Recently, he may be searching for higher-level creation methods and the secret method of destruction, so as to perfect the map of mountains, rivers, and society.
This thing contains the law of life and death, which is better than the simple secret method.
Zhang Jian's eyes were filled with joy.
In Zhang Jian's thoughts, he once again directly swallowed this treasure of heaven and earth with the map of mountains and rivers, and slowly refined it.
At this time, there are already two treasures of heaven and earth in the map of mountains and rivers.
If the "Heart of Dimension" and "Hunyuan Life and Death Pearl" were to fully integrate the power of these two treasures of heaven and earth, Zhang Jian's own map of mountains, rivers, and society would be elevated to a level beyond his imagination.
In addition, the "Hunyuan Heaven and Earth Pearl" is also the seed of the universe, which is also a huge supplement to the Mountains, Rivers and Sheji Map that can already form a dimension of its own.
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After the bustle, the Daxia Dynasty entered a period of rapid development.
The expansion of dragon energy and emperor energy makes the power of Jiuding barrier grow day by day.
The envelopment of the Mountains and Rivers Sheji Map is enough to ensure that under the coverage of the Emperor's Divine Realm, it is difficult for many immortal sects to obey the rules and violate the rules.
After killing the chickens to scare the monkeys and dealing with a group of surrendered Immortal sects, most of the remaining Immortal sects, Immortal cultivating families, and secular dynasties' strong men became honest.
Zhang Jian also took the opportunity to use imperial power to break up the alliances between many immortal sects and Taoist forces. At the same time, he randomly selected talents to win over some loose cultivator sects, or strong casual cultivators, so as to supplement the strength of Daxia.
Among the true souls of the dynasty.
At the same time, the Sheji Shinto was united to gradually establish a new Shinto area in the two realms, thereby increasing the control of the Daxia royal family over the states.
On the other hand, Zhang Jian also reciprocated the favor and made good use of some of the Xianzong Taoist traditions who were the first to defect to the Great Xia Dynasty. Borrowing the Tongshan Taoist tradition, the strong men of the Si family stabilized the states.
Everything is booming.
Many monks can sense that the dragon aura and imperial aura surrounding Dongxuan Shenzhou are becoming increasingly prosperous and vast.
Dongxuan China seems to have become a paradise for humanity.
Of course, governance in a short period of time cannot completely cure the influence left by the major forces in the states. There are still many conflicts within the states. However, most of the Immortal Sects are afraid of the power of the innate emperor and do not dare to fight. They can only
From light to dark.
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But as the years go by, some familiar faces gradually fade away under the years.
Dingguo Gong's Mansion
The whole house is completely plain.
In the mourning hall, Zhang Jian and Empress Qi stood in front of the coffin. Empress Qi was already sobbing. Next to her, Crown Princess Si Li'er supported her and whispered comfort, but Empress Qi still couldn't help feeling sad.
Zhang Jian stepped forward and held Qi Yuhua's hand, Queen Qi whispered.
"Your Majesty, I no longer have a mother!"
Zhang Jian's eyes fluctuated, and his face was just slightly nostalgic.
No matter how magnificent and heroic you are, you will eventually pass away one day.
Qi Wanshi was very kind to him.
Even though Zhang Yi abducted Qi Ruolan and the two eloped illegally, Qi Yuansi and Qi Wanshi did not look down on his illegitimate son because of this, but were willing to marry Qi Yuhua to the Zhang family.
It can indeed be called benevolent.
Zhang Jian glanced at both sides, and there were many familiar or unfamiliar faces kneeling on the futons on both sides.
These are all the grandsons of Duke Dingguo, but there are also a few outstanding disciples who joined the Taoist Palace early, and they have spiritual fluctuations in their bodies.
The founding Duke's mansion is transforming into a family of spiritual practitioners.
This is what Qi Yuansi wanted to see before his death.
Most of the old friends in the past have passed away, or they have gradually transformed from immature schoolchildren into mature-looking middle-aged people. Every time Zhang Jian enters the Qi Mansion, he no longer feels that familiarity and comfort.
At this time, another Taoist priest with black hair came in outside the mourning hall and also came in to worship.
"Thank you, Taoist Master Tianxu!"
When they saw this Taoist, two octogenarians immediately came forward to worship him. This is a local custom.
Taoist Tianxu didn't move when he saw this scene, but his eyes fell to the side. Zhang Jian, Qi Yuhua and others, who were dressed in regular clothes, looked solemn and bowed again.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty!"
Upon seeing this, Zhang Jian waved his hand and helped him up. He sighed a little:
"Senior Tianxu has never been so strict with etiquette. Taoist priest is still my senior. Although we haven't seen each other for a long time, there is no need to be so formal!"
Taoist Tianxu also had a smile in his eyes when he heard this.
It's just that the two of them are worlds apart now.
Back then, Zhang Jian was just a county official, but he still dared to stand next to Zhang Jian. Even if Zhang Jian was more powerful than him, Zhang Jian could still make fun of him, but now Zhang Jian is the emperor of Great Xia.
He is also the master of this vast Eastern China.
