Yu Dao Qiankun

Chapter 203 The Immortal Realm in the Underground Palace
The clay figurines in the Hall of All Things have part of the technology of the Emperor Ling, and are the epitome of civilization in an era.

Faced with this situation, Peng Yu and Zhuan Yun fled in despair.

Fortunately, it was inconvenient for the clay figurines to move around. After they escaped from the Hall of Hundred Things, they were not pursued.

Just when they stood still, they saw a terracotta warrior galloping on horseback in front of them.The clay figurine was passing through a series of traps, rushing over from the other end of the tunnel.

"Your Highness, I think of something."

"Shut up." Peng Yu broke out in a cold sweat, he also thought of it.

It is the custom of burials to regard death as life.After death, for the owner of the tomb to continue to enjoy the treatment during his lifetime.The funerary objects in the tomb will be made according to their lifetime.

This is especially true for the god emperors, who made all kinds of subjects out of clay figurines and paper figurines, and continued to enjoy the emperor's life in the underground palace after death.

Since Linghuang can make clay figurines from all walks of life, what about his civil servants and generals during his lifetime?

In the burial custom, the size of figurines of courtiers is much higher than figurines of musicians and craftsmen!
And those clay figurines of all kinds of arts can exert their supernatural powers, so what about the serious warrior figurines in front of them?Not to mention the war horse under his crotch, that is also a Tianma, right?

Furthermore, the clay figurines in the Hall of Everything are only the size of a thumb, but the clay figurines in front of you are as tall as a human!
"Get out!"

The two looked at each other and ran to the other end without thinking.

Fortunately, the underground palace in the atrium also has a space replacement, and the two jumped into another space area before the warrior figurines were about to catch up.

In the dark, the two rested while taking pills.

"If I'm not mistaken, the terracotta warrior should be the Marquis of Liyang in the past, right?" Peng Yu: "He can be said to be the confidant of King Gaoyang, why are you so afraid of him?"

"He is a confidant cultivated by the ancestors, isn't he also a courtier of the Linghuang? His Majesty the Linghuang is willing to keep his clay figurines. Do you think he will let me go alone?"

During his lifetime, Emperor Ling made clay figurines for his civil servants and generals, hoping that all of them would accompany him after death.And several important ministers who were closer to each other were buried in the emperor's mausoleum after death, and established their own underworld beside the Linghuang Palace.

Peng Yu and Zhuan Yun looked at each other and thought of one thing at the same time.

If Emperor Ling made clay figurines for all his courtiers, where are the clay figurines of King Gaoyang?

boom - boom -

The area was moving again, the two leaned on the wall, carefully waiting for the space transmission to complete.

The dead end ahead has been opened, revealing a wide hall.

The two of Peng Yu walked over, and suddenly countless torches lit up in the dark hall, reflecting the terracotta terracotta statue in the center.

Zhuan Yun's pupils contracted, and the first time he saw the terracotta warriors, he immediately grabbed Peng Yu's back and ran wildly.

Peng Yu threw countless talismans from the ring, and the cloudy sky directly enveloped the two of them.

They knew this figurine of civil servants, it was the great sage of Confucianism, the celestial master under the throne of Linghuang in the past—Wei Shaojun.

In other words, this man possessed the combat power of the fifth realm during his lifetime.

No, not only during his lifetime, but also how this clay figurine felt towards Peng Yu and the two of them, it is also a great sage!
"Is the craftsmanship of Linghuang's clay figurines so strong? Can you actually engrave clay figurines of the martial saint level?" Zhuan Yun was panicked and was about to step out of the hall.

Suddenly, an expressionless clay face appeared in front of his eyes.

The tip of his nose was only one chestnut rice away from the clay figurine, and Zhuan Yun could even feel the bone-chilling death.

He retreated quickly, and the mighty purple energy blasted towards Wei Shaojun.

The clay figurine of civil servants stretched out his right hand, and at some point, a golden pen appeared in his hand and tapped out slowly.

Countless words are flowing on the tip of the pen, and the righteousness forms a poem after another to dissipate the dense purple energy.

bang——

Zhuan Yun was sent flying by Hao Ran's righteousness, and hit the wall at the deepest part of the hall in one breath.

puff……

Spitting out blood, he fell from the wall.

He quickly took out a purple orb from his bosom and threw it into his mouth.

But the terracotta figurine was faster, and another white light flew by, and Peng Yu also flew over from a distance, knocking Zhuan Yun's Ziyun fairy pearl away.

"you--"

Not caring about cursing, Zhuan Yun hurried to pick it up.

