The Empress Peeked At The Script Of Life And Invested In Me As A Villain

After beheading Yu Po, Ning Jiuyou returned to his own island with no worries.

This time out, it can be said to be quite rewarding.

The most important thing is the mysterious bronze, and the Yellow Springs mud.

"Stupid, that's not Yellow Springs mud!" San Ye shouted.

"Isn't it Yellow Springs mud?" Ning Jiuyou was taken aback, his face full of expressions.

Dare to chase and kill the old man in gray robe for a long time, that is not the mud of Yellow Springs, isn't this an unwarranted disaster?

"Hmph, stupid gray-robed old guy, that wasn't Yellow Springs mud at all, but he was talking nonsense, and he lost his life in the end!" Master San sneered, his face full of disdain.

"What is it if it's not Yellow Springs mud?" Ning Jiuyou asked curiously.

"Give the bronze vessel to me, I'm telling you~" Master San said.

"it is good."

Ning Jiuyou took the bronzes, together with the oilcloth, into the Zifu.

"Hahaha, I got it, I finally let the emperor get it, this is a kind of divine soil!"

The cold-faced Master San suddenly yelled excitedly, Sa Yazi ran naked, and ran to the oilcloth, drooling, like a pervert who saw a peerless beauty.

Why is this ginseng so obscene?

Ning Jiuyou was really speechless, and said angrily, "You can tell me the answer now."

Ning Jiuyou heard from San Ye that it was a kind of divine soil that was stained on the bronze ware, but he didn't know which kind.

"Haha, Ning boy, this kind of god and land emperor mentioned it to you, don't you remember?" Master San laughed and said, he stretched out his arm wrapped in roots, and deftly lifted off the tarpaulin.

San Ye carefully picked up the sporadic yellow mud with his roots, his teeth were trembling, which showed how excited he was. On a ginseng face, I don't know whether it is bitter or sweet, and the eyes and mouth are narrowed into slits.

"What kind of divine land is it?"

Ning Jiuyou couldn't take it anymore, and San Ye bought the lawsuit on purpose, but never told him.

"If you don't say anything else, I'll take the oilcloth and the bronzes away!"

Ning Jiuyou made a unique move, which surprised Master Shen immediately, a whole plant of ginseng jumped on it, grabbing every bronze vessel by its roots, refusing to give Ning Jiuyou life or death.

"If you want to take it away, let's take this ginseng together!" The ginseng looks like a dead skin, how can a ginseng be made like this!

Ning Jiuyou is really speechless, there are top-quality people, and there are top-quality ginseng.

"The forest is so big, there are all kinds of ginseng!"

Ning Jiuyou was completely speechless.

"Boy Ning, didn't the emperor tell you that he mentioned a kind of sacred soil!" Master San reminded.

"What the hell is it!" Ning Jiuyou rolled his eyes, didn't he not think of it, and he was not sure when he thought of it.

The bronze utensils are extremely old and mottled, and there is an old breath of time rushing towards them. The surface is covered with yellow mud, which is ordinary, as if it has just been pulled out of the mud of the river bed, and it is impossible to see what kind of sacred soil it is.

"God and Demon Soil!" Master San replied suddenly.

"Oh, God and Demon Soil... what! God and Demon Soil?" Ning Jiuyou was taken aback for a moment, and then jumped up in shock.

"This, this is the land of gods and demons!" Ning Jiuyou stared at Shen Ye closely, his tongue trembling, and his words became awkward and unclear.

"That's right, after my emperor's eyes judged, it is indeed a genuine god and demon soil!" Lord San said in a deep voice, but there was an uncontrollable joy in his voice.

This is really, I didn't expect that I thought that Jinjia's waste bronze vessel would get the incomparably precious God and Demon Soil!

Look at the amount of God Demon Soil, it seems to be quite a lot, just a bronze vessel like a dustpan is full of God Demon Soil.

"Oh my god, it's developed, it's really developed this time!"

Ning Jiuyou has a pair of big black and penetrating eyes, twinkling and twinkling, it seems that even he has caught up with San Ye's "bad habits" and has become a small money fan.

In Ning Jiuyou's eyes, these are not ordinary river mud, but piles of Spirit Stones.

I remember seeing a fake god demon soil with fingernails in the magic city, with a price tag of 500,000 Spirit Stones! How many god demon soils the size of fingernails are there, if they were replaced with Spirit Stones, tens of millions, hundreds of millions? I was shocked even thinking about it.

Undoubtedly, these gods and demons are the biggest harvest!

"Are these really gods and demons, are you not mistaken?" Ning Jiuyou questioned.

Happiness came so suddenly that it almost blinded Ning Jiuyou, feeling a little unreal and even suspicious.

Is a pile of brown-yellow river mud the real god and demon soil?

Ning Jiuyou once saw a god and demon with the size of a fingernail in the magic city. The vision was astonishing. There were gods and demons with black folded wings, a messy ground with blood flowing, and an ominous three-eyed black crow and a big black sun. But San Ye told it was false.

But this unremarkable yellow mud was told by Master San that it was the real God and Demon Soil. The contrast between the two was so great that it made people dizzy, and it was difficult to accept for a while.

