Among the dozens of roads at this fork in the road, except for the real passage, every other road has a fatal mechanism.
It is estimated that no one in the Zu family would have thought that someone would find the most correct path directly from this maze-like place.
The Yin Qi became more and more intense, and Jiang Gu allowed the Jiazi Divine Curse to be absorbed. However, Li Youlang was not an enlightened craftsman after all, so he had to use his spiritual power to guard against the erosion of Yin Qi.
Just preventing the invasion of Yin Qi requires a lot of energy, but fortunately Jiang Yan has a way.
A paper man stood on Li Youlang's shoulder, and all the yin energy was absorbed by the paper man.
At the end of the road, Jiang Yan saw a dense cemetery with tombstones everywhere.
"This should be where the tombs of the ancestors of the Zu family are buried," Li Youlang said.
"The Zu Dashou family has too many ancestors."
Jiang Gu walked to a tombstone. The name of the owner of the tomb was engraved on the cold stone tablet. Then he went to other places and looked at five or six stone tablets in a row.
"These are not the tombs of the ancestors of Anlingfu"
"it's here"
In the center of this densely packed tomb, there are some more conspicuous tombs that are obviously different from the others. After seeing the surnames on them, it was confirmed that these are the real tombs of the Zu clan.
The number is not that exaggerated, there are nearly a hundred people according to their closeness and distance.
Among these tombstones, there are several bloody flags stuck in the center, with several large bloody characters written on them.
"Kill all the Jiang family members in the world"
"Do you have such a big hatred against our family?"
Jiang Yan was a little surprised, what kind of deep hatred was this.
There were words written on the other flags, and Jiang Yan looked at them in order of distribution.
"It happened to be a time of troubled times, when the Zu family was on the rise, and the great ancestor Pingyuan founded the Suiguo lineage."
"Great-grandfather Shizhi, who conquered hundreds of kingdoms in the world, conquered eleven, met his old enemy Jiang Liting, lost two battles, and perished at the hands of Jiang!"
"My ancestors had great righteousness. When I met my old enemy Jiang Liting, I was defeated in two battles. I was killed in Jiang's hands and lost more than half of my body!"
"Ten thousand years ago, my father met his old enemy Jiang Boluan. He was defeated in five battles and was killed in the hands of Jiang. He also died. One hundred thousand soldiers died for the country and enjoyed the country for four hundred years."
"Ancestor Dashou met his old enemy Jiang Boluan in three battles, and Shou was defeated twice. He surrendered to Daxuan and was granted the title of King with a different surname. Jiang Boluan was defeated once and died!"
This is obviously what Zu Dashou is most proud of. Although he lost two out of three battles, Jiang Boluan lost one battle and lost his life. This can be regarded as sweeping away the blood hatred of his ancestors. Therefore, he is still alive, but he has been killed.
His achievements are established here.
"No wonder the people in Anling Mansion hate you so much, no one can stand it."
Several generations of the ancestors have died at the hands of Tianshe Mansion. It would be strange if they could let go.
"They are not as good as others, do you blame us?"
Jiang Yan was also a little proud, after all, his ancestors had such a glorious record.
"The Zu family is a big family in the Yuling Continent, with strong men emerging from generation to generation. However, the ancestors of your family are too perverted, and they beat everyone in the world to the point where they can't breathe."
Daxuan unified the world, and the Jiang family of Tianshe Mansion caused endless killings and conquered more than half of the country. The ancestors who were so famous for a while could only become a stepping stone for the reputation of Tianshe Mansion.
The place where Zu was so angry was exactly where Jiang Gu was proud, but he did not forget about the business, which was the dual service.
If Shuangfeng is in Jiugong Mountain, it is most likely to be in two places, one is a mass grave, and the other is here, the ancestor's cemetery.
There are several raised tombs in the center of the tombs, which are the tombs of Sui's emperors.
The enlightened Jiang Yan could see the flow of Yin Qi, but when he opened his eyes, he discovered something abnormal.
There are many tombs and corpses here, but the boundless Yin Qi is converging towards one tomb, and this person's tomb is the core of the entire Jiugong Mountain.
Jiang Yan took a look and saw that the owner of this tomb was named Zu Wannian. He died at the hands of his grandfather Jiang Boluan and was also the father of Zu Dashou.
"Will Shuangfeng be here?"
The more Jiang Yan and Li Youlang thought about it, the more likely they felt that it was possible. It would be most reasonable for a treasure like Shuangfeng to be buried with the emperor's tomb, and Zu Wannian's tomb was different from other emperors' tombs.
Now that they had such an idea, the two of them were ready to open the coffin and take a look.
Li Youlang's spiritual power rolled up the mound of earth to reveal a pure white coffin, and Jiang Yan also discovered a hidden compartment in front of the tomb.
"What is this"
After opening the secret compartment, there is a book called Zu Family Secret Records inside.
Jiang Yan took it out and opened a random page. He read ten lines at a glance, and the more he read, the more frightened he became.
"Jiang Zhi, Jiang Zhi..." Li Youlang's voice was a little trembling.
"Let's talk about it later."
The things recorded in this secret record are really shocking.
Zu Dashou comes to worship his ancestors every year, perhaps to comfort the spirit of his ancestors in heaven, and records all his efforts over the years.
"I don't think we can wait any longer..."
Jiang Yan's face turned pale when he put down the book. As soon as Zu Wannian's tomb was opened, a dark wind began to blow up from countless graves. Jiang Yan saw ghosts and war spirits walking out of the tombs one by one.
These war spirits are armed with spears and have expressive faces. They are buried here with only one purpose, to protect the tombs of the emperors in the center of the ancestral clan.
Ordinary Yin spirits can only hurt people indirectly through illusions. War spirits are much more terrifying than Yin spirits, and enlightened people in the Eight Prefectures have very few means of dealing with Yin spirits. Even if they encounter Qianyuan Mirror strong men
It is difficult to escape with so many Yin spirits.
"No wonder Zu Dashou would put the secret records here..."
With the protection of thousands of ghosts, there is no safer place in the world than here.
"I'll stop them!"
"Can you do it?"
Li Youlang's scalp was numb. Without special means, the fighting spirit was almost immortal. With such a large amount, even a strong man at the Palace Lord level would find it difficult, not to mention he was only in the Huiyang realm.
"I'll try my best, please move quickly and open the coffin to see if there are any double offerings."
The painter's methods had little effect here. Jiang Yan released all the paper figures and cranes on his body and urged Li Youlang to take action as soon as possible.
The critical moment of life and death is not the time to waste one's strength. Jiang Yan's Yin power was used up. With the blessing of this power, Zhihe's figure skyrocketed, and he rushed into the fighting spirit and started hunting.
Paper cranes are extremely lethal to ghosts, and soon everyone who rushes up will fall down.
But the fighting spirit was endless, and his cranes did not last long before they were torn into pieces.
Seeing that he was about to be swallowed up by the Yin Spirit, Jiang Yan took out his biggest support in Jiugong Mountain from the book tube.
Two ferocious painted spirits appeared beside him, one on the left and one on the right. Two generals in military uniforms. One held a steel whip and his face was as black as carbon, while the other held a golden mace and smoothed his long beard.
The evil door gods, Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong!
"Don't hurt my lord..."
Yuchi Gongbao's head was ringed with eyes, and he swung the steel whip in his hand, and the surging power drove away countless evil spirits.
These people were fighting spirits, and Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong were both extremely fierce generals. The situation fell into a stalemate for a while.
The white coffin was as heavy as a stone, and Li Youlang struggled to push it away, but the sight inside the coffin sent shivers down his spine.