Chapter 170 The Secret of the Imperial Temple!
Zhou Yi remained silent and motionless, while Yuan Tiangang stood beside him without disturbing him.
The Bashu forces have completely taken control of the situation, and more and more people are heading towards the Lifeng Hall, Panshilin and other fortresses.
He seemed to be running away and blended into the crowd chasing Yun Shuai.
The news about the Evil Emperor's relics and the secret of immortality was spreading rapidly with the flow of people, spreading beyond the Duzun Fort and towards Bashu.
Yun Shuai ran very fast, and Zhou Yi's sense of the relic became weaker and weaker, and in the end, only his sense of direction remained.
"Want to chase after him?"
Yuan Tiangang asked when he saw him move.
Zhou Yi shook his head and smiled: "It would be better if Marshal Yun went straight to Mobei and took all these people to Wu Zun, so that I can have some peace and quiet."
Then Wu Zun will be able to catch up with the fun, Yuan Laodao stroked his beard and smiled.
His eyes were clear as he glanced in the direction where the Buddha and the demon had left, then looked at Zhou Yi beside him.
No one knows better than him where this relic came from.
Although his mind was filled with a thousand thoughts, his expression remained calm.
For someone who is proficient in Yixue and good at physiognomy, Tibetan language is commonplace.
Alliance leader Feng gave the task of encircling and suppressing the remaining bandits to Jiao Luofeng, Chuan Mouxun and others, and they came to Zhou Yi together with Fan Zhuo.
There was even more awe on their faces.
"Liang State, Western Qin, and those rebels, the ones who survived, basically all fled."
"There's still a foreign force inside the Fortress of Supremacy."
After Fan Zhuo finished speaking, he looked in the direction of Li Yuanji. Most of the people brought by the Li family were killed, and the three masters Qin Wutong, Diao Ang and Qiu Tianjue were also seriously injured. Now, it was just a matter of a word to deal with them.
Li Yuanji noticed the gazes of several people and his heart trembled.
The pride of being a son of the Li family was gone now. All the people from Cihang Jingzhai and the Buddhist sect went to chase Yun Shuai. Jie Hui was seriously injured, and they had no support in Bashu.
Xie Wenlong took refuge in Jianghuai, and his situation at this time was extremely precarious.
Li Yuanji noticed Zhou Yi looking at him, and his heart immediately tightened. This was the closest he had been to death since he was born.
When Zhou Yi shifted his gaze and walked towards Jie Hui.
Li Yuanji breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved but also a little annoyed.
For the first time, his famous horse-splitting spear from Guanzhong was ignored.
He could not tolerate such contempt, but he did not dare to resist because of the fear in his heart. For a proud and ambitious man like him, that feeling of suffocation was even more painful than death.
However, he lacked the courage to die.
Zhou Yi noticed the change in Li Yuanji's expression, but didn't care at all.
The Buddhists probably won’t chase Yun Shuai for long, and may come back soon.
Besides, Li Yuanji's death is more like a good thing for the Li family. This guy is not good at doing things, but he is good at causing trouble.
However, the Li family cannot be allowed to interfere in the affairs of Bashu anymore.
“Dad~!”
Xie Wenlong cried out in grief, and Song Yuhua, who was standing beside him, also changed his expression. Xie Hui, who was healing his wounds, spat out a large mouthful of blood again. His breath took a sharp turn for the worse, becoming weaker and weaker.
This gave Zhou Yi a feeling that he was going to be in trouble.
The old people in Duzun Castle were panicked. The martial arts judge who had been active in Bashu for many years could not withstand the power of the evil king's palm.
As soon as he saw Zhou Yi coming, Xie Wenlong's tough face turned into a pleading look, and he immediately bowed down: "Grand Commander, my father's life is in danger. I beg you to give it a try."
Before Zhou Yi could answer, Jie Hui, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, stretched out a hand.
"No need."
Jie Hui raised the back of his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and took three heavy breaths.
On his dark face, his bright eyes swept over Zhou Yi and finally looked at his son. At this moment, he showed anger.
"You rebellious son!"
"Father has always underestimated you. I never thought you would have the guts to rebel against your superiors."
Xie Wenlong didn't dare to speak.
Xie Hui looked at Song Yuhua again: "Yuhua, you really are worthy of being Brother Song's daughter."
Song Yuhua also lowered her head.
