Under One Person: I, the Zombie King of the Ming Dynasty, was dug up

Chapter 47: In the basement of Japan, the coffin of King Zhao was found!

Chapter 47: In the basement of Japan, the coffin of King Zhao was found!
Joaquina is called "grandmother-in-law" by the king, and regards King Nathan as a little guy. She is willing to protect the king even at the cost of her life.

He is the oldest of the nine royal guards.

Her knowledge is far beyond what others can compare to.

Alfonso said, "We still rely on the Ming Dynasty. What can a prince do?"

Elijah also laughed and agreed, "Alfonso is right. Living for 600 years is not a big deal. Can't Seventeen on the island do it, too?"

"If the Ming Dynasty had not been so powerful, how could our king have recognized this so-called Celestial Empire?"

The seventeen he mentioned was Ruan Feng, the owner of the Saint Thief's Six Treasures. Immortality was only one of the characteristics of these eight wonders.

No matter how strong you are, it still counts as a mortal, unless you can become an immortal!

"What if King Zhao really became an immortal?"

Joaquina's words seemed to seal the mouths of all the Iron Guards. They were all silent, but their eyes were wide open.

"No, that's impossible." Elijah said stutteringly.

Joaquina rolled his glasses and said in a deep voice: "King Zhao is a god-like figure. The sacred tree recognizes him. This is the first time for the sacred tree."

Although this statement was a bit strange, all the Iron Guards knew it clearly.

Those who gain the recognition of the sacred tree will definitely stay on Nasen Island, either as a citizen of the gods, or as a guard or king!

Such an outsider was actually recognized?
Or scared
No one dared to think too much.

"Because one person recognizes a country and takes a humble attitude. This is the first time, the first time!" said Joaquina.

Alfonso came out of his shock and said, "Is that so? It seems that King Zhao is indeed not a simple person. Should we help him?"

Elijah snorted coldly, "Nason Island is busy taking care of itself right now, let alone King Zhao. Let's just get the current things done first."

"Well said!"

King Nathan set the tone.

"We are only being targeted by Behemoth's people, but Dongying Island is being targeted by all the strange people in the world, all of whom want to get a piece of the immortality magic passed down from King Zhao's coffin."

"The secrets and treasures of King Zhao are much more attractive than the so-called Eight Wonders!"

"If King Zhao can't even survive this disaster, there's nothing we can do."

Alfonso said, "This is best!"

indeed.

They admitted that King Zhao was very strong, the kind of strength that seemed unique in all generations. It can be said that because of the appearance of King Zhao, there has never been anyone like him in later generations.

But times have changed.

The strength of the alien is just that of an individual.

In this era, it is not fists that matter, but hot weapons.

Humanity’s supreme weapon, nuclear weapons, are of a level that can destroy the entire Nason Island in an instant.

Of course, the use of nuclear weapons is strictly prohibited in the world today, but who can guarantee it?
To use the words of some high-ranking human leaders, I may not need nuclear weapons, but I cannot live without them.

Even though you know I won't use it easily, I still own it.

This is what is called a chain of suspicion.

With the mentality of one for one, we have to think twice even if the Trisolarans come.

Elijah said, "King, let's deal with the current situation first."

Wang nodded slightly.

Nathan Island is in big trouble now!
Japan.

Somewhere underground.

The space is dark and the crypt is damp.

A coffin stands in the center.

The brilliant paper talismans on it were trembling.

Several Yin-Yang masters dressed in ghost costumes were sitting cross-legged around, with Qi rolling out of their bodies and lingering around the coffin.

The talisman array suppresses evil spirits with the changes of the five elements and yin and yang.

The Japanese people regarded the red oak coffin as a Yin object.

But the clear dragon energy in the coffin is so strong, how can it be suppressed?

"puff--"

An Onmyoji vomited blood and fell asleep.

"Oh no, the coffin is moving, call the shikigami!"

One Yin Yang Master roared. Seeing this, the other three Yin Yang Masters did not dare to neglect it at all.

But they knew what kind of monster was in the coffin.

"Hongmaru, come out!"

An Onmyoji roared.

A vicious dog with red hair and black eyes jumped out from the talisman formation.

"Roar--"

The momentum is indeed huge, but what can it do in the face of the coffin?

For a moment, I felt like I was drawing my sword and looking around, feeling confused.

Without saying a word, the Yin Yang Master inserted his fingertips into Hongwan's body. It whined and collapsed to the ground.

"It's hard on you."

The Yin Yang Master looked away.

Blood flowed up along his fingers, and his originally pale body actually turned slightly red.

"town!"

The Yin-Yang Master pointed his finger forward and the talisman formation started to work again.

Not enough, not enough at all.

The golden dragon energy was flowing, and seemed to be developing towards the direction of becoming a spirit.

If the dragon energy really turns into a spirit, all the talisman arrays on the coffin will be unveiled, and the person inside will crawl out, and everyone present will die!

"Do you really want me to kill Benimaru if you don't help?"

The Yin-Yang Master roared in anger as he saw that the others did nothing.

It's such bad luck to be associated with these idiots!
Seeing this, the other three Onmyoji could only summon their own Shikigami, which also hurt themselves.

With just a simple poke of the finger, the Shikigami that you have cultivated with great difficulty will be seriously damaged.

The Onmyojis felt as if their hearts were being cut by a knife.

But the effect is good.

The entire space was filled with Qi.

The talisman formation operates according to the Zhoutian formation.

The flow of the golden dragon energy in the coffin slowed down, and the rustling sound of the talisman paper also weakened slightly.

invalid
It doesn't work at all.

"call--"

The four Yin Yang Masters let out a breath of foul air at the same time.

This coffin is very evil. It’s been more than 600 years old, but it’s still so spiritual. It can’t be opened or suppressed. What’s going on?
Before the four of them had time to relax, an old man walked in:

"how's it going?"

The summoner of the Red Maru Shikigami shook his head and said, "I can't hold on any longer. This coffin is too evil. No matter what you do, it's useless. It's only a matter of time before the coffin is broken."

The old man scowled.

"When I first arrived here, I was able to use Qi and blood sacrifices in shifts. After three days, simple Qi and blood sacrifices could no longer suppress the situation. I had to use auxiliary formations, but only three days had passed and the formations were completely useless. I had to use Shikigami to draw blood and increase their spirits to barely alleviate the situation."

"That is to say, this coffin still needs their spiritual blood supply. Why does it feel like we have invited back a living god?"

"There is nothing we can do now. Nothing works. In a few days, the coffin will be opened."

The Yin-Yang Master's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, accusing him of the difficulty of the task.

The old man was silent.

The Yin Yang Master said in a muffled voice: "If it really doesn't work, let's leave it to the government. This thing is a hot potato right now. In the past few days, the outside world's temptations to us have obviously increased."

The old man closed his eyes tightly, obviously unwilling to give in.

They originally wanted to gain some benefits from Zhu Li.

They didn't believe that a great man from six hundred years ago would not have left anything good in his coffin.

They didn't think much about it and just took the job.

Even in the ancient and modern times, the King of Zhao had been lying in the curtain for 600 years!
I've been dead for 600 years, can you still jump up and hit me?

The answer is yes, yes.

Dividing line.
ps: I have manuscripts saved, I have manuscripts saved. As long as you have a monthly ticket, even if there is only one, I will add an additional chapter on the same day!
(End of this chapter)

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