A huge bronze figure ten feet high, shrouded in golden light, exuding a terrifying aura. The aura on his body rises and falls like a living person, and every rise and fall is like the ebb and flow of the sea, majestic and majestic.
Chu Xiang had no doubt that the bronze man could break through the world with one punch and one kick. The terrifying aura was so frightening that even Chu Xiang, who had reached the virtual state, felt powerless, like an ant facing a mountain. What shocked Chu Xiang even more was that there seemed to be more than one bronze man in the barrier. There seemed to be ferocious beasts lurking in the imperceptible places around him, and their auras were as powerful as the bronze man.
After calming down, Chu Xiang remembered a passage about Qin Shihuang's words: Collect all the soldiers from the world, gather them in Xianyang, sell them and cast them into twelve golden figures to weaken the people of the world.
I sat on the ground and thought about it carefully. Unknowingly, it was already bright. The sun was shining through the gray clouds. The already weak golden light on the hills was even more difficult to detect. It was invisible to ordinary people at night and even more impossible to detect during the day.
Carefully looking at the bronze sword in his hand, Chu Xiang's heart surged. The bronze sword was still the same as before. There was no change on the surface, but it was completely different inside. A rich golden light flowed through it. This golden light was exactly what was inside the barrier. The bronze man's light.
The grottoes under the foothills are closely guarded by soldiers. Has the military government discovered something? Should they share this secret with Qin San? If not, if he dies one day, the First Emperor's plan can still be activated normally. .
Chu Xiang hesitated in his heart. This was a secret that belonged only to him. It was a priceless treasure and had the power to compete with anyone.
After thinking for a long time, Chu Xiang finally made up his mind and asked Song Ming for Qin Santong's phone number.
The First Emperor's grand layout must be closely related. One person cannot penetrate so many secrets anyway, let alone control these forces. Only the military government has the ability to use these hidden methods. Whether it is the military government or other countries, can Launching a nuclear war for the continuation of the earth will not destroy these heaven-defying means, but will retain the power to fight against the underworld.
What's more, the First Emperor was one emperor for thousands of years and left behind so many backup forces. After dozens of dynasties, no one could destroy them. How could they be destroyed so easily?
Chu Xiang chose Qin Santong because he had some concerns. With Qin Santong's mentality, if it could not be handled properly, Chu Xiang would have to prepare some follow-up measures.
After answering Qin Santong's call, Chu Xiang said, "Senior, this is Chu Xiang."
"Hello, hello, it's rare for you to call me." Qin Santong sounded happy.
"I have something to trouble you with."
"But it doesn't matter."
"If you have anything to do, please come to Mingsha Mountain in Dun City."
"Can you give me an overview so I can get ready."
"Let's talk about it when we meet," Chu Xiang said.
"Okay." Qin Santong agreed without hesitation. Chu Xiang said this, obviously not wanting to talk on the phone.
"I'll wait for you here." Chu Xiang knew that the conversation between the two was likely to be monitored. He didn't want anyone to know about this before meeting Qin Santong.
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Chu Xiang came to the Crescent Moon Spring. The spring water was frozen again, with a layer of ice crystals on the surface. Chu Xiang stretched out his sword and stirred it, and the ice and snow melted, turning it into a clear spring again.
After melting, the Crescent Moon Spring is larger, the water surface rises, and the area is much larger than before it melted. After catching a wild beast, Chu Xiang picked up some dry branches, dug a log to make a fire, and roasted the beast's meat by the spring.
The surrounding hills block the cold wind, the valley is calm, the scattered snowflakes are falling, and the fireworks are curling up, making it feel like a paradise.
Someone passed by on the hill and found that the Crescent Moon Spring was melting. A clear spring water reflected the blue sky, like a gem in the white snow. They shouted excitedly, knelt down and kowtowed, wearing white hats. , judging by the way they dress, they are obviously from an ethnic minority.
Not long after, a large number of people came down from the hill, all wearing white hats. They knelt down and chanted sutras around the Crescent Moon Spring. If Chu Xiang hadn't walked so fast, he would have been found barbecuing by the spring. Beaten to death by random punches.
