Chapter 647 Immortal Spirit

The Qin Mansion is a powder keg full of power.

Wang Zhu knew very well that although the Qin family was full of curiosity about this world, he did not have the slightest idea of ​​wanting to integrate into this world, let alone the slightest sense of awe. He just wanted to understand this world and then help Shi Huangdi conquer it. world.

After several trials, Wang Zhu discovered that the resurrection of the First Emperor of the Qin family was as hard as iron, and even the nuclear weapons that would destroy the earth could not extinguish his crazy thoughts.

Wang Zhu also believed that as long as the interests of the Qin family were provoked, he would kill people without hesitation. In his eyes, there was no law at all, and even if there was, it would never be a modern law, but the Great Qin Empire. law.

&n? pig? pig? island? Novel ww.uua. bsp; It is also for the above reasons that Wang Clumsy always felt like sitting on a powder keg when he brought the Qin Mansion with him, for fear of accidentally igniting it.

The only way to restrain the Qin family is to prevent him from disturbing the rhythm of resurrecting the Qin family because of some trivial matters. The resurrection of the first emperor is the most important matter that the Qin family cares about.

Now, what Wang Zhu wants to know most is the identity of the Qin family when they were in the Great Qin Empire.

Know thyself, ever-victorious!

Only by knowing the true identity of the Qin family, can one be able to do what it likes, or take advantage of its weakness to respond, but at present, Wang Zhu knows nothing about the identity of the Qin family

In his daily life, Wang Zhu has also paid attention to the Qin Mansion, but it doesn't make any sense. The life in the Qin Mansion is boring, except for reading books all day long. What makes Wang Zhu depressed the most is that he pays attention to it. You will forget the existence of the Qin family. The Qin family can always make people ignore him and become a transparent and invisible person...

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After bidding farewell to the Qin residence, Wang Zhu went straight to the address provided by Ouyang Meimei.

Although Wang Chou has been to the imperial capital, his concept of the imperial capital is some high-rise buildings and cobweb-like roads, including the majestic bird's nest.

As for transportation, Wang Chu's eyes were darkened, and he didn't know how to take the subway. The only way he could do it was to call a taxi and report his destination.

However, Wang Chu has a good impression of the taxi drivers in the imperial capital. They are all very enthusiastic, talkative, answering every question, knowing a lot of hearsay and gossip, which will always make you forget the loneliness of the journey.

As usual, Wang Zhu hailed a taxi.

"Hahaha,

Brother, your address is far away, and there will be traffic jams, and you have to pass through the square. If you take the subway, it will only take an hour if you take the subway. You should take the subway, it is cheap and fast. The taxi driver glanced at Wang Zhu's address and said with a smile.

"Going through the square?" Wang Zhu's mind was moved, he thought of the great man mentioned by the werewolf.

"Yes."

"Master, it's okay. If there is a traffic jam, I will give you more money. Although I have been to the imperial capital a few times, I haven't really seen the imperial capital. Let's treat it as an eye-opener." Pass it to the taxi driver.

In this materialistic society, as long as you are willing to spend money, you can always get the top service.

"Well, since you think so, it's better to obey than to be respectful." Naturally, the taxi master would not refuse a small fortune.

Along the way, Wang Chu basically didn’t see any scenery, except for occasionally glancing at those buildings with special shapes, he basically talked about the mountains with the driver. The driver is about forty years old. Not only is he enthusiastic, but also covers a wide range of knowledge. It seemed that he could say a few words about everything.

Wang Zhu didn't know that the scholars in the imperial capital had been under the influence of his ears and eyes for a long time, and he heard countless gossips every day. Under this environment, his vision was naturally much wider than that of other places.

Fortunately, the traffic jam was not serious, although the stop and go along the way was smooth.

Of course, even if it was smooth, it took more than an hour to walk to the square.

"The Memorial Hall is about to come." The taxi driver enthusiastically introduced the scenery and famous buildings along the way as always.

Memorial Hall!

Wang Zhu quickly mobilized his spirit energy, and immediately, his spiritual thoughts stretched out like a big net.

A few minutes later, following the gaze of the taxi driver, Wang Zhu saw a majestic building.

The main body of the building is square, with dozens of bright yellow granite pillars. Between the pillars, there are Guangzhou Shiwan flower-decorated pottery plates, and the whole body is covered with Qingdao granite. There are two layers of glass cornices on the roof, with sunflower reliefs inlaid between the cornices. There are two floors of platforms at the base, and the platform sides are all made of purplish red granite beside the Dadu River in Sichuan, surrounded by Fangshan white marble perpetual blue and white railings, which looks solemn and majestic.

The vehicle cannot be fully approached.

Wang Zhu hurriedly mobilized his aura, and his spiritual thoughts overwhelmingly covered the memorial hall...

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Waves of strange feelings spread in Wang Zhu's spiritual thoughts.

As the divine sense got closer and closer to the memorial hall, Wang Zhu felt a majestic force surging, forming a thick invisible wall.

The power of faith!

