"Mr. Cui... what do you think?"
After a while, Yan Sheng and his entourage also came down, observed the pool of water, and asked solemnly.
"Before this beast never retreated and was trapped in his lair, why did he seem to have opened his eyes today..."
Qiu Yi said bitterly at the side, and cast a veiled glance at Cui Jue.
As a Taoist school, there is something wrong with Legalism by nature. After all, one pursues transcendence, while the other wants to put everything under the 'law'. It's strange to see it pleasing to the eye!
"The Bone Demon God is gone... and all the crystals of evil spirits are taken away... It will take at least fifty years to condense another one of the three evil spirits!"
Cui Jue stood up, and looked around with bright eyes: "It's just that this move is not because of my own intelligence and sense of danger, but because someone is obstructing it!"
"who is it?"
Yan Sheng was furious, he clenched his fists violently, the air exploded, and the surging energy and masculinity made Qiu Yi take a few steps back unnaturally.
"There is a 50% chance that it is the spy who escaped before!"
Cui Jue said calmly, immediately causing Qiu Yi's face to blush and his lips to squirm, as if he wanted to defend himself.
Yan Sheng waved his hand, stopped the hostility between the two sides, and said directly: "The only solution now is to get rid of another evil vein. This time we will sit around the surrounding area, regardless of losses, forcefully attack, and search for crystals... Also, this person can't Let go!"
At this moment, facing the unknown being who robbed them first, the eyes of the members of the Department of Abnormalities were all red, and they wanted to eat his flesh! Sleep on your skin!
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Unknowingly, Wu Ming, who had caused so many people to resent him deeply, now came to Shengjing City.
"The mountains and rivers are still there, and the sunset is red..."
The setting sun is like blood, the ruins are still there, the events of yesterday seem to be vividly remembered, but that dynasty has long been buried in history.
Wu Ming still clearly remembered that during the mission of the main god, he followed Ji Yi's army to the scene of the city of Shengjing, but now, the originally prosperous and prosperous Gyeonggi land, which is the most famous in the world, has already turned into a piece of land. ruins.
Even the soil layer is bare, with a disturbing gray-black color, as if it has lost all vitality.
"Bad air!"
Wu Ming knew very well what the culprit of all this was, "Emperor Shang Jie received all the soldiers from the world, cast twelve golden men, and used the method of witchcraft to impose blood sacrifices. Originally, the golden men had already stored extremely powerful gold Sha! Later, after sealing the destiny of the Great Shang and the Dragon Qi of the Great Zhou, the combination of the evil Qi and the Dragon Qi will increase the power even more! Originally, if the Twelve Golden Men practiced it, it would be heaven and earth, and I am the only one who can suppress the destiny of the country. Supreme treasure! But destiny tricks people..."
"The Twelve Golden People were destroyed, and the dragon veins were injured and polluted by evil spirits. The land of Shengjing was naturally abandoned. Ji Yi didn't set his capital here, but forcibly moved the people of the imperial capital... This is a great deed. If you don't If they move away, they will be trapped here sooner or later! It's just that Shangzhou has also declined... "
The city wall, which could not be captured by an army of 100,000 troops, has already collapsed in half.
Even, the traces left by the great earthquake that year were still there, making it easy for Wu Ming to enter the city and look at this dead scene.
"Huh? The evil spirit is not very heavy..."
Wu Ming frowned somewhat unexpectedly: "It seems that Luo Tianda Zhan of Yuqing Laodao was quite dedicated at that time...just..."
He came to the edge of the palace, looked at the rituals of the magic circle that were scattered in the void and the leylines, only visible to the spiritual eyes, with a sneer on his face: "Collect? Not suppress?"
Originally, to expel evil spirits, the best strategy is to eliminate them directly, and the middle strategy is to suppress a place and seal it heavily, but the formation Wu Ming saw is a kind of guidance and gathering.
"This array has been going on for three hundred years. Obviously, there are people who maintain it from time to time... Where do you want to go to gather the dragon demons that are scattered in the void outside?"
Following the direction guided by the magic circle, Wu Ming went forward without hesitation, and immediately arrived in the imperial city.
The palace of the Shang Dynasty has been continuously expanded by several generations of emperors, covering an area of 20,000 mu, with 108 palaces and more than 10,000 houses of different sizes, resplendent and beautiful.
Even though it was plundered and looted several times, and was continuously evacuated by the people behind, from the few broken pillars and broken tiles that remained, one can still clearly feel the royal majesty of the past.
Originally, in such ruins, there must be overgrown grass and trees, rats and birds multiplying, and it becomes a paradise for aliens, but due to the evil spirit, the place is barren, desolate and lonely. Wu Ming walks in it, as small as an ant, and the huge sense of silence The attack of oppression is enough to drive ordinary people crazy!
"Although there is Taoism to suppress it, but the evil spirit is so heavy, it is naturally not a good place..."
Wu Ming knew that this was not an illusion. If ordinary people stayed here for a long time, they might really be invaded by evil spirits and become lunatics!
At this time, he opened his sky eyes, followed the formations and rituals that spread throughout the palace, and came to a place.
"It's actually here..."
