As long as people in this world never forget that three thousand years ago, there was a strange woman who was running for the world... This may be enough for Princess Chan.
"Priest Mo, can I take away the Twelve Treatises of Taiping?"
Lin Huang asked.
"no!"
Priest Mo shook his head, "Even if you are a descendant of the Ming Dynasty, Princess Chan said during her lifetime that everything she left behind after her death can only be left to future generations. Back then, a young man named Tuoba Fu also came in and had
With your thoughts like this, he came back empty-handed!"
Lin Huang was silent.
"I will convey the information to Tianji Twelve and Tianji Thirteen. They will definitely come in one day! But Priest Mo, don't talk about Linglong's heart. Princess Chan has spent her life working for the world, how can she be deprived of her immortal Linglong
Heart. Even if they come in, they won’t want it!”
Lin Huang opened his mouth.
"good!"
Priest Mo agreed very simply.
"But when Tuoba Fu came in, why didn't he kill the old woman outside?"
Lin Huang asked.
"He was more cautious than you and didn't kill her right away! As long as she is here, I can sometimes have a few words with that evil woman! But it's better if she is dead... She has been wasting her time on Tianji Yumen all these years.
The ban!”
Priest Mo explained.
"Then... who is the tenth Tianji?"
Lin Huang then asked.
Priest Mo shook his head...
"have no idea!"
Lin Huang frowned slightly. On the Sky Continent, he had never heard of the name Tianji 10th. It seemed that everything started from Tianji 11th!
"The Tianji lineage posed a great threat to the evil tribe back then!"
Priest Mo said, "So, no one knows who Tianji Tenth is. He is just an unknown person. When the whole world is in ruins, he silently protects the people and makes plans, waiting for the day when the irrepressible anger of the human race breaks out.
!”
"It's a pity... I have worked hard to serve the world, but I can't leave my name in history!"
Lin Huang felt sad for Tianji Tenth.
"A real strong man doesn't care about history... Can you remember the Ming Shi Emperor ten thousand years ago, or the peerless strong man one hundred thousand years ago?"
"With the vicissitudes of time, history can only be reviewed and learned from, but other than that it doesn't have much meaning!"
Priest Mo shook his head, looking lonely and lonely.
Lin Huang was also silent for a long time.
"Priest Mo, I have to leave!"
Priest Mo waved his hand, "Let's go... But remember, don't think about restoring the orthodoxy of the Ming Dynasty. The demise of a dynasty must have its reasons. The young man back then had a slightly smaller structure! There was a demon in his heart,
I guess it won’t last long!”
Lin Huang nodded, understanding what Priest Mo was referring to.
"I hope that the person who comes in next time is a descendant of Tianji. I also hope to see you... When all the dust settles, Princess Chan may not exist at all! And I... I hope you can bury me in the prince's tomb.
"
"I have been with Princess Chan for more than three thousand years, but I can't even look at His Highness the Crown Prince!"
Priest Mo's expression was sad, and in front of his eyes seemed to be His Highness the Crown Prince who was in military uniform and fighting in the world, with tears shining in his eyes!
Lin Huang nodded silently, not knowing what to say.
Soon after, Lin Huang left the top floor of the palace, and the Tianji Jade Gate resumed its restrictions.
When Lin Huang left the barrier, he even placed a layer of barrier outside the palace!
…
The Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty are now filled with warriors.
In every tomb, there are countless warriors who are crazy about it!
Everywhere, war breaks out anytime and anywhere.
This is the mausoleum of the emperors of the Ming Dynasty. Not to mention the long-standing inheritance, even the treasures buried with him can make any warrior rich and powerful!
Crazy.
All crazy!
Lin Huang walked on the jade path leading to various tombs, but his expression was calm.
In this precious land, there must be casualties!
After the casualties, there may be warriors who will take over the destiny and rise up strongly.
This is what he hopes to see... Otherwise, he would not risk the world's disapproval and allow the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty to appear. After all, the people buried in these tombs can be regarded as his ancestors.
As he thought about it, Lin Huang felt strange.
How do you feel about taking the initiative to let others dig up your ancestral graves?
Lin Huang smiled helplessly. It would be enough if a few Holy Emperors could appear among these warriors. If luckily, there would be successors who would break through and become Quasi-Emperors, this would be the best luck for the world.
It's just that... the people from the four ancient tribes who entered the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty will all die!
Other warriors have been inherited in the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty, and it is difficult to let go of the cause and effect, because it involves their future path. No matter what, they will not become enemies of the Zuojia Ming Cult.
Even if he is an enemy, Lin Huang is not afraid.
But the methods of the four ancient tribes are too powerful and mysterious, and they will not consider the cause and effect. Now, he is also afraid of the four ancient tribes.
When Shen Qing abandoned Lin Huang, he was free again.
It's just a pity that he can't show his holiness in front of others.
Lin Huang visited the tombs of major emperors and watched calmly as many warriors obtained treasures, received inheritances, protected them, or killed them with thunder.
Faced with the various restrictions and guardian beasts in the mausoleum, Lin Huang ignored them.
After all, he had dismantled all these things, and those ancestors were too aggrieved.
Soon after…
Lin Huang appeared in front of a bloody mountain.
On the top of the mountain, there is an ancient monument.
There are no words on the tablet, but it is covered in a dark armor stained with blood.
Next to the tombstone, there is a blood-stained spear.
"Um?"
Lin Huang frowned slightly and sent out a powerful aura that hovered around the ancient monument.
Lin Huang stepped onto the bloody hilltop with one kick and walked up slowly. He turned his head and looked at the white clouds in the sky with a calm expression, "You can't touch this mausoleum! Either get out or die!"
"Which emperor's tomb is this?"
Among the white clouds, a middle-aged man appeared with bright eyes and domineering brows.
"Do you want to get the inheritance of this tomb?"
Lin Huang climbed the mountain calmly and asked.
"That's right... As soon as I entered the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty, I felt the call of this place! But I dare not step into this battlefield, it is too bloody and tragic!"
The middle-aged man spoke.
"battlefield?"
Lin Huang frowned slightly, his soul feeling in all directions.
…
After a while, Lin Huang slowly opened his eyes and turned to look at the middle-aged man, "Where is your origin?"
"What is your name?"
The middle-aged man did not answer Lin Huang, but asked.
"If you don't tell me, the opportunity will be gone!"
Lin Huang also did not answer the middle-aged question, "If you want to get inheritance by chance, join our Zuojia Ming Cult, and you can become a Marquis of ten thousand households in the Ming Cult!"
"trade?"
The middle-aged man frowned, feeling arrogant in his heart.
"Answer your previous question!"
Lin Huang said, "This mausoleum is the tomb of Tuoba Hao, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty three thousand years ago. Within that armor, there are two great martial spirits!"
"The first one is the Nine-Five Lord, which contains the luck of the emperor!"
"The second is the best strategy for the world!"
"In that blood-stained spear, there is "The Wrath of the Overlord", which is a peerless martial art!"
"I have a brother named Lu Han! He is very suitable for this inheritance. If you want to get this inheritance, at least give me a reason!"