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Based on the dragon body, build a ghost town in the underworld.

Bai Yujun understood almost instantly after hearing the words "Longjiaofeng". This ghost town of Fengdu was clearly built with the body of a dragon. No wonder the city walls are not straight, winding and undulating, like a snake coiling its body and protecting its head in the middle. .

The hill in the center of the city is the head of the dragon, and the palace is also built according to the location of the five senses such as the dragon head.

Shuangyin Mountain is the double horns of the dragon.

Fengdu Ghost City covers an area of ​​aurora, the hills are huge, the dragon horn peaks soaring into the gray mist that seems to hold up the underworld, and the black city walls are thousands of miles thick. Bai Yujun can't imagine how strong this dragon is.

Standing on the street and looking left and right, a certain white felt that he was still young.

"I don't know the ruins for tens of thousands of years. What did the gods and beasts eat to grow so big in ancient times?"

He should be dead, otherwise he wouldn't let other creatures build buildings on his body, and countless ghosts would live there. Who killed the giant dragon and used its corpse to build the ghost town of Fengdu?

After the death of the dragon, the body and soul slowly returned to the origin of heaven and earth.

There are powerful people who use mana to consolidate the corpse and build the strongest central ghost city in the underworld. It is difficult for foreign enemies to break through the underworld.

A certain white slender jade finger touched the bridge of her pretty nose which was slightly raised, wondering if it would be beneficial to analyze it.

"Dragon Falls must have treasures hidden. Others can't find the treasures and can only take some worthless things in the end. The treasures must be hidden somewhere in the dragon's head and hide them with secret methods."

Look around.

Go to the base of the wall, sit down and rest against the wall, and press the stone bricks on the ground with small hands.

Where there is land, there are earth veins, and earth veins must breed dragon energy to form dragon veins, whether it is plain or high mountains, Bai Yujun wants to try to find the location of the ghost town earth veins.

Dragon Qi goes deep into the ground and continues to search.

Close your eyes, calm down...

Naihe Bridge.

The ricketed Granny Meng smiled and scooped up a scoop of water to drink, but she couldn't taste anything.

He turned his head to look at the ghost town and seemed to be waiting in the opposite direction. He muttered something in his mouth that he couldn't remember for thousands of years. It was the first time that a living dragon came to the underworld.

The black-gray palace in the ghost town on the hill is full of candles, and the king wearing a mighty military robe is looking through the incomplete ancient books, but his eyes are looking at the street down the mountain, and in his pupil is a girl in fairy armor leaning on the wall.

The eighteen layers of **** are filled with black and red, and the horror cannot be described in words.

A golden cassock monk raised his head and stared silently...

Bai Yujun couldn't sense too much at a superficial level of cultivation, but he vaguely knew who was peeping from a distance. The dragon energy that went deep into the ground did find the bones of the dragon, but he couldn't distinguish other specific details.

I wanted to examine it carefully, and pondered for a moment.

Take back the dragon energy and give up the search.

He stood up and clapped his hands to dust off the paper dust on it, picked up the little doll who had been a ghost with his grandfather's grandfather's daddy, and threw it aside. What a pitiful family.

"Xianjiang... Xianjiang will take me to heaven to see~"

"It's so good for a little kid to stay in the underworld. For you, yin is like honey, yang is like poison, and the sun and moon are shining in the sky. If you want to be burned to ashes, go and see."

The little old ghost fell off and caught up again.

"Where are you going now?"

"Go back to heaven to bask in the sun. If you want to go, you can follow. Be careful if you fall off the Wangchuan River and can't climb up. Honestly, if you are a ghost in this underworld, maybe you will become a ghost immortal in the future.

Bai Yujun gave up and planned to go back to Heaven to rest. No matter who wants to make trouble for himself, I don't!

The little old ghost doll sighed.

"That's fine. It's really tiring if you really do a bad job. It's better to drink a bowl of Meng Po soup and jump into the reincarnation and start over again. It's not fun."

A white head did not wave back.

"Goodbye little brother~"

Quickly swept through the gloomy and dark ghost city, hurried back to the Heavenly Soldiers to rest in the formation, called and summoned all the men to return to the ghost gate to go to heaven. What I didn't know was that Meng Po smiled and poured soup for the ghosts.

...

Fuliang country.

In the palace, the fourth son of the emperor, Zhong Qi, stared blankly at the **** who read the imperial edict.

Become a prince? Feeling all very unreal? It was unbelievable like a dream.

"His Royal Highness is still not accepting the decree to thank you?"

The **** kindly reminded.

Zhong Qi paused for a while before he came to his senses, and hurriedly stepped forward to take the imperial decree. In terms of etiquette, he did not need to kneel or kowtow. He only needed to say thank you for taking the imperial decree. It's not a dream, what the white armor goddess will say is true!

"When our family saw His Highness, we knew that today must be today. Sure enough, only His Highness is the real candidate for the crown prince~"

"Gong Zhongguan has worked hard, but a little care can't be respected."

"His Royal Highness, don't do this, it's too late for this old slave to be happy, absolutely not~"

The old **** did not dare to accept the money, so Zhong Qi had to give up, saying that he would have time to drink tea and cook wine to send the old **** out of the door.

And the prince sat on the ground after closing the door, for fear that he was dreaming.

Everything is so unreal, I was still at home helplessly waiting for the nightmare to come, several brothers died, noble ministers and noble families did not dare to say a word~lightnovelpub.net~ Nuo Dachaotang became a priest, and the common people Knowing only the priest but not the court, he cursed the old father and the emperor until he grew old.

It is very strange to say.

Before, the father wanted to designate several brothers as crown princes to inherit the throne.

The strange thing is to see who is unlucky, who was hit by a carriage while shopping and laying at home, recovering from injuries, who had a hangover in a brothel, who was dismissed from office because of a mistake in participating in the court proceedings, and an inexplicable accident that caused the crown prince to hang for a long time, and his reputation was getting better and better. .

In the end, the selection of the prince fell to himself.

It is not possible to choose, and the rest of the brothers are unlucky enough to miss the throne.

Suddenly, I remembered what the white armored general said.

"Do you still remember where the dorm master lives? Hurry up and prepare gifts, and Ben Gong will go to meet him in person. By the way, bring all the money at home!"

For people in ancient times, it took many days to waste a seemingly close distance.

The crown prince of Fuliang Kingdom went to the countryside with gold and silver, and after wandering around and wasting more than a month, he found the legendary Feilaifeng Zhuquan Temple.

The three old Huixian returned with a dozen taels of silver that they had finally obtained by means of alms, and they were very happy. After all, they were one step closer to rebuilding the Zhuquan Temple.

Their three wishes are not to become gods, immortals or Buddhas.

I just want to repair the Zhuquan Temple, and have a place to shelter from the wind and rain to cook and practice.

The silver has been covered with black substances all year round. Old Huixian was too lazy to wash it or was reluctant to wash it, for fear of falling off the scale because of it, he carried it in his arms and returned to the mountain happily.

The little stone walking in front saw many people at the entrance of the temple, and he was in a hurry.

"Stop! Let go of that door!"

Zhong Qi, who was bending over to support the rotten wooden door, was stunned for a moment, his strength was unbalanced, and he grabbed the wooden door into rotten **** and slipped down his fingers...

"This door...it really needs to be repaired."

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