Chapter 254: Beijing Suburbs Funeral Palace (66)

"No, no, no, what I mean is..."

The Sixth Emperor was trembling in pain, his soul had faded, and he couldn't even change his dragon form. The Seventh Emperor's punch really used all his strength. He had been punched hard just now, and his soul almost disintegrated. Fortunately, he was protected by his cloak, and he managed to survive.

But after the Sixth Emperor said the wrong thing, his first reaction was to immediately throw aside the strange cloak he was wearing.

There's something wrong with this cloak!

He stared at the cloak with a sinister look, and saw that it seemed to be alive and did not fall to the ground. Instead, it flew towards a person wearing a light blue cloak.

The Sixth Emperor remembered this man deeply, but did not dare to do anything more, because it was a critical moment now!

"What did you say?"

Ink and Mo Changlong asked in a deep voice, with a very stern tone: "Stupid, I don't know what to say!"

Being reprimanded by his father, the Sixth Emperor's face turned red, but he did not dare to make any more excuses. The surroundings are surrounded by pillars of clouds reaching the sky. No matter whether they are elders or juniors, except for Changling, all other Ming Emperors are present. And he actually said the words "I am willing to give up the mausoleum to my brother" in front of everyone!

All Ming emperors are witnesses!

How could he say it was the cloak's fault? How can it be said that he is actually unwilling to let the Seven Emperors come back? If he really said that, then he would be completely at a disadvantage!

"I...I said."

The Sixth Emperor gritted his teeth, facing the angry gaze of the ink dragon, and said word by word: "I said, I am willing to give up the mausoleum to my brother."

It’s better to retreat than to advance!

Could it be that he said let the Seven Emperors really live in his tomb?

That's really messed up. In what name is he doing it? In what capacity? Why should he?

And if it is given to the Seven Emperors, where will he live? This is another problem!

In this way, taking retreat as a step forward directly pushes the problem away. Anyway, he is not the biggest one here, nor is he a talker. He even took a step back. If the Seven Emperors really wanted to live in his mausoleum, it would mean that the Seven Emperors did not understand the rules.

Brothers and friends respect each other, brothers and friends respect each other, that's good, this brother is friendly.

What about you, brother? Are you submissive or not?

Yingzong sneered in his heart and paid attention to his surroundings. Sure enough, after hearing his words, some of the dragons frowned, some nodded, and some disagreed - everyone had their own opinions.

If someone else comes to stop this, it won't be his fault.

"call!"

Shui Mo Changlong could tell his thoughts at a glance, and breathed out his angry breath on the Sixth Emperor, causing him to stagger. This matter is really a headache, and...

The ink dragon looked at the black gold dragon claw that he had caught. Thunder and lightning were still falling, but the ink dragon resisted it. Looking at it from a close distance, the dragon's claws are filled with a strong aura of pollution and evil, which even the long ink dragon finds shocking.

Is my son really back?

There is indeed Ming's aura on this dragon claw, and the aura of the Seven Emperors is hidden in it. It is very vague and not very clear.

But why only one claw? Could it be that his body was really corrupted and polluted, unable to transform into a dragon... with only one claw left?

"The matter of moving the mausoleum to the mausoleum should be decided by the ancestors!"

Shui Mo Changlong was silent for a long time, then he scolded.

Yingzong didn't get off to a good start, and even set a trap in secret. If the Seven Emperors were circumvented and really spoke, no matter whether he did not agree to enter the mausoleum or he really agreed to occupy his brother's mausoleum, everything would be his fault.

I don't want to enter the mausoleum, and I have resentment in my heart. I am willing to enter the mausoleum, but my younger brother is disrespectful.

How can a junior decide such a big matter so easily?

Shui Mo Changlong simply downplayed the words of the Six Emperors and left the matter directly to the ancestors for judgment. He believed that Emperor Yongle would make the right decision.

The next second, Ink Changlong's majestic gaze fell on the man in the light blue cloak, with unkind hostility.

Family matters should be resolved by oneself. No matter how troublesome it is, it is one's own family.

As for the other outsiders who fanned the flames and dared to plot against them——

"I've met Xuanzong."

