Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 467 Tracing the Origin of Rebellion
Lin Feng looked at them indifferently.

In the gradually opened door, Lin Feng saw more people.

They come to life.

Behind them, it seems to be a real world.

They waved to Lin Feng kindly.

Looking at the scenery, Lin Feng suddenly turned his head and walked towards the bronze mask resolutely.

What looks scary doesn't have to be scary.

But if it doesn't look scary, there must be something wrong, and there won't be any mild and harmless things here!
Even if it is gentle on its own, it is terrifying to someone like Lin Feng. Sensing something was wrong, Lin Feng chose to face the bronze mask of Yin Shang.

No matter how they are together.

Lin Feng decided to walk towards the bronze mask.

After all, he learned this method from the "bronze mask". He thought that this "bronze mask" might be a treasure.

This bronze gate is even more evil.

Not sure what.

But want to go, too late.

"return!"

Seeing that the temptation and deception could not come, the people inside finally got anxious, and Zhang Jijiu, who followed Lin Feng, saw the gate in front of him.

Countless faces grew out.

"return!"

"return!"

"Come back!"

scream!

Those faces started to scream, their thoughts were confused, and they fell in front of Lin Feng.

Several huge thoughts gathered in Lin Feng's mind.

It was as if someone had smashed Lin Feng's head open, forcefully stuffing information that did not belong to him into his memory.

The bronze melted.

In the huge darkness, one finger after another crawled out of Lin Feng's treacherous village.

The talisman pasted on the "Nightmare" quietly lost its effect.

A hand crawled out from the "Mirror of New Moon" and uncovered the talisman.

A dark rhythm appeared.

The whole world turns upside down.

Hades is a place of nature.

Where the "nightmare" is, it is also "nature".

Zhang Jijiu couldn't do anything.

Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep.

Lin Feng didn't fall asleep, and the Guicun Village appeared, and the fire on Lin Feng's body and the whole Guizhou Village were lit together.

The Five Ways sounded.

The flames burned and tied him here, not telling him to leave.

There is no difference between positive and negative in "Hell", but at the moment it is still upside down.

Because it's a dream that's upside down.

It's "Nightmare", and "Nightmare" unfolds here, completely different from Yangjian.

Chaos, chaos, the entire northwest of Shanxi is in chaos.

No matter who is fighting against nature.

Zhang Daoling wants to help out!
……

"There is always a way, there must be a way."

It's a man's voice.

Lin Feng didn't know if this was a dream or in someone else's memory.

A large amount of consciousness and information is erratic, Lin Feng can only accept it.

The world in front of me seems to be a poorly connected world.

is black and white.

Everyone, at this moment, is like a human being, at another time, it is like another identity.

The long corridor.

Lin Feng was walking along here.

The surrounding scenes are also constantly changing. For a moment, this is a corridor, and for another moment, Lin Feng sees darkness here.

'Like a strobe light. '

Lin Feng frowned, this scene has never been seen before, whether it is a dream or a memory, it is rare to be like this.

There are people behind him.

Lin Feng was not sure, looking back, the figure would only appear when the "strobe" turned black.

It has a "nightmare" aura on it.

Lin Feng sighed and began to move at high speed.

At this moment, images began to flash inexplicably in Lin Feng's mind.

Very strange.

It was a man, this man, wearing a complete set of armor.

Behind him, there are a large number of master craftsmen.

It's a very strange obsession, just like the game, Qingshan Jijiu writes the information as a logo.

Similar to this.

[This is a logo that makes you look like a game]

But at this time, Qingshan Jijiu did not help.

What Lin Feng felt was another intuitive feeling.

He knew that these people were master craftsmen.

These people all sat aside, silent.

Some of them looked extremely ugly, very reluctant.

But there is no way.

This is the capital of the Xia Dynasty, but it is not clear where it is.

Because the capital of the king is the capital of the king.

The owner who flashed these pictures of Lin Feng didn't need to be sure where the king's capital was in the later life.

'what's going on? '

Lin Feng himself couldn't figure it out, and the center of his eyebrows began to itch.

A streak of blood began to flow out.

