"I remember that after two Opium Wars at that time, some knowledgeable people in the court had realized the backwardness of the Qing Dynasty. The corrupt and mediocre officials only had peace and joy in front of them. They only knew that the foreign devils were finally sent away, and they could still enjoy the enjoyment of the rulers. Welfare. But those knowledgeable people are thinking that if the foreign devils can be beaten once or twice, there will definitely be a third time. If they don’t want to become stronger, then next time, the Qing Dynasty will still have to pay compensation and let others bully them. .”
"At that time, the imperial court was divided into two factions. One faction's main purpose was to learn from the foreigners and gain skills to control the foreigners. They advocated learning advanced foreign technologies and purchasing foreign weapons to defend against the foreigners. The other faction was looking for the Palace of the Gods and finding the treasures from inside. The power to destroy heaven and earth.”
"It's a pity that the Palace of the Gods was not found at that time, right?" Li Xianyu now knows a lot about that period of history, including those things about the blood world that are not recorded in official history.
"Yeah, they didn't find the Palace of the Gods, so they came up with another way: refining the unparalleled fighting spirit." Grandma said softly: "The concept of the unparalleled fighting spirit came from the original batch of developers who read ancient books and learned from the royal family. I found it in my library. So I started the decades-long plan to refine the unparalleled fighting spirit: the most important weapon of the country, the unparalleled fighting spirit!"
"Wait!" Li Xianyu was surprised and felt incredible: "The inspiration for the unparalleled fighting spirit... was found in the library of the Qing royal family?"
Grandma said "Yeah": "So the royal family has always been a die-hard supporter of the War Soul Project. Even after the defeat, they claimed that it was me, Li, and a group of people with evil intentions who stole the Dragon Balls and refined the War Soul. At that time, they were The stubborn party headed by King Duan first supported the search for the Pantheon Palace, and then began to preside over and prepare to refine the unparalleled fighting spirit. If not, how could that old woman Cixi agree to donate the dragon beads."
"Yes, otherwise why would you offer the Dragon Ball..." Li Xianyu murmured: "The inspiration for refining the unparalleled fighting spirit came from the royal family's library. The dragon ball was also provided by the royal family, the Palace of the Gods, by the way. , what about the Palace of All Gods?"
"You're speeding." Grandma reminded her kindly.
Li Xianyu was just thinking about something, and the speed of the car had already reached 140. The Audi A9 was like a silver-gray lightning, speeding on the highway.
After he slowed down, Grandma said, "You may not believe it. Before the Qing Dynasty, there was no legend about the Palace of the Gods."
Grandma's words were like a bolt of lightning flashing across Li Xianyu's mind.
"The Yangtze River slays the dragon!" He read out a past event that happened in the blood world in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties.
"When the Manchu Qing Dynasty was at its most powerful, an evil dragon appeared in the Yangtze River, making waves and swallowing warships. The regent personally led an army into the river and slew the evil dragon with his sword. This is the origin of the Dragon Ball and the Soul-Destroying Gun. .”
"Oh my god, how powerful the Manchu blood descendants were at that time." Li Xianyu sighed with emotion. That dragon was probably the remains of an ancient demon that escaped from the Palace of All Gods, a base of the Ultimate Dao, or even The pinnacle of the extreme.
"Don't underestimate the Manchu Qing Dynasty back then. It was the most powerful human political institution on the Asian continent. It was full of talents and masters, and there was more than one extremely strong person. The regent was even known as the first warrior of Manchu and Mongolia. He has never been defeated in his life. With his bravery and the cooperation with countless masters to form a battle formation, even if the ancient demon is reincarnated, let alone the remnant of the ancient demon, it will be a dead end." Grandma Grandma is the pinnacle of Ji Dao, and what she said is naturally terrible. Believe it.
"Hyenas surround and kill the lion." Li Xianyu nodded.
"But the regent died at the age of 39. He died young and withdrew from the stage of history. But he left a notebook, which recorded the secrets of the Pantheon Palace. In his records, the Pantheon Palace is The place where the ancient demon treasures are buried was originally the palace of the ruler of the world. The ruler of the world kept the treasures in a high cabinet, tempting every enemy to fall into his trap."
"Tsk!" The tires made a screeching sound as they scraped against the ground. The Audi A9 came to an emergency stop, and the car body slid several meters under the inertia, with green smoke rising from the four tires.
"Damn it, why did you never tell me such important information?" Li Xianyu was stunned.
Now, the lightning that struck my mind was not one, but N.
Think about the ancient demons who threw themselves into the Palace of the Gods and were finally suppressed and killed inside, and think about the treasures brought out by Li Wuxiang, his biological father.
"The existence of the Palace of the Gods has always been a mystery. The Qing court searched for many years and failed to find it, so they regarded what the regent recorded in his notes as exaggerated nonsense." Grandma Grandma Somewhat aggrieved: "Then I have never entered the Pantheon Palace before. I also listened to my father telling it when I was a child, so I should just listen to the story. If I hadn't experienced so many things and entered the Pantheon Palace once, I can hardly remember it. ”
As he said this, he was not relieved and punched Li Xianyu's arm a few times with his small fist, "I didn't have a chance later. Not long after we entered the Palace of the Gods, you were separated from me. When we met, you died within three seconds of appearing. What should I say? ? Why don’t I have the chance to tell you now that we have reunited?”
