With a nervous mood, Zhao Ruoyi handed over the information about the Zhou family to Aunt Ninth and asked her to give it to Xu Changqing. In his opinion, after seeing everyone, Xu Changqing only took the initiative to say hello to Aunt Ninth, so he judged that the two had a good relationship, so he wanted to use this relationship to prevent Xu Changqing from taking his anger at them because of the Zhou family affairs.

The facts proved that Zhao Ruoyi and others were completely overthinking. In fact, the Zhou family's side branches were no different from strangers on the roadside to Xu Changqing, and even the Zhou family's direct descendants did not have much affection. Only Zhou Qinglan, the cousin, could make him feel a little concerned. After reading the information, he found that Zhou Qinglan left China and went to Europe to study in the year when he and Chen Yingning met. After that, most of the Zhou family's direct descendants moved to Europe, and only a few people stayed to guard the ancestral land. Most of these people died in the war disaster, and a few died in the hands of the side branches who defected to the Japanese and fought for the ancestral land of the Zhou family.

"Do you have any information about the Zhou family's direct clan who moved abroad?" Xu Changqing closed the information in his hand and asked Aunt Ninth.

Aunt Ninth shook her head and said, "I don't know much about this, but since they asked the younger generation to send these information, they must have collected all the information."

After hearing this, Xu Changqing didn't ask any more questions and raised his hand to signal that Aunt Ninth could leave.

After returning to the ground, the Ninth Auntie told Zhao Ruoyi and others about the passage. Although Xu Changqing did not show any bad emotions such as anger, resentment, etc. in the description of Ninth Auntie, they were still worried that Xu Changqing was just pretending to be dissatisfied with his dissatisfaction. Not only did he not let go of his uneasy hearts, but he raised them even higher.

Xu Changqing didn't know the mood of Zhao Ruoyi and others. Even if he knew, he wouldn't care. After studying the stone slab, he focused on the soul fragments of the ancient demon gods. He hoped to sort out and absorb more memories from the soul fragments of the ancient demon gods as much as possible, and prepare for the trip to Qinling soon.

I believe that it is very difficult to sort out relatively complete memories from the fragments of the ancient demon Shenqiu's soul, because one is that the sorted memory can be viewed like a book, while the other is extremely chaotic. It is very difficult to find a complete and useful one from these chaotic memories supported on the fragments of the soul. It took him a whole day to find a memory data from the fragments of the memory that should be useful. This data is the name of the palace to attract monsters.

There is no clear direction in this memory material, pointing out that the word "Shooting Demon" refers to the palace in the belly of the Qinling Mountains, but Xu Changqing had an inexplicable feeling and felt the connection between the two.

In the ancient times, there were countless palaces named after the monster hunting, but there were only three or four of them that were truly famous, such as the Demon Recruitment Palace of Nuwa's Demon Recruitment Palace, the Demon Recruitment Palace of the Ancient Demon Emperor Taiyi, etc. I don't know if it was a coincidence. Zhen Yuanzi's memory only had some vague names, but there was no specific image, so even if Xu Changqing thought that the palace might be a Demon Recruitment Palace of the Demon Recruitment Palace, he could not be sure which one it was. Despite this, he was sure that no matter which Demon Recruitment Palace was, it was very dangerous for him now in the physical body of a mortal.

As the name suggests, the function of the Demon-Shooting Hall is to summon monsters and spirits. Its scope of action is large and small depending on the cultivation of the controller. The Demon-Shooting Hall can summon monsters from a mountain, while the Demon-Shooting Hall like the Nuwa can cover a million earthly realms. In a certain aspect, the Demon-Shooting Hall can also be regarded as a magic weapon. Most monsters in the prehistoric world are more beastly than spirituality, violent and aggressive. If so many monsters are gathered to the ground, if there is no powerful ban power, it will inevitably cause a chaotic battle of countless casualties. If the floating palace is really the Demon-Shooting Hall, even if the Demon-Shooting Hall is just the most ordinary, the ban power is only one thousandth, and Xu Changqing's mortal body magic power is not subject to any restrictions, otherwise it will be difficult for him to escape from it when he enters.

Therefore, Xu Changqing, who originally didn't care much about the trip to Qinling Mountains, became cautious. Taking advantage of the preparation time of Zhao Ruoyi and others, he sorted out the magic weapons and methods he could use now, so as to avoid being in a hurry when encountering problems.

