Chapter 927: The fifth year of Yuanhuang (Part 7) [Please ask for monthly votes]


    Hearing Jimo Yu''s answer, the old man did not show an ecstasy expression. Instead, he looked at the other party vigilantly and questioned: "Since that''s the case, why didn''t you say it five years ago?"


    He relied on his strength and did not take the five people seriously.


    I don’t think they can hurt themselves at all.


    What the old man was worried about was some conspiracy behind it.


    Jimo Yu said, "I didn''t say it five years ago, of course because I didn''t know it at that time. However, since Shaobai returned from the holy land of mountains and seas, his divine power has made rapid progress. When I was paying the gods to sacrifice, I accidentally met with all the predecessors and received the order. You can also see that the old man is about to die, the oil is gone, and the lamp is dry, and I don''t know which day I will completely close my eyes. I will live up to my family''s education in this life, and I can''t go into the loess with regrets. While I can still leave, I will make up my wishes, otherwise I will be ashamed of my predecessors!"


    Jimo Yu said this sincerely.


    The old man could not see anything abnormal from his wrinkled face like a tree bark, and he believed it three times.


    Even though he scoffed at the evil spirits and monsters, gods and ghosts, he had seen the magical methods of the Gongxi tribe with his own eyes, and the first lord was born in the orthodox Gongxi tribe.


    He couldn''t help but believe some mysterious things.


    The old man was wary and relaxed, and his tone was a little gentle: "Oh, why did your body look like this?"


    You should know that Jimo Yu and the first lord are twins.


    The two have similar talents.


    If it is normal, living for two hundred years will not be a problem.


    Just like him, as long as he is willing, he can return to his youth in every minute. He asked again: "But there is still a rescue? I have many treasures that can prolong life, maybe..."


    Jimo Yu waved his hand and declined: "No, I''ll drag this old body, it''s meaningless to live for a long time..."


    Seeing that Jimo Yu had no intention of living, the old man no longer said anything. He just said that, and said a few politely, without any sincerity. Things like heavenly and earth treasures are hard to come by.


    The old man turned around and invited five people into the bamboo house.


    Over the past century, there are only ten fingers of people who have stepped into bamboo houses.


    Five guests came at one time today.


    Jimo Yu looked at the decorations in the bamboo house with his turbid eyes.


    He praised: "Chehou is elegant."


    The furnishings in the bamboo house are very tasteful.


    It is not obvious that it is a reckless man''s residence at all.


    The old man sat down and poured himself a cup of tea.


    "I''m bored and messing around."


    He was trapped in this deep mountain for more than a hundred years. At first, he was not used to it. He missed his former glory and wealth in a crazy way. He even ordered people to build a palace mansion on the hillside, and his wives, concubines and children moved in. However, time is ruthless and beautiful women grow old. Even if a fresh concubine is sent, his freshness will be maintained shorter and shorter, and he is even less interested in women. In the decades after that, even the power was not so attractive. Only the yearning for freedom is becoming more and more vigorous. Logically speaking, he should be so excited that he is on the verge of losing control, but his mood becomes calm.


    Even if freedom is right in front of him, he is calm and composed.


    After a few greetings, he found that he overestimated himself.


    Jimo Yu''s greetings made him anxious.


    Seeing the impatientness between the eyebrows and eyes was about to be suppressed, Jimo Yu coughed and said what he wanted to hear the most: "Please take us to the underground palace and let Shaobai remove the shackles for you."


    The old man''s eyes lit up: "Natural."


    As he said that, his eyes fell to Fang Yan and the other two: "I remember that they are not from the Gongxi tribe, so I took them to the underground palace?"


    The things suppressed by the underground palace are related to the secrets of the Gongxi clan.


    It’s not good to let outsiders see it casually?


    Jimo Yu smiled weakly: "It''s okay, I''m here to bring them here today. The underground palace is unsealed, and my life is coming to an end. I have no worries in this life, but this disciple is only six years old, afraid that he can''t stand the blow."


    He brought Fang Yan and his friends purely to allow them to comfort Jimo Qiu, who was crying behind them.


    The old man stopped talking about it when he saw this.


    The secret of the Gongxi clan has nothing to do with him.


    "You come with me!"


