Xia Shenshi still didn't say anything.

He just sat down silently beside Yelu Yueli.

Except for the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty and Master Xuanqing, the entire Tang Dynasty did not seem to know what the Uighur Goddess meant.

However, he, who had seen many miracles in the Uighur Temple, knew very well that the supernatural powers of Uighur goddesses from all generations completely exceeded the world's cognition and completely exceeded the level of fighting among practitioners.

He didn't need to think about what the purpose of Yelu Yueli's actions were. He was just very sure that what Yelu Yueli did was related to the life and death of countless people.

...

When Yelu Yueli sat down quietly and waited, there was a crisp sound in the soles of An Zhilu's boots in another section of the mountain road on the northern foot of Mount Li.

It was a piece of bird's dead bones.

The trampled bone chips shine with a blue-white shattering under the moonlight.

He suddenly raised his hand.

The team of more than 200 people in the rear suddenly stopped, and the friction of the armor was like teeth scratching hard objects.

Three black armored soldiers appeared in front of him in an instant, and their positions were in the shape of a font, looking like they were to prevent any enemy from appearing suddenly in front of him, but such a position also blocked all the angles he was flying forward and rushing forward.

"General An?"

At this time, the sound coming from behind him was made by his deputy Han Chuijin. The hilt of the patrolman Wuhou was about to press against his back, and the action of approaching and protecting the main general was a vague sense of threat. And when he was so close, An Zhilu keenly smelled the scent of ambergris on the other party's body.

The Jinwuwei in Chang'an City who were wearing armor and walking at night liked to carry sachets with ambergris, which would make their sweat less obvious and would prevent them from being disgusted by their body odor when they encountered noble people.

But how could such ordinary patrol Wuhou carry such sachets when walking in the wild?

There is no doubt that these people he dispatched have big problems.

These people have not shown their true cultivation so far, but the perception provided by the natal Gu in his body at this time easily revealed a fact that there were at least thirty practitioners in this patrol army of more than 200 people, and at least ten of them were above the sixth grade. These monks disguised as ordinary soldiers, and the jade plaques on their waists appeared faintly under the black robe.

The most difficult one is the veteran who always coughs. The bronze spear he is leaning on should be a powerful magic weapon. The aura emitted from the dark patterns of Ge Zang made him feel an inexplicable sense of threat.

The prince was being taken to Qianzhou, and now he felt that he was also being taken to Zulong Underground Palace.

These patrol troops, which are nominally under their control, are actually similar to those of the escort army.

When recalling the eunuch's eyes, An Zhilu knew it well. The reason why the emperor gave such an appointment was because he already knew that he was Wang Youshan's pawn.

The reason why he was used was because the emperor knew very well that Wang Youshan was probably the one in the world who knew the most about the Ancestral Dragon Underground Palace.

Since the emperor knew, Gu Shiwu must have known it.

But even after thinking about this level clearly, he had no other choice now.

If he cannot reflect his own value when dealing with those of Li Chenshan, then he will have no value in this world to the Emperor and Wang Youshan.

"here…"

His eyes were a little colder, but there was no obvious change in expression on his face. He reached out to a stone sculpture lying across the grass.

The thing looked like a horse and a lion. He didn't know what it was. As his fingers pointed, many people saw a fresh mark with blood scattered inside.

Two monks in black armor instantly squatted in the mixed wood in front of the stone sculpture. Their fingertips streaked through the wet soil, and then said almost at the same time, "It won't take more than a cup of tea."

"Follow me."

An Zhilu did not give any explanation and walked directly to the northwest side.

The team behind him instantly divided into two groups of light and dark, one followed closely behind him, and another quickly spread into the woodland on both sides.

The cough sounded behind him, and the old army with a bronze spear followed, right behind Han Chuijin.

An Zhilu thought for a while, turned to look at the old army and said, "This official, please stand in front of me."

Han Chuijin and the old army were slightly stunned and looked at each other. The old army smiled and coughed while walking forward, "General An, I have been infected with wind and cold recently and have some lung diseases. If you are not afraid that I will spread it to you, I will get closer to you."

An Zhilu didn't respond. When he walked up to him, he whispered, "I'm afraid it's not wind and cold, but an old disease in the past. The people above arranged your chore, and I'm afraid that what you think about is the best of your money."

