In a deep mountain, tens of thousands of soldiers are stationed here, and they are wearing standard armor and shuttling through this deep mountain.

Many soldiers sent some huge rocks into the depths of the mountain, and cut down many of the trees in the mountain.

Under a boulder, a young soldier slept against a stone, with a look of exhaustion on his face that could not be concealed.

Not far away, an old soldier was directing everyone to carry stones deep into the mountain, and when he turned around, he happened to see this young soldier sleeping by the stone, and he frowned slightly.

The old soldier said hello to the people around him, and walked towards the young soldier under the boulder.

"Xinwu Xinwu!"

The old soldier shouted twice, and seeing that the young soldier still showed no signs of waking up, he shook his head helplessly, bent down and shook the young soldier's body.

"Huh?"

The young soldier who was called Xinwu by the old soldier seemed to wake up, and reached out and rubbed his eyes.

"Xinwu!"

The old pawn's voice sounded again, and his tone was a little stern.

The young soldier opened his eyes and looked blankly at the person in front of him, the old soldier had gray temples, his face was covered with vicissitudes, and there was a conspicuous scar on the side of his mouth.

"Where is this?" the young soldier named Xin Wu spoke, but he looked a little inexplicable.

When the old man heard this, he blew his beard and glared angrily, and slapped Xin Wu on the back of the head.

"You little bunny, lazy to sleep, sleepy!?"

"Oops!" Xin Wu cried out in pain, attracting the attention of the people around him.

Someone looked at the old man and the two pawns, and said with a smile: "Old bitter! Teach yourself a lesson again? You always hit him in the head, be careful to beat Xiao Wu stupidly!"

The old man, who was called an old man, turned around and said to the crowd in disgust: "Go, go, Lao Tzu teaches his son, what is the matter with you? If you delay for another two days, the king will be to blame!"

After everyone heard this, they teased the old man a few more words, and then went to their own work.

Lao Ku turned his head and looked at his son with a confused face in front of him, and he only felt angry.

"Xin Wu, Xin Wu, when Lao Tzu asked you not to follow, you wanted to come, let you come, you don't do things well every day, you only know how to be lazy!"

Xin Wu raised his head and looked at the old pawn in front of him, only to remember that this seemed to be his father.

He raised his hand and tapped his head, the memory in his mind seemed to be foggy.

When Lao Ku saw him like this, he was even more angry and scolded him.

In the midst of Lao Ku's reprimand, Xin Wu's mind seemed to have come to his senses, and he gradually remembered the past.

Now it is the thirty-first year of Emperor Xin, at this time the five continents are not stable, since the establishment of the Tang Emperor, Yin Shang Longting dominates the five continents, overwhelms the Fangwai sect, and opens the prosperous era of the Dragon Court.

Until the past hundred years, many Fangwai sects began to be active frequently, intending to overthrow the rule of the Yin Shang Dragon Court, and even did not hesitate to support the Great Zhou Ji clan as the co-masters of the five continents.

It was not until after the king ascended the throne that the battle of Shang and Zhou officially began, and now, the situation in the five continents has become a game of saints, and all the saints are ants.

The name of this place is Yin Mountain, it is rumored that there is a dragon vein of Yin Shang, a few years ago, the king secretly ordered to build an underground palace here!

The person in front of him is his father, whose name is hard, and now he is called an old bitter by everyone, his name is like his name, he has worked hard all his life, he entered the barracks when he was a teenager, and even fought with the king of his youth, since then, this is the capital he boasted of, and often said that he had drunk a pot of wine with the king on the battlefield.

Lao Ku has been in the barracks for half his life, and his cultivation is only in the Five Qi Dynasty, he may have limited talents, and his physical body is difficult to connect with seven stars, but his official position is at least a thousand commanders.

Xin Wu is the only son of Lao Ku, and his talent is better than that of Lao Ku, but he is a complete gentleman, who never concentrates on cultivation, and his cultivation is only eight to break seven.

Since the king of Xuan secretly ordered the construction of the underground palace, Lao Ku and the rest of the commanders were assigned to Yinshan, leading tens of thousands of people to carry the materials for the construction of the underground palace every day.

They had never entered the dungeon, and it was said that the King of Xuan had sent many great cultivators of the Divine Realm to enter, and even saints accompanied him.

Tens of thousands of them have been stationed in this mountain for nine years, during which they have never left, in addition to transporting materials every day, they are building the periphery of the underground palace, and casting a stone figurine!