    The moment the old man stood up, his snow-white hair dyed black instantly, and his shriveled and loose skin became full in one breath, becoming smooth and elastic. From an old man to a burly and majestic middle-aged man, he vaguely exudes a compelling aura! A pair of tiger eyes faintly flowed with horrifying light.


    This person is indeed a twenty-sixth-class marquis.


    I just don’t know how many years he has entered this state.


    Jimo Yu followed him weakly, lowering his eyes slightly, and holding the dark and complex calculations under his eyes-


    His life is not long, and he will take away a difficult problem before his death. This is the only thing he can do for Jimo Qiu. He doesn''t do this, and when the truth in the underground palace is revealed, this person will never let Jimo Qiu go. At the same time, this move is also atonement. We do not expect to gain the understanding of our tribe members, but only hope to reduce our sins.


    “Shaobai…”


    Jimoqiu, who was beside him, looked down at him: "Teacher."


    The tone was faintly pitiful and aggrieved.


    When he went out today, Jimo Yu repeatedly declared and ordered him. No matter what he heard him talked to others, he could not speak. The answer can only be answered unless the teacher allows it.


    He just kept talking.


    When I was paying sacrifices to the gods last time, I didn’t meet any predecessors and heroes. He knew that the teacher was lying.


    Blinking his eyes and keeping his mouth shut.


    Jimo Yu looked at the entrance of the underground palace located below the bamboo house and sighed: "In the future, you must walk steadily."


    Jimo Qiu nodded: "Yes."


    Jimo Yu reminded again: "The rice should be delicious."


    Jimo Qiu: "Yes."


    "You can''t stay up late, drink, gamble, fool around, and stay away at night... You have to wait until the next high priest takes over your position in marriage. If you have a woman you like in the future, remember to bring it here for your master. You don''t have to carry the mission of the Gongxi clan to continue, so don''t have more children, it''s great if you don''t have one..."


    In the future, the beloved disciple can only walk by himself.


    The road to the underground palace is very long.


    But he has more words to give advice.


    The old man leading the way in front did not want to destroy the atmosphere of Jimo Yu saying his last words at first, but he couldn''t help but interrupt: "No wonder your Gongxi tribe is not very crowded. If you want your family to prosper, you have to sleep more women and have more children. With his strength, marrying ten or eight is not too much. Each woman holds two in three years and has three in five years. It won''t take long to get the population..."


    Speaking of which, the first lord has the same virtue.


    He kept saying "How can a real man become a family if he has not achieved his hegemony?" As a result, as soon as he died, the Wu Kingdom that he had worked hard to conquer was completely over. Whenever there were a few children at that time, these old ministers could also guard the young master to retreat.


    After he recovers his vitality, he can still fulfill his unfinished ambitions.


    Why do people feel uneven and the trees fall and money scatter?


    So, children should have more children.


    Jimo Yu had a dark face: "Does it be a breeding?"


    The old man said, "It''s a pity that such a good species is not worthy of it."


    He was not accustomed to Jimo Yu at all.


    Jimo Yu had twins like the first lord, and he was dozens of years older than the first lord. If you really want to talk about seniority, Jimo Yu can call him great-grandfather. He thought it was not irritating enough and continued to talk, "Speaking of it, you have twin children with the first lord. If you have children, you are also the first lord in terms of blood. Huh? Let''s talk about it, do you have children? Where are you?"


    Jimo Yu asked: "What are you doing?"


    The old man said, "Give Qiguo a gift to him."


    Jimo Yu endured the blue veins on his forehead.


    "Aren''t Qiguo''s ancestors the descendants of your old master?"


    "That''s just an adoptive person. If it were the first lord''s parents and children, those old brothers would not have been divided back then..." The old man said indifferently, "After the first lord''s death, there was no heir at his knees, and some people were restless. At that time, the important officials discussed that they would support the adopted heir, but they had differences in the adoptive candidates. At that time, Wu Guo was already very angry, and they fought openly and secretly for different heir candidates, and finally broke up the group."


    Everyone chooses his heir who is beneficial to them.


    The result of disagreement is a collapse.


    The Wu Kingdom is established quickly and collapses quickly.


    The current Qi Kingdom royal family advocates that their ancestors are descendants of the Wu Kingdom, so naturally they use this incense to gain his support.