Lin Feng looked down at his arm, and "fish scales" began to grow.

Stone scales.

The stone man's one eye also started to make noise.

Everything that was originally sealed began to turmoil. Lin Feng closed his eyes, and a large amount of "sky fire" engulfed him on his body.

A scourge.

A soaring snake.

Two strange beasts surrounded him, but soon, the flames were extinguished.

Lin Feng fell, fell, and in the strobe, the corridor was a solid body, which could stop Lin Feng from falling.

But when the strobe reaches darkness, Lin Feng will fall, and no one knows where the darkness is.

"Nightmare" is catching up.

But he was obviously a step slower. He looked at Lin Feng who was gradually disappearing, and wanted to reach out his hand, but he couldn't grab it.

In Lin Feng's mind, there were still strange, intermittent images.

"I don't care what you think, as long as I still exist, everything here is subject to what I say."

Facing this great craftsmanship, there is only one person who can speak like this.

King of the Xia Dynasty.

their titular ally.

Although the great craftsmen in the capital of the Xia Dynasty possess great power, when the real master here went crazy, they couldn't stop his actions.

Lin Feng felt that he vaguely saw the speaker.

He noticed that there seemed to be a child standing beside the talking man.

There was a little pain in my head.

Emperor hair.

In Lin Feng's mind, more information about this man came out. He is Di Fa, the current king of the Xia Dynasty.

The last king of the Xia Dynasty, Xia Jie's father.

The penultimate monarch after the fall of the Xia Dynasty.

Then, he held hands and brought the child in front of the master, and his identity was also obvious.

Xia Jie.

"I don't care what you think, you have to do what I say."

Di Fa unquestionably looked at the master craftsmen present.

"I want you to make what I want."

"You don't understand what I see."

"Eternal, Immortal."

"I see I become the sun."

"I see that I never go out."

His words were very strange and arrogant, and more importantly, there was an indescribable confidence in his words.

This is also "meaning", he really saw all this.

"It is impossible to see the future."

Difa was extremely arrogant.

But here, a master craftsman couldn't help it.

He was no longer silent, and looked up at all this.

"You just saw unrealistic phantoms in history. I even suspect that you have hallucinations."

The language made by the master is still sharp.

"unimportant."

Difa said, "It's not important, it's not important, what you said is not important.

If you haven't seen it, you don't know what it is, but it doesn't matter, you will see it soon. "

Difa said.

"Take him away!"

Immediately, someone entered the door. When he realized the concept of the door, Lin Feng suddenly felt that his eyes widened. He saw that he seemed to appear in a huge place, where a large number of craftsmen gathered together.

The ones that are still here are made by master craftsmen.

They were all tied together. At this time, the master craftsmen were no longer in their usual appearance. They cursed Difa loudly and crazily.

But none of this matters.

Difa said, it doesn't matter.

He's not even cruel, because he really wants everyone to see "the sun".

He is making the sun.

……

"Shaking people, or not shaking people?"

Qingshan Jijiu was caught in a tangle.

He didn't bother Zhang Daoling, Zhang Daoling saw the three priests on the roster, and their names began to fade gradually.

caught in rage.

Zhang Daoling is not a giant Buddha sitting by the river to measure the water depth.

On the contrary, his temper is not very good, especially when his goal is to quell the evil spirits, the evil spirits at the door of the house have already been listed.

They are more particular about destroying mountains and destroying temples. First, they put up notices to tell the locals what we are going to do.

The second is to tell the "God" in the temple, buddy, we are coming, you come out and surrender first, and tell us who you are, what you have become, what you are doing, and what you will do.

If you can accept the transformation, then you can come out. The ghost soldiers led by Jijiu will not harm you.

This is called a gift.

Be polite.

And if you don't come out, then don't blame me for having a bad temper.

First deal with the temples in the crowded villages, and first give you the statues, seals, and beliefs in Yangjian, all of which will be praised by you!
Then?

Then there are souls and the like, all detained for you!
As for what to do next.

Qingshan Jijiu is very clear, the depths of the underworld gave Zhang Daoling an inspiration.

There is a wide area, which is very suitable for banishing enemies.

Collect a group, exile a group, and forget a group.

