As time goes by, the images of mountains and rivers squeezed into my mind gradually become clearer.
Zhao Hongming's perspective seems to be infinitely elevated, as if he is standing in the clouds overlooking the ground.
He saw a large river winding eastward on the earth, with mountains stretching across the source of the river.
All the scenes gave him a special sense of familiarity.
After a while, Zhao Hongming suddenly remembered that the scene on the ground matched the map Zhang Yi gave him.
What appeared before his eyes was the entire Ying County.
While watching, Zhao Hongming discovered that in his sight, wisps of white Qi appeared on the ground of Ying County, thick or shallow, gathering upwards.
Between heaven and earth, a large square seal is suspended in it, rotating slowly.
Countless white Qi machines are entangled together and integrated into this large seal.
These white qi machines are the national luck.
The jade seal of the Chuan Dynasty is blooming with divine light, integrating the national destiny of the Wei Kingdom in him.
boom!
Just when Zhao Hongming looked confused, a dragon roar appeared in his ears, deafening, like thunder.
It caused bursts of splitting pain in his eardrums, head, and even his soul.
"It hurts, it hurts!"
This pain seemed to originate from his body itself, rather than from external forces. Even if he frantically urged the True Intention of Eternal Life to repair his body, it would have no effect.
Pfft.
As Zhao Hongming watched, the Imperial Seal turned into a white dragon and rushed into his body, and the vision in front of him completely disappeared.
I don’t know how long the whole process lasted.
After the scene in front of him broke and disappeared, the pain all over his body receded like a tide, completely disappeared, and he regained his clarity.
At this time, Zhao Hongming had beads of sweat as big as soybeans on his forehead, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. It was obvious that the experience just now put him under a lot of pressure.
Zhao Hongming looked at the "mummy" man in front of him, the expression on his face became complicated.
He raised his hand, and the jade seal that had been in his hand just now had disappeared.
However, he could still feel Yuxi's presence.
The jade seal of Chuan Guo has been integrated with him.
Zhao Hongming murmured to himself: "If you receive orders from Heaven, you will live a long and prosperous life."
These are the ancient characters engraved on the jade seal passed down from the country.
Every word seems to have a special meaning and power.
At the moment, he still doesn't know what it means. Di Xin didn't explain much to him.
Now the last hurdle has been cleared.
There is not much danger to him in this ancient tomb.
Zhao Hongming walked forward without thinking further.
He walked to Emperor Xin's side and saw that his "mummy"-like body began to wither and the sand turned into a pile of black and gold flying sand, disappearing into the void.
In this world, no one can live forever.
Just after Emperor Xin disappeared, there were many creaking sounds in the tomb.
Zhao Hongming noticed that many corpse crickets appeared in many dark corners of the tomb, each one as big as a palm.
Without the suppression of Di Xin's aura, they began to flow out and burrowed into the corpses still left on the ground.
These corpses died in different ways, some died of having their hearts ripped out, some died of having their essence and blood sucked out, and some of them simply turned into sand.
There is no doubt that they all died in the hands of Emperor Xin.
Zhao Hongming did not have any fear and continued to move forward.
The overwhelming vitality and vitality in his body are the natural nemesis for these creatures born in darkness.
Wherever Zhao Hongming walked, all the zombies automatically gave way.
In the cemetery, there is a green light blooming, and the air-conditioning is dense.
Zhao Hongming walked through the burial pit filled with corpses, passed the front room, and walked to the side room of the cemetery.
The burial objects of the tomb owner are often placed here.
Standing at the door of the side room, the corpse of a real dragon appeared completely in front of him.
This real dragon is coiled together and is as huge as a hill, giving people a great sense of oppression.
Zhao Hongming couldn't help but feel a little excited on his face, and he quickly stepped forward: "I wonder if there is any real blood in this real dragon's corpse."
The real dragon is an ancient and exotic species. According to legend, it can soar into the clouds and ride on the mist. It has many magical qualities.
Its scales can be used to make treasure armor, its tendons can be used to make treasure bows, and its essence and blood can be used to practice martial arts and strengthen the warrior's body.
If such a real dragon corpse were spread, it would be enough to cause shock.
Zhao Hongming stepped forward, used the power of his soul to identify it carefully, and found that this real dragon had been baptized for more than three thousand years, and there was still a weak vitality in the flesh and blood, and it had not completely decayed.
It contains a small amount of blood essence.
Zhao Hongming was overjoyed.
