After reading the record about "immortality blood" on the back of the mausoleum structure diagram, Shang Bohuai was refreshed. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would not give up, and this so-called "immortality blood" was probably the hope of rescuing Chen Xuan.
"Son-in-law, can you hear what I say? There is a bottle of 'immortality blood' in the cauldron. See if it is of any use to you?" Shang Bohuai shouted towards the giant cauldron.
But he shouted several times, but there was no reply from the giant cauldron.
This giant cauldron magic weapon is extremely sealed, and the people trapped inside cannot communicate with the outside world at all. Therefore, even if Shang Bohuai breaks his throat, it is impossible for Chen Xuan to hear it.
"Stop shouting, the Evil Emperor is dead. You should still think about the next step." Lu Wuji said in a cold tone, and then glanced at Yin Chonghua casually.
What he was interested in was naturally the small moving order in Yin Chonghua's hand.
But he knew that Yin Chonghua's injuries were not serious, and he was not sure of grabbing the token from Yin Chonghua.
After hearing what Lu Wuji said, Gong Xuan Sword Master thought for a while and said solemnly: "Everyone, although we can't save the Evil Emperor, we can inherit the Evil Emperor's legacy, fight against foreign enemies for China, recapture the dragon's bones, and return the dragon's bones to the beginning.
The emperor is in the coffin, so I, the sect leader, kindly ask you all to come with me to Shanhaiguan, use the dragon bones as a bet, and compete openly and openly with ten powerful enemies from the west!"
After he said these words, no one responded for a while.
The sect leaders and ancestors are all considering whether they should participate in the competition now that the Evil Emperor is dead and the True Martial Arts Map has been burned in the giant cauldron.
Thinking of the power of God, everyone felt fear and awe.
"If we don't fight, but go back to the ancient martial arts world, how can we be alone? The most powerful man in the West who calls himself a god is waiting for us to compete in Shanhaiguan, and he wants to defeat us completely. We
If we don’t fight, with God’s energy, we will easily find our ancient martial arts world. From this moment on, no one can stay out of the matter and stay in a corner. The ancient martial arts world and China can only coexist and perish!”
Regarding the relationship between the ancient martial arts world and the Chinese secular world, Gong Xuanjianzun has a very thorough understanding.
The two have a mutually prosperous and mutually destructive relationship, so it is completely useless for them to hide back in the ancient martial arts world and be ostriches.
Everyone present is a hundred-year-old veteran in the ancient martial arts world. Who can not understand the truth behind Gong Xuan Sword Master’s words?
"Ming thinks that the words of Sect Master Gong are very reasonable. Although God is more powerful than all of us, we still have a chance in the battle between ten people and ten people in Shanhaiguan! The dragon bone was taken away by the God, which is equivalent to the backbone of our China being taken away.
Take it away, do you, my comrades, want to see the land of China once again devastated? Master Gong, I know someone will be the first to support you, and I am willing to go to Shanhaiguan with you!"
Ming Nanchuan, the leader of the Tianxing Sect, was the first to express his stance.
"Thank you so much, Master Ming." Sword Master Gong Xuan showed a hint of relief.
Immediately afterwards, the major righteous sect leaders and the ancestors of millennium-old families also expressed their stance, including Xuanyuan Xu, who was the most seriously injured.
Although Xiao Jian is the leader of the evil sect, he never retreats from the righteousness of the country: "For thousands of years, China has been invaded by foreign enemies many times. Our evil sect has never been less effective than the righteous way in fighting against foreign enemies. If I retreat today
, that’s why I’m sorry for the countless seniors of my evil sect who sacrificed their lives!”
Seeing both good and evil, and the ancestors of the thousand-year-old family all agreed, Gong Xuan Sword Master felt that it was not safe enough.
"Everyone understands the righteousness, and this sect leader admires it greatly. However, in today's battle in the underground palace, all of you were seriously injured. In this great competition between ten people and ten people, even though we have so many masters of the absolute martial arts realm, we still have little chance of winning.
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Hearing the words of Gong Xuan Sword Master, all the ancestors of the sects felt a little regretful. They had just fought for the True Martial Map and consumed too much true energy. As a result, they were unable to catch up when they besieged the god later, and they were all seriously injured in the end.
Thinking that at least five people would be able to win against the powerful Westerners, all sect leaders and ancestors, you look at me, I look at you, and finally turned your attention to Shang Bohuai, who has been studying how to open the lid of the tripod, and Shang Bohuai, who is standing in the corner.
The silent Yin Chonghua.
Like Gong Xuan Sword Master, these two injuries were relatively minor.
Next in line is Lu Wuji.
If these four people are sure to play, China has a 40% chance of winning, and only one person is missing to achieve a 5-5 draw.
"Mr. Shang, I wonder if you can fight this battle for China?" Gong Xuanjianzun asked with expectation.
At this moment, Shang Bohuai finally despaired of whether Chen Xuan could be rescued, because no matter how he activated the mechanism, shouted at the giant cauldron, or swatted at the giant cauldron, the giant cauldron did not move.
Chen Xuan's death became a cruel fact that had to be accepted.
Shang Bohuai was also a man who had experienced strong winds and waves. He could only suppress his grief and anger and slowly exhaled: "Shang can join the war."
"Thank you, Mr. Shang!" Seeing Shang Bohuai's agreement, Sword Master Gong Xuan turned his attention to the face of Yin Chonghua, a peerless female cultivator.
"Whether you are in the ancient martial arts world or our spiritual world, fighting against foreign enemies is our mission. I will go to Shanhaiguan to fight against the powerful Westerners. I just have to adjust my breathing in the mausoleum for a few days." Yin Chonghua had just decided to go.
Shanhaiguan competition.
However, the rich yin energy in the underground palace of Emperor Qin's Mausoleum was beneficial to her recovery from injuries and improvement of her cultivation, so she did not plan to go with her ancestors.
"Thank you, Empress Yin." Sword Master Gong Xuan said gratefully, and then recalculated the odds of winning this contest.
If the four Western powerhouses who did not appear were about the same strength as the five Hands of God, then he, Shang Bohuai, Yin Chonghua and Lu Wuji could win one game each.
In this way, China has a high probability of winning four games.
But this is not enough. If you want to regain the keel and defend China's dignity, you must at least achieve a 5-5 draw with the opponent.
The dozen or so sect leaders and ancestors in front of them all seemed to be seriously injured, so it was a difficult problem to choose who to compete in.
"Everyone, there are still a few days before the competition. Let's go to Shanhaiguan first and ask the miraculous doctors from the ancient Chinese medicine sect to help us heal our injuries. At that time, based on the degree of recovery from your injuries, we will select the contestants. I don't know what my sect leader's proposal is. Do you have any suggestions?
Opinion?"
Sword Master Gong Xuan said this, and all the sect leaders and ancestors expressed no objection.
"I will heal my wounds in the underground palace. You can go first." Shang Bohuai said, meditating directly on the spot, staring at the movement of the giant cauldron.
He was still unwilling to give in and wanted to stay here and activate the mechanism a few more times to try.
In this regard, more than a dozen Juewu Realm experts said nothing. In their hearts, they believed that Chen Xuan had been burned to the point of being burned to the point of leaving no bones, and there was no use staying here.
So all the clan leaders and ancestors left the underground palace one after another. Before leaving, Lu Wuji glanced at Yin Chonghua and hesitated before following the others out of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum.
After Yin Chonghua and others left, she shuttled through the various halls of the underground palace, constantly absorbing the Yin energy in the underground palace.