Wang Zhu is too familiar with this power, because when in a different space, whenever a believer prays, this powerful power will be emitted.

The power of faith is a good thing. Wang Chu never thought that he could find the power of faith on the road. He was overjoyed and quickly mobilized his aura to try to absorb the power of faith.

Now, Wang Zhu's power of faith is just turning around on his body, and it is immediately stolen by the little blackie. That is to say, at present, the power of faith has no meaning for Wang Zhu at all, at most, it is to make wedding clothes for others.

Of course, Wang Chu didn't think so.

Wang Zhu's idea is very simple, if he can feed Xiao Hei early, and after Xiao Hei evolves into a real Qiong Qi without the power of faith, the power of faith will be his good thing.

When the aura is mobilized, the vast and majestic power of faith surges like the water of the Yangtze River, with a ferocious momentum that is unparalleled, like thousands of horses galloping.

What a ferocious power of faith!

Feeling the torrential and majestic power, Wang Zhu didn't even think about it, and immediately prepared to accept it. He even reminded Xiao Hei with the image of the golden core stage.

Xiao Hei also seemed to feel the majestic power of faith, and was extremely excited, with a greedy look on his face, ready to absorb the power of faith.

Peng!

The vast power of faith suddenly hit Wang Zhu's body. To Wang Zhu's horror, his body was unable to absorb the power of faith, and the power of faith directly collided with him. The vast power made his internal organs The six viscera seemed to be hit by a 100-ton truck, and even his steel-like body couldn't bear the sudden force, and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood.

"Gah!"

Blood sprayed on the windshield of the taxi, and the taxi driver jumped in fright and slammed on the brakes.

"What's the matter with you?" The taxi driver looked at Wang Zhu nervously.

"It's okay, you can continue driving."

At this time, the vast power surged madly following Wang Zhu's divine sense. Wang Zhu was so frightened that he lost his wits and quickly cut off his divine sense. The taxi master he found asked for a rag to wipe the blood on the windshield.

"Are you all right? Are you going to the hospital?"

"It's okay, let's go quickly." Wang Zhu had lingering fear on his face, because he felt that the power of faith filled in the air seemed to be searching, and it moved rapidly, sweeping the entire square.

"Let me out!"

Faintly, Wang Zhu heard a voice from inside that majestic building. Although the voice was very small, it had an inexplicable majesty and oppressive force.

"Did you hear the sound?" Wang Zhu hurriedly asked the taxi master.

"What's the sound?" The taxi master looked blank.

"The voice of someone shouting, saying to let me out." Wang Zhu looked at the Shi Shishi with a surprised face, he couldn't understand, although the voice was weak, but it was very clear, and the unreasonable Shi Shi couldn't hear it.

"No. Are you sick?" The taxi master frowned at Wang Zhu.

"Ahem...Maybe, it's okay, let's go, it may be due to recent insomnia and some auditory hallucinations."

"Young man, at your age, you should take care of your health!" The taxi driver joked as if he wanted to ease the atmosphere.

"Ha ha……"

Wang stupid laughed twice, but did not continue to speak.

The taxi master didn't know that the shock in Wang Zhu's heart at this time could be described as overwhelming, and it couldn't be added.

Back then, the werewolf said that no one could walk sideways around the memorial hall, but Wang Zhu didn't take it seriously. Wang Chu is a cultivator. He knows very well that no matter how powerful a mortal has spiritual power, as long as he ages or dies, his power will gradually disappear. This is a natural law and no one can reverse it.

In fact, the Nine Palaces of the Different Space has confirmed this point.

Back then, Jiudian was a man with a horse on his arm, but after getting old and frail, he no longer had the courage of the past, and even he was unable to control a spaceship, which is enough to explain the problem.

But what Wang Zhu encountered just now completely overturned his understanding of spiritual power.

Can a person's spirit really be immortal?

Suddenly, Wang Chu thought of a question.

Spiritual immortality is bound to be worshiped and admired by many people. It seems that this is really not a conflict, because the power of faith provides the soil for the continuation of spiritual power.

Could it be that the great man's soul has always existed in this space in the form of spiritual power?

When thinking of this, Wang Chu felt salty in his mouth, and subconsciously wiped it with his hand, only to see that the injury was full of shocking blood.

What a powerful mental force!

Looking at the blood on his hands, Wang Zhu had a wry smile on his face.

Only after reaching the golden core stage, Wang Zhu has been full of confidence in his own strength, but today, he was hit. He was hit by the vast power before he met the master. Blood, broken into an army.

Thinking of the majestic and unparalleled power just now, Wang Zhu still has lingering fears.

wrong!

I have no grievances with him, why did he attack me?

Do you want to occupy my body?

That's not right, neither the power of faith nor the power of spirit has the ability to take away the shell, even Sanxian Xiaoqian can't take away the human body at will.

Is he trapped here?

Did he want me to rescue him?

Suddenly, Wang Zhu suddenly realized, because he vaguely heard someone yelling to let me out. Obviously, the immortal spiritual power was trapped here...

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