On this side, Zulong is cultivating.

Originally, his health was not good, and he was beaten by Bai Ze with a severe concussion, so he was lying in bed in bed for the past few days, half-asleep, and his brain was confused a lot.

He felt that his time was running out.

But Xu Fu has not heard from him so far, and it seems that he is immortal, after all, it is just empty talk.

As soon as he thought of this, he also thought about it a lot, and he thought that if there was really a netherworld after death, then he would take his own army of terracotta warriors and horses to kill a piece of armor in the underworld and complete his ambition to dominate the world.

That's fast!

Thinking about it, Zu Long let out a hearty laugh.

The eunuch palace maid at the door hurriedly lowered her head and pretended not to hear anything.

In the past two days, this majesty of theirs has been really moody, and has already beheaded dozens of people, and they don't want to be next.

"Who!"

The five-clawed golden dragon sensed that someone was approaching, and this person was very dangerous, so he took the initiative to appear as a protector.

"The spirituality is very good, but it's a pity that there are too many killings and resentments, and it is difficult to go further. ”

The person who came was naturally the middle-aged man with gray skin and golden eyes.

For the five-clawed golden dragon, he admires it very much, full of spirituality at the same time, but also powerful and domineering.

Its starting point is very high, and it also has the emperor-level mental strength of the ancestral dragon, and the dragon vein heart pattern is constantly nourished, and it grows very rapidly.

In terms of all conditions, its ceiling is very high, and it has reached the threshold of super-spirits, but it cannot be crossed.

And this reason appeared in Zulong's body.

The ancestral dragon did too much evil, and countless sins and resentments converged towards him.

If it had been someone else, he would have died a long time ago.

But he is an ancestral dragon, and his strong emperor-level mental strength automatically resists these evil resentments, making it impossible for them to get close.

But because of this, in the past ten years, the ancestral dragon can no longer be promoted, and his five-clawed golden dragon can only stay at the stage of the spirit body.

As his body decayed, he gradually became unable to resist these sinful resentments, and they penetrated deep into the ancestral dragon's body like maggots attached to the bones.

Little by little, the encroachment accelerated the decline of the ancestral dragon.

"Hmph, I'm not afraid of this little grudge, they resent me, which means that they are powerless to resist, cough cough cough ......"

As he spoke, Zu Long coughed violently, feeling like he was about to cough up blood.

"Who are you?"

"My name is not worth mentioning, but I have heard that there is a great emperor in the East, so I have come to pay a visit, and I will pay a tribute and give a gift, and ask Your Majesty to accept it with a smile. ”

"Oh, that's to see what you're paying tribute to. ”

"This thing is too huge, please move outside the hall to take a look. ”

When Zu Long came to the outside of the hall, he saw the huge Nian Stone.

When he saw that this so-called gift was a stone, Zu Long felt a little unhappy in his heart.

"This is your gift to me?"

"Your Majesty, don't look at this thing as a stone, in fact, ......"

"Actually, what?"

The middle-aged man stretched out his voice and did not continue, and Zu Long also cooperated with the question.

"In fact, it's a boulder. ”

“......”

Zu Long gave the middle-aged man a look, and his eyes were full of murderous aura.

He hated this kind of play, especially the middle-aged man's frivolous tone, although he kept shouting His Majesty, but he didn't take him seriously at all, he hated this feeling.

If it weren't for the five-clawed golden dragon being jealous of him, his body not recovering, and the generals not by his side, how could the ancestral dragon tolerate him.

"Your Majesty doesn't know, this boulder has a history. ”

"Oh, where did it come from?"

"It came from outside the heavens, and it came down in Dongjun last night, and I brought it here and dedicated it to Your Majesty. ”

"It turned out to be an extraterrestrial meteorite, that's strange, but it came to Dongjun, that's my thing, you take my thing to give it to me?"

The meaning of Zu Long's words is already obvious, your statement is ridiculous, and he doesn't accept it.

The middle-aged man smiled and continued: "This thing is called the Nian Stone, which can absorb mental energy. ”

"That's not unusual. ”

This is indeed not unusual, there are such things as Nian Shi, Qin Shi Huang also has some in his hands, but they are not as big as this.

But it's nothing special except for its size.

"Your Majesty, you are making terracotta warriors, do you want to let them be in the underworld after a hundred years, and become your Yin soldiers to conquer the palace, or wait for you to recover and conquer the world for you?"

Zu Long stared at the middle-aged man deeply, and in the face of Zu Long's gaze, the middle-aged man was indifferent, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

This expression of this goods, in modern terms, is pretending.

But in this era, that is the demeanor of a master, after all, the strength of a middle-aged man, Zu Long really can't figure him out.

"What do you want?"

"I have a way to help Your Majesty, to give the Terracotta Warriors and Horses spirituality, so that they can become invincible and invincible undead legions in Your Majesty's hands. ”

"Oh, so what's going to do that?"

"It's very simple, grind this neminitan into powder, integrate it into the pigment, and apply it to the surface of the terracotta warriors, and when the time comes, the pigment will fade, and the powder of the nianshi will naturally merge with the terracotta warriors and horses, absorbing mental strength and casting spirituality. ”

"I see. ”

This statement is not unusual, but the more Zu Long thinks about it, the more feasible he feels, but there is a technical problem.

"It's just that this nian stone is indestructible, and ordinary people can't hurt it at all, even if it's ......."

If it's just the size of a walnut, Zulong still has some ways to grind it slowly, but with such a big one, he has nothing to do.

"Your Majesty need not worry. ”

After that, the middle-aged man slapped his backhand, and the huge chanting stone turned into powder in front of the ancestral dragon, and the five fingers were bent, and the powder automatically gathered together.

"Your Majesty is satisfied with this gift. ”

"Satisfied, I like it very much. ”

Zu Long said that he liked it, but there was no joy in his heart, because the strength of the middle-aged man had exceeded his expectations.

If that palm falls on your body, will you also turn into ashes?

That palm looked light, but the power was real, and Zu Long didn't have that confidence, so he could go next.

"Your Majesty's desire to live forever is actually very simple, as long as you go one step further and make the five-clawed golden dragon become a divine dragon, then Your Majesty will be able to gain at least a few thousand or even tens of thousands of years of lifespan soon?"

The middle-aged man was painting a big cake for Zulong, but Zulong just ate this set, and she was moved.

"What do you have to do?"

"Your Majesty, please listen to me......"

In this way, the terracotta warriors and horses were mass-produced and hoarded in the imperial tombs.

It wasn't until 2,000 years later that they were excavated, and when the terracotta warriors were exposed to the air, the pigment on their bodies quickly faded.

In that information age, the terracotta warriors and horses absorbed the mental energy, and they were no longer ordinary terracotta figurines, they were silently waiting for the moment when the ancestral dragon woke up.

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