I will spend 10,000 lives to become an immortal emperor

Chapter 82 The Mysterious Song Xiaojing (Second Update)

Lu An looked at the crowd of monks in silence.

"Brother, what should we do now?"

"That's right, where do you think the opportunity to build the foundation of the Dao of Heaven will be?"

"Or, where do you think the exit of the secret realm is? I don't want to play anymore..."

The monks seemed to regard Lu An as the big brother.

"Calm down, calm down, what we need most now is information."

Lu An reluctantly accepted the big brother's setting, and commanded: "All of you, look for me first, and look in this lobby, if there is any useful information!"

"Yes!" The monks were ordered to search for it.

Lu An breathed a sigh of relief.

Being the big brother isn't completely useless.

At least some things don't need him to do.

And there are some dangers, and he doesn't need to take risks himself.

Lu An also walked casually in the lobby, searching for some information.

He found that some things in the lobby seemed to be nothing ordinary, and some of them even had a faint aura.

"Hey, this table is made of black black wood!"

Liu Zheng's eyes lit up, and he said slowly: "This is a good item for refining..."

He looked at a landscape painting hanging on the wall again: "There is aura in the painting, it is written by master practitioners, and the rhyme of Taoism is long... Even the wood on the chair is made of high-quality black stone... "

"Obviously, this is the mansion of a practicing family!"

Liu Zheng expressed his judgment.

Lu An looked strange: "A place that contains the opportunity to build the foundation of the Dao of Heaven is actually in a mysterious family of cultivation? Why is there such a family located here in an extremely barren secret realm?"

Faced with Lu An's doubts, all the monks looked at each other, seemingly incomprehensible.

They continued to look for clues, and found several strategic maps of the terrain, as well as more than a dozen military books.

Based on the various layouts of the lobby and the scattered utensils, it was preliminarily determined that this was still a general's mansion.

"A family of generals who are good at conquest, they accidentally obtained the secret method of building the foundation of the heavenly way...then sealed the secret method in a certain forbidden area of ​​the family?" Lu An blinked and said his guess.

"Brother Dao is wise!"

"It must be so."

"Why don't we find out where the secret magic pavilion is in the general's mansion!"

"The map is the most important thing, if only we had a map."

The eyes of the monks were a little more fiery.

"Hey! I have a new discovery here!" Taoist Hongmei waved excitedly holding a book.

Everyone took a closer look, and their eyes lit up immediately.

"Song family tree?"

"It's amazing, you even found the family tree!"

The monks all gathered beside Hongmei, watching excitedly.

Don't underestimate the function of the family tree. You may be able to know the historical rise and fall of a whole family just by looking at the family tree.

Sure enough, when all the monks opened the genealogy, they all showed surprise.

"Song Mousong?"

"Song Tiancheng?"

"My God, it turned out to be the Song family?"

"What's the matter, what's the matter, which Song family?"

Xiao Bai asked Lu An's doubts.

"Don't you know? This is Song Tiancheng, a famous general of our Great Xia Dynasty!"

"Song Mosong is still the Great General of Zhengxi. He was promoted to the Golden Core Realm hundreds of years ago and became a giant. He has made countless military exploits for the Great Xia Dynasty, but it is a pity that he fell in the Blood Desolation Plain!"

"The Song family is a well-known Jindan family in West Longzhou! It's a pity that it has declined in the past few hundred years... let alone the formation of alchemy, there are not many people in the family, and they have become a second-rate family in West Longzhou. "

"I thought Song Xiaojing, the No. [-] pride in West Longzhou, would be able to lead the Song family to rise again. Who knows, in order to pursue the illusory way of heaven and build a foundation, he died again..."

Talking, talking, a group of monks began to feel something was wrong.

Even Lu An's heart was shaken, and there was a sense of horror in his heart.

"Why did the General's Mansion of the Song family appear in this place?" Lu An couldn't help asking.

"Did Song Xiaojing move here?" Taoist Huang Yong blinked.

All monks: "..."

Moving is not like this, hey!
Lu An already felt that there was a thread slowly connecting the whole incident together.

But no matter what he thought, he still felt weird everywhere.

