Jiang Chen could naturally feel the effect of practicing the fake to come true, and at this moment he could even know everything about Xu Da's tomb in the distance.

The source of trust, he naturally knows what is going on.

Compared with his unsubstantiated descriptions, archaeological discoveries are undoubtedly more convincing.

Especially at the moment when Xu Da's tomb was unearthed, the direct appearance of the general's phantom represents transcendence from the mortal world, which is undoubtedly more trusting.

Perhaps the only thing he cares about is the level of trust increase.

Obviously, everyone has a different level of trust.

The level of trust given by ordinary people seems to be only about 1/10,000, and only the trust provided by some more powerful people will be higher.

For example, Ming Ji is an old man, and he is an archaeologist.

For example, at this moment, those archaeologists directly provided him with three points of trust, you must know that even if his post is still fermenting on the Internet, it has not been able to provide a point of trust in a week.

In this way, you can know the gap between each other.

"I don't know when you'll be here!"

A whispered voice spoke, Jiang Chen's eyes looked into the distance, and he couldn't help but have some anticipation in his expression.

And Jiang Chen was expecting that at this moment, without the knowledge of ordinary people, the huge tremors were constantly spreading.

The phantom of Xu Da's tomb, the description of the imperial Shinto inscription, and the matter of the post were quickly reported.

And with the reporting of this information, the Huaxia officials were also stunned all of a sudden.

The ordinary world, which is good, now suddenly tells them that the world seems to be different, and there seems to be a big problem in history, even as the official government of Huaxia for a while, it can't react.

And in the midst of their shock, more information was excavated.

Ten percent of the practice of fake is enough to bring some illusion into reality, and these things brought from illusion into reality undoubtedly further verify all this.

Especially soon after the official obtained that ancient book from the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and also obtained a similar ancient book from the Great Compassion Temple, even the official couldn't calm down.

In the middle of a huge conference room.

The official personnel of China are converging.

"Look at this, everybody!"

A middle-aged man spoke in a deep voice, and then the huge LCD screen lit up, and a broken ancient book appeared on the huge screen.

"March 19, 17th year of Chongzhen

The impact of the cave has become more and more violent, and His Majesty gathered 3 million troops with the strength of the whole country to enter the realm ten days ago, and ordered Confucianism and Buddhism to enter 30,000. ”

Someone muttered to himself, subconsciously reading out the words on the ancient books.

And the middle-aged man didn't finish reading all the contents, and then he switched to the second ancient book, the same content, different descriptions, but telling the same story.

Then the middle-aged man cut to the third one again.

And when everyone had read all three pages, he spoke in a deep voice.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this world is probably different from what we imagined, this first is the legacy of Zhang Yingjing, the fifty-second generation of Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, the second is the secret collection of the Great Compassion Temple, and the third is the recently unearthed tomb of Xu Da."

The words spoke, and then the LCD screen in front of the middle-aged man jumped again, and a huge phantom of the general appeared.

"Xu Da's tomb not only describes the content of the first two, but more importantly, there is blood and gas on the day of unearthing, which is suspected to be Xu Da's phantom."

The figure of the middle-aged man was low, and at this moment, the pupils of everyone in the conference room were contracting, and their hearts were trembling violently.

"W-how is this possible?"

"This, this!"

"Just kidding!"

"The Realm, the invasion of another world."

"Whose prank is this!"

"Seal, this, this ......"

........

After a brief silence in the conference room, a series of voices rang out, and then fell into a cacophony.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I also hope that this is a prank, but judging from the current situation, I am afraid that this is not a prank, and it may even be true."

It wasn't until everyone discussed for a moment that the middle-aged man's voice with a wry smile sounded.

Even if he hoped that it was a prank, whether it was the content on Xu Da's tomb, the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and the inheritance of the Great Compassion Temple, he was told that this might be true.

After all, the two religious sects of the Heavenly Master's Mansion and the Great Compassion Temple may still pretend to be gods and ghosts, but Zhu Yuanzhang and Xu Da can't pretend to be ghosts with them.

And if it weren't for pretending to be a ghost, thinking of the words on it, the middle-aged man couldn't help but feel his brows jump.

Special Heavenly Master's Mansion is a record of the inheritance.

Chongzhen gathered an army of three million, and all the strength of the three Confucian, Buddhist and Taoist families barely sealed the realm.

This kind of information not only means that history has been completely subverted, and the fall of the Ming Dynasty may no longer be as simple as recorded in the history books.

What's more important is the meaning of this.

It's just a seal, and since it's a seal, there's a possibility of it being broken.

Once it is broken, what will happen to the result, the middle-aged man does not dare to think about it, and he can't think about it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this matter cannot be ignored, although it is not yet possible to be completely determined, but I propose that a special task force be formed immediately to immediately investigate and verify the matter of the border."

"Raise your hand in agreement!"

He took a deep breath, and when everyone was almost discussing, his words rang out again.

And as his words fell, one by one the figures glanced at each other.

Then several people raised their hands one after another.

The rest of the group hesitated.

One couldn't help but speak.

"I'm afraid this matter still needs to be verified, and there is no need to directly set up a special team."

The words were filled with doubt and hesitation.

"It does need to be verified, but if it is true, I am afraid that this is not a crisis in China, but a crisis in the whole world, and any caution is not too much."

"Let's take a look at this!"

The middle-aged man spoke in a deep voice, and then the huge LCD screen beat again.

This time I jumped straight to a new page.

That was Jiang Chen's post.

As a state institution, the moment I paid attention to the cave, I naturally found Jiang Chen's post.

What opened at this moment was the path of the martial artist depicted by Jiang Chen.

Lines of text were presented, and when they saw these words, everyone couldn't help but pause, and many people frowned slightly.

"It's unlikely, isn't it?"

"I know one or two national arts, and my strength should be the highest."

"That's right, I remember that I haven't had a master of Huaxia in a hundred years, and it's ridiculous to enter the martial arts."

"The nine grades of the martial artist, the first three grades are like this, the middle three grades, and the back three grades, can you still become an immortal god?"

One after another, voices arose, and at this moment, there was a lot of noise in the conference room again.

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