Xie Hui snorted, twisted his neck, and said to the group of elders from Duzun Fort, "Xie Wenlong did save Duzun Fort. From now on, he will be the master of the fort. All decisions of Duzun Fort will be made by him. You should all pay your respects to him as soon as possible."
After hearing this, everyone around was stunned.
"Why, my words are no longer effective?"
Xie Hui's prestige was too great, and his angry voice made the surrounding elders of Duzun Fort bow down in unison: "Greetings to the Fort Lord."
But he was bowing to Jie Wenlong.
Seeing that his face turned pale and his breath became weaker, Xie Wenlong felt guilty and sad. He ignored the elders around him and wanted to ask Zhou Yi to try to save him again.
Xie Hui smiled grimly, "Even though you're the lord of the fort, your eyesight is still so poor. You don't know how to read people's expressions. Don't you see that the Grand Commander isn't anxious at all?"
"It seems I won't die that easily."
After hearing this, Xie Wenlong looked at Zhou Yi in surprise.
Zhou Yi nodded and said, "Fort Jie was simply affected by the life and death energies of the Immortal Seal, causing unusual symptoms. Although he was seriously injured, he had a strong power to protect him, so it wasn't fatal."
After hearing Zhou Yi's words, Xie Wenlong calmed down.
This scene made Jie Hui feel depressed. His son had to get confirmation from others before he would believe what he said.
What an irony.
I couldn't help but think of what I had done during this period. If there were no changes today, the people in the Demon Sect would have fought to the end, and together with those rebels and other forces, the Du Zun Fortress that dominated Bashu might have become history.
"Grand Commander," Xie Hui said calmly, "I will no longer be concerned with the affairs of the Bashu Alliance. From now on, my son will take charge. Thank you very much for your help today, Grand Commander."
Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Fort Lord, rest and recover."
After listening to their conversation, whether it was the people from the Ba League, the Sichuan Gang or the Duzun Fort, they all had a sense of security that a big thing had been settled.
Finally, we don’t have to fight anymore.
They spoke without avoiding others, and the people from the Li family not far away could hear it clearly.
Li Yuanji looked ashen and had no longer any thoughts about Bashu.
At this moment, even if there was no harassment from the Demon Sect, it would be irreversible if all the Buddhists returned and supported the Li family.
Now the three major forces of Ba Meng, Chuan Gang and Du Zunbao are united. According to the Buddhist style of doing things, if they can't find someone like Jie Hui to speak in front, they are destined to be unable to interfere with Bashu.
Li Yuanji didn't understand Zhou Yi's thoughts. He was worried at the moment, thinking about how to save his life and return to Guanzhong safely.
At the same time, there is also the evil emperor's relic that stirred up the martial arts world.
Lord Jie was taken to a quiet place to recuperate, while Fan Zhuo and Feng Zhen, together with the people from Duzun Fort, took care of the funeral arrangements.
There were also many casualties on their side.
There were corpses everywhere in front of Zhenchuan Tower.
This was the most brutal fight that had ever happened in Bashu in a long time.
Zhou Yi meditated to regulate his qi and adjust his state.
Hou Xibai and Fan Caiqi came over together, saw his condition, glanced at Shi Qingxuan not far away, and walked away without saying hello.
Zhou Yi was regulating his Qi and practicing martial arts while reviewing the recent battle.
Such combat experience is extremely valuable and is rarely seen by ordinary people in their lifetime.
Each of these schools of thought gave him different feelings.
This not only deepened his understanding of martial arts, but also greatly helped him in creating the Tianshi Random Thoughts.
Shi Qingxuan waited for a long time, and it was not until noon that he woke up.
But after dinner, Zhou Yi started practicing again.
No matter how loud the noise outside the Duzun Castle was, it could not affect his meditation.
"The people from Cihang Jingzhai haven't returned yet?"
After nightfall, Zhou Yi noticed something was wrong.
"No." Shi Qingxuan said, "Do you find it strange? Master Yixin is injured, so they shouldn't pursue her."
Zhou Yi nodded slightly.
He tried to sense the Evil Emperor's relics, but he only had a faint sense of direction. This thing was either farther away or stationary somewhere.
"Bashu has been basically taken over. You don't have to worry about the rest. In a few days, the news that the Bashu Alliance supports Jianghuai will spread quickly. This trip has been a complete success. What are your plans?"
Zhou Yi thought for a moment and said, "I'm going to the Evil Emperor Temple."
