The old passageway, a smell of decay greets you.

Blood Luo's fingers pinched, the true yuan swayed, and a gust of wind blew into it.

After a few moments, he walked inside.

The gray-white staircase, Xueluo has walked countless times, and he will not go wrong in the darkness.

There were dried oil lamps on the walls, which could not be lit.

After walking down the stairs, Xueluo skillfully popped out the five true elements, activating the five illuminated spirit stones above his head.

The entire empty hall suddenly dispelled the darkness and brightened.

On the walls, there are murals.

The first painting, like the most primitive children's graffiti, has simple lines, and it is the appearance of several people around a campfire.

In the second painting, it turned into a group of high-crowned scholars, pointing fingers and feet, as if saying something.

Later, the third painting is the word "Qi" of Qi State, with a hideous and fierce momentum.

Someone wrote a paragraph below.

"Inherited for hundreds of generations, where are the ancestors?"

"Who are we?"

Xueluo stood under the painting, standing quietly for a moment.

Directly above the hall, at the end of the nine steps; It was an emperor's throne dragon chair, and on the right hand side of the dragon chair was a jade seal.

On the left-hand side is a small stone desk with a short golden whip on it.

It is three feet six inches and five minutes long, and has twenty-one sections.

Each section can have four sigils, for a total of eighty-four sigils.

This short whip is a magic weapon imitated by a certain generation of ancestors according to the rumored deeds and legends of Taigongwang, the ancestor of the Qi Kingdom, before Xueluo inherited the secret of this underground palace.

Although it is also a magic weapon with very spiritual energy, after all, it is far from comparable to the magic weapon in the legend of Taigongwang.

After all, a ritual artifact is a tool, and it is still an artifact that can be made by a person.

And the magic weapon, which can only be heard about in the story, has long exceeded the limit of human monks.

Xueluo took a deep breath and knelt down in the direction of the dragon chair.

"Unfilial descendant Jiang Wuji, please use the spirit whip."

He knocked deeply on the ground and bowed his head and shouted.

The dragon chair trembled slightly, as if it had heard Xueluo's words.

Then, the golden spirit whip slowly flew up and landed in front of Blood Luo.

"Thank you for the gift of your ancestors!"

Blood Luo respectfully raised the golden spirit whip above his head with both hands, and bowed down in the direction of the dragon chair.

"I will restore the will of my ancestors! Solve the mysteries of the nations, the gods, and the heavenly courts! ”

"May the ancestors bless you!"

The dragon chair no longer trembled, and everything in the dungeon returned to silence.

Blood Luo stood up, put the twenty-one golden spirit whip into the storage bag, and walked to the side hall of the hall.

There, there is a Zhou Tian array with a radius of two zhang.

On the Zhou Tian Array, there are finger-length terracotta figurines distributed in three hundred and sixty-five positions.

In the middle of this Zhou Heavenly Array, there is a Heavenly Fortune Building, and there is also a terracotta figurine villain upstairs, holding a small spirit whip.

The whole distribution design is the same as that of Yishan City.

No, it should be said that the design of Yishan City is the same as the Zhou Tian Array here.

The more than 300 statues in Yishan City only had time to be completed, and the number of 365 was not yet allocated, and they were not arranged according to their positions.

Blood Luo silently looked at this detailed Zhou Tian array diagram, and his endless hatred and killing intent for Lin Nan of the Great Dao Sect, the Great Ape King of the Monster, Dongfang Wang, and the Blue Forgetfulness of the Imperial Sword Sect rose even more.

"It's only one year away, it's only one step away."

"It was destroyed by a puppet!"

"Dao Zong Lin Nan, where did the roadblock come from?"

"Dear descendants, you have caused me a big problem!"

After saying this to himself, Xueluo waved his hand, and the hall turned into darkness again.

Back on the ground, Xueluo put away the jade pendant and restored the mechanism.

On the second day, the ragged "Jiang Youdao" was sent to the prison by Tian Zihuan.

"Good news, Lan Wangji has returned to the Imperial Sword Sect."

"You're more sure."

Tian Zihuan whispered.

Jiang Youdao bowed slightly: "Dongfang Wang stayed?" ”

"In Ranshan City, our people can't get close, and those monsters have a very strong sense of sight and smell, and they don't talk to our people much." Tian Zihuan said, "But by counting their numbers, it is true that there are two less people wearing hats." ”

"It can be determined that the three dead remnants of the Jiang family have gathered in the Great Dao Sect."

Dead leftovers?

"Jiang Youdao", the incarnation of Blood Luo, glanced at Tian Zihuan with an inexplicable gaze.

Tian Zihuan was a little inexplicable by him.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, as long as you kill Lin Nan, the Great Dao Sect will be destroyed, these three people from the Jiang family, let me deal with them when the time comes." Xueluo said hoarsely.

"Naturally, no problem."

Considering Xueluo's means, living may not be as happy as dying, Tian Zihuan thinks that Xueluo is ready to concoct the three brothers and sisters of the Jiang family.

Therefore, he agreed unusually simply.

Originally, I wanted to catch Jiang Yunshu and Jiang Yunrui, so that I could have a pastime; Now that the Tian family has no absolute advantage, Tian Zihuan no longer dares to delay major events because of women.

After Tian Zihuan left, "Jiang Youdao" shrank in the corner of the deep prison, motionless.

After a long time, a figure slowly walked in and came to the front of the cell.

"Jiang Youdao?"

The voice called.

"Jiang Youdao" seemed to be weak, and raised his eyes to look: "Ah? ”

Seeing his appearance, it was indeed Jiang Youdao after being thin, Jiang Yunpo had mixed feelings in his heart, and slowly squatted down, looking at his father who was shrunk into a ball.

"Father...... Your Majesty said that the reason why I dragged you to other places before was to create a bloodline search map. ”

"Later, the eldest brother, eldest sister, and younger sister all found a place to settle safely, and the bloodline search for relatives lost its effect, so they put you back."

"Are you feeling better now? Father. ”

"Hmm." "Jiang Youdao" was a little sluggish in his reaction.

Jiang Yunpo felt a little heartache, secretly thinking that his father had been tortured by Tian Zihuan and them.

After asking two more questions, seeing that "Jiang Youdao" always answered very briefly, Jiang Yunpo had no choice but to sigh.

Just then, a jailer led another stupid, skinny prisoner over.

"Your Excellency, you haven't gone out yet?"

"Your Majesty has just issued an order, no one is allowed to come to see Jiang Youdao, nor is he allowed to bring him food and water, just wait for him to starve to death and bury him."

The jailer took the initiative to greet Jiang Yunpo.

Jiang Yunpo's heart sank: Finally, Tian Zihuan is still going to be poisoned.

"Who's that prisoner next to you?"

"Oh, a prisoner, already stupid...... It's also a stupid thing at our disposal, do you know, my lord? The jailer laughed, "If you want me to release this prisoner, he will be worthless anyway!" ”

Two prisoners who were about the same size, stupid and almost identical......

One can be taken away at will, and the other is his own father, who is about to starve to death.

Jiang Yunpo's heart was pounding.

Get your feet wet?

Perhaps this is the time to repay the kindness of nurturing.