The country is unparalleled, I have achieved hundreds of millions

Before the exploration of Mars began, people thought about many high-tech exploration operations, drilling machines, scanners, and equipment that was far beyond imagination.

They never expected that Yun Yong'an just pulled out his long sword and waved it lightly, breaking mountains and cracking rocks.

Using the simplest and most violent method, the problem of fresh water supply was solved.

"Is this the great power of a person? Mom, I also want to practice."

"I think the foundation has already been established. Brothers upstairs, the cultivation method has been announced a long time ago. Who are you to blame if you don't work hard!"

"Young master Yun is number one in the world!"

At the end of the barrage, it was completely occupied by the eight characters "Yong'an Talent, Peerless."

The western countries who have been gritting their teeth for three years, after Yun Yongan drove the Mars spacecraft and came to Mars, they could no longer hold on and completely surrendered.

Since then, the future of mankind has been firmly in the hands of the Daxian Empire. The leaders of the Western countries know very well that if they continue to resist, the only result is that they will be thrown away forever by the wheel of the times.

Regarding these political matters, Yun Yongan definitely didn't take them to heart, what belonged to him, no one could take it away.

What he is more interested in now is that after splitting the mountains and then the glaciers underground, Yun Yongan protruded from the ground and found traces of spiritual energy.

"Could it be that there was really civilization here?"

Yun Yongan's nature was completely aroused. After handing over the drone to Jiang Xiaoai for safekeeping, Yun Yongan swung the Tai'a sword, turned himself into an excavator, and began to dig down along the ground.

Layer after layer of rock was excavated, and Yun Yongan clearly felt that the concentration of spiritual energy in the air was slowly rising.

"Push!"

After a layer of rock wall was dug up by Yun Yongan, he put away his long sword.

It wasn't that his spiritual power was exhausted, but that he had dug into a huge cavity. In this cavity, the rich spiritual energy had condensed into mist.

"Husband!"

Jiang Xiaoai held up the drone and approached, "There is no signal here, and we have lost contact with Bluestar."

"If you lose, you lose!"

Yun Yong'an was very indifferent, "If something happens to us, Blue Star and the others won't be able to help, you stay here and don't move, I'll go in and take a look first."

"Okay, husband."

At critical times, Jiang Xiaoai was still very sensible.

The underground cavity is huge, but it's not completely dark. In the darkness, a faint fluorescent light can be seen faintly. This is a special kind of moss, which is trying to emit its faint brilliance.

After taking a quick look, Yun Yongan jumped down from the hole.

There is no parachute, no hang glider, and Yun Yongan does not need these things.

He directly stepped on Tai'a sword, and Yujian came to the bottom, and came in front of a white bone.

"Immortal for thousands of years, with bones like jade, this is at least a Mahayana monk. How did he die here?"

The doubt in Yun Yongan's eyes became more and more intense.

He put the bones into Efang Palace, temporarily stored them, and continued to move forward according to the deep guidance in his heart.

As he moved forward, more and more bones appeared, some of which still retained their original appearance, and some of which were completely rotten and shattered when touched.

Yun Yongan accepted them all according to the order, and brought them into the Efang Palace, and planned to bury them properly after discussing and finding out the truth.

Moving forward, a bluestone avenue suddenly appeared on the originally desolate land.

It may be because there is no wind in the underground space. There is not much dust on the bluestone avenue, only a few tenacious moss dotted on the bluestone, telling people that this place has not been stepped on for a long time.

Yun Yongan was shocked by the strong vitality of the moss. He didn't step on it. After carefully bypassing it, he continued along the bluestone road. There were more and more man-made landscapes around him.

Dwellings, shops, wells, and palaces.

Yun Yongan went straight all the way, and came straight to the palace. At the door, two armors that had turned into skeletons were holding their spears tightly, and they were still standing guard.

"Really dedicated!"

Yun Yongan sighed, did not move their corpses, walked around carefully, and walked into the magnificent hall.

The door of the hall was wide open, and there was no one on the throne, except for a scroll of bamboo slips, left on the table, waiting for future generations.

Yun Yong'an picked up the bamboo slip and wanted to open it, but found that it was protected by a prohibition. If he opened it rashly, the contents inside might be damaged.

"Snapped!"

Yun Yongan snapped his fingers, and his spiritual power turned into a key, and he easily opened the bamboo slip.

For a formation master, this restriction, which had suffered a serious loss of spiritual power tens of thousands of years ago, is of little use anymore.

The owner of the ban did not intend to use this ban to prevent future generations from investigating the truth, he just didn't want this bamboo slip to be opened by ordinary people.

After opening the bamboo slips, Yun Yongan didn't see any words, but was directly stretched into a mirage.

It's still the same palace, but this time, it's no longer empty inside. Officials in court uniforms are divided into civil and military, and lined up on both sides.

The soldiers on duty at the gate had piercing eyes and serious faces.

Yun Yong'an stood under the stage, and on the stage was a man in a long white robe, without a robe or a crown, he looked just like an ordinary person.

"Young students, don't be afraid, we have already left this world, what you see is just a remnant of our souls."

"After you open the bamboo slips, with the blessing of the formation, we can survive for a short while. After answering your questions, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, we will follow the body and leave this world."

"If you have any questions, can you just ask?"

Yun Yongan was not polite, and asked directly: "How did you end up in this world of yours? What is the relationship between Mars and Blue Star?"

"It's a long story," the white-clothed emperor sighed, "We're doing it to ourselves. Cultivation and technology are two legs. We pursued personal might and left the technological route behind. Dry the spiritual power between heaven and earth."

Yun Yong'an was very puzzled: "This is not enough to die? Before the recovery of Lan Xing's spiritual energy, he lived very well without spiritual energy."

"Ordinary people can live without spiritual power. Cultivators can live without spiritual power, but, like us, old guys who have lived for tens of thousands of years have already reached the end of their lifespan. Losing spiritual power means losing life."

"In order to survive, we began to absorb spiritual power without restriction, killing monsters to get demon pills, and even killing our own kind. As the great monks fell into darkness, the whole world ushered in the end."

Hearing this, Yun Yongan felt a strong sense of vigilance in his heart, as he silently recited the spell, preparing to break free from the illusion.

The emperor in white waved his hand at him, showing a very bitter smile.