Although most of the true blood of this true dragon has been lost and has declined under the baptism of time.
But its size is too large, and it can still extract a lot of true dragon's blood.
With this real dragon corpse, he can then practice the Thunder Destruction Dharma Body, build the Thunder Destruction Body, change his current physique, and thus speed up his cultivation.
Zhao Hongming suppressed the excitement in his heart, walked around the real dragon corpse, and walked to the side room on the other side of the real dragon corpse.
Zhao Hongming's breathing almost stopped.
He found a mountain of wish stones.
There were so many wishing stones that he could no longer count them. This scale was enough to form ten to twenty thousand Wei Wu soldiers.
The remains of Di Xin's tomb were even more surprising than he imagined.
Looking at the mountains of wish stones, Zhao Hongming suddenly became thoughtful.
He originally thought that the wish stone only appeared when martial arts emerged in the Zhou Dynasty.
Now it seems that the wish stone appeared much earlier than he thought.
The Yin State had very high requirements for tomb objects. The fact that they could be used as funerary objects shows that wish stones were relatively precious at that time.
Could it be said that the wish stone also has great uses in the world of prosperous immortality?
Zhao Hongming is unknown.
Three thousand years is too long, and many truths have been lost in the long river of history and cannot be verified.
No one could answer his questions.
In addition to these wish stones, Zhao Hongming also discovered many agate jade, armor, and weapons, all treasures left by the former Yin Kingdom.
These treasures are all valuable, but compared with the two items I just saw, they no longer seem precious.
Zhao Hongming didn't pay too much attention.
The wish stone and the real dragon's body were placed in the east and west side chambers of a tomb respectively, with the main coffin chamber in the middle.
Zhao Hongming returned to the front room of the tomb and entered the main coffin room of the tomb.
The main coffin room of Emperor Xin is divided into an east chamber and a west chamber.
The first thing Zhao Hongming entered was the west room.
There are many ancient characters engraved on the walls of the west room, which are in the same vein as the characters they use now. There are only some slight changes that Zhao Hongming can identify.
"The No Beginning Sutra?" Zhao Hongming was first attracted by the exercises engraved on it.
This is a book of immortal cultivation methods handed down from the Yin Dynasty. It records the cultivation methods from Qi refining to elixir formation.
After reading the whole story, Zhao Hongming only felt that the martial artist who lived after the collapse of heaven was really sad.
According to the records in the No Beginning Sutra, by cultivating this method, monks in the late Qi refining stage can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and kill enemies thousands of miles away with their swords.
As a martial artist, you need to practice to the third level of the martial arts realm to vaguely reach this level.
It is said in the scriptures that if you want to practice this skill, you need to refine the spiritual energy in the air.
But since the collapse of heaven and earth, the spiritual energy in the world is now very thin, and the time, energy, and resources required to practice this technique are huge.
Even if the spiritual energy is refined, judging from the current situation in the world, there is a question mark as to whether the power exerted will be sufficient.
Zhao Hongming vaguely judged that this technique was roughly equivalent to the Eight Desolations Immortality Technique, which was a hundred times more difficult.
He could use the [Tiandao Rewards Qin] martial arts panel to practice, but the input-output ratio was too low, making it unnecessary.
Zhao Hongming felt a pity in his heart.
In fact, regardless of whether the techniques are immortal or martial, the older the better.
After countless cultivation wizards have succeeded one after another, the newer methods are often more suitable for the current environment.
Zhao Hongming silently wrote down this Immortal Technique and copied it later to use it as a historical technique to ponder and inspire ideas.
"There is another piece of skill here." Zhao Hongming looked to one side. There was another piece of immortality skill carved on the wall, called Dragon Capturing Hand.
From the name of this technique, he immediately thought of the real dragon in the side room.
Generally speaking, everything in the tomb will be closely related to the tomb owner.
The immortal skills carved here are undoubtedly the unique skills of the tomb owner.
This dragon-capturing hand is the real dragon-capturing magic. Emperor Xin used this dragon-capturing hand before his death and truly captured a real dragon.
But again, it is difficult to display such immortal skills in this world.
Zhao Hongming didn't look at it carefully and turned around and walked towards the east room.
The east chamber is often where the body of the tomb owner is placed.
Zhao Hongming walked in and saw a huge bronze coffin inside, almost filling the entire east chamber.
The bronze coffin is carved with complex patterns and difficult-to-read words, and the lid of the coffin above has been opened.
