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Chapter 929 Three parties gather at the tomb of Emperor Xiaoling!

After Chen Jugong's incident, Lu Chi once mentioned the matter of Emperor Hui of the Ming Dynasty to Yang Fan.

At that time, Yang Fan specifically looked for the portrait of Emperor Hui of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yunwen, and kept his appearance firmly in mind.

He originally wanted to use it as a backup, but unfortunately, he never had the chance to go to Fujian. Moreover, he got several emperor skins one after another, which made him almost forget about it.

He never expected that this skin would appear in front of him in this form!

Moreover, it is alive.

"Is it really Emperor Hui, or is there someone like me who has taken on the appearance of Emperor Hui?"

Yang Fan's eyes flashed, but he shrank deeper into the grass hole.

Zhang Taiyue and people suspected of being Emperor Zhu Hui appeared one after another, which made him feel that the evening was bound to be lively.

Fortunately, magical powers are forbidden here, and all dharma cannot be performed.

By then, he might not be able to get what he wants.

"I'm afraid I need to be summoned."

Yang Fan's clone of the Skin Demon King immediately vibrated the "Tao Te Ching" in his body, and a faint clear light silently rippled out, spreading towards the distance.

And this clear light passed directly through Xiaoling without causing any reaction.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, Yang Fan, who did not follow the sacrificial team, immediately sensed this change.

Moreover, I also received the information contained in Qingguang.

"Zhang Taiyue...and a figure suspected to be Emperor Zhu Hui..."

Yang Fan couldn't help but hesitate.

Let’s not talk about the tens of thousands of Xiaoling guards inside Xiaoling. Just talk about the stone beasts on the Shinto. They are no small matter. Once they revive, they will definitely be invincible!

Plus Zhang Taiyue, a half-saint, and a mysterious man suspected to be Emperor Zhu Hui!

Can his little arms and legs really be able to extract chestnuts from the fire?

"It's not that there is no chance! After all, Xiaoling is in an environment where magical powers are forbidden and all kinds of magic cannot be practiced. Isn't it true that the only power that can be used is martial arts?"

"And what about myself?"

"The four levels of Heavenly Man and the remaining level of Skin Demon King have reached the final moment!"

"If you don't have magical powers, who can compete with you?"

Even if those demon lords take action, you still have to fight to know who will win!

not to mention……

Yang Fan took a look at the magical power of mending the sky in his body. In Xiaoling, he had a magical power that he could use!

"Fight!"

Yang Fan immediately made up his mind, turned around and fled into the night.

The closed Xiaoling Mausoleum did not stop Yang Fan's footsteps.

boom!

As soon as he set foot on the boundary of Xiaoling, a heavy pressure came down on him, as if two mountains had fallen on his shoulders!

Different from the daytime, the closed Xiaoling Mausoleum obviously has a stronger sealing power!

Even with the magical power of mending the sky, there is only a faint glimmer left.

Yang Fan took two deep breaths, and after adapting to the terrible pressure, he slowly moved deeper into Xiaoling.

Soon, he came to the grass pit where his Skin Demon King clone was hiding.

call!

The piece of human skin jumped out instantly and fell onto his body.

But Yang Fan's heart moved and he retained the appearance of the late emperor Zhu Huan!

"hey-hey."

"The tomb robber is the late Emperor Zhu Huan!"

"What does it have to do with me, Mr. Yang?"

Yang Fan waited for a while, and after confirming that no one came again, he walked towards the depths of the mausoleum.

Stepping onto the mausoleum shrine, the eyes of the stone beasts seemed to look over one by one.

Yang Fan's body trembled slightly, and a trace of Zhu Huan's breath was slowly released.

Authentic Ming Emperor Qi Ji!

As soon as this anger came out, Yang Fan clearly felt that the stone beasts slowly turned away their eyes, which made him sigh in relief.

He was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to pass this divine way.

And at this time.

Zhang Taiyue, holding His Majesty's imperial edict in hand, has reached the depths of the mausoleum.

"The emperor is destined to be transported by heaven, and the edict says..."

The imperial edict was activated silently, golden light flashed, and a real dragon of the time slowly walked around Zhang Taiyue.

In Zhang Taiyue's other hand, he held the "Book of Records", with the holy power protecting him.

Even with the imperial edict to protect him, he, a semi-saint strong man, walked extremely carefully. After all, this was Taizu's mausoleum, and there was almost murderous intent at every step.

Although he suspected that Taizu was not buried here, he still did not dare to be careless.

Especially since his majesty taught him that a large number of palaces and concubines were buried inside this mausoleum, he did not dare to be careless at all.

Just because those who were buried were most likely turned into puppets and responsible for guarding the tomb!

Many of them followed Taizu in founding the country and made great achievements, and their strength is extraordinary!

"I hope my judgment is not wrong..."

At this point, he could only bite the bullet and go inside.

At the same time, the entrance to the mausoleum.

"Grandpa Huang..."

Zhu Yunwen knelt down in front of the mausoleum, holding the tombstone with his hand, and shed tears on his clothes, "My grandson is unfilial, I am sorry for your expectations, and the great rivers and mountains have been stolen by rebellious officials and thieves..."

"For so many years, my grandson has always wanted to visit you, but unfortunately, he has never found a suitable opportunity..."

"Now that the world is changing again, it is the opportunity for the royal family to be restored. My grandson plans to rebuild the country and wants to borrow something from you, Grandpa Huang..."

"Grandpa Wanqiu Emperor will grant your wish!"

Zhu Yunwen kowtowed respectfully. After three bows and nine kowtows, he stood up.

In fact, he knew in his heart that his grandfather was no longer around.

He started from scratch, took the world by storm, built his empire in Hongwu, and was still extremely domineering even on his deathbed. The man who ordered "Let the sun stand for us" is gone after all!

"well."

He sighed quietly, stood up and walked towards the underground mausoleum.

Grandpa Huang didn’t answer, which meant he was acquiescing. He must have taken out the dragon veins here, and Grandpa Huang’s spirit in heaven would be able to forgive him!

Once the Dragon Vein of the Ming Dynasty is obtained, Zhu Zi can be led out of the long river of literature and art.

What the other party wants is holy power, but what he wants is imperial power.

At that time, he may be able to take back the power of the sun and moon with the help of the other party!

The Ming Dynasty is the sun, moon and sky!

When the power of the sun and moon returns, the Ming Dynasty may have a chance to regain its former glory in the upper world. The emperor is no longer a short-lived ghost, and the imperial dragon energy is no longer a poison.

Sitting on the upper realm, using all realms as material, the country will live forever, and the emperor's career will last forever!

"Grandpa Emperor, you will see the day when your grandson becomes emperor again!"

Zhu Yunwen thought silently in his heart.

"..."

At this time, Yang Fan, who was hiding silently in the dark, finally confirmed the identity of Zhu Yunwen when he heard Zhu Yunwen's whisper.

Emperor Ming Hui!

Who could have imagined that Zhu Yunwen, who lost his throne, would still be living in this world after thousands of years.

Although his body was filled with an aura of decay, he was still alive after all.

"It's true - success is the imperial dragon energy, failure is the imperial dragon energy."

Yang Fan also sighed in his heart.

Being an emperor is not as good as not being an emperor and living longer.

Although the man in front of me has lost his throne, he has lived to this day. I don’t know what the previous emperors would have thought.

I’m afraid it’s also extremely complicated!


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