said that if something happened, Zhang Tianshi would help, but now it seems that he still has to rely on himself.

What the big guy said can't be taken too seriously.

I don't know if there is a problem on Zhang Tianshi's side.

If something really goes wrong, then the matter here will have to be solved by itself.

Lin Feng motioned to move forward.

It's useless to wait here.

Each of the three was fully prepared, and several of them came to the front of the first room.

They looked at each other.

Lin Feng opened the room and did not climb over the wall, it was not clear if there were rules, but in most of the rules, the door meant "passage".

Walking from the aisle and not going through the aisle are two different things.

This house looked quite low, but after pushing the house open, Lin Feng saw the bones inside, lying sideways, looking like a soldier who had been killed.

"Shield."

"Knives."

"Armor."

It's all written with a name, it's a one-word name, but I really don't know what it's called.

He was killed here, I don't know how long he had been dead, his bones were not decomposed, it could be seen that he was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old soldier.

At this age, during the Yin Shang period, one could be a warrior and perhaps even have a son.

Looking inside, inside the room, a large number of corpses were piled up inside, horizontal and vertical, and there was no pattern.

"Someone killed these soldiers and stuffed them in."

Zhang Xijiu said that he was an experienced person.

In troubled times, he had seen people do this.

Just once, in a private house, stuffed so many armored samurai.

Lin Feng smelled something different.

The armored warriors of the Yin Shang period were different from the off-duty soldiers and non-off-duty soldiers of the later generations, and the warriors with armor were passed down from generation to generation, regardless of men and women, and belonged to the military aristocracy and armed aristocracy.

The status is not low.

All of these armed nobles were killed one day and stuffed into a house.

"Check the scars."

Lin Feng said.

Everyone has their own means.

Only Lin Feng's means are the most simple and simple.

Watch, hear, ask and touch (a method of diagnosis).

Ask, someone is already asking, Zhou Saijiu wants to summon out the remnants of the soul here.

To no avail.

These people "would rather die than speak", and there is no way to sacrifice wine.

Zhao's method of sacrificing wine was even more bizarre, and he lit a candle.

Tell these corpses to lie flat on the ground, and replace the person's "three souls and seven spirits" with candles and lights, trying to force out information.

also failed.

Lin Feng glanced around.

Look down at the corpses.

Their bodies were full of fatal wounds.

The people who did it were ruthless and cruel, and after confirming that these people were dead, they still made up for it.

And on these fatal wounds, there is still a cold breath.

Lin Feng lowered his head and reached out to touch.

On his fingers, a large number of sparks bubbled up, and several people who were watching frequently looked sideways.

It's not clear what exactly happened.

Lin Feng could feel it very clearly.

It is the power of the "Emperor of Heaven".

This is completely the residual power of the "Heavenly Emperor", that is, "This is a civil strife, and the one who killed them was also the Yin Shang nobles."

Those who can use the power of the "Heavenly Emperor" are naturally the Yin Shang nobles, and judging from their injuries, they did not carry out some extraordinary attacks.

This includes, but is not limited to, divination, asking for the assistance of the gods, and borrowing the power of "ancestral gods" and "nature gods".

There are no traces of large-scale transcendent wars.

In other words, this is most likely a conquest within the royal family, and this war has reached the royal capital, the Ninth Rebellion.

"Be careful, this may be the royal capital where the Ninth Rebellion took place, if that's the case, there will be a crisis everywhere here."

Lin Feng said that the only thing he could think of was the Ninth World Rebellion.

Except for the Ninth Rebellion, there was no situation where the battle was fought in the capital of the Yin Shang Dynasty.

Even if it is the final battle to destroy the country, it is the same.

Lutai self-immolated.

Battle of Makino.

Di Xin also did not choose to fight with the allied forces of the Zhou Dynasty and engage in street battles in the capital of Yin Shang.

Besides, the soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty would not worship the "Heavenly Emperor" of the Shang Dynasty.

So this can only be civil strife, and when the rest of the people were informed of this possibility, the faces of the big guys became not very good.

Lin Feng really didn't know that kind of history.

He asked the sacrificial wine beside him, and the sacrificial wine told Lin Feng that they didn't know either.

