Ye Lingfeng suddenly thought of Bai Zhi, more than four hundred years, people had to think in this direction.

"This is easy to say, just go home and ask Sister Bai" Tang Xinyi said, but it was still a little strange: "If you say so, then Emperor Mingxuan didn't use this altar before, but at least it shows that King Xian did not make a mistake, this kind of altar is indeed weird"

"Yes, Xinyi wife, this kind of altar can't be activated unless it's blood," the creature said.

Hearing this, Tang Xinyi, a scholar, suddenly remembered and said: "Legend has it that during the reign of Emperor Mingxuan, several villages in Jiangbei disappeared in an instant, and no one knew where these people went, could it be .........?"

Tang Xinyi thought of this, and was a little afraid to think about it, could it be that the famous Emperor Mingxuan in the world was actually a demon, and the virtuous king who was spurned by later generations was a true gentleman? In fact, Tang Xinyi already believed it in her heart, because here is the evidence, this strange altar is worshiped by human blood.

"It's impossible for a village to disappear, even if it really disappears, how did it suppress so much pressure from public opinion later?" Ye Lingfeng felt that it was very possible.

"It seems that people's hearts are really sinister, and good people may not have good rewards," Tang Xinyi couldn't help but sigh.

"Wife Xinyi, can you still remember the record about this Emperor Mingxuan?" Ye Lingfeng felt that this matter was very strange.

"No, but there are some wild histories that said that in his later years, Emperor Mingxuan was particularly obsessed with immortality, and found many Taoist priests to practice, hoping that he could live forever, and it is said that there is a Taoist priest who can summon fairies" Tang Xinyi recalled for a while, and finally said.

"Summoning a fairy?immortal?" Ye Lingfeng felt that things were getting more and more weird.

"Xinyi wife, you wait for me here first, when I don't come back, you must not leave here, I'll go and see what this altar is, it's so weird" Ye Lingfeng felt that there was a big secret hidden in this altar.

If nothing else, let's just say that hundreds of years have passed, and now it can still suck human blood, and you can know that there is something strange in it at a glance.

"You..... Be careful," Tang Xinyi said with some concern.

"Don't worry, Xinyi wife" After Ye Lingfeng said a word, he walked in, but this time there were no spikes in the ground, Ye Lingfeng couldn't help but be a little strange, this product is also a master of the arts, and with a punch on the ground, the bluestone-paved road suddenly shattered, and rows of blood troughs appeared below leading to the altar.

After reading it, Ye Lingfeng finally understood, these blood grooves were like oil pipes, and human blood was the source of power for this altar, as long as it was not stained with blood, this altar could not be activated.

And after seeing the thickness of this tube, Ye Lingfeng felt that it was impossible to activate the altar without a few hundred people.

Ye Lingfeng went all the way forward and came to the edge of the altar, there was a futon on the ground, after so many years, it had not been weathered, so he couldn't help but be a little curious, Ye Lingfeng went up and touched it, and found that this futon felt very smooth.

"It is worthy of being used by the emperor" This product picked up the futon as he spoke, but as soon as he came together, he saw that there seemed to be something under the futon, and when he looked at it, it was indeed something like a small pocket, and there was an image like a painting on it, Ye Lingfeng picked up this small pocket and looked at it carefully.

This small pocket is only the size of a palm, more like a sachet for girls, but until now Ye Lingfeng didn't understand what this thing was, so he had to put it away first, ready to go back and let Bai Zhi take a look.

Then the goods circled around the altar again, found nothing unusual, and went back with a stomach full of questions.

"Are you okay?" asked Tang Xinyi with concern.

"It's okay, Xinyi wife, this mat is for you," the thing said.

"What's the use of me asking for this mat?" Tang Xinyi said a little strangely.

"Xinyi's wife, this is a good thing, it was used by the emperor before," said the goods.

After hearing this, Tang Xinyi felt very reasonable and took it, but after taking it, Tang Xinyi felt a fragrance coming from it, and after smelling it, she felt refreshed, and her attention was a lot, and she immediately understood that maybe this thing was really a good thing.

