Chapter Ninety-Five: The Imperial Tomb
The little monk first combed his forehead without hair, and then folded his hands and said: "Amitabha Buddha, the little monk's Dharma name is like going, he is a disciple of the Brahma Zen lineage, the family teacher Emperor Shakya, and people give him the nickname Nine Nirvana Buddha Emperor." The little monk is a fledgling and has a bad reputation, but helplessly gold will always shine, and my light cannot be stopped. Called a pear blossom pressed begonia by the brothers on the road, the graceful and graceful like clotted fat, the first beautiful man in the sky and the earth who is loved by the fairy witch!"
"Poof!" Before he could finish his words, many people couldn't suppress their injuries and spat out a mouthful of blood.
But the monk didn't seem to notice this, and Gu Fang admired herself: "Although there are countless fairies and female bodhisattvas waiting for me, but the poor monks are bent on the Tao, only seeking Bodhi, but it is to make them sad......!
"Master, you Zen lineages have always been the ones who like to criticize the Buddha the most, how can you call it worthy of it?" a Xuanmen disciple said curiously.
"Well, don't care about these details!"
"Hehe!" everyone sneered in unison.
"Amitaba is a Buddha, they are all vulgar people, I don't understand the Buddha's demeanor, you can understand it......" If you go to the monk and shake the non-existent hair, there is a feeling that everyone is drunk and I am awake.
Ignoring this narcissist, everyone on the field seemed to stand in line, He Heng and many Xuanmen disciples formed a faction, Gong Shenjuan took a few surviving Demon Sect disciples into a faction, if he went, he was still lonely and self-appreciative, Ji Xikong was a little embarrassed, with Xiang Suyan and Ji Guikong forming their own faction, Ling Hao Xuan snorted coldly and stood behind Xie Ran.
No matter how the team stood, everyone looked at Liu Ding.
After a long time, Liu Ding looked at everyone and said indifferently: "Everything you do is for the inheritance of Danxiao, and this secret is related, this king can tell you, and I hope you can make an oath and not embarrass me." ”
"What if I don't make this oath?" Before the others could speak, Gong Shenjuan spoke first, looking at Liu Ding with a gloomy gaze, and his tone was full of murderous intent.
"That king has no choice but to burn all the jade, whether this king's life is important, or the inheritance of the Danxiao Dao people, one of the nine heavens, is important, please think twice!" Liu Ding said neither humbly nor arrogantly, without the slightest panic in his tone.
"Hmph!" Gong Shenjuan snorted coldly, standing aside like a statue and not saying anything more.
Ji Xikong said: "As long as you tell us the secret of Danxiao's inheritance, we can guarantee that we will never embarrass Daliang." ”
He Heng, Xie Ran, Ru Qu and the others also nodded, representing a few forces that agreed with what Ji Xikong said.
Liu Ding looked at Gong Shenjuan again, the latter snorted coldly, and finally nodded, but he also added: "Boy, if you dare to lie to me, Lao Tzu will definitely let you understand what the Demon Gate is!"
Regarding the threat of Gong Shenjuan, Liu Ding just smiled lightly: "Rest assured, this king dares to make a blood oath, and everything he says will be true." ”
"Hehe, the truth can sometimes deceive people!" He Heng suddenly sneered, stared at Liu Dingdao, and said: "I want you to make an oath that 'anyone who is waiting for us, if there is a limit because of what you say, you will be destroyed'!"
"Brother Zhang, you are indeed thoughtful, okay, this oath has been made by this king!" Liu Ding glanced at He Heng deeply, and swore directly to the sky: "I, Liu Ding, swear by blood here, deed to the sky, all the words that I said this time will cause many Taoist friends in the great heaven to be in crisis, and they will be destroyed!"
After he took the oath, a blood-colored mark immediately appeared on his right arm, which was the punishment mark of the blood oath, and as long as he violated the oath, he would be devoured by cause and effect, and his form and spirit would be destroyed.
After seeing that mark, He Heng and the others immediately made an oath that they would not take the initiative to harm Liu Ding and destroy the Liang court.
"Okay, now you can tell the secret, right?" Ji Xikong asked silently, his face extremely indifferent.
Liu Ding smiled lightly: "Naturally, what you are looking for is under the imperial tomb of my imperial family, and since I entered the mausoleum of Taizu, it is the entrance of Danxiao's inheritance! ”
"You don't have to worry about it!" He Heng drank coldly, and couldn't help but clench the pill obtained through the Tongtian Rank in his hand.
"What do you represent?" He Heng muttered, Ji Xikong suddenly looked at him, looked at the pill in his hand, and said, "This time it's up to Brother He!"
Ji Guikong said to himself coldly: "Is the imperial tomb very, it will be your cemetery......
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Liu Ding is indeed a character, and through layers of disguise, he became the final victor and ascended to the throne of Daliang.
But this was nothing to He Heng and the others, so they didn't have any interest in the leader of this ant.
Three days later, He Heng and many people came to the Great Liang Emperor's Mausoleum.
As far as the eye can see, the dark space is deep and infinite. Everyone quickly walked to the end of the space, touched something, and after shaking the mountains for a while, they came to a valley with the fragrance of birds and flowers, bright spring light, warm sun, flowing streams, and strong flowers and plants, revealing endless vitality.
But this is not what He Heng and the others observed, what made them frown was that this valley seemed to have no exit, and even the voice that was spoken could only hover in this space of dozens of zhang, forming an echo, which could not be transmitted and left.
"What now?"
He Heng took out the pill and threw it into the valley, the pill sank into the stream, the earth suddenly cracked, and a deep road appeared under everyone's feet.
"Liu Ding is right, you need to touch the ban here to enter, follow me, with this elixir, you can avoid many formations, but we can say okay, except for the most important inheritance, half of the other things belong to me, and you can divide the rest by yourself, and the final inheritance depends on your ability." He Heng's eyes suddenly flashed with a strange light, facing everyone.
"This is natural, this elixir is Brother He's thing, and you should take half of it. Ji Xikong and the others nodded.
"That's fine. He Heng nodded and entered the passage first.
After everyone had passed, the road gradually disappeared and the valley remained.
Suddenly, a slender figure appeared here, reflected on the ground, and looked at the place where the road disappeared with cold eyes, and let out a sneer.
Under the bright sun, his face was clearly visible, his eyes were deep, his hair was black, his face was angular, and he was wearing a soap feather suit unique to the True Martial Sect, which was He Heng who had just entered.
Gazing into the valley, he let out a sneer.