I Broke Through Again

  Chapter 165 The Real and Complete Great Qin King [Request for Tickets on Monday]

   Daqin Ye Imperial Palace.

  At noon, in one of the side halls, many generals were shocked, seeing Mu Qingkong release Pei Yu from the small box.

  In the hall, there were shouts, and the generals were overjoyed.

   It was lively for a while, and then everyone slowly returned to calm.

  Xia Xin stepped forward and hugged Pei Yu, feeling cold to the touch, and let go of his hand again.

   One person and one ghost started chatting.

   "Pei Yu, you turned into a ghost after your death, instead of completely disappearing. It's really a happy event. What are your plans in the future?" Xia Xin asked.

   Pei Yudao: "I will still be loyal to Da Qin. Listening to the king's wishes, I may enter the underworld to plot things."

  Xia Xin thought for a while: "Your Majesty is both a saint, powerful mana, and a hero. After several generations of accumulation, I have now annexed the land of Han. This world has been broken up for many years, and it is likely that it will be united in the hands of the Great King.

  The king's plan is beyond our ability to speculate. It should be a good thing to arrange for you to enter the underworld to act.

   It’s just that I’m afraid I won’t see it much in the future. "

   Pei Yu hummed.

  Xia Xin looked left and right and whispered, "I want to discuss something with you."

   Pei Yu was a little uncomfortable with the aura brought by Xia Xin being too close after being transformed into a ghost.

   There was a faint burning sensation where he was touched by Xia Xin.

   This is the difference between a living being and a ghost.

  Xia Xin's cultivation is profound and yang qi is extremely strong, which has a natural suppressing effect on the yin and soul.

   However, although he was uncomfortable with Xia Xin's approach, Pei Yu did not mention it.

   Seeing that Xia Xin was speaking formally, he responded with a cold voice: "What's the matter, you say."

   "You're dead now, what to do with the things you left behind while you were alive, who will inherit?" Xia Xin blinked his copper bells with big eyes and looked expectant.

"Um?"

   Pei Yu stared at Xia Xin gloomily: "As soon as I died, did you stare at my things?"

  Xia Xin said: "I don't care about your things, but when you are in Mu Qingkong, do you still have several dreams that you can get?"

   Pei Yu was taken aback for a moment: "Do you want Mu Qingkong to owe me a few dream feeds?"

   He looked at Xia Xin: "Mu Qianshui went to see the king with you last time, and came back and said that you have become a single clove of garlic, do you still need a dream?"

  Xia Xin angrily said: "I have recovered now, not a single petal. You just said that those few dreams that Mu Qingkong owes you, can you give them to me?"

   Pei Yu pondered for a moment: "I can give it to you, I'll talk to Mu Qingkong later."

  Xia Xin said happily: "Then let me ask you one more thing. You are now a ghost yourself. I heard that ghosts can enter dreams. Can you push the dream?"

   Pei Yu turned around and left, ignoring Xia Xin.

   This guy is insatiable and wants double the pleasure.

  ——

   "Secret Palace of Yin Shang, what do you want to know?" asked the fox spirit in the stone hall.

   "I heard that Shang Zhou was fascinated by the lord of the demon clan, which indirectly accelerated the destruction of the Yin-Shang Dynasty. You should know the Yin-Shang Secret Palace very well." Zhao Huaizhong said.

  The fox spirit rolled his eyes, full of coquettishness:

   "Shang Zhou was not deceived by my deity. At that time, it was only the demon body differentiated by deity who deceived him when he entered the world."

"The Secret Palace of Yin Shang was refined by the power of the Great Shang Dynasty. Its operation law corresponds to the secret of the operation of heaven and earth. It is the royal family of Yin Shang. Made in the world.”

   Fox Spirit pursed his lips:

   "During the construction of the Yinshang Secret Palace, it was forbidden by the heavens and the earth. There was a thunderstorm that struck the Yinshang Secret Palace for ten months. I wanted to destroy this palace, which can enter and exit the Yinsi and the human world...

  Unfortunately, in the end, Yin Shang was exhausted, and the secret palace lacked the last sacrifice and refining process, and it was not completed.

