With Gu Jiu's sword of heaven and earth, the subsequent performances of the cultivators seemed a bit boring.
Other players also showed off some of the magic they learned in the demon world. They looked gorgeous, but their power was average. Their performance was mediocre and there was nothing outstanding about them.
Many ascetics sneered, feeling that they did not live up to the name.
Those who can go on stage to show themselves are all famous and powerful. The skills they display are extremely powerful. There are very few who are as ordinary as these people.
Unfortunately, the players are so thick-skinned that they don’t care at all.
Wei Shengtu said: "With the eldest lady's beauty in front of us, no matter what we do, we can't surpass her, so why not be casual."
Qi Qianyin and others nodded.
The most powerful means of the players are still related to props, but they dare not show them here. If some shrewd ascetics notice something unusual and expose their identities as aliens, it will be very disadvantageous for their actions in this world.
By the time all the practitioners had demonstrated their unique skills, the sun had already begun to set.
The emperor treated them to a sumptuous dinner in the Jiaotai Hall. After the meal, he announced in public that they would set out for the imperial mausoleum the next day and asked them to gather at the Xuanzhao City Gate at noon.
Xuanzhao Gate is a gate in the imperial city that is provided for ascetics to pass through.
That night, many ascetics still woke up in the middle of the night.
The demonic aura tonight is stronger than last night. The Dragon Guards are frequently moving around the streets and alleys. Strange noises can be heard faintly, like crying and laughing, which is very creepy.
Ordinary people were so frightened that they closed their doors and hid in their rooms, praying that dawn would come soon.
Although the monks knew it was a demonic disaster, they didn't know where it came from, why it was so rampant in midsummer, and even dared to run wild in the imperial city protected by dragon energy. Unfortunately, the speed of the Dragon Controlling Department was too fast, and they didn't have a chance to identify it. If they got too close, it would offend the Dragon Controlling Department, so the monks could only suppress their curiosity.
Gu Jiu and Qin Huang were still lying on the wall.
In the middle of the night, Huo Ting came in the dark, wearing a heavy black dragon-controlling suit. It was obvious that he had taken time out from his mission to come here.
Qin Huang couldn't help but say: "I didn't expect that the Dragon Control Department would be so hard-working."
Huo Ting said to them: "Tomorrow I will go to the imperial mausoleum with the imperial teacher. When we get to the imperial mausoleum, I will look for you. You must be careful."
Huo Ting mentioned some more precautions and left quickly. He still had to continue suppressing the evildoers in the imperial city and he didn't have much time.
Watching him leave, Qin Huang didn't think Huo Ting was just fooling around in the imperial city. Compared with Qi Qianyin and others who were hanging around in the East China Sea, his goal seemed to be clearer.
I just don't know what skills he learned from the national teacher.
"The Imperial Master is so powerful. As his disciple, he should be able to learn a lot, right?" Qin Huang guessed, "Let's compete with him when we get back to see who is better."
Gu Jiu laughed and said something insincerely encouraging: "Then do your best."
Qin Huang could tell from her indifference that she didn't care, and said unhappily: "Miss, you can't favor him just because you come from the same world as him. I've also been working hard to practice the Qiankun technique, and I've made rapid progress."
The "Qian Kun" technique is very versatile. Although he doesn't have Gu Jiu's comprehension, it's not bad either. He can evolve a body technique that suits him.
Gu Ji was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and went back to his room to rest.
While lying on the bed, she suddenly thought of Lu Ji, who had been away for more than two months. She didn't know what the situation was like over there, and when he appeared again, would he stand against the ascetics
With some longing in her heart, she gradually fell asleep.
The night grew darker, and a strange smell wafted in the night wind.
Huo Ting, who had just sealed a demon, suddenly looked up and forward. There was a remote alley with no lights and the endless night shrouded in darkness.
"Lord Huo, what's wrong?" A dragon guard nearby asked in confusion. He looked in the direction he was looking, but didn't see anything.
Huo Ting slowly withdrew his gaze, shook his head lightly, and suppressed the doubts in his heart.
His expression was cold and calm, and few people could tell anything from his face. Seeing this, Long Wei did not ask any more questions.
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The next day, Gu Jiu brought everyone to the Xuanzhao city gate.
A quarter of an hour before noon, the national teacher appeared with his disciples.
The monks present were very respectful to the Imperial Master. They all bowed to him and called him Grand Master.
The National Master has ten disciples. Huo Ting is a new disciple accepted half a year ago and is also the youngest. However, he stands next to the National Master, which shows how much the National Master values him.
