Jiuli Xibing Pond.
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Yellow Emperor and Chi You competed for Kyushu.
Chiyou had a bronze head and iron forehead, ears and temples like swords and halberds, and horns on his head.
There are eight other brothers, collectively called Jiuli, plus seventy-two brothers of the same race, a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one people.
This is the Jiuli tribe that dominated the south back then.
As the name suggests, Jiuli Soldier Washing Pond is a place for cleaning weapons.
According to legend, one of the Jiuli tribe was stationed here. Due to excessive killings, the pond turned blood red.
The blood pond in the center of the withered forest, if you look down from the sky, the entire pond looks like the eye of a monster.
In the forest, next to the blood pond, there are many tombs made of stones.
There are hundreds of them, most of them are the tombs of the Zuo family.
Deep in the forest, there are many ghosts faintly visible.
At this time, there was an altar in front of the pond.
A wizard dressed in red and wearing an evil ghost mask was performing a sacrifice.
The singing accompanied by the green smoke of mugwort drifted to unknown depths.
The private soldiers behind them carried out cattle, sheep and pigs and threw them into the blood-red pond.
Gululu...
The three animals sank quickly, and blood bubbles quickly appeared in the ancestral hall.
The water rippled, and from time to time, monsters with pitch-black scales and elongated bodies flashed on the water, or strange human heads surfaced, opened their bloody eyes, and then sank again.
Red mist spreads from the water.
The gods and ghosts are so weird and confusing that one doesn't know whether it is the underworld or the yang world.
Next comes the main event.
I saw a group of people in white carrying a dark coffin up the mountain.
Each of these men in white has a slender figure, their feet are bent, and there are hooves below the ankles.
These are deer people, a type of alien who are said to be able to communicate with ghosts and gods and escort the dead to the underworld.
Carry the coffin to the dug grave.
After the coffins were put into the tomb, three animals were sacrificed and the wives and concubines were buried.
Then a strong warrior walked to the tomb door.
A pit half as tall as a man was dug at the door of the tomb. The warrior looked resolute, holding a bronze sword and half kneeling at the bottom of the pit.
The crowd filled up the soil and buried the warrior alive.
The bloody funeral cannot make everyone's hearts fluctuate.
It's just killing someone.
Laying the foundation of a home, offering sacrifices to ancestors, funerals, praying to ghosts and asking gods which immortal?
The tomb door was closed, and the funeral of the head of the Zuo family ended.
Wow!
The storm is rising.
The owner of the house successfully turned into a ghost, and a black light poured into the pond.
Seeing this, Zuo Zongzi took off his mask.
As the eldest son alive in the family, he will have to shoulder the important responsibilities of the family from now on.
Gululu...
Blood bubbles appeared in the pond, and green patina and various bronze fragments were turned out from the bottom to form a strange bird with wings and two arms on its abdomen.
"Tang Shen!"
The true form of Tang Shen appears in the world, and the Yin energy is strong.
Everyone knelt down and worshiped.
"From now on, Zuo Zhongkao will be the head of the family, and he will be given fame and fortune."
Zuo Zongzi, now Zuo Xing, suppressed the excitement in his heart.
From now on, he would be the controller of three Jing and three cities with a population of hundreds of thousands, and the position of Baron of Jing Kingdom would fall on him.
Although the head of the family had previously reported to the monarch to "establish a queen", Tang Shen's recognition was the real recognition.
It's a pity that he can't inherit the position of doctor.
The position is appreciated by the monarch, and the title is inherited by the family.
One day, he, Zuo Xing, will also become a powerful minister of the Jing Kingdom.
Everyone dispersed and left the mausoleum where their ancestors lived.
Only Tang Shen and Zuo Xing were left.
Tang Shen's body dispersed, revealing his true appearance.
The bronze head has mottled rust on its body.
"The affairs of the underworld are about to end. When the time comes, you will be able to fully control the underworld by cooperating with Lieutenant Mang. I will defeat the Yu Ren, and the Zuo family will be able to sit back and relax."
Zuo Xing knelt down, his voice choked with sobs, and said, "Thank you so much, ancestors... descendants, you deserve it."
Zuo Xing's words were true. He knew everything about his family and the meaning of his name.
"Back off."
"yes."
Zuo Xing left.
Tang Shen was the only one left on the mountain.
The sun sets in the west and the sky is filled with glow.
The sun sets on the branches of mulberry trees.
Tang Shen's eyes were lowered, mixed with a hint of melancholy.