Under the oppressive gaze of the ink dragon, a normal person would be unable to speak, and would even be frightened into insanity. But the next moment, a black and red skinny figure stood in front of Wei Xun, helping him block the gaze of the ink dragon. It was the 'General'

Ink Changlong's gaze fell on the 'general' and suddenly froze.

This person... the aura on this person is more like the Seven Emperors than the one on the black gold dragon claws!

"Xuanzong, let the lightning continue to strike. Don't help block it."

Wei Xun smiled and spoke, but to the surprise of others, he did not mention anything about returning to the imperial mausoleum!

"The Thunder Punishment Heavenly Tribulation comes at just the right time, and it can chop off the pollution and bad luck in this Ming Tomb."

"Be bold!"

The Sixth Emperor had been staring at this man, and when he saw him uttering arrogant words, he even said that there was pollution and bad luck in their Ming Tomb. He immediately caught this and became furious and scolded him on the spot!

"With Emperor Taizong guarding it and all the ancestors supporting it, how could there be any pollution or bad luck in the Ming Tomb!"

The Sixth Emperor even felt that this was related to this person and was mocking him. After all, this person was in the same group as the Seventh Emperor. So his words were even more merciless: "We are all sad that my brother's body was damaged and polluted. But it is nonsense to say that there is pollution in the Ming Tomb!"

If there is pollution in the Ming Tomb, why are their dragon bodies okay? On the contrary, something happened to the Seven Emperors outside Minling Tomb?

This just shows that the Seven Emperors are narrow-minded and their resentment turns into obsession! Not only did they hate him, but they also resented all the emperors in the Ming Tomb. Now they directly sent people to slander and explain that the tomb was polluted and dirty!

The Sixth Emperor was worried about not having any evidence, but now the other party had handed it to him. He immediately became alert and wanted to talk more. However, the next second, he was caught off guard and was scattered by the ink dragon's tail!

The whole place was silent for a moment, and no other sound could be heard except the sound of lightning and thunder. The dragons watching were horrified. They did not expect the Five Emperors to be so cruel.

"Go back, and confine your tomb to reflect on your mistakes!"

This was merciless! Even if the dead souls were scattered in the Ming Mausoleum, it would probably take dozens or hundreds of years to recover! The ink dragon was merciless. He did not give Yingzong any face in front of many juniors, and even took a cruel action directly. This shocked everyone.

His abnormal behavior was seen by the other emperors, who were shocked and thought deeply.

The Five Emperors' actions were to vent their anger on the Seventh Emperor.

It seems that the Seventh Emperor has really returned.

And——

Could it be that what the light blue cloak said was true?

Is the Ming Mausoleum polluted? How is this possible! The dragons looked at the ink dragon, hoping that he would refute. However, the ink dragon looked at the 'general' and saw that he had no reaction to the six emperors of the Ming Dynasty being pulled apart, so he sighed in his heart.

He threw out the black gold dragon claw and let the dragon claw continue to be struck by the lightning of the heavenly tribulation. The dirty black air that permeated and the heavy pollution that was annihilated and shattered by the lightning attracted the attention of all the dragons.

Is this... Is this really the dirty and unlucky air in the Ming Mausoleum?

The ink dragon's sight fell on Wei Xun again, and there was more scrutiny and fear in his eyes. The ink dragon's voice was like thunder, and he was unceremoniously: "The Ming Mausoleum is a pure and holy place, where we sleep forever, and outsiders are not allowed to enter without permission. Please leave quickly!"

Although he said "please", the ink dragon's meaning was clearly "get out quickly! '

However, he did not refute the pollution of the Ming Mausoleum!

The younger generations below the Sixth Emperor were all terrified and couldn't help looking at their elders, but the elders were also confused. In the end, their eyes all fell on the Four Emperors and the Five Emperors.

Is there really pollution in the Ming Mausoleum? ? Emperor Yongle has not left Changling for a hundred years. Is it because of this? ?

But now is not the time to discuss and ask, we have to drive the outsiders out first!

"That's right, outsiders shouldn't stay here."

Unexpectedly, Wei Xun actually nodded in agreement with the words of the Ink Dragon, and even a little indignant: "This is our Ming family affairs, and others have no right to participate!"

