Song Zheng could indeed use soul crystals, so he thanked him politely and put them away.
Emperor Huaxu looked at the vast number of souls falling into the mountain, feeling a little sad for a moment, feeling ashamed of his ancestors.
Although they secretly informed Meng Fangye before that the Tomb Keepers clan had made certain preparations, in order not to alert Xie Tong, they certainly did not dare to make a big show of it. These preparations were only to ensure that the Tomb Keepers clan would not suffer heavy losses, and they secretly used
The formation has preserved most of the coffins of our ancestors.
But the most important remains of Taizu in the entire imperial mausoleum cannot be preserved, right under Xie Tong's nose.
On the broken earth, the tomb-keepers slowly walked out of the shelter built by the formation. In twos and threes, a group of people carried a coffin, and they performed their duties faithfully until death.
Emperor Huaxu was moved when he saw this, nodded with satisfaction, and preached: "The tomb-keeper family is proud of their loyalty and bravery!"
"Choose another place for the imperial mausoleum. The clan of people who guard the mausoleum will still be our Huaxu royal family and guard the mausoleum from generation to generation!"
The clan of mausoleum guardians, headed by Meng Fangye, knelt down to thank the emperor for his kindness. They were also very excited.
Song Zheng ignored Hua Xu's internal affairs. He stared at the remains of Minghuang. He didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. When Emperor Huaxu finished dealing with the matter of the imperial mausoleum, he saw that Song Zheng had been staring at the remains of Minghuang.
, he pondered for a moment and asked: "Does your Excellency intend this?"
Song Zheng nodded slowly and said, "I don't need any of the treasures your Majesty promised you before, I just want this one thing."
Emperor Huaxu suddenly felt in a dilemma. Song Zheng had just done him a great favor, so it seemed a bit inappropriate to refuse his only request. But the corpse of the Minghuang was not trivial. He could get a glimpse of the heavens and even have the chance to become a demigod on land!
Song Zheng added: "I have a close relationship with Fairy Jianzhong. If Your Majesty is willing, I will definitely try my best to persuade Fairy to return to her homeland."
Emperor Huaxu said helplessly: "Well, your Excellency has shown me the kindness to rebuild and saved Huaxu. Although this treasure is precious... I also made the decision and gave it to you."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Song Zhengchang breathed a sigh of relief and immediately took action to collect the remains of Minghuang to avoid accidents.
He Banshan arrived in the air, and Song Zheng, Emperor Huaxu, and Prince De greeted him: "Thank you, Your Excellency Tianzhen!"
He Banshan laughed and said: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life!"
Emperor Hua Xu immediately said: "Your Excellency has given a generous helping hand. I, Hua Xu, will remember this for five years and will send a thank you gift to my house soon."
He Banshan shook his head with a wry smile. He took out the small red sword and said with some helplessness: "I borrowed this treasure shamelessly, but it has fallen below the level. I don't dare to ask for any thanks. As long as your majesty can help me get this treasure."
Just restore it to its original state, or find me a treasure with the same properties and level and pay it to others."
Song Zheng took a look, and the red sword looked dim, and it was indeed badly hurt. He looked at Emperor Huaxu, who immediately said: "Your Excellency, you can return to the capital with me. I will open the royal treasury, and you can do whatever you want."
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"This..." He Banshan hesitated: "I am a foreign minister, so it is not appropriate."
Emperor Huaxu laughed: "It's just a royal treasury, not a national treasury. You don't have to worry about it."
He said so, He Banshan no longer refused, nodded and said: "That's it, thank you Your Majesty."
"Where is this? You suffered losses because of my Hua Xu affairs. Of course I, Hua Xu, cannot make things difficult for you." He said and looked at Song Zheng again: "Are you going with me?"
Song Zheng nodded: "Sorry to bother you."
He Banshan was invited by him. If this happened, he couldn't just walk away. He had to help He Banshan handle it.
When the group left, Hua Xu's army had already marched into Soul Falling Mountain to assist the tomb-keepers in cleaning up the ruins of the imperial mausoleums, cleaning out the remaining treasures, and then guarding the coffins of the late emperors on the spot until the court selected a new one.
They escorted each other to the location of the imperial mausoleum.
If it were in the past, if such a big thing happened in the imperial mausoleum, the impeachment memorials in the court would have been like a snowflake, and even the emperor would have been forced to abdicate because of the crime of "immorality".
But in the current situation, everyone has understood that this is the cause of the great catastrophe in the world. Although the people in the court are excited and yelling at ghosts, not many people have written letters to criticize the emperor.
Song Zheng originally did not want to enter the capital of Huaxu, but this time he had to avoid it.
Emperor Huaxu took all this very lightly. He took two senior governors from other countries and drove away all the imperial troops. He took them and walked into the royal treasury without a care in the world.
After entering, Song Zheng understood that Huaxu's royal treasury was almost enough, not to mention the rats running all over the place.
Song Zheng visited the royal treasury in Hongwu which was similar to the one in Huaxu.
Several foolish kings appeared one after another, and the result was that all the family's wealth was ruined.
Here is the benefit of the world of cultivation: In the ordinary mortal world, the emperor's inner treasury is filled with money, and when it is spent, it is spent.
