Chapter 251 Have You Seen My Heyday?

After sending the message, the "National Master" gathered his strength, protected himself, and hibernated silently, without any further movement.

On the other side, as the talisman in Tu Yumen Yueguang's skull was pulled out by Shanqi, his remaining spiritual power was completely dissipated without any support.

So far, the two Japanese pirates who presided over the overall situation here have both died in the interior scene. In fact, the two are not so miserable, the main reason is that they can't use their methods.

Both of them focus on controlling ghosts and gods, but they can't pull ghosts and gods into the interior scene to help them punch. Here, their strength can be said to be 90% useless. division.

Looking at the talisman in his hand, Shanqi sighed: "As expected of a family of onmyojis that have been passed down for thousands of years, apart from the talisman of the ghost king, there are actually several powerful talismans."

"With these few talismans, you can use paper as a medium to summon the ghosts and gods of the Tsuchiyamen family. There should be more!"

"It's a pity that they were all bitten to pieces by that stinky monkey, and the talismans on that old fellow Qingmu's body were all crushed, thanks to the ghost king talisman on Tu Yumen Yueguang's body, which is more difficult to chew, so he was spared. "

At this time, a middle-aged man with braids came over with a sad face and asked, "Ama, so many people have died, and the formation is not complete, how should we get out of here?"

He is Shanqi's son, and also the father of the green-skinned boy who was eaten by Xin Yuan earlier.

Shanqi glanced at his son: "The opening and closing of Guiyuan Formation is not so troublesome, you only need to meet the basic requirements of three people stepping on three wonders, and then you can leave. Aoki and Tu Yumen are dead, and two of you will replace him." The location is just fine!"

"By the way, Ama!" He pointed to Xin Yuan who was suppressed by Feng Shui, "This... how to deal with this thing?"

Shan Qi glanced at Xin Yuan, who was immobilized by the pressure of Feng Shui Qi pulse, and recalled the content of the divination before, and a trace of fear flashed in his heart.

Even now, he still doesn't quite understand, what is this thing, the primordial spirit of that Taoist priest named Zhang Zhiwei?

It's not very similar, how could a person's soul be in the shape of a monkey?

And he eats people whenever he sees them, just like a devil, not at all like a Taoist priest.

Although judging from the scene where the Taoist priest's body squeezed into the interior scene, he really didn't look like a Taoist priest.

Probably something like the rampant soldiers and ghost generals raised by the Taoist priest... Shanqi thought so in his heart.

This thought made him shiver again, it is so difficult to raise a ghost, if the real body comes, it will be fine, and he has to leave this place as soon as possible.

Shanqi said: "Don't worry about it, it's not easy to deal with, just let it be pressed here. If everything in the exterior scene can be compared to a calligraphy and painting, then the interior scene is the ink marks left by pen and ink passing through the paper. This ink stain is an upside-down It is distorted, and the interior scene is also upside-down and distorted. After we leave here, if we want to find the exact location, it will be difficult to enter here. Let's leave first."

After all, Shanqi commanded the rest of the people to return to their own ways, and untied the Guiyuan array.

The surrounding scenery was gradually replaced by the tomb chamber with flashing lights, and they returned to the real world from the interior scene.

Gasping sounded one after another, and four people stood up and looked at each other, all of them were terrified.

This trip to the interior scene was like a nightmare for them. Only four of the fifteen people came out.

The souls of the others were all eaten by the white giant ape. Their souls were gone, and their physical bodies were naturally exhausted. They sat on the ground, motionless.

"Ama, this..." Shanqi's son pointed to the corpses of High Priest Aoki and Tsuchimikado Moonlight: "These two are dead, how should we explain to Kawashima?"

"Tell me, what do I need to explain to him?" Shanqi turned around and slapped his son a few times: "I attached myself to that old ghost Chuan Dao just to accomplish my goal. Why, do you really regard him as your master? If I gain power, Kill him first!"

After being slapped twice, he didn't dare to get angry at all, lowered his head, and said quickly:

"I'm sorry, Ama, I said something wrong!"

"Huh! A bunch of weak bones, you are like this, so is Wuge, it's useless!"

Shanqi snorted coldly, Wuge was the baby name of the former emperor, and now he still lives in the Forbidden City in the capital.

When signing the edict of abdication, the government of the Republic of China had an agreement with the royal family of the Qing court, leaving a lot of preferential treatment conditions for the royal family, and promised to pay 4 million silver dollars per year for their expenses.

