Jiuli washes the soldiers' pond.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the Yellow Emperor and Chiyou fought for Kyushu.

Chiyou has a copper head and an iron forehead, ears and temples like a sword halberd, and a head with horns.

There are also eight brothers, collectively known as Jiuli, plus seventy-two brothers of the same clan, a total of nine nine eighty-one people.

This is the Jiuli tribe that dominated the south back then.

As the name suggests, Jiuli Washing Pond is a place to clean weapons.

Legend has it that one of the Jiuli tribes was stationed here, and because of its excessive killing, the pond turned blood-red.

The blood pond in the middle of the withered forest, if you look down from the sky, the whole pond looks like a monster's eye.

In the forest, next to the blood pond, there are many tombs made of stones.

There are hundreds of them, most of which are Zuo's graves.

In the depths of the forest, there are many ghosts.

At this time, there is an altar in front of the pond.

A sorcerer dressed in red and wearing a demon mask performs a sacrifice.

The song drifted into the unknown depths with the smoke of wormwood.

The private soldiers behind him carried out the cattle, sheep and pigs and threw them into the blood-red pond.

Gollum......

The three animals quickly sank in, and blood bubbles quickly bubbled up in the ancestral hall.

From time to time, monsters with pitch-black scales and long strips of body flashed away on the water's surface, or strange human heads surfaced, opened their bloody eyes, and then sank again.

A crimson mist filled the water.

The gods and ghosts are weird, upside down and confused, and people don't know whether it is the underworld or the yang world.

Now comes the main event.

I saw a group of people in white carrying a pitch-black coffin up the mountain.

These white-clothed men were slender and long, with their feet curled backwards, and hooves below their ankles.

These are deer people, a type of alien, who are rumored to be able to communicate with ghosts and gods and escort the dead to the underworld.

The coffin is carried in front of the cemetery where the dug is realized.

The coffin is put into the tomb, and it is to sacrifice three animals, and to bury the wife and concubine.

Then a sturdy warrior walked to the tomb gate.

A half-man-high pit was dug at the entrance of the tomb, and the samurai was resolute and holding a bronze Ge, half-kneeling at the bottom of the pit.

The people filled in the earth and buried the samurai alive.

A bloody funeral doesn't stir people's hearts.

It's just killing someone.

The foundation of the house, the sacrifice of ancestors, the funeral, the begging of ghosts and asking the gods which immortal person is dead?

The tomb door was closed, and the funeral of the head of the Zuo family ended.

Wow!

Surge forward.

The head of the house smoothly turned into a ghost, and a black light poured into the pond.

Seeing this, Zuo Zongzi took off his mask.

As the living eldest son in the family, the heavy responsibility of the family in the future will be borne by himself.

Gollum......

The pond bubbled with blood, and a strange bird with wings and two arms on its belly was turned out from the bottom of the dark green patina and various bronze fragments.

"Tang God!"

The real body of the Tang God is in the world, and the yin energy is prosperous.

And they all knelt down and bowed.

"In the future, Zuo Zhong will be the head of the family and be famous."

Zuo Zongzi, now Zuo Xing, suppressed the excitement in his heart.

In the future, the three Jing and three cities, the controller of hundreds of thousands of people, the position of baron of Jing Kingdom will fall on his head.

Although the head of the family had reported to the monarch to "establish the queen" before, the recognition of the Tang God was the real recognition.

It's a pity that he can't inherit the position of doctor.

The position is appreciated by the monarch, and the title is the family inheritance.

One day, he Zuo Xing will also become a powerful minister of Jing State.

The people dispersed and left the mausoleum where their ancestors dwelt in peace.

Only Tangshen and Zuo Xing remained.

The Dharma body of the Tang God dispersed, revealing its true appearance.

Bronze skull with mottled rust on the surface.

"The matter of the underworld is coming to an end, and when the time comes, with Captain Python, you can completely control the underworld, and the Zuo clan will rest easy if you defeat the feather people in this seat."

Zuo Xing knelt down, his tone was choked, and said, "Thank you, Ancestor...... Children and grandchildren, deserve it. ”

Zuo Xing's words are sincere, he knows everything about the family, and he also knows the meaning of his name.

"Stand down."

"Yes."

Zuo Xing left.

Only the Tang God was left alone on the mountain.

The sun is setting, and the sky is full of light.

The sun sets on the mulberry elm branches.

Tang Shen's eyes were lowered, mixed with a hint of melancholy.

