Chapter 286: Mausoleum

【Ding! Your main control authority has been improved! 】
The reminder of the main shrine sounded.
This time, it seems to be somewhat different from usual.
Even without the hints of the main shrine, Wu Ming can feel the mysterious and mysterious things in the jade scorpion, and they are plundered by themselves.
With a little movement of consciousness, you can sense the detachment of the omnipresent main temple.
The power of the vastness seems to be able to be drawn as long as it is a move.
Such a mighty force made Wu Ming’s heart linger in a touch.
Knowing the accumulation of the past, several times of life and death, finally made his authority reach an extreme, and the last block of the road can be broken!
At that time, the title of the master will become a veritable name!
"what?"
Suddenly, Wu Ming’s brow and the exchange of information with the main shrine made him feel a very novel power, or he tried to get a certain authority.
"Publish a task?"
In the past, he was only able to passively modify the task, but not the task.
But now, it seems to have this possibility!
"It's not without limits..."
Wu Ming closed his eyes and realized the ultimate in his authority through communication with the main shrine.
"Now, although I have accumulated so many permissions, I have reached the level where I can post tasks, but I must also... take advantage of it!!"
Some of Wu Ming can't be sure: "Should you take advantage of it? Go with the flow? Do you want to try it?"
It is also clear in my heart that before becoming the sole master of the main shrine, it is naturally impossible to create a task with his own mind. Otherwise, he can completely hang other reincarnation and authority, gather the authority in one, and then erase the will of the Lord.
"Should be a good guide? Should you take advantage of it?"
Wu Ming’s eyes brightened, but he thought of the means by which the Lord’s will will reverse the time and space and interfere with the copy of the mission.
Here at Shengjing, the main temple he felt was the deepest.
That is, after three hundred years ago, the will of the Lord God will distort time and space, and the glory of the Lord God will fall, and the legacy of many great supernatural powers will be defeated!
Or say... traces!
"If it is here, try to generate a task, I am afraid it is ten times easier than the outside world!"
Wu Ming’s eyes flashed in the flash:
So...

He had been silent for a long time, and he thought about it several times. He still felt that it was feasible. However, he was not busy at this time, but he came to the hall and had a spot.
Just now, Yuzizi used the magical martial art to sacrifice his own flesh and exchange for the power of unmatched, but he was still killed by Wu Ming.
At this time, in addition to a faint blood shadow on the ground, there are only scattered robes, dust and other things.
When Wu Ming’s eyes flashed, he took a small gossip mirror from the debris and dismissed it for other things, and came to the cloud bed in the center of the hall.
"Hey!"
This gossip bronze mirror is manipulated by the Tao, with the knowledge of Wu Mingdi Xian level, as well as the familiarity with the Yuqing Dao Law, just a little groping for two, and immediately get started.
In the glory of the glory, the oil and light flames on the gossip array flashed, and the bronze mirrors on the eight sides were all bright, showing a large number of light and shadow, and the angle was constantly changing.
"this is……"
Wu Ming looked at it, but it was a bit of cold air: "The tomb? And it is still the specifications of the Nine-Five Extreme... This is the Mausoleum?!"
Under the Dashang Palace, there is still a 10,000-mu space?
This was originally a shocking thing, and in this palace, it was actually a mausoleum! It is even more incredible.
"Just kidding? Where is the grave built under my house?"
Wu Ming was shocked: "Is it... This is not the mausoleum of the emperors of the Shang Dynasty, but was later transformed?"
The eyes are slightly stunned, and the light is shining, but it is more and more careful.
The mausoleum of this mausoleum is large and quite vast. On the edge of the tomb, there are stone dragon sculptures with different shapes. The style is strange and has a sense of wildness.
"If this place is not the Emperor's Mausoleum, it can only be built after Ji Yi..."
Wu Ming’s mind flashed a flash of light:
The Emperor’s Mausoleum... The suffocating... The destiny... The dragon blame... I... Dry! Ji Yi and Yu Qing, you two are really courageous!

The dragon smudges the dirt, and any creatures get rid of it, and only the change is a good way.
However, ordinary people, can absorb a trace is the limit, and more will explode and die.
This kind of dragon monster is of little use to the big week.
And who is best for receiving dragons? Nature is the ninety-five supreme, emperor pattern! After all, this suffocation is also a variation of the dragon!
"So... if you want to cultivate the dragon monster, absorb the dragon dragonfly, and then convert it into your own use, it is best to use the emperor's body as the carrier..."
Wu Ming’s face stunned:
So, if Ji Yi didn’t want to bury himself in it, he would have to smash the ancestral graves of the great merchants, bury the emperors of the Shang Dynasty, and then attract the suffocation of the land of Gyeonggi, and concentrate on the emperor. Among the tombs, the dragon monsters that are produced in this way are the most suitable... It’s a real emperor, it’s very hot!