   Finally, he moved the coffins of himself and several Shang monarchs into the deepest part of the secret palace, and it was Shang Zhou who sank the secret palace into the ground. "

   "The outside world has always said that Shang Zhou was not dead. Is it true or false?"

   "Shang Zhou was finally cut off by King Wu of Zhou and suffered heavy injuries, but he did not die completely. He sank into the coffin with his head in his arms."

   Fox spirit's eyes are far-reaching, and there is a trace of sadness.

   To some extent, she was the one who confuses Shang Zhou, and Shang Zhou is her husband.

   Zhao Huaizhong said in amazement: "Can Shang Zhou still not die after his head was cut off?"

"Shang Zhou also practiced the Sendai technique. According to him, there are two kinds of cultivation techniques on a certain part of the Xiantai pillar, the immortal body and the emperor's body. After the practice, unless the soul is destroyed and burned by the flames, it will be before the end of life. , it is very difficult to kill." The fox spirit continued.

   "Then he should die if he sinks into the coffin for a thousand years."

   "The secret palace of Yin and Shang was built to pursue the longevity of the unity of body and soul.

  The secret palace can absorb the breath of heaven and earth and transform it into some kind of power. It is said that the corpse can be reborn in it. "

   "My demon clan once visited the scene in the deep palace of the Death Palace on the eighth floor."

  The fox spirit paused for a moment, then hesitated for a moment before answering:

   "More than once, in the depths of the Secret Palace's Death Palace, my family has seen someone wearing a high crown with a splendid back, walking in the darkness of the depths of the palace.

   That figure is definitely not of a ghost, but of flesh and blood. "

"My deity also personally entered the secret palace and went deep into the eighth floor, but in the end the deity chose to quit. She also suspected that among the coffins of the successive kings of the Shang Dynasty displayed in the Yinshang Secret Palace on the eighth floor, there was a certain Shang Wangzhen. 's resurrected.

   Just for some reason, he couldn't leave the Yinshang Secret Palace. "

   Zhao Huai's head jumped in the center.

   "About the secret palace, what else?"

   "I don't know about the rest. I'm just a clone. Although I have the same memory as the original, there are some core secrets that the original has not differentiated to me."

  The fox spirit has been squinting her moist peach blossom eyes, observing Zhao Huaizhong's every move.

   "What you said, the only valuable thing is that the Lord of Yin Shang in the secret palace may still be alive and has no practical significance."

   After Zhao Huaizhong finished speaking, he put the four elephant bells in his hand on the altar.

   On the stage, Guangxi made a masterpiece, and the bell was taken away in the blink of an eye.

   He had already made up his mind to sacrifice the bell and let the fox spirit talk about the secret palace of Yin and Shang. From the very beginning, he wanted to prostitute for nothing.

  No matter what the vixen says, it’s not a loss for me anyway.

   Watching Zhao Huaizhong sacrifice the bell and disappear from the altar, the vixen pouted.

   She asked Zhao Huaizhong not to sacrifice the bell just now, but it was actually a test.

   Exploring Zhao Huaizhong's liking and character, gaining a better understanding of him, and starting to deal with his character weaknesses in the future, in order to get out of trouble.

  The two secretly fought for a round, each with his own purpose.

   Shortly after Zhao Huaizhong sacrificed and dropped the bell, the Sendai Pillar began to glow, giving feedback.

   This time, two places on the column lighted up, and then something turned into reality and landed in front of Zhao Huaizhong.

  Sizz!

   Zhao Huaizhong took a deep breath and sacrificed so many times, it was the first time he received such a large item in return.

   In front of him is a bronze chariot with a length of more than 30 feet, slowly falling from the Sendai Pillar, and the light is flowing.

   Just now, a set of relief patterns lit up on the Xiantai Pillar, which showed the scene of the ancient emperor traveling, riding in the air in a chariot, the eight-headed dragon pulling the chariot in front of the car, and the hundreds of tribes below were overwhelmed.

   At this time, what descended from the Sendai Pillar was the chariot that the emperor traveled in in the relief.

  This is a vertical single-wheeled two-wheeled vehicle, cast in bronze as a whole.

