My Simping System

On the second floor underground, the rancid, damp and musty smell in the vast hall became even heavier. The strong smell of dead corpses has evolved into highly poisonous.

Mu Qingxue frowned slightly, and took a veil to cover her mouth and nose, which made her feel better.

Looking around, there is still a sea of ​​corpses and blood, with faint bones everywhere. Around the wall, there are more sleeping monsters, but they are unable to move due to the restraint and fall into a deep sleep.

"There are at least thousands of dead bodies...what the **** is this place!"

Mu Qingxue's heart was extremely shocked.

She probably regretted agreeing to Ye An's arrival, but when she thought of the empress praying for Xi, she, with complex thoughts, held up an inexplicable force and continued to go deeper.

At the end of the hall, there is also an altar.

Among the stone walls behind the altar, there is a relaxing wall painting: a towering tree.

Across the boundless blood and bones, before coming to the altar here.

Mu Qingxue found that there were many scrolls piled up on the stone platform beside her.

"It's a scroll again..."

She couldn't help complaining.

This huge underground altar has witnessed such a bleak scene before finding much news about the seal of Zhongzhou. Because of being in the quiet sea, there are no people from the temple here to clean up.

The complainant complained, but she still took out one of the scrolls, unfolded it, and looked carefully—

"Receipt."

"Pray for twenty-nine year, January seventeenth, accept twenty people..."

Mu Qingxue frowned and put the scroll down, "It's still the so-called'receipt list.' But in time, it was about twenty years ago."

She put the scroll away and put it in her storage space.

Immediately afterwards, take out the next scroll and slowly spread it out——

"Pray for the twenty-first year, July 16, tester: Zhou Yunfeng."

"Compatibility with Jianmu Tree: 10%."

"Remarks: After the power of the stars is injected, the tester's flesh and blood will be rotten, and the spiritual veins will degenerate."

"Rank: inferior to Ding."

On the side of the text, there are two portraits. These are Zhou Yunfeng's previous portraits, and the appearance of the only white bones left after the flesh and blood is eroded.

Mu Qingxue was stunned for a moment.

Soon she took out the next scroll.

"July 22, Subject: Zhou Ye"

"Compatibility with Jianmu Tree: 30%."

"Remarks: Blood veins are eroded, spiritual veins are degenerating."

"Rank: Ding is medium."

It is still the same portrait, and the skeleton of Yousen.

On the stone platform next to the altar in the second underground floor, there are countless such scrolls piled up.

"July 27th, subject: Yun Ling."

"..."

"Rank: Ding is medium."

"On the first day of August, subject: Chen Jue"

"..."

Mu Qingxue flipped through many scrolls.

But it was discovered that it was all the experimenter's data, not only the few lines of text, but also more records about the experimenter's life.

Mu Qingxue's eyes trembled, and she froze for a long time, and said in a trembling tone: "People of the New Moon Cult...Are they not experimenting with living people, for what? Is it to make them puppets?"

"But the puppet art has long been broken because of the taboo. Secondly, this is not like the puppet art..."

She called out storage space.

Soon, all the scrolls in front of him were thrown into the storage space.

I don't know how many years of horror accumulated, it has already been covered with dust.

But at this moment, Mu Qingxue suddenly realized that some of the scrolls were a little weird.

"this is……"

She took out the scrolls, picked one at random, and slowly spread it out——

"Ji Huang, Linggen Talent: Excellent"

"Xuanyuan's blood is mellow."

"Remarks: The qualifications as a container are excellent."

Mu Qingxue stopped immediately.

The Ji family in Zhongzhou is one of the largest families, even if the people in the temple want to move them, and if they want to move Ji Huang, they also need to consider the situation.

But here, the people of the New Moon Church have positioned it as an excellent container.

Regarding Yu Ji Huang's scroll, I only wrote down these few lines of text. But there are more special scrolls that caught her attention.

She took out the next scroll again and opened it for inspection.

But the heavy weight of the text on it far exceeded her expectations——

"Chen Che, Linggen Talent: Bad"

"Born in the Chen family of the Northern Wilderness, a branch of the Lin family in Zhongzhou, with poor spiritual roots."

"Remarks: Suspected son of God's favor, strong luck, if it is forced to be used as a container, there may be accidents, so I will not consider it for the time being."

This is about Chen Che, and a portrait of him is also attached later.

Mu Qingxue's thoughts went blank, and she took out the next scroll blankly.

"Ye An, Linggen Talent: Excellent"

"Born in the North Wilderness Village, the Ye family is suspected to be the descendant of the first generation of palace lord, this matter is doubtful."

"Remarks: The qualifications as a container are excellent."

"Remark II: Because of being established as a holy son, it is not allowed to act rashly, temporarily"

Even Ye An clearly recorded it on the scroll.

Mu Qingxue was puzzled. Although there were only a few short jargons on it, the information that could be revealed was never even known to her.

For example, it is suspected that the descendants of the first generation palace lord...what is this, and where did you know it?

Open the next scroll again.

Until this time, the surprise in Mu Qingxue's heart reached its peak.

"Pray Xi, Linggen Talent: None"

"Born in the old Chen family in Zhongzhou, formerly known as Chen Xi, the Chen family joined the temple after the extermination of the clan. The goddess of the temple was a goddess in the temple, and the person who was pampered by her majesty; today, the female emperor of the temple, the body of a demigod, is temporarily unclear."

"Remarks: The body of a demigod is squeezed out by the will of heaven and is determined by your majesty."

Mu Qingxue's hand holding the scroll even trembled. Her eyes were blank, and she hesitated for a long time before she came to her senses, just staring straight at the words in it.

That was the news about your majesty today, which was also recorded in the scroll.

She slowly raised her head, looking at the bronze hall and the ancient and mysterious Zhongzhou mark on the ceiling.

"The people who know your Majesty's life experience in this world ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ are all dead, and there has never been more information about your Majesty in the Temple History.

"So, how exactly did the people of the New Moon Cultivation do it, how do they do it..."

Mu Qingxue's thoughts fell into a brief daze.

After a while, she suddenly became sober, her thoughts returned to reality, and she reached out to face her own sound transmission stone.

...

Sun rises, sunset.

It's midnight.

Ye An looked sleepy and leaned heavily under the tree to perch.

Today is barely completing the four small formations. Tomorrow is the final time limit, and the remaining final formation needs to be completed within one day of tomorrow.

By then, the formation of the Heavenly Tribulation Array will be able to smoothly clean up the soldiers of the evil race, and will kill the remaining three hall masters who have joined the New Moon Sect.

Fortunately, this is just a magical formation, there are tricks. If it were an ordinary method, it would never be possible to give Ye An ten years, let alone three short days.

at this time.

The sound transmission stone on his body has moved, and only Mu Qingxue can contact him with this.