Presumably the "mummy" man outside, Emperor Xin of the Yin Kingdom, crawled out from here.
Zhao Hongming moved forward and walked over.
The light in the tomb was dim, but as he was already in the martial arts realm, even in absolute darkness, he could see the surrounding scene clearly with the power of his soul.
Zhao Hongming activated his soul and looked into the bronze coffin. The ground was indeed empty, with no corpses left.
"Huh?"
During the investigation, Zhao Hongming discovered something unusual.
His mind moved, and the blue dharma appeared, transforming into two pillar-like blue arms.
An idea came to Zhao Hongming's mind, and his huge green arms grabbed the coffin lid made of nanmu inside and turned it over.
On the coffin lid, there is a dense line of small characters engraved on it, with traces of constant alterations on it.
He saw the three big characters at the top and read them word by word: "武, Shi, Jing!"
Zhao Hongming's whole body was shocked. For a moment, his whole body felt as if he had been hit by lightning somewhere.
Could this be the source of the beginning of martial arts! ?
Zhao Hongming couldn't wait to read on.
The few words he opened made him unable to calm down for a long time.
It clearly says: "The fate of a country is the beginning of martial arts."
Zhao Hongming remembered clearly that Emperor Jian'an told him that the founding emperors of the six countries in the world were all capable warriors. They were willing to endure the changes in the national destiny because the national destiny was the only way out for future cultivation, and the national destiny was even more involved. The secret of immortality.
Now this Wu Shi Jing says that the fate of a country cannot last forever. The two are obviously somewhat contradictory.
Zhao Hongming couldn't figure out the reason for a while.
His expression suddenly became serious and he looked at it seriously.
The further he looked back, the more solemn his expression became.
This Wu Shi Jing was not the same thing as the Wu Shi Jing he imagined. It was not the beginning of martial arts, but an article on how to use the luck of the country to practice martial arts.
It's the same as the [Seven Star Juetian Formation] he envisioned before.
To be more precise, this is an article on how to use the accompanying exercises of the Chuan Guo Jade Seal.
According to what is said in Wu Shi Jing, national destiny can also be cultivated, but it needs some equipment that can condense national destiny to stimulate it.
But once you try to take this path, you will have no chance of immortality. It is not a path of immortality cultivation and cannot increase your life span.
The information inside was so shocking that Zhao Hongming stood there speechless for a long time.
He remembered clearly what Emperor Jian'an said to him that day.
Emperor Jian'an emphatically said: National destiny is actually the only way to immortality in this world!
Now Wu Shijing told him that national luck cannot increase the life span of a cultivator.
Why is this happening?
Who is right and who is wrong?
Zhao Hongming discovered that the secrets involved in the national destiny were more complicated than he imagined.
At this time, he suddenly thought of another question.
Why was Di Xin able to exist for three thousand years and appear in another state?
Many mysteries follow one after another.
It made Zhao Hongming's heart feel extremely heavy.
He knew that the Wu Shi Jing in front of him was probably left by Emperor Xin. It involved many secrets and was not simple.
Zhao Hongming carefully wrote down the words engraved on the coffin lid one by one, not missing a single character.
He has already reached the Martial Arts Realm, and his soul is so powerful that he can already have a photographic memory and can observe monuments at a glance.
As long as you pay attention, you can remember it and never forget it again.
After writing down every character on Wu Shi Jing, Zhao Hongming used the cyan Dharma to erase all the characters engraved on it.
He didn't want too many people to know about this.
After exploring the main tomb for a while, no other more valuable things were found.
Zhao Hongming changed his identity, quickly left the tomb and returned to the ground.
At this time, Zhang Yi and Wu Qi were both guarding the entrance and exit of the cemetery, with a lot of anxiety on their faces.
When they saw Zhao Hongming back safe and sound, the two of them breathed a long sigh of relief: "Your Highness!"
Zhao Hongming ordered: "Send more people down. There are many good things in the tomb. You can take them out one by one."
"The mummies in the ground..."
"Already dead." Zhao Hongming said lightly.
Zhang Yi and Wu Qi looked at each other and saw a hint of shock in each other's eyes.
They knew that more than five hundred warriors had died in this tomb, which was equivalent to a martial arts force.
More than five hundred warriors could not take down the mummy, but Zhao Hongming did it alone.
Doesn't it mean that Zhao Hongming alone is worthy of a second- or third-rate martial arts force?
Zhao Hongming's strength became even more unfathomable in their hearts.
(End of chapter)