After that, he heard another piece of news from Shi Qingxuan.
Yuan Tiangang was very free and easy. After exerting his strength, he floated away.
Zhou Yi felt a little emotional and thought that he should at least treat him to a meal.
Taoist Yuan has lived in Bashu for a long time, but he has never been involved in disputes in the martial arts world, let alone fighting for supremacy in the world. This trip to Duzun Castle has broken his secluded life.
Zhou Yi's desire to organize the Taoist teachings became stronger and stronger.
These friends should not be disappointed.
"Master Yuan left a message."
"What?"
Shi Qingxuan said softly, "He guessed you were going to the Evil Emperor Temple, so he told me the exact location of the ancient Shu Kingdom's Evil Emperor's relic."
"Oh?" Zhou Yi was slightly puzzled. "Your Mohist mechanical manual and the Evil Emperor's relic are not in the same place?"
"certainly."
She lowered her eyelids, her gaze falling calmly on Zhou Yi's face. "The underground of the Evil Emperor Temple is very large, with many winding paths. One of the paths leads to the Demon-Suppressing Cave. I entered the Evil Emperor Temple through that cave."
Zhou Yi seemed to be lost in thought, his curiosity growing stronger.
So he asked tentatively, "Will you be free tomorrow?"
Shi Qingxuan hummed.
On the second day of the Battle of Duzun Fort, before the morning fog had cleared, the two men set out towards the northwest of Chengdu.
I wanted to ask Hou Xibai to come along.
But the rich young man disappeared early in the morning, acting mysteriously and no one knew where he had gone.
After walking more than twenty miles towards the Evil Emperor Temple, I smelled a lingering smell of blood.
There were still many corpses of people from the underworld lying in the grass and thorny bushes beside the road.
After a quick examination, it was found that he had died not long ago.
The closer you get to the Evil Emperor Temple, the more so.
Zhou Yi made an even more surprising discovery: his perception of the relics became clearer and clearer.
After confirming the direction with Shi Qingxuan, he realized that something was wrong.
"I feel that the people from both the Buddhist and demonic sects might be in the Evil Emperor Temple."
Shi Qingxuan frowned slightly, thinking of the complex terrain below the Evil Emperor Temple. Yun Shuai was drilling underground and could not make full use of his lightness skill advantage. Even if he was forced into a corner, there was no reason for him to break in with his cunning mind.
This is my rational judgment, but I still believe Zhou Yi's guess more.
"Do you still want to go?"
"Come on, don't go in yet, just look outside."
The two men walked for more than 20 miles. The water of Jinjiang River flowed down from Dujiangyan. Due to the heavy rain in the past few days, the water was turbulent.
They crossed a rumbling tributary and climbed a hillside surrounded by bamboo trees.
The scene before me was truly unexpected.
A large area of bamboos as thick as bowls fell to the ground. Some were cut by sharp blades, some were shattered, and some were uprooted.
These mud pits that appeared after the bamboo roots were pulled out were used as tombs by many people in the underworld.
Zhou Yi saw some familiar corpses in black, coming from the Coffin Palace.
More corpses were hidden among the fallen bamboo trees.
"Where is the Evil Emperor Temple?"
Looking around, there are only broken stone steps covered with moss, and there is no temple to be seen.
A shocking huge pit appeared before my eyes, concave into the hillside.
Shi Qingxuan pointed at the large pit and said, "This is where the Evil Emperor Temple is. It looks like it's sunk into the ground now."
They stepped onto the edge of the pit and found a broken plaque.
The plaque was actually written in large seal script.
The words "Emperor Temple" are vaguely visible.
"Not sinking, but being broken into pieces."
"Then how did the foundation of the Imperial Temple collapse?"
Zhou Yi sniffed the air carefully and seemed to have the answer.
The Haisha Gang once helped the Yingui Sect transport gunpowder from Jiangnan and even built a gunpowder depot. He smelled a conspiracy.
"It exploded, like fireworks."
Zhou Yi continued, "Is there a possibility that the people from the Buddha and Demon families are underground right now?"
Shi Qingxuan also thought of it, but she didn't make a fuss, just had a complicated expression.
Zhou Yi asked knowingly, "Do you have a place to stay nearby?"
"have."
"Go take a look first."
Shi Qingxuan didn't quite understand what he meant, but still nodded and led the way.
After they had walked quickly for eight or nine miles, they came across a stone house in the woods, with swaying fruit trees in front of it.
