"The artifact river jack is about to be born."

"The location is in the Dragon Vein Imperial Mausoleum."

After the emperor of the prosperous Tang Dynasty read the hexagram analysis, the rumor spread quietly from the imperial city that night along with various channels.

Whether it is the sects in the cultivation world or the five major tribes of the demon clan, as long as you have the intention, you can get this news. Even the specific location of the Dragon Vein Imperial Tomb can be found, including the restrictions on entering the Imperial Tomb. Later, it was said that this was a secret message, but it was an announcement rather than an announcement.

Everyone knows what secrets are there to talk about?

Everyone can realize that this may be done by the royal family on purpose, and it must have been a plan.

But this is an open conspiracy. I threw the things on the table, Jiang Taigong fished, and the willing one took the bait.

The information circulating from the imperial city is undoubtedly true, but it is certainly not all. There must be some key information that has been hidden. Otherwise, it will be impossible to explain at all. How could such an important message be known to everyone so quickly?

"Do you go?"

This is a problem facing many cultivation sects and demon clans.

The process was very confusing, but the result was surprisingly consistent. None of the sects that received the news chose to give up, and at least they would send disciples from the sect to visit.

Wealth and honor are in danger. In the three realms, there has never been any treasure that is within reach. There will be no pie falling from the sky, no blood or sacrifice. How can it be achieved? If it is so simple, what else should the sect do?

"What do you want the sect to do?"

Regarding this question, Qian Shuxiao's explanation is, "Benefit the people!"

"Especially for the benefit of the poor, because of poverty, these people have lost too much of what should belong to them. There is no distinction between noble and humble people, and the original nature of human beings is good."

It is said that the environment nurtures people, and people change the environment. Now it seems that practicing martial arts can also play this role. Sometimes Ye Que is thinking about whether the Heart Sutra of the Great Dao is indeed in line with some of Qian Shuxiao's feelings.

In just a few days, I didn’t see how to practice, but my realm improved by leaps and bounds, and I could be said to be on par with Qian’s calligraphy and painting. You know, the girl Qian’s calligraphy and painting is even afraid of herself when she practices. Others are practicing, but she is trying her best.

The sky just turned pale.

Countless people came out one after another, each wearing a gray linen long dress with exactly the same style, with two small characters embroidered on his chest.

"Afeng, where did you go so early?" asked the fishing aunt casually.

"Aunt, our Tianmen Taoist Hall is open today, and everyone can visit it. If you have nothing to do at noon, you can come and take a look. I will teach you how to practice." A Feng replied cheerfully. Once upon a time, a gangster who was wandering on the streets and fighting all day long, he was able to practice and do what the gods could do today.

Chu Dongnan was also out on time. Although he had been promoted to the helm leader in the Tianmen, Chu Dongnan was not too arrogant and was wearing a gray linen long coat.

From a small leader of a private salt vendor to a first-class martial artist today, he stepped into the innate realm with half his foot. Chu Dongnan felt a lot of emotion. He might never forget the first glance of Ye Que in his life, nor the first kick Ye Que kicked him.

It was that kick that kicked Chu Dongnan to another world.

This world is vast and vast.

Follow Yong'an Street, heading westward, walking across the Changsheng Bridge, you can see a row of neat buildings. In a trance, you can still vaguely see that there should have been some restaurants and inns here, but the plaque has long changed.

It is now wrapped in a long piece of red cloth.

As expected, it should be the four words "Tianmen Taoist Hall".

Soon, the thirty-six helmsmans and 1,218 formal disciples of Tianmen came to Tianmen Taoist Hall. The ten previous inns had already been opened, so it was not too crowded to stand thousands of people.

Ye Que stood directly under the plaque with his hands in his arms. Qian Shuxiao stood on his left hand with a small notebook, Qian Shuhua held a black spear and stood on his right hand with a black spear.

"The master of the sect, what is expected is to unveil the plaque at three o'clock in the september hour. I have already notified everyone in Luoyang City. On the first day of the opening, everything is going to be fired!"

Qian Shuxiao said excitedly, "Anyway, everyone is going to compete for that Hezu artifact. If the sect leader can give it to you, and we will report the name of our Tianmen, no one has ever heard of it, and I don't know how embarrassing you will be."

"It's embarrassing to think about it."

"Absolutely, you can't let something like this happen."

"Who said I would go to the Dragon Vein Imperial Mausoleum?" Ye Que glanced at Qian Shu and smiled, "Do you think the magical artifact is so easy to compete for?"

"It'll die."

Ye Que couldn't say something, "Before he was reborn, he had not experienced the birth of He Zu. At that time, he was at Qingqiu Sword Sect and practiced the introductory sword technique. How could he get his turn to try to compete for magical artifacts? It was all about senior brothers and sisters with a profound realm."

"But I have never eaten pork, have I seen pigs run? Later, just listening to the messages sent back by the senior brothers was enough to shock. Countless sects sent genius disciples into the Dragon Vein Imperial Tomb, even the demon clan. But in the end, only one person was able to successfully seize the artifact. In this process, there were countless people who died and injured, and it is said that at least exceeded 70%.

This means that if ten people enter the Dragon Vein Imperial Mausoleum, seven people will die, and the remaining three people will have to be seriously injured, and the real life will be in danger!

Life and death depend entirely on luck.

He didn't listen to the details of the details of the senior brothers back then, but the tip of the iceberg alone was enough to make people scary.

Time passed slowly, and the sun was getting higher and higher. When it was noon, Qian Shu smiled and looked a little ugly.

"The invitation was sent out a few days ago. It's time to this time, but no one congratulated him!"

"strangeness."

"It doesn't make sense."

If Qian Shuxiao could fly with his sword and fly to a height of 100 meters to overlook Yong'an Street in Luoyang City, you will definitely find the reason.

It was not that no one came to attend his opening ceremony as an appointment, but that someone was interfering with it.

Surrounding Tianmen Taoist Hall, from Changsheng Bridge on Yong'an Street to Yongding Bridge, from Zhuque Street on the north to Xuanwu Street on the south. At this moment, all four directions are guarded by heavy troops, and no idle people are allowed to pass!

On the right hand of the Changsheng Bridge, there were two inconspicuous sedan chairs parked at this time. There was no sedan chairman next to the sedan chair, but there was a sword-holding guard standing next to the sedan chair slightly forward. His eyes were introverted, and he should be a martial arts master.

At some point, the curtains of the sedan chair were gently lifted open, revealing an extremely cold face, with clear edges and angularity, but a little bit evil. If the ministers in the court were here, they would definitely bow down and shout, "The Second Prince, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand

The second prince's curtains had just been picked up, and the curtains of another sedan chair had also been picked up. The one sitting inside was Ye Yunhai.

"Your Highness, please rest assured that there will be no one who can congratulate this Tianmen Taoist Hall today." Ye Yunhai lowered his eyebrows slightly and said.

"I don't worry about doing things. Ye Family Army will not make any mistakes in doing this little thing." The second prince said in a deep voice, then reached out to the window, as if he wanted to bask in the sun, but when the back of his hand just touched the sun, it seemed as if it was stained with some dirt, and quickly pulled back his hand.

"The boss has been a little too much recently. He relies on his ability to flatter his father, and even the magical artifact river jack has to interfere, and he even created an illegitimate daughter. It's ridiculous!"

"If his daughter is a person who protects the country, then I can all be Emperor Haotian?"

(The third update today.)
Chapter completed!