The emperor, the emperor, who is above hundreds of millions of monks and countless living beings, how dare he dare to overstep again?
Zhang Jian's eyes fell on Old Taoist Tianxu.
Tianxu Lao Dao Jiazi had barely mastered magic power before.
After developing magical power, one's lifespan increases to three to five hundred, so one can maintain it well.
It's just that Taoist Tianxu's qualifications are limited. A Jiazi is still in the early stages of fortune-telling and foundation building. His magic power grows slowly, and it's probably difficult to make a pill.
However, relying on his outstanding merits in medicine and medicine, there is hope that he can embark on the path of Shintoism in the future.
Seeing that Taoist Tianxu, a former master, was obviously at a loss in his eyes, Zhang Jian immediately sighed and lost interest in continuing to reminisce about the past.
Taoist Tianxu was even more afraid to express his anger, and he slowly left the mourning hall soon after.
After exiting the mourning hall, Taoist Tianxu rubbed his somewhat stiff face. He glanced in the direction of the mourning hall, looking a little annoyed.
In fact, he also knew that the Great Xia Emperor was a nostalgic person.
But in front of this emperor, he seemed to be out of control and couldn't help but become cautious and nervous.
Many words were turned into silence.
He had previously wanted to take the opportunity to ask the emperor for some pointers.
Taoist Tianxu had some helplessness in his eyes.
He had been cultivating his mind for a long time, but he still fell out of control at the critical moment.
The name of a person, the shadow of a tree!
Perhaps there were too many legends about the Emperor of Great Xia outside, which gradually exceeded his previous understanding of the emperor, so that he did not dare to speak.
After being upset for a moment, Taoist Tianxu just waited to leave with a group of disciples from Tiexian Temple around him.
A few years later.
At Xishan Temple, where Dragon Vein is located, a huge imperial mausoleum has been completely repaired.
There are green mountains and green waters, and the imperial mausoleum is surrounded by tall cypress trees.
The surrounding feng shui gathered, and there were faintly visible dragon auras flowing in the depths of the void, with red dragons circling.
In front of the imperial mausoleum, Zhang Jian and Queen Qi stepped into it.
At this time, there were several figures behind him.
Zhang Zhao and his wife, Zhang Yi, Zhang Xian, Zhang Changan, and the adult Princess Nanyang all followed behind.
The five brothers and sisters all have some reluctance.
Zhang Yi Yangguang's face looked a little desolate at this time.
Although he was not Empress Qi's biological child, he had been taken by Empress Qi's side since he was a child and was also raised by Empress Qi.
In the mausoleum, everyone saw a frozen mausoleum from a distance.
That is the frozen tomb of the Supreme Emperor and the Queen Mother.
After the death of Qi Wan, the Supreme Emperor Zhang Yi and the Empress Dowager Zhang Qi were banned from longevity by Zhang Jian.
In fact, Zhang Yi and the Queen Mother Zhang Qi could also choose to die naturally.
If he died naturally, his name would be moved by Zhang Jian to the Seven Temples of the Emperor, where he would enjoy the incense and sacrifices of the Great Xia Dynasty.
With the Great Xia Dynasty's imperial edict, and with the Zhang family's background, it would not be difficult to help him become a Netherworld Ghost Emperor.
But compared to becoming ghosts and gods, Zhang Yi and his wife are more inclined to become immortals.
The two of them entered the mausoleum of the Supreme Emperor first.
The Emperor and Queen Mother Zhang Qi in the mausoleum were both extremely calm, as if they were middle-aged.
Their physical vitality was completely frozen by the Instant Freezing Immortal Technique, and they were frozen in time.
Under the body, there is also a magic circle that nourishes the body and soul, and there is a heavenly and earthly treasure like Wanzai Wenyu in the mouth to protect the soul and keep it sleeping forever, without being damaged by the power of immortal magic.
Soul organ.
Zhang Jian looked at Qi Yuhua with both eyes and smiled.
"Queen, don't worry, you are just taking a nap. When you wake up, our whole family will be able to leave our house and fly to heaven, and enjoy great freedom and freedom!"
Qi Yuhua glanced at Zhang Jian with a bit of reluctance.
She stepped forward and arranged Zhang Jian's clothes again.
Such behavior seems to have become a habit.
There were some ripples in Zhang Jian's eyes, even though the Taoist heart that he had tempered to the point of being eternally unchangeable still had ripples at this moment, he gently embraced Qi Yuhua into his arms.
Qi Yuhua closed her eyes at this time, with a hint of joy on her beautiful face.
At this moment, she felt a sense of peace that she had never felt before.
Looking back on her life, although she had never been able to possess the husband in front of her alone, she knew from beginning to end that Zhang Jian still cared about her the most.
As a majestic innate emperor, as long as he is in the palace, he must spend his daily meals in Fengzhi Palace, without exception.
Rain or shine.
The Qi family believed that no emperor in history had ever been so favored.
She is already very satisfied.
Her life was also not wasted.
From the mistress of the Zhang family to the founding queen of the Xia Dynasty, she had a great career as an emperor and empress.
