Chapter 1279 Da Ming soldiers, sacrificing battle spirits!
"Remembering the past, I won't kill you."
"To be precise, we are all dead, ownerless souls, and lonely ghosts abandoned in this space."
"Whether you believe it or not, I will tell you."
"The mausoleum of Taizu is empty!"
"Back then, we offered sacrifices first, but the follow-up did not go as planned. Emperor Taizu was still buried near the Purple Mountain in Yingtian Prefecture. It was the Xiaoling Tomb of the Ming Dynasty and the Xiaoling Guard was set up to protect it."
Long Yuan's tone was faint, as if he was sighing.
When General Xue Kill and General Hu Ben heard this, they shook violently and their auras disappeared. They were obviously shocked by these words.
"Long Yuan, are you serious about this?"
Huben struggled to raise his head and made a hoarse voice.
"Does it make sense for me to lie to you?"
Long Yuan laughed at himself: "In these years, since we regained our spiritual intelligence, we will wake up on our own every ten years to prevent the imperial decree from being left behind."
"Wake up every ten years."
"Ten years have passed one after another. After awakening so many times, it has been at least hundreds of years. Even some ordinary soldiers have begun to regain their intelligence, but the tomb still does not respond."
"Actually, you are also doubtful in your hearts, but you just don't dare to say it out loud."
"Especially the Blood Killing. Your Blood Killing Legion is the closest to the mausoleum. Have you really never had any doubts over the years?"
"..." The blood-killing general trembled in his heart.
Suspect?
How could you not have doubted it?
Wake up again and again, full of expectations, and be disappointed again and again.
Hundreds of years passed slowly by.
How could he not have suspected it?
It's just that he couldn't believe it in his heart, and he still had a vague hope, or it was just to comfort himself.
"All of this is a huge scam."
"We soldiers were abandoned due to some unpredictable accidents."
Long Yuan raised his head, his eyes full of complexity.
The blood-killing general was trembling all over, his inner self-comfort suddenly collapsed, and even his whole aura was swaying, and he was about to collapse and fall.
General Hu Ben was not much better. He sat on the ground in despair, feeling depressed.
When Tang Ming heard these words behind him, he couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart.
These generals, including Long Yuan, turned out to be from the Ming Dynasty.
The mausoleum behind him turned out to be the mausoleum of Ming Taizu, but no emperor was buried in the mausoleum. Thinking of the news from the Zheng family on Hong Kong Island, Tang Ming suddenly woke up.
"No wonder there aren't any bamboo forests in Bamboo Forest Mountain!"
"This is not Zhulin Mountain at all!"
"But, Zuling Mountain!"
A cold light burst out from Tang Ming's eyes.
Hearing what Long Yuan said, his heart was filled with emotions.
Zhulin Mountain is the ancestral mausoleum.
The mausoleum built by Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang in the relic space even has loyal generals and legions who are willing to sacrifice themselves and transform into war spirits to wait for it.
But something unexpected happened later.
Taizu of the Ming Dynasty did not have a place to bury his remains.
…It’s not just Tang Ming.
After the two generals Xue Sha and Hu Ben learned the news, they were even more shocked.
This has been their obsession for hundreds of years. Now, the collapse of their obsession has caused mental turmoil, and the bodies of the two war spirit generals are on the verge of collapse.
"Thanks to me for sparing you your lives, is this what you can bear?"
"You have spent hundreds of years of endless loneliness, and you are going to collapse on your own just because you are forgotten?"
"It's just stupid!"
Long Yuan sneered: "You two were also warriors on the battlefield back then, so wouldn't you fight for your reputation and live a good life for yourself?"
"If you are willing, I am willing to teach you the "Xuanwu Sutra", and then practice hard and strive to gather your physical body as soon as possible. After you succeed in practicing, you may not be able to break through this prison."
The cage! For those generals who took the initiative to sacrifice, this space is the cage! The cage that has trapped them for hundreds of years! "Long Yuan, I have another question!"
The blood-killing general raised his ferocious eyes and spoke in a hoarse, low voice: "Is the Ming Dynasty still alive and well?"
Long Yuan sneered: "Don't ask me this question, you can just ask this junior outsider."
Whoa! Two pairs of eyes shot out.
"Ahem."
Tang Ming coughed a few times and said slowly: "If I remember correctly, Zhu Yuanzhang, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, died at the age of sixty-nine. His reign was Hongwu. He died more than seven hundred years ago."
"The Ming Dynasty... lasted for two hundred and seventy-six years, and then fell, followed by the Qing Dynasty, which also fell later. This was the last feudal dynasty in China."
"After that, China fell into turmoil. Now, the state of China is established, people-oriented, and its national power surpasses any dynasty in history..." "It has been more than three hundred years since the demise of the Ming Dynasty."
Tang Ming's words were like the sound of thunder from the sky, killing everyone. Huben and Huben were shocked to the core.
Even Long Yuan, who had known the truth for a long time, couldn't help but sigh when he heard the news again.
Tang Ming asked tentatively: "Senior Long Yuan, you should have known these things from my father's mouth, right?"
"Well, Tang Anyin has told me these words a long time ago."
Long Yuan nodded slightly.
Tang Ming was stunned and was about to ask.
"You want to know his whereabouts at this time?"
Long Yuan had already guessed what he was thinking.
"Yes, please let me know, senior."
Tang Ming hurriedly saluted, looking excited.
His father's whereabouts are the biggest doubt in his heart.
During the dramatic upheaval in Jinling that year, countless powerful men in the hidden world of cultivation came out to capture Tang Anyin, but the end result was that Tang Anyin mysteriously disappeared and his whereabouts were unknown.
If Tang Ming hadn't entered the Zhulin Mountain Relics, he wouldn't have known that his father had also come here! "The space here is separated from the outside world, so naturally strong people from the outside world can't get in... Wait!"
Tang Ming just flashed this idea and immediately denied it! No! I heard from Long Yuan that his father entered the relics several times, which shows that this space is not completely sealed from the outside world! Tang Ming frowned: "My father, how did he leave?
Hidden?"
Hearing this, Long Yuan turned around and looked at the mausoleum behind him.
When his gaze did not stop, he continued to raise his eyes and looked behind the mausoleum.
"Your father walked out of the outside world from behind the mausoleum."
"And over there is the real ancient battlefield, and it is also the core area of this space."
Long Yuan held the gun forward and said: "The Great Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty discovered this mysterious space and found that the ancient war spirits could exist several years ago without being destroyed, so he reported it to Taizu."
"At that time, Taizu was old and wanted to live forever. In order to prevent his tomb from being stolen in the future, he spent national power and summoned strong monks from all over the world to open up this ancestral tomb space, which is located behind the ancient battlefield."
"It is because of the ancient aura coming from over there that we, the war spirits, can continue to practice, and our souls will remain immortal after sacrifices."
In the heritage space.
Long Yuan, Xue Sha, Hu Ben and others are all war spirits who were sacrificed by soldiers of the Ming Dynasty.
Behind the tomb is the real ancient battlefield.
Tang Ming asked in a solemn voice: "Are those powerful war spirits at the entrance to the relics the ancient war spirits?"