The man in black respectfully guided the way in front, while the eldest brother took his hands and walked around in all directions, following behind slowly. I don’t know how long he had been walking. The eldest brother didn’t make any calculations. There was a highlight in front of him. As he walked in, the highlight became bigger and bigger. Finally, a bronze gate appeared in front of him.

The man in black stopped at the door and asked for it. The senior brother was not polite, nodded and walked in. The man in black did not follow him in, but closed the two bronze doors, then stood in front of the door, closed his eyes like a sculpture.

When I walked into the door, I suddenly realized that there was a hall inside the door. All the decorations in the hall were made of bluestone, which looked very thick and serious, giving people a top-down pressure.

No matter how powerful the pressure is, for the elder brother, it is just a tiny grain of sand in the air, and there is no need to pay attention to it. What's more, on the Nine Dragon throne in front of him, there was a man in a dragon robe sitting on it, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Jiulong, long time no see, don't be fine." The eldest brother still smiled on his face, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"Oh, isn't this the eldest brother? When will I have time to visit my wilderness ridge? Come and have a tea." Jiulong saw the eldest brother, he did not move, but tidied his sleeves, with a little contempt in his words.

"There is no need to serve tea, because there is no sunny here, and I guess there is no good tea to drink. It's better to have a cup of white water." The eldest brother still had a smile on his face, amiable.

"Oh, it's really bad that we only have tea here and there is nothing else. Otherwise, don't drink it. It doesn't matter whether you drink it or not." Jiulong said, taking the tea cup served by the servant beside him, and took it up and took a sip.

"This is wrong. When the guests come, they should do their best to be the landlord. Who do you see like you, leaving the guests aside, but you are comfortable sitting in your seat drinking tea?" The elder brother's smile gradually faded away and was replaced by calm, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

"Come, I'll give you a seat." Jiulong put down the teacup, tilted his head and thought for a while, and greeted him. A servant brought a stone bench and placed behind the elder brother. After bent down to salute the elder brother, the servant lowered his head and left the hall.

"Jiulong has been around for thousands of years, and it is still the style he used when he was an emperor. Don't forget that it is no longer the Qin Dynasty, and you are no longer the Qin Shihuang he was back then." The senior brother glanced at the servant who had left the hall, turned his eyes, and finally sat on the stone bench.

The stone bench was very cold, and the coolness made the eldest brother frown slightly. In addition to the coldness of the extreme, the next step was probably the coldness of the stone bench. However, the eldest brother is not an ordinary person. There is a cold way to use the heat emitted from the inside and outside of the dantian, and soon the surroundings of the eldest brother became warmer.

"Yes, I have forgotten for thousands of years, and the dynasties have changed a lot. Unfortunately, those monarchs holding the dream of immortality have become dead bones and ghosts, and only I am still alive. The Qin Dynasty was dead, but I can make him revival again because I am still alive."

Jiulong took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and then said, "I have not been in vain for thousands of years. From the Han Dynasty, to the Qing Dynasty, to the Republic of China, to the present, I have participated in it every moment, in order to understand people more deeply and integrate them better. Only in this way can I be sure to revive my Great Qin Empire."

"Can I say you are stubborn, or are dreaming during the day? With us here, do you think we will let you achieve these things?" The senior brother sneered. He was really angry, and he planned to kill the arrogant young man in front of him anytime and anywhere.

"I think it's you who are stubborn, right? Come and see what this is?" Jiulong took out a gray cloth bag from his arms. He opened the bag and there were drawings inside. Perhaps because of the time being, the edges of the drawings had turned yellow. Jiulong picked out a clear drawing, raised it up to show it to the senior brother.

When the eldest brother saw this gray cloth bag, he felt something was wrong. When Jiulong erected one of the drawings, the eldest brother stood up. He felt unbelievable, but the facts were right in front of him, and he had to believe it even if he didn't believe it.

The drawing in Jiulong's hand was part of the mountain and sea chart. The elder brother recognized that the picture was drawn on the first mountain system of the Nanshan Sutra in the volume of the Mountain and Sea Sutra? The Zhaoyao Mountain and Tangting Mountain in the mountain system. The painting above was drawn by the elder brother of the Baiyuan who had seen their descriptions in the Mountain and Sea Sutra.

"How come you have these things?" The eldest brother sat down again, narrowed his eyes slightly, and didn't know what abacus was in his heart.

