Chapter 70 Rushing to the Imperial Mausoleum The bird of fire chased the immortal who was practicing Qi in the black fog all the way south. Wherever it passed, the grass and trees withered and the ground was covered with is a power that surpasses the first level! This night. No one in the imperial city could sleep anymore. Countless figures looked at this scene in horror, as if they had returned to the day when the Immortal Whale was born and Daliang was destroyed. "This is what released something." "The unification of the country and the birth of a master is already a big deal, and now even the Great Yu Qi-cultivating Immortal from ancient books and legends has appeared?" Su Chen looked around for a while and clearly saw that various forces near the imperial city heard the news and rushed to the imperial mausoleum. There are the old Liang dignitaries, aristocratic families, as well as the seven sects of the Great Zhou and the personal soldiers of the aristocratic families... Even the mysterious master in Dengtian Tower, with a flickering aura of longevity, hid in the crowd and followed them to the imperial mausoleum. First grade, second grade, countless.
The fairyland is right before your eyes. No one wanted to miss this opportunity. The path to immortality is above the practice in the human world. Of course, these have little to do with Su Chen. He came here just to get the other two pearls. He has feelings. Four precious beads! perhaps. It's about his path to becoming a master. Even if it is unrelated, it is definitely some kind of powerful magical treasure. The secret treasure pearl is related to the seal of the ancestors, so it naturally cannot be in the stronghold. It can only be on the leader and the saint. Su Chen waited and waited, but no one came back. On the contrary. The rain is getting heavier. However, no matter how heavy the rain is, it is difficult to extinguish the flames of the firebird, just like the frozen world of the fairy whale, which is difficult to melt. "No wait." Su Chen began to collect. Along with the corpse of the white-haired leader, there were three other refined corpses that were put into the storage ring. And then. All the books on immortal arts in the secret room were packed up and taken away.
"Ok?" “I can’t take it in.” Su Chen looked at the corpse refining token in his hand. It was the first time for him to encounter something that the ring could not contain. Su Chen hung it around his waist. "If these two new saints and new leaders of the religion come back, ask them to bring the secret treasure beads and contact me. The third secret treasure bead is in my hands..." Done. Su Chen ignored the horror of his followers and flew away. In a few breaths, he disappeared into the night and rain. "The three great keys have gathered together." "The ancestor is about to be born!" "Black Abyss is in the ascendant!" Countless believers cheered. They don't know. Su Chen had no intention of releasing the Black Abyss Evil Immortal, he was just planning to get the other two pearls. in the crowd. There was an envoy in black with a solemn expression. "This matter should be reported to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince as soon as possible..." He is the Xuanyi Guard of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The Black Abyss is a thousand-year-old tradition that can be traced back to before Dayu. Throughout every dynasty, there has never been a shortage of top-notch masters, as well as legends of immortals, which even the Great Zhou does not dare to underestimate. Back in the library, Su Chen changed back into Xu Ge's appearance, holding a bamboo umbrella, strolling leisurely in the rain. "This rain is really weird." "previous years." "Two years of cold winters and three years of frozen ground are caused by the fairy whale ascending to heaven. What's the reason for this year's rain?" "Could it be that, besides the Immortal Whale, there are other terrifying Immortals beneath the Imperial City?" Su Chen pushed open the door. Everything remains the same. In the water tank, the little turtle poked its head out, crawled towards him quickly, and rubbed against the corner of his clothes, as if asking for credit. Turtle takes good care of the house.
Praise the turtle quickly. "well done." Su Chen patted the little turtle's head. and also. Qingque woke up and waited in the yard for a long time. "Master Xu, I seem to have had a dream." "In a dream." "The prince has arrived..." Su Chen also rubbed Qingque's head. "It's just a dream, forget it." Say it. Su Chen climbed to the roof. "Ugh." Qingque opened his mouth but still couldn't utter the next words. In a dream. She had another dream in which a fairy in a white robe whose face could not be seen asked her if she wanted to practice immortal arts. She responded. Qingque thought that the magic should be very powerful, and then she would be able to better protect Master Xu. "Protect Master Xu." Qingque clenched her little fists. roof. Su Chen restored his appearance, the tree beard surged, burning a drop of blood of the white-haired leader, and performed the Soul Fusion and Recollection. …… There was a young man, holding a large bow and equipped with a sword, who chased and killed a vicious tiger all the way into the deep mountains. The tiger lost its pursuit. The boy was also in the deep mountains and lost his way. The night is getting darker. He came across a bustling market, surrounded by mist, and people coming and going were all in white robes and black clothes, with unclear faces...
