After the crown prince Di Jin and the prince Wang Zetian and others left, the dinner party went on as usual; although the atmosphere was a little cold without the protagonist, but under the auspices of the princess Nisui Bian and the princess of the palace, the officials present were also patient. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info They began to toast at the wine table, talking to each other about some important affairs in the DPRK and China, boasting about each other's capital, and for a while the palace seemed to be lively again.

In the study of the other courtyard, the old manager Wang Junli walked out with the prince Di Jin and the prince of the country, and saw that he seemed to be familiar with the way, and kept coming to the courtyard of the palace to walk around.

After a while, I came to the rockery and saw Qu Yuangui sitting and lying down; Di Jin on the side raised his eyebrows and gestured to Qu Yuangui, the soldier Qu Yuangui seemed to have a knack, and very consciously carried the little prince Wang Yuxin, left the prince Wang Zetian and walked out of the rockery, and followed Di Jin and the others with steps.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, dare to ask us where we are going?" Li Changyu, the protector of the country, waved his folding fan and looked a little puzzled in the brightly lit courtyard.

Di Jin smiled a little dryly at the Protector: "The Protector is following, I don't know, let's see where the Governor Wang takes us." Qu Yuangui on the side slapped himself and couldn't figure it out, and he looked around in a daze and followed behind.

After about a cup of tea, they walked to an ancestral hall, which looked very old, and the bright red paint had been painted over and over again due to the passage of time, and it looked a little dark black. When I walked in, I saw that the inside of the hall was very clean, and I could see that it was often taken care of.

"Alas, I can't imagine that after so many years, it's still the same as when I was arrested and returned to Kyoto. The old manager Wang Junli looked at the ancestral hall with some nostalgia, he gently pushed open the door of the ancestral hall and walked in; Di Jin and the others paused and followed.

He stretched out his hands and lit the incense altar on the spiritual tablet, and the white hair on his head fluttered coldly in the wind; the old manager Wang Junli leaned over and looked at the top tablet and was stunned: "It has been more than 200 years before he was willing to step out of the palace and return to Jingzhou to see his parents, and he felt ashamed of the palace." ”

At that time, the father of the old boss Wang Junli was a famous foreign surname prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he himself was the first master of the Great Inner Palace. Only then was his sworn brother Emperor Zhou ordered him to be arrested and returned to the palace, and his family was demoted from Kyoto and was never allowed to enter Beijing.

Before he was captured by many military men and Ouchi masters, he decided that he would not survive this time, so he asked his parents to prepare a burial chamber so that he could be buried together in the future. After so many years, he came back to put a stick of incense on his parents, which made the old manager Wang Junli a little embarrassed; he walked back and forth in the ancestral hall and inspected it for some time, and near the incense altar he saw a sunken small foot of the incense burner, and the foot of the altar seemed to be nailed to the floor without any traces.

The old manager Wang Junli stared for a moment, and with a vigorous slap of his divine sense cultivation, the small foot of the incense burner shattered in response to the sound and turned into a copper bead and fell into his hand.

Looking at this familiar copper bead, he remembered his mother, this was a sword pill that his mother had asked him for, but unfortunately he couldn't use it now. Wang Junli refined his divine sense a little, and shot this sword pill into a small round hole in the beam on the top of the ancestral hall, and the shaking of the shaking mechanism began to emit a dull sound in this ancestral hall.

The high table with many tokens was split in half for a while, revealing a deep underground passage, and as the underground passage was revealed, a musty smell that had not been opened for many years gradually dispersed.

"Taki'er, let's go, let's go in and give you alchemy. As he spoke, the old manager Wang Junli walked into the underground corridor with a roll of robes.

Di Jin has been watching Wang Junli's every move with Li Changyu, the protector of the country, and he only thinks about it for a moment, and he thinks ridiculously that if Wang Junli wants to harm him, he can do it as early as when he is five years old. Why wait until today, and follow in with a faint smile unconsciously.

Seeing this, the Protector hurriedly followed behind the crown prince Di Jin, fearing that Di Jin's accident would hinder the plan they had made earlier. And Qu Yuangui looked at everyone with some complaints, and kept muttering: "The protector of the country is really true, leave me alone and leave it alone!"

After the five people in the group entered the underground tunnel, the sword pill in the ancestral hall was controlled by the old manager Wang Junli's divine sense into his sleeve, and his light cuff waved out a spiritual aura, and the countless dust was blown away into the depths of this underground tomb.

The torches shine one after another on both sides, and it can be seen that although this tomb has not been opened for a hundred years, the air is circulating, and this is not a dead pit.

Di Jin shook off some fine dust that blew into the bun, and observed the surroundings, this corridor is based on the ground, about fifty meters deep, the circular corridor around the walls on both sides has been extending down, but on the terrace in the middle is quietly placed a coffin.