"Believe it or not!" Master San curled his lips, but he was happy to see such a situation, he wished that Ning Jiuyou would not have God and Demon Soil, and he could have it all by himself.

"Let me enjoy this peerless delicacy!" Master San laughed, and with a snort, he sucked back the drool that fell down at some point.

San Ye offered a stone bowl, the roots were like small brushes, bit by bit, piece by piece, he couldn't put it down, carefully, he peeled off the god and demon soil stuck to the bronze ware, and put it in a stone bowl.

When he picked up the heavy bronze dustpan, San Ye couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, his narrow eyes were completely narrowed, showing an indescribable obscene charm.

After a while, Master San swept all the god and demon soil off the bronze vessel and poured it into a stone bowl.

I don't know what method San Ye used to find a large pile of god and demon soil, but he forcefully filled it into the stone bowl, filling the stone bowl to the brim.

"This is a divine garden, a piece of fairy land."

Master Shen looked satisfied, and his roots patted the magic soil that filled the stone bowl, showing a sense of intoxication, and even the small ginseng tree above his head rustled, as if to express his joy.

Ning Jiuyou had never seen Master San so happy before, even the small tree above his head swayed, the branches and leaves swayed and rustled.

"Xiao Ningzi, the emperor is going to bed, come and wait on me!" Master San shook his head, showing off.

The emerald green trees swayed, dotted with green light, and the precious brilliance shone. The ginseng fruits dotted among the jade leaves and golden branches were as ruddy as red agate.

San Ye swaggered up the stone bowl, and the two feet made of roots separated again, and the main root system was inserted into the god and demon soil, and took root in the god and demon soil.

"Little Ningzi, don't hurry up." Master Cang was complacent, his face full of intoxication, this is ginseng, and he lived in style and taste.

ask for flowers......

Seeing this, Ning Jiuyou's eyelids twitched: "You've healed the scar and forgotten the pain, right?"

"This ginseng, why is it so unbearable!"

"Ginseng should be enjoyed! My emperor is indeed the peerless king of ginseng, peerless in style!" Master Cang sighed, rooted in the land of gods and demons, he took out a mirror from nowhere, took a picture of himself, and admired himself alone.

"Take the own ginseng road and let others envy you to death!"

In the end, San Ye uttered such a famous saying.

Ning Jiuyou was speechless, he always felt that if San Ye went out, it would definitely be more sensational than rats on the street, everyone shouted and beat him, using San Ye to pave the way for a vast life.

"Ginseng dream, beautiful dreams are like a long road, let that..." When Master San was in a good mood, he sang again, raising his voice and howling, which made people crazy.

Ning Jiuyou couldn't take it anymore, so he had no choice but to satisfy San Ye's wish and use the sweet rain to mobilize the gold and jade dewdrops.

"You came out after so many calls, Xiao Ningzi, why are you so ashamed!" San Ye squinted his eyes and said, the small tree above his head trembled slightly, emerald green was about to drip, bathed in the spiritual rain of golden amylose dewdrops.

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When Ning Jiuyou heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched, his hands trembled, and he almost smashed the golden amber dew onto San Ye's face.

In the end, Ning Jiuyou didn't care about it, and let the dewdrops of gold and jade hang on the top of Sanye's head, and he went to study the bronze wares.

Speaking of it, Sanye is really professional, a professional in ashes picking.

There was no yellow mud left on the bronze ware, it was all pulled off by San Ye, completely clean, and the engravings that were originally covered by the gods and demon soil were finally all exposed.

Ning Jiuyou looked at these bronze wares carefully, maybe they were unearthed in the same place, and many bronze fragments are integrated and can be pieced together.

Ning Jiuyou tried to reassemble the bronze fragments, hoping to form a whole. As a result, he did it. A large number of fragments returned, and the result was a huge bronze round-bellied flask, and the other was a wide-mouthed round bowl. The specific name Ning Jiuyou can't be called.

These bronze vessels are really old, and not all of them are complete. A bronze long-necked bottle is missing a mouth, the bronze pot with a round belly is missing a horn, and there are scattered bronze fragments that have not been put together, but the inscriptions and engravings on the bronze vessels The lines are already clear and clear.

Naturally, Ning Jiuyou didn't recognize the inscriptions on the bronze ware. They were extremely ancient characters that didn't belong to this era, but the engravings were simple and rough, and extremely easy to understand.

Ning Jiuyou watched and took a deep breath, a long and ancient breath came to his face, the broken and mottled bronzes seemed to take him time travel, pulling him into a certain ancient era.

On the bronze bowl, a sacrificial picture of the ancient ancestors is presented. Livestock such as cattle and sheep, and five grains such as rice and millet are all displayed on the five-cornered altar, and ancient ancestors in strange costumes worship the altar.

Even through the endless river of time, this kind of piety still emerged from the cold bronze waste, which moved Ning Jiuyou.

In the sky above the altar, surrounded by clouds and smoke, a figure as large as a mountain emerged, overlooking the world, which seemed to imply the manifestation of the gods.

Ning Jiuyou stared at the figure of the god, his heart skipped a beat, and he yelled: "How is that possible!"

An engraved picture that records ancient sacrifices, sacrifice 1, seen the spoon!.