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Chapter 48: Old Events of the Republic of China

At the same time as the demonic power is activated, Ember's active skill Black Chi's Wound is activated at the same time.

It consumes 15 script points. After activation, all attacks can be amplified by the power of corrosive fire, and the probability of generating bone-embracing fire is increased by 30%.

The domineering power of the demon and the viciousness of the corrosive fire, two extreme dark flames, actually formed an extremely rare tacit understanding under his palm.

It is precisely because of the dark constitution that the two prop cards of the dark type have strong similarities.

Once it erupted, the air in front of him was immediately covered by this black-blue fire, and the evil and domineering force was unstoppable.

A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength, not to mention facing this old monster who survived to this day during the Republic of China.

"It's a good time."

The evil fire was raging in front of him, and terrifying laughter came out from under the mask. His figure suddenly disappeared, and he actually appeared in front of Xu Tong the next second.

Facing the terrifying flames in front of him, the old guy raised his arms brazenly, his fingers bent, and a dark force enveloped his arms.

"Colorful play, mud dragon!"

With a sly laugh, black aura turned into sludge and poured out from Qianshou's arms, not only covering the flames in front of him, but also creating a huge aura that seemed to press back.

At this time, an even weirder scene appeared. The index finger and ring finger of a thousand hands stretched out like lightning, causing all the time around them to pause. The next moment, two slender fingers seemed to ignore the constraints of space and time, appearing out of thin air.

Xu Tong's chest.

At the critical moment, Xu Tong's pupils tightened, and a terrible suction suddenly erupted from his hands. The extreme flame turbine was activated, and two kinds of dark flames exploded in the palms of his hands. Countless fire blades were pressed towards him with his big hands.

In that blue-black light, there was strands of death wrapped in it. A terrifying upward suction force caused Qianshou's fingers to be stabbed to his chest to be suddenly severed.

However, when Xu Tong looked out of the corner of his eye, he realized that these two fingers were actually made of wood.

My heart was suddenly startled, and an ominous premonition suddenly came over me.

"Good boy, you have the ability!"

There was a chuckle from under the mask, and with the sudden explosion of the fire blade in front of him, a red light suddenly flashed out of Qianju's body, followed by countless densely packed flying needles exploding from his body.

"Puff puff!!"

Each flying needle is as thin as a hair, and it is difficult to distinguish it with the naked eye in the dark.

In an instant, I saw that everything within ten meters was covered with a dense layer of flying needles. Even the surrounding cement and stones, if you look carefully, you will find that there are hair-like iron needles growing on them.

Looking at Xu Tong again, he saw that the fat man who had been summoned before was now like a big mountain blocking his way.

The papery body is covered with a layer of hair-like flying needles, and there is nowhere to start from head to toe.

Fortunately, his paper armor was strong enough, otherwise the unlucky person would have been Xu Tong hiding behind him.

"You really do have some sense in being a puppet."

The sound of praise came from behind Xu Tong. He turned around and frowned, only to see another Thousand Hands sitting in the shadow behind him.

He looks just like the one just now, even the big smoking pot in his hand has not changed.

"puppet?"

Xu Tong glanced at the fragments at his feet, with a look of doubt in his eyes. He looked around carefully, and finally vaguely saw that the dark sky above his head was actually countless densely packed black threads.

In other words, this place is like a puppet show shed, shrouded in mechanical lines.

The real Thousand Hands only need to hide in a corner and move their fingers.

"Are you a master of the Cai family?"

Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but suddenly remember that he had seen Mr. Song record something about the secret history of the Cai family in the "Qingyun Yishu Lu". Although it was only a few words, it was deeply memorable.

It reads: During the Republic of China, Shui Xian'er, a master of the Cai family, controlled the eight anise and staged the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea in a busy city. It was like eight gods descending from the sky, and his skills shocked the world.

But then he became anonymous again and disappeared.

This scene made him doubt the relationship between this Thousand Hands and Narcissus.

"Hehe, you are quite interesting. I have been to the Cai family, I have read the books of the Mohist family, I have been a monk twice before the Buddhist temple, I also practiced Taoism in a Taoist temple for two years, and finally I hid in Meihua Village in Sichuan for seven years.

, Speaking of which, when you four little Yinmen people see me, they will call me uncle, oh my, after living for such a long time, there are so many things to learn."

Qianshou sat on the stone steps, beating his legs and talking about his travels over the years like a treasure trove.

With so many identities, Xu Tong couldn't help but wonder if what this guy said was true. If it was true... "Hiss!! Good guy, this old ghost can live in a coma and still be alive. He is simply Voldemort."

"Boy, let's talk. I think what you did just now seems a bit like an old friend." Qian Shu was not in a hurry, took a few puffs of cigarette, and gestured to chat with Xu Tong.

"Old friend??" These words can't help but make him a little surprised. His method is unprecedented and unmatched, but even if players want to copy it, it may not be easy.

After all, not everyone can get the three prop cards, Dark Physique, Demon Power and Ember.

But Qian Shu nodded and said categorically: "An old friend from the Republic of China, this person is called Huo Wuji. He has Hunyuan Fire. He really had few opponents at that time. Unfortunately, he was unlucky and met his nemesis. He was killed by Longmen Quanzhen.

