It wasn't until about ten zhang that Han Yu saw the person who spoke clearly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This tomb group is also arranged according to feng shui, and there are countless tombs of princes and generals in Beibi Mountain, and it is not a rare thing, but this place is the ancestral tomb of Tianfeng Emperor Wang Mang, which is not trivial.

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar from the rivers and lakes, walked around the main mausoleum, and took out a compass from his arms, measured it on all sides, and meditated in a deep voice. Han Yu looked at it, this person's tiptoeing behavior was somewhat similar to that of the Heavenly Thief, but he didn't know if he really had the ability or pretended.

"Hooray! The ancestral tomb is really different, the royal spirit has been suppressed!" the middle-aged Fang Shi exclaimed.

Han Yu subconsciously looked at the "long live", dressed in a rolling dragon python robe, with a belt of eight precious jade belts around his waist, and foundation and boots, he had an imperial atmosphere. Could it be Wang Mang? This year was when Wang Mang was in turmoil, and he was the only one who could be respected as a long live.

Sure enough, the man was stunned and said angrily: "Could it be that Liu Xiu's gang is rebellious and plotting against the ancestral tomb of the widow, it is simply unreasonable!"

Fang Shi stroked the mustache on his chin, shook his head and said, "Immeasurable Buddha, this kind of behavior that corrupts virtue is more like what the green forest does!"

"What is the countermeasure of the military advisor?" Wang Mang said with a calm face.

This person's name is Xu Shiying, after the establishment of the new dynasty, he was named the army of the king of the country side by side, and he was a monk of the Yin and Yang Sect of Chaoyang Mountain.

Xu Shiying smiled, flew around the ancestral tomb in all directions, and swept back to Wang Mang's side in the blink of an eye, there were already four more peach wood wedges in his hands, each wearing a yellow charm, "Long live, look, it's these talismans that are making trouble!"

"The monk of the Fu Sect?" Wang Mang thought for a moment, he had heard of the good and evil sects of Buddhism, but because of the Yin and Yang Sect, he had never had a good impression of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism.

Xu Shiying explained: "Use the peach wood nail talisman as the seal of heaven, and divide the four major directions of the ancestral tomb with the method of the five elements of Qiankun, so that the royal qi of the ancestral tomb will be suppressed.

Wang Mang didn't seem to understand when he heard it, but his eyelids kept jumping: "Is there a disaster of killing?"

Xu Shiying groaned: "The number of qi has changed from shun to stagnation...... However, the time is still short, and it should not be enough to kill yourself, but the danger lurking is real!"

Wang Mang was stunned: "There is a way to resolve this hidden crisis, and there are many rewards for the widows!"

Xu Shiying hesitated and said: "I sent the sect master Heavenly Evil Son to praise the lord, if I can invite him to sit in the palace, long live naturally fine, but ......"

Wang Mang was naturally a little overjoyed when he heard his subordinates mention the prestige of this Heavenly Evil Son several times, but this Xu Shiying was stumbling, could there be any conditions that could not be met? However, he did not dare to express his dissatisfaction with such a flying figure as the Heavenly Evil Son, and said carefully: "I don't know what the sect master of your sect needs......!

Xu Shiying smiled secretly and said in a low voice: "You also know that I sent a secret method of cultivation, that ......"

Wang Mang couldn't help but be stunned and said: "There are thousands of widowed harems, and they will naturally serve the sect master of the noble sect!"

Han Yu heard Fengyue mention the secret cultivation method of this Yin Yang Sect, Yin and Yang double cultivation, it seems that this Wang Mang is a guy who loves the country and does not love beauty.

Xu Shiying didn't want Wang Mang to agree so easily, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "But the king really lured the wolf into the room this time, with the appetite of the sect master, how could he be satisfied with a few harem beauties." He knew that the Heavenly Evil Son had planned this time, but he pinned his hopes of breaking through the Golden Immortal on Wang Mang.

In order to avoid being plotted again, Wang Mang ordered Xu Shiying to set up a Yin and Yang Inverted Ecstasy Array around the tombs to completely hide this ancestral tomb.

After a long time, seeing the two leaving, Bai Qi came over with a curious face. Han Yu was about to explain, when he saw a burst of thunder suddenly sound in the sky above the tombs that had just been hidden by Xu Shiying, and then a puff of white smoke came out from the direction of the ancestral tomb below.