When he walked out of the market, a token was hanging around his waist. I could vaguely hear the sound of singing. "Ten years of innate lifespan in exchange for a Corpse Refining Order. Both money and goods are cleared. No returns or exchanges are accepted." …… "Is this Yunyin Mountain Immortal Pavilion?" Su Chen had a complicated expression. Simultaneously. Still a little lucky. Fortunately, I didn’t go to the Immortal House. The currency used for transactions there seemed to be innate lifespan? He doesn't have any innate lifespan. If he went to Yunyin Mountain in search of a first-class opportunity, he would probably be eaten alive by the immortals on the spot. Who gave him an unlimited life span, almost immortality? "The lifespan of a mortal, even the legendary innate great master, is only a hundred years at most. It seems that this immortal is also short of lifespan?" Su Chen had no idea about the world of immortals and was not as good as Heiyuan. soon. Relying on the corpse refining technique figured out by the white-haired leader, Su Chen re-refined the three top-level corpses. Black mist rolled out from the token and enveloped the corpse. The scars left by Su Chen's attack healed instantly. Three top-notch corpses have returned to their peak. "This is the same black mist as the one on the Qi-refining immortal that escaped from the Imperial Mausoleum." "It seems to be called Yin Qi?" “I really don’t understand this world any more.” "Grandmasters and Qi-cultivating Immortals keep popping up. I don't know how long this vest of mine can last..." If one practices cultivation on earth at the first level, one can stop the water from rivers and borrow the wind and snow from heaven and earth. hard to imagine, How much stronger would the stronger masters and Qi-refining immortals be? Riding on the clouds, like a ghost or a god. I'm afraid it's not an exaggeration. "There is still 70% of Yin energy in the Corpse Refining Order. I can probably refine seven top-level first-grade corpses, or even a master..."
Su Chen remembered. During the Jianwu period. The young emperor ascended the throne, but sealed the real body of Emperor Taizu Liang, Emperor Jianwu, in a black coffin. In the imperial city, there really is the remains of a master demon. "Where is the black coffin?" Just as Su Chen continued to look through the books on immortal arts. There was a knock on the door of the library. A young eunuch came to announce that the Crown Prince, the Regent, invited the head of the Western Factory to come to the Imperial Study to discuss matters. "Don't you usually ask Xiaoxuanzi for this kind of thing?" Su Chen was puzzled. "General Manager Ye is not in the palace. As a first-rank official, I think he has followed the other first-rank officials who protect the country to Xianyuan." The young eunuch was also wearing a black robe, but he did not dare to show the slightest disrespect in front of Su Chen, who was wearing a black robe. Went to the Imperial Mausoleum?! What's the difference between this and seeking death? "Confused." Su Chen still went to the imperial study. In the imperial study room. Full of scarlet robes. The current ruler, the general who protects the country, the chief eunuch who holds the seal, the marquis and nobles, etc... In comparison. Su Chen's black robe was particularly eye-catching. "Who is this person?" "The black robe is the lowest-ranking eunuch, right? Maybe he went to the wrong place." "You forgot." "There is a lucky man in the West Factory. He has no spiritual practice, but he received a gift from Mr. Xu of the old Liang Dynasty and inherited his legacy..." "Oh, it turned out to be him." All the eyes that were originally on Su Chen were withdrawn. Without any cultivation, he was not worth mentioning, just an ant. They were too lazy to even take a second look. If it weren't for the fact that the Military Supervision Bureau needed a representative and that the killing tiger happened to be absent, this black eunuch wouldn't even be qualified to stand here. Only one person gave me a kind look.
