The Path of Evolution

Zhao Hao could tell that Ji Sanbian, Long Kaishan and Ying Xingkong were wearing the same pair of pants.

He also knew that things were not as easy as Ji Sanbian said, and there must be some tricks hidden in it.

Zhao Hao saw through the situation without revealing it, and chose to go with the flow.

In the past, he was a fool.

Now, he looks like a fool.

There are subtle changes.

In fact, there is such an illusory thing as Bahuang Liuhe. You can go there or not. Seeing Ji Sanbian mentioning Kunlun so indignantly, Zhao Hao wanted to see it even more.

Once upon a time, Zhao Hao thought that the ancient warriors were nothing more than this. Especially when he was in the first-order evolutionary world, all the ancient warriors he encountered were basically defeated. But gradually something went wrong. For example, Gu Chen suddenly appeared in the Emperor's Palace, which he couldn't see through. It could be said that it subverted Zhao Hao's cognition.

His thinking was no longer limited to ancient warriors, and he came up with a conjecture: There is a mysterious force lurking on the earth.

That Gu Chen might be one of these mysterious powers.

Zhao Hao really wanted to find out how strong the hidden mysterious power was.

There happened to be an opportunity in front of him. He knew Ji Sanbian's ability, and such a master who unlocked six gene locks and had the ability to break the Primordial Chaos. When he mentioned the Kunlun Sect, his anger was obviously mixed with helplessness and fear. This shows Kunlun's strength.

So Zhao Hao got even more excited. He wanted to know how good the Kunlun sect, who couldn't even explain everything, was.

Whether you say he is as lonely as snow or that he is too cold at a high place, in short, Zhao Ritian is already number one on the second-level Heaven Realm title list. The Mirage Emperor was dead, and Zhao Hao had no target to challenge. He was very much looking forward to meeting such a strong opponent.

"Brother Zhao, as I said, we have failed twice." Ji Sanzhi bravely encouraged Zhao Hao: "This matter is embarrassing to talk about, but maybe it can give Brother Zhao some reassurance. Kunlun has The world believes that it is righteous and will not go on a killing spree. We failed the first two times because we were driven out. You have also seen that I am still alive and well. Taking a step back, Brother Zhao cooperated with us, even if we failed , and his life will not be in danger.”

Zhao Hao didn't know whether to say that this buddy was evil-minded or to praise him for his indomitable Olympic spirit. He seemed to be relieved: "Then I don't have any problem, it doesn't hurt to go and see it."

Just as Ji Sanbian breathed a sigh of relief, Ying Xingkong next to him suddenly spoke: "I have a problem."

Both Long Kaishan and Ji Sanbian were shocked. This bearded man who looked like an artist was usually taciturn and couldn't beat a fart with three sticks. What did it mean to be suddenly holding back now? Long, Ji, and Ying have known each other since they were young, but their relationship has always been awkward because Ying Xingkong is too withdrawn and likes to be alone so much that the three of them rarely interact with each other.

"Big Beard, what problem do you have?" Ji Sanbian's words were full of dissatisfaction, worried that Big Beard would cause trouble and cause bad things.

Ying Xingkong pointed at Zhao Hao and said one word indifferently: "He!"

"Me?" Zhao Hao looked like he had been shot while lying down: "Can you please give me some advice?"

Ying Xingkong said without hesitation: "Come with me, someone wants to see you."

Zhao Hao smiled: "Give me a reason."

As expected, Ying Xingkong gave the reason: "Being entrusted by others is a matter of loyalty to others."

"Nonsense!" Ji Sanbian became furious and said before Zhao Hao could speak: "Big Beard, I don't care which boss you work with or what requests your client makes. Don't bully everyone at this time. Hind legs!”

"Big Beard, you went too far this time. For my sake, forget it this time and don't make it too ugly." Long Kaishan also spoke.