The stone figurines are a terracotta warrior with the same armor and even the same appearance as everyone else

In other words, it is necessary for all the soldiers to create stone figurines that are exactly like them.

And Xin Wu was originally not qualified to enter Yin Mountain, and the army led by Lao Ku was all soldiers with immortal road cultivation.

After Lao Ku received the order, he was concerned about Xin Wu and went home to inform him, but after Xin Wu knew, he had to go with Lao Ku, and then he also experienced a lot of twists and turns before he could be stationed in Yinshan with Lao Ku.

Nine years have passed, and Xin Wu has long been tired of this unchanging and miserable life, and he tries to be lazy every day.

"You turtle son, aren't you stupid?" Seeing that Xin Wu was absent-minded, Lao Ku became even more angry, and opened his mouth to scold.

Xin Wu came back to his senses at this time, and when he looked at his father in front of him, he felt a sense of familiarity.

"I'm the turtle son, so aren't you the eighth king?" Xin Wu couldn't help but reply, but after saying this, even he himself was stunned, how could he dare to say this?

Lao Ku was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious, and said, "Okay, you rabbit cub, now you dare to talk back to Lao Tzu?"

Just as Lao Ku raised his hand to fight Xin Wu, a shout came from behind him, "Old Ku, Old Ku, Come here!"

Lao Ku stopped his hand, turned his head, looked at the person who shouted, and saw that he was anxious, Lao Ku turned around and said to Xin Wu: "Go and do things, if you dare to be lazy, Lao Tzu wants you to look good!"

With that, Lao Ku turned around and left.

Xin Wu, who stayed in place, stood up, patted the dust on his body, touched his head, and said to himself: "Could it be that I am really sleepy?

"Xiao Wu, come and move the stones, and when I come back to see you, I won't beat you!"

Hearing someone shouting to himself, Xin Wu responded with a smile and walked up.

Just as he took a step, he suddenly felt a trance in his mind, and a feeling of discomfort arose.

"Why do you seem to have forgotten something very important?"

In the depths of Yin Mountain, outside the stone stairs of the underground palace.

"What's the matter? Shouting me so urgently?" Lao Ku came here and said to a few people outside the underground palace.

These people are all the commanders who came to Yinshan with Lao Ku this time, and one of them turned around, only to see him frowning, and said to Lao Ku: "Listen to yourself"

After he finished speaking, he shut up, and the rest of the people did not speak, the scene quieted down, and the old man walked forward, feeling strange, and was about to open his mouth to ask again, when there was a terrible ghost cry from the bottomless stone staircase at the entrance of the underground palace.

"Door"

The mournful ghost cry was extremely weird, telling vague words, coming from the underground palace, making people's hairs explode, frightened and panicked.

Lao Ku's face was instantly ugly, and he looked at the few people beside him, all of whom were pale.

"How long has this been?"

"Not long after you left yesterday evening, it began. One of them replied.

Yesterday was the time when the great monks of the Divine Realm would go out of the underground palace to collect materials every year, but yesterday the commanders waited here, and no one walked out of the underground palace until the evening.

"Have you ever been out of the dungeon?" asked Lao Ku.

The man who spoke earlier replied, "No Great Cultivator of the Divine Realm has come out since you left."

After saying this, everyone fell into a long silence, everyone would have thought that there was something wrong in the underground palace, and even the Great Cultivator of the God Realm was implicated, and it was difficult to get out of the tomb.

"I'm afraid this matter is very important, but do you want to return to the king at once?" someone hesitated.

After pondering for a while, he spoke: "I have received a military order, and I must not go out of the mountain, if I go out at this time, I will definitely be dealt with by military law."

"What do you say about the old bitterness? This thing is very weird, you haven't heard this terrible ghost cry, such a big thing has happened, do you have to drag it on?" a commander interrupted the old bitter and said anxiously.

After listening to it for a while, the old man continued: "After I left yesterday, I learned that the king had sent someone into the mountain to inform me that in a few days, there would be something important to send the king to come!"

When everyone heard this, they were shocked and said, "One word side by side king, evil lord!?"

Lao Ku nodded and replied, "Yes, we still have to wait patiently for a few days, and then we will inform you about this matter when Lord Evil arrives." ”

The commanders nodded and replied, "It's safe to do this, but I don't know what to do in this underground palace."

