My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 393 Stupid Han——WOC!

Now it seems that if you want to know who was the first force to take over this place after Hanting evacuated.

I'm afraid we can only find out the answer by confirming when Han Ting withdrew from this place.

"This……"

Looking at the information on the door, everyone hesitated for a moment after learning that there were ghosts and gods who had enjoyed the blood sacrifices of the Wei and Jin dynasties.

Even Zhang Fawei touched the Bagua mirror in his arms and regretted why he didn't bring his eldest nephew into the team in advance this time.

Sure enough, none of the things arranged by the emperor himself were easy to deal with.

"Don't be afraid, keep moving forward..."

Zhu Houcong comforted everyone.

Except for the figure that appeared in the fog of the Zhao family.

Zhu Houcong didn't think Jiaolong and Cao Gan were any threats.

To Zhu Houcong, these ghosts and gods that worried these noble sects and imperial soldiers were not as dangerous as the sword of the King of Qin hanging around his waist, which could plot rebellion again at any time.

In other words, since the King of Qin's sword was knocked away by one of his moves last time, it seems that he has not shown the uncontrollable desire to fight as before for a long time.

It couldn't be that he was depressed because he was beaten face to face before.

Zhu Houcong touched the King Qin Sword on his waist and thought as he walked along this passage that was opened by the Jin people, or that was only subsequently reinforced.

Although the cave was dark, and Zhu Houcong had heard the sound of the underground river flowing before.

But surprisingly, the surrounding environment was not humid. On the contrary, the cold wind coming from somewhere underground blew on several people's faces, leaving a feeling of dryness and coldness.

"arrive--"

Looking at the entrance to the underground palace in front of him, which was carefully divided by stone walls.

Four doors and two passages depict the yin and yang and the four sacred beasts.

And there is a small jar placed in front of each passage door. The incense candles in the incense burner behind it have long been burned out, and dust and soot have accumulated layer by layer, filling the small copper furnace to the full.

The two words "Mingfu" are clearly written on the plaque above the four mythical beasts——

Zhu Houcong looked at the people beside him. Xu Youbang and Zhang Fawei understood their responsibilities very well at this time and took the initiative to speak.

""There is a bright government in the world, the people below are in harmony, and the top and bottom are in harmony. "From "Shang Shu·Zhou Shu·Ming Tang"."

"When King Mu was on the throne, he issued an edict to Kongjia and Boda, saying: "I wish to establish the Ming Palace. "Kongjia and Boda said to each other: "There is a Ming government in this world, the people below are in harmony, and the top and bottom are in harmony. The king said: "Then do it." "So Kong Jia and Boda ordered officials to eat, and all the officials recommended them for the position. The master Kong Fu wrote "Eight Sounds" and used it as a ancestral hall for the Ming Dynasty."

"The Ming Mansion is said to be the place where King Mu of Zhou used to worship his ancestors, but this..."

Zhang Fawei looked at the entrance of the underground palace in front of him, surrounded by divine beasts and opening his arms to several people.

The green dragon statue in front of him had its blood mouth wide open, and its big blood-red eyes were dotted with thick cinnabar, staring straight at the people in front of it.

Sounds like ghostly cries coming from the cold wind blowing from time to time came from the two sets of passages on the left and right in front of him.

It seemed as if the invaders in front of them would be swallowed whole in the next moment, as sacrifices to the Han and Tibetan people who had stored countless weird things in front of them and had been hungry and thirsty for many years.

Something's wrong——

Although the Han people claimed that they inherited the destiny of the Zhou royal family.

But let’s not talk about it. Even Da Qin, a prince that was created by the Zhou family, was regarded as a barbarian outside the Great Wall for a long time. Even though it destroyed the Zhou royal family and plundered a large number of Zhou Dynasty ritual vessels and books, it still had no regard for Zhou rituals. With only a little knowledge, he is far inferior to the Six Kingdoms of Shandong.

And in order to show his legitimacy and his mandate from heaven, King Qin’s tombs would never add too many elements of the Zhou royal family.

Not to mention the Liu Han regime that later got up hastily and killed the white snake to fulfill the destiny.