  The various accessories on the car are also mostly bronze, such as the bronze bell hanging on the front of the car.

  The bronze chariot is engraved with seal characters and various patterns such as cloud patterns, geometric patterns, and animal patterns.

  This car can be used both as a travel vehicle and as a military vehicle in battle. A high-bar copper umbrella is erected in the car. The position under the umbrella is wide, and there are copper crossbows, copper shields and other weapons on the left and right.

   "This chariot seems to be the Lugui of the Xia Dynasty, the imperial chariot made of copper from Yinshan Mountain." The vixen spoke to the monster in the stone wall.

  Lügui was the last monarch of the Xia Dynasty.

   His other name is even more famous, that is Xia Jie, and the word 'violent Jie' in later generations refers to him.

  The man is a famous tyrant, and his wife is the evil girl Xixi.

   At this time, another thing that the altar gave back also fell into Zhao Huaizhong's hands.

After the sacrifice was over, Zhao Huaizhong left the stone hall.

   He stretched out his hand, and the chariot seemed to be pulled by a ghost, galloping silently behind him, and left the stone hall together.

   After Zhao Huaizhong came out, he studied the newly acquired chariot.

   This is a chariot that can be pulled by four, six, eight, three kinds of regulations, that is, the beasts that pull the cart can be four or six, and eight beasts can also be used to pull and ride.

  There are different animal designs engraved on the rod of the animal seat reserved for the carriage.

   And on the chariot, there is also a copper whip erected, which is used to control the royal rod of the beasts pulling the chariot, and it is densely covered with incantation patterns.

   Zhao Huaizhong pulled it out and took a look.

  Although this royal rod is made of copper, it is extremely tough, and when it is gently swung, a green and faint arc of light suddenly bursts out.

   What you get is just a chariot, but you get more than one thing along with the frame.

  This royal pole is obviously a treasure too.

   Zhao Huaizhong thought of this kind of chariot. If the Ministry of Manufacturing and Manufacturing were to imitate it, only 30% to 50% of it would be imitated, and the impact on the Qin army in the open plains would be a terrifying improvement.

   Zhao Huaizhong studied the carriage for a while, and then had the frame sent to the Ministry of Construction for Lao Sikong to take a look first.

   He spent the entire afternoon in Xianyang Hall handling state affairs, and only returned to Wuying Hall in the evening.

   He came to the study and took out another sacrifice, but it was the kind of lentils that could be scattered into an army of beans, as many as 2,000.

   Zhao Huaizhong thought about it, and then took out the Kunlun mirror.

   When he put his power into the mirror, the mirror surface reflected a city in the deep mountains.

  The city was full of ghosts, and the wind was blowing. During the day, it was still hard to see the sun, and the city was full of ghosts and ghosts.

  There are houses and palaces lined up in the city, and ghosts and ghosts walk around, almost no different from the city on earth.

   In the center of the city, there is a great hall.

   A yin spirit with a majestic figure and a crown on his head is a ghost that he has not seen in years.

   In the past few years, ghosts have traveled around the world, gathered ghosts and ghosts in the world, and finally returned to the depths of Mount Tai, using an ancient relic in the depths of Mount Tai to build a ghost town.

   At this time, the Kunlun mirror reflected the scene in the ghost town.

   Zhao Huaizhong observed for a moment, closed his eyes after taking the Kunlun mirror, and started his own practice.

After    killed Pingyuan Jun Zhao Sheng, some of the luck that belonged to his predecessor was taken away by him, and all of them were returned to Zhao Huaizhong in the dark.

   To a certain extent, he has not inherited all the legacy of his predecessor until this moment.

   Become a more 'complete' King of Qin.

   In the past few days, he could obviously feel the aura in his body boiling, almost uncontrollable, and his strength was increasing every moment.

  Invisible and intangible luck seems to be accumulating and becoming thicker.

  To this evening, the aura in his body was fluctuating, approaching the critical point, and he touched the barrier of the three realms of saints earlier than expected.

  When he closed his eyes, the breath in his body surged in an instant, and the power of the immortal and demons, which was as majestic as the tide, climbed steadily.

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   (end of this chapter)