Chapter 35: A Dialogue Spanning Six Hundred Years
Before entering the secret passage that had taken decades to dig in the bureau, Zhang Daoye took one last look at the formation map built by Zhang Ping, the patriarch of Longhu Mountain.
That's far beyond the level of his unscrupulous descendant.
However, this does not mean that Zhang Daoye does not know the function and operation of this array.
This is the benefit of having a teacher, the secret method and information from six hundred years ago, until now, for Zhang Daoye, it is also within reach of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
To build a secret formation in the mausoleum of emperors, especially Zhu Yuanzhang, even Zhang Pingping, who was the leader of the Daomen in the mysterious world at that time, did not dare to leave a specific record.
He even made a great oath of demons.
But Longhu Mountain is Longhu Mountain in the end, and it is Longhu Mountain that has only three families in the world.
That sentence goes like this: There are three families in the world, the Zhu family, the Confucian family, and the Zhang family. Fengyang Zhu, nouveau riche. Qufu Kong, pedantic household.
The implication is that only their Longhu Mountain Zhang family is the first in the world.
In this case. Zhang Normal still left something behind.
For example, when drawing a rune array, it is a unique little habit.
For another example, in a formation atlas in the Longhu Mountain Scripture Pavilion, the innermost layout of the array map is seventy or eighty percent similar to what Zhang Daoye sees now.
The functions are all the same, under the influence of the chaotic aura impact of the broken dragon vein, the teleportation array can still operate stably.
It's just that what Zhang Daoye saw belongs to the customized version of the customized version, and if you want to start this formation, the most critical key is that the initiator must be the royal blood of the Zhu family!
And from the current situation, it is speculated that it is the noodle man who started this formation.
In other words, it is very likely that the noodle man is from the Zhu family!
No, it's not possible, as long as it is determined that it is the formation diagram activated by the noodle person, then he must be the key arranged by the Zhu family and Zhang Normal Ancestor, and it is impossible to make a mistake!
Thinking of this, Zhang Daoye's heart turned upside down.
An old monster who is suspected to have lived for three hundred years may have the royal blood of the Ming Dynasty?
Maybe from the perspective of ordinary people or normal society, this identity is nothing, and it is true, the current Zhu family is at most a larger and more eye-catching family.
But it's different in the mysterious world, without the Zhu family's bloodline diluted in three hundred years, there are many things that can be done in the mysterious world!
Don't forget, the Ming Dynasty is the closest to modern times, and it is also the dynasty that has actually held the authority of Kyushu for the longest time in all dynasties!
Among them, nature includes far-reaching influences on the mystical world.
Thinking of this, the emotions in Zhang Daoye's heart surged even more intensely.
But he didn't choose to say it now, the timing was not right.
Although the official family is very friendly to the major forces in Kyushu, this kind of thing, at least, must be known to the family first, even if it is only an hour or two in the morning.
This is not against the officials, but against the rest of the forces.
In other words, even if it is an official family, they are willing to let Zhang Daoye do this. Because of the competition between various sects and factions, it is more conducive to the official family to balance the mysterious world.
Anyway, as long as the final thing is in Kyushu, this piece of meat is in the official family's pot, and the official family doesn't care who takes the bowl.
Zhang Daoye knows this very well, but the person who holds the bowl has to be Longhu Mountain.
Following behind Captain Wang, Zhang Daoye thought so.
At this moment, the two of them are in a secret passage, this secret passage is not wide, and it is already the limit to accommodate Captain Wang's figure.
The secret passage is also very long, and it will take at least another ten minutes to enter the dungeon, because this secret passage is not straight, but spirals downward.
This is to avoid the destruction of the Ming Tomb to the greatest extent, but this is just a face-saving statement, the real reason is that only by digging like this can we avoid the organs and traps in the Ming Tomb, which is a terrorist organ that can kill the Buddha King Kong.
And now, the entire Buddhism gate is only one Vajra.
......
Underground river.
Jiang Qi didn't rashly move the layout of the black box computer, because he really didn't know how to repair the dragon vein, instead of barely maintaining it like the official arrangement.
If we say that the difficulty of this black box computer is like building a suspension bridge over the Yellow River.
So, what Jiang Qi has to do is to build a Three Gorges Dam on the Yellow River!
The gap is so large that it is still indescribable.
"What should I do?"
Jiang Qi looked down at the eighteen sons on his wrist, as if he was asking himself, and also seemed to be asking the old man Zhu on the side.
But it's more like asking the sick old monk through the eighteen sons, after nearly six hundred years.
In a trance, Jiang Qi seemed to see the old monk, dressed in a black monk's robe, with a thin torso, sunken cheeks, and three sparse white beards on his chin.
The old monk looked at Old Man Zhu, and in the sneer and murderous eyes on the corner of the latter's mouth, he slowly knelt down and bowed three times and bowed nine times.
"Yao Guangxiao, a person outside the party, bow to Taizu."
Jiang Qi slammed a wit, and Yao Guangxiao's words seemed to have poured a basin of ice water on his heavenly spirit cover, which also made him wake up from his contemplative confusion.
Yao Guangxiao really appeared!
The eighteenth son somehow broke away from Jiang Qi's wrist and returned to the hands of the original owner, rubbed by the withered translucent palm.
Like the withered palm, Yao Guangxiao appeared on the dark river beach, and the whole person was translucent.
At this moment, this famous black-clothed prime minister, a peerless strategist in the world, is like an obedient kitten, prostrate on the ground, meticulously kneeling to worship the former emperor.
"Outsiders?"
Old Man Zhu looked down at Yao Guangxiao with interest, shook his head slightly after a while, and said, "I thought it would be your soul, so it's a bit interesting to kill it like this." ”
"But I didn't expect that it was just a wisp of thought inspired by the energy of the dragon vein, which was boring."
In the calm voice, there was a strong killing intent.
Even Jiang Qi, a bystander, felt a chill in his back, and even had an urge to kill him.
"Taizu, Weichen is indeed just a thought."
Yao Guangxiao was very indifferent in the face of the endless killing intent, still lowered his head, and said softly: "But Taizu, isn't it the same?" ”
As soon as these words came out, Zhu Yuanzhang's expression did not move, but Jiang Qi's face changed.
Could it be that the reason for Zhu Yuanzhang's inexplicable resurrection in this era is Yao Guangxiao? !
This old monk was so mad that he laid out the dead Zhu Yuanzhang!
And it worked!
But what is Yao Guangxiao's purpose in doing this?
Is the idea of resurrecting Zhu Yuanzhang related to repairing the dragon vein?
Jiang Qi had doubts in his heart, quietly listening to the conversation that spanned six hundred years.
Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to have expected it, and he was not shocked, but just squinted his eyes.
"Does the fourth know about this?"