The rest of his life was like this piece of dead wood.
There is no so-called conspiracy, let alone a well-thought-out trick.
Time is not forgiving, and neither are ghosts.
He, Tang Shen, is also reaching the end of his life.
His goal is simple, to weaken the power of the underworld and then kill Yuren so that the Zuo family can hand over smoothly.
Most of the Mang Taiwei and the underworld priests were direct descendants of the deceased Zuo family, so their loyalty could be guaranteed.
It took the Zuo family two hundred years for such a genius to become a wandering god.
If everything goes well this time, the Zuo family can continue for another two hundred years.
His mission was accomplished.
At this time, there was a lot of people at the foot of the mountain, as if something big had happened.
Tang Shen suddenly raised his head and saw a golden light in the sky, colorful clouds, and a strong wind flying around the golden light.
Above the nine heavens, the golden light seemed like a dragon chariot.
"Maggi……"
Tang Shen sighed.
This is a dragon car.
As expected, this is the dragon chariot of Yun Zhongjun, the great god of Yunmengze.
"The orchid bath is full of fragrance, and the flowers and clothes are beautiful.
The spirit is still curled up, but the death is far away.
Jian will come to the longevity palace, and the sun and the moon will shine together. "
Poets are singing and people are singing praises.
Tang Shen was yearning for it.
Years pass by, everything is like a passing cloud.
Only by living a long life and becoming deified without dying can we have the last laugh.
Yun Zhongjun is so free and easy.
Drive a dragon chariot and travel around the world.
He shows up from time to time to arouse the poet's inspiration and the beauty's spring heart.
Tang Shen wanted to have a glimpse of his true face, but except for poets and beauties who saw him in their dreams, no other cultivators had ever heard of seeing Yun Zhongjun's true face.
Ordinary cultivators are simply unable to withstand the Nine Heavens Gang Wind.
You haven’t seen this scene in about a few decades, right?
Tang Shen's eyes were filled with fighting spirit and he stood up suddenly.
Maybe this is a revelation from God.
Let him, the shooting star of the Zuo family, burst out with his final light.
"Die with me, Yu Qing!"
…
Underwater palace.
When Yun Zhongjun traveled rarely and caused a stir in the world, Tang Ping continued to practice as usual.
Continuing the Art of Gathering Yin (3401/3500) (Dacheng)
It's two o'clock a day. After several years of practice, there are only less than fifty days left before the late stage of Evil Soul.
As the last bit of proficiency increased today, Tang Ping ended all practice.
The art of controlling water, the art of continuing to gather yin, and the art of turning essence into snakes.
It took a total of three hours to practice.
Tang Ping stood up and stretched.
It's not boring to be underwater.
The eight-foot-wide water bottom is still a bit more spacious than the small house in the previous life.
Frogs train aquariums in the waters above.
"Hey, has this guy grown a little bigger?"
Tang Ping thought.
It used to be about the size of a palm, but now it is bigger than a palm, and its body is much rounder.
The frogs had a decent military parade, and it really looked like that.
"Um?"
Tang Ping suddenly sensed something at this moment, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Under the banyan tree, black fire was burning, and the flames spread from the beards of the trees to all sides.
In the sea of fire, a dark skull fell to the ground, green fire swaying in its eyes.
Opposite was Cui Yue, whose figure was illusory, flickering, and about to lose her soul in the next second.
"Jie Jie, did you bully me into being seriously injured? I still have the last bit of my strength left." Black Wood Ghost smiled jeeringly.
"hateful……"
Cui Yue coughed several times, which hurt her very much and she was bound to die.
She didn't expect that she would die here today after struggling for many years.
It was ridiculous to die in this way after struggling for the first half of his life to gain some vigor and vitality.
I couldn't die when I wanted to, but fell on the road to a bright future... What a pity.
Cui Yue's consciousness gradually blurred.
The realm fell to the ghost.
"This place is not bad. If you hide it for more than ten years, you should be able to recover." Black Wood Ghost said with a smile.
"This is my territory, have you asked me for my opinion?"
At this time, a man's voice came from behind.
The two ghosts turned their heads and looked over, and their hearts were suddenly shaken.
"Who are you?" Black Wood Ghost exclaimed.
"Old friend, two thousand stones in the grave!"
Uh-huh!
The ghost-headed sword flew through the air and penetrated the black wood ghost's head. A fireball exploded and corroded the head.
Dozens of earth snakes emerged from the ground and ate up the remaining residue.
No sloppiness at all, kill with one strike!