"That's a hidden piece of history.

There are too many faults, even if you want to divination, you can't get the result, not to mention that now that you see this capital, it means that the people who know about this matter are almost dead.

Even if a few people survived, they would not be able to pull this capital out of the depths of the underworld. ”

That being said, but everyone has a layer of gloom in their hearts.

They also didn't know why the road that Zhang Tianshi had opened for them would suddenly merge with the ancient path of the underworld.

To date, they have not seen any "pedestrians".

This is the weirdest place, and if you walk through it, you will inevitably leave traces.

The ancient road of the underworld, it can be called a road, which means that there will be "things" that can be walked on it, and as for what "things" are, I don't know and don't want to know.

From afar.

They didn't see any traces along the way, until they saw the ancient capital of Yin Shang.

None of them had ever seen who the owner of this road was.

If these people are the old people of Yin Shang, then who brought them back?

After carefully examining their bodies, they were sure that they did not carry any information related to the ancient capital of Yin Shang.

Only Lin Feng is different.

"Probably for me."

Lin Feng said.

He squinted his eyes, feeling that this matter might have come at him, because the method of becoming a god here was probably from the hands of Yin Shang's sacrifice.

What do you want him to do? Is it a legacy, or is it another bloody sacrifice?

Will the Yin Shang nobles also be used as sacrifices?

Strictly speaking, yes, it would.

Di Xin did this, and I don't know if the rest of the Yin Shang monarchs did this.

The more noble the gift, the more the ancestral gods and the "Emperor of Heaven" will like it.

"I hope the Heavenly Emperor of Yin Shang won't like me, after all, we don't have any serious priests here."

Lin Feng said.

When the rest of the priests heard the news, they all said, "It is better to do so." ”

took out the talisman and other things, and several people continued to walk forward.

A large number of corpses are in the houses and in the "factories" behind them.

The more one moves towards the "sanctuary where the ancestors lived", the more corpses there are, and it should be said that this may be the final end of the Ninth Rebellion.

The king's capital was defeated by the rebels, perhaps because of a change in "faith", or because there was a mistake in the "inheritance" - the inheritance from father to son, brother to brother is also unreliable.

As long as one of them has a thought, there will be a large-scale "fire merger".

Later, the "primogeniture system" solved this problem quite well.

What "virtue does not stand up", and what "selection based on merit" is not as important as stability.

The position of the crown prince is decided, and the rest of the people have no thoughts, and there will be no more thoughts that they shouldn't have.

Anyway, the Ninth Rebellion did cause Yin Shang's weakness.

Lin Feng: They are now in the traces left by the torrent of history.

Keep moving.

……

Heming Mountain.

Zhang Tianshi frowned slightly, he stood on the high mountain with his hands behind his back, and he didn't bother with the Qingshan sacrificial wine that was sweeping in his study.

The speed of time in the underworld is not the same as the speed of time in the yang.

Therefore, he should have seen the apprentices and Lin Feng who came back, that way, they passed, and then came out, and time only passed in the blink of an eye.

But at the moment, they returned no information.

This means that they are entering a normal flow of time.

If that were the case, Zhang Tianshi should have sensed where they were.

But at the moment, there was nothing.

His fingers were silently calculating, this is the simplest method of fortune-telling, strictly speaking, at this time, it does not belong to Taoism and arithmetic, it is Zhang Daoling who learned from some witch methods.

Learn, inherit, and create.

Zhang Daoling didn't think this was a shameful thing, just like Lao Tzu, he had asked many sages and discussed with them.

Zhang Daoling is emulating the sage.

It's just that the more he calculates, the more he senses that something is wrong.

He felt a hazy thing, shrouded in his calculations, leading to the results of his divination, extremely ambiguous.

"Blame, blame, blame! There are no clues.

Why haven't they come out yet?

The time is right, this situation, I haven't seen it yet. ”

Flicked his sleeves, Zhang Daoling silently read loudly.

After a few moments, a chill appeared on his middle finger, drawing on his eyebrows.

There was an extra eye in the center of his eyebrows.

An eye.

This Dharma eye looked into the depths of the underworld.

There is no trace of it.

