When Wang Baole was teleported to the Imperial Tomb Cemetery, he felt something was wrong. At the same time, in the Xingkongfang City, which was very far away from the galaxy where the Divine Eye Civilization was located, on the top floor of Xie's shop, Xie Haiyang, who helped Wang Baole complete the teleportation, picked up the table After taking a sip from the tea cup, a smile appeared on his face and he murmured.
"Brother Baole, I, Xie Haiyang, am very reliable in my work... Three Thousand Red Crystals contains not only information, opening doors and teleportation... but also opportunities!"
"And timing... is the most expensive, because your appearance at this time will let you learn a series of information and... change some things in the future."
"As your investor, I am sincere enough to you!" Xie Haiyang put down his teacup and smiled.
At the same time, Wang Baole, whose figure paused in mid-air in the Shenmu Civilization Imperial Tomb Cemetery, had a strange light in his eyes as he felt his surroundings again.
"Am I really the child of fate?" Wang Baole was silent for a moment and looked around. In fact, Wang Baole didn't feel the slightest bit of the extremely exaggerated sense of rejection that Xie Haiyang had vowed before.
It would be fine if he just didn't feel it, but in his consciousness at this moment, all the vegetation and everything around the imperial mausoleum and cemetery, even this world... seemed to have an indescribable kindness and enthusiasm for him.
For example... wherever I look, the vegetation on the ground immediately sway, as if welcoming me. Another example... I am standing in mid-air, and the wind automatically comes to my feet to support me, as if I am worried that I will consume my soul. The appearance of strength.
All this made Wang Baole's eyes flash slightly, and a guess instantly appeared in his mind.
"Perhaps... is it because I have practiced the Nightmare Eye Technique? So I am considered to be of royal bloodline? Or... there is no so-called royal bloodline. Anyone who has practiced the Divine Eye Technique will meet the requirements?" Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. He felt that this Guess, there is a certain possibility that it is correct.
"However, why do I still feel that this matter is weird..." Wang Baole's eyes showed suspicion as he murmured. After thinking, his body swayed and landed directly among the vegetation on the ground below. Looking at the swaying vegetation around him, Wang Baole's eyes Then he fell to the surrounding trees, and finally walked towards one of the big trees with many small fruits. When standing in front of it, he suddenly spoke.
"It would be nice if I could eat a bigger fruit."
As soon as the words came out, the fruit tree suddenly shook a few times, and all the fruits withered in an instant. Only the fruit closest to Wang Baole not only did not disappear, but grew rapidly. In just a few breaths, that fruit The fruit has grown from the size of a fingernail to the size of a fist.
This scene made Wang Baole take a deep breath and said, "There is indeed a problem. Even if I practice the Nightmare Eye Technique, I won't let this place change like this." A cold light flashed deep in Wang Baole's eyes. This abnormality had aroused his high vigilance, and he had a vague guess in his heart. However, this guess only flashed, and he hid it. Even this doubtful thought, They were all hidden by him, to a certain extent, even his thoughts were not contained, let alone his facial expressions, which were naturally not revealed at all.
Instead, he coughed, letting his heart fill with pride.
"It seems that I am really the child of luck." Wang Baole sighed, secretly thinking that he was also very helpless. He was already very low-key, but fate always had a crush on him, making him unknowingly become the child of luck in many places. The son of luck.
"In this way... there is no limit to one stick of incense for me..." Wang Baole touched his belly and sighed with emotion. His body swayed. With the help of the wind under his feet, he moved extremely fast, and his consciousness spread out. Run ahead.
It seemed that at this moment, even his thoughts were filled with pride and he did not have too many doubts. Even if someone deliberately peeked into his heart, they would not be able to see many clues. But in fact... within Wang Baole's sea of consciousness, The palm of the planet warmed by eternal fire is now ready to explode at any time.
This means that deep down in Wang Baole's heart... he is extremely vigilant!
This is a method that is close to self-hypnosis. To a certain extent, it can be regarded as deceiving yourself, so that you can form this kind of vigilance deep in your heart, but your thoughts are not exposed at all, but instead give people a feeling of complacency. feeling.