The rest of his life withered like this dead wood.

There is no conspiracy, and no deliberate trickery.

The years are unforgiving, and the same goes for ghosts.

He is also coming to the end of his life.

His goal is very simple, weaken the power of the underworld, and then kill the feather people, so that the Zuo family can be smoothly handed over.

Most of the python captains and the priests of the underworld are the dead descendants of the Zuo family, and their loyalty can be guaranteed.

It took two hundred years for the Zuo family to come out with such a genius who entered the wandering gods.

If it goes well this time, the Zuo clan can continue for another two hundred years.

His mission was accomplished.

At this time, there was a lot of noise under the mountain, and it seemed that something big had happened.

Tang Shen suddenly raised his head, only to see a golden light in the sky, colorful clouds, and thousands of winds flying around the golden light.

Above the nine heavens, the golden light seemed to be like a dragon chariot.

Maggi ......

Tang Shen sighed.

This is the dragon car.

As expected, this is the dragon car of Yun Mengze's great god Yun Zhongjun.

"Yulan soup is fragrant, and the clothes are beautiful.

The spirit is curled up, and the rotten is not clear.

The palace of longevity will shine with the sun and the moon. ”

The poets are singing, and the people are singing.

The god of the pond yearned.

The years passed, and everything seemed like a cloud of smoke.

Only by having a long lifespan and being deified and immortal can we have the last laugh.

Yun Zhongjun is so chic and free.

Drive the dragon car and travel the world.

Appearing from time to time, it ticks the inspiration of the poet and the spring heart of the beauty.

Tang Shen wanted to get a glimpse of his true face, but except for the poet and the beauty who saw it in his dreams, he had never heard of other cultivators who had seen Yun Zhongjun's true face.

Ordinary cultivators were simply unable to resist the Nine Heavens Gang Wind.

Haven't seen this scene in about decades, right?

Tang Shen's eyes were full of fighting spirit for a moment, and he suddenly stood up.

Perhaps this is the revelation of the gods.

Just let him, the Zuojia meteor, burst out with the last light.

"Die with me, Yuqing!"

……

Underwater palace.

Yun Zhongjun rarely traveled, and when the world was a sensation, Tang Ping practiced as before.

Continuation of Yin Gathering (3401/3500) (Dacheng)

At two o'clock a day, after several years of cultivation, there were less than fifty days left before the late stage of the Soul Destroying Stage.

With the last bit of proficiency increasing today, Tang Ping ended all his practice.

Water control technique, continuous yin gathering technique, and essence qi snake.

It took a total of three hours to practice.

Tang Ping got up and stretched.

Underwater says that boring is not boring.

The eight-zhang wide bottom of the water is still a little more spacious than the small house in the previous life.

Frogs train aquariums in the waters above.

"Hey, isn't this kid a little bigger?"

Tang Ping thought to himself.

It used to be the size of a palm, but now it's bigger than a palm, and the body is much more rounded.

The frog has a decent military parade, and it really looks like that.

"Huh?"

Tang Ping suddenly sensed something at this time, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

I saw that under the banyan tree, black fire was burning, and the flames spread from the tree whiskers to all sides.

In the midst of the fire, a pitch-black skull fell to the ground, green fire swaying in its eyes.

On the opposite side was Cui Yue, who was illusory, flickering, and about to be scattered in the next second.

"me, deceive me and get seriously injured? Lao Tzu still has the last bit of strength. The dark wood ghost smiled.

"Abominable ......"

Cui Yue coughed a few times, hurt the root, and would definitely die.

She didn't expect that she would die here today after years of struggle.

In the first half of his life, he had a little momentum, but it was absurd to die in this way.

When you want to die, you can't die, but you fall on the road with a bright future...... It's a pity.

Cui Yue's consciousness gradually blurred.

The realm falls to the ghost.

"This place is good, it has been hidden for more than ten years, and it should be almost recovered." The black wood ghost laughed.

"This is my territory, have you asked my opinion?"

At this moment, the man's voice came from behind him.

The two ghosts turned their heads to look over, and their hearts suddenly shook.

"Who are you?" The Black Wood Ghost exclaimed.

"Old friend, two thousand stones in the mound!"

Swish!

The Oni Head Knife flew through the air, piercing the head of the Black Wood Oni, and a fireball exploded and corroded the skull.

Dozens of earth snakes sprang up from the ground to eat up the remaining residue.

Without the slightest drag, one blow kills!