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Chapter five hundred and fifty fifth book burning slave

'That's not right. Shanhaishou does not have the function of transmitting demonic power, and this ability does not seem to be used by Shan Qingtong.'

In other words, Shan Shan Gou could actually take away Shan Qingtong from thousands of miles away with just the projection of a mountain and sea tablet. With this method, it is hard to imagine that he is just a street vendor.

"This is the book-burning slave's secret method of snow burial."

"The secret method of snow burial?"

Zhonggu Mianmu is worthy of being three million years old. She revealed the mystery of Single Gou's witchcraft at a glance: "Today's Shanhaiguan, people only know the thirty-six, and don't know the other forty-five, burning books

Slave is one of the forty-five lost lineages."

"Another kind of mountain and sea official." Qin Xuan said with a smile: "Isn't this what we call, the masters are among the people?"

Qin Tianjian thought he had control over the world and determined that there were only thirty-six Shanhaiguan left, so he established a department.

Little did he know that some Shanhaiguan inheritance had not been cut off and was still carried on among the people. Qin Xuan now met any young hawker who had unique skills that had been lost outside. You can imagine how many strange people and strangers are hidden in this big world of mountains and seas.

.

"The Nine Meridians of Burning Books, I didn't expect that they still exist."

"Mian Mu has done any research on this Shanhaiguan?"

Sister Tu has already told Qin Xuan that she doesn't know much about Shanhaiguan, and Luo Xiyu doesn't know about this discontinued inheritance.

But Mian Mu is different, she is senior.

"When I was young, the world was not what it is today. Human beings were not strong. The world was still dominated by the Shanhai tribe." Zhonggu Mianmu said: "Back then, I visited powerful people as a ranger, and I saw a lot of weird things during this period.

means."

"The inheritance of the Burning Book Slave comes from Feng Tianxian."

"Feng Tianxian?"

"Master knows?"

Qin Xuan: "I met a woman named Yan Moxian, who was Feng Tianxian."

Hearing what Qin Xuan said, Chonggu Mianmu frowned and said, "This is not a good thing."

"How to say?"

"Although Feng Tianxian claims to be an immortal, in fact, these women are too ambitious." Chonggu Mianmu said: "As early as the ancient people, the inheritance of Feng Tianxian already existed, and they were not aware of it at that time.

They call themselves this, but the essential difference is not big.”

"By the way, Master, if my guess is correct, the woman named Yan Moxian must have surrendered after meeting you, Master, right?"

Indeed, just like what Conggu Mianmu said, Yan Moxian always supported Qin Xuan as soon as he came up and tried to support him. At that time, Qin Xuan had not attended the Qiu family's wedding. Many things,

It's not clear yet.

The scariest thing was not this, but the speed with which Yan Moxian got the news, which was really too fast.

You know, even when the heads of the twenty-four sects were kept in the dark, Yan Moxian had already begun to place bets. Chonggu Mianmu's evaluation of Feng Tianxian was right, and Feng Tianxian

Xian is very ambitious and wants to be a chess player.

"The Book Burning Slave was born out of Feng Tianxian, but he is very different from Feng Tianxian," said Coffin Mianmu: "The Book Burning Slave has nine channels in total, and each of the nine channels has its own inheritance. Its actions are extremely mysterious. Since the Battle of Mountains and Seas

Since then, Shanhaiguan has been silent. Except for the thirty-six officials who were absorbed by the Painting Demon Master, the others can still preserve such a complete inheritance. To be honest, I was surprised just now."

Zhonggu Mianmu already knows Qin Xuan's identity. As a witness to civilization for three million years, her experience and vision are not comparable to Qin Xuan's.

"Lord," Han Ji came over at this time and said, "I have moved all the snow girls to the virtual world opened by Sister Rabbit."

"Well, then we can go back now."

After that, Zonggu Mianmu told Qin Xuan a few more key points, asking Qin Xuan not to go into the current muddy waters, because now is no longer the era of centralized power.

The human life cycle is too short, only a hundred years.

Qin Tianjian has been in power for six thousand years, and how many generations have passed in the meantime. Except for some old and immortal monsters, who would care about Qin Xuan, the expired Emperor Qi Ying.

"The reason why the family favors you, my master, is because I'm afraid I won't be able to survive."

"Because of the persecution by Qin Tian Prison?"

"That's right," Cong Gu Mianmu said, "Qin Wuya said back then that the power of the people is strong, and there are too few powerful people. Even if the top officials are controlled, government orders cannot be issued, and the grassroots are obeying and disobeying them. In the long run, the powerful people will The power must be damaged."

"Zhaogu Mian's mother continued: "Moreover, more than a hundred years ago, Qin Wuya killed too many powerful people. The aristocrats and aristocratic families in the old era suffered heavy losses. After more than a hundred years, almost all their rights were taken away by civilian forces. Gone."

"They are afraid of losing their rights and have to look for opportunities for an alliance."

Qin Xuan: "Is this the opportunity?"

"Yes, Master, you are the key to uniting them to fight against foreign enemies." Zhonggu Mian's mother is already Qin Xuan's. She will suffer both losses and prosperity. Her words must be based on Qin Xuan's interests. : "The family wants a puppet emperor, but I can't understand this Qin Tianjian."

"can't read?"

"Yes, in fact, I have never understood this institution since the establishment of the Qintian Prison," said Zhuogu Mianmu: "I have watched many changes in political power, but this is the only one that makes me confused. "

"What do you mean?"

"This organization gives me a feeling," said Chonggu Mianmu, "its work is often like looking for trouble for yourself."

"What's the meaning?"

"I can't tell clearly." Zonggu Mian's mother has rich experience and may not be as powerful as Sister Ying, but Sister Ying died too early. She has never seen Qintian Prison and doesn't know its weirdness: "Master, you will be in your own home Dig a hole in the yard and then fill it in?"

"ah?"

Qin Xuan didn't understand: "Well, I didn't understand what Mian Mu said."

"To put it simply, Master, if you want to plant a tree in your yard, you will definitely dig a hole and plant it, right?"

Generally speaking, the steps are like this.

"But Qin Tianjian is very strange. It dug a hole in its own yard, and then filled it up without doing anything." Zhonggu Mianmu thought about it and said, "No one has any benefit, and no harm. It’s like a person who has nothing to do, looks for things to do, and wastes his efforts.”

Sister Tu couldn't get in touch with what Conggu Mian's mother told Qin Xuan. She was not good at such political issues.

"This is possible."

Sister Ying appeared next to the two of them and said, "In my time, such things were called 'acting'."

"put on a show?"

“Digging holes and then filling them in may seem meaningless, but if the person doing it just wants others to see it, then it will be meaningful.”

In other words, Qin Tian Jian has been constantly putting on a show for six thousand years.

"You are!"

Zhonggu Mian's mother recognized Sister Ying: "First Emperor? Are you Emperor Ying?"


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