Starting from the Valkyrie, pushing across the ages

Chapter 100 New identity, the path of the gods
"Ding-dong-"

The doorbell rang lightly, but Shen Qing didn't get up to open the door, she was still staring at the live broadcast on TV.

Pile of archaeological experts and staff spread all over the tomb, and after confirming that there were no hidden factors that damaged the tomb, the excavation officially started.

As the funerary objects were sealed and packed, the tomb was quickly emptied, and everyone's attention was focused on the coffin in the center of the tomb.

[Most of the ancient mausoleums were hollowed out during years of wars. It is undoubtedly a huge miracle that this mausoleum can be kept until today. According to local villagers, a group of mausoleum guards lived here for generations. Times changed and gradually disappeared. 】

[This is a whole group of tombs, a total of 47 people were buried, and most of them have no specific identity records, which is very regrettable. 】

[With the passage of time, things have happened in ancient times, and it is difficult for us to reproduce them. Years of wars have destroyed too many historical myths that originally belonged to Shenzhou, but today, we may be lucky enough to see the dusty This is the meaning of archaeology. 】

As the reporter's camera advances, the coffin wrapped in gold silk is slowly opened, revealing the scene inside.

There were not many funerary objects in the coffin, only two well-preserved mummies.

Two peaceful corpses sleep together, one of them is dressed in white, and the clothes are still intact after more than two thousand years, and the other is wearing a dragon robe, and there is a treasure woven from jade beside the headrest. Brochure.

Seeing the scene in the coffin, there was a burst of exclamation in the middle of the field.

[It turned out to be a joint burial tomb! 】

[This is quite rare, maybe this time there will be different surprising discoveries! 】

Seeing this, Shen Qing stood up uncontrollably, the aura on his side exploded, changed his body, broke through the window, turned into a rainbow light, and went straight to the branch of the General Department of Psionics.

Song Lingjia, who was knocking on the door outside, saw the spiritual light rising into the sky, his expression changed slightly, and after hanging his head in thought for a moment, he turned and left.

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Although anxious at the moment, Shen Qing still retained great restraint.

She couldn't directly rush to the coffin opening site, this was a live broadcast, and I don't know how many pairs of eyes were watching. If she directly forced her into the venue to interfere, it might cause extremely serious consequences.

At that time, due to the pressure of public opinion, even if the General Department of Psionics didn't want to, it was very likely that they would take action against her.

This kind of unstable factor is undoubtedly a huge trouble for a country that is in a stable state. Even if it is to show an attitude, the Psionic Directorate will definitely take action against her.

Shen Qing doesn't have the capital to have a conflict with the Psionic Directorate yet, so there's no need for extra trouble.

The roaring sound of the sound barrier being torn echoed over Yunhai City, leaving a cloud mark in the sky, like a fighter plane passing by, and did not attract too many people's attention.

Shen Qing stepped into the branch again.

This time, there were a lot fewer people in the branch, and there was only one descendant of God guarding him, who was exactly Feng Muyu whom he had seen before.

"What is the senior doing?"

Feng Muyu's awakening time is obviously not very long, and his cultivation base is only around the middle stage of Condensed Origin Realm, and there is still a long distance from Gangsha Realm. In front of Shen Qing, he seems a little cautious.

"Please stop excavating the ancient imperial tomb outside Luzhou City immediately."

Shen Qing cut to the chase and explained concisely: "That is the resting place of an old friend of mine. I don't want her to be disturbed. This is very important to me."

"Good to say."

Hearing this, Feng Muyu agreed without any hesitation.

He could feel the urgency in Shen Qing's words, and immediately turned around and contacted the archaeological team through the highest authority of the Psionic Directorate.

One minute later, the live broadcast was shut down, and the archaeological excavation process was also temporarily suspended.

This kind of archaeological excavation of deceased practitioners has also happened in the past, and the Department of Psionics has also issued clear regulations on this.

The most important thing is the practitioner, followed by the rest.

One or two ancient tombs are of little value if there are no secret realms. Only ordinary people are interested in retrieving the previous ancient history. For the blood of the gods, their inheritance memory already carries a lot of memories.

Through these memories, they already have some understanding of the ancient practice era. Whether they want to know the previous history is actually not too important.

Things that have been buried in the dust of past history, even if they are dug out again, are just two more stories, far less real than the cultivation resources in front of them.

"Thank you."

After getting an affirmative answer, Shen Qing heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately prepared to leave for the ancient imperial mausoleum.

Suspending the excavation is only the first step, and she has to go to the site to confirm it herself.

