Chapter 744: Trading

Going down the stairs, as soon as he stepped on the steps, a long string of dark red lights lit up on both sides, illuminating the long and narrow stairs that were shoulder-width apart.

Although Yang Xiusheng has been in charge of Fenghong Villa for many years, the number of times he entered this tunnel is very few. Because even if he wants to come in, he must have an emperor to open the way, just like Yang Jian just let the blood out to open the way.

Also, to be honest, Yang Xiusheng actually didn't want to come in, and even every time he stepped here, he felt hairy in his heart, always feeling that he was being looked at by countless eyes with malicious intentions, and he was not at ease.

If the warm soup in Fu'an Palace is the reliance of successive emperors for survival, then what is hidden under this tunnel is the most unknown secret of the entire royal family.

Going all the way down the stairs, Yang Xiusheng used magic tricks, so that Yang Jian didn't need to exert his physical strength, he hung in the air, and after walking for almost a stick of incense, a stone door appeared again.

The stone gate is engraved with complex patterns, which look like formation patterns, but are directly different from most formation patterns outside the world. However, if one of the top formation mages of the Jingjiu dynasty can tell that the complicated patterns on this door are not unique to this place, there are similar patterns on the cornerstones of the core formations of teleportation formations that exist in various places.

The stone gate is a combination of left and right leaves, and there are two golden decorations in the middle, which look like handles, but their shape is more like two insects' arthropod legs.

Yang Jian stood still in front of the door, holding the handle on the door with both hands, and then felt a touch from the handle into his body, and then the dark red "spider webs" on his body responded immediately, as if they were greeting each other . That feeling was terrible for Yang Jian, like his own body, but he was just a spectator.

"Crack!"

Suddenly there was a sound of a machine opening the tightly closed stone door, and then Yang Jian pushed a little harder, and the heavy stone door opened with a bang.

As soon as the stone door was opened, there was an unpleasant musty smell inside.

Just like when he stepped into the stairs before, when Yang Jian stepped inside with one foot, a dark red light lit up, illuminating the inside of the stone door.

Huge space, but empty.

Only one odd-shaped chair is placed in the middle of this space.

The chair is very big, one foot wide, the back of the chair stands six feet high, the overall appearance is scarlet, the material is smooth like jade, but there is a streamer sliding on it, as Yang Jian approaches the footsteps, the streamer on the surface seems to change suddenly. Get restless.

Yang Jian walked up to the chair, but didn't sit on it. He looked at it blankly, without saying a word.

Yang Xiusheng, who was standing behind Yang Jian, was on full alert, and even put a barrier of true energy around his body, while maintaining his position within two feet of the emperor in front.

"hiss"

Suddenly there was an ear-piercing hiss, which seemed to come from all directions, as if the entire surrounding space was roaring, and the next moment, Yang Xiusheng, who had the most sensitive perception, said in his heart: Here we come!

Seeing the strange-shaped chair in front of Yang Jian, the originally smooth and dark red back of the chair suddenly had a chaotic stream of light, and after a while of stirring, a huge eye appeared, like a mirror image but also like a real existence. The eyes were vertical, not like a human being. It is hard to see, but it is clear that one can feel the surging fierce arrogance and a kind of contempt for ants.

"Recently, the "big exam" of my royal family is coming to the most critical moment. You'd better keep an eye on it. If there are monks in the Xuanhai realm who dare to do it directly, I hope you can take them down. Yes, take them down, you can't eat them, wait You can eat after I ask some things."

Compared with Yang Xiusheng's all-out vigilance, Yang Jian seemed very casual, his words seemed to be talking to an old acquaintance, but there was no smile on his face, but a layer of frost.

"Hiss hiss" was another kind of hiss that sounded in all directions, as if it was a response to Yang Jian's words just now. But can you understand?

Yang Xiusheng couldn't understand these hisses, almost one pitch, and completely without any characteristics, what he heard was just a simple sound without any information.

But Yang Jian could understand it. These sounds seemed to affect his ears, but in fact they resonated with the "spider webs" all over his body, and then formed a message that was directly printed into his mind. And these "neighing" in front of him are actually communicating with him. And this kind of exchange can only be done by each generation of Jingjiu emperors.

"hiss hiss"

"Very well, you have kept a close eye on my sons. If there is any monk in the Xuanhai Realm who dares to reach out to them, you will capture them, and you don't have to worry about anything else. Don't worry, my time is coming. After that, the promise will be fulfilled, and the next emperor will continue the contract.

In addition, didn't you once say that you are very good at tracing the characteristics of breath and blood? Help me find someone in the imperial city"

The emperor didn't return to the palace until the evening, and after that he couldn't wait to soak in the warm soup of Fu'an Palace again, and his face eased a little.

Yang Xiusheng has been following him all the time. This is not the first time he has seen the horrible and strange things under the ancestral hall. I still remember the first time when Yang Jian's father, that is, the first emperor, granted the golden seal to Fenghong Villa, and led him in to see that scene. It was only then that Yang Xiusheng realized that he was the emperor of the old dynasty. It's not a good job, or even the worst job in the world.

Yang Xiusheng had been "fortunate" at that time, and he has been fortunate to this day. Compared with being an emperor, he is much more comfortable in charge of Fenghong Villa now.

According to the name of the ancestors, the eye I saw in the ground just now is called "Red", a mysterious existence whose origin is unknown but powerful beyond imagination.

No one knows the origin of "Red", but as far as Yang Xiusheng knows, it was discovered from a secret place after the Yang family regained the Jing Dynasty Palace. At that time, "Red" was pinned on that chair.

Then the Yang family and "Chi" reached a deal. "Red" helps the Yang family to stabilize the country, resist the prying and coveting from the world's sects, and when necessary, will take action to frighten all the sects, and the Yang family needs to share the world's luck with it.

For so many years, "Red" has always fulfilled its promise. Secretly helped Jing Jiuchao resist countless times of prying eyes and temptations from various sects, and even took a direct shot to startle the super sect. Correspondingly, the Yang family needs to share the fate of the country with it, and the method used is the "spider web" on the emperor's body, a thing that resembles a curse in legends.

Of course, how "Red" accomplished the so-called sharing of luck through the "spider web" on the emperor's body is not clear to Yang Xiusheng, and no one in the Yang family in the past dynasties can explain it clearly.

Even the ethereal things such as luck, even at the third level of the Xuanhai Realm like Yang Xiusheng, are only a little aware of it at the beginning, and it is not transparent at all.

Perhaps Yang Jian, who is at the center of this transaction, has a deeper understanding of "Red" than Yang Xiusheng, who has been on the sidelines.