Many members of the royal family signed, and with the money, they still lived a life of luxury and luxury. Shanqi was the only prince who refused to sign and took the restoration of the Qing Dynasty as his own mission.

"Ama, what should we do now?" Shanqi's son asked again.

"What should I do..." Shanqi looked around. The tomb they were in was actually the shadow hall of the imperial mausoleum. It was very large, and there were long burning lamps around it. These lamps had been burning for more than two hundred years, and the stars were shining. Everything in the Yin Temple.

There are also murals carved on the walls of the Yin Temple. The murals are meticulously painted and painted by the most outstanding craftsmen of the empire.

The content tells the story of a young man hunting in the mountains, encountering a real dragon by chance, and getting a dragon ball. The real dragon's eyes shine brightly against the candle flames, and they are painted with phosphorous pigments, which look very extraordinary.

This real dragon refers to the dragon's veins, and the dragon ball is the dragon's veins Fuze. As for the boy...

Shanqi looked at the alloy coffin covered with iron chains and pasted with talisman papers. The young man named Nurhachi, his ancestor, was lying in the coffin.

"What to do..." Shanqi repeated, originally he planned to stay here, but after the previous confrontation in the interior scene, he decided to avoid Zhang Zhiwei's sharp edge temporarily, so that Qingshan would not worry about running out of firewood Burning, why bother to go to the tiger mountain knowing that there are tigers?

"Leave here, go back to Bincheng, those brats are still there, and there is still some property we brought out from the palace, sell these properties, and then transfer the Hashidatecho open-air market, and we can make up a hundred dollars." Lai Wan, we can use this money to recruit troops and start the great cause of restoration!" Shanqi said.

"Ama, can we really do it without relying on Dongying people?" Shanqi's son said.

Shanqi said firmly: "There is nothing wrong with it. I have transferred my ancestor's dragon vein blessing and the fate of the nobleman Tianyi, plus many noble fates. It is already the fate of the emperor. Next, I will be like Liu Xiu, Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty, and Zhu Yuanzhang, the Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, were as powerful as a broken bamboo, and regained the Qing Dynasty!"

"Ama must be able to do it!" Shanqi's son continued: "But the qi situation outside the Eight Banners Gonglong has become chaotic, and the previous rules are beyond count. How should we go out?"

Shanqi said: "I am already an extremely honorable emperor with a lot of destiny. Wherever I go, disasters will be auspicious, and disasters will be turned into blessings. Are you afraid that I won't be able to get out? When the time comes, you will follow me!"

"Ama, shall we set off now? Take advantage of the darkness!" Shanqi's son said.

Shanqi just wanted to respond, but the scene of Zhang Zhiwei crossing the boundary in the inner scene suddenly flashed in his mind.

This person is his mortal enemy, and now he is in the same place, if he wants to escape safely, there may be some twists and turns, and some arrangements must be made.

Shanqi pondered for a moment, looked at the coffin bound by iron chains and covered with yellow talismans, and a plan flashed in his mind.

From Tu Yumen Yueguang, I got the talisman edict ordering Dajiangshan Ghost King, why not use it?

That stinky bull's nose has become a thing, it is very strong, that's right, but if he wakes up the ghost king himself, and then orders the ghost king to kill the Taoist priest with a talisman, how should he respond?

It is impossible for the ghost king who ruled the world thousands of years ago to take down a hairy Taoist priest!

Shanqi was a little moved, but soon, he suppressed this thought, and laughed at himself in his heart. He is proficient in numerology, and he should know that destiny cannot be done. How could he have such an idea?

You must know that Fengchu Pang Tong, who was as famous as Zhuge Wuhou during the Three Kingdoms period, calculated that he would perish on Luofengpo, but still moved forward, and finally he really perished there.

Although I was not the one who sent the Ghost King out, but I used the talisman to order the Ghost King to go there, and the cause and effect with me is too deep. I am afraid that not only will he not be able to complete the task, but he will also cause trouble for himself.

Warlocks like Pang Tong are not exempt, I can't take risks, I must find a more secure way!

Shanqi frowned and thought for a while, then another thought came into his mind. The best way to face the nemesis is not to meet each other, not to target, not to cause cause and effect, and to avoid it in advance.

It's really unwise to attack and kill him directly. Why don't I send the ghost king out to attack and kill their large troops, so as to divert his attention, so that he has no time to attack and kill me, so that I can leave in the chaos.

The last time I confronted Zhang Zhiwei, Shanqi was frightened. For a while, he just wanted to hide away, so he said:

"The opponent is approaching menacingly. If we leave directly, I'm afraid we will fall into a trap. I plan to take a feint before leaving!"