That's it.

While Zhang Daoling dispatched troops and generals, he didn't see Qingshan offering wine.

No one is even allowed to tell Qingshan about the wine offering.

"Even if I didn't see it, but it was erased by nature, it was really erased. The historian is a record, not a change of fate against the sky."

Qingshan Jijiu was a little helpless.

However, I can understand it.

At this time, he put away his giggling look.

Standing in another direction on the top of the mountain, he carefully observed the underworld.

The main purpose is to look for the wrong way, as expected, the way Zhang Daoling prepared for Lin Feng has disappeared.

It's just different from Zhang Daoling.

Industry specializing in surgery.

The ancient Yin and Shang Dynasties seen by Qingshan Jijiu is not a dark nothingness.

There is like a huge black hole.

The surroundings began to distort, and around this distortion, there were traces of "time". understood and discovered.

"The ancient road to hell, what history is this?"

Qingshan Jijiu does not know that what he anchors is not this period of history, what he anchors is the history from the founding of the Zhou Dynasty to the present, and the earlier history is anchored by the earlier Qingshan.

Every green mountain that anchors everything will exist in a special way.

For example, the current Qingshan Jijiu, he will always live in a cycle.

Live forever within the time that "Qingshan Jijiu" survives.

This is a very advanced way of time reincarnation.

As long as he is alive, the time point from the Zhou Dynasty to the present will always exist, and as long as he exists, this time point will be alive.

Unless someone goes to an earlier point in time and breaks the cycle.

At an earlier point in time, earlier historians were observing. It is obvious that Qingshan Jijiu is a situation, that is, as long as there is no problem with the big frame.

Well, these historians, it is best to just sew and mend where there is a problem.

Even if it's a mountain of shit.

As long as it doesn't collapse.

It is a good mountain!
Even if it is a monster, its appearance is completely unreasonable, as long as it can run, don't touch it.

Zhang Daoling didn't know what was going on.

Qingshan Jijiu has seen this thing more than once.

"It's broken, I'm afraid it's really broken this time."

It was a secret that was deliberately forgotten. He had seen this kind of secret more than once.

All kinds of thoughts, a hundred flowers blooming.

Some people have observed some unimaginable "nature", even things suppressed by the previous generation of "wizards", "historians" and others, appear from time to time.

Qingshan Jijiu is responsible for these, and he is smiling happily now because he is also chosen by the previous generation Qingshan in this era.

He has to choose an arm.

This helper is Zhang Daoling, he knows very well that Zhang Daoling will choose to help the historian after attaining the Dao.

Everyone's interests are the same.

He scooped up so much wool.

But several times, it is also narrowly escaped death.

"When was this, the forgotten secret?"

Forgotten Secrets is a little troublesome.

That's when to withdraw from these secrets.

As long as you still remember a little bit of this secret in your mind, then the secret will be brought out.

As we all know, if a secret is known by many people, it is no longer a secret.

"No, it's a secret."

Qingshan Jijiu withdrew his eyes and stopped watching, he was afraid that he would see something if he took a look.

The secret was already tricky.

As a historian, he will have fun if he extracts the secret.

But just looking away, Qingshan Jijiu suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He looked away again.

In his eyes, the entire underworld began to turn upside down.

Qingshan Jijiu's pupils shrank a little.

The entire underworld is like a plane.

Inappropriate metaphor, if the underworld is a calm lake.

The "secret" of the black hole above the underworld is a small boat.

Now, what Qingshan Jijiu saw was that the boat suddenly turned over and sank into the other side of the underworld.

But the problem is that there is no other side to hell.

Where it has time and space, it is because of the confrontation of "Fengdu" and other things that it has time and space in the strict sense.

Now this scene.

I have never seen Qingshan Jijiu.

"It's broken, what kind of stuff is this released?"

Qingshan Jijiu was really in a hurry this time.

Without saying a word, he ran to the underworld.

He himself opened the door to a dark path.

Then the red light shines.

Behind him, a gate of unknown height appeared, and from inside the gate, a large number of branches were revealed as if "through the mold"!

It is [Fengdu].

(End of this chapter)