God of Nine Realms

Chapter 471
Seeing that Hu Feng was deep in thought, Jing Fenggu said with a chuckle, "I will personally deliver this exercise to you after you finish your trip to the ancestral mausoleum. Now you should concentrate on dealing with the situation that is about to come."

"What's the situation?" Hu Feng suddenly felt confused.

"This time there is a person like you who is very satisfied as a teacher. I don't have to care about whether the rest of the people live or die. I am going to open the real mausoleum and carry out the final survival of the fittest. You can wait at the door first. At that time, I will put the rest of the people in the mausoleum and release the treasures for people to snatch. What can be snatched depends entirely on personal strength and good luck." Jing Fenggu pointed to Hu Feng, "You have to perform well, everyone Let go of the hole card and do whatever you want, and if you leave the Zuling, I will wash away their memory about the Zuling, and everything about you will not be exposed."

Hu Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he became more aware of the power of the Great Artemisia Dynasty.

"Master, can I ask you a question?"

"Go ahead."

"Are you guarding the ancestral mausoleum now?"

"Not all, there are many people guarding the ancestral tomb, including the Four Heavenly Kings of Dahao, Grand Master Yan, and even Yan Zhigui, the founding king of Yan. Grand Master Yan and I took turns guarding this place, and Lord Yan has been retreating deep in the ancestral tomb. However, when seeing off the guests in Zuling, he will personally use Taoism to seal the memory of the mausoleum. In addition to King Yan, Grand Master Yan can also seal it, but now that he is not here, only King Yan can do it himself. After all, Taoism is not my specialty." Jing Fenggu explained slowly.

Hu Feng nodded: "Grand Master Yan is Grand Master Yan Fu?"

"Yes, it seems that you have heard his name before."

"I once got a treasure map 'Wandering the Eight Desolations', so I have heard of Senior Yan Fu's name."

"Unexpectedly, what you got was this picture. It was drawn by Grand Master Yan for me. It seems that you really have a destiny with me, Tai Hao. A treasure map implicates me and Grand Master Yan. You are destined to be inseparable from the Great Hao Dynasty. It matters."

"Senior has practiced calligraphy and painting, and his cultivation is unpredictable. It is really fascinating. I don't know where he is now? Does this student have a chance to pay respects to senior's demeanor?"

"Hehe, you can't see it now. He's not here."

"Where is that?" Hu Feng couldn't help asking.

"Guarding the ancestral mausoleum is too boring. We rotate every sixty years. These 60 years are his long rest. He must have traveled around the mainland. No one knows exactly where he went."

"That's really a pity." Hu Feng sighed slightly, and then couldn't help asking: "The last question, if you ask it, absolutely shut up."

"Let's talk." Jing Feng frowned slightly, Hu Feng had too many questions.

"There are so many people entering the mausoleum, and those who have fallen into traps and formations are countless. Are they really alive? Are they really going to be the guards of the ancestral mausoleum?" Hu Feng finally asked the most urgent question in his heart.

"It's not dead, of course it's just now. Most of them will be experimental subjects of living puppets and human puppets in the future. Living is almost the same as being dead."

Hu Feng was startled. Even thinking of this result, he was still a little shocked when he heard the answer.

"Isn't this a bit too ruthless? They are all living fighters." Hu Feng showed a trace of impatience.

Jing Fenggu patted Hu Feng on the shoulder and persuaded: "The ancestral mausoleum has its own rules, and these rules are absolutely fair and just. Stealing someone's ancestral tomb is a treasonous thing, and if you are not good at it, you deserve it. There is no need to open the ancestral mausoleum, but for the sake of the experiment, the ancestor The mausoleum has set up a formation of one Jiazi and one open, and attracts warriors to come to arrest through great profits. But we do not capture warriors by force, we set rules and set up a series of traps. , no one can blame anyone. As long as one has the ability to pass the test, Zuling will not be stingy with throwing treasures as rewards. If we are really cruel, we will not leave alive every time we open the Zuling. King Yan's cultivation is important, so it is In this way, he still has to take the time to seal the warrior's memory, isn't that considered kind? Interrupting a strong man's cultivation is like a great enmity. Doesn't King Yan's ability to do this prove his benevolence? "

After hearing so many words, Hu Feng's thoughts gradually faded.

"Yes, coming to the ancestral mausoleum is to steal treasures. Even if you die in the mausoleum, you shouldn't complain. When you plan to do this, you must be prepared to face risks."

"Okay, don't think too much about it. I'll take you to the entrance of the mausoleum right away. I will open the mausoleum half a day later and let you all grab the treasure together."

A moment later, Hu Feng was sent away by Jing Fenggu with a wave of his sleeves.It's not that Marquis Yuwu's cultivation is extremely high, but that there is a universe in this place.

According to Yu Wuhou, this place was originally created by King Yan, and it was the inner world of King Yan himself.The will and laws of King Yan are everywhere here.Yu Wuhou is a person recognized by King Yan, allowing him to exert the power of his own laws here, so he seems to be almost omnipotent.

Not long after Hu Feng was sent away, a space vortex appeared again in the cave, and a tall figure appeared in the cave. He was confused at first, but when he saw Yu Wuhou, he seemed to understand something.

"Gang Feng, do you know who I am?"

Gang Feng stared at the figure of Marquis Yu Wu, and he became more and more sure of that guess. "It turns out that the senior Marquis Wu is still alive in the world. Since Gangfeng learned Marquis Wu's martial arts, he should be the junior Marquis Wu." As he said that, Gangfeng saluted respectfully.

"Is it just a junior?" Marquis Yuwu chuckled.

Gangfeng understood immediately, knelt down on his knees and shouted: "Disciple Gangfeng, I have met Master."

"Yes, you are very good. Back then, I never thought that you would be the final winner. Your physique is different from ordinary people, so you must have extraordinary talents. Inherit my martial arts, and you will definitely be able to carry forward."

"Is it just these? Master, what about Li?" Gangfeng stretched out his right palm and pinched his fingers.

Jing Fenggu suddenly burst out laughing.

"I know you are a fool, I didn't expect you to be so tricky. Don't worry, there will be many gifts for you, but we will wait until you break through the mausoleum. This is the same treatment as your junior brother."

"Junior brother?" Gang Feng was a little confused for a while, "Where did I come from?"

"Speaking of which, you should know each other. His name is Hu Feng, and he has joined my sect just now." Jing Fenggu explained with a smile.

"What! Hu Feng, it's him! He even became a disciple of Master!" Gang Feng was shocked from ear to ear.

"That's right, it's him. When you broke into my tomb together, you should be friends in need. Although he saw my real body one step earlier than you, you inherited my martial arts years before him. In my eyes Here, you are my first disciple."

Gangfeng touched his head, lamenting the magic of fate.The opponents who used to fight with their lives turned into casual friends, and now they have become brothers in the same school.Fate tied them together firmly with an invisible thread, but they never realized it.

(End of this chapter)