Listening to the sound of war drums sounding deep in the underground palace, even Xia Shenshi, who had been infected with the fireworks in Chang'an for a long time, had no human emotions, had a strange change in the cold expression on her face.

He hesitated for a moment, then looked at Yelu Yueli and asked seriously, "Is what you said to Li Baixing before true?"

Yelu Yueli nodded and said, "I will not deceive a dying person."

Xia Shenshi was stunned. He was not good at talking and would not think about any complicated issues on weekdays, so he was a little confused at this time. He spoke very slowly and said almost word by word, "You told him before that you foresaw death, but what I heard you meant is your death."

Yelu Yueli was smart. She knew Xia Shenshi's confusion at this time, so she explained very simply, "Yes, I foresee my death. I feel that the shadow of death is always shrouded on me. If we were outside the barrier at this time, I would probably have been hovering in the sky above my head. But in fact, I also saw the shadow of death covered him. People with bad luck will be together, and luck will become faster. I think if he doesn't get together with us, we each may have a chance to survive. If we get together, there may be no chance to survive."

Xia Shenshi finally understood.

He was silent for a while before saying, "Is there any way to give you more chances to survive?"

Yelu Yueli suddenly became a little sad, "It's a pity that we didn't see far enough, especially me. I have always been too arrogant and felt that the goddess of our Uighur Temple is the only practitioner in the world who can sense the belongings of energy, but it may not be so. If Gu Shiwu could be in Chang'an, I would have a greater chance of survival, but some people's work is really amazing. I don't know if Gu Shiwu has figured it out now. If he stayed by Duke Pei, he would not be able to stop this person from getting what he wanted. If he came to Chang'an, Duke Pei might have something to do. No matter which path he chose, maybe this person could get the benefits he wanted."

"Then why can't you stay in Chang'an or just rush to meet Gu Shiwu?" Xia Shenshi looked at her and said incomprehensiblely, "If you stay in Chang'an, Master Xuanqing and Master Chong Qian can take care of you, and the emperor will also try his best to ensure your safety."

Yelu Yueli shook her head and said, "If I can't stop this man from getting what he wants from the Zulong Underground Palace, things should get worse."

Xia Shenshi was silent for a while and said, "Can you directly sense this person?"

"If you can sense this person, you and Yin Shiniang and the others may kill him directly, but it's a pity that they can't." Yelu Yueli sighed, "What this person has always done is to always put the energy on others, and I can't sense the existence of this person."

Xia Shenshi took a deep breath and said, "I won't leave you."

Yelu Yueli said, "I know, so I didn't drive you away."

The waiter Xia Shen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "What is this drum sound?"

Yelu Yueli replied seriously, "I can't be sure, but I have a little guess. The Qin Emperor destroyed the six kingdoms, unified the world, and achieved unprecedented hegemony. Since then, the Middle Earth dynasty has changed, but it will never be divided. Only then did everyone have the idea of ​​unification, so later generations call him Zulong. The same carriages, the same books, the same ethics, unified currency, unified weights and measures, and unified ethics... Such people have no talent in the world, and no such thing as the world. People like this will not beg for illusory things. Whether they seek immortality, or the same life as life, and the unity of man and nature, they feel that yin and yang can transform each other, and whether they can resurrect it must be because he has seen something or is already a little sure."

Xia Shenshi nodded.

He actually didn't quite understand what Yelu Yueli said about the long-term significance of the same track, the same book, and the same love for the unification of the world. But he naturally knew the power of Zulong. Even he felt that the reason why so many tribes and countries outside the pass continued to reproduce and disappear, but there was never a dynasty like the Tang Dynasty, was because there was never a person like Zulong.

Yelu Yueli then said softly, "According to the news that Gu Liubai had sent back one after another, the matter of the Nilian Venerable of Famen Temple shows that under the blessing of a certain magic array, the spiritual will can indeed be immortalized for a long time. After the evil transformation and change, the Pu Taoist, who can walk for a long time and even transform the yin energy into his own life, further confirmed the thought of the Mingji of the Ancestral Dragon Emperor Mausoleum. Xia Shenshi, think about it, the seven powerful countries, the hundreds of schools, the witches, the Way of Gu, the magical powers and the weapon refining sect, have all reached the peak of the throne.

At that time, the Qi Refining Men, Military Method, and Formation Masters suddenly flourished. In such an era, countless masters showed their own ultimate means during the battle between the seven kingdoms, leaving their own thoughts and their own inheritance even if they died. In this era, what can be nurtured is beyond our imagination. Zulong and his aides, those army loyal to him, and plundering the classics of various schools of thought. If he did not see any results, how could he do his best to do such a thing?"

