Deep in the underground crack, at the end far away from the bronze door.
There is an artificially dug cave here.
At this time, Hu Ming and his younger brother were in the cave, wearing Yin Shang armor made of bronze.
Time is running out. Soon, the bronze door will open, and the Yin soldiers will lead the two of them into the bronze door.
"To be honest, this thing is really uncomfortable to wear. The ancients were so pitiful..."
Putting on a pair of tattered Yin Shang armor, Hu Ming sighed softly helplessly.
"This is the rule."
The younger brother said indifferently. He also changed into a suit of armor and hung a black gold sword on his waist.
Hu Ming and the younger brother have similar body shapes. They are both the type that looks thin when they are wearing clothes and have flesh when they are undressed. There is not a single extra piece of fat on their whole bodies, and their body fat percentage is shockingly low.
This is not the kind of person who is trained with krypton drugs. Although his muscles are not visible, his explosive power is amazing.
"By the way, Hu Ming, what do you think of the so-called (Heavenly Instruction)?"
While waiting, suddenly, the little brother spoke.
"God's gift...are you asking about the heavenly gift of your Zhang family, or the heavenly gift of those heavenly gifted singers and poets in Western Xinjiang?"
Hu Ming raised his eyebrows.
People of the Zhang family have one characteristic.
In the chapter "Restarting Listening to Thunder", there is a passage describing the Zhang family.
It is said that the Zhang family has been like a gifted singer from Western Xinjiang since they were born. One day when they were growing up, an idea suddenly appeared in their mind.
This idea has nothing to do with their lives, but they have a strong desire and have to complete this thing.
but...
The Zhang family’s natural teaching is still different from the natural teaching of singers and poets in Western Xinjiang.
Singers who are gifted by heaven are often unremarkable in the first half of their lives, but after a serious illness, some poems suddenly appear in their minds.
Some poems that have never been circulated in history books, praising the great deeds of ancient heroes!
But this situation does exist.
Because of the blood purification rewarded by the system, Hu Ming's originally scheduled sleeping time was greatly reduced.
During the time when he woke up, Hu Ming spent most of his time wandering around the Western Xinjiang region.
The reason is to try to find out the so-called secrets given by heaven, and at the same time, I met and got to know some interesting people by chance.
However, the Zhang family's heavenly teaching is somewhat different...
According to Hu Ming's guess, the Zhang family's heavenly gift is most likely related to ancient bronzes, or even... to a certain ancestor of the Zhang family who has not yet died.
"Sure enough, you know something...but judging from your appearance, you haven't been able to figure out the real Yaosuo."
Hu Ming's separate discussion of the Zhang family's (Heavenly Instruction) and the Western Xinjiang singers' (Heavenly Instruction) can already explain many issues.
The little brother gave a rare sigh, and he probably understood that Hu Ming must have thought of going together with him.
The Zhang family has too many secrets, so many that even Zhang Qiling cannot know them all.
Of course, it is also possible that the younger brother knew about it but had forgotten about it...
"Who can pat their chest and say that they know all the secrets in this world? At the very least, it's God's gift... I'm really interested in this God."
"The heaven-ordained poet of Western Xinjiang, the ancient kingdom of Nanhai Luoyun Kingdom can heal all regrets through "listening to thunder", and can even spy on the secrets of heaven... It's interesting, isn't it?"
Hu Ming said with a smile.
The more you explore the world, the more you discover things that are difficult to understand.
However, exploring the unknown is inherently fun, isn’t it?
...
...
The waiting time was spent chatting between Hu Ming and his brother.
To be honest, this is the most talkative time that Hu Ming has ever had since he met his brother. Perhaps it is because he is about to enter the Bronze Gate?
Light blue smoke once again poured out from the stone gaps in the underground canyon, rising rapidly like cloud waves.
Almost instantly, mist began to swirl below the knees, and my eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and the blue smoke continued to rise.
At the end of the darkness, the distant and desolate sound of antlers sounded.
Step, step, step...
Gloomy black shadows lined up in a row, walking slowly from the darkness.
This group of people were all wearing shabby armor from the Yin and Shang era, and the leader held a command flag in his hand.
The flag was so tattered that the logo on it could not be clearly seen.
Someone behind was carrying a huge antlered horn, and the sound came from here.
These people walked as if they were floating, making no sound at all, and moving extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, they came from a distance in front of Hu Ming and his brother.
A closer look shows that the faces of these Yin soldiers are extremely long, like horse faces, and the overall head length is about twice as long as that of a normal person.
Everyone's face was expressionless and extremely pale. No matter how you looked at it, they looked like the legendary horse faces from the underworld.
It can only be said that ancient legends have a certain basis in reality.
These guys are probably the prototypes of the Horse Face Legend.
"!%￥@#."
The leader glanced at Hu Ming and spoke the ancient pronunciation to the younger brother with an expressionless face.
"This is different from the ancient agreement, Zhang Qiling. That's what it said."
After the little brother explained to Hu Ming, he replied with the same expression in the ancient language with the same pronunciation:
"￥%!@%."
(Manual translation: He is an immortal and is qualified to enter the Bronze Gate. He also has an ancient unknown bloodline tattoo and a ghost seal in his hand!)
Hearing this, the captain of the Yin soldiers looked at Hu Ming.
"He wants to see your bloodline tattoo."
"Can I chop him down? Because I've grown so big, this is the first time I've been asked to take off my clothes and show my naked body to others. I'm still a... well, let's call him a male creature, right?"
Hu Ming said to the younger brother with an impeccable smile on his face.
"...They are used to using ancient languages, but over thousands of years, countless Zhang family members have entered them, and they understand modern languages."
The younger brother was silent for a long time and said softly.
Sure enough, those Yin soldiers had already held their weapons with one hand and looked at Hu Ming warily, with the intention of starting a fight if they disagreed.
"Fine.."
Hu Ming twitched the corner of his mouth, Mader was careless, he didn't expect these ancient antiques to keep up with the times!
Helpless, Hu Ming put away his hostility, took off his armor, his blood accelerated, and a dragon and a phoenix appeared on the surface of Hu Ming's upper body.
There were only twelve of these underworld soldiers, and they were a small team. If a conflict really broke out, Hu Ming would not be afraid at all.
But the problem is...the things behind these guys are extremely mysterious (the ultimate in the world). Before figuring out the situation inside, Hu Ming felt that he still had some patience.
"@!"
Seeing this, the Yin soldiers relaxed their vigilance slightly, and the captain came closer to check Hu Ming's bloodline tattoo, and then nodded gently.
"Let's go, it means that you have passed the test and can enter with me."
The younger brother translated and signaled Jiangnan to pierce his armor and stomach.
"One day I'm going to kill this bastard who made me take off my clothes to show him! (English)!"
Hu Ming still maintained impeccable etiquette, and Hu Ming still maintained an impeccable polite smile.
Ma De doesn’t believe it. Can these guys understand English?
"I've also wanted to chop it for a long time. Let's do it together if we have the chance! (English)"
It's rare for a little brother to make a harmless joke.
