Overgod Ascension

"Mr. Cui...what do you think?"

After a while, Yan Sheng and his party also came down, observed the water, and asked solemnly.

"This wolf had been fighting to the death and was trapped in its lair. Why did it suddenly seem that it suddenly opened up today..."

Qiu Yi said bitterly and glanced at Cui Jue vaguely.

As a Taoist sect, there is something inherently at odds with the Legalists. After all, one pursues transcendence, while the other wants to put everything under the ‘Law’. It’s strange that they are pleasing to the eye!

"The Bone Demon God has left... and has also taken away all the evil crystals... It will take at least fifty years to condense another one of these three evil pulses!"

Cui Jue stood up and looked around with his slightly bright eyes: "It's just that this move is not due to his own wisdom and sense of danger, but because someone is hindering it!"

"who is it?"

Yan Sheng became angry and clenched his fist fiercely. The air exploded. The surging energy and masculinity made Qiu Yi take a few steps back unnaturally.

"There's a 50% chance that it's the spy who escaped before!"

Cui Jue said lightly, which immediately made Qiu Yi's face turn red and his lips wriggled, as if he wanted to protest.

Yan Sheng waved his hand to stop the hostility between the two sides, and said directly: "The only solution now is to get rid of another evil channel. This time we will sit around, regardless of losses, attack by force, and search for crystals... Also, this person also Can’t let it go!”

At this time, facing the unknown being who had taken the lead from them, the people in the Department of Strange Stories all had their eyes turned red, wishing they could eat his flesh! Sleep on his skin!

…

Wu Ming, who had unknowingly made so many people deeply resentful, was now in front of Shengjing City.

"The mountains and rivers are still there, and the sunsets are red..."

The setting sun is like blood, and the broken walls and ruins are still there. The events of yesterday seem to be vividly visible, but that dynasty has long been buried in history.

Wu Ming still clearly remembers the scene when he followed Ji Yi's army to the city of Shengjing during the mission of the Lord God. But now, the once prosperous and prosperous capital of the capital, which is the most prosperous in the world, has long been transformed into a desert. ruins.

Even the soil was bare, with an unsettling gray-black color, as if it had lost all vitality.

"Evil spirit!"

Wu Ming knew very well what the culprit of all this was, "Back then, Emperor Jie of Shang Dynasty gathered the soldiers of the world, melted the twelve golden men, and used witchcraft methods to perform blood sacrifices. The golden men already had extremely powerful gold stored in them. Evil! Later, after sealing the Great Shang Tianming and the dragon energy of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the evil energy combined with the dragon energy became even more powerful! Originally, if it was practiced by the twelve golden people, it would be the only one in heaven and earth who could suppress the fate of the country. The ultimate treasure! But fate tricks people..."

"The Twelve Golden People were destroyed, the dragon veins were injured, and were polluted by the evil spirit. The land of Shengjing was naturally ruined. Ji Yi did not establish his capital here, but forcibly moved the people of the Imperial Capital... This is a great good thing, if If they don't move away, they will be trapped here sooner or later! But Shangzhou also declined after that..."

The city wall that could not be conquered by a hundred thousand troops was now mostly collapsed.

In fact, the traces left by the great earthquake that year were still there, allowing Wu Ming to easily enter the city and look at this scene of deathly silence.

"Huh? The evil spirit is not very strong..."

Wu Ming frowned in surprise: "It seems that Luo Tiandazhan, Master Yuqing, was quite dedicated at that time... It's just..."

He came to the edge of the palace and looked at the magic circle rituals scattered in the void and the earth, visible only to spiritual eyes, with a sneer on his face: "Collecting? Not suppressing?"

Originally, the best strategy was to eliminate the evil spirit directly, while the middle strategy was to suppress the area and seal it heavily. However, the formation that Wu Ming saw was a kind of guidance and gathering.

"This formation has lasted for three hundred years, and it is obviously maintained by people from time to time... Where do you want to gather the dragon evil spirits that are scattered outside in the void?"

Following the direction guided by the magic circle, Wu Ming moved forward without hesitation and immediately arrived in the imperial city.

This Shang Dynasty palace has been continuously expanded by several generations of emperors. It covers an area of ​​20,000 acres, has 108 palaces, and more than 10,000 large and small houses. It is magnificent and magnificent.

Even though it had been plundered and looted several times, and was constantly emptied by the people behind it, the original royal majesty can still be clearly felt from the remaining broken columns and broken tiles.

Originally, in such ruins, vegetation would grow everywhere, rats and birds would multiply, and it would become a paradise for aliens. However, due to the evil spirit, the place was desolate, desolate and lonely. Wu Ming walked among it, as small as an ant, and felt a huge sense of death. The attacks of oppression are enough to drive ordinary people crazy!

"Although there are Taoist laws to suppress it, the evil spirit is so strong that 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 crazy!

