Chapter 184 "Emperor Taizu" in the secret room
Chapter 184 "Emperor Taizu" in the secret room
"Pfft!"
Under the dark bridge, without much hesitation, Zhao Duan used the faint moonlight to quickly strip off his coat.
Then he jumped into the river, following the sensation, and felt his way towards the center of the formation at the bottom of the river.
Because it was night, visibility underwater was extremely low. After diving a few meters, we were almost blind.
Fortunately, the qi in the body and the implicit connection established with it are like an invisible rope in the darkness, quietly connecting the two.
Finally, Zhao Duan followed his feeling and touched the bottom of the water.
A faint glow was emanating from the mud-covered stones.
"Something has really changed!" Zhao Duan was delighted and used his hands and feet to paddle and crawl over.
After wiping away the mud with hands, one can clearly see the light shining through the patterns of the formation.
"Why has it changed? Clearly, there was nothing an hour ago."
Zhao Duan had no doubt that if the empress was nearby, she would definitely be able to sense it.
"I haven't seen any obvious changes in the past few days. I'm not much different from before. So, the biggest possibility is time."
Zhao Duan quickly grasped a key point:
“Zhongyuan Festival!”
"The Ghost Festival is the day of the year when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is the most abundant, and the gods are also the most active. Could it be because of this?
Wait...if I couldn't open it before because I was too weak, then is it possible to pry it open now that the formation is active?"
Thinking of this possibility, his heart began to pound wildly in the dark and cold water.
After a slight hesitation, Zhao Duan pressed his hands firmly on the formation, trying to pass into the unique energy of the "Way of the God of War".
Then, with his injection, the light of the formation that had been dead for many years became brighter and brighter, and a mysterious force descended, expanding the river water.
It was as if an air bubble was created at the bottom of the river and swallowed Zhao Duan into it.
"feasible!"
Zhao Duan was shocked. So, the key to open the secret passage was just the martial arts aura of Taizu?
Today's favorable timing and location saved him countless efforts.
The next second, he felt a flash before his eyes, and the whole person disappeared into the bottom of the river out of thin air.
……
royal palace.
"His Majesty!"
In the palace square, a group of palace maids walked with lanterns.
Suddenly, a streak of light was seen approaching, and it transformed into the Empress of Dayu, who was wearing a white dress, with long black hair flowing like a waterfall, a fairy-like face, and was graceful and majestic.
I don't know how she changed her clothes on the road...
Xu Zhenguan nodded slightly and said:
"I'm going to Yuanzu Temple to meditate. If there's anything, you can come and report to me."
"Here!"
The palace maids nodded hurriedly and watched the empress walk away.
"Your Majesty, are you coming back from outside the palace?"
"Shh, don't talk."
The palace is very large and the lights can only illuminate a small area.
The Yuanzu Temple is not far from the palace, and there are no guards stationed around it.
Xu Zhenguan got rid of the female officials following him, walked to the front of the temple with a natural expression, and pushed open the ancient temple door with a creaky sound.
As far as the eye can see, the vertical lamps in the hall light up one after another, and on the wall, a "Wu" character written in a dancing dragon and phoenix style almost seems to support the sky and the earth.
"Hu." Xu Zhenguan exhaled lightly, rolled up his sleeves, and the temple door closed automatically.
Walk to the altar and turn the candlestick.
“Zazaza—”
Next to the wall, the entrance to the cellar slowly opened.
The empress walked down the stairs, and after a few steps, she suddenly saw a vaulted wine cellar in front of her.
There were wine jars on the shelves all around, and the crystals inlaid on the walls were all lit up under the blessing of the formation, illuminating the sky as bright as day.
Xu Zhenguan rolled up her sleeves, revealing her snow-white and smooth arms. She had almost no jewelry on her body, and her wrists were clean, like fine jade.
But now the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he pulled out a huge food box from a shelf, which was full of all kinds of food.
She opened a jar of wine with a pop, and immediately sat down at a small table by the wall, taking a sip of wine and a bite of food to fill her stomach.
——The warrior’s appetite is amazing, and one bowl of wontons is not enough.
In addition, whenever there is a happy event, she likes to celebrate with a drink in private, which has become a habit.
However, she could never have imagined tonight that almost at the same time she was drinking alone.
Behind her, separated by a wall, in another sealed "secret room" that could not be explored or sensed, a person suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
……
Zhao Duan felt like he was dizzy for a moment.
It was as if I had passed through a long tunnel, but also as if it was just a blink of an eye.
He had left the riverbed and was lying on the cold floor.
It was dark before his eyes. He crouched down cautiously and climbed up, holding the Golden Crow Flying Knife in his hand, ready to deal with any danger.
However, everything around was quiet, except for a circular magic circle on the floor below, whose light was slowly fading.
Then.
"bass!"
"bass!"
"bass!"
Zhao Duan was surprised to see that in the darkness, balls of fire suddenly ignited around him in a ring shape, lighting up one after another around the wall centered on him.
When the light filled the entire secret room, he could see clearly that they were "night pearls" as big as fists, embedded in the wall.
There is a flame dancing in the beads.
"What the hell is this place…where is the secret passage we promised you?" Zhao Duan was stunned.
The secret room he was in was not very big, about the same size as his room at home, empty, with no doors on any side.
There was only a stone platform in the center, on which was a figure sitting cross-legged in meditation, with his back to him and his body covered in dust.
"Who are you?" He asked subconsciously, his body tense, and he felt a strong sense of regret. He wondered if the "secret passage" mentioned by Old Xu was guarded by a master from the Imperial Palace?