"Alright, let's go back"

"Good"

Ye Lingfeng took Tang Xinyi back the same way, and since he had walked through it once before, this time it seemed very relaxed.

This item clicked on Twelve's body a few times, and Twelve immediately woke up, and then glanced at Ye Lingfeng and said, "Thank you, Mr. Ye."

"It's okay" didn't care, and then said, "Let's go, go to your headquarters"

"Good"

After returning to the previous entrance, where the nine lines were lined up, Ye Lingfeng walked into the first one on the left, which was the headquarters of the Yin Spirit, with Twelve on his back.

It was dark and unbright, but it wasn't very deep, and after a few walks, I came to the headquarters of the Shadows.

After entering the gate, even Tang Xinyi couldn't help but feel a burst of surprise, this place is really a good place, extending in all directions, although the underground is so deep, but there is no sense of depression.

"Mr. Ye, this is our usual place for meetings, but we haven't used it for many years, here is our archive room, you come with me"

"Good"

In front of him appeared were three gates, one with Han written on it, one on Wu, and the last one on Xia.

"Mr. Ye, this is the file of the three dynasties, which one do you want to see?"

"As far as the previous dynasty is concerned, Wu Guo" Ye Lingfeng pointed to the gate in the middle.

Twelve took out an ancient key, opened the door, and walked in with Ye Lingfeng.

As soon as I entered, I saw the dense bookshelves, among which there are a lot of bamboo slips, it can be seen that the things here are indeed very old, but there is also a lot of dust, and at a glance you can know how many years have not been cleaned.

"Don't you know how to clean it up?" Tang Xinyi said a little speechlessly.

"Miss Tang, it's not that we don't get it, but the things here are useless to our ghosts, if you don't come, I'm ready to sell the things here," Twelve said a little speechlessly.

It's no wonder that Twelve, the Yin Ghost is a killer organization, and all he wants is actual information, like these former dynasties are useless for them except to check the family background of some big families, and they also have to occupy space, and he didn't sell it as an antique, which is already good.

"Xinyi wife, let's go find the one about Emperor Mingxuan"

"Good"

There are tens of thousands of books here, and if you want to read every single one, I don't know if you want to see the Year of the Monkey.

Ye Lingfeng found a bookshelf with Emperor Mingxuan written on it and read a few books, but he didn't find the news he wanted, and he was a little disappointed, but at this time, Ye Lingfeng suddenly saw that there seemed to be something in a book, and quickly took it.

Then when I opened the book, I saw a letter, which was still covered with fire paint, and I looked like it had never been opened.

Ye Lingfeng opened the letter, and after seeing it, he was suddenly stunned.

The content of the letter was written by a person named Wu Wenxuan to Emperor Mingxuan, and the content was not much, only a few dozen words.

The heavenly sacrifice has been prepared, and when the time is ripe, our emperor will be able to become an immortal.

After reading this line of words, maybe others would be disdainful, but Ye Lingfeng felt that something was unusual, the Heavenly Sacrifice was probably that altar.

Ye Lingfeng took the letter into his arms, and then began to look for it again, but after searching for a long time, there was nothing new to discover.

"Brother Feng, come and see," Tang Xinyi said.

"What's wrong, Xinyi's wife?" the thing hurriedly ran over.

Tang Xinyi held a wild history in his hand, and then said: "According to this wild history, Emperor Mingxuan did practice heavenly sacrifices back then, but it was not in the southern capital."

"Where is that?" Ye Lingfeng was a little strange, and then an idea suddenly popped into his mind, and he immediately asked, "Is it to pick up Heavenly City?"

"You.... You know?" said Tang Xinyi with some surprise.

"But didn't the one before say that there were fewer people in Jiangbei's village, how could it be in Jietian City?" Ye Lingfeng said a little strangely.

"Emperor Mingxuan has made several heavenly sacrifices, and one of them is in the Heavenly City"