"Has Dazai Ji arrived?"

"Lord Xinli, we haven't arrived yet, but if we follow the signal we left, I believe they will find Siming Temple soon."

"It's still too slow, so I said there's no need to split up. I'm definitely number one when it comes to treasure hunting."

"It has to be Mr. Li!"

"No need to flatter me, you know, I don't do this~"

Even though Yue Gongli said so, he hummed and said that he was very satisfied with his ambition.

Feng shui has turned, and after an adventure, he is now in complete control of the situation, and is no longer afraid of Xu Xiaoshou's various schemes.

Turning around, under the 300-foot deep chasm, one can see a huge plaque that has been unearthed, with four large characters carved on it:

"Si Ming Temple!"

Siming Temple, also known as Zhan Temple.

It is said that the priest Ran Ming sat in this hall, commanding his fate and ending his fortune, and his power lasted for eternity.

These things are naturally unknown to ordinary people, but Yue Gongli understands them.

As the successor of the Holy Emperor, he understands the meaning of the three words "Priest Killer" better than anyone else.

It can be said that dyeing tea has left a legacy.

Among them, the one related to the power of killing gods can only be obtained after Yu ascends to the third realm and sees his true name.

But when it comes to Ran Ming’s external possessions...

Yue Gongli never believed it from the beginning to the end. Only those who truly ascended to the third realm deserved everything. Others could not even get a share of the soup.

He is not very eager for the power of slaying gods. After all, he has obtained the third power of ancestral origin. Whether the slaying priest Ran Ming really wants to pass on the inheritance is still open to question.

Although he entered the ruins of the gods out of passivity, what he wanted more than to do was to remove all the treasures lost by the priest Ran Ming.

for example……

"The God-Slaying Ax and the Demon-Splitting Axe, these are the two axes that have dominated the world since ancient times."

"The Broken Jun Shield, one of the nine supreme artifacts, seems to have been lost by the Void Clan in the Siming Temple."

"There are also various magical weapons, magical medicines, and magical tools. Those are things that can only be used by the ancestor gods. They can all be moved to my Han Palace Emperor Realm to decorate the facade..."

Yue Gongli is that adventurer with a great spirit of exploration, and he is very familiar with the past and whereabouts of all the treasures.

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at the few thirty-two Taixu behind him who could follow up to the eighteenth level:

"Did you know that the Siming Temple was previously located on the thirty-third level of the ethereal divine realm?"

"In other words, its location is equivalent to the secret realms of the five Holy Emperors on the Holy Continent's ladder."

"Such a treasure land, I didn't think I would end up in this god's ruins at first, but when I came here, the kind of god battle that everyone saw made me lose some ideas..."

A smile appeared on Yue Gongli's face and he hummed:

"Yan Ming not only wants to leave a legacy, but also hooks up with the Divine Realm Triangle to piece together this relic. The World Tree has also turned evil..."

"Then he is probably sincere, and the things he left behind are enough for the ancestor tree to covet."

"In this case, the Siming Temple must have been moved by him!"

"Moreover, he may really be in danger of divine death. In such a situation, you are Ran Ming, what would you do?"

All the Taixu people behind him looked at each other in shock.

We are not even half-saints, how can we know what the ancestors are thinking?

"If I die and want to leave a legacy, all the good treasures will be gathered in one place. Isn't it really too difficult to get them through trials?" A gray-haired old man said tentatively.

Snapped!

Yue Gongli snapped his fingers, looked over with admiration, pointed at the plaque of Siming Temple and said:

"You're right, this is the cornucopia!"

"Among the ten sacred relics of God, the most precious thing is the rules."

"For ordinary people like us, this is the most precious thing."

Ordinary people...

Taixu around him was silent after hearing this, speechless.

We can say that we are ordinary people, are you really that?

"Master Li, you only found a plaque..." Someone said hesitantly.

Snapped!

Yue Gongli snapped his fingers again, a smile appeared on his face, and he said mysteriously:

"Do you know how to enter the Siming Temple?"

Suddenly, people around him were rustling, and their spiritual thoughts were wide open, and they began to explore the ground again.

Not to mention the gate of the temple.

They couldn't find even a single brick or tile on the temple wall.

"No no no..."

Yue Gongli was amused by the actions of these old men and said with a smile:

"There is no Yin spirit in the Yin spirit's coffin, and there is no worship of the gods, so who told you that the Siming Temple can only be a 'temple'?"

As soon as these words came out, people around him were stunned.

Soon, someone reacted, pointing to the huge plaque in front of him and said:

"The Temple of Siming, is this what it is?"

An enigmatic smile appeared on the corner of Yue Gongli's lips. Just when he was about to explain, he felt so blessed that he shook his head and said:

"The secret must not be revealed~"

Everyone was suddenly shocked.

After looking at each other, fear surged in their eyes, and expressions of disbelief appeared on their faces.

Immediately afterwards, everyone looked ecstatic again, as if their brains had been eaten by dogs, their eyeballs were flying freely up and down, and everyone had a look of stupidity and retardedness.

"No, you have misunderstood, I am not a coquettish old man..." Yuegong Li was numb.

He just suddenly thought that there was no need to explain.

In this way, he can maintain his inscrutable image just like the sky.

Because the real situation is...

At that time in the Secret Realm of Four Symbols, when the saucy old Taoist asked him to guard the God-Slaying Order, he did not completely believe that guy with dirty intentions.

Therefore, he made some moves on the order.

After entering the eighteenth heaven this time, he vaguely sensed that weak connection.

After searching for several days, I found the birthplace of this connection, the plaque hidden three hundred feet under the earth!

But in one sentence...

Everyone seems to have misunderstood something.

It’s me who is so unpredictable! It’s me, Yue Gongli!

Who are you thinking about in front of me? I am not his substitute!

useless……

At this time, everyone looked at Yue Gongli with three parts suspicion, three parts admiration, three parts nervousness, and one part desire.

It seems that as long as he, Yue Gongli, speaks:

"Yes, this palace is in the sky."

These people can immediately follow them out of the holy mountain and throw themselves into the embrace of the sky.

After telling a joke, Yue Gongli couldn't laugh anymore. He discovered a terrible fact:

Dao Qiongcang has been in power for thirty years, and working hard to govern is not the most terrible thing, nor is it the most disgusting thing to replace the real person with a puppet of Tianji.

The truly terrifying thing is that he has completed the brainwashing of everyone on and off the Holy Mountain!

All it takes is a name…

No, all it takes is one sentence, one specious sentence, and these people will collectively feed their brains to the dogs and lose all their sanity. They are no different from being mentally retarded!

"Grass!"

Yue Gongli cursed angrily.

Aren't you afraid that I am pretending to be Xu Xiaoshou and can be abducted so easily?

But……
To be continued...