Song Xiaojing came to the Secret Realm to find opportunities in the Dao of Heaven, why did she come here to build a house?

Moreover, the whole house appeared in the place of heaven's chance, what does this represent?
What is the relationship between Tiandao Foundation Establishment and Song Xiaojing?
What was it like before Song Xiaojing came here?

Weird, really weird...

"Has anyone been to the Song family? Can you draw a map of the Song family?" Lu An asked again.

Everyone looked at each other.

Who has nothing to do with a down and out family to play?
Lu An felt a little helpless, now he only felt that there were more mysteries.

Suppressing the confusion, Lu An led the people to search in the lobby for a while, and after confirming that there were no other useful clues, he decided to leave this place.

Lu An first tried to step out of the lobby door, only to find that the invisible restriction had disappeared.

He was slightly startled, this kind of restriction was too weird, and the blockade would be lifted as soon as the dead end was broken.

Is this natural, or man-made?

Lu An's thoughts surged, he bypassed the hall, and continued to walk forward.

The crowd went through another door.

It was found that there was an extremely empty space in front of it, which looked like a martial arts arena, with various weapon racks on it, and near the weapon racks, there were also heroic and extraordinary statues.

The monks are extremely vigilant against these statues, for fear that the statues will suddenly move.

Liu Zheng was standing on Lu An's left, holding a golden Buddhist bell in his hand.

Hongmei stood on the right side of Lu An, holding a talisman in one hand and a red knife in the other, wishing to stick her delicate body on Lu An's body.

The two acted as Lu An's left and right guardians, watching the surrounding situation with extreme vigilance.

Lu An paused and looked forward.

At some point in front of him, there were three white shadows slowly falling down.

They were dressed in white robes and bamboo hats, with a long and thin black stick pinned to their hands, with a bell hanging from the end of the black stick, floating in the air as if weightless.

"They just suddenly appeared in front of us?"

A monk said in surprise.

It's too normal to appear on the stage, but they are not used to it.

Suddenly there was a dark wind blowing.

The gauze under the bamboo hat was blown up, revealing Shiro Shadow's real face.

It was an extremely ferocious face, not a human being at all, but a vicious ghost!

"Jingle Bell……"

The sound of bells came.

When the monks came back to their senses, the three white ghosts had already rushed in front of them!

boom!
A black stick hit Liu Zheng's head. Liu Zheng activated the Buddhist bell first, forming a golden mask to block the impact of the black stick, and a golden light exploded on the spot, smashing the surrounding ground.

The power contained in the black stick was extremely terrifying, and it actually forced Liu Zheng's body back a few steps.

Another white ghost had already rushed in front of Lu An, but just as its black stick started to strike, it was intercepted by a golden light and collided with each other in mid-air.

boom!
The little flying stick contained extremely strong power, and it shook the white ghost back.

However, Hongmei is not so strong. When she reacted, the scimitar could barely block her body, and then the black stick stabbed it, and the powerful impact hit the scimitar, directly connecting people with the knife. Poke and fly hundreds of meters.

The strength of these white ghosts has already reached the peak level of Qi training. In terms of speed and strength, they even crossed the limit of Qi training level!

"Go together!"

Seeing this, the other five monks offered their magic weapons one after another.

Boom boom boom!
All kinds of spells broke out one after another.

After all, they are also great masters at the peak of Qi training, and they attacked together, and finally restrained this white ghost.

The white ghost's figure is extremely ghostly, and he quickly dodges every attack, and even wielding the black stick can directly smash the attacks that cannot be avoided.

But the white ghost is strong.

Lu An was no longer in the normal qi training period, the speed of the little flying stick was faster than that of the white ghost, hitting the white ghost back again and again, and soon pierced through the white ghost's body, splashing out pitch-black blood.

The white ghost was wounded, and his figure collapsed.

Liu Zheng's eyes lit up: "This wave is stable!"

While the white ghost was fighting fast, the bell behind the black stick suddenly made a rushing sound.

When Lu An heard this voice, he instinctively felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, new white shadows appeared in all directions of the martial arts arena.

There are more than a dozen white ghosts floating in the entire martial arts arena!

(End of this chapter)