The car started again. Li Xianyu lit a cigarette and turned the car into the right lane with the lowest speed limit: "Don't talk yet. Let me slow down. Let me slow down."
After going through so many things, two things are certain. There is something tempting the ancient demons in the Palace of the Gods. They entered it one after another and died inside.
At first, I suspected that the Pantheon Palace was a prison. Later, through analysis of the murals, I found that it was not because the ancient demon entered willingly.
When these clues and messy clues are gathered together, coupled with what Grandma Grandma just said, the truth is ready to come out.
There is a certain existence behind the Palace of the Gods. The title of Lord of the World is too neutral. It can be understood as a very powerful individual or force at that time. They (they) hold some kind of treasure, and the ancient demons are eager to get it.
In this case, the overall background is clear... But...
"But how did your regent know these secrets?" Li Xianyu asked.
Grandma rolled her eyes: "Do you think I will know?"
Li Xianyu nodded, feeling that her grandmother's answer was in line with her IQ: "What description did he have of that treasure?"
"That's true," grandma thought for a while: "If you turn the world upside down, you will be invincible."
She lamented: "Just because of these four words, the Qing government did not know how much manpower and material resources were spent."
"It's eight characters."
"Bang!" A small fist came, Li Xianyu broke his bones, and the Audi A9 swam out of snake skin on the road.
"The original inspiration for the unparalleled fighting spirit was also left by the regent. After killing the evil dragon, he discovered that although the evil dragon was dead, its body contained unimaginable power. This was not something that a human body could possess, not even a master of the extreme realm. His physical body does not have the power of the evil dragon, and the essence of it is the Dragon Ball. He saw the opportunity for the peak of the Ultimate Dao from it, and thought about how to use the power of the Dragon Ball for his own use. He summoned many Taoists and Buddhas A famous teacher in the religion and a master of weapon refining in the blood world, he studied hard. Unfortunately, until his unexpected death, he could not find a feasible method, but he left behind many attempts. He recorded the gains and the reasons for failure. In the notes. More than two hundred years ago, his unparalleled fighting spirit was revived by future generations."
"Now you know why I want to find the Manchu relic." Grandma gritted her teeth and said: "If the Wushuang Fighting Soul Project is manipulated by someone behind the scenes and has been planned for a long time, then it is definitely right to find their descendants."
"But you're just looking for a needle in a haystack." The handful of people who participated in and knew about the War Soul Project have long since been lost in the dust of history. After so many years of hiding his name, he couldn't be found at all.
"Then what can I do?" Grandma pouted her lips and said angrily: "It's been a hundred and twenty years, let's just find it, Baoze is a useless institution."
"You can't blame Bao Ze, but blame Wang Chen." Li Xianyu said.
Upon hearing these words, the dim light of several blood vessels under the dark skin of his left arm flashed away.
"Didn't you say it was asleep?"
"It's usually impossible to wake it up, but as long as you say, "It's all Wangchen's fault," it will respond instinctively."
When grandma heard this, she immediately became interested and said like a repeater, "It's all Wangchen's fault, it's all Wangchen's fault..."
The dim red light rose and fell in response. It's like a voice-activated switch.
Grandma smiled happily, her eyes curved into beautiful crescent moons: "Ah, it's so fun."
Slime is so funny... Li Xianyu sighed, how can an ancient monster have such a deep obsession, Taoist Wangchen, you are really not unjust for this blame.
It is more than 200 kilometers from Maoshan to Shanghai. It was 9:30 in the morning when we set off. When we arrived in Shanghai and drove off the expressway, it was already 12:30 noon. Li Xianyu made a mental assessment and found that he kept speeding on the way, twice. I made an emergency stop because I was unfamiliar with the road and once made a U-turn at the wrong intersection. The 12 points on my driver's license were gone. No, my driver's license was about to be revoked.
Therefore, returning to Baoze was the right choice. It was difficult for a plain-headed ordinary person like him to solve these small things, but for Baoze, it was just a phone call away.
The Audi A9 parked in the underground garage. Li Xianyu took the elevator with his grandmother and came to the front desk on the first floor. He patted the table and said to the girl at the front desk: "Tell the King of Thunder and Lightning that I am back. Wait for him in the revolving restaurant on the top floor. "
He drove to Maoshan overnight last night. He didn't eat breakfast. He had a fight in the middle and consumed a lot of food. Now he was so hungry that he ate three kilograms.
The girl at the front desk was dumbfounded. She stared at the backs of her grandfather and grandson for a long time, swallowed her saliva, and dialed the phone tremblingly, "Fa, Dharma King... Heirs of the Li family... are back, are back." .. .”
This chapter is from yesterday, it's past 12 o'clock. I should be able to guarantee two updates in the past few days. The number of words in each chapter will not be less, probably more than 3,000.
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