The monks were all very familiar with the national master's disciples, except Huo Ting, who was the most unfamiliar. They couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
The national teacher said, "This is Huo Ting, the new disciple I accepted half a year ago."
Huo Ting stepped forward, looking solemn and upright, and greeted everyone.
The players who were at the outermost area were slightly surprised when they saw this scene.
Qin Huang whispered, "What does this Imperial Master mean? Is he doing this on purpose?"
The Imperial Master has very few disciples, and each one is carefully selected. It is said that the Imperial Master has not accepted any disciples for more than ten years, but suddenly he accepted another disciple and named him in public. It seems that he is showing his favor to him, but it also seems that he is pushing him out to attract the attention of the world. In addition, this is an extraordinary period, which makes people doubt the Imperial Master's purpose.
Qin Huang's imagination began to run wild again.
Wei Shengtu, Qi Qianyin and others listened and looked even more strange.
Finally, it was Gu Jiu who said, "No matter what his purpose is, Huo Ting knows it well. You don't have to worry about him."
"Who worries about him?" Qin Huang said unhappily. He didn't worry about irrelevant people.
When the Chen hour arrived and all the ascetics had arrived, the national teacher jumped onto the flying sword and led everyone to the imperial mausoleum.
The imperial mausoleum is located in Zhiming Mountain, a hundred miles outside the imperial city. With the speed of a cultivator flying on a sword, it can be reached in less than half an hour.
The Imperial Master stopped at the foot of Zhiming Mountain.
A prince from the royal family who was stationed at the imperial mausoleum came over, saluted respectfully to the imperial teacher, and asked, "Imperial teacher, when will you enter the imperial mausoleum?"
The Imperial Master glanced at the sky and said, "Let's follow the usual rules."
The usual rule is to enter the imperial mausoleum at noon, and this year is no exception.
When the Imperial Master was communicating with the princes of the royal family, the ascetics all looked towards the lush green Zhiming Mountain and were secretly shocked.
Zhiming Mountain is covered with deep forests, with continuous mountains and a lush scenery.
However, at this time, an evil aura enveloped Zhiming Mountain. In the lush and deep forests, it seemed that some evil spirits could be vaguely seen running out of the forest. When they reached the halfway point of the mountain, they were stopped by an invisible barrier.
Although they have not entered the mountain, they are already aware of the dangers it contains, and the expressions of many practitioners have become solemn.
The players heard the monks around them take a deep breath and stepped back without making a sound.
The Taoist nuns also subconsciously moved towards Gu Jiu, feeling an inexplicable awe and fear towards Zhiming Mountain.
After looking around Zhiming Mountain, Gu Jiu's gaze fell on the soldiers guarding the foot of the mountain. They were wearing armor and holding long spears. Their faces were clearly shrouded in a sense of death, yet they were full of vitality, which was very strange.
If you think about it for a moment, you will understand the reason.
As soldiers guarding the mausoleum, they have been stationed here for a long time. The deathly aura was contaminated from the imperial mausoleum. As for the vitality, it was something the imperial master did to protect the vitality in them.
Only the combination of death and life can allow these soldiers to live well.
Other monks also noticed this and became more cautious about this trip to the imperial mausoleum. They could roughly guess what the outcome of the demon-killing conference held every three years was. It turned out that the "demons" to be eliminated were things in the imperial mausoleum.
I just don’t know why it exists in the imperial mausoleum. Could it be that the Great Chu Dynasty used the imperial mausoleum to suppress the evil creature
Or is it raising evil creatures
At noon, the midday sun shines directly down, and the bright light hurts the eyes.
The Imperial Master said in a loud voice: "Everyone, noon has arrived. Please follow me into the Imperial Mausoleum. Once you enter the Imperial Mausoleum, please be careful."
The ascetic said nothing.
They wanted to say something, but when they saw the stern look on the Imperial Master's face, they inexplicably swallowed their words back and followed the Imperial Master into Zhiming Mountain.
With the imperial teacher leading the way, the evil spirits in the mountains dared not invade, and they arrived at the entrance of the imperial mausoleum smoothly.
The entrance to the imperial mausoleum is in a valley in Zhiming Mountain.
There were no soldiers guarding the mausoleum, and not even any insects or wild animals could be seen. There was an eerie silence, with only the rustling sound of the ascetics walking on the dry grass.
It was midsummer, but the climate in the valley was like late autumn, and all the flowers, plants and trees in the valley had withered and turned yellow.
Arriving at the entrance of the imperial mausoleum, there is a stone door embedded in the towering mountain wall. On both sides of the door are two stone beasts several meters tall. Their heads are lowered, looking down, as if examining the intruders, ready to turn into a ferocious beast and pounce on the intruders at any time to kill them.
