the core. Although they are united with each other, the overall situation is a scattered sand. At that time, the demon tribes will unite."

After the gods and demons, the human race and the demons competed for hegemony... How long has this history lasted? How do I feel that the history of this world is messy, with too much past that cannot be verified.

Chuan Yuanzhen, a champion, doesn't know the costumes on the murals.

This world needs a Sima Qian... Xu Qian muttered in his heart.

"How did the gods and demons perish?" Xu Qi'an was very busy and temporarily took back the ownership of the "account".

The mummy shook his head.

Well, there are too many historical faults and a complete cultural system has not been formed. It is estimated that these incidents will never surface, um, unless you go to the extreme abyss of southern Xinjiang to ask the Gu God... ... Xu Qi'an continued to ask:

"What grade is the **** and devil?"

"Class?" The mummy asked back.

Oh, now the 9th to 1st ranks are the concepts proposed by the Confucian sages and personally divided the ranks. The owner of this tomb was in an earlier age..........Xu Qi'an suddenly, Change the words:

"What strength."

"Your question is too vague, I can't answer it. Each **** and devil has different combat power and cannot be generalized. The most powerful **** and devil, immortal, is enough to destroy the world."

Then can I understand that the most powerful gods and demons have strength beyond rank? Xu Qi'an fell into deep thought and did not speak.

"In the age of your existence, how many strong men have the most peak god-devil personality?" Monk Shenshu took over the "account".

"The Gu God of Southern Xinjiang." The mummy answered.

After hearing this, Monk Shenshu frowned: "Where is Dao Zun?"

Xu Qi'an also realized that something was wrong, how could there be no existence beyond the rank? The corpse didn't know the Buddhism, which means that in the age of his existence, the Buddha has not yet preached.

Sorcerer God is the same.

However, since there is a Taoist who usurped the throne, it must be after the Taoist priest, after all, the Taoist priest is the founder of the Taoist school.

Isn't Dao Sovereign an existence beyond rank?

"Which Daoist?" The mummy said in a daze.

This.........Xu Qi'an couldn't speak for a while, and his mind was in a state of confusion.

He doesn't know Zun, doesn't he know Zun? !

The cultivator does not even know Dao Zun, how is this possible.

"You don't even know the founder of Dao Sect?" Xu Qi'an asked this question in a low voice.

"Daomen?" The mummy thought for a while, and said: "I haven't heard of it. It should be a force that appeared after the big beam."

I have never heard of Daomen, but the Daoist in the mural is a real existence........In other words, there was probably no Daomen concept at that time?

But even Dao Zun has never heard of it, which is very unreasonable.

Xu Qi'an immediately thought of Wei Yuan's description of the Wufu system. It did not happen overnight. It is the martial arts who have cultivated power from generation to generation, relying on their own wisdom and talent, constantly exploring and creating, and after endless years, the current martial arts system has been formed.

Is it possible? Dao Zun was not the founder of Dao Sect. At that time, there was a general system, and everyone was following this path. Finally, it is the Dao Zun who is the master who successfully surpassed the rank and became the immortal god.

Is there a door later?

I remember that when I checked the classics of the three Taoist schools in the case library, it was recorded that the birth time of the Taoist priest was unknown and could not be verified...This is in line with the historical fault phenomenon.

It's a pity that there was no Confucianism at the time, and no one could edit books. It is difficult to verify the hypothesis about Dao Zun masters... Xu Qi'an thought regretfully, and heard Monk Shenshu say:

"Tell me about yourself."

"After the Lord’s failure to cross the Tribulation, Yang Shen faded away from the old body. He enlightened the remnant soul remaining in the old body, and collected the souls that traveled in the world to make up the remnant soul. So I was born.

"Later he repaired this large tomb and handed over the jade seal that condensed the great fortune of the Liang Dynasty to me. Let me take care of him. One day, he will come back and take it away. But countless years passed and he never came back until you entered the tomb. ."

The mummy looked at Xu Qi'an, with a little anger of being deceived: "Your luck is exactly the same as the lord at the time, I mistaken you for him."

"Don't every emperor have luck?" Xu Qi'an asked.

The corpse sneered: "If I knew, I wouldn't mistake it."

Xu Qi'an said the monk's voice: "The emperor has luck, but luck does not belong to him, but belongs to the dynasty. Therefore, the emperor can be replaced.

"You are not the same. What you carry is the refined luck, which belongs to you. That Taoist must be the same, so he recognizes you as a Taoist."

The luck that has been refined...Xu Qi'an sinks in his heart.

After answering Xu Qi'an’s question, Shenshu continued: "Now the orthodox human race is the Dafeng Dynasty. I am afraid that it is more than ten thousand years away from your time.

"As for the whereabouts of your lord, the poor monk can tell you that after the main beam, there are peak gods and demons, including Gu gods, witch gods, Buddha, Taoist priests, and Confucian saints.