His eyes could see the Ten Directions Heaven and Earth, but he didn't see the tracks of the four people.

Not only that, but he also saw that his path began to shift at a certain point.

and an ancient road in the underworld.

He didn't find this way, that is to say, these people walked into the underworld, and after entering the underworld, they were replaced.

And he doesn't know yet.

This is tantamount to picking up the tiger's beard when the tiger is napping.

Zhang Daoling was furious!

"Who is it?"

Zhang Daoling squinted his eyes and looked at the ancient road.

The ancient road was so smooth that it didn't look like someone had walked on it.

Two roads come together.

"Pretending to be a ghost and refusing to show up."

In Zhang Daoling's eyes, the starlight passed, and he didn't see anything.

Zhang Daoling, who was on the high mountain, began to seal his hands, and behind him, a large amount of breath appeared.

The entire Heming Mountain seems to come to life.

Aoyama was originally "shopping" in the study, but after sensing this breath, he walked out and saw an old man's face appear in the sky.

A large amount of Jing Yuan, through an invisible channel, entered Zhang Daoling's body.

The male and female swords behind him were shaking.

Seeing this scene, Qingshan Saijiu shook his head, but unfortunately Qingshan is no longer a "researcher", if it is a researcher among the historians, they will definitely regard "Taoism" as a phenomenon and observe.

"Sure enough, it's amazing.

A force that is comparable to nature.

I don't know how this is done. ”

The Aoyama Festival wine is amazing.

However, he still opened his eyes and carefully observed the path of energy transmission, learning a hand.

Zhang Daoling received this power, and with the blessing of divine power, the starlight in his eyes flowed, and a large amount of light appeared.

Pierced into Hades!

Such a fearless move also alarmed some people.

Zhang Daoling is not afraid.

The ancient road of the underworld, it seemed that everything began to reverse under his eyes.

Lin Feng and a few people walked from here to the depths of the underworld, and then the ancient road appeared abruptly, and the two roads gradually merged.

Finally, I followed this ancient road and walked into the invisible buildings.

That's what happened "just now".

But Zhang Daoling was not satisfied.

He proceeded to choose to turn back time.

However, I don't know how many years have passed, this ancient road has been quiet, and it has always existed in the depths of the underworld, as if it has been there since ancient times, and it is a part of the underworld.

It wasn't that anyone built it, it was with Hades.

It's a "natural phenomenon"!

Zhang Daoling does not believe in evil.

If you can't see it, it means that the time of his circulation is not right.

He continued to reverse, continued to reverse.

I don't know when, I don't know how much time has passed, even Zhang Daoling can't figure out the time.

On this ancient road, there really seem to be some scenes that are blurred to the extreme.

It was as if someone was walking around on it.

Seeing this, Zhang Daoling was satisfied.

"In the end, it still shows the horse's feet."

Zhang Daoling observed carefully, and these vague and vague scenes finally began to become clear.

Zhang Daoling saw that this seemed to be a funeral procession.

A large number of soldiers in bronze armor walked up this road.

Oddly enough, it wasn't sad, they all carried a sense of joy.

It seems to sense that someone is prying eyes.

Among these people, there is a head up!

Grimace!

Zhang Daoling stared at this face, this is a standard god-headed grimace,

Although this word, which is a neutral word, is often described as different or slightly derogatory, it is used here as a noun.

These people happily carried a huge bronze coffin, walking on this silent, eternal Yinshan ancient road, and noticed that someone was peeping, the person opened his bow and arrow, and shot out in the direction where Zhang Daoling's eyes were.

There was a loud "boom".

The entire Heming Mountain seemed to be shaken three times, and Zhang Daoling involuntarily took three steps back in the face of this arrow.

Each step leaves a deep footprint.

Aoyama Sake noticed this and immediately ran over, but was stopped.

"Don't move, don't move, start the formation, perform your duties, no matter what you hear or see, don't have any changes, listen to my command!"

Zhang Daoling's voice came out, resounding throughout Heming Mountain, although I don't know what happened, but the Heavenly Master has an order, and he should obey it.

Zhang Tianshi stood on top of a high mountain.

Refuse to show weakness!