Wu Ming looked at the square in front of him, and the corners of his eyes twitched unconsciously: "If I remember correctly, this is the core place where the Twelve Golden Men crashed, and the first batch of dragon monsters were also born here, right? "
In his eyes, through the ubiquitous spiritual light of the magic circle, the evil spirit all over the sky was gathered like a hundred rivers returning to the ground, and concentrated in the ground.
How terrifying is the evil spirit accumulated in the original palace
Not to mention, the rituals inscribed by that Luo Tianda Zhan before gathered all the evil spirits from the entire Gyeonggi!
"Carve the spirit into an array, condense the evil energy, and gather it in the earth's veins. This is the pattern of artificially forming the veins of the six evil spirits!"
Wu Ming pinched his fingers and counted, and his face changed again: "No! Here is the scourge of heaven, it is the evil of the sky, the evil of the earth is the evil of the earth, and there are twelve golden men who crashed, it is the evil of man, and we have gathered the three talents of heaven, earth, and human. It's not the land of the six evil spirits, but the extreme pulse of the nine evil spirits!!!"
Just one of the three evil yin veins in the outside world can raise the skeleton essence to the level of a demon god, so what kind of power should the rumored nine evil spirits possess
"I have no doubt now that the dragon monster that the group of strange news divisions want to seize is right under this square!"
There was a flash of light in Wu Ming's eyes: "It's just... this underground, how to get down?"
While thinking, there was a flash of inspiration on his body, and a wave of Taoism spread far away.
"Who is coming?"
After a while, two Taoist priests rushed over in a panic. It was obvious that Wu Ming's strategy of scaring the snake out of the grass had worked.
"You two are Taoists of Yuqing's lineage?"
There are deep traces of Yuqing's lineage on these two people, and they cannot escape Wu Ming's perception. After all, he is the one who has even read the Earth Immortal Scroll of Yuqing's Taoism.
"Exactly... I don't know Your Excellency?"
Being called out, the two Taoists were also a little surprised and asked immediately.
"This official, Zheng Jun of the Department of Distinct News, is here under the order of Commander-in-Chief!"
Wu Ming threw out the token of Yazi: "Take me to see your master quickly, otherwise the matter of the dragon monster will change, can you bear the responsibility?"
As soon as the big hat was buttoned off, the two Taoists immediately became a little confused.
He couldn't help but submissively said: "We are just Daoist boys serving Master. For such a big matter, Master should be the master. Please come with me, my lord!"
The other party knew that they were Taoists of Yuqing's lineage, knew about the dragon monster, and were officials of the Department of Strange News, so the possibility of cheating was greatly reduced.
The two Taoists immediately believed in Wu Ming and led the way ahead.
Crash!
Accompanied by the sound of the machine, a wall moved away in front of Wu Ming, revealing the steep slope slanting down behind.
"My lord, please!"
A Taoist laughed along with him: "Our master is going to clean up here!"
The other person was smarter and walked ahead to show his sincerity.
"Um!"
Of course Wu Ming was not afraid of these two little mages playing tricks, so he stepped in first, and found a problem when he entered, the tunnel was extremely wide on both sides, and there were even stone steps, which seemed to be mottled, obviously not a newly opened road.
"This was originally an underground warehouse in the Shang Dynasty, and we slightly modified it for inspection purposes!"
A Taoist said flatteringly.
'Monitoring? '
Wu Ming's face remained motionless, and he walked all the way down. After walking hundreds of feet, he finally arrived at a place similar to an underground palace.
'The amount of work, and the difficulty... Unless the Mohist's ingenious workmanship is combined with magical powers, it is absolutely impossible! '
Wu Ming complained secretly in his heart, and walked into the hall.
This underground palace has a strange shape, open on all sides, and has countless mirrors, which are constantly refracted outward along the copper pipes in the cave, with a hazy light, which seems to be extending in all directions.
The copper pipe is buried in the wall, its diameter is only an inch, but it seems to be extremely long and deep, with many twists and turns, and there is a faint sound similar to the roaring and roaring of wild animals.
Inside the main hall, however, huge oil lamps were lit.
The large bronze vat with a diameter of Zhang Xu was filled with lamp oil, and the wick as thick as an adult's arm was burning with fire, just like a torch, transparent and bright.
There are a total of eight such 'torch', all over the gossip, reflected on the walls of the palace, showing clear light and shadow.
In this piece of light and shadow, a bigger underground palace appeared before Wu Ming's eyes.
"It turns out that this place is just an observation post... The real underground palace is just under the Dashang Palace, and it covers an area of ten thousand mu..."
Wu Ming has nothing to say. Apart from miracles, what explanation is there for such a grand scene
'And the copper mirrors, lights, and copper pipes are connected to form a huge monitoring network, and then assisted by Taoism, you can monitor the whole picture of the underground palace...'
Wu Ming sighed inwardly: "If it weren't for a miracle, this underground palace must have been built by a great merchant with the power of the whole country, and with the participation of Mohist craftsmen..."
Although the Great Shang had perished, it was the first time he felt that this dynasty was so mysterious.
First of all, this extremely huge underground palace, even if the Mohist's ingenious workmanship and powerful demon gods are used, such a large construction project will inevitably consume national power and shorten the country, and its use is very doubtful.
Moreover, how Shang Jie came up with the idea of building the Twelve Golden Man is also an eternal mystery in history.