Elegant temperament. There is compassion in his eyes. The current ruler. "Eunuch Xu, long time no see." He said with a smile. See this. Su Chen had no choice but to exchange a few pleasantries with him. soon. The Crown Prince Regent has arrived. Emperor Yan was about fifty years old, and this Crown Prince was also over thirty years old. He had an unsteady step, sunken eye sockets, and an expression of smugness that he could hardly control. His every move and demeanor were consciously imitating the Flame Emperor. Unlike the Flame Emperor, who is deep-minded and has countless ambitions, this eldest prince can be seen through with just a superficial glance. "You are all the backbone of the Great Zhou." "No need to be formal." "I have been recognized by my father, the Emperor, to become the Crown Prince. I hope you will support me..." The eldest prince, with a look of joy on his face, bowed to everyone. Talk about it. This Crown Prince who is the Regent has some relationship with Su Chen. Emperor Yan, fearing that Grandmaster Fengxue would take revenge on him later, fled too quickly. After leaving the imperial city and rushing to the barracks, he remembered that no one was left guarding the court. Therefore, he hastily issued an imperial edict to promote his eldest son to be regent to deal with the matter. For this reason, he was given the position of crown prince. This meeting in the imperial study had no meaning. The prince just wanted to let these bigwigs in the imperial capital know that he had become the prince and that it was time for them to get closer to him. soon. Everyone dispersed. The powerful people who could make the Great Zhou tremble with just a stomp of their feet left with frowns. They really couldn't expect this. Why would the mighty Flame Emperor, who destroyed all the kings and killed his father to ascend the throne, put such an ignorant fool in the position of crown prince? Su Chen also left. He didn't know why, but he always felt that this prince was very familiar, and his eyes were vaguely fixed on him.
"It must be an illusion." "This is only the first time I have met this prince. If Xiao Xuanzi had not been here, I would not have been summoned..." The imperial study became quiet. The prince became silent, no longer looking frivolous or superficial. His cold eyes stared at the direction where Su Chen left. "Pharmacy Xu Ge? You don't even want to change your identity now, right?" Under the imperial study. A deep staircase appeared. Prince, walked into the ice cave, where there was a freshly skinned corpse with warm blood. The prince's human skin fell off, revealing his ugly demonic face. His body was covered with black scales, and he looked neither human nor human. The information about the gate of the Daliang Imperial Mausoleum was given to Heiyuan by him. There was no treasure house of Daliang and no secret treasure pearl inside. Some are just ice coffins where the Great Yu Dynasty is sleeping... Yaksha ghosts are just appetizers. After three hundred years of the Tianyun era, five hundred years of the Dayu era, and three hundred years of the Zhouliang era, this door has been dug open, and the masters and Qi-cultivating immortals of the past thousand years will be awakened one after another. "I, in the cultivation of the Three Corpses Technique, have three lives." "The rebellious son betrayed, and Emperor Liang died." "The secret art of the spirit embryo, Jianwu was reborn, and his soul was annihilated with one sword. And this is the body of Tianwu that was almost stabbed to death by Heiyuan, and I had given up on him..." "Su Chen! Just wait for me." …… A few more days passed. The court was calm and peaceful. This incompetent prince did have some skills and managed to handle state affairs smoothly. In the library. Su Chen studied the immortal arts books for half a month, specifically searching for the contents that even the mortal practitioners could remember, and finally figured out the difference between practice and the path to immortality. Practice, nourish yourself, create true qi, nourish qi and blood, and transform your mortal body step by step, which will give you all kinds of incredible powers. Those with spiritual roots are born extraordinary. The path to immortality is based on spiritual roots, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth. Therefore, one can start out as a first-class immortal, able to call the wind and rain, and attract thunder and lightning. Once you take a step on the path to becoming an immortal, you will become a Qi-cultivating immortal, which is another kind of life. Drink the morning dew, walk on the wind, chase the stars and the moon, and enjoy the world. "Spiritual roots."
