Under One Person: The Millennium Plan Exposed by Feng Baobao

At this time, Canglong's short and fat body stood in front of everyone.

"How can you get intelligence without a little bit of numerology?"

Zhang Chulan couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he saw that Canglong was actually a sorcerer.

"That would be great, please start calculating now!"

Zanglong loosened his belt and then sat cross-legged on the floor.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of true energy rushed straight to his forehead, and he successfully entered the inner scene.

But not long after entering the interior, Zanglong's body began to tremble violently and his face became extremely ugly.

next second.

Zanglong suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of fear.

Although everyone thought Canglong had only sat down for a short while, in the interior view, Canglong had already spent more than half an hour.

Zanglong looked at the people around him and let out a long sigh.

"I really, I really, really shouldn't have gone there."

"Luckily, I have a special skill for escaping, otherwise, the small flame of the fireball would have burned my consciousness to death."

Zhang Chulan's heart moved.

"Canglong, you mean to say that there is no answer at all."

"This means that this zombie ancestor general has not yet completed his mission. We are very likely to encounter this zombie ancestor general in the future!"

"By that time, will the world be destroyed?"

Zanglong nodded after hearing Zhang Chulan's analysis.

"Well, I guess you could think of it that way."

"But I think it's not that easy. Before asking this question, I asked myself how many years I would live."

"My life expectancy is 89 years. This means that at least before I reach 89, this general will not take any action."

After hearing what Canglong said, everyone admired him sincerely.

You are really a smart bunch.

At this moment, Feng Baobao continued to read the notes in her hand.

Since I can't find Jiang Chen, I might as well look for the location of the Ancient One's cultivation method, the Breath of Ether.

I don't know if it's because the Aether Breath isn't there or because it's too influential, but I only got a vague location through my inner vision, which is the Atlantic Ocean.

[The power of the Goddess Dokuho can still last for more than two hours, which is more than enough to reach the Atlantic Ocean using the Sky Ladder.]

[Then I built a ladder to heaven and rushed towards the Atlantic Ocean.]

About half an hour later, I arrived at the center of the Atlantic Ocean. Next, I headed to the bottom of the ocean. Unfortunately, I hadn't learned water escape, so I could only use underwater breathing magic to explore.

"what?"

Zanglong was a little surprised.

"Does the owner of this notebook also know magic?"

The others were the same, looking shocked.

Zhang Chulan nodded.

"The owner of this notebook studied at Flamel College and Victor College, so it's not surprising that he knows some magic."

When he heard about Flamel College, Zang Long was a little surprised.

"Is this actually the place?"

"As far as I know, Dean Taber of Flamel College is now dead, and many other instructors died with him. Only a few instructors who were on vacation have survived."

The old Taoist priest, who had been silent the whole time, was a little shocked.

"what!"

"Taber is dead? When?"

When Canglong saw that it was the old Taoist priest asking the question, he did not dare to be negligent.

"Old Heavenly Master, Dean Taber died about a week ago. It's said that a monster was released from Flamel College, and this monster killed everyone in the college at the time, including Dean Taber."

"Before he died, Dean Taber set up a magic barrier, and the monster inside couldn't escape."

"But I heard that Eagle Country has sealed off that place, so nothing should happen for the time being."

At this time, the old Taoist priest thought of the guy trained by his father.

I don’t know if it has anything to do with him.

Zhang Chulan and Xu San, who knew all the contents of the notes, also thought of it. They looked at each other and said nothing.

At this time, Feng Baobao continued to read the remaining contents of the notes.

Just as I was about to enter the center of the Atlantic Ocean to explore, a faint mirage appeared before me in the distance.

[This mirage is an isolated island with no grass growing on it and only a stone tablet standing on it.]

[Duo Kuohuo told me that it was not a mirage, but an island sealed by some kind of natural barrier.]

[It's a short-lived moment now. If I go over there, she can open the barrier for me.]

I knew this opportunity was fleeting, so I came to this isolated island without hesitation. Here, I felt an indescribable sensation, and the flow of my inner Qi increased by three times.

When I arrived at the stone tablet, I discovered that it contained a story. No, it wasn't a story, but an event that had happened.

[This is an event recorded during the Three Emperors period.]

Hearing that it was as far back as the Three Emperors period, everyone pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

There are only a few opportunities like this in a lifetime.

……

After Yinglong helped the Yellow Emperor defeat the Yan Emperor and Chiyou, he was not allowed to return to heaven because he had killed Kuafu. He then lived in the south, causing heavy rain in the south.

Yinglong had a son named Huangbo, who loved rain from birth, and he particularly loved the rainbow in the sky after the rain.

At that time, there was a Taoist named Shufang, who had received instruction from the Heavenly Emperor and had mastered the art of creating a rainbow. So the emperor's uncle disguised himself as a beautiful woman and approached Shufang, hoping he could teach him some of the technique. However, during intercourse, his true form was revealed. Shufang had already seen through this, but because he favored male sexuality, he didn't expose her.

[So he privately taught the rainbow-forming method taught by the Heavenly Emperor to his uncle, who then used it to practice at the ends of the earth.]