    It is precisely because of his support that Qiguo was re-established after several destruction of the country. Qiguo has a great ambition. Every time he is destroyed, they want to expand their territory, but the neighboring countries think so. The old man thought of worshiping the first lord for a hundred years in Qiguo, so he reluctantly gave some care. If you can have the bloodline of the First Lord in your hand, what is the point of Qiguo? You can also use this trump card to collect old people who are still alive and descendants of the power of the first lord. It is impossible to restore Wu Kingdom, and it is not difficult to become a giant.


    By then—


    The old man''s ambition that had been forced to remain silent for many years was ready to move.


    However, it was a pity that Jimo Yu poured him cold water. He said expressionlessly: "Oh, it''s a pity that I''ve been alone and widowed all my life, without a wife, without children, and ruined your plan."


    The old man was reborn as a senior man and slapped hard: "Does the men from your Gongxi tribe all have serious illnesses? They are not even interested in women. Do you have hidden illnesses?"


    Fang Yan and others couldn''t stand it anymore.


    As a result, Jimo Yu''s answer became even more explosive.


    "Oh, how do you know? What my brother told you?"


    The old man wanted to turn around and slap him to death. He now believes that Jimo Yu and the First Lord are twins, and his character is exactly the same as that. He dares to say anything: "Shut up, don''t slander the name behind the First Lord."


    Jimo Yu rolled his eyes: "He was a sinner who killed his biological mother and his tribe members. What other names can he have after his death?"


    The biggest sinner of the Gongxi clan!


    The old man was surprised: "Kill the biological mother?"


    "One of the five high priests who died." According to the rule that has been passed down by the Gongxi clan for many years, the clan leader and the high priest are usually two people, mostly one man and one woman. The high priest is a woman, and the clan leader is a man, who is responsible for different parts.


    Their brothers have grown up in honeypots since they were born.


    At the age of six, he went to the altar of the clan. The gods descended the oracle and selected his brother as the high priest. After a conspiracy with the tribe, they had a good relationship with each other, so they simply let Jimo Yu be the candidate for the tribe leader. The brother was still jealous, and the father and father took Jimo Yu to learn how to be the patriarch, and the father and son were closer.


    What the high priest needs to learn is a torture for his active brother. In addition, the gods are very willful in choosing the high priest to take office, and there is more than one choice during the same period. My brother was not selected, and his mentality collapsed, and he became more and more eager for the outside world.


    In short, one step is wrong, every step is wrong.


    As for why Jimo Yu became a high priest? Of course, the candidates who were trained by the clan died in that storm. In addition, Jimoxing, the former high priest, wanted to recover from his wounds, so he was inexplicably selected.


    The old man looked embarrassed: "The first lord didn''t mention it at that time."


    Jimo Yu looked cold: "He insisted on rebelling out of the clan despite the obstruction, so his mother cut off relations with him."


    The old man was unhappy that his first lord was criticized by Jimo Yu.


    I couldn''t help but say back: "Aren''t you betrayed?"


    Jimo Yu: "Yes, but because of him, when I left the tribe, I didn''t even have a blood relative to stop me..."


    Old man: “…”


    He decided not to speak before arriving at the underground palace.


    Jimo Yu also wanted to give Jimo Qiu a few last words, but he thought about it and said that what he should say had been repeated countless times, sighing and not speaking anymore. Jimoqiu is a person favored by God. God will protect him, and he is destined to be lonely and ups and downs.


    The underground palace road is very long, but no matter how long the road is, it has an end. Jimo Yu hasn''t walked such a long road for a long time. Even if someone is supporting him, he still breathes. He looked up at the tightly closed door at the end of the tunnel. The door was three feet high and two feet wide, made of iron but not iron, copper but not copper. There were circles on both sides of the door, and there were figures on the door.


    Jimo Yu stood in front of the door, looking up at the figure.


    Soon, tears filled my eyes and fell.


    Others didn''t bother him.


    Uncle Lin Si saw Fang Yan touching the wall.


    He asked in a low voice: "What''s wrong?"


    Fang Yan said: "It feels like the texture of a tree..."


    He had long discovered this authentic weirdness.