When everyone saw the appearance of the two stone beasts, they secretly gasped.
"This must be a ghost beast." A young ascetic muttered, "I've seen its introduction in some ancient strange records. A ghost beast is the guardian beast of the underworld, guarding the passage to the underworld."
The imperial mausoleum is the resting place of the deceased members of the royal family of Great Chu, so it is only appropriate to use underworld beasts to guard this place.
But for some reason, when I see these two underworld beasts, I always have a feeling that they may come back to life at any time.
Underworld beasts are only things recorded in certain strange records. It is still unknown whether there are underworld beasts in this world, not to mention that people don’t even know whether there is an underworld in this world. Everything is just people’s speculation.
With a certain subtle feeling, the monks looked at the stone gate at the entrance of the imperial mausoleum.
This is a mechanical door, engraved with the emblem of the Great Chu royal family and complicated magical array restrictions. You don't need to try to know that it is not easy to open it.
The national teacher stepped forward, bit his fingertip, and a drop of blood popped out.
The blood fell onto the symbol of the Great Chu royal family, and the blood beads seeped into it, as if being absorbed by it.
Then the symbol lit up with a bloody light, and the national teacher began to make hand gestures with both hands. It was so fast that only afterimages were left. Some practitioners wanted to take the opportunity to see it clearly, but the more they watched, the more uncomfortable they felt, and they felt dizzy.
The players present naturally did not miss this opportunity to learn from him.
Unfortunately, what they had learned was limited, and after watching for a while, they still suffered the same fate as other cultivators. Fortunately, they had been to so many worlds, and their mental powers had been tempered and condensed, which was stronger than that of the cultivators in this world. They could see the national master's hand gestures clearly, but could not remember them completely.
Only Gu Jiu watched with great interest.
Not only did she see clearly the process of the national teacher's hand gestures, she also felt the operation of some kind of natural spiritual power that integrated the rules of heaven and earth, and she even learned it involuntarily.
This move of the national teacher was more sophisticated than any technique she had learned before. It could almost be said to be the best technique in the world.
Qin Huang covered his head and groaned uncomfortably, "Miss, aren't you dizzy?"
"fine."
The other players had given up on stealing her skills. They turned to look at Gu Jiu and found that she was still learning. They couldn't help but feel admiration for her.
She is indeed a woman who can make a great name for herself on the battlefield, and she is incomparable to ordinary players.
Until the Imperial Master stopped and the entrance to the imperial mausoleum opened, Gu Jiu was still not satisfied. If the Imperial Master was not the great master of this world and should not be provoked, she would have wanted to go and learn from him and then become his disciple.
The entrance to the imperial mausoleum opened, and the Imperial Master's eyes were cold, like the clouds on the horizon, and he said in a calm voice: "Everyone, please follow me in."
The imperial teacher and his disciples were the first to enter the imperial mausoleum.
There was a faint light at the entrance of the imperial mausoleum, and one could see the large square stones laid flat on the ground, which seemed to be some kind of Yunming stone. Going further inside, it was completely dark and one could no longer see clearly.
It looks very quiet, and you can't even feel the evil aura that permeates Zhiming Mountain, but for some reason, it makes people feel foreboding and extremely stressed.
The monks looked at each other, finally gritted their teeth, and followed the national teacher in.
Gu Jiu, the people from Qingyun Temple, as well as players such as Qi Qianyin, automatically came to her side.
When everyone entered the imperial mausoleum, the gate closed again and everything became dark.
While in the imperial mausoleum, a chilly air rushed towards him, swirling around him and rising from the soles of his feet. Although Xiao was a cultivator with good physical fitness, he couldn't help but shiver.
Suddenly, a beam of light came on.
Then other lights gradually lit up. They looked up and found that it was the wall lamps on the walls on both sides of the passage that lit up. It seemed that they were lit by someone, or it seemed that someone came in and triggered some magic circle, causing them to light up by themselves.
It's a relief to have this wall lamp to drive away the darkness.
The imperial mausoleum is originally very strange. If it is completely dark and one cannot see anything, it will make people feel uneasy.
The passage at the entrance is very tall and spacious. Even though there are more than 2,000 people coming in, it doesn't seem crowded at all.
The ground is paved with large pieces of Yunming stone, and the walls on both sides are also made of Yunming stone. There is a wall lamp every ten feet, emitting a faint blue flame, which is quiet and ethereal.
Someone leaned over to look at what was in the wall lamp, and found that there was nothing inside. The faint blue fire seemed to appear out of thin air, which was very strange.
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