Bah! Shameless, who said you are 'our' Ming?

The Ink Dragon was too lazy to pay attention to him, and the majestic power came with a bang. This was not only the Ink Dragon, but also the rejection of the entire Ming Mausoleum! Zhou Xiyang and others only felt a dizzy, and the next second they were thrown out of the Ming Mausoleum and thrown to the Little Python Mountain! Even Yun Tianhe and Yun Lianghan, who had been rushing to Qingling but had not yet reached it, were thrown out together.

"Huh??"

However, the next second, he was surprised and wondered. Because Wei Xun was still there! He was not excluded from Mingling!

What does this mean? It means that he was actually recognized by Mingling, and Mingling recognized him as "one of its own".

How is this possible!

"The seven emperors have been wandering outside for hundreds of years. As emperors of the Ming Dynasty, pollution will not let him go."

The flames burned, and they were particularly dazzling in the darkness. Even the bright lightning could not completely suppress it. Because these tiny flames were not only burned from Wei Xun, but also from the tombstones of Qingling, from the tombstones of Yuling, from the tombstones of dozens of mausoleums in the Ming Thirteen Tombs, and from the dead Ming consciousness scattered throughout the Ming Mausoleum!

'Fire God, Fire God, Fire God——'

All dragons heard the whispers of the dead Ming consciousness, and heard their murmurs from the depths of their hearts. Even though the voice was still very weak, it only accounted for one thousandth or even one ten-thousandth of the huge voice chanting "Ming".

But for hundreds of years, there was only the word "Ming", and suddenly the word "Fire God" was added, which was particularly eye-catching! Fire God! They recognized Wei Xun as the Fire God, and recognized him as the Fire God of the Ming Dynasty.

Because of this, he was not expelled from the Ming Mausoleum!

"You have the protection of the Ming Mausoleum, and your ancestors secretly suppress you, and many people don't even know the existence of pollution."

As the flames ignited, Wei Xun's voice became deeper and more serious:

"But the Seven Emperors have nothing."

"You think he is a resentful brother, resentful that he was demoted to a prince, his mausoleum was destroyed, and he was given the posthumous title of "Li" by his brother, and buried in the remote and narrow Jingtai Mausoleum with poor qi and veins, and the mausoleums of later generations were destroyed, the tombs were flattened, and the mausoleum monuments were pushed down, but no one made the decision for him, and he was full of resentment, so he fell so quickly?"

Isn't it?

The ink dragon had an ugly expression on his face, and the other dragons were in different moods, some were surprised, some were in disbelief. They had been in the Ming Tombs, and many of them didn't know that the Seven Emperors had such an experience!

If it were them...

But in any case, it shouldn't be...

The 'General' was also touched, and the evil spirit was all over his body. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak - snap!

The 'General's' mouth was covered by the Nezha spirit.

"Wrong, of course not!"

Wei Xun spoke loudly, and said: "The real reason why he was polluted so quickly and almost fell into an evil spirit is because he is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty! The pollution in the dragon veins can't do anything to you hiding in the Ming Tombs, and it all fell on him!"

"He took so much for you, and you still don't recognize him as the emperor!"

"I have never denied him!"

Shui Mo Chang Long could no longer bear it and directly refuted. He had never denied this son! He knew about what happened after the Tumu Fortress Incident and the decline of the Ming Dynasty. At that time, the Sixth Emperor died and was buried. When the spirit appeared, he was beaten severely.

But it was useless.

What can the dead do?

Later, Xiao Ba came and heard that he restored the title of the Seventh Emperor during his reign. Shui Mo Chang Long was also relieved to hear that. He also thought about whether the Seventh Emperor would move his tomb back to the Thirteen Tombs, but in the end it was just a fantasy.

"Qi Yu is very good."

Shui Mo Chang Long sighed: "I... always miss him."

Yingzong brought Fourteen to him to persuade him not to take action, and it was just the matter of occupying Qingling. Fourteen can be said to be the most innocent in this matter, and Shui Mo Chang Long was also in a dilemma.

After hearing his words, the 'general' stood still, as if struck by lightning, but his body was trembling slightly.

"Qi Yu is a good child."

