The walls of the Xianyang Palace are tall, gray and ancient, with terracotta soldiers standing guard, like dead objects.
After entering the palace, you will see the open space in front of the main hall, with stone carvings of strange mythical beasts lined up and thousands of troops lined up in battle array, with a solemn and murderous atmosphere mixed with a sense of death.
The Qilin Hall is located between heaven and earth, embodying the concept of being the only one in the world.
Above, the destiny of heaven and earth and the dead energy converged, forming a funnel-shaped vortex that poured into the Xianyang Palace. The entire Xianyang Palace was immersed in the dead energy, and there was no sound.
The terracotta figures of the palace guards stood guard, staring at the two men with unfocused eyes.
The steps of the Qilin Hall are tall and towering, and a sense of pressure emanates from them.
When Lin Han took the first step, he could feel a breeze coming from the Qilin Palace, blowing his long clothes.
Yes, it’s the wind.
After entering the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, he did not notice this detail: there was no wind.
There is no wind in this world.
When the wind started to blow at this moment, he finally realized that this place looked too much like the world, yet it was not the world. The yin and yang and the five elements were incomplete. This was ultimately a world of death.
When I entered the hall, it was as silent as death.
On the dragon throne above the main hall, the emperor sat cross-legged, looking emaciated. He was wearing a black dragon robe, spotless as ever, just like yesterday.
The death energy mixed with the luck of the world flowed into him, becoming extremely rich.
Beneath the high platform, a terracotta figurine of a handsome young man stood there. Just by looking at his outline, one could tell that he had a handsome appearance. On both sides stood terracotta figurines of officials, a mixture of military generals and civil officials.
"Latecomer." The emperor's hoarse voice came from the hall, as if he had not spoken for thousands of years, which made people shudder.
"Ying Zheng."
"That's right." The withered emperor said, "I didn't expect that someone still remembered my name. I sense a familiar aura around you. Are you practicing 'Casting Heaven'?"
Lin Han's pupils shrank and he said, "Yes, what's so special about it?"
"That's right." Ying Zheng said these two words, and after a moment he asked, "How many years have passed now?"
"Four hundred years." Lin Han said.
"Four hundred years." Ying Zheng's voice fell silent, then suddenly became hoarse, "Is there war and chaos outside, with starving people everywhere?"
"I guess so."
"The catastrophe is coming!"
"Calamity?"
"Yes, the calamity." Ying Zheng's hoarse and deep voice spread out, as if he had dreamed of hundreds of years ago. He sighed, "The immortals and gods plunder the game of destiny."
"What do you mean?" Lin Han was puzzled.
"You will know later, latecomer." Ying Zheng said hoarsely.
"The heaven and earth are sealed, leaving cultivators with nowhere to go. Do you know the reason?"
"Heaven and Earth are sealed." Two hoarse chuckles came from the high platform, and one could hear a hint of pride: "This is exactly what I do."
"Why?"
"Heaven and earth are unkind, saints are unkind, immortals and gods treat human beings like dogs and pigs."
Lin Han's pupils shrank, and he spoke briefly, his mind shaken, nearly losing his Dao heart. The higher his cultivation, the clearer Lin Han felt. If that Dao rhyme existed, the Dao would collapse, and that would be a disaster.
"In the past, the human race stood between heaven and earth, and hundreds of other races came to pay tribute. I wish to carry out the work of the Human Emperor, combining the achievements of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors into one, so that the human race can once again stand above all other races."
"Then why is it banned?"
Ying Zheng remained silent for a long time, and finally sighed, "The Kongtong Seal, the most precious treasure of the human race, has been lost."
The hall became dead silent.
The dialogue between two powerful men, who cherish each other, is a dialogue that takes place across a long period of time.
"The human race has no sacred object to suppress its destiny. The destiny of humanity has been stolen by the immortals and gods, and no saints have been born in the human race. I cast the imperial seal to suppress the destiny of humanity, but it is ultimately a replica.
When I was at a loss, I gathered all the sorcerers from around the world and set up a heaven-sealing formation to seal off the dragon veins of the Nine Provinces. After sealing off the dragon veins, I killed all the sorcerers and destroyed all the cultivation scriptures, thus provoking karma.
"And then?"
"I sent Xu Fu to the East China Sea to search for the Immortal Spring and see if he could find the Kongtong Seal, wash away the karma within his body, and become the Human Emperor. Unfortunately, the Immortal Spring and the Kongtong Seal were not found, and the deadline has come."
"How can we lift the ban?" Lin Han asked.
"The cultivators are ruthless, treating the common people like dogs and pigs, instigating the princes to attack. They plunder the human race's luck and eventually become the disciples of immortals and gods. With luck in the hands of immortals and gods, do you still want to open it?"
"open."
"If it opens, humanity's fortune will be completely plundered by the immortals and gods, and the human race will never be able to rise again."
"not necessarily."
“Why are you so confident?”
"I have the Kongtong Seal."
In the hall, Ying Zheng's body shook violently and fell into silence.
The atmosphere was oppressive and uncertain, and neither of them knew what the other was thinking. After a long while, Ying Zheng finally spoke: "Can you show me?"
When Lin Han took out the Kongtong Seal, it floated above the hall.
But Ying Zheng, who looked like a withered man, laughed loudly towards the sky. His voice was hoarse and extremely strange, but not scary.
"I have searched all my life but have not found it."
"It was taken away by the immortals and hidden in the Temple of Conferred Gods to absorb the luck of humanity." Lin Han said.
"No wonder, it's ridiculous."
Ying Zheng's voice was filled with hatred, but when he saw the Kongtong Seal again, his voice became much softer.
Suddenly, the Kongtong Seal lit up, and the luck of heaven and earth hovering above the Xianyang Palace gathered and poured into the seal.
This scene surprised Lin Han quite a bit. He felt something in his heart and understood what was happening, so he did not stop it.
The luck of heaven and earth was completely absorbed, and a drop of liquid like a water droplet floated up from between the nine dragons of the Kongtong Seal and sank into the center of Ying Zheng's eyebrows.
In an instant, the heaven and earth in Xianyang Palace were in turmoil.
"Thank you for the gift. I have no regrets." Ying Zheng's voice was still hoarse. "The forbidden formations are distributed throughout the dragon veins of the Nine Provinces: Mount Tai, the Qinling Mountains, the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, the Nanling Mountains, the Hengduan Mountains, the Kunlun Mountains, and the Tianshan Mountains."
"What about the other one?"
"Great Wall."
"The Taihang and Qilian dragon veins are incomplete, and China's national destiny flows northward through the gap. For many years, the Central Plains of China has been disturbed by the Xiongnu and Turkic peoples. I will use human power to take the Hetao Corridor and build a city as the core of the formation, connecting the Taihang and Qilian dragon veins, competing with the will of heaven, connecting the veins of the earth, and inheriting human destiny. I will fill the gap and form the ninth dragon vein."
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