Vol 2 Chapter 81: The amount of information is too big, 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.
Judging from the murals, the owner of this tomb is clearly the Taoist, but what comes out of the bronze coffin is a yellow robe corpse who lives by himself.
Adding the yellow robe... How dare a subordinate wear a yellow robe? This is suspicious.
In addition, there are many burn marks on the mummy, which is consistent with the experience of being struck by lightning.
All the above details were explained after the monk Shenshu revealed his identity as a corpse.
Is this corpse 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.
Immediately thought of something wrong, Taoist Jin Lian said, the second stage of the catastrophe period, successfully the clubhouse tender model, ah, no, it is the land fairy.
Failure turned into ashes, and this person can leave a shell, is it 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.
"Do you want to extract information from my lord?" The mummy's hideous and ugly face showed a disdainful expression.
The language of the mummy is very similar to today's Dafeng Mandarin, but its pronunciation is different.
The Terran has occupied the Central Plains since ancient times. Although there are gaps in history, the Terran 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.
The monk Shenshu 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!
That Daoist was born in a human clan... I said that the content of the murals has such a strong sense of sight, which can explain why the Daoist wanted to kill the emperor to usurp the throne... , 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's 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 mummy 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 conversation between the two big men.
"What dynasty is he?" Monk Shenshu asked.
"Beam Dynasty."
"Beam Dynasty.........do you know?"
Monk Shenshu frowned, and the last sentence was for Xu Qi'an.
Then, 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, making people feel that his voice has rotted:
"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 blood of the gods and demons was still raging in the land of Kyushu. However, it is already embers and it is difficult to become a powerful weapon.
"In addition to the human race, the power of the demon race should not be underestimated. However, just like the division of the human race, the demon race also centers on tribes and ethnic groups. Although they are united with each other, the overall situation is a piece of sand. The 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.
A champion like Chu Yuanzhen did not recognize 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 ask the Gu God in the extreme abyss of southern Xinjiang... Xu Qi'an continued to ask:
"What is the grade of the gods and demons?"
"Class?" The mummy asked back.
Oh, the current Ninth-Rank to First-Rank are the concepts put forward by the Confucian sages, and they are graded personally. The owner of this tomb was in an earlier age.......... Xu Qi'an suddenly changed his 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, can destroy the world."
Can I understand that the most powerful gods and demons have strength beyond the ranks? Xu Qi'an fell into deep thought and did not speak.
"In the age of your existence, how many powerhouses have the most peak god-devil personality?" Monk Shenshu took over the "account".
"The Gu God of Southern Xinjiang." The mummy replied.
Upon 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 ranks? The corpse didn't know about Buddhism, indicating that in the age of his existence, the Buddha had not yet proclaimed.
The same goes for the witch gods.
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?
"What Daoist?" The mummy said in a daze.
This...Xu Qi'an couldn't speak for a moment, and his mind was in a daze.
He doesn't know Zun, he doesn't know Zun? !
The cultivator didn't even know Dao Zun, how could this be 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 emerged after the big beam."
I haven't heard of Taoism, but the Taoist in the mural is a real existence... In other words, there was probably no Taoism 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 martial arts 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 walking this way. Finally, it is the Dao Zun who is the master who successfully surpassed the rank and became the immortal god.
Do you have a Taoist door?
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 knew how to edit books. It was 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, Yangshen 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 gave me the jade seal that condensed the great fortune of the Liang Dynasty. Let me take care of him. One day, he will come back and take it away. But countless years have passed and he never returned until you enter 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, and I mistaken you for him."
"Doesn't every emperor have luck?" Xu Qi'an asked.
The mummy sneered: "If I knew, I wouldn't mistake it."
Xu Qi'an uttered the monk's voice: "The emperor has luck, but the luck does not belong to him, but belongs to the dynasty. Therefore, the emperor can be replaced.
"You are not the same. You are carrying 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 sank in his heart.
After answering Xu Qi'an's question, Shen Shu continued: "Now the Orthodox Human Race is the Dafeng Dynasty. I am afraid that it is more than 10,000 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 died, and Dao Zun disappeared after he was in a state of energy and sanctification. The others, huh, something went wrong."
This also involves a point that I have never thought about understanding. How can a Confucian sage live only 82 years old? Also, there is something wrong with the others.
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 and too complicated, too high-end.
If you force the analysis, your 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 there is, why didn't he come back to find you, heh, these poor monks don't know."
The mummy stared at him and asked, "Is there no you in this one."
Monk Shenshu shook his head, and then said: "The poor monk gives you two choices, one, I will destroy you now. Two, you stay in the tomb and wait, and this time, you can no longer sleep, you will endure loneliness and There is no end to loneliness."
"I...I choose to continue to wait, this is my mission." The mummy whispered:
"It's 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."
"Good." The mummy nodded.
.......what are you doing? Xu Qi'an froze in vain.
At this moment, his ears moved and he heard strange footsteps. The sound of the footsteps fell on different degrees. The person who came seemed to be a lame.
"Here is someone," Monk Shenshu frowned and said in a deep voice: "I will continue to sleep, otherwise I cannot control my desire to swallow.
"Don't worry about me, the more luck you take, the better for me."
The voice 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 head with a disheveled hair, and 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 with a fright.
Xu Qi'an knew that she was afraid 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 flesh, 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 the hair for a moment, "You, you are not dead, you are not seized..."
There was some excitement in his tone.
"I have great luck to 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 behind her, 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 hard, which worsened her injuries.
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 ~EbookFREE.me~, squatting on the ground: "I will carry you out."
Zhong Li moved over and was about to pounce on him with open hands. Xu Qi'an suddenly stood up, his head hitting Zhong Li's jaw with a "bang", and she screamed at the top, raising her head and falling.
Absolutely...... Xu Qi'an said heartily.
He picked up the poor fifth senior sister and walked out, while guilty explaining: "I, what I just thought is that if you carry you, you might hit a stone on your head again and blow your head."
Zhong Li's tongue broke, and his speech was vague: "It's not 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 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 the code word, 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 wisely completed this bug.
In addition, this chapter is all dry stuff, written very carefully, and the codewords are very slow.