At this moment, a slightly tired but majestic male voice came from the direction of Tianshou Mountain. After hearing this voice, all the emperors stood solemnly and respectfully, because it was not someone else who spoke.

It was the Yongle Emperor in Changling, the first of the Ming Dynasty's 13 Tombs!

"Over the past hundreds of years, Emperor Jing has helped me bear a lot."

Emperor Yongle said 'Emperor Jing' in person and acknowledged his achievements in person!

The 'General' was stunned, and for a moment he couldn't believe it, with mixed feelings in his heart.

It turned out that he had been polluted and almost fell into an evil spirit. Was it really just because of the pollution?

He is now just a fragment of the soul. Without the influence of those pollutions and the stimulation of those strong emotions, he can think more rationally.

But... the answer to this question is meaningless.

It is resentment, hatred, and pollution. Whether he really took on some pollution like Emperor Yongle, at this moment, it is no longer important.

My father said that he always missed him.

My great-grandfather called him 'Emperor Jing', not Daizong, and he has never been a substitute for anyone!

He is himself, he is the seventh emperor of the Ming Dynasty!

For many years, this is what he wanted!

Do you want to rob the tomb of the younger generation?

No, he never thought of doing so.

Do you want to kill the Sixth Emperor and crush his soul?

When Yingzong was released by Wala, someone secretly advised him to kill Yingzong, saying that the country could not have two emperors, but he could not do it at that time.

He beat Yingzong hard with his own hands, and then watched his father vent his anger and pull out his soul and seriously injure him. This was enough.

It was enough.

Even if he was not a complete Ming Seventh Emperor, but only a wisp of his soul, he could feel that in the outside world, the resentment of his original body was gradually dissipating.

The broken dragon horn grew new ones, and the four toes on the claws became five toes. He has always been a dragon, not a Jiao, but he was trapped in obsession and was seriously affected by pollution.

"The Seventh Emperor was heavily polluted, so he didn't come in."

Nezha Ling spoke, and the emperors were actually more familiar with this city spirit from the Eight-Armed Nezha City.

Then Nezha Ling briefly explained the general course of events.

After following Wei Xun for so long, the upright Nezha Ling has also learned bad things. In his mouth, the return of the seven emperors of the Ming Dynasty to the imperial mausoleum is of course true, but this is because the seven emperors can't bear the pollution and will soon fall into evil spirits. You Ming emperors prosper together, and if the seven emperors are polluted, the neighboring emperors, the rest of you, will definitely not be well.

He can't handle it alone, so he quickly brought him back for help, is that okay?

Making such a big fuss and gathering you all here? I'm really sorry, but the seven emperors are honest. Even if they are polluted like this, his obsession is just to get the recognition of his ancestors. No way, no way, you won't care about a child, this child is almost driven crazy by pollution.

What? Is this black gold dragon claw from the seven emperors? This... can only be said to be the pollution on the seven emperors, which was triggered by the pollution underground in the Ming Mausoleum. The seven emperors don't want it, and they are already trying their best to control it. You see, such a precious "good brother" cloak is used to protect the fifteen emperors!

Lightning strikes Qingling? The Fourteenth Emperor is really sorry, but this is also the pollution under your mausoleum. It is also to help you strike it in advance by attracting lightning. Otherwise, who knows when you will become like the Seventh Emperor.

"Is this... the pollution under my mausoleum?"

The Fourteenth Emperor was shocked. He looked at the damaged black gold dragon claw struck by thunder and couldn't help but speak anxiously.

It is the pollution under the mausoleum of the Fourteenth Emperor, mixed with some pollution of the Seventh Emperor, and a little pollution of the dragon soul, the pollution of the God of Fire, and the pollution of the devil.

Wei Xun thought.

It is really not easy to play this drama.

There is spiritual pollution under the Ming Mausoleum, which is speculated by Wei Xun. The souls of the Seventh Emperor of Ming are seriously polluted, and the dragon veins of Xiaotangshan are also polluted. Is this a coincidence?

In the final analysis, it is the "corpse" of the mountain god. This mountain god is in charge of the entire Yanshan Mountains. Can the Ming Mausoleum escape his pollution?