Instantly, the tide rose ten thousand feet, creating countless mists. Within this mist, a rainbow of nine colors suddenly appeared. This rainbow, with its nine colors constantly changing, was able to communicate with countless ghosts and gods.

【Therefore, countless ghosts and gods stopped to watch.】

However, the Emperor of Heaven immediately learned of this matter. Secretly learning the Daoist techniques he taught was a serious crime, so he ordered his uncle's head to be cut off and thrown into the East China Sea, while the Taoist master was permanently imprisoned on an isolated island overseas.

[And what I stand on is the isolated island that suppresses Shu Fang.]

【Shu Fang was also freed because of my arrival. 】

【After seeing me, he just recited a poem.】

[Heaven and earth are connected, nurturing all spirits. Every word is a divine secret, every word is clear. I will grant you only two or three profound words, but if you cherish your life, do not listen. If you follow my command, I will also open my heart and offer my sincere love. Fear not the mere laws of heaven, and do not walk in vain in the vast mortal world.]

After finishing this poem, he pointed to the sky with one hand and to the earth with the other, then bowed to me and floated away.

[After this technique left, I realized that I had returned to the center of the Atlantic Ocean.]

[And a new spell appeared in my mind, called "Ghost God Cloud."]

[Goddess Dokuho told me that she had already taken me away from that deserted island. For some reason, she remained there for a full hour. Now she couldn't stay on my body any longer, otherwise my body would collapse.]

【From now on, I can only rely on myself for good luck. 】

Sorry guys, I forgot to schedule the chapter and almost missed it.

Chapter 183: The Magical Techniques Passed Down from Heaven: "Ghost God Xia"

After hearing about the adventures of the notebook owner, everyone felt dazed.

Wang Ergou's eyes were filled with amazement at this moment.

"Even this Dokuho goddess hasn't discovered the existence of this magic formula?"

“It’s almost unbelievable.”

Zanglong on the side explained.

"Perhaps every profession has its own specializations, and this technique might be good at hiding."

"What I'm most curious about is the spell "Ghost God Mist" that this recipe left for the owner of the notebook. I just don't know what this spell does. Could it be the same one used by the emperor in the story?"

"As soon as it is used, many ghosts and gods come to watch."

Zhang Chulan's eyes were sharp.

"maybe!"

"This is a technique passed down from the Emperor of Heaven!"

"Its power must be mysterious and unpredictable!"

"This ghost god Xia has no heavenly punishment, so nothing will go wrong when it is used."

Hearing Zhang Chulan say this, everyone around him agreed.

indeed.

I wonder how powerful this kind of magic will be when it is performed!

Thinking of this, everyone had a look of longing.

If they lived in that era, they would definitely be able to see many of today's legendary gods.

Zhang Chulan looked at Feng Baobao at this time.

"Sister Baoer, please continue."

Feng Baobao nodded.

Then he continued reading the notes in his hand.

[Although I no longer have the power of the goddess Dokuho, I'm here now, so I can't return empty-handed.]

【Then I cast a spell of underwater breathing on myself and entered the ocean.】

[I have to say this underwater breathing magic is incredibly powerful. I can actually ignore the underwater pressure and swim freely.]

Soon I arrived at the bottom of the ocean and saw an underwater city in the dark depths of the Atlantic Ocean.

The city is enormous, covering nearly 30,000 square kilometers. It's built entirely of massive boulders and home to countless deep-sea creatures. From where I stand, it resembles a gigantic, long-dead monster.

[All kinds of giant stone carvings, gorgeous reliefs, and magnificent stone statues are included. The architectural style of these buildings is very different from the city I saw in Antarctica before, even more different than the architectural differences between China and the West.]

Regarding this phenomenon, I can only regard it as the emergence of different cultural arts among these ancient people.

[Those in the ocean and on land don't even seem to be the same species.]

As I continued my search, I eventually saw some strange symbols on a pillar in the city's central square. I had a strong feeling they were related to the Ancient Ones' cultivation method, Aether Breath. However, I didn't recognize these symbols, so I had to ask a necromancer to summon the Ancient Ones' spirits to translate them for me.

After copying it, I left the seabed and luckily encountered a cargo ship. I escaped to the United States through the flames in its engine.

[Now, with the help of American scholars, the necromancer can have a say in American politics.]

[Because there are no holistic people in the United States, he often comes to the United States for exchanges and visits.]

After I found the necromancer, I directly gave him the strange symbols I had copied from the pillars in the center of the Ancient City.

[The necromancer also cooperated with me to complete the translation.]

[Afterwards, the necromancer told me that this wasn't some kind of cultivation method for the Breath of Ether, but rather a record of the location of a weapon used by the Ancients to defeat the great race of Is.]

[This weapon is called the Cosmic Light. As long as it has enough energy, it can travel through time and space at will.]

Hearing the extremely unfamiliar terms in the notes, Wang Ergou couldn't help but start asking questions.

"Zhang Chulan, can you tell us what this ancient, great race, the Yis, is?"

"What kind of race would actually use a weapon that can travel through time and space? It's simply unbelievable!"