She skillfully pushed open the wooden door and invited Zhou Yi in.
Although small, it had everything it needed, including all the furniture and sundries. However, the furnishings were extremely messy, as if a thief had gone through it.
"Someone has been in here."
"This hut was not built by Qingxuan. After the original owner passed away, I saw that it was close to the Evil Emperor Temple, so I borrowed it to stay. Others probably don't know where this place is."
Zhou Yi lifted the bamboo curtain at the back and looked around: "This shows that someone has been eyeing the Evil Emperor Temple for a long time."
"Don't live here anymore. It's too dangerous."
The girl didn't reply, and then she heard him ask, "Can the Demon-Subduing Cave lead to the underground of the Evil Emperor Temple?"
"Okay, you still want to go?"
“I’m worried about missing out.”
Shi Qingxuan said no more and led him a few miles to the southeast.
Pass through a small canyon and pass by a waterfall and a small lake.
"I heard from Mr. Lu that the Evil Emperor Temple has been renovated many times over the years, and the last reconstruction was done by him. You should know why he wanted to rebuild it."
Zhou Yi replied: "For Xiang Yutian."
"Well, if you do the math, that was over thirty years ago."
Her slightly furrowed brows relaxed, like thin clouds blown away by the spring breeze, and she pointed forward with a hint of reminiscence:
"Less than two miles ahead, there is a bat cave maze, which was also built by Mr. Lu for his training and cultivation under the Evil Emperor."
Lao Lu and Lao Xiang have a very close relationship and must know a lot of secrets.
Zhou Yi felt somewhat troubled when he thought about his temperament as the king of secrecy.
After walking for a while, the two came to a small stone house. Shi Qingxuan, who knew the place well, took out a lantern, lit it, and held it in front of him. He pushed open a movable wall behind the shrine, illuminating the stone steps deep underground.
"Follow me closely, and make sure every step you take is in sync, or you'll be killed."
"good."
The two looked at each other, and Shi Qingxuan led the way in front, moving swiftly and dodging, turning left and right, and descending continuously.
More than a hundred stone steps appeared at my feet in a blink of an eye.
It is easy to imagine how huge a project it is to be able to set up so many mechanisms underground.
Zhou Yi was secretly amazed and didn't know how Lao Lu had accomplished it.
Further down, there is a round hole.
On the left side of the cave entrance is written "Spiritual beauty is created by nature", and on the right side is written "The cave was created by divine craftsmanship".
"This is the entrance to the Demon-Subduing Cave, but the section below is a bat cave maze. Once inside, don't speak loudly. There are tens of millions of bats living down there, and you must not disturb them."
After Shi Qingxuan gave him a reminder, she led him into another paradise.
Zhou Yi thought about it and decided that it would be more appropriate to describe it as a dangerous place.
Below the cave entrance is a strange world that looks like a honeycomb magnified tens of millions of times. It has seven cave entrances, and the main branches of each cave are connected, bending left and right, extending downwards in strange twists and turns.
Shi Qingxuan handed him a strange rock powder, which, when applied on the body, would scare bats away.
This powder is produced in a cave. Bats dare not fly into it because they are afraid of this kind of rock.
If you don't have a deep understanding of this place, you will never know these tricks.
After walking a little further, Shi Qingxuan turned off the lantern.
Everything went dark before my eyes, and then the light diagonally below me was mainly white, with various crystals in light yellow, brown, khaki, etc.
The light is not strong, but it is enough to see things.
There are many bats above my head, densely packed.
Fortunately, they had stone powder on them, so the bats didn't dare to get close.
After walking a little further, you can see various stalactites, stalagmites, stone pillars and stone flowers, which are sparkling and in various shapes, giving people a dreamy feeling.
If you have not been here in person, it is hard to imagine that there is such a magnificent underground world.
There were many forks in the road below, so Zhou Yi only remembered the way he came.
He didn't have to worry about how to get to the bottom of the Evil Emperor Temple.
After walking for another half an hour, they came to a relatively spacious stone cave with a faint air flow leaking from above.
"The Mohist mechanical manual was obtained from here, but it's still a long way to go to where the evil emperor's relics are."
Zhou Yi looked around and found that the wide cave looked like a stone chamber.
There was no clutter except a small stone table.
Shi Qingxuan held the lamp and shone it on the stone table. The most rare place in the entire cave was right here.