"Why can't I have it anymore? This is a treasure. It seems that you are looking for it too. How about it? Do you want to make a deal with me?" Jiulong said with a smile. Now he looks like a profiteer.

"Do you think it's possible to do a deal?" The eldest brother moved, but had no intention of getting up.

"How is it impossible? I know what everything you are doing now is for. That kid is probably the only candidate."

"How do you know so much? Who told you?" The eldest brother clenched his fists slightly. If something else was fine, how could Kowloon know about Xinhao in such detail? Could it be...

"Don't ask anyone who tells me. Just know that I know. When that time comes, it's time for me to show my grand plan. But I'm sorry, you can't see that day." Jiulong put down the mountain and sea chart, clapped his hands, and the walls on both sides of the hall rose, and rows of stone statues walked in. The head was twelve bronze men holding spears. If Xinhao or Wu Wanchuan were here, they would definitely be surprised, because these twelve bronze men were exactly the same as the bronze men they saw in front of the Gate of Ghost, but there were no ghosts or other things in the bodies of these bronze men, and they were all moving.

"Is this going to kill me?" The senior brother was still sitting on the stone bench, his face not changing color.

"No, no, no, how dare I kill my senior brother? You are a person with a position. If you kill you, I will not be able to afford to be guilty. I just let you suffer some grievances." Jiulong waved his robe sleeves, and even the people, mountains and sea maps disappeared.

"What else can you do besides killing me? You know, Jiulong." The eldest brother stood up, dusted the dust on his body, and looked around, "If you want to go, go together. I have something else to do."

......

The old man had been walking along the road under his feet for a long time, but it was still not over. The old man was a little tired and found a cleaner place to sit down and rest. Unexpectedly, the old man fell asleep within a while. Just as the old man was sleeping, a black shadow walked towards him. He had been following the old man just now. He knew very well that the old man had not found himself.

Staying in front of the old man for a while, the black shadow picked up the old man and walked towards the way he came, but he did not notice a smile on the old man's originally calm face.

Xinhao and Tang Chao came to the bottom of the abyss smoothly. What they didn't expect was that there was a person here who was still entangled by vines. When they came, they happened to see the man pulling the vines hard, but for some reason, the vines just refused to let go.

"Hello, do you need help?" Xinhao was enthusiastic, especially when he saw that the young man was not as strange as the people here, but like someone from outside, so he felt more fond of him, so he stepped forward and asked.

"Of course I need it. Come and help me. I don't know why this broken vine is stuck with me anymore." Xiao De was sweating profusely now. If he delayed his grandfather's place for one more second, he might have more danger. At this point, asking for help seems to be his best way.

"Okay." Xinhao went over to help and pulled the vine with Xiaode. Who knew that the vine was wrapped tightly. The two young men pulled it for a long time and it didn't move at all.

Tang Dynasty, who was standing beside him, couldn't stand it anymore, walked forward in two or three steps, slapped the vine on the vine. The vine broke and Xiaode landed on the ground, while the remaining vine retracted back to the stone wall, trembling, as if it was afraid of being beaten by the Tang Dynasty.

"Okay, we don't have that much time. Let's go quickly, and you can keep up. Although I don't know what you want to do, it must be an urgent matter. We also have some urgent matters. Let's go together." Tang Chao didn't see Xiao De, nor did he help him take down the vines wrapped around him, because when he first met, he had no obligation or need. Now, he just wanted to end his nightmare quickly and personally send that person back to where he should go.

Tang Xuance raised his head with difficulty, looked at the monster in front of him whose head had been broken by a fan, breathed a sigh of relief, and lay back. This time he could finally sleep well in the sun on the mountain, but he had just closed his eyes for a while, and a sound of footsteps came, and the sound was very light, he ignored it, but pretended to sleep. The footsteps stopped nearby, and then a faint fragrance floated. Tang Xuance opened his eyes, and a young woman was squatting beside him and looking at him, her beautiful eyes were full of curiosity.

Seeing that the person on the ground suddenly woke up, the young woman blushed and got up and was about to leave. How could Tang Xuance let her go? She grabbed the girl's skirt. Maybe the girl was a little anxious. Tang Xuance almost pulled the girl's skirt off with this grab. This made the girl's face even redder, like the ripe apple.

Turning around, kicking Tang Xuance's hand away, tidied up his skirt, snorted shyly, and left as if he was running away.
Chapter completed!