As soon as these words came out, the few people present were a little confused. They didn't understand how to feint?

Shanqi didn't explain too much, just said "protect the law for me", then sat cross-legged on the ground and began to cast spells. Although he got the talisman, it took a lot of effort to use it.

The method of Shintoism to order ghosts and gods is somewhat similar to that of Taoism. It needs to draw paper talismans. When casting spells, ghosts and gods will descend on the talismans in some way and manifest themselves.

Although the Dajiangshan Ghost King already has an entity and does not need to descend through a talisman, there are still necessary procedures.

Shanqi took out a piece of white talisman paper, bit his middle finger, worshiped with both hands, and began to write the imperial edict. One by one, complicated and strange runes were written on the talisman paper.

In the blink of an eye, the white talisman paper turned into an edict filled with blood-colored spells, with countless blood-colored traces wriggling on it, which was extremely weird.

With the appearance of the talisman, the alloy coffin began to overflow with black air, which rose like smoke and gradually became thicker, full of evil spirits and weirdness.

The black air accumulated more and more until it soared into the sky and lingered over the imperial mausoleum, forming a black cloud.

The black clouds were gloomy and dense, and slowly swirled like a whirlpool, causing the wind and snow above the imperial mausoleum to suddenly become violent, causing the wind to howl, and the sound of the wind was like howling ghosts and gods, making the world miserable.

At the same time, the alloy coffin also changed. It shook violently, the iron chains wrapped around it rattled, and the coffin, which was originally lying horizontally on the ground, slowly stood up.

"Clang clang..."

The iron chains on the coffin broke one by one, and then the coffin board fell to the ground with a "bang".

An extremely ferocious, cruel, and scalp-numbing aura spread invisibly.

Is this the coercion of the ghost king? Under this aura, everyone in the Yin Temple felt dizzy for a while.

Shanqi stood in front of the coffin without moving, but his subordinates retreated sharply, quickly opened the distance, and retreated to the wall.

But even so, their bodies were still trembling instinctively.

"Click!"

Footsteps sounded, and Shuten-douji, the legendary Dajiangshan ghost king, came out.

Shuten-douji's appearance was beyond everyone's expectations. Logically speaking, a ghost who can be called the ghost king should have a huge body and a hideous face.

But the one who came out now was a handsome young man who looked very close to him and seemed very friendly.

Those who retreated to the wall were stunned, a little puzzled, why did such a guy appear?

Is this the ghost king whom the Dongpu people have planned so hard to reincarnate? !

What ghost king is this like? This is like a rabbit who sells ass.

However, Shanqi did not despise the other party, instead his pupils suddenly dilated, staring intently at Shuten-douji's eyes.

These eyes look clear and moving, but when you look closely, they look like a deep pool. Although the water in the pool is transparent, it is too deep, and it is pitch black when you look into the depths.

Looking at these eyes, some pictures flickered in Shanqi's mind, the flames bloomed on the earth and burned all the way to the sky, and the evil ghosts with blue faces and fangs gnawed on the corpses.

At the very center of the pile of corpses stood a huge red figure with horns on its head, and the flames were coming from him.

"I am the ghost king of Dajiang Mountain!!"

The deafening voice was in Shanqi's mind, and the huge difference between the picture in his brain and the picture in his eyes made Shanqi stunned.

Does this demon like to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?

"Are you from the Tuyumen family?" The young man was wearing a royal robe with fluttering sleeves, looked at Shanqi, bowed slightly, and said with a faint smile.

Shanqi shook his head, without any nonsense, he said bluntly: "No, I ordered you to come out this time because I want you...to kill someone!"

"Isn't it from the Tuyumen family?" The young man's smile was restrained, and he looked straight at Shanqi, not knowing what he was thinking.

Shanqi looked directly into the other person's eyes without fear, he had the talisman in his hand, no matter how powerful this thing was, it would not be able to overthrow the sky.

"How about it, your physical body is specially prepared, your current strength is even greater than in your heyday!"

Shanqi remembered that the body of this thing was made of his ancestor's body. His ancestor had been sleeping in the dragon vein for so long, and his body had been transformed by the energy of the dragon vein. It should be stronger than its original body, so he asked casually.

"Huh? You... have seen my prime?"

Shuten Doji looked at Shanqi, and as he spoke, rows of sarcoma appeared on his face.

These sarcomas throbbed and swelled, and as the skin tore, pairs of scarlet and hot eyes appeared on the face, looking up and down at Shanqi with chaotic and evil eyes.