"Among them, the Confucian sage fell away, and Dao Zun disappeared after he was infused into Sanqing. The others, huh, something went wrong."

There is another point that I still don't understand. How could a Confucian sage live only 82 years old? Also, there is something wrong with the others.

Thinking about this sentence is extremely scary... Xu Qi'an feels that his brain is a little overwhelmed, and the information he has absorbed is too much, too complicated, and too high-end.

Forced to analyze, the brain hurts.

"Whether there is your lord in this, think for yourself, if not, then he has either died or is still accumulating power. If so, why didn't he come back to find you? Oh, neither of these poor monks I know."

The mummy stared at him and asked: "Is there no you in this one."

The monk Shenshu shook his head, and then said: "The poor monk gives you two choices. One, I will kill you now. Two, you stay in the tomb and wait, and this time, you can’t sleep anymore and will endure There is no end to loneliness and loneliness."

"I...I choose to continue to wait. This is my mission." The mummy whispered:

"It is also the meaning of my existence."

What a good eighth...Xu Qi'an was moved a little, and then listened to the monk Shenshu said: "Within ten years, he will come back and repay your luck."

"Okay." The mummy nodded.

.......whatareyoudoing? Xu Qi'an froze in vain.

At this moment, his ears moved, and he heard strange footsteps. The sound of the footsteps fell in different degrees. The person who came seemed to be a lame man.

"Here is someone," Monk Shenshu frowned, and said in a deep voice: "I will continue to fall asleep, otherwise I cannot control my desire to swallow.

"Don't worry about me, the more luck you take, the better for me."

The sound gradually became inaudible and disappeared.

The light and heavy footsteps approached the entrance of the main tomb, which had long been turned into ruins, slowly poking out a disheveled head, carefully looking inside.

"What do you look at!" Xu Qi'an shouted.

She was shocked, her head shrank quickly, and she hid. After a few seconds, my head came out again, very cautious.

This time, Xu Qi'an was directly in front of her.

Zhong Li sat on the ground in shock.

Xu Qi'an knew that she didn't dare to spy on her with the wind technique, so he deliberately frightened her, and said gloomily: "Just so hungry, the little girl has delicate skin and tender meat, hehehe..."

Zhong Li shivered, dragging one leg back, like a frightened little rabbit.

"What happened to your legs?" Xu Qi'an frowned and asked in a normal tone.

Zhong Li raised his head and stared at him with the eyes hidden in his hair for a moment, "You, you are not dead, you are not taken away..."

There was some excitement in his tone.

"I have good luck and protect me, and I can't die." Xu Qi'an stared at her leg: "What are you doing back?"

"Come back to find you." After Zhong Li finished speaking, he lowered his head aggrievedly: "I was broken by a stone on the road."

.........What else can I say, this is the foundation of the prophet!

After a few seconds of silence, Xu Qi'an said: "Okay, let's go back together."

Zhong Li breathed a sigh of relief and didn't get scolded.

So she followed Xu Qi'an with a stab, and returned with him. Her legs were a little twisted, and red blood came out of her pants.

In order to catch up with Xu Qi'an, she could only jump and jump hard, which made her injuries worse.

Xu Qi'an in front suddenly stopped and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"Um..." She responded in a low voice.

"This is the price of being mindless." Xu Qi'an cursed and returned to IndoMTL.com~ squatting on the ground: "I will carry you out."

Zhong Li moved over, open his hands and was about to pounce on, Xu Qi'an suddenly stood up, and his head hit Zhong Li's jaw with a "bang", she screamed, raised her head and fell.

Absolutely....... Xu Qianxin said.

He picked up the poor fifth senior sister and walked out, guiltily explaining: "I, what I just thought was that if you carry you, you might smash a stone on your head and blow your head."

Zhong Li's tongue broke, and his speech was vague: "It's me..."

Xu Qi'an nodded: "So just now I suddenly got up and planned to hug you."

Zhong Li: "Take me to mold..."

Xu Qi'an sneered: "You are really unlucky."

Zhong Li buried his face in his arms in shame.

"The dry corpse in the tomb was solved by me. I dare to keep it. Naturally, there is a later move. I have to count, but you are gone. Isn't it clear that you are unlucky?"

Xu Qi'an brought the topic back and warned: "Next time there is such a thing, just run away. Don't I won't die by that time, you will die first."

"I, I don't worry about you." she said.

"Gun Xiaozi, you are not my daughter-in-law. Eat radish and worry about it." Xu Qi'an said.

I'm going to be a steward.

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PS: When codewords, I suddenly thought of a bug: the language is not working.

So I checked the information and found that the Mandarin in the Tang and Song dynasties was Shaanxi dialect. Through dynasties, Mandarin may change with the capital, and the language has always existed. And the changes have not been too great since ancient times, unless the people of a certain area die out, then the local language will disappear.

So I wittily completed the bug.

In addition, this chapter is all dry stuff, written very carefully, and the codewords are very slow.