After Xu Changqing entered the station of this special department, about ten days had passed. Just when Xu Changqing was about to go out and remind him that the preparation should be accelerated, Zhao Ruoyi and Mr. Song suddenly came to the room where Xu Changqing was placed and informed that all the preparations had been completed and asked Xu Changqing to go to Qinling with them.

Xu Changqing didn't say much, put down the books in his hand, got up and took off the seven-star bracelet hanging on the door, put them back on his hand, then left the room, went up to the ground, and under the arrangement of Zhao Ruoyan, he got into a jeep. The moment he got into the car, he felt a power similar to divine thoughts swept across him and he could catch it at once. The reason why it was similar to divine thoughts was mainly because this power was more substantial and had no silent effect of divine thoughts. Just touching Xu Changqing's hair was already felt.

At this time, Xu Changqing's gaze looked at another jeep on the right through the window. The person sitting in the jeep was the source of this kind of divine power. Xu Changqing did not use any magical powers at all. Just based on the breath and creeds and the flow of qi and blood, he could tell that the five people sitting in the jeep were not ordinary people.

These five people, four men and one woman, and the power of divine thoughts should come from that woman. Although judging from their breathing, none of them had practiced profound martial arts or Taoism, the qi and blood of each of them were extremely abnormally several times higher than that of ordinary people. Judging by the physical strength generated after the qi and blood circulation, their power, by the standards of mortals, is probably only a strong and infinite adjective.

The power generated by the circulation of qi and blood in these people is second-class. After all, no matter how powerful it is, it is just a rash man. The real power they possess is actually the power of their natal blood in their bodies. This natal blood power should come from their extremely ancient gods and demon ancestors. Once these bloodlines are opened, they will give them some unpredictable magical powers. According to Xu Changqing's estimate, if the bloodline power of these five men and women is fully exerted, it should not be much worse than any Taoist practitioner standing at the top of the world.

"Who are those people?" Mr. Song also got into the vehicle where Xu Changqing was, so Xu Changqing pointed directly at the jeep and asked.

Mr. Song guessed that Xu Changqing would have this question and immediately replied: "They are the entourages who entered the underground palace this time, Mr. Xu. I will introduce them to Mr. Xu later on the plane."

Xu Changqing frowned slightly and said, "If you don't want to lose such talents in vain, it's better to let them not walk with me, because even I'm not sure to come out of it."

Old Song was stunned and looked at Xu Changqing in confusion. At this time, the vehicle slowly drove out of the courtyard. When he passed two intersections, he seemed to guess the meaning of Xu Changqing's words, and then confirmed: "Does Mr. Xu know what is inside the Qinling Mountain?"

Xu Changqing nodded without hiding it, and made his debut with what he guessed: "I guess there is probably the Demon Recruitment Hall of a powerful man in the ancient prehistoric world."

"The Demon Palace?" Old Song was stunned for a moment, with a look of confusion. So Xu Changqing carefully explained the situation of the Demon Palace, and emphasized the ban power in the Demon Palace.

After hearing this, Mr. Song obviously did not believe what Xu Changqing said, and said, "How is this possible? Aren't those all myths and legends? According to national archaeology, the Nuwa clan is a tribal leader of the matriarchal society, and Taiyi only believes in the sun. Not only China, but even the nations of other countries have similar sun beliefs."

Xu Changqing asked back: "For those ordinary people, people like you and me are not a myth. Since we are real, why do fellow Taoists deny their existence?"

Mr. Song didn't know how to answer for a while. He neither believed Xu Changqing's words nor denied Xu Changqing's words. He just sat there with a contemplative look on his face. Seeing this, Xu Changqing did not intend to persuade him. He closed his mouth, leaned on the chair, closed his eyes and rested.

The convoy soon arrived at a military airport and parked a transport plane at the airport. Many staff members around were doing final inspections of the plane. The convoy directly parked next to the plane, and people got out of the car one after another. After Xu Changqing got off the car, he immediately felt a slight hostility time falling on his body. Without turning around and looking more, he knew that this slightly hostile sight came from the five men and women. Obviously, what he said just now had fallen into the ears of those people. They thought they were underestimated and were a little dissatisfied.

This was also the result of Xu Changqing's intentional act. In fact, when he was saying that, he felt that the power of divine thoughts fell into the car again. His words were not so much about Mr. Song, but rather about the five people who wanted to walk with him. However, now it seems that his kindness was not appreciated.

Xu Changqing did not intend to bother too much about this. Since he had reminded him of the danger there, he had already done his best. If he did not change his original intention and continued to let these people accompany him, it would have nothing to do with him if these people died there in the end.
Chapter completed!