"Unfortunately, only one person out of a million has spiritual roots." "I do not have." Su Chen felt a little regretful. Without spiritual roots, even if the books on immortal arts were placed in front of him, he would not be able to imprint them into his mind, let alone practice the immortal arts. but. He has reached the pinnacle of cultivation and can fight against a Grandmaster at the first level. Ordinary cultivators who practice Qigong are no match for him at all. When you become a Grandmaster, a powerful Qi-refining Immortal will be able to fight against you. The innate grandmaster is probably comparable to the high-level Qi-refining immortals. What was most incredible to Su Chen was the records in the classics, which stated that even for high-level Qi-refining immortals, the maximum lifespan was still one hundred. However, compared to mortals, high-level Qi-refining immortals have more means to prolong their lives. "The life span of this world seems to be in shackles. This is true for cultivators and Qigong immortals alike." The library became quiet. Su Chen is reading a book. Qingque is practicing. The little turtle swam back and forth in the water tank, but at night, it quietly crawled out of the library and burrowed into the underground Taiye Lake, which was connected to the Jinjiang River and the Nu River... The next day, he secretly crawled back, covered with wounds. In a blink of an eye. A month has passed. There is still no news about Xiaoxuanzi. Rumors were spreading in the palace. Did this leader of the Eight Tigers of the Western Factory die in the imperial mausoleum together with the other first-rank officials who rushed to the imperial mausoleum from the palace? boom! That night, there was a loud bang. The mountains rolled and the imperial tombs collapsed! The world is shocked! Over the past month, hundreds of practitioners from all over the world, including those of the first and second rank, had heard the news and come here to seek immortality. They had entered the imperial mausoleum, and now, with this loud noise, they were all buried underground in the imperial mausoleum. "It's really not a worry." "You are still so young, Xiaoxuanzi, but you still want Master Xu to bury you?" That night, Su Chen took a bamboo umbrella and walked out of the library. He went towards the imperial mausoleum.
at the same time. A piece of news started from the imperial city, spread to all directions, and shocked the whole world. The imperial city is the ancient capital of three dynasties. previous years. For some reason, Daliang built its imperial mausoleum on top of Dayu's imperial mausoleum. In fact, the imperial mausoleum of Dayu was never a burial place for the royal family of Dayu, but for the immortals from all over the world who were sought out by the Emperor of Dayu in the last years of the Dayu Dynasty. This piece of news shocked the world. Also. In July of the third year of the Xuanlong reign of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The nine counties of the old Liang Dynasty and the remaining three rebellious counties finally fell under the iron cavalry of the Heavenly Soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty and completely submitted to the Great Zhou Dynasty. then. The world is unified. This world is subtly different. The energy of the mountains and rivers is gushing out and pouring into the world. The road to becoming a master is open. The next day. Long Xuanjun, the supreme master of the Great Zhou Dynasty, has stepped into the realm of Grandmaster. This is the first time he has come to the imperial city since the destruction of Liang. Beside him, there stood a woman. "His Majesty!" "Your ascension to the throne is what everyone wants. Only you can protect the Great Zhou!" "Although the late emperor's will is gone, you are the only master in the world. The thunder of heaven forges your body and the fire of earth ignites your soul. Who else in this world can stand in your way?" The King of Qi's female musicians spoke passionately. In the carriage. The master of his generation, Long Xuanjun, was silent. The only master in the world? In a trance. Looking at the imperial palace gate that was far away, familiar yet unfamiliar, he recalled the gracefulness of that supreme sword. "This sword is called Burial Star. Tonight, it will bury Daliang!" Under the moon, there is a young man holding a sword, and the sword's chanting shakes the sky. What about the master? They are just the souls killed by his sword.
For a while. The palace gate is right in front of you. However, Long Xuanjun didn't dare to step in. Even though he has become a master, he is still deeply afraid of that man. That man promised the world to the Great Zhou, but the Great Zhou did not keep its promise, and now 30 million Liang people are back in dire straits... He was afraid of meeting that person again. "Let's go to the Imperial Mausoleum first." "Without the late emperor's will, it would be difficult to justify our actions. It would be better for us to go to the imperial mausoleum first." The carriage changed direction and headed towards the imperial mausoleum. On the way, a young man in a black robe waved. "Let's go to the imperial mausoleum together." "My name is Xu Ge, I wonder if I can give you a ride." I haven’t been in a very good state recently. I wasn’t very satisfied with the last chapter. Thank you all for your subscription and support.
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