Thinking of what he learned from the Fourteenth Emperor that "Emperor Yongle" has not left Changling for a hundred years, Wei Xun has a guess. After Nezha Ling, Bai Lu and Bai Jiao came over, Bai Jiao confirmed that there was also pollution under the Qing Mausoleum, but it was suppressed!

Emperor Yongle of Changling suppressed the pollution of the entire Ming Tombs and the surrounding mountains with his own strength!

His strength is unfathomable. With such great power, did the Seven Emperors really help him bear a lot of pollution? In fact, not necessarily. This is just Emperor Yongle's statement, and there is also the factor of feeling sorry for the Seven Emperors.

Since the Ming Dynasty moved its capital to Beijing, the Seven Emperors are the only emperors not buried in the Ming Tombs. This is simply a crack in the perfection!

It's just that they are all dead after all and cannot leave Minling Tomb. Naturally, they cannot communicate with the Seven Emperors, and the same is true for the Seven Emperors. Even if it weren't for Nezha Ling and Wei Xun, the 'Ming Dynasty Fire God' who holds the Token of Death, as a connection point, a ray of soul of the Seven Emperors would not be able to come here.

If we could communicate earlier, everything would be fine.

Emperor Yongle acted resolutely and decided in a few words that the remnant souls of the Seven Emperors would temporarily live in Jingling with his father, while Yingzong was punished.

Before, the Five Emperors only asked him to think about it in isolation, without setting a time limit. But Emperor Yongle took it lightly and set a date.

Yingzong Guanling thought about six hundred years!

The Seven Emperors have been living in exile for more than five hundred years. As his brother, it is also appropriate for you to sit in the mausoleum and reflect on yourself for six hundred years.

At this point, the return of the Seven Emperors of the Ming Dynasty to the imperial mausoleum has come to an end for the time being!

Wei Xun commanded the small Qianjia Paper and handed Grandpa Zhi’s soul fragment to Ink Changlong. Integrating these clear consciousnesses belonging to the Seven Emperors of the Ming Dynasty into the entire Ming Tombs system, the Seven Emperors of the Ming Dynasty can definitely be regarded as returning to the imperial tombs in every aspect.

Nezha Ling winked at him, and the 'general' also nodded at him, and the benefits he would receive from him would definitely not be less.

Among them, the long ink dragon wanted to grab the Qin Dynasty shroud, but the shroud that turned into black water seemed to have recognized its owner, and flexibly escaped his grasp and flew into the distance.

Wei Xun glanced at the Qin Chao shroud. If nothing else happened, this shroud should be the benefit Grandpa Zhi promised to the devil merchant. However, Wei Xun also helped Grandpa Zhi a lot in this final showdown. In particular, he was the important figure who allowed the Seven Emperors of the Ming Dynasty to return to the imperial mausoleum and get rid of their obsessions. Grandpa Zhi was far more grateful to him than to the devil merchant.

This Qin Dynasty shroud also has a part of him. Let the devil merchant keep it for now.

At this moment, Wei Xun was thinking about another thing.

Completed the mission of the Seven Emperors of the Ming Dynasty to return to the imperial mausoleum, but did not get the hotel prompt. Presumably the emperors from the Ming Tombs showed up, and the hotel was not in good condition.

It can be said that this is not the hotel's complete control. Even the scenic spots on the journey are written as ‘Tianshou Mountain’, not the Ming Tombs.

Wei Xun subconsciously looked at the *** and the phantom cat in mid-air. They have always existed from beginning to end and have not been expelled by Minling. * * * is the person in charge, so staying here is considered normal. But the phantom cat... If I have to say it, it is Wei Xun's illusion. Wei Xun is here and he is here, no problem.

But it flew higher than Wei Xun, even level with ***'s head, giving it a casual "I'm not pretending anymore" feeling.

Nezha Ling jumped on Wei Xun, scratching his ears and head anxiously as if he wanted to say something but couldn't. Wei Xun patted him, but he was thoughtful.

He already has a guess!

The pollution under the Ming Tombs was an attraction that was not completely controlled by the hotel. Two principals appeared at the same time, but the hotel did not punish them——

Why do hotels control so many attractions? And these scenic spots are all polluted and alienated?