Everyone looked at it, and it was clearly a real dragon that was flying and vigorous.

"This is the spirit of a king?" The conversation between the two sounded, and Han Yu said subconsciously.

Bai Qi was extraordinary, and his face was pale: "Whose clan mausoleum is this, there is such a royal condensation, looking at this momentum, at least it is also a hero!"

Han Yu was about to speak, when he saw that the dragon ball in his body was about to move, and as soon as his mind moved, the shining dragon ball flew out from the center of his eyebrows, shooting straight at the true dragon condensed by the king's qi.

Feng Yue's mouth opened wide: "When did the master find such a beautiful ball, no wonder he can't look down on the treasure found by the wealth fan's trick!"

Bai Qi's face twitched when he heard the word "master", but seeing that Han Yu didn't react, he let out a long sigh again, and the good girl suddenly became someone else's slave, which no one could accept. Bai Qi naturally wouldn't ignite a lonely ghost for no reason, it was really because this Fengyue was his daughter in his previous life, so he worked hard to find it, and even taught him the secret method of cultivation.

When the dragon ball shot into the white dragon's body, it gave birth to a devouring force, and the bit of royal qi that Wang Mang had worked hard to condense was sucked in.

Han Yu subconsciously took back the Dragon Ball, and after looking at it for a long time, he didn't find any changes, and some inexplicably put it into his body for use in his future cultivation.

Not long after a few people left, there was a muffled sound of "poof!" from Wang Mang's family tomb, and the screams of sorrow and the howling of ghosts were terrifying. Wang Mang, who had just come out of the mountain, also felt a sharp pain in his heart, roared angrily, and almost fell down, but fortunately, he practiced the secret art of the Yin and Yang Sect all the year round, and his internal strength was overwhelming, so he hurriedly used his skills to resist, so he barely stabilized his figure.

Bai Qi didn't say a word after returning to the entrance of the ghost clan, and Han Yu was trying to check if there was any change in the dragon ball in his body, so he naturally turned a blind eye to it. After a long time, the Yin-Yang Mirror turned into Tai Chi floating light and shot into the middle of the Nine Dragons, the dragon wall was flipped, the light and shadow flowed, and several people came to the secret realm of the ghost clan.

The wind is gusting, and there is no light. There are hundreds of catastrophes in the world, and the night is not long.

Han Yu woke up suddenly and looked down. I saw the blue light flashing wildly, and the ghost shadow floating.

The ghostly light is endless, and the resonance of gold and iron is endless.

"Where is this?" asked Han Yu, turning his head.

"The Underworld...... The eighteenth layer of hell!" Bai Qi said.

Han Yu was dumbfounded: "The so-called secret realm of your Bishan Ghost Clan is this eighteenth layer of hell?" There was a burst of curiosity in his heart, this is the legendary hell! There is no imaginary fear and horror, an indescribable complex feeling, because his eyes gradually adapt to the dark environment, and continue to spread in his body.

Bai Qi suddenly became a little bored, if Han Yu showed even the slightest disappointment, it would make him feel better, Pianpian looked full of interest, he couldn't beat it, and his daughter became someone's slave again, and under the entanglement, even he didn't notice that his pace was much faster.

Feng Yue and the other ghosts were silent, in fact, this was only the tip of the iceberg of the eighteenth layer of hell, but they had seen the sinister and ferocious inside, and the psychological shadow was not small.

After another moment, a little light suddenly appeared in front of him, gray, and extremely incongruous in this netherworld.

"I'm finally back in the secret realm!" Feng Yue let out a long sigh of relief. The Yin-Yang Mirror can open the entrance to the Mountain, but if you want to leave this secret realm of the ghost clan, you don't necessarily have to go through the Mountain, which is why Bai Qi didn't jump like thunder after learning that Han Yu had the Yin-Yang Mirror.

Han Yu realized the vitality of the secret realm, it was exactly the same as the earth immortal realm, no wonder, the ghost clan was originally a ghost living in the earth immortal realm, if it was the same as the netherworld, why bother to separate the ghost clan. However, it is surprising that this mountain ghost clan built a secret realm in the netherworld, no wonder the northern mountain gate is prosperous, but this mountain ghost clan can live well.