Wei Hu's demon subduing treasure pestle is known as the "magic weapon for suppressing the three sects of evil demon protectors", and even Yuan Hong, who has cultivated eight or nine mystical skills, is difficult to beat, and his theoretical power is comparable to that of Fantian Yin.

Therefore, Chongying Biao was so frightened that his movements slowed down a little, allowing Tuxingsun to take the opportunity to take advantage of a loophole and use the earthly art to slip away.

Then, I saw the golden ring on the horizon sparkling with sunshine, led by Wei Hu, followed by dozens of yellow turban wrestlers, all of whom were like red jade and had a beard like soap velvet, as if they had a figure and a thousand catties of strength in vertical and horizontal directions.

Shen Gongbao, who was dozing, was not sleepy at all, and his hand was taken out of his sleeve, and he sighed lightly: "It's finally here." ”

And most of the princes and nobles were already stunned, and their faces were full of horror.

Yellow Turban Lux?

Countless people looked up, stunned.

The King of Shu was stunned, he thought that what King Wu said about the Son of Destiny was just an exaggeration to build momentum for Ji Fa, but he didn't expect that he would be a Yellow Turban Warrior as soon as he made a move, looking at this battle, I am afraid that there is no need for those armies displayed on the border of Xiqi to come forward, and only with the Yellow Turban Warrior, it is enough to suppress the Imperial Forest Army in Kunlun City.

However, after Wei Hu and Yellow Turban Lux fell to the ground, there was no movement, as if they were preparing something.

After this, there was the sound of stamped horses' hooves.

Eight horses are pulling the chariot, or bathed in light, or ribbed with wings, or like a starlight, or the color of the fur is shining....

Every horse is extremely handsome.

Of course, this is not a mythical beast or a strange beast, it's just... A weirder steed.

But what these eight horses represent is something different.

"These are eight horses, one Jedi, not trampling the earth, two feathers, walking more than birds, three running into the sky, traveling thousands of miles at night, four super shadows, walking day by day, five more than the light, the color of the coat is shining, six is super light, a line of ten shadows, seven are beautiful and fog, running on the clouds, eight wings, with flesh wings, ....."

Xin Jia was worried, it is said that this is Xia Qi's car, which has been lost since the Wuguan Rebellion.

It can be said that these eight horses may not belong to any auspicious signs, but they are the car of the Son of Heaven and represent the position of the Son of Heaven.

It is self-evident what it means to appear at this time.

And at this time, Wei Hu moved.

The demon subduing pestle flew from the ground to his hand, and in an instant, the mountains shook, and the yellow turban wrestlers pushed together, and countless coffins rose from the ground.

At this moment, the faces of countless princes and nobles changed wildly, and the few little nobles who shouted disobey earlier took three steps and two steps, walked to the coffin, and counted tremblingly:

"This is the ancestor of the Feng family, this is the ancestor of the Yao family, this is the ancestor of the Li family, this is... This is the ancestor of the Hou family, and it is the Cangjie ??!!"

Every time they spit out a name, the faces of the princes and nobles present became ugly.

By the end, everyone's faces were completely blue.

This is the coffin of our ancestors!

Inside.... It's the bones of your ancestors!

Hou Yan, who came from Licheng to cheer, even cried bitterly on the coffin, he found that there was a black shadow in his ancestral tomb earlier, and he never thought that someone had done such a thing....

"Your Majesty..."

Boyi, Shang Rong and other big merchant courtiers suddenly looked at Zishou in panic.

Who doesn't know that last year, the king proposed to move the tombs of his ancestors?

At this time, the coffin came out of the ground, and it was in the square where the ancestors were worshipped, isn't this all right?

"Haha! I have long said that the faint monarch has no way and does not respect the ancestors, you still don't believe it! These ancestral coffins were the work of this faint monarch, and after I knew it, I understood the true face of this faint monarch, and took the risk to speak out, just to expose his unrighteous behavior in front of everyone's eyes today!"

"Is such a faint monarch worthy of sacrificing to his ancestors, and worthy of being the king of a country?"

Tuxingsun came out of the ground and laughed, very relieved.

Zishou was stunned by this set of operations.

It's not in the plan!

The bones of the ancestors' coffins, he did send Tuxingsun to move them, but they all moved to Yunmeng Mountain.

Even if the ancestral statues and merit monuments were moved to Kunlun City, the coffins were not moved, one was inconvenient to move, and the other was that it was useless to move.

His original plan was to wait for a while to mobilize the people to work hard and lose money, build a mausoleum of the first emperor of Shang in Yunmeng Mountain, put the bones of the ancestors into the underground palace at one time, and finally pour mercury, open the mechanism, and completely put an end to tomb robbery.

In this way, it can not only prevent touching the blonde mound to the greatest extent, preserve the bones of the ancestors, but also make the princes and nobles have nothing to do.

By the time they knew that their ancestor's coffin had been moved to Yunmeng Mountain for sealing, there was no way out, and it was impossible for this tomb to be opened again!

When the time comes, it will be an extremely stable mediocre value, and maybe it will be able to add a final copy for the ghost blowing the lamp, tomb robbery notes, etc. in later generations.

What Zishou didn't expect was that Tuxingsun turned back in advance and moved all the coffins to Kunlun City.

This is the framing of Hongguoguo!

But... You're helping me!

Anyway, this matter can't be cleared up, after all, he did say that he would relocate the bones of his ancestors back then.

Moreover, Tuxingsun was also sent out by him, and even half a year ago, he spread false news in the newspaper, doubting the great achievements of the ancestors, and also objecting to Chan Rang, which was suspected of insulting the ancestors.

It is reasonable for such a person to do such a thing.

At this time, the eight horses had already walked under the throne.

There was a fluffy purple gas in the sky, and when you looked up, the purple gas was mighty for hundreds of miles, like a purple cloud that stretched for hundreds of miles, rising from thousands of miles away.

The purple air is full of brilliance, the sky has become vast, and it is no longer clear to see the surrounding scene, but it suddenly rains, and the rain is clear and clear, showing a bright and heroic light.

"Purple Qi from the East?!"

"What kind of celestial phenomenon is this?"

This is the real auspiciousness, the auspiciousness that everyone knows and looks forward to.

Expensive.... Unspeakable.

Suddenly there was fairy music in the air, pleasant to the ear, as if there were bursts of fragrant flowers refreshing people's hearts, and there seemed to be an infinite amount of phantom, as if it was a fairy child Qingluan...

The purple qi came and went very quickly, but between breaths, a brush in the heavenly dome above actually fell, turning into a purple cloud bridge.

It's not long or short, but it gives people a feeling of walking thousands of miles, one end is on the eight horses, and the other end extends infinitely, until it reaches the feet of Ji Fa.

Ji Fa took out a turtle shell and said something in his mouth:

"The six lines are all yin for the Kun style, on the six movements, the yin and yang are exhausted, the dragon fights in the wild, the number of a long time, its road is poor, the road is exhausted, a hundred is the day, exhaust the manpower to stop the number of ninety-five, the Kun hexagram moves on the six, becomes a mountain peel, the fruit is not eaten, the gentleman has to with, not eaten in the throat!"

"Today, I will call the Son of Heaven on behalf of my father, and I will ascend to the Ninth Five-Year Plan!"

"Destiny... In the week!"

Suddenly, thousands of purple lights, brilliant sun.

Ji Fa stepped on the Purple Qiyun Bridge like this, step by step, and walked towards the car of the Eight Horses and the Son of Heaven.

"Shangxuan, are you guilty?"

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