The development of the matter was beyond Chu Xiang's expectation. After the abnormality of Crescent Moon Spring was discovered, a large number of people came to the city, including Han Chinese and white hats. The military had to send personnel to guard the area to prevent conflicts between the two sides. Probably thinking that the immortal Buddha will appear, the Crescent Moon Spring will thaw in the winter. Many people burn incense and worship nearby, making it noisy.
Originally, he wanted to play in the spring for two days and wait for Qin San to come, but in this case, Chu Xiang could only leave far away and run to the top of Mingsha Mountain.
Looking at the farce he had unintentionally caused below, Chu Xiang shook his head and sighed, sinking into the dunes, quietly sensing the dark atmosphere in the dunes.
The changes in Crescent Moon Spring attracted a lot of people. In addition to ordinary people, there were also many experts. Even the military sent experts to find out the reasons. For a time, the Crescent Moon Spring became a storm.
Of course they couldn't find out the reason. After dark, there was no sunlight, and the Crescent Moon Spring gradually froze. The devout worshipers found that the spring water was frozen, and there was another noise.
After dark, most ordinary people left, but some experts were still wandering around, searching for something. A large number of masters appeared in Crescent Moon Spring. The military was worried that these unscrupulous guys were messing around, so they immediately dispatched a large number of soldiers to garrison the grotto. As a result, the grotto made everyone feel that it was extraordinary. Those figures wandering around Crescent Moon Spring came to the grotto one after another. Come by.
Chu Xiang lurked in the sand dunes, constantly sensing and absorbing the faint golden light emanating from the sand dunes. In the middle of the night, more and more masters gathered around the grotto, and there was a feeling that a mountain rain was about to come. Just when there was going to be chaos in the grotto, a familiar breath entered Chu Xiang's sensing range.
As Wu Buer slowly walked up Mingsha Mountain, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Come here."
The clear voice seemed to be speaking in his ear. Wu Buer looked around suspiciously, but he didn't find anyone calling him.
"Come to the top of the mountain." The voice sounded again.
Wu Buer looked towards the top of the mountain, but saw no one.
Putting his hand on the hilt of the sword, Wu Buer carefully headed towards the top of the mountain. There was no one on the top of the mountain, the best place to get a bird's eye view of the overall situation, which made Wu Buer even more strange.
"I'm at your feet." Wu Buer's voice sounded again while he was observing his surroundings.
Wu Buer's expression condensed, and he asked in a vigilant voice: "Who are you?"
"Have you forgotten the profound impression of the First Emperor's Mausoleum?"
Wu Buer's expression relaxed and he understood who it was, and asked, "Why are you looking for me?"
"Nothing, I just have something to ask you."
"What's the matter?"
"Didn't He Nanfeng inform you to go to Lop Nur? Why are you here?"
Wu Buer's expression returned to coldness and he asked: "Have you met He Nanfeng?"
"certainly."
"I met a master and lost the battle, so I didn't go to Lop Nur."
"Ha, you're lucky." Chu Xiang smiled.
Wu Buer didn't understand, and Chu Xiang didn't explain.
"With your current strength, you were almost beaten to death. It seems that your opponent is not an unknown person."
"White horse and silver spear, walking through the snow, inviting a fight with itchy hands, but defeated in one move." Wu Buer said.
"Haha, it turns out it's him. You were not unjustly defeated." Chu Xiang laughed. He didn't expect it to be this person. This person was actually here. Could there really be other big things happening in Dun City?
"When did you meet him?" Chu Xiang asked.
"Four days ago."
"where?"
"Gua Cheng."
"Do you know who He Nanfeng belongs to?"
Wu Buer frowned slightly and said, "I don't know."
"Then do you know what happened here?"
"I don't know."
"I don't know what to do with you." Chu Xiang said angrily.
Wu Buer remained silent.
"Go and find out for me what exactly happened here?" Chu Xiang said.
Wu Buer left silently.
