Carrying all sentient beings forward, we are constantly choosing and making decisions.
Such pressure is enough to defeat a person.
Because no one knows whether the choice they make is right or wrong.
One thought can rejuvenate a country, and one thought can drag mankind into hell.
That kind of suffering and loneliness is unimaginable.
Today's Huang has initially realized this.
With Yang Zhu's protection, Huang rarely made any moves.
The bees were all killed before they could fly in front of him.
A quarter of an hour later, the battle came to an end.
All Tiandan bees were killed, and they also left four corpses behind.
One of the twelve merchants died in battle, one from each of the Sword Sect's Tianmen, one from the casual cultivator, and one from the small sects.
The reason why these people died in battle was not because of their own strength, but purely due to luck.
They each buried the bodies, and the goddess waved her hand: "Relax for a quarter of an hour, and then continue!"
"promise."
Holding the Da Qin Dragon Bird, Huang frowned secretly. He always felt that this cemetery was a little weird.
He believed that not only were there numerous casualties on his side, but the Buddhist and Taoist sects also suffered heavy losses.
The most important thing is that these corpses lost all their blood almost instantly.
The blood was not sucked, but disappeared inexplicably.
Especially before, when the God-killing Arrow appeared, this feeling was even more obvious.
God-killing arrow!
With one arrow, even a monk would suffer hatred.
However, just by exerting the power of one arrow, the entire arrow rotted and shattered.
Almost from the moment they entered the corridor, this tomb was filled with weirdness.
After resting, everyone continued to set off and headed forward.
"Master Qin, there are murals and texts here!"
Jiang Haoran's voice suddenly attracted the attention of Huang and Tiannu, and they rushed over quickly.
The murals are simple and simple, with a barbaric atmosphere coming to you.
This also leads to the fact that the murals are simple and it is difficult to see the meaning expressed in the paintings.
At the same time, under the mural, there are lines of text, but this type of text is different from the big seal script, and is only somewhat similar to the bronze inscriptions.
The goddess frowned and looked at the text: "This kind of writing is extremely ancient and has not been spread among the monks!"
"I wonder if the Imperial Master has ever known him?"
Hearing this, Huang glanced at the text, then turned to Yang Zhu and said, "Yang Zi, have you seen it?"
"This is a bird and insect article!"
Yang Zhu carefully identified it, then turned to Huang and said: "Master of the State, it is recorded here that in ancient times, it is said that Shun was a descendant of Zhuan Xu, but he was a commoner in his fifth generation and his family was in a poor family."
"Emperor Shun's experience was even more unfortunate. His father, Gusou, was blind, and his mother died very early."
"Gusou married again, and his stepmother gave birth to a younger brother named Xiang."
"My father has evil intentions, my stepmother is double-dealing, and my younger brother is unruly. All these people are colluding together to put Shun to death."
"However, Shun did not lose his filial piety to his parents, and was very friendly to his younger brother. He did not slack off for many years."
.......
"Then what?"
Huang frowned and said to Yang Zhu.
Hearing this, Yang Zhu shook his head: "No, according to this meaning, he should have been influenced!"
"not necessarily!"
"This is just a one-sided statement and cannot be trusted at all!"
Huang knew in his heart that anyone would beautify themselves, especially this kind of ruler.
He would rather believe the words of an old farmer than the words of a superior person.
Even if he is in a high position now, he naturally knows what kind of cover-ups he will make for the sake of so-called face and so-called orthodoxy.
The orthodox records of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors are all based on virtue and conduct, as well as conduct and meditation.
However, it is clearly recorded in the "Bamboo Book Chronicles of the Five Emperors": In the past, Yao's virtue declined and he was imprisoned by Shun.
Shun imprisoned Yao in Pingyang and took the throne.
Shun released Yao in Pingyang.
Shun imprisoned Yao, and again Yan Sai Danzhu, so that he could not see his father again.
At the same time, "Han Feizi's Suspicions" also has similar records:
Shun forced Yao, Yu forced Shun, Tang defeated Jie, and King Wu defeated Zhou. These four kings were the ones whose kings were killed by their ministers, and who were praised throughout the world.
It can be seen that these kings are by no means simple people.
The records on this wall depict Emperor Shun as a saint. However, from Huang's understanding, no saint can become an emperor.
The emperor only has thunderbolt means.
"Let's go!"
A look of solemnity appeared in Huang's eyes: "It has been determined that this place is related to Emperor Shun, but the specific situation will not be known until the end."
"good!"
A group of people, continue to set off.
This is an empty square with terrifying spells engraved around it. Even after many years, it still exudes an aura of terror.
In the center of the square, four huge bronze chains, with runes flashing on them, suppressed a bronze coffin, and a vast aura swept across it.
Bright as day.
At this moment, Xia Qingyao and others also rushed over.
"This is?"
Cao Changkong took one step forward and stood in front of the coffin, with a flash of light flashing in his eyes.
“It is recorded on the coffin that Xiang was granted a title in Yougu, but he rebelled and rebelled, and was finally suppressed by Emperor Shun here!”
"However, Yu Xiang's cultivation is unparalleled and his combat power is overwhelming, so he uses the projection of the emperor's tomb to suppress him!"
At this moment, everyone approached the bronze coffin, their eyes full of solemnity.
They all knew that this was Yu Xiang's tomb.
When it comes to ancient times, even Xia Qingyao and Cao Changkong don't dare to underestimate it.
"Master Qin, do you think Yu Xiang is still alive?" Xia Qing flashed her beautiful eyes and said to Huang.
Hearing this, Huang smiled meaningfully and said: "The ancient history of the human world has been chopped off by someone, and there are no records of some things!"
"Therefore, you know better than me whether Yu Xiang is still alive!"
After a while, Xia Qing shook his head: "Even the ancient Buddha has passed away!"
"This bronze coffin has powerful runes. It will be very difficult to open it!"
Xia Qingyao observed for a long time, and said in a faint tone: "Besides, the five-color energy soaring into the sky, and the stars turning into a ring, this is obviously a back-up plan left by someone!"
"But, to a large extent, this person will not be Yu Xiang!"
"But Emperor Shun shouldn't do it either!"
"Using the formation to pull the Big Dipper through the sky and the earth, this person's cultivation, as well as his understanding of the formation and Tao, has already reached a peak!"
At this moment, Cao Changkong also said in a deep voice: "Besides, the ability to condense starlight to enhance one's cultivation can be said to be a blessing in disguise!"
"Even among the current Taoist sects, not many can do this!"
Taking a sip of Bai Yujing, Huang nodded and said: "The five-color energy is a symbol of the emperor, so the one who takes action must be an emperor."
"Everyone should be more careful!"
"There is a big problem with this mausoleum!"
"After all, even the God-killing Arrow has appeared, but now there is no protection at all here, only a suppressed bronze coffin."