Even the ritual and music system of the Han Dynasty was barely perfected during the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty with the help of Dong Zhongshu, Sang Hongyang and others.

This kind of old thing that was temporarily dug out and pieced together from the ruins of Afang Palace could barely deceive the barbarians of the Huns and Qiang Tibet. Scholar-officials such as Sima Qian in the Han Dynasty looked at it and shook their heads.

He said that the people in the old Liu family were indeed from a poor background, their words and deeds were vulgar, and they were not civilized at all.

Thinking of the picture of King Zhou Mu becoming an immortal that I saw on the wall in the Taoist temple before.

The cries of ghosts coming from the passage became more terrifying and miserable as a few people approached.

The cold wind blowing in the face became colder and colder, and people heard some sounds similar to women crying.

Zhu Houcong's eyes subconsciously turned serious——

But before he could speak, he reminded the people around him to be careful.

Zhang Fawei took the lead and spoke while preparing to fight.

"Ghosts don't enjoy blood sacrifices all year round. They must have gone crazy when they saw a living person. Let me share it for your majesty -"

Zhang Fawei took out two soul-binding and ghost-catching talismans from his arms.

As soon as the talisman came out of his sleeve, before Zhang Fawei could recite the incantation, it immediately started to ignite spontaneously in the face of the dark wind blowing from all directions.

The surrounding Yin Qi was so strong that Zhang Fawei's eyes twitched when he saw it.

The number of ghosts here may have exceeded his previous expectations.

But now that the matter has come to this, Zhang Fawei can only bite the bullet, light the talisman, point his right hand to the sky and continue chanting.

"The soul is the father of heaven, the soul is the mother of the earth, the head is the thunder god, the hair is the black cloud, the top is the star, and the brain is the red bird...the hands are the three generals, each leading 70 million people. The soldiers draw their swords and ride on the train , come out from the subject, subjugate all ghosts and gods——"

The Bagua mirror in his arms reflected the golden light, and he felt that the talismans he had brought were not enough. He sat cross-legged, and the Yang God rushed out, commanding the physical hidden soldiers to kill the surrounding ghosts together with the Yang God who was casting a spell to Zhang Fawei.

Although Zhang Fawei's Yangshen Curse is extremely restrained against these ghosts.

In a matter of seconds, the surrounding ghosts were burned away, leaving a large blank space.

But more and more ghosts emerged from the tombs.

It seems endless.

Suddenly there were so many ants that they looked like they were killing a giant elephant.

Facing the tens of thousands of ghosts rushing towards me.

Zhang Fawei, who had just wanted to take advantage of the fact that he had not really stepped into the underground palace yet and the danger was not that high, to show off in front of the emperor, secretly felt bitter.

MD! You guys don't play by the rules!

Isn't this still on the periphery? If you have raised so many Yin soldiers as the first restriction, are you looking down on future generations of tomb thieves?

The Yang God has been the most yang thing in the world since ancient times. If a Taoist cultivator spends his whole life and even uses secret methods to reincarnate with his cultivation, the accumulated Yang essence may not be able to form a Yang God.

Under normal circumstances, Taoists who can practice Yang Shen can reach the threshold of the legendary immortal by raising their hands and jumping with their feet, except that they cannot live forever.

For the ghost soldiers, it is like chopping melons and vegetables.

Zhang Fawei originally thought that these Han people imitated the Zhou people's practice of restraining souls as imperial barriers, and thought it was a trail that had been eliminated hundreds of years ago.

The stupid ancients didn't know that the Taoism of the outside world has changed with each passing day for thousands of years.

You are already behind the times, just in time for me to gain a sense of presence in front of the emperor, hahaha——

But looking at the thousands of ghosts spurting out from the ground like a torrent in front of them.

The speed of the yang fire around him could no longer keep up with the speed of the ghost soldiers rushing out of the underground palace in front of him.

Not to mention that from time to time, among these ghost soldiers, there would be some men with loose hair and left-fold ruffles, who retained a certain image of their lives and were powerful and sneaky in launching sneak attacks on Zhang Fawei.

(End of this chapter)