On the stone table, there is a mural carved with an object.
"This is a dragon."
Gently stroking the blurry stone carving, you can vaguely see the shape of a dragon.
"Well, there's this."
She shone the light carefully, and Zhou Yi could see the line of handwriting clearly.
It seems to be seal script, but it is difficult to distinguish.
Shi Qingxuan's eyebrows relaxed, revealing a calm and focused expression as she read to him:
"Abolish all schools of thought, and respect Confucianism alone. The nine schools and ten schools are all evil and crooked."
Zhou Yi asked, "Who do you think left this seal script?"
Shi Qingxuan said, "It must be that a certain evil emperor was dissatisfied with Emperor Wu of Han's exclusive promotion of Confucianism. They never admit that they are evil, but only consider themselves a sage sect."
"Um"
She illuminated the stone dragon again. "At first, I didn't know why a dragon was painted here. But when I heard you say that the War Temple is guarded by a dragon, I suddenly wondered if this was the vision of the War Temple held by past evil emperors."
"It's not surprising that Guangchengzi mentioned the secrets of the War God Temple after he came out of it."
Zhou Yi nodded. He stood in the cave and pointed to his right.
"Is this the direction we're going to go next?"
"Did you sense it?"
Zhou Yichong nodded again, "This underground area is well connected. Even if the Evil Emperor Temple is blown down, there are probably many ways out."
"The people from both the Buddhist and Demonic sects are unwilling to leave. Perhaps they have discovered something."
Shi Qingxuan was also curious: "If they are not good to you, we can return the same way."
She took out a short flute and suggested a way out: "I can use the flute's sound to drive the bats. With those bats delaying us, we can escape."
The two exchanged a few more words and then left the cave.
After walking for a while, Zhou Yi sensed it again, and the feeling became clearer and clearer.
In less than a cup of tea, the road ahead became brighter and brighter.
The road in the cave has been repaired and is more refined, with dragon-shaped murals in different postures.
Not only is it full of imagination, it also seems to incorporate some martial arts thinking into it, making it vivid.
Shi Qingxuan spoke beside him, "The passage beneath the Evil Emperor Temple is also equipped with traps. It's very difficult to enter this deep. I wonder how those people got here."
Zhou Yi made a bold guess: "Maybe it was damaged by a bomb due to years of disrepair."
They turned off the lights and walked towards the light.
This looked like an ancient hall. Most of the things had decayed over time, leaving only a fragment of their original appearance. They were approximately on the third floor of the hall.
The light is provided by numerous glowing crystals.
These crystals are part of the underground rock and therefore have never decayed.
People who practice martial arts have better eyesight, and with the light of these crystals, they can see everything clearly.
Standing high above, looking down.
It was an extremely wide and flat area, similar to the bluestone square in front of Zhenchuan Tower.
However, in the center of the bluestone square was the incense burner placed by Jie Hui.
The first floor of this hall is a strange structure made of metal and rock, like some kind of large mechanism.
People, so many people!
At a glance, there were at least two or three hundred people.
These people were divided into two camps. Yun Shuai, who left Du Zun Castle in a leisurely manner, formed a single camp. He faced the remaining two hundred people alone.
The masters of both Buddhism and demons are here.
A few people were looking around, while more people were staring at Yun Shuai.
The hall was not quiet. A rumbling sound could be heard, which was the underground river.
The water level in Chengdu has risen recently, and the underground rivers are also surging.
The Evil King, the Queen of Yin, the Master of Zhenyan and other masters all looked in the direction of Zhou Yi.
Their actions naturally attracted the attention of others.
After Zhou Yi understood the situation below, he walked out directly. The two of them jumped down, but as soon as they landed, the Evil King's expression was no longer so happy.
The girl in blue ignored him and moved very close to Zhou Yi, staring at the huge mechanism at the same time.
Shi Feixuan stared at the two of them, then glanced at her master beside her, and was left speechless.
Zhou Laotan, Emperor Ding and others were quite calm when they saw him suddenly appear, as if they thought it was reasonable.
The old nun Yi Xin was already breathing unsteadily, and when she saw Zhou Yi, she gasped for breath several times in a row.
Fan Qinghui was comforting the uncle, speaking in a voice that was unclear to others.
Zhou Yi's eyes swept across the crowd, targeting the old Tuyuhun King Murong, and then turned to Yun Shuai:
"It is said that the Western Turkic State Master is skilled in cunning schemes and deceptions. How could he have brought himself to such a fate?"