"Senior, wait a moment. You are not under the official jurisdiction. If you cross the border, you may have misunderstandings with the local god descendants. I will go with you."

Feng Muyu was very thoughtful, stopped Shen Qing, and then sent an application letter to the Psionics Department. After receiving a reply, Dang Li was ready to leave.

"It's work."

Shen Qing nodded in thanks.

After leaving the gate of the branch, Feng Muyu sacrificed a magic weapon, and was about to set off when Shen Qing pressed his shoulder.

"I'm in a hurry, let's go faster."

Although the Condensed Yuan Realm can control the gear, but the speed is still too far behind the Gangsha Realm.

Before Feng Muyu came back to his senses, Shen Qing had already supported his body with Gang Qi, stepped into the air, and went straight to Luzhou.

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In a short while, the two had arrived at the excavation site outside Luzhou City.

When he landed, Feng Muyu's legs were still a little weak.

There was a lot of noise in the archaeological site, and you could see the police who arrived on time, as well as an old man in a black battle suit with a sharp sword tattooed on his chest.

He is very old, obviously a cultivator, not a descendant of the gods, his cultivation is not weak, and he has already reached the late stage of Yuan Condensation Realm.

"Why not allow excavation? How much progress is this? This is a major discovery that can fill in the gaps in history!"

"The empress who started the new dynasty ended the dynasty's rule in one fell swoop and was willing to share power with the people. What a huge historical change? Now you tell us to stop?!"

The old professor stood in front of the old man, spit flying all over his face, and his face was full of anger. Behind him, there was a group of archaeological staff, all of them were full of anger.

Entering the archaeological industry, they all have a special sense of mission. They exist to complete human history. Now the Psionic Directorate's obstruction, in their eyes, is stopping the progress of human beings.

Human beings cannot grow truly without learning from the past.

The reason why there are faults in history must be the occurrence of catastrophes that cannot be resisted by human beings. Discovering these catastrophes and gaining valuable experience from them is the true meaning of archaeology.

Regarding the complaints of these professors and archaeological team members, the old man looked flat and turned a deaf ear, like an old tree, unmoved by the wind and rain, until he caught a glimpse of Shen Qing and Feng Muyu before he made any movement and walked quickly.

"Mu Yu."

Obviously, the old man was very familiar with Feng Muyu, so he greeted him directly, and then looked at Shen Qing who was at the side.

"Uncle Yun, this is the senior December that I mentioned in the report to the General Administration. Just like you, he is an ancient monk." Feng Muyu gave a brief introduction.

"Yun Zangfeng met fellow daoist." The old man's face was serious, and he spoke with a trace of respect.

In this era, anyone who can step into the Gang Sha Realm with his own strength is a rare arrogance and evildoer. In ancient times, he must be a powerful star in the sky, and he could even become a great sage.

It's a pity that he is limited by the world, otherwise, in Yun Zangfeng's view, he might not be able to open up a relationship with this kind of person.

"Fellow Daoist, you are welcome, can I go over and have a look?"

Shen Qing's eyes stayed on the coffin in the tomb, a little absent-minded.

"Fellow daoist, please." Yun Zangfeng moved out of the way.

Shen Qing walked slowly between the coffin and the coffin, feeling overwhelmed. It wasn't until she got here that she finally confirmed her judgment with her own eyes.

This mausoleum, without a doubt, is Zhao Yu's mausoleum, and what lies next to Zhao Yu is her former body.

There are also other corpses in this mausoleum, most likely they are the bodies of the members of the Shen family.

Looking at Zhao Yu's corpse, Shen Qing's eyes were full of sadness, and she couldn't help reaching out and caressing the cheek of the mummy. This action caused a group of professors in the distance to jump up and down.

However, Feng Muyu narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes full of doubts.

The power of time, after all, cannot be violated by living beings. Now Shen Qing is still living in this posture, but Zhao Yu has already stepped on the road of reincarnation.

Shen Qing has never had such a complicated mood like this moment. When she left that era, she had never had such a clear feeling.

She will always have some illusions, without her, Zhao Yu will still live well in this world, eat, sleep and practice, and then meet a group of new people, and gradually forget about her.

After all, a mere ten years is too insignificant for a cultivator. Under the dilution of time, Zhao Yu will forget it one day.

No matter which life it was, Shen Qing always left first, it seemed that this was the first time she had tasted the pain of losing someone close to her.

Whether Zhao Yu felt the same when she heard the news of her death was the same as she is now, these Shen Qing have no way to verify.

After a long silence, Shen Qing's complexion suddenly changed, and he turned to look at the archaeological team not far away: "Where's the brochure next to the headrest?"