With this kind of complacency, Wang Baole flew forward all the way. The area of the imperial mausoleum cemetery was not small. At Wang Baole's speed, it would take half a stick of incense to complete it. But not long after he walked out, Wang Baole The figure paused again, with a strange light in his eyes. When he turned his head and looked to the right, his figure blurred for an instant until he disappeared without a trace.
After his figure dispersed, about twenty breaths later, from the direction Wang Baole was looking, seven or eight rainbows appeared in the sky. The speed of these rainbows was relatively not very fast, and the fluctuations in his cultivation were only Yuan Yuan. The Yings, while dressed in gorgeous clothes, all had arrogance in their expressions. There was also a faint aura of Shenmu Jue spreading over them, whistling past the place where Wang Baole disappeared.
These seven or eight people did not notice that as they flew by, a wisp of black mist appeared out of thin air on the hair of the middle-aged monk at the end, entangled it, and penetrated along his ears. In the next moment, This person's body even shivered, and there was a faint distortion around him for a moment.
This scene was naturally not noticed by the monks in front of him, so no one knew that in that moment of distortion, Wang Baole transformed into the appearance of this person in an instant, and even sealed and collected the person he transformed. Inside storage bag.
Incidentally, he even completed a simple soul search.
"Royal family..." Wang Baole, who transformed into a middle-aged monk, followed the few people in front of him and galloped through the sky, his eyes flashed slightly. Through soul searching, he knew that these people were all descendants of the royal family, and also spied on why they were here. , and what to do next.
"The King of Divine Eyes of this generation wants to open the gate to the cemetery, and all the royal monks are ordered to go? It's interesting. The timing Xie Haiyang found for me is too good to be exaggerated..." Wang Baole narrowed his eyes because he was searching for his soul. There were not many people who knew about it, so Wang Baole only had a rough idea, but he was not in a hurry and followed everyone silently. In the roar of the imperial mausoleum, after less than half an hour, he arrived at the center of the imperial mausoleum. !
From a distance, Wang Baole saw a huge statue in the center. The statue stood there, looking down at all living beings. It had no mouth or nose on its face, only one huge eye!
Although it was made of stone, the moment Wang Baole saw the eyes, the Nightmare Eye Art in his body began to circulate on its own. After being directly suppressed by him, he followed the fellow monks in front of him expressionlessly, approaching the statue.
And here... hundreds of monks have gathered.
These monks were obviously not from the same group. They were clearly separated from each other and formed two groups. One group was on the periphery, about thirty people, wearing colorful robes and purple masks on their faces. The aura on their bodies was sharp and strong, and there was a strong evil aura. The cultivation level is also very astonishing. In addition to the five spiritual waves, one of them, Wang Baole, immediately recognized it after seeing it. This person must be a spiritual immortal!
One characteristic of these people is that they all contain the aura of blood. If you look carefully, you can see that each of them holds a bloody jade pendant in their hands!
The blood emitted by these jade pendants seemed to be able to offset the rejection here to a certain extent, so that there was no sign of rejection around them.
This scene made Wang Baole narrow his eyes and then look at another group of people.
This group of people approached the statue. They were dressed gorgeously and had Divine Eye Technique fluctuations on their bodies. They were obviously members of the royal family, especially four of them who had the strongest fluctuations.
These four people are all old men, three of them are wearing purple robes, and their cultivation levels are all as if they are at the level of the Great Perfection. Their eyes are cold, looking at the only one who is wearing a yellow robe, wearing a crown, and is dressed like an emperor. Ordinary people.
"Brother Imperial, so...you refuse?" One of the three old men in purple robes said coldly at this moment.
As soon as his voice came out, the body of the emperor-like old man trembled, his expression was weak and helpless, he looked at the three people around him in fear, and spoke bitterly.
"I've really tried my best, but it's not what I want if I can't open it... It's really because my bloodline is not dense enough. Even if you give me a new bloodline pill, it won't be of any use."
(End of chapter)