The leader of the teaching stabbed him to death with a sword."

"hehe!"

Xu Tong felt unlucky and said for a long time that he was just a supporting character. No matter how famous he was, he became a stepping stone for others.

Seeing Xu Tong's impatience, Qian Shu had no choice but to continue: "I don't want to be your enemy, but you almost ruined my life, so I can't let you go easily. As long as you submit to me, I will guarantee you a share."

What a great opportunity."

"Tell me about the opportunity first."

Xu Tong's eyes lit up when he heard this. He was worried that the main mission was unclear and had nowhere to start, so he happened to try to get some useful information from Qianju's mouth.

"In the pre-Qin period, there were hundreds of schools of thought, and after the late Qing Dynasty, there were three religions and nine schools. Since Yuan Shikai ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, there has been no dragon or emperor in the world. Do you know why??"

A hoarse, sly laugh appeared under the blue-gray mask in the shadows.

"Why?"

Of course Xu Tong knew why. After all, he was also a player from reality. He knew that the establishment of New China made the Chinese people get rid of the fools of these monsters and snake gods.

Over the past hundred years, millions of people, heroes, scholars, and scientists have worked hard to catch up, creating a miraculous rise that shocked the world.

Comparing the same century-old Wanwan, you can easily see that the gap between the two is getting wider and wider.

But these are what he knows. In this script world, although it is a projection of reality, it is not the real reality. There are naturally places in it that are completely different from reality.

"Hmph, I followed my senior brother to attend Yuan Datou's enthronement ceremony, but it wasn't until the day he ascended the throne that I discovered that it was all a trap."

Speaking of those days, even Voldemort like Thousand Hands would inevitably have lingering fears.

"Trap??" Xu Tong immediately became more energetic after hearing what the old guy Qianju said.

"Yes, Yuan Datou proclaiming himself emperor is a trap. Yuan Datou is a chess piece in this, and we are also chess pieces. The masters of the three religions suffered heavy casualties overnight."

"At that time, Quanzhen Sect, Longhu Mountain, Maoshan Sect, Guangfa Temple, Puhua Temple, Xiangguo Temple, Dajue Temple, 300 Taoist priests, 600 monks and nuns, only a handful of them could come back alive."

Qian Shu revealed a large list of names in one breath. Just hearing these names, one could tell what a grand ceremony this was. However, so many people did not come back, which made Xu Tong feel incredible.

“But why haven’t I heard of this??”

Xu Tong frowned. He never went to college, but if this incident really happened, it should have been recorded in history. At least in reality, those unscrupulous marketing accounts will definitely write a big book about this incident.

Turn it over to gain eyeballs and click-through rates.

Qianshou shook his head: "It is not a glorious thing in the first place. Naturally, no one will deliberately spread it. What's more, Yuan Datou later found out that he had been deceived and ordered the news to be blocked. There were only a few people who knew about it.

."

"What on earth is that for??"

Xu Tong asked patiently. He already had a strong feeling that this matter seemed to have a vital relationship with Qian Hands' current push to promote the Beimang Conference.

"Two words!"

Qianshou smoked the cigarette rod in his hand, and then said: "Dragon Veins!"

"Rumble, rumble..."

As soon as these two words were spoken, the sky seemed to sense something. The sky full of clouds was suddenly flashed by a bolt of lightning, and the air began to become dull, as if a heavy downpour was about to come.

Yuan Shikai was a chess piece, and there were evil people behind him to support him. He ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor as a cue, and finally won the last dragon line of the Qing Dynasty.

This plan may seem simple, but the people behind it are really scary.

Throughout the dynasties, whether it was Emperor Qin, Emperor Wu of Han, or Emperor Zong Ming of Tang, any founding emperor would almost admit that he had inherited the unification of the previous dynasty, so that he could legitimately secure his position and obtain the blessing of the Dragon Vein, thus starting a huge empire history.

This dragon vein is something that cannot be desecrated to the monks in the world. No one dares to take advantage of this thing. On the one hand, it is because the dragon vein is related to the destiny of the world. Anyone who dares to act rashly will suffer from the consequences of the consequences.

On the other hand, you don't have this chance. After all, none of the founding emperors was the son of destiny. Let's take Zhu Yuanzhang, a beggar to sit in the position of emperor. His fate is so terrible that it can be called heaven-defying.

Which of these civil servants and generals around the founding emperor are so economical that it is your turn to think of someone else? Even the upright leader of a religion would not dare to think of this idea.

Only Yuan Datou is different. He is in the midst of eternal changes. It is an unprecedented change in the number of days. The Qing Dynasty is already the last dynasty, and the dragon spirit is almost gone.

Yuan Datou was bewitched by a group of evil people around him and rashly proclaimed himself emperor. He gathered the last breath of dragon energy in the late Qing Dynasty and was divided and devoured by a group of evil masters.

This kind of opportunity has never happened throughout history, and it attracted countless experts to compete for it.

In the end, the dragon's energy turned into a piece of jade, split into four and disappeared in the battle. Although Yuan Shikai himself ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, without this dragon's energy, he would only suffer backlash. As a result, he became the emperor for 83 days.

, he was forced to abdicate and died suddenly.


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