The first time Xia Shenshi looked shocked, he said, "Is it the Ancestral Dragon Resurrection?"

Yelu Yueli shook his head and said, "The Ancestral Dragon is the real true dragon. The underground palace has given birth to a dragon for the Great Sui Dynasty to obtain it. This means that the record is indeed good. When the Zulong underground palace was built, it was destroyed by Qin Ershi and the eunuchs in power. So even if it recovers, it is impossible for the Ancestral Dragon to be resurrected, but I sensed a powerful will, as if I wanted to seize the true dragon energy that originally belonged to the underground palace."

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but sigh again and said, "Shi Shenshi, I tell you the truth, our Uighur Temple is neither the Mojin Sect nor the Faqiu Sect, but all the practices are completed in the caves. I'm afraid our inheritance also comes from a certain school in the Qin Dynasty. In particular, our Uighur Temple highly respects Zulong and has many records about Zulong's underground palace. Zulong has legislated the abolition of human sacrifices, but what is certain is that the underground palace

There are terracotta warriors, a large army of bronze chariots and horses, and the soldiers who died in battle with him in the battle against the six kingdoms were also buried in the underground Xianyang city. The changes of Taoist Pu were related to the true dragon and the rat Taoist. Whether it was the true dragon or the rat Taoist, their magical powers were related to the Zulong Underground Palace. Therefore, at this time, the war drums were beating and had a strong will to recover. If a large army of underworld was killed in the underground palace, I would not find it strange to see them like Taoist Pu."

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Dong!

In the underground palace, the drums were still ringing.

This is the seventh sound.

The six drums in front were fine, but they only made people feel the ears buzzing. However, when the seventh battle drum sounded, even An Zhilu and others who were walking in the opposite direction of Xianyang City underground suddenly burst into blood. The drum sound seemed to hit their internal organs directly. He, the old army of Chige, Han Chuijin and all the black armored soldiers had a drastic change in his face. Some people groaned, and blood was already overflowing from the corners of their mouths.

"What's going on?"

Han Chuijin tried his best to control his true energy while walking around and asked in a cold voice.

Although the drum sounds far away, the qi in the entire underground palace is like the overall qi of a practitioner. The drum sounds like a practitioner using the sound-shaking method.

This sound-shaking method attacks all monks in the underground palace without distinction. This has nothing to do with courage and intelligence, and it depends entirely on the realm of practice.

Those with higher cultivation level can withstand more, while those with lower cultivation level cannot directly support them.

An Zhilu said silently.

Seeing him not speaking, Han Chuijin sternly said, "General An, what do you mean?"

"My understanding of this underground palace comes from some broken fragments." An Zhilu's expression on his face did not change much. He said this first, pondered for a moment, and said: "This kind of drum sound has exceeded my cognition, and I don't understand why it started. For me, I can only use my intuition to lead you to a relatively safe place. Now that I walk like this, I don't guarantee that we can all live, but it is the safest place in my intuition."

Dong!

As soon as An Zhilu finished speaking, the sound of war drums in Xianyang City in the distance sounded again. This time the drum sounded on everyone's true qi. The true qi in their bodies gushed out of their bodies without control.

Before the drums stopped, everyone was terrified to restrain their vitality. A sharp sound of metal friction suddenly came from the Black Stone Avenue ahead. A substantial cold wind whistled, and a bronze chariot rushed out of the darkness.

This bronze chariot was cast all over the body, and the chariot and the bronze armored soldiers on the chariot were integrated. The four hooves of the war horse could not run, nor could the wheels turn. However, the eyes of the war horse and the bronze armored soldiers holding long spears on the chariot were shining with red light, and the strong yin energy surged along the underworld like a stream of water.

The entire chariot swept at an astonishing speed, as if gliding on the waves, but wherever it passed, burning red light traces were left on the black stone tiles.

The bronze chariot looked small, but it was very heavy. It was galloping along the black chaotic road, with amazing momentum. The true energy in everyone's bodies was not completely restrained. At this time, they were shocked and dodged to both sides.

The bronze chariot galloped through the crowd, and the yin energy rolled over to both sides was like a huge wave. More than ten black-armored soldiers stood unsteadily. Fortunately, they were forced to hold it up by people around them, otherwise they would have fallen into the Baishen River on both sides.

An Zhilu took a deep breath. He felt that the bronze spear in the hand of the old army holding the bronze spear beside him seemed exactly the same as the spear in the hand of the bronze soldier on the bronze chariot.
Chapter completed!