This is his great holy spirit object, as long as he swallows the celestial bead, he can temporarily display a little power of primordial spirit and imitate the immortal monarch of primordial primacy.

But the terracotta figurines are very sensitive. With a light tap of the pen tip, the fairy bead was swept away with righteousness, and a word "seal" was written on it.

Not only that, he also used his other hand to forcibly take away the magical treasure that Peng Yu took out.

"This guy, is he so rich in combat experience? This is not a clay figurine at all, is it?" The innate purple energy around Zhuan Yun swallowed, and thousands of talisman lights formed various fairy arts.

With a turn of the nib of the civil servant's clay figurine, Zhuan Yun's immortal skills disappeared in an instant.

"It's distraction." Peng Yu's eyelids twitched wildly: "The souls of those people are definitely entrusted to these figurines of courtiers. This should be controlled by Wei Shaojun's distraction."

Thinking of this, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Wei Shaojun, Gu is a descendant of Queen Ling, and he is the direct descendant of Kunwu. Do you want to hurt Gu?"

Wei Shaojun's eyes flickered, and he stopped attacking.

dong dong -- dong dong --

When the drums sounded, his eyes turned blood red, and his attacks became more ruthless.

But soon, he recovered, and with a light shake of Haoran's righteousness, he sent the two of them out of the hall.

Before the two could catch their breath, the rapid drumbeat sounded again, and Wei Shaojun's clay figurine came out again.At this moment, he was filled with demonic energy all over his body.

"Feng." Pointing at the tip of the pen, the two were attracted, and gradually flew towards the tip of the pen, their bodies getting smaller and smaller.

In the end, the two were like two ants on the tip of a pen, and were easily captured by the figurines.

The two stood at the tip of the pen, like the top of another world.

"Is this the Shanhe brush inherited from the Confucian school? Did Emperor Ling give it to the clay figurines?" Zhuan Yun said in disbelief, "Shouldn't this brush be in Wei Shaojun's tomb?"

Although Wei Shaojun's tomb is just outside the Linghuang Palace, how can this pen not be in the hands of clay figurines?
Peng Yu looked at the world. This is the heaven and earth that comes with the magic pen, and the fairy spirit contained in it made him feel very familiar: "This pen is not genuine, but an imitation made by Grandpa Gao? But this imitation is probably not inferior. Genuine? It's a top-notch fairy treasure."

He tried to teleport through space, but he couldn't jump out of this space at all.

Afterwards, he saw two huge pillars appearing in the sky, slowly grabbing the two of them.

It was the clay figurine's finger, and he pinched the two of them from the tip of the pen.

His face was a little tangled, but he still wanted to crush the two of them to death.

At this moment, the first Marquis of Liyang appeared on a horse, and slashed at Wei Shaojun's finger with a knife.

Wei Shaojun made a decisive decision, gave up on the two of them, and urged his awe-inspiring righteousness to crush Tianma's head.

The Tianma screamed, and Liyanghou on his back flew away.

Shenhou mobilized the Gang Qi, rolled up Peng Yu and the two of them, and fled away.

The sound of the drum gradually faded away, Wei Shaojun regained his senses, looked at the direction in which Marquis Liyang was escaping, and instead of chasing him, he returned silently to the hall and turned into a clay figurine again.

……

The two of Peng Yu recovered and came to a safe place with the Marquis of Liyang.

The two looked at each other and quickly thanked Liyang Hou.In their hearts, the two men muttered: It seems that these clay figurines are sane, so he chased us just now, and there was no malice?

"Stay away from me." Liyang Hou Ni figurine said slowly: "My cultivation base is weaker than that of Senior Brother Wei. If the magic drum sounds, I can't resist it."

Peng Yu: "So, Tianshi Wei was controlled by that drum?"

"It's not just him. Even the Linghuang Palace was infected by that drum demon." Liyang Hou said solemnly: "You people who trespassed in the underground palace should have killed you. But the Linghuang Palace is in danger right now, and I need your help."

Just as Peng Yu was about to speak, Zhuan Yun hurriedly stopped him, pulled him behind him, and asked in a deep voice, "Senior, are you really the first Marquis of Liyang?"

"No. The real Marquis of Liyang was buried in the ancestral tomb of the Sun family, and the spirit has long since fallen asleep. The me in front of you is just a clay figurine made by His Majesty. Therefore, I can't beat Senior Brother Wei. After all, his spirit is next door, and he has already put him to death. Clay figurines are refined into incarnations."

Zhuan Yun narrowed his eyes: "So, what does Senior need our help?"

"Go to the clay figurine of the prince. If you want to deal with that drum, you must use his power to subdue demons."

(End of this chapter)