The hotel can trade with 'guides', so is there any trade between it and these scenic spots?

The lightning and thunder gradually faded away, and the black gold dragon claw was completely dissipated. During this time, other cloud pillars disappeared one after another, and the younger emperors could not participate in discussions at this level. The only ones left were the Four Emperors and the Five Emperors. Qingling was temporarily requisitioned, and the Fourteenth Emperor left with his son first.

The place is cleared, and then it’s time to get down to business.

Wei Xun guessed that * * * and the phantom cat had been silent, and maybe they were secretly negotiating with Emperor Yongle.

Although Wei Xun is very curious, this kind of thing is not something he can participate in at the moment. Wei Xun was thinking about the confrontation mission and the next thing, but the Death Token in his hand suddenly shook.

Wei Xun:?

Wei Xun was deep in thought, seemingly listening to Nezha Ling's chatter, but in fact, he put a trace of his energy into the Death Ming Token. Then he 'saw' a golden dragon.

It was a broken dragon soul, but it wasn't. The golden dragon's eyes were smart and majestic, and when it looked at him, there was a faint smile, a little playful. Beside Jin Long, those spiritual pollutions of the dead were almost materialized. Wei Xun seemed to see bright characters flying everywhere - of course, next to most of the characters 'ming', they looked like they were raising children. With the word 'Vulcan' on it.

When Jin Long spoke, the voice was exactly the same as that of Emperor Yongle, which confirmed Wei Xun's guess!

I don’t know what method the other party used, but it seems that Emperor Yongle was able to communicate with him through the Death Token with the help of the Death Ming consciousness and the incomplete dragon soul!

'Vulcan, huh? ’

Jin Long chuckled lightly, his scorching gaze fell on Wei Xun, and his voice was as loud as a bell: "Since I am the God of Fire of the Ming Dynasty, I should be able to solve the crisis of the Ming Dynasty." ’

‘Vulcan is just one of my identities’

Wei Xun smiled: "To be precise, I don't belong to any dynasty. I am the modern God of Fire."

‘Modern Vulcan, man of the hotel. ’

Jin Hong smiled, but her eyes suddenly became sharp and majestic.

‘Want my Ming’s mausoleum to become a place for you and others to go out and play? ’

really!

Wei Xun's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he suddenly became energetic. He felt that he had touched some of the core of the hotel!

Sure enough, the people in charge are contacting Emperor Yongle!

Could it be that the hotel requested the Ming Tombs to be included as a tourist attraction on the grounds of helping to deal with pollution?

If Emperor Yongle could not leave Changling for a hundred years, the pollution in the Ming Tombs would have accumulated to an extremely terrifying level. Emperor Yongle had to find another way to deal with it, but he did not want to accept the conditions of the hotel and did not want to turn the Ming Tombs into a 'scenic spot' for tourists to enter and exit!

That's why he was found.

The reason why Emperor Yongle sought him out was probably not only because of his identity as the ‘God of Fire’ and his friendship with Nezha Ling, but also because he had a close relationship with the two principals, and the other party might also have noticed it.

The Ming Tombs were under the control of Emperor Yongle. Once the brigade entered the Ming Tombs, they could not escape the eyes of Emperor Yongle.

‘The hotel thinks so, I don’t think so’

Wei Xun felt itchy, but his reason was still there. He wanted to try. If he succeeded, he would definitely be able to find out the deeper core of the hotel. But the reality is before us. Even Emperor Yongle cannot suppress the pollution, so he can't deal with it either.

etc……

How do hotels deal with so much pollution?

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Wei Xun's mind.

'oh? So what do you want? ’

‘Since Your Majesty has recognized my identity as a Vulcan, of course I have to give my own people a discount. ’

Wei Xun was not shy about his words. He directly addressed him as "one of his own" without saying a few words. He said directly: "There is a corpse of a mountain god at the foot of Xiaotang Mountain. This matter..."

‘It can’t be done. ’

Jin Long was also very straightforward and laughed angrily: 'If I can solve that——'

Are you still afraid of the little pollution in the Ming Tombs?