She also gave birth to four children with extraordinary talents.
The only regret may be that I never saw the birth of the third generation of the Zhang family.
And almost instantly, a wisp of strange cold power enveloped Queen Qi's body, freezing the founding queen, who was wearing a scarlet phoenix robe and whose grace was unparalleled, in the cold current of the years.
"Mother!"
Looking at this scene, the other six people couldn't help but kneel down.
With a wave of his hand, Zhang Jian slowly picked up the piece of mysterious ice and carried it into the phoenix bed in the center.
Looking at the stunning beauty with a smile on her face, his eyes froze slightly, and he sighed softly for a moment.
"Sleep well and wait for me!"
He glanced at the seven copper crane oil lamps around the Feng Bedroom. With a wave of his hand, seven rays of fire lit up, illuminating the dark and cold tomb. Zhang Jian casually formed a seal with his hand, and four rays of divine light flew out of his hand and fell into the Feng Bedroom.
On top of the four divine beasts surrounding the bed.
A magnificent innate four-image guarding formation was arranged and formed.
The four luminous images were swimming around, spreading all over the perimeter of the phoenix bed.
The six Zhang brothers and sisters clearly saw that it was an extremely powerful formation.
Zhang Jian's faint voice came out at this time.
"I also ask four of you to accompany the Queen for me. If Japan ascends to the sky one day, I will never forget the contribution of the four of you!"
Hearing this, four voices came from all directions.
"Your Majesty, don't worry. With me and my real body guarding you, the Feng Bedroom will be safe!"
Zhang Jian nodded slightly when he saw this.
Then he stepped out of the Phoenix Bedroom, and as he waved his hand, he saw several streams of light flying around the imperial mausoleum, turning into huge stone statues with strange statures.
Either an elegant Taoist priest, an old man wearing animal skins, a burly general, or an emperor holding a sword. Each of them has different expressions, but the energy revealed by the stone statues is extremely powerful.
Facing these stone statues, Zhang Jian's voice was extremely cold and domineering.
"You are all the criminals who have rebelled against our Great Xia Dynasty. You should have been executed to eliminate future troubles. Now I am giving you a way to survive. You will guard the mausoleum for my royal family for ten thousand years. You will be restored after ten thousand years.
A day of freedom!"
"If you are half-hearted, beware of the forbidden law of the heart and your soul will be scattered!"
After he finished speaking, Zhang Jian waved his hand and lit up the ever-bright lamps on the stone walls surrounding the imperial mausoleum. The light of the fire faintly formed a unique formation that enveloped the depths of the imperial mausoleum.
That is a circle of dragon energy magic ban.
While suppressing the imperial tombs, they were also suppressing these strong men who turned into stone sculptures.
At this time, an angry voice came out from one of the stone statues!
"Emperor Xia, I am an immortal of the Yu clan. How dare you humiliate the immortal like this and force me to guard your Zhang clan..."
Zhang Jian sneered, and when he waved his hand, a long black whip appeared in his hand.
The long black whip was covered with countless death runes. It was actually a long whip condensed with the laws of the avenue of death. It was whipped hard, and the voice immediately let out a scream.
Visible to the naked eye, the stone statue of the emperor holding the sword dimmed instantly, as if his entire face had become older and turning gray.
Zhang Jian seemed to be still angry, so he waved his hand again and whipped him several times.
The stone statue of the emperor died in an instant.
"Yuan's Heavenly Immortal!"
Si Li'er stood beside Zhang Zhao and watched this scene silently.
There is only one immortal in the Yu clan, and that is Yu Lianwu.
This heavenly immortal of the Yu family once was rampant for a while, but he ended up in this situation.
However, it is simply unwise for the other party to resist at this time.
After taking a few whips, Yu Lianwu no longer made a sound, and he didn't know if he had died.
At this time, Zhang Jian's eyes swept across the imperial mausoleum.
"If you still don't want to, you can tell me in advance and I can 'let you go'!"
After hearing this, there was no objection in the imperial mausoleum.
Zhang Jian then walked out of the imperial mausoleum with a cold face.
When the other six people saw this, they followed suit. They could see that their father was in a very bad mood after Queen Qi fell asleep, and it was best not to provoke her.
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Time is like running water, and eighty years are fleeting.
After the death of Queen Qi, not long after, Duan Wang Zhang Min was also frozen by Zhang Jian.
It's just that Duan Wang Zhang Min is only a prince after all and is not qualified to enter the imperial mausoleum.
This is the ancestral method.
Zhang Jian built a mausoleum for Prince Duan in advance and became his resting place.
And named it Prince Duan’s Mausoleum!
Eighty years pass by like a fleeting time, and for ordinary people, their homes are enough to be renovated dozens of times.
However, for the Daxia Dynasty, which stood tall in Dongxuan China, it was in its prime.
That magnificent imperial aura, the dragon aura is like the sun in the sky.
On this day, a vast vision emerged from the sky above Haojing City, but there were countless thunderclouds filling tens of millions of miles, and the fairy light in Hanyuan Hall broke through the sky.