The royal treasury here has accumulated a large amount of treasures over the years. Especially when Taizu founded the country, he often put a large number of treasures into the royal treasury. If future generations are unworthy and have no money to spend, they can sell the treasures in the treasury.
It's enough to squander for a long time.
Song Zheng Judging from the size of the Huaxu royal family's treasure house, there should have been hundreds of precious treasures here in its heyday. But now, only more than thirty pieces remain.
Emperor Huaxu also felt a little ashamed: "Your Excellency Tianzhen, you can choose as you please. If you can't get one, take more than one."
He Banshan was embarrassed. Although the other party was very generous, there really weren't any good treasures here, and they all had different attributes.
He picked for a long time and got nothing, so he was naturally unhappy. Emperor Huaxu also looked around helplessly: "Well, I haven't come in for a long time. These things... forget it, I will find another way."
They left the treasure house, and Emperor Huaxu called the Minister of the Ministry of Industry and asked him. The Minister of the Ministry of Industry smiled bitterly and said: "Your Majesty, this is an eighth-level spiritual treasure. I, Huaxu, can't find a master of this level now.
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The emperor was a little reluctant to leave the stage, and asked with a sullen face: "Which family or sect in Huaxu has a similar treasure? I will personally come to ask for it for Your Excellency Tianzhen!"
"This..." the Minister of Works was dumbfounded, are you asking for this? You went there in person, this is tantamount to robbing someone, this is the act of a foolish king!
Song Zheng couldn't stand it anymore and waved his hand: "Leave it to me."
Emperor Huaxu was extremely embarrassed. He had just made a big decision and gave the remains of Minghuang to Song Zheng, which was a favor to Tianxu. Now he had to owe another favor.
But his ancestors left him with such a mess, and even if he ascended to the level of a strong man, he would not be able to reverse it for a moment.
He Banshan was not familiar with Hua Xu, and because Huatang Yuguo was so powerful, he looked down on Hua Xu deep down in his heart. He only came to help because he looked at Song Zheng's face and took the overall situation into consideration. Now Hua Xu didn't even have an eighth-level spirit.
Even though he couldn't pay back the treasure, Emperor Huaxu still "performed" such a big trick vigorously. He was even more contemptuous in his heart and stood aside without saying a word.
Song Zheng immediately called Lin Zhengu through contact Lingbao.
Lin Zhengu looked haggard, his beard was unkempt, he hadn't taken a shower for an unknown amount of time, his hair was a mess, and his clothes had holes burned by the fire.
"Sir!" he said excitedly: "Do you have any good materials again?"
In recent times, Master Lin has been improving rapidly. Song Zheng used a large amount of holy materials to create a master refiner who can be regarded as a holy master in front of him.
Song Zheng blew his beard and stared: "How can there be so much good material? I have a task for you."
He took out the small red sword and asked, "Can it be repaired?"
If he had repaired the eighth-level spiritual treasure before, Lin Zhengu would have been trembling with fear, but now he laughed and said relaxedly: "It's only the eighth-level, bring it over and wait for me."
The communication spirit treasure used between him and Lin Zhengu, after Lin Zhengu successfully refined the holy object for the first time, was immediately transformed by Lin Zhengu himself impatiently, and became capable of making calls and direct teleportation.
Master Baolin's special item was of course so that it would be more convenient for Song Zheng to send him the holy materials.
Song Zheng threw the small crimson sword towards the Liaison Lingbao, and a mushroom-shaped spiritual light emerged from it, wrapping the small sword and quickly folding it into the Liaison Lingbao and disappearing.
The contact was immediately cut off by Lin Zhengu. He Banshan was stunned for a moment, but his heart became uneasy: Can it be done? That is an eighth-level spiritual treasure. There are no masters of this level on the entire east bank of the Linghe River. Wan
Once it was not repaired, it was damaged instead... wouldn't it be more difficult to explain?
The person he borrowed the sword from was a bit special, so He Banshan became more and more uneasy, but it was difficult to ask, as if he didn't trust Song Zheng.
If it were someone else, even if the other person was a senior Zhenguo, he would directly question it. But Song Zheng had just helped Huatang Jade Kingdom solve the nightmare disaster and drought disaster, and he was really embarrassed to speak.
Song Zheng threw the small sword to Lin Zhengu and waited there.
Lin Zhengu said "wait for me for a while" and it shouldn't take long. He thought that Lin Zhengu was already at the level of a Saint Master after all, and it shouldn't take long to repair an eighth-level spiritual treasure.
But other people don't know, they just think it's a bit silly to wait like this. How long do you have to wait?
Emperor Huaxu tried his best and said, "How about... I ask someone to prepare a banquet, and we eat and wait?"
"No need," Song Zheng said, "It will be quick."
Emperor Huaxu was embarrassed for a while, and He Banshan felt more and more unreliable. Eighth-level spiritual treasure, very soon? Impossible. He felt sad in his heart: It's over, it's getting worse as it gets repaired, how can I explain it to others?
He was worrying about gains and losses here, and it was only about tea time over there. Song Zheng's contact Lingbao suddenly glowed with light, and Lin Zhengu's voice came: "Okay."
A whirlpool rippled on the contact spirit treasure, and a small sword emerged.
Song Zheng took it, and Lin Zhengu said: "Do you have anything else to do, sir? It's okay, I will continue to refine it."
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Lin Zhengu responded, saying "Send more good materials over here" and cut off the call.