‘What I’m saying is, there is a dragon soul next to the body of the mountain god at the foot of Xiaotang Mountain’

Wei Xun changed his words from Shan Ruliu: "This dragon soul, as a dragon vein, has protected the Yanshan Mountains for thousands of years, but now it has ended up like this."

‘Your Majesty should be able to resurrect the dragon soul. ’

‘A dragon soul can be resurrected, but it is impossible for it to become a dragon vein again’

Isn’t it possible to resurrect dragon veins?

Wei Xun was a little regretful. He had deliberately made his words vague just now, but he didn't expect that Emperor Yongle would point it out.

‘Then resurrect the dragon soul’

‘It’s just a small matter, I can tell you directly, just as a thank you for helping to remove the pollution under Qingling. ’

The golden dragon made an understatement: 'As long as you glue its soul bones together, give it a trace of pure dragon energy, and provide sacrifices, you can help it give birth to a dragon body.'

Wei Xun was surprised that Emperor Yongle actually directly told him how to resurrect the dragon soul!

But even if he says it, Wei Xun may not be able to do it if he hears it.

How to glue its soul bones together? Where does ‘pure’ dragon energy come from? What kind of sacrifice can help the dragon soul give birth to a dragon body?

Instead of relying on Emperor Yongle, relying solely on himself would not know how much resources and time would be spent.

Sure enough, if Emperor Yongle wants to take action, he must show his true ability.

After talking about the method of resurrecting the dragon soul, Jin Long looked at Wei Xun calmly - I'm done, I can resurrect the dragon soul.

So what can you do to deal with this pollution?

‘Your Majesty, please take a look’

Wei Xun was unhurried. Thinking about his guess, he opened his hand and something appeared in his hand!

In mid-air, the phantom cat suddenly twitched its ears as if feeling something. But at a critical moment in the negotiations, he could not look down.

Naturally, Wei Xun took out a shrunken clock.

It was the Abyss Bell that Wei Xun took away from the Butcher Alliance!

In addition to the Abyss Bell, Wei Xun also took out the Crow Badge.

‘My solution is here’

Wei Xun said calmly with his hands behind his hands, thinking about how to show the Abyss Bell to Emperor Yongle. But the next moment the body of the 'general' next to him shook slightly. Emperor Yongle temporarily occupied the 'general's' body and took over the Abyss Bell and Crow Badge. The general's face was covered by a golden mask, but Wei Xun could see a hint of surprise on the face of the 'Golden Dragon'.

If he guessed correctly...

'cough. ’

Wei Xun coughed lightly and said deeply: "Taizong, you are well-informed. You must know that there is an Inca Sun Gate on the Andean Plateau in Central America, and Atlantis sunk in the sea." ’

If he guessed correctly.

‘This object is called the Abyss Bell. In the past, the Sun Gate was also full of pollution. Now most of the pollution has been sealed inside. ’

The pollution from all over the earth is most likely 'dumped' into the abyss by the hotel!

Wei Xun always carefully observed Jin Long's expression, and with an idea in mind, he continued:

‘And the energy on this badge comes from Daxi Continent. Soon, we will go to clean up the pollution in Daxizhou’

'only……'

Wei Xun was in trouble and took out the token of his abyss node, half a red stone. In mid-air, * * *'s body moved slightly, as if he felt something. But at a critical moment in the negotiations, he could not look down.

‘It’s just that I only have one of these magical objects that can ‘storage pollution’ left here. ’

‘Of course I can try to use it to carry the pollution from the Ming Tombs, but I’m not sure how much it can carry. And you know, this stuff is really precious. I originally agreed to use it to carry the pollution from Daxizhou...'

‘Within my ability and without harming the Ming Dynasty, I can fulfill your three wishes. ’

Wei Xun's heart was beating wildly at this moment, not because of Jin Long's promise, but because of what he represented behind his promise.

This shows that the abyss node can really carry pollution from reality!

'even……'

Jin Long took a deep look at Wei Xun, and his voice was very soft, but it was like thunder exploding in Wei Xun's heart, setting off a storm: "It's not impossible to help you get out of the hotel."

! ! !

