I'm not a theatre god

"Huh?"

Outside the gate of a certain palace,

As several beams of light rose from the sky, Jian Changsheng and others looked back and let out a light sigh.

"What's going on?"

"Are there any fluctuations in the aura of the Emperor God? It seems that those candidates are starting to exert their strength." Chen Ling's Emperor Fate sensed the light beam in the distance and guessed the truth of the matter at once.

"Are they progressing so quickly?"

"Perhaps it wasn't that fast originally." Sun Bumian glanced at Chen Ling and said leisurely, "It seems that the appearance of some people put too much pressure on the emperors..."

Chen Ling, dressed in red, stood calmly outside the wall of the Vermilion Palace, swaying in the wind, as if she didn't care.

Chen Ling, who holds the script in hand, knows the ending of everything, and naturally has no suspense. Now he is more like an immersive audience... Of course, when necessary, he can provide some small and wonderful "interactions" ".

"No matter what their final result is, let's get the interest back from those emperors first."

Jian Changsheng looked at the palace wall in front of him and seemed to be eager to give it a try.

"Hong...er...Lin Yan, where are those treasures you mentioned?" Jian Changsheng glanced at Jiang Xiaohua, who was dead and slightly alive beside him, and changed his question.

"Of course it's in the palace."

Chen Ling raised his hand casually, and the grand and heavy palace gate gradually opened with a low hum... On an empty land, countless palaces stood at the end of the horizon.

The sound of fighting between gold and iron horses came faintly from behind the four people. It was the soldiers and horses of the new emperor who had risen up in this dynasty and wanted to restore order. They were fighting against the order of the old dynasty outside the palace wall.

Chen Ling naturally doesn't care about those repeated histories. As long as the emperor's remnants are not here, everything here is false... The corresponding emperor of this dynasty is still "hiding the dragon in the abyss" digging three feet into the ground. It should not be possible in a short time. Will come back.

Who would have thought that the ancient imperial treasure trove that had not been opened for hundreds of years would usher in a group of robbers who broke into the house at this time?

Huhu——

A bleak breeze blew through the open space, and four figures walked side by side along the wide stone road for carriages and horses to enter the palace.

Beside everyone, figures in ancient costumes hurriedly ran past, some were running for their lives, some were entering the palace to meet the saint... The four of them were walking in the reappearance of history, and the past and the present formed a sharp contrast at this moment.

"The Emperor's Way is different from other ways."

"After each dynasty changes, the foundation of the Emperor's Way will be extended to become the secret treasure of the corresponding dynasty... In most cases, the shape of this secret treasure is a jade seal, but in addition there are some other secret treasures , such as an imperial edict, a sword, or an imperial calligraphy..."

Chen Ling, who has the destiny of an emperor, has sensed the situation of the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasures and calmly explained to everyone.

"Every dynasty changes, there will be a Dao-based secret treasure? So the Emperor Shen Dao must have hundreds of Dao-based secret treasures in total?!" Jian Changsheng opened his mouth in disbelief, "This is too rich!"

"The quantity is indeed correct, but the problem is that after the old dynasty is replaced by the new dynasty, the Daoji secret treasures of the old dynasty will also decline, and the Daoji breath of the Emperor God Dao in them will be extremely weak... You can understand that the new dynasty The Daoji secret treasure will absorb the Daoji breath of the previous dynasty, similar to the change of luck." Chen Ling paused for a moment and continued.

"But even so, those secret treasures that once had a faint aura of the Emperor's Divine Dao are far more precious than mortal items and have some strange effects."

"No wonder……"

Jian Changsheng clicked his tongue, "So many people want to find the emperor's tomb, it turns out there is something really good."

"The palace of this dynasty is quite wealthy, with a lot of gold, silver and jewelry, but what interests me more is the Taoist secret treasure of this dynasty... an 'Emperor's Sword'."

"Emperor with sword?!"

Jian Changsheng, who uses a sword, heard these four words, his eyes lit up like light bulbs, "Lin Yan!! You are such a good person! How did you know that I lack a good sword!"

Chen Ling: "..."

"It's just that this is the closest to us. There are many similar treasures in the palaces of other dynasties. Let's seize the time and search them one by one."

"Do we still have to find it ourselves? Can't you directly locate the secret treasures?"

"...What do you think I am? Only the emperor of the corresponding dynasty can accurately locate the secret treasures of the corresponding dynasty. I can just sense their existence."

"Tsk...Okay, I'll search here, and you can search over there."

Chen Ling, Jian Changsheng, and Sun Bumian dragged Jiang Xiaohua into a grand hall.

After entering, the three of them let go of Jiang Xiaohua, and Jiang Xiaohua also cooperated and lay down on the spot, facing the ground, motionless like a corpse...

Chen Ling and Jian Changsheng, one on the left and the other on the right, started searching on both sides of the hall.

Sun Bumian, on the other hand, was not interested in any swords. Instead, he took one look at the plate of exquisite fruits next to the dragon chair and couldn't help but lick his lips.

He stepped on the clouds and lay down on the dragon chair in a flash. He picked up a bunch of crystal clear grapes with one hand and stuffed them into his mouth leisurely one by one, letting out a comfortable moan.

"The emperor is still having a good time... he will enjoy it."

Sun Bumian raised his hand to touch the table, as if he wanted to pick up the jug and take a sip, but when he shook it, he found that there was nothing in the jug, and he was a little disappointed.

I don’t know how long it took,

Jian Changsheng rushed out excitedly from the depths of the hall, holding an exquisite sword box!

"I think I found it! Is this it?!"

This shout attracted the attention of others. Sun Bumian, who was lying on the dragon chair and eating fruit leisurely, sat up and looked here curiously; Chen Ling came to Jian Changsheng like a breeze; even Jiang Xiaohua, who had been lying motionless at the door, turned silently so that her peripheral vision could see the direction of the three people...

"It should be it." Chen Ling nodded slightly, "There is a trace of the breath of the Emperor God on it."

"Hahahahaha!! I found it!"

Jian Changsheng rolled up his sleeves excitedly, clasped the edge of the sword case with both hands, and lifted it up hard... With a crisp sound, the cover of the sword case quickly popped open.

Then, Chen Ling and Jian Changsheng's expressions gradually stiffened...

There was no sword shadow in the sword case, only a wine glass thrown in it casually... Under the wine glass, at the bottom of the sword case, there was a line of big characters like someone was drunk and flying:

[The Thief was here].