Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Ancient Tomb!
In the main hall of Lingxiao Palace, a middle-aged man was sitting on the desk and pondering, his tightly knit brows had never stretched, and a steel needle in front of the case was lying quietly, not long ago, it was this inconspicuous steel needle that almost killed this man! He was the founding emperor of Great Qin-Zhao Zheng!
"Ahem"
The old man's cough remembered, and he turned back and forth, a little weird in this heavily guarded place, but after Zhao Zheng heard it, he hurriedly got up, bowed his hand and said, "Father, how can I still come here in person for a little thing?"
"It's a trivial matter? The Ancient Tomb is related to the future of Great Qin, how can it be a child's play" The old man was a little annoyed, and Zhao Yue beside him pursed his lips and laughed non-stop, without the slightest sense of restraint
"What!?, there is a group of ancient tombs about to be born?" Zhao Zheng said in surprise, as the lord of the empire, he didn't find any news
"It's true, Dad" Zhao Yue raised his nose and said angrily, "Mr. Emperor of Qigu has hinted that in half a year at most, there will be earth-shattering changes in the Northwest Arctic Cold Land!"
"Each ancient tomb represents a kind of inheritance, although my Great Qin can't compete with the top families, but Gu will also want to get a piece of the pie" Zhao Zheng said confidently, this strong self-confidence is formed over time and has been embedded in the bone marrow
"This matter must not be sloppy" The old man said: "Hundreds of years ago, there was also a desolate ancient tomb that was born, Jingting Xuan, Izumo Sect and many other big forces who don't know where to come from fought like a mountain of blood and bones, which can be regarded as a sad song."
"Oh, who killed the deer in the end of the Ancient Tomb?" Zhao Zheng asked curiously
"Although I am only a fourth-order cultivator, from the news I have heard from all sides, it seems that there is no force to get that tomb, the most outrageous statement is that the tomb town killed the people who participated in the hunting, and finally ran away by himself" The old man smiled, and the wrinkles on his face also relaxed, as if returning to the stirring years
"Maybe it's true" A strange look flashed in Zhao Zheng's eyes, but it was quickly disguised, "How could the tomb run by itself" Zhao Yue pouted and said in a low voice
"Make plans early" The old man reminded, he knew Zhao Zheng's character very well, as long as he wanted to do it, he would do whatever it took to achieve it
"Father, rest assured, even if it is hell, Lone will lead Daqin's iron cavalry to level the mountains and rivers of the underworld" The words are sonorous and powerful, revealing strong self-confidence
"Hmm," the old man nodded
"What happened to the appearance of the ancient world, there are so many peerless powerhouses buried in the wasteland" Zhao Zheng sighed sincerely, he himself knew how much ability a heaven-level powerhouse had, and the number of heaven-level powerhouses in this world was no more than two fingers!
In the distant ancients, when the order of heaven and earth had not yet been fully formed, how many proud sons of heaven in the human world abandoned the heavenly realm and chose to stay in the human world, but in the long history of the future, there was no more information about them, and it became a mystery that could never be revealed, and the appearance of the ancient tomb is undoubtedly the best clue
"When I traveled in my early years, I once glimpsed an ancient book in an ancient cave, all of which are ancient words, and I have read a large number of ancient books over the years, and found that there are a large number of words related to dragon, darkness, and heaven frequently appear in them, and a surname - Liu has been repeatedly mentioned!"
"Grandpa, don't say it so scary" Zhao Yue pouted on the side, she was not interested in these at all, and she was still thinking about going back to Yueyu Mansion to teach Zhao Tianyu a good lesson
"Yue'er, don't spread today's events, otherwise the family law will serve" Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows and said warningly
"I know, I'm not interested" Zhao Yue pursed his lips and made a grimace at Zhao Zheng
"Hahaha, by the way, what is the little thing you just said?" the old man asked with a smile as he stroked his pale goatee
"A few nights ago, someone was going to assassinate the Lone King!" Zhao Zheng opened his hand and took the steel needle on the desk in his hand, handed it to the old man, and asked, "Does my father know his origin?"
The old man took the steel needle, and the withered old hand touched it, and there was an obvious mark on the top of the three-foot-long needle, as if it had been deliberately erased so that no one could see the mark
"How many years have it been, and it's still this trick," the old man shook his head helplessly
"Father recognizes this?" Zhao Zheng was surprised
"Don't underestimate this little steel needle, this is a high-grade magic weapon, to be precise, it is a magic weapon that specializes in attacking and killing in the dark" The old man said, "There will be no movement at the moment of activation, no matter how big your spiritual sense is, it is impossible to find it, and after touching the object, it will automatically destroy the original imprint, and even the magic weapon itself!" Speaking of this, the old man began to be surprised how Zhao Zheng avoided this spiritual needle magic weapon, and was able to forcibly terminate it when the magic weapon was active, leaving this evidence
"Then who would have this kind of spirit needle magic weapon," Zhao Zheng asked, choosing to ignore the old man's strange gaze
"Killing people is invisible, and there is a craft that cannot be copied, it is the killing sect," the old man said, "but why did you use a spirit needle this time?"
"The future history of the Killing Sect doesn't need its existence," a fierce look flashed on Zhao Zheng's face
"I don't like this kind of dad," Zhao Yue muttered, and ran back to himself, and the remaining two were helpless
"Although I'm curious about how you avoided this spirit needle, I don't want to dig deep into your secrets, I just hope that Yue'er and Yu'er can really grow up, as for Feng'er, I hope it won't get out of your control" The old man said meaningfully, and at the same time, his figure flashed, and he returned to Luoying Forest in Xiaoxiang Garden, at this time there were not many fallen leaves, a somewhat sick teenager was cleaning up in a hot sweat, the old man's eyes squinted for a long time, and went straight to the room
"Heavenly ghosts!"
In the main hall of Lingxiao, Zhao Zheng let out a low shout, the flat earth suddenly became a little blurry, a bony hand suddenly stretched out of the ground, and then slowly crawled out of a humanoid skeleton, the golden head flashed a little green light, that is the light of the soul, this skeleton is the same existence as before the ancient Daoyi!
The unclear words of "master" sounded slowly, and the heavenly ghosts seemed to be unconscious, and would only obey mechanically, but the fluctuating and mysterious aura revealed by the whole body, no one would be stupid enough to ignore this existence
"Use your army of skeletons to find out the Killing Sect, and I don't want to hear about him in the future!" Zhao Zheng ordered
The skeleton named Heavenly Ghost retreated silently, and as if nothing had happened to the main hall of Ling Xiao, Zhao Zheng left with steps