It has been a month since the battle in Huacheng. Huacheng was razed to the ground, but it seemed to be reborn from the ashes, and a larger, more majestic, and more sacred City of God was outlined on the ruins.
A month has passed, and the Manchu Emperor has just received news of the Battle of Huacheng.
The news was reported by Xuediaozi. If it was a minister below, it is estimated that the emperor would still be kept in the dark for another month.
"hateful!"
The old Qing Emperor slapped his hand on the table, his pale cheeks flushed instantly, and then he bent over and coughed violently. The old eunuch waiting next to him quickly patted his back to calm him down.
For a long time, the Qing Emperor leaned weakly on the back of his chair, looking at the roof with dull eyes.
"I don't have much time..."
"I really want to live another five hundred years!"
The old eunuch lowered his eyebrows and said, "Your Majesty, no matter where you go, I will follow you."
The Qing Emperor's gray beard trembled, "What you think is beautiful."
After waving his hand and screen to retreat the old eunuch, Xue Dizi immediately stepped forward to support the Qing Emperor.
"Let's go, take me to see my ancestor."
Entering the underground imperial tomb through a secret passage, the flickering light of burning corpse oil stretched the shadows of the two people thin and long.
The steps are like the dividing line of another world. The shadow is reluctant to leave the human world and lingers, refusing to enter.
But the Qing Emperor still walked down step by step, because this was his final destination and he would have to sleep here sooner or later.
"Ancestor!"
The Qing Emperor knelt respectfully on the ground and kowtowed to the golden coffin in front of him.
There was no movement in the golden coffin, but a stream of rich blood glowed from the sealed edge, and it flowed out like blood.
"Your life is almost over and you can make arrangements for your funeral."
The Qing Emperor kowtowed, "Excuse me, ancestor, which prince should I pass it on to?"
The ancestor did not answer immediately, but said with emotion: "In the past, the princes had mediocre qualifications and mediocre luck, and they were forced to transfer generals from among the cripples. Your princes are all talented and talented, so it is difficult to choose between them."
After a pause, the ancestor said: "Let them compete, without any restrictions, the winner will be the emperor."
The Qing Emperor kowtowed again and immediately reported what happened in Huacheng. The leader of the Blood Drops was killed in battle, and the other Blood Drops had a low status and were not qualified to meet their ancestors. The Qing Emperor could only convey the news on his behalf.
The golden coffin was peaceful for a long time.
"We are here to steal the destiny of the dragon vein, seize the power of heaven and earth, and the creation of yin and yang. It has taken hundreds of years to get to this point, and there are zombies in the outside world that are born and powerful."
Several other coffins also began to tremble, and one voice after another came from the coffins.
Hearing these familiar or unfamiliar sounds, the Qing Emperor put his head firmly on the ground like an ostrich and did not dare to lift it up.
Eight hundred years ago, the Jurchens established the Kingdom of Jin. It was called "Jin" because the Wanyan family at that time obtained a powerful practice method that could transform themselves into a golden person.
The Maoshan School's Corpse Raising Technique combines the power of starlight and moonlight with the power of incense to achieve a balance of yin and yang, and then you can become a golden-armored corpse step by step.
However, the Wanyan clan uses the blood of living people to blend with luck, which is more powerful and domineering than the Maoshan sect's secret technique. It can not only cultivate the golden armored corpse, but also break through this limit.
However, the power of incense is easy to obtain, but luck is hard to come by. Anyone with this power is the king among men.
Although the Wanyan clan cultivated the Golden Armored Corpse, they were unable to break through this shackles because they met a fateful person who was more bloodthirsty than them.
Eight hundred years later, a king appeared again among the Jurchens, and by chance, he obtained this "Golden Man" practice method.
This practice progresses very quickly, just keep killing and watering it with the blood of living people.
However, the disadvantages of this technique are also very serious. Once you meet other people with luck, the power of luck will dissipate, and your cultivation will be lost instantly.
Therefore, he found a new way, integrating Maoshan Corpse Raising Technique and other secret methods, and changed the Jinren cultivation method to blood and dragon vein luck.
Blood is easy to come by, and the common people in the world are as numerous as grass. They can be killed and beheaded endlessly. If you just cite a Ming history case, Jiangnan case, Literary Prison, etc., you can sacrifice a hundred thousand blood.
The luck of the dragon vein is even more easily available. All you need to do is crown yourself emperor and you will become the incarnation of a real dragon, bringing the luck of the world to you.
Those buried in gold coffins in the imperial tombs are all emperors of the Qing Dynasty, and those buried in other silver coffins are royal family members.
These people have gathered the power of blood and the luck of dragon veins, quietly cultivated, integrated yin and yang, and reshaped themselves.
It is precisely because of this that the fortune of the Manchu Qing Dynasty continued to decline. When the country was founded, it could boast of its prosperity (self-proclaimed), but later it was too embarrassed to brag.
Later, after being taught a lesson by the foreigners, he was like a second grandson, and the Japanese people were able to muster up the courage to slay the dragon.
Why?
The decline of Dragon Vein luck in the Qing Dynasty was so bad that even the Japanese noticed it. They just had the mentality of giving it a try, and they succeeded.
Of course, these are all things for later. The Qing emperor was focused on his own cultivation and only hated that the dragon veins he had captured were not enough, so he would not care about the life and death of the people in the world.
Besides, the land of Longxing outside the pass is their hometown. As for the inside of Shanhaiguan, it is easy to get it, and it doesn't hurt to abandon it.
While the old guys were discussing, a silver coffin next to them slowly opened, and a majestic body wearing a prince's clothes stood up straight.
After taking a look at the position of the silver coffin, the Qing Emperor immediately understood the identity of the other party - the first prince.
He is just a prince, and he is the emperor. It is a bit inappropriate to kneel down in front of the prince.
He wanted to stand up and show off, but the other party groaned, and the Qing Emperor's head was shaken instantly, and he knelt down steadily with bleeding from his orifices.
"In this imperial mausoleum, except for my father, who can make me bow?"
While speaking, he glanced at several golden coffins from the corner of his eye, but strangely, all the golden coffins were silent.
Those who are qualified to speak do not want to speak, and those who want to speak are not qualified to speak.
As a result, the blood light in the gap between the golden coffin slowly dimmed.
The First Prince stretched his stiff body, and his shriveled cheeks slowly swelled up like inflated rubber balls. The wrinkled skin also stretched out, and the original white blisters gradually turned into a living person.
Seeing this scene, the Qing Emperor knew that his loss was in vain.
Although the other party was only a prince, he reversed the yin and yang one step ahead of several emperors, won the creation of heaven and earth, and broke through the golden armored corpse.
If he once ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, how powerful would he be...
The first prince did not look at the emperor again, but walked out leisurely.
He couldn't wait to take a look at the country outside - the country he had conquered.
Unlike the Qing emperor who was easy to get and throw away, the first prince could clearly tell the origin of every piece of land inside and outside the pass, as well as the process of conquest.
In this land, he is the only one qualified to say that sentence - I came! I saw! I conquered!