    The walls of ordinary tunnels are covered with bricks and stones. This tunnel is more like hollow wood. It is just lightly tapped, but the sound it makes is similar to jade. This is the first time I have seen such a strange building. Before Uncle Lin could speak, he heard Jimo Yu raise his hand and stroke the Jumen and whisper, "It''s a tree."


    "What?"


    Jimo Yu said in a surprising way: "This tunnel, this underground palace, and even this mountain are actually a tree."


    Fang Yan was surprised: "It''s not rotten?"


    Jimo Yu did not answer here.


    He turned his head and asked, "Shaobai, do you know who this person is in the door?"


    Jimo Qiu shook his head: "I don''t know."


    The figure on the door is a back, without a front face.


    Jimo Yu sighed and said, "She is my mother."


    "Teacher''s mother?"


    Jimo Yu said, "Yes, my mother."


    Fang Yan and the others sighed.


    According to the situation in front of you, Jimo Yu had difficulty walking out of the underground palace alive. After going around in circles, the mother and son had been separated for a hundred years and were sleeping in the same place for a long time. Such fate makes people feel sad and sympathetic.


    Even the old man was surprised for a moment.


    He really didn''t know that the high priest who transformed into this mountain was actually the biological mother of Jimo Yu and the previous lord, and he was moved for a moment.


    But this emotion was quickly replaced by rage.


    Jimo Yu packed up his emotions and performed a very strange etiquette towards the gate: "My younger generation Jimo Yu, asks to see Jimoshuang, the ancestors of the clan, and asks the heroes of the ancestors to show up and see them."


    As soon as he finished speaking, the relief on the door came alive.


    He turned slowly, revealing a peerless face. Her eyebrows and eyes were filled with compassion, and she opened her lips: "What''s the matter?"


    Jimo Yu looked at this person with nostalgia.


    Don’t forget the serious matters: “Please give the seal to the ancestors.”


    The old man reacted as soon as he heard the word "seal", and his tiger''s eyes opened angrily: "No, how could it be that the seal was lowered?"


    Raise his hand to grab Jimo Yu’s shoulder.


    The figure relief on the door was faster than him.


    In an instant, he lost contact with the powerful martial arts in his body, and his feet were firmly absorbed by the ground beneath his feet. His hand he poked out was caught by Jimo Qiu, and he couldn''t move: "Jimo Yu-"


    Suddenly, he felt a moment of panic.


    Jimo Yu turned to him, pointed the crutch at the ground, the giant figure''s relief eyes were a little kind, and the old man smiled angrily.


    "No matter what you are going to do, how long do you think this imprisonment can imprison me?" The old man''s eyes burst into murderous intent.


    Jimo Yu: "At most thirty breaths."


    The old man said in a silence: "You know too!"


    Jimo Yu smiled brightly at him, and his wrinkles gathered: "Not to mention thirty breaths, three breaths are enough."


    Then, he raised his hand and pointed his sword at his forehead.


    He said to Jimo Qiu: "Disciple, I will give you a great gift before my master''s death, and from then on, I will not be bound again!"


    [Borrow flowers to offer Buddha]!


    The old man was shocked to find that he was not only unable to move all over, but he could not even feel his body, but his body moved: "Here is my teacher, disciple, come!"


    The old man saw him raising his hand and waving his sleeves.


    The originally closed door opened with a bang.


    Exposed the underground palace hall that should have sealed countless insects.


    As a result, there was nothing inside the hall.


    Only a strange altar in the center is towering.


    The old man roared: "What are you doing? Jimo Yu?"


    My eyes were so angry that I didn''t realize the problem in the underground palace for a moment.


    Jimo Yu did not respond, but just asked Jimo Qiu to put the soft "Jimo Yu" aside and stepped onto the altar with him. Yes, Jimo Yu is now controlling the old man''s body: "You three are guarding below, just protect the Dharma."


    Stepping onto the altar, the master and apprentice sat opposite each other.


    "Shaobai, close your eyes and hold Yuan Shuyi."


    The old man soon knew what Jimo Yu was going to do.


    Because he found that the movement of martial energy in the meridians of his body was actually reversed, and there was only one kind of martial energy that actively controlled the countercurrent!


    [Revelation]!


    "Damn it, Jimo Yu, you beast!"


    "Stop me!"


    ?|ω`)


    There will be some additional supplements later.


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    (This chapter ends)