Yun Shuai was rather embarrassed: "Grand Commander, you are joking. I don't understand any tricks, otherwise I wouldn't have been fooled by the Great Ming Sect."
See Zhou Yi move forward.
Yun Shuai was apprehensive and quickly moved the yellow crystal ball towards the entrance of a dark, bottomless hole.
"Grand Commander, please stop. I know I am no match for you. So I will throw the relic into this cave, and let everyone's dream come to nothing."
Zhou Yi was about to reply when he heard Shi Qingxuan whispering in his ear.
He immediately changed the subject and asked Yun Shuai, "Do you want to live or die?"
“Who wants to die when they can live?”
"If you put the relic down, no one will kill you."
Yun Shuai smiled bitterly and said, "Grand Commander, you don't know this. I've already offended all of you masters. I can no longer trust them. Unless they move to the sides and let me have the exit behind them, I can rush out and throw the relic back."
Murong Kualu sneered, "With your cunning ways, if we let you go, will you throw the relic back?"
"Old coffin board, please don't speak for now."
Zhou Yi said to Yun Shuai again, "Give me the relic, and let's change positions. If they attack you, I will throw the relic down. This way, we can break the deadlock."
Yun Shuai hesitated: "How can I trust you?"
Zhou Yi exuded a powerful aura and said proudly, "I have never broken my promise to anyone in my life. Isn't it enough to guarantee my integrity?"
Yun Shuai looked at Zhou Yi. Although he was a great enemy of the Western Turks, his words made people feel convinced.
Moreover, there is no other way to save his life.
"Everyone, what are your opinions?"
The Evil King looked at Zhou Yi and was the first to speak: "I have changed my mind. Now I just want to kill him. How can you convince me?"
The Queen of Yin smiled intoxicatingly: "Yes, I want to kill him too. What reason can the Heavenly Master give me?"
The old nun Yixin was about to speak, but was interrupted by Master Jiaxiang who was standing beside her: "Donor Yun is in danger, why is the Heavenly Master willing to take such a risk?"
His words were more tactful, but his thoughts were similar to those of the old nun Yi Xin. He was still wary of Zhou Yi's sudden attempt to take the relic.
All those who broke into the underground hall of the Evil Emperor Temple looked over with attention.
They had witnessed Zhou Yi's fighting ability in Du Zun Fort, so even if they had any doubts at this time, they would not dare to jump out and question him like the Evil King, the Queen of Yin and the Holy Monk.
"That's easy. I'll answer all three of your questions."
Zhou Yi pointed to the mechanism on the ground:
"This mechanism can be activated. The Evil Emperor's relic may be an important part. Don't you want to take a look?"
Shi Zhixuan looked at his daughter, who was staring at the mechanism intently.
The Queen of Yin restrained her smile and said seriously, "Do you know what's behind this mechanism?"
"It's recorded in our sect's classics."
Zhou Yi's voice seemed full of magic, and it slowly echoed in the underground hall:
"The peerless talent 'Tian Mo Cang Qu' searched the world for rare and unique books, eliminating the dross and retaining the essence of all the doctrines of hundreds of schools of thought to compile a classic, consisting of the ten volumes of 'Tian Mo Ce'."
"Although this 'Heavenly Demon Strategy' was created during the Qin and Han dynasties, its origins can be traced back to ancient times. It is profound and involves the mysteries of heaven and earth. Not only is its power astonishing, it even contains the secret of immortality."
Upon hearing this, everyone was moved.
Murong Kualu's eyes flashed: "Since it is the Heavenly Demon Strategy, how is it related to this place? Stop talking nonsense."
"You say that because you are so ignorant."
Zhou Yi glanced at him with disdain, but the old king was not angry at all and waited to hear what he had to say next.
"Don't you want to think about why the evil emperor's relics can prolong life?"
"This is just one of the secrets. The Evil Emperors of all generations have been pursuing the source of immortality, which is the Temple of the God of War."
As soon as these words were spoken, a cry of surprise was heard in the underground hall.
Many people looked longingly, and of course there was also greed in their eyes.
"War Temple!" The old king's hair stood on end, and he felt an indescribable excitement.
Zhou Lao sighed as several of his fellow disciples rushed forward.
Emperor Ding, You Niaojuan, Jin Huanzhen and others all looked at him strangely.