Did you walk into trouble?
If I get caught later, should I confess and get leniency, or should I confess and get leniency?
Zhao Duan has a lot of grievances that he cannot express.
According to his original idea, the so-called secret passage might be a formation under the bridge outside the city, connecting the imperial palace and the Yuanzu Temple.
Maybe it will appear in the "wine cellar" mentioned by Zhenbao.
He broke in with the intention of gaining some benefits.
Anyway, the worst that can happen is that if we get discovered, we can just blame everything on Wushentu.
But this is obviously not a "wine cellar", the point is...
people.
However, Zhao Duan tried to call out several times, fighting wits and courage with the air for a long time, but the figure with its back to him remained motionless.
"dead?"
Zhao Duan's face changed.
He subconsciously clenched the purple waist jade in his hand - the moment he saw the figure, he took out the teleportation waist jade bestowed by the empress.
After confirming that there was no response, he slowly walked around the wall and came to the "front" of the person sitting cross-legged in meditation.
After seeing it, he blurted out:
"Old Xu?!"
Yes!
The person sitting on the stone platform looked similar to Taizu of Dayu in the God of War Picture.
Zhao Duan felt his scalp explode, and he had nowhere to complain:
So, was I teleported to Old Xu's grave?
Stop making trouble!
"Wait, something's wrong. How old was Old Xu when he died? He can't still look middle-aged!"
Zhao Duan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
I approached it cautiously and suddenly discovered that there were a few lines of words engraved on the stone platform.
"The Yuanzu Temple... the Martial God Arena... where the dragon soul lives... future generations..."
He recited in a low voice, and then his expression became strange.
The tone of the words on the stone platform was clearly left by Emperor Taizu of Dayu, and the words were indeed crooked...
Well, it’s ugly in the style of Old Xu.
There are about a hundred words in total, half of them ancient and half of them unverbal. It is obvious at first glance that the author has no culture, but is trying hard to sound elegant.
The general meaning is that this place is the "Martial God Platform" under the Taizu Temple. Emperor Taizu created the "Martial God System" in order to cultivate warriors into gods.
The Martial God Platform is an altar dedicated to his own god.
Unfortunately, he never really took the last step in his entire life.
He just used the dragon energy in his sea of energy and refined it into a thing that was similar to a god, but not quite a god yet, and named it "Dragon Soul".
He said that if he died, his dragon soul would remain here if it had not dissipated.
If there are descendants with strong talent in martial arts in the future, they can accommodate the dragon soul in their bodies after breaking through the worldly realm, which will be of great help...
After death, the dragon soul will return to the Martial God Stage on its own.
"Ah this..."
Zhao Duan’s expression is wonderful.
First of all, he was not in the wrong place. The secret passage led to the Yuanzu Temple. As for why he did not see the wine cellar, he was not sure...
Secondly, he seemed to have picked up something extraordinary.
"Is this thing a dragon soul? A 'god' created by Old Xu through his own visualization?
Good fellow... Others gather the thoughts of all living beings to create a god, and everyone drives them, but you mess with yourself and only use it for yourself..."
"It sounds like it was left for future emperors... but why didn't Zhenbao keep it? She must have reached that level... and there's so much dust, it's obvious that no one has touched it for a long time..."
"Yes, she 'usurped' the throne, and she probably didn't know that there was such a secret room under the Yuanzu Temple... It's easy to imagine that such a big secret was passed down from generation to generation by emperors, but the prince ended up..."
"But... for something this important, it's a bit random to find a secret passage just by practicing the royal technique...
Hmm... No, the entrance to the secret passage is gone. It is impossible for a normal person to find it without knowing the location... Moreover, it requires the royal family's skills as the 'key'..."
Zhao Duan’s thoughts turned around.
He approached curiously and looked at "Old Xu" who was sitting cross-legged on the table.
Only then did he notice that its form was slightly illusory, as if it was not completely solid...
"I'll just watch and not touch you. After all, I'm just a mortal, not yet in the secular realm... Well, should I hand it over? It's really a headache..."
Zhao Duan was muttering.
Suddenly, as if he finally sensed the approach of an outsider, "Old Xu" who was sitting cross-legged on the stone platform suddenly...
Opened...
eye.
Those were a pair of pure golden eyes, without any human emotions, only indescribable majesty.
boom!
Then, the figure of "Old Xu" suddenly dissipated and turned into a ball of pure golden turbulence, shaped like a real dragon, hovering in the air in the secret room, with a bright light.
The moment Dragon Soul flew up, Zhao Duan felt his whole body stiffen and he couldn't move.
He was so frightened by the overwhelming pressure that was as fierce as a tsunami that he could not move.
Not to mention crushing the teleportation waist jade, even his thinking became extremely slow at this moment.
He could only watch helplessly as the dragon-shaped half-step god that Emperor Taizu had visualized throughout his life looked down upon him.
Eyes facing each other.
Suddenly, the golden dragon soul raised its head and let out a low dragon roar. Then, it turned into a torrent and poured into Zhao Duan's brow like a bursting dam of the Nujiang River!
"and many more--"
Zhao Duan’s eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.
……
at the same time.
On the other side of the wall, the slightly tipsy emperor-fairy opened a new jar of wine with her slender jade fingers. Suddenly, her whole body froze and she looked up at the sky in shock.
The wine jar in her hand made a "bang" sound and was shattered into pieces by the energy that she subconsciously released.
At this moment, she clearly heard a long-lost voice...
Dragon roar!
(End of this chapter)