The old army's eyes flashed and his face was a little cold, but only heard An Zhilu continued, "You know I am important, and the people who have to deal with this job also know I am important. We are all on the same boat now. If you can't protect me, it's a lot of danger to go down the underground palace. If I can live, I will try my best to protect you. I am from different origins from those who command you. Some of the soldiers under my command were killed in battle, but none of them died in vain."

The chill on the old army disappeared. He was silent for a moment, smiled and said, "General An has said this clearly enough, so I will wait and see."

An Zhilu nodded slowly and said softly in a voice that only the old army and Han Chuijin could hear, "Go directly to Canbei Road. This area should be the most suitable place for this area."

The old army nodded. His speed of movement was significantly accelerated. The bronze spear in his hand easily cut off the miscellaneous woods and vines blocking the road.

Han Chuijin followed quietly, giving people the feeling that she didn't hear An Zhilu's words at all.

"The swaying water in the ditch below is white. The red beads on the walls are not gems and cannot be touched. They are highly poisonous. If you hear the sound of a bronze bell, don't stay where you listen to where the sound comes from. Hurry up and prepare to avoid crossbow arrows."

An Zhilu just continued to say calmly, "Don't just believe in your perception. The star map above the earth's head cannot be used as a mark to record the direction, the star map inside will change."

When he finished this slowly, broken monuments were already everywhere in the mountains and forests.

The old army stood beside a broken monument, and there was a spacious enough thief hole in the place.

This perfect circular hole with a diameter of about ten feet, the soil layer on the edge is obviously pressed extremely tight by some powerful energy force, and even presents a porcelain-like texture.

The bronze spear in the old army talked into the cave. The dark patterns on the spear suddenly lit up, and the glow of the true energy spread like water waves. The entire passage could not see the end, but the soil layer was as smooth as a mirror, and even a figure could be reflected.

"I'll go down first, you guys follow."

The old army turned his head to look at An Zhilu, and looked at the calm expression on An Zhilu's face. He smiled, poked the bronze spear directly under his feet, and then jumped down.

After a long time, Lao Jun's voice came from below, "It's okay."

An Zhilu didn't hesitate and jumped down directly.

The hole tilted downward, and the body slid faster and faster. However, during the sliding process, An Zhilu didn't feel afraid at all, but instead felt a sense of peace that she had never felt on the ground above.

For some reason, he also had a very special intuition.

Since he met Gu Liubai and Pei Yunqi in Youzhou, he felt that his life would be rewritten from now on, but whether it was Gu Liubai or Pei Yunqi, he was always like his natural nemesis. When he thought of these two people, he always felt a sense of fear.

There must be no Gu Liubai and Pei Yunliu in the underground palace now.

And he intuitively felt that this underground palace could help him get rid of this inexplicable sense of fear.

After sliding down for about ten feet, the yin energy in the underground palace had flowed back into the hole, making him feel his blood and flesh tightening. He slightly swelled his true energy, and his falling momentum was slightly slower. Then he seemed to have a bucket of ice water poured all over his body and fell into the corridor of the underground palace.

A slight sound was heard.

There was an echo in the distance in the underground palace.

In the darkness, the faint light of the bronze spear shines out the surrounding scene.

He and Lao Jun stood in the middle of a wide corridor, with towering black stone walls on both sides, with dense red beads embedded in the walls, each of which was the size of a fist, and the surface was filled with strange oil.

The corridor on one side is sealed, and at the end of the corridor on the other side is a river channel, with silver water flowing in the river channel, which is a highly poisonous white slut.

Lao Jun looked at An Zhilu with a look of obvious complexity.

He didn't expect that the scene below this place was exactly the same as An Zhilu said.

He reached out and pointed the dense red beads, and couldn't help asking, "General An, what are these?"

"It is the poison sac of the Blood-Eyed Toad. It is easy to break and must not be touched. If the mechanism is touched, the arrows will easily avoid it. However, if the arrows are shot on it, the poison juice here will splash, and the practitioners will easily be caught."

At this time, Han Chuijin also fell down.

An Zhilu then said calmly, "Almost all things in the underground palace can only be seen and not touched. General Han, the people who came down for a while, kept a distance of ten steps in each three groups. If you feel that you can't control your hands, tie your hands."

Han Chuijin laughed at this time.

"People who come down later will not be unable to control their hands." He looked at An Zhilu, suddenly restrained his smile and saluted, "Our lives are all in General An's hands."
Chapter completed!