"It was for your sake that I invited him. You know that I don't like to solve problems with my mouth." The bearded man with a vicissitude of literature and art said quite confidently: "My client has named me alive, or he comes with me. One trip, or I’ll knock him out and take him there, it’s your choice.”

This breath was as loud as a yawning toad.

Judging from what Big Beard meant, even if Ji Sanbian and Long Kaishan intervened to stop him, he could still knock Zhao Hao unconscious and take him away in a one-on-two, no, one-on-three situation.

Zhao Hao looked at this strange bearded uncle with great interest and suddenly felt very interesting.

He originally thought that the three people on the other side must be the same as each other because they have thousands of years of ancient blood heritage and thousands of years of revolutionary friendship. Now it seems that is not the case. In this way, there is room for operation.

So Zhao Hao was touchingly honest: "I would also like to see who the person is who can please you. It's not impossible to meet him."

Ying Xingkong: "It's better to choose a different day than to hit it, so let's go now."

"Not now." Zhao Hao said, "Brother Ji and I still have unresolved matters. I can go see that person in seven days."

"Okay." The bearded man said simply, got up and left.

Long Kaishan didn't hesitate, explained a few words and left.

After seeing the two of them off, Ji Sanbian looked at Zhao Hao helplessly: "Brother, you are confused. I'm afraid it will be difficult to be kind when you go to see the bearded client."

Zhao Hao changed the subject: "I'm curious, what do you mean by boss and client?"

"What else can it mean? It's the one you understand. People like us have to eat and wear clothes, so we have to rely on others." Ji Sanbian let out a long sigh, and there was an indescribable loneliness in his brows.

Zhao Hao was surprised: "Brother Ji is joking. I don't know about others. Brother Ji, you are a hot commodity wherever you go. It would be an exaggeration to live under someone else's roof. Hundreds of people like the wind, flowers, snow, and moon A family that has been in the family for thousands of years can still stand strong. With a bloodline of tiger generals like yours that lasts for thousands of years, no matter how bad you are, you are still no worse than the four major families, right?"

"Brother, you are half right. The so-called "hot cakes" are also recruited by others to work for others." Ji Sanbian smiled bitterly: "Oh, it's hard to explain. During the war years, our ancestors lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests and missed the opportunity to follow the dragon. You should be able to imagine what happened next. In short, the relevant departments did not like us, and the so-called decent families could not tolerate us... We are of ancient blood at best, but we are a thorn in the back at worst. It is difficult to survive in the cracks. ah!"

Zhao Hao suddenly realized that based on some actual situations he knew, he could probably imagine Ji Sanbian's situation.

"Brother, let's save the gossip for later. I am true to my word. I will show you this "Heavenly Domain Code" for seven days. Let's first be a villain and then a gentleman. You can read it in this hotel, and I will guard the door. What's the matter? If you don’t understand, you can ask me. After seven days, please ask Brother Zhao to return the Heavenly Domain artifact to its original owner." Ji Sanbian very carefully took out a black wooden box and handed it to Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao opened it and saw an antique... bamboo slips inside!

This thing is quite scientific. Papermaking originated in the Western Han Dynasty. During the Eastern Han Dynasty, Cai Lun improved it and later developed it and became one of the four great inventions of China. If Ji Sanbian's ancestors were really the Five Tiger Generals of Xiang Yu's era, there was no paper at all in those days, so there would be nothing wrong with using bamboo slips to carve words.

The bamboo slips were spread out and were not large in length. There were no words on them, only an engraved pattern.

It's said to be a pattern, but it's a bit like a ghost painting.

It was difficult for Zhao Hao to connect this kind of thing with peerless magic, and he suspected that Ji Sanbian was fooling him with an antique.

Looking carefully at the patterns on the bamboo slips, Zhao Hao gradually became fascinated.

There was obviously only one picture on the bamboo slip, but Zhao Hao saw many different pictures as if watching a slide show.

He was so immersed in it that his eyes almost sunk in.

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