At this time, he opened his heavenly eyes and followed the formations and rituals throughout the palace, and came to a place.

"It's actually here..."

Wu Ming looked at the square in front of him, his eyes twitching 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 produced here, right? "

In his eyes, the evil aura that filled the sky was gathered through the aura of the ubiquitous magic circle, like hundreds of rivers flowing back, and concentrated underground.

How terrifying was the evil energy accumulated in the original palace?

Not to mention, the rituals carved by Luo Tianda before gathered all the evil spirits from the entire Gyeonggi region!

"Carving spirits into an array, condensing evil energy, and converging on the earth veins. This is a pattern that artificially forms the veins of six evil spirits!"

Wu Ming counted with his fingers, and his expression changed again: "No! There is a divine punishment here, which is a heavenly evil, an earthly calamity is an earthly evil, and there are twelve golden people who crashed, and it is a human evil. The evil spirits of the three talents of heaven, earth and people have been collected. It’s not the land of Six Evils, but the Juemai of Nine Evils!!!”

A mere three evil yin veins in the outside world can raise a skeleton spirit to the level of a demon god. What kind of power should the rumored nine evil yin veins have?

"I have no doubt now that the dragon monsters that the Lost Words Division wants to capture are under this square!"

Wu Ming's eyes flashed: "It's just...how to get down to this underground place?"

While thinking, a flash of inspiration occurred, and a wave of Taoism spread far away.

"Who is coming?"

After a while, two Taoists rushed over in panic. It was obvious that Wu Ming's strategy of frightening the enemy was effective.

"Are you two Taoists from the Yuqing lineage?"

The traces of the Yuqing lineage on these two people are profound, and they cannot escape Wu Ming's perception. After all, he is someone who has even read the Earthly Immortal Scroll of Yuqing Taoism.

"Exactly... I don't know, Your Excellency?"

After being called out, the two Taoists were a little surprised and asked immediately.

"I, Zheng Jun, the Secretary of Foreign Affairs, have come here under the orders of the Commander-in-Chief!"

Wu Ming threw out the token of Yaizhen: "Why don't you take me to see your master quickly? Otherwise, if the dragon monster thing changes, will you be able to shoulder the responsibility?"

As soon as this big hat was put on, the two Taoists immediately became confused.

He couldn't help but said submissively: "We are just Taoist boys who serve Master. Such important matters should be decided by Master. Please come with me, sir!"

If the other party knows that they are Taoists of the Yuqing lineage, know about dragon monsters, and are officials from the Department of Strange Information, the possibility of fraud is greatly reduced.

The two men immediately believed in Wu Ming and led the way.

Wow!

With the sound of machinery, a wall moved away in front of Wu Ming, revealing the steep slope sloping downward behind.

"My lord, please!"

A Taoist laughed along with him: "Our master is doing Qing cultivation down there!"

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 being up to something, so he stepped in first. As soon as he entered, he discovered a problem. The tunnel was extremely wide on both sides, and there were even stone steps. It looked mottled, and it was obviously not a new road.

"This was originally an underground warehouse of the Shang Dynasty, but we slightly modified it for inspection purposes!"

A Taoist said to please.

‘Supervision? ’

Wu Ming remained calm as he walked down, probably hundreds of feet away, before arriving at a place similar to an underground palace.

‘This amount of work is still difficult... Unless the Mo family’s uncanny craftsmanship comes into play and cooperates 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, and it feels like it extends in all directions.

The copper pipe was buried in the wall. It was only an inch in diameter, but it seemed to be extremely long and deep, with many twists and turns. There was a faint sound like the roar of a wild beast.

Inside the main hall, a huge oil lamp was lit.

The large bronze vat with a diameter of about ten feet is filled with lamp oil, and the wick as thick as an adult's arm is burning like a torch, bright and clear.

There are eight such 'torches' in total, scattered in Bagua directions, reflecting on the walls of the palace, showing clear light and shadow.

In this light and shadow, an even larger underground palace appeared in front of Wu Ming.

'It turns out that this place is just an observation post... The real underground palace is just under the Dashang Palace and covers an area of ​​10,000 acres...'

Wu Ming had nothing to say. Apart from miracles, what other explanation could there be for such a grand scene?

'And these bronze mirrors, lights, and copper pipes are connected to form a huge monitoring network. With the help of Taoism, the entire underground palace can be monitored...'

Wu Ming sighed inwardly: "If it weren't for a miracle, this underground palace must have been built by the great merchants with the help of the whole country and the participation of Mohist craftsmen. It took decades or hundreds of years..."

Although Dashang had perished, for the first time he felt that this dynasty was so mysterious.

First of all, this extremely huge underground palace, even if it uses the uncanny craftsmanship and powerful demons of the Mohist family, such a large construction project will inevitably consume national power, shorten the country's life, and its use is also very questionable.

Moreover, how Shang Jie came up with the idea of ​​building the Twelve Golden People is also an eternal mystery in history.