The coffin was lying on the open-air terrace, and there was bottomless darkness on both sides, and there was a subtle sound of the wind blowing around the corridor, and the sound of the water flowing.

"Grandpa Wang, this tomb is such a big deal, whose tomb is this?" Di Jin looked at the old manager Wang Junli with a clear eye like a pool of clear water and asked.

The old manager Wang Junli sighed slightly: "It's the first time I've come here, it seems that in addition to my mother, my nameless master has also contributed to this tomb." There was no trace of surprise on the wrinkled old face, and he waved his hand in the void near the coffin, and in less than a moment, he saw ripples, and an unknown magic circle in the center gradually dissipated.

"This is the tomb that my mother and my master built for me. ”

Di Jin's eyes shook slightly, but there was some surprise in his calm and profound gaze, as a true immortal who had entered the cultivation period, how could he not know that this formation could at least be deployed by a monk who had practiced above the void period.

He looked at the old manager Wang Junli and asked, "Grandpa Wang, this formation alone is enough to destroy the entire Great Zhou, and how could you be trapped in the palace at that time?"

The old manager Wang Junli smirked stupidly for a while, and looked at Di Jin: "Lu'er, when I die one day, you will know, I am just an outcast." My royal family is just a person who is hated by God, and he lives in the world. As he spoke, he flew slowly onto the terrace.

Di Jin condensed a slight leap in spiritual power, giving people an illusion as if teleporting, and suddenly came to the vicinity of Wang Junli, and the protector on the side saw it, waved the folding fan and sent out the magic weapon, and pulled Qu Yuangui on the side to step on the folding fan and slowly flew to the terrace.

"Take off his clothes and put them on top of that coffin!" said the old manager Wang Junli as he looked at Qu Yuangui beside Li Changyu, the protector of the country.

Qu Yuangui looked at Di Jin with some doubts. Seeing this, Di Jin was a little funny, when can this major general's honest temperament be changed, and he drank softly: "Stupid donkey, why are you still looking at me, don't you do it according to Manager Wang's words." ”

I saw that Qu Yuangui couldn't help but panic when he saw Di Jin's quiet Nie Zi looking at him, hurriedly carrying Wang Yuxin on his back, hurriedly put him on the coffin board, looked at the guard Guogong and then looked at the old manager Wang Junli, and began to take off Wang Yu's new clothes.

The little prince Wang Yuxin exposed his fair skin, there was no fat on his thin body, he looked like he had some muscles, and when he saw that his clothes were almost taken off, Qu Yuangui stopped his hand and hugged his fist at the old manager Wang Junli: "Manager Wang, the clothes have been taken off, what should I do next?"

The old manager Wang Junli looked at Qu Yuangui's honest appearance with big hands and feet, and was quite puzzled how Di Jin could use such a stupid person as his subordinate? The scarlet Nie Zi looked at Qu Yuangui, and said in a dry cough: "Tell you to take off your clothes, don't you just take off your clothes, take off your pants too, and let him sit on the coffin naked." ”

Seeing this, Di Jin looked at the old manager Wang Junli with some guilt and said: "Grandpa Wang, you have paid so much for me, and now you want your descendants to dedicate the spiritual root to refine the Hidden Spirit Pill, Lu'er is really ashamed of you!"

Seeing this, Wang Junli looked at Di Jin with some relief, and helped Di Jin up: "Lu'er, in fact, I have long regarded you as my own flesh and blood. Why should you do that? After speaking, the old man looked at Qu Yuangui and Li Changyu, the protector of the country, on the side with a gloomy face: "You two little guys, you can see me refining pills today, which can be regarded as rubbing the light of Lu'er, and retreat to the side for me." “

"Five coffins out!" I saw Wang Junli open his bloody mouth, and the five coffins had been swallowed by him all the time, pregnant in the purple mansion, and it seemed that the peach-colored coffin was faintly glowing, as if it was about to advance to the spiritual weapon.

The five coffins kept shaking in the air, and they sat around Wang Yuxin very spiritually, surrounding his naked body in the middle.

Di Jin was a little embarrassed to watch the old boss Wang Junli's every move, but he knew that if he didn't do this, then their earlier plan would never be carried out, so with a hint of reluctance, he turned around and turned his back to Wang Junli.

"Purple Qi is coming from the east!" With Wang Junli's shout, he leaped forward, stepped on the five natal coffin magic vessels, and began to slap violently, and it seemed to contain the truth of heaven and earth between one closure and one closure.

And Wang Yuxin, who was sitting in the coffin on the terrace, suddenly frowned, there seemed to be some traces of sobriety, and the coffin under the seat fell off pieces of old wooden boards, which were exactly the same as the natal weapon of Wang Junli, the old manager, but this coffin was peach.