In the history books, the emperors of the Shang dynasty were properly protected by the Great Zhou Dynasty.
However, Wu Ming believes in his own eyes. After knowing that he was smashed with dragons, no matter whether Ji Yi or Yu Qing, he would not be polite to the big business, and he must dig the grave to dig the grave.
"Oh... I said that after the Great Zhou Ding Ding, how can the national strength recover so quickly? The rewards of the heroes are extremely rich. It turned out to be the grave of the Dashang ancestor, and the treasures of the emperors who have been buried in the past..."
Wu Ming admired the two, and looked at the blind man in the bronze mirror palace is full of heavy.
What is the appearance of the emperor's life, plus the mysterious dragon?
Even if he is, he will not dare to marry him!
"Da Shang enjoys the country for thousands of years, there are more than 50 emperors, even if only half, no! One tenth is a dragon, it is also very terrible... If the big business is too ancestors..."
Wu Ming is a spirit.
Most of these dragons have the life of a mysterious bird, and are there more suitable carriers than the big business emperor?
The Taishang Taizu is also a generation of ancestors, a combination of two...
"If this is the case, then the dragons that have been squandered by the Taishang Taizu, the gas transported, may be enough to extend the Great Zhou Guofan for another 50 years!"
Wu Ming’s flash of light immediately estimated the general figure:
It’s no wonder that the court is so impatient... But... why is there only a few Taoist guards in the Yuqing Road, and it’s not a garrison protection? It’s amazing!

However, I also know that this place is mysterious, the ordinary army will not last long, and it is easy to be dragged down by the supply and logistics.
At this time, the world is in chaos, and the secrets of the underground palace cannot be leaked. Otherwise, it is known as the anti-king of the ulterior motive. It is a great disaster in an instant.
This time it seems that the court finally made up its mind to send a master of enthusiasm and loyalty to come to complete this matter.
"Hey!"
Suddenly, a burst of screams came like a dragon, and the power was extraordinary.
Wu Mingmu, Guanghua, saw a certain place in the Mausoleum, concentrated helium gas condensate, forming a small pond, and even a crystal in the middle, like a diamond shining with brilliance.
Suddenly, a black shadow flashed.
The entire pond disappeared, and the crystal in it disappeared without a trace.
"Dragon Monster!"
Although the shadows were swept away like electricity, Wu Ming captured some fragments.
The scaled body, as well as the sharp corners of the forehead, and even the body shape twice as tall as the average person, as well as the wild dragons on the body, have made the ordinary people feel suffocated at first sight.
"This is simply a dead place, a Jedi... where is someone to guard..."
Wu Ming’s forehead slightly appeared cold sweat:
On the other hand, the general Wu Sheng is afraid that it will not be able to clean up... so dangerously, how many ordinary people come to deliver food!

However, it is very clear that if the dragons are not easy to leave the land where the dragons are gathering, this whole Shangzhou, even the world, may have to set off a wave of blood.
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Wu Ming touched his chin: "A friend will be a friend, this will bring me cheaper!"
When you are about to take a small mirror on your hand, press the groove on the cloud bed.
Hey!
The two objects are closely intertwined, and the sound is more organic.
Wu Ming smiled slightly, turned slightly, tried a few times, and suddenly, a loud noise came from outside the hall.
A thick wall, the surface of the metal wall with a metallic luster opened, and a tunnel that passed directly below, a strong black gas rushed out.
Hey!
A circle of ritual light illuminates, with the power of prohibition, the visible suffocation is banned in the tunnel.
"There is a tunnel to the Mausoleum..."
Wu Ming took a deep breath and walked into the endless darkness...
......
In the Yuqing Daogong Palace, within a certain quiet room.
"Zu Shiye..."
The contemporary Yuqing Dao’s master of teaching, the quiet and sinister people are on the futon, and the up-and-coming Taoist people respectfully salute:
The Yuanshen card of the uncle’s uncle’s ancestors has been broken, fearing that...the fear is that the soul has gone too far...

In fact, this is the euphemism of the soul.
Above the cloud bed, a placid clear gathering, and turned into a human form, with good light, is a majestic old road.
It was only at this time that although his face was unchanged from the three hundred years ago, he added a layer of calmness and faint answers:
"I already know!"
The Jingxu Taoist was shocked and could not help but tempted to ask: "Can you send someone to investigate?"
"You don't have to be like this, go on, the world is going to the dragon, let's go down, recall all the core disciples, close the gate!"
Yuqing Laodao said slowly.
"What?" Jing Xudao was shocked and stood up.
After all, the current Yuqing Dao is the Daomen Xianzong, the prestige, and give up, even though he is too reluctant to teach.
"Go out!"
The Yuqing Taoist waved his hand.
Among the Yuqing Dao, it is naturally the biggest Yuqing old road. Even if the quiet people are unwilling, they dare not defy and quit.
Yuqing’s old road is silent for a moment, and it’s a frown:
Yu Yuzi’s younger brother has always had some mystery. This time, the old man actually can’t count any clues...