There were no funerary goods in the coffin, but a brocade book was left alone, and there must be extremely important contents on that brocade book.

Under Yun Zangfeng's urging, a professor reluctantly took out the booklet that was sealed in the bag.

"We have already seen this. It uses an unknown language. It looks simple, but it is not in the historical records..."

Amidst the professor's muttering, Shen Qing grabbed the brochure and tore open the bag, looking at the few people beside her with such a rough move, she felt distressed for a while.

Looking at the slightly scribbled simplified characters on the brochure, Shen Qing felt as if she had found a treasure, and couldn't wait to flip through the pages.

In this world, apart from her, there will be no other person who can understand the contents of this booklet, just like the letter she left to Zhao Yu.

This is a diary spanning more than [-] years. The moment Shen Qing opened this diary, she almost had a sense of space-time confusion.

[In the third year of the New Dynasty, the third day of July, it was sunny]

【Ah Qing went to Longquan Secret Realm for a month and hasn't come back yet. She seems to like playing with those spirit beasts very much. Those big guys don't know where they are cute. 】

【It would be great if it could be raised in the palace...】

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[Xinchao three years, July [-]th, rain]

【Ah Qing finally came back, and urged me to practice as soon as I came back. Obviously, no matter how hard I practice, it is impossible to catch up with her. 】

[Perhaps...she is reluctant to let me die early, hehe. 】

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【Fifth year of Xinchao, August [-]th, Daqing】

【Ah Qing's birthday will be in a while, what should I give her...】

[It feels like she doesn't want anything, except to urge me to practice qigong, just to urge me to practice qigong, as if I can't practice in the future. 】

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【Fifth year of Xinchao, August [-]th, sunny】

[It's so annoying, when the emperor spends some money, he still has to be supervised by several ministers, and he can't even buy some fireworks. 】

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[The seventh year of the new dynasty, the fourth day of January]

[This winter is so cold, many people froze to death in the north, Ah Qing, will you be cold there?I often dream about you and wake up in the middle of the night. The bedside is always cold, and I can't sleep well. 】

[Fu Chan came here today and told me that there is a method of longevity in southern Xinjiang, but I don't want to go, what is the meaning of longevity? 】

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[Xinchao 13th year, the sixth day of February]

[Ah Qing, someone scolded me again today, saying that my temper is getting more and more irritable, and Hao Yun is also on their side, not speaking for me at all, a fake is a fake after all. 】

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[The 27th year of the Xin Dynasty, the fifth day of March]

【Ah Qing, am I useless? No matter how hard I try, my cultivation speed is getting slower and slower. I don’t know if it will take 100 or 200 years to step into the Yuan Condensation Realm. I don’t want to wait...】

【In the letter you left at the beginning, if I don’t want to be the emperor, I can choose to retire and share power among the princes, but it seems that it is not so easy...】

[Someone said that enfeoffment is a sign of subjugation...]

[Is this right or wrong? 】

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[In the 37th year of the Xin Dynasty, August [-]th. 】

【Ah Qing, I can't hold it anymore...】

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Flipping through the brocade album page by page, Shen Qing's breathing gradually sank.

Shen Qing knew that Zhao Yu had the habit of keeping a diary, but she didn't expect that the diary would be so simple, most likely it was about her.

Her previous thoughts were undoubtedly a little naive. She thought that after making arrangements, Zhao Yu could live a very easy life after leaving, but now it seems that it is just the opposite.

Seeing that Shen Qing remained silent, Yun Zangfeng on the side said, "There is a sign that the tunnel of the gods is opening near Luzhou. I still have something to do, so I won't accompany fellow Taoist."

Before he finished speaking, he clasped his fists in a salute, arranged for someone to backfill the imperial mausoleum, and then turned and left.

"God's Tunnel?"

Hearing the greeting, Shen Qing raised her head subconsciously.

"Yes."

Feng Muyu nodded at the side, and then suddenly realized that Shen Qing might not know what the Godly Tunnel is, so he immediately opened his mouth to explain:
"Senior has lived in seclusion overseas for a long time, and he may not be very clear about it. About 200 years ago, unknown passages suddenly appeared in various parts of the world. The place connected was a foreign world. There seemed to be a true god in that world. name."

"Senior, can you go and see?"

"No, thank you for your help."

Shen Qing shook her head, left two bottles of pills in return, looked at the gradually backfilled mausoleum, turned and left.

As the years go by, it will be nothing but nothing, and she doesn't want to do anything at the moment.

　Change later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)