‘Taizong’s domineering spirit’

Wei Xun sighed that he was indeed the Yongle Emperor and worthy of the hotel dispatching two hosts, but he did not agree:

'To be honest, I enjoyed my stay at the hotel. and……'

‘This thing is really precious, it’s not about money. ’

Wei Xun said sincerely: 'You know, I originally promised to Daxizhou to help him deal with his mental pollution. He is an extremely important person to me... Well, I'll just say it. ’

'If I help you and abandon my lover, then...my husband should divorce me'

Jinlong:?

husband?

'I am a family-oriented person'

He was stunned for a moment, then looked at Wei Xun playfully, but said nothing.

No matter who you are as a husband or a wife, the key point is not to talk about money.

If you don't talk about money... then you just talk about feelings.

But feelings are more expensive than money.

This person is really courageous, but if he were timid, he would not be able to call himself the ‘Vulcan God’ as a mortal.

‘You know, I also solved the pollution in the Eight-Armed Nezha City’

Wei Xun knew that these alone would not be able to convince Emperor Yongle. So he added more chips and said softly: "Nezha Ling is my brother. It is of course a casual thing to help relatives solve some small problems."

'oh? ’

Emperor Yongle was so interested that even the Nezha spirit in the Eight-Armed Nezha City recognized him as his younger brother?

What kind of seniority is this? But God’s words…maybe they don’t talk about seniority in the world? Jin Long counted in his mind, the God of Fire, the Nezha Spirit, the Dragon Soul, the Mountain God, the mountain spirit in his hair, the two owners of the hotel outside...

This young man's background is indeed not small.

‘Why, do you also want to accept me as your brother? ’

Emperor Yongle said amusedly, deliberately releasing a bit of dragon power.

But he didn't expect Wei Xun to stand up to Long Wei, so shamelessly:

"elder brother!"

* *

On the other side, the travelers who were excluded from the Ming Tombs fell back to Xiaomang Mountain.

"Okay, okay, we're not dead, we're not dead."

The half-life Taoist got up in disgrace and said luckily. He was really frightened. In ancient times, if someone peeked into this kind of 'secret matter of the Heavenly Family', they would definitely be beheaded!

"How can you see blood in the royal mausoleum?"

Zhou Xiyang frowned, not feeling relaxed at all. He looked around and his heart sank: "Director Cui and the others are not here."

"No, no, Mia and Orion aren't here either!"

The half-life Taoist took a breath of air. It was understandable that Director Cui and the devil merchant were not here. But Mia and Oren, the two hidden powers, didn't come back and stayed there, which would cause a big problem!

"October 10th is not around, so she must be hiding her strength."

"Um."

Zhou Xiyang nodded solemnly, quickly took various potions to recover, and quickly stood up again: "Let's go there again."

He was worried. Once the dispute over Guihuang Mausoleum was over, it would really be time to confront the mission!

At that time, there will be two people hiding their strength in the east and west districts, and they will restrain each other two to two. Apart from them, whichever side has more strength will have more chips. If he and Ban Ming arrive, Tian Wen's power can also...

"Eh? Why is Xiaotian missing?"

Zhou Xiyang's thoughts were interrupted by Taoist Ban Ming. Taoist Ban Ming was shocked and asked questions about Yun Lianghan and Yun Tianhe. After searching everywhere to no avail, he was anxious to run away. After being grabbed by Zhou Xiyang's arm, he shook him violently. After being unable to shake him off, he spoke incoherently:

"Xiaotian is missing! It's so terrible, I have to find him right away! You -"

"cough."

Zhou Xiyang coughed lightly, interrupting Taoist Ban Ming's words. He paused for a while, seeing that Taoist Ban Ming hadn't figured it out yet, he said tactfully:

"Mia and Orion are missing."

"October 10th and Bai Xiaotian also disappeared."

"Aren't you talking nonsense!"

Taoist Ban Ming was furious and anxious. He threw away Zhou Xiyang and wanted to leave by himself: "Of course I know that Xiaotian is missing——"

Half-Life Taoist:?

Half-Life Taoist:? ? ?

Taoist Ban Ming suddenly froze, his expression changing repeatedly, just like a color palette.

At the end, he showed an expression as if he had been struck by lightning. He looked like a pitiful squirrel who had all his winter food stolen.