Are you crazy!
You guy, how can you tell such a big secret of my Shengji Sect to others?
Isn't it good to study privately?!
Master, what kind of crappy disciple did you choose? He has ruined our entire family!
Old Zhou sighed with a look of disappointment and gave Zhou Yi a look, but Zhou Yi ignored him.
Mr. Zhou sighed so much that ghost lights flickered in his eyes.
Before he opened his mouth, several senior monks chanted the Buddha's name and spoke actively:
"According to what the Heavenly Master said, this ancient mechanism actually leads to the Temple of the God of War?"
Several holy monks have practiced Zen for many years, and there are few things that can affect their minds.
At this moment, in front of the legendary Temple of War God, facing the root of the ultimate martial arts, even the holy monk would be tempted.
Zhou Yi didn't say for sure, but simply said, "Few people in the martial arts world know about the Evil Emperor. They also don't know that the previous Evil Emperor, Xiang Yutian, lived from the Eastern Jin Dynasty to the Great Sui Dynasty. And before that, the name of the Evil Emperors of all previous dynasties was even lesser-known."
"Just like this underground hall, if you hadn't happened to set foot here, how would you have known that this place existed?"
"Those Evil Emperors who possess immense power but are relatively unknown are precisely those who are researching the War God Temple. They are burning their lives in endless pursuit and exploration."
"And the Temple of War God is deep underground, which is why the underground hall was built."
While most people were shocked, Shi Zhixuan asked, "How do you know so much?"
"Of course it's recorded in Taoist scriptures."
Zhou Yi is full of confidence:
"The Secret of Immortality is a rare Taoist book, the most ancient. Taoists have collected many secret records related to the roots of martial arts. When it comes to the breadth of the classics, even Ning Sanren would give me a wide berth. So what's so strange about knowing these secrets?"
While Shi Qingxuan was looking at the mechanism, she glanced at him inconspicuously.
He talked at great length, mixing truth and falsehood together, and it was difficult for others to tell the difference.
Everyone looked at Yun Shuai, and Zhou Yi also walked towards Yun Shuai. Then he stretched out a hand, and Yun Shuai stared at the mechanism, reluctant to let go.
"Aren't you leaving?"
Zhou Yi said: "If you die later, it is none of my business."
"good."
Yun Shuai was decisive. He switched places with Zhou Yi and handed the Evil Emperor's relic to him.
"Grand Commander, see you later~!"
This time, no one took action and let him leave.
But they moved a step closer, fearing that Zhou Yi would play tricks.
Shi Qingxuan walked to the front of the mechanism array.
Looking closer, this mechanism resembles a door, with various secret compartments on top and thirty-six huge bronze rings.
They are arranged according to the directions of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, forming a solemn and strict "Thousand Machine Lock" formation.
The ring is covered with layers of mortise and tenon grooves and protrusions, and under the dim light, it has a cold, hard and heavy dark luster. This is definitely not a barrier that can be broken by brute force alone.
Shi Qingxuan stood there for a while.
Her dark eyes gazed fixedly at the door. Her pupils, clear as a deep pool, seemed veiled in mist, reflecting the myriad deductions within her mind. Her long eyelashes cast a quiet, arc-shaped shadow beneath her eyes, and at a certain moment, she took the initiative to shatter the stillness.
His fingertips slid across the cold bronze, carefully distinguishing the almost imperceptible scales on the ring.
The fingers pushed the heavy copper ring, and every precise rotation and insertion was accompanied by a dull "click" sound coming from deep within the mechanism, like the groan of the joints of a sleeping giant being awakened with difficulty.
In the underground hall, everyone held their breath.
Even Zhou Yi showed a hint of excitement.
When the last ring of Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches fit together perfectly, a huge and low roar suddenly rolled out from deep inside the door, as if the entire mountain was responding!
The bronze door embedded in the ground slowly moved, and from the previously pitch-black hole, a huge bronze mechanism protruded. It looked like the mechanism lock that Chen Laomou usually fiddled with, with a groove at the top.
Zhou Yifu put the relic on it with great care, and it fit perfectly.
but
invalid!
At this moment, I suddenly remembered that the relics of the ancient Shu Kingdom were just an empty shell.
However, the complete words "universal love and non-aggression" appeared above the door, indicating that Shi Qingxuan had already activated this sophisticated Mohist mechanism.
At this point, the only difference is strength.