Lao Ku let out a turbid breath and said: "It's not that you haven't heard rumors, it is rumored that Yin Mountain is buried with my Great Shang Dragon Vein, and this underground palace is more likely to be the mausoleum built by the king for himself, how can something ominous happen in it!?"

"The Great Cultivators of the Divine Realm haven't come out, maybe something has delayed, or the materials from the last time haven't been used up yet."

Everyone seemed a little taboo when they heard Lao Ku say this, but they still nodded.

"Old bitter, these words are just a few of our brothers talking in private, in the future, don't talk nonsense about mausoleums and the like, you are not talking about others, that's the king, be careful of losing your head!"

Lao Ku smiled when he heard this, and even hooked the scars on the corners of his mouth, and said: "It's okay, I once went into battle with the king to kill the enemy, and I drank a pot of wine together, the king won't blame me for this little thing!"

Several commanders couldn't help laughing, and shook their heads, this old bitterness is good for anything, but it can't change this problem of bragging!

Seeing that several of them still looked disbelieving, Lao Ku pursed his lips and said, "You love to believe it or not!"

Everyone left the entrance of the dungeon together, and in the depths of the dungeon, the strange and terrible ghost cry was still heard.

When Lao Ku returned, Xin Wu was working, carrying the huge stones with the others.

"Everyone, stop!" shouted the old man.

Everyone stopped their movements and looked at Lao Ku together.

"In the last few days, things don't have to be moved to the entrance of the dungeon, just move here and put them here, no one is allowed to get close to the entrance of the dungeon, and an adult will come in the next few days!"

After hearing this, everyone put down the things in their hands and asked, "Old Ku, which big man is coming?"

The old man scolded with a wry smile: "What do you care about so much?

Everyone talked about it, Xin Wu rubbed his hands, came to Lao Ku's side, and called him "Lao Ku" like everyone else.

"Old bitterness, who is coming?"

Seeing Xin Wu's enthusiastic appearance, Lao Ku snorted coldly and said, "I don't know how to do work, but there are a lot of questions!"

Xin Wu is thick-skinned, and he is also used to being scolded by the old bitter, this is not light or heavy, it is like a tickle for him, he asked again with a hippie smile: "You just say, what else do you have to sell with your son?"

Lao Ku snorted: "Do you still know that you are my seed? I thought you wanted to be my father!"

"Hey, I've never thought of this! Don't slander me, old man!" Xin Wu hurriedly said.

Lao Ku snorted again, turned to leave, but when he left, he still satisfied him, and said, "It's the evil lord who is coming." ”

Xin Wu was shocked at first, then revealed his expectation, and finally his eyes became confused.

"Why do I feel an indescribable familiarity with this name?"

In the evil tomb, the deepest part of the tomb.

In front of a huge bronze door.

Zhang Yong's Dharma body and the strange monk 'Yi Nian Demon' wearing a pitch-black robe stood opposite each other.

Zhang Yong held a cold sword flowing in the sky.

"How could the Buddha have deceived Ananda?

A chanter let out a hoarse laugh.

"If Ananda is voluntary, then how can there be me?"

Zhang Yong sighed when he heard this, this is also the question he asked Ananda on the stone bridge.

"If you insist on reviving the Yin Soldiers and taking them into your own hands, then don't blame me. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yong's body stepped out, and the soul soldier in his hand was so cold that it seemed that even time could be frozen.

"Broken by the Snow"

When the killing technique was about to be sacrificed, Zhang Yong and Yi Nian Demon changed their expressions at the same time, their brows furrowed, and Zhang Yong cut off this killing technique by himself.

After a while, Yi Nian Mo laughed.

"Somebody got there?"

"Interesting, really interesting!"

Zhang Yong also frowned, it was a human atmosphere, could it be that those teenagers who entered the tomb broke in by mistake?

It seems that his consciousness has been attached to those things, dreaming back to ancient times. ”

Yi Nian Demon seemed to be interested in this, "I just don't know if I went to the Ancient or the Middle Ages?"

He looked at Zhang Yong and said, "Why don't I gamble with you?"

Zhang Yong loosened his brows and said with a smile: "Monks can also be involved in gambling?"

Yi Nian Mo snorted coldly: "Ananda is a Buddhist monk, but I am not, even if it is, I am also a demon monk." ”

Zhang Yong dispersed the soul soldiers in his hand and took a step forward.

Yi Nian Demon also took a step forward and said, "I will make a bet with you, this person who dreams of returning to the ancients can still return to the world alive!" (To be continued.) )