"This mechanism is too old. Let's all push it together."
Shi Qingxuan controlled the mechanism, Zhou Yi was the first to take action, and the Evil King and the Queen followed closely.
Everyone who enters this underground hall is a master.
Those who were incompetent all died outside.
Master Feixuan, Master Zhenyan and Master Daoxin walked out together. When the Buddhists moved, those who were watching also exerted their strength on the bronze mechanism.
When everyone's true energy is mobilized, the protruding mechanism will be pressed down.
At this time, a strange situation occurred!
The bronze mechanism was like a weapon, and the true energy that everyone added to it felt like it was attached to the object.
But driven by a strange mechanism.
The evil emperor's relic in the groove lit up, and the yellow crystal ball seemed to be storing the true energy of two hundred masters.
At this moment, a corner of the veil of the Ancient Evil Emperor was lifted.
Anyone who practices martial arts knows about essence, energy and spirit.
Among the three elements of Yuan Jing, Yuan Qi and Yuan Shen, Yuan Jing is the root of everything, and Yuan Qi and Yuan Shen are obtained by cultivating and improving Yuan Jing.
Yuan Qi and Yuan Shen differ because each practitioner has different circumstances and methods, but Yuan Jing has no differences.
Therefore, the relics can be circulated among different evil emperors.
That was the secret that made the Evil Emperor Xie Bo ecstatic. After years of research, he finally created a method to convert vital energy into vital essence and inject it into the crystal ball.
This bronze mechanism is just like the dragon-shaped stone carving that we have seen before that incorporates martial arts thinking. It also contains secret techniques and contains the wisdom of the magic sect.
Use a special method to transform vital energy into vital essence.
Zhou Yi vaguely sensed a hint of ingenuity in it, a feeling completely different from the casual injection of true Qi he had created.
Only a very few people feel this way.
Most people just feel that the evil emperor's relics are magical and no longer have any doubts.
The power exerted by more than 200 people escaped into the relics when their true energy attached to the bronze mechanism.
This time, Zhou Laotan and others had a strong feeling.
At that time, Emperor Wu of Han abolished all schools of thought and only respected Confucianism. All other schools of thought were evil cults.
The Shengji Sect, which originated from the Mohist school, was dissatisfied and called itself a "saint".
Today, the true qi of more than a hundred schools is injected into the relics, and there is a shocking feeling that after nearly a thousand years, the hundreds of schools have returned and are competing again.
Even the first evil emperor would sigh upon seeing this scene.
“Boom~!”
Suddenly, the underground hall shook. It was obvious how terrifying the power of these two hundred people was.
The raised bronze mechanism was pressed down with a click.
The next moment, several figures quickly reached out to grab the evil emperor's relics, but the hall suddenly sank downwards.
This reminded Zhou Yi of Lu Miaozi's scheme.
Under his comfort zone, there is a second underground comfort zone that can be raised and lowered.
The underground hall of the Evil Emperor Temple really has another secret!
After falling more than twenty feet, the hall seemed to open a big mouth.
Everyone felt their feet drop and fell downwards.
It fell about 25 or 30 feet, and most people landed on the ground.
For these masters, falling from a height of eight feet would at most cause their feet to feel numb.
But the shocking thing is.
The first level of the underground hall just now rose back up. A quick look showed that it was more than thirty feet high.
That is the maximum height a warrior can jump.
Moreover, the entrance was closed, blocking all escape routes!
“Plop, plop~!”
The second-floor hall is even wider, and there is even a large lake. If someone falls into the water, it will cause a huge splash.
Zhou Yi looked up and his face turned pale as he looked up. It was bad.
"Look."
Shi Qingxuan pointed towards the nearby area, where there was an ancient stone tablet.
It says:
"The rejection of all schools of thought has led me to be cynical and worldly, so I have abandoned worldly thoughts and devoted myself solely to medicine, hoping to use my medical skills to decipher the mystery of the 'Dao Heart Demon Planting Method'."
"Later, while searching for ancient medical silk books, I happened to open a tomb from the ancient Qi State and found the tomb owner's pillow relic."
"Using it as a clue, we found the remains of the ancient Shu Kingdom. Later, we learned that Cang Qu, the founder of the Saint Sect, had searched for the War Temple but failed."
“…”
The last line of words was engraved with a signature, the handwriting was faintly legible: "Xie Bo."
It was the first generation of the Evil Emperor.
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