Heaven rewards those who work hard: There is no bottleneck in my martial arts

Chapter 140 Entering the bottom of the lake, the last emperor of Yin

Zhao Hongming sat in the sedan chair, surrounded by all the imperial guards, and went to the gate of the Wang family compound.

Zhang Yi, who had been guarding here for a long time, led the people below to salute, "Your Highness."

Zhao Hongming walked out of the sedan and asked, "How is the situation now?"

"As His Highness expected, there are strange things under the lake."

Zhang Yi raised his head and said seriously: "However, someone has come out alive. That person is a leader of a martial arts faction. He is in his 80s and has a cultivation level of the Xiantian realm. According to his dictation, there is a large space under the lake. It’s the tomb of the Yin King’s family, and there are indeed some secrets, and many people died in it.”

The ancient tomb of the Yin royal family?
Is this what the Wang family and the others have planned so hard for?
"Such as this martial artist in the Xiantian realm, how much has he entered?"

Zhao Hongming then asked. He wanted to judge the degree of danger under the lake.

"Reporting to Your Highness, if the statistics are correct, there are almost eighteen innate warriors who have entered the bottom of the lake in the past three days, and there are already 500 warriors who have gone down."

Zhang Yi reported the rough statistics of these days one by one.

He had collected all the information about the martial arts forces in Luling before, and he had some impressions of the key figures in those martial arts forces, so when Zhao Hongming asked, he knew it well.

Seeing Zhang Yi's fluent answers, Zhao Hongming also had a rough judgment on the situation of the Wang family's Yin State tomb.

Five hundred warriors, eighteen innate talents, if there is another warrior of the martial arts realm, it can be equivalent to a second-rate martial arts power in the Wei state.

If he insisted on going his own way and insisted on going deep, he might take all the newly formed Wei Wuzu into it.

Zhang Yi asked: "Your Highness, do you want to go directly down now?"

"No hurry, I've been waiting for three days, and I'm not in a hurry for a while." Zhao Hongming said, "Go there first and have a look."

"This way, Your Highness, please." Zhang Yi turned sideways to make way.

This was not his first visit to the Wang Family Courtyard. He was already familiar with the road and walked to the Wang Family's artificial lake without the guidance of others.

When he was about to move forward, Zhang Yi stopped him and said, "Your Highness, if you want to observe, you should not show up directly. Come this way."

Zhao Hongming was taken to a study by Zhang Yi.

From this position, the entrance to the bottom of the lake can be clearly seen.

When Zhao Hongming walked in, Wu Qi was sitting on the chair, looking at the map of the long case and thinking hard, with a cloud of gloom between his brows.

When Wu Qi saw Zhao Hongming, he hurriedly put down what he was doing and came to salute: "I have seen His Royal Highness King Wu."

Zhao Hongming asked casually, "What is General Wu doing here?"

Wu Qi replied: "I looked at the map sent by Your Highness earlier, and found that although the terrain of Ying County has some advantages, there are still many places that are easy for military strategists to attack. If an enemy country invades, we cannot stop it with our current strength."

Zhao Hongming's eyes became a little more serious.

Throughout his journey, he has been able to achieve today through careful handling. He can't relax his vigilance when the situation is slightly opened up.

However, such a "coincidence" is a bit too coincidental.

Zhao Hongming said: "From General Wu's point of view, how many troops does Ying County need?"

Wu Qi thought about it, and reported a number: "If it is Wei Wuzu, it only needs [-], if it is the stragglers recruited in the past, it will be about [-], so that we can rest easy."

Zhao Hongming did not believe Wu Qi's one-sided statement.

Yingjun has never deployed so many troops on the border for so many years, and there has never been a major change.

Although there are battles between Qi, Zhao, Yan and other countries, there is no reason for sending troops in Yingjun, but it can also be seen that Yingjun's relying on geographical advantages is not the first attack position that other countries should consider.

Wu Qi took the opportunity to propose a plan to expand the army at this time, and he had the idea of ​​expanding his power.

Zhao Hongming pondered for a while and said: "Building an army is not something that happens overnight. Now that this king has wiped out some martial arts forces in Chenjiazhuang and Wang's family, he can only expand Wei's military pawns to four or five thousand. If I add more Somewhat out of control.”

If possible, he also wanted to quickly expand the power of his subordinates, but no matter how impatient he was, he couldn't become a fat man in one go.

"After finishing these matters concerning the Wang family, General Wu and I will make some careful plans later." Zhao Hongming quickly ended the topic at hand, walked to the window of the study, and cast his gaze into the distance.

Wu Qi in the room had a strange look in his eyes. He felt that His Highness King Wu was young and mature, and he was very thoughtful and did not agree to his request easily.

At the age of 15, it seems to have the heart of a 30-year-old.

It seems that we should be more careful when we get along in the future, so as not to bring disaster to ourselves.

Wu Qi knew that Zhao Hongming was like the sun at seven or eight o'clock in the morning, when it was slowly rising, and he couldn't lose the most important trust just because he wanted a short-term gain.

Zhao Hongming stopped paying attention to what Wu Qi was thinking behind him, but let go of his spirit, and focused his attention on a certain place by the artificial lake.

That's the entrance to the bottom of the lake.

Under his gaze, about five warriors rushed in furtively, and after a brief discussion, they all got in through the entrance to the bottom of the lake.

After about a stick of incense, two groups of warriors arrived one after another and entered the bottom of the lake one after another.

Zhao Hongming asked: "Most of the martial artists who entered the bottom of the lake never returned. Has the remaining martial arts force in Ying County been greatly reduced?"

Zhang Yi on the side said: "Reporting to Your Highness, apart from the Mingjiao who has not taken any action, most of the other [-] or [-] martial arts forces in Ying County have participated, and most of them are affiliated martial arts forces of the Wang family. The name is still alive, but the strength is also greatly damaged."

Zhao Hongming nodded slightly.

When he first came to Ying County, he killed a group of disciples from martial arts forces, later annexed some, Wei Wuzu killed some, and now he has dealt with some with tricks.

After a few times, even a first- and second-rate martial arts force can become a third- and fourth-rate force, and they can't help such tossing.

Yingjun's martial arts forces and his like can't make much trouble.

Time passed little by little.

After waiting for a long time, a person finally escaped from the bottom of the lake.

His whole body was covered in blood, his expression was crazy, and his good right hand was gone.

After rushing out from the bottom of the lake, he ran wildly all the way. If you look carefully, he seems to be holding something in his hand.

Zhao Hongming suddenly asked: "Which martial arts faction is this person?"

Zhang Yi recognized him for a while, and immediately replied: "His name is Dugu Haoran, he is the head of the Apocalypse Sect, and he has the seventh-rank innate cultivation base. If I remember correctly, more than 70 disciples of their Apocalypse Sect have all gone down. "

"That is to say, this Dugu Haoran is a loner?" Zhao Hongming smiled slightly, and then the muscles on his face squirmed quickly, and disappeared in place in an instant.

In a dazed effort, Zhao Hongming appeared in front of Dugu Haoran.

Dugu Haoran turned pale with shock: "Who?"

"What's under the lake?" Zhao Hongming stared at Dugu Haoran with an unfamiliar face and said coldly: "If you tell me, I can spare you."

Dugu Haoran knew that he was seriously injured, and he would be at a disadvantage in a frontal confrontation.

There was a fierceness in his eyes, and he endured the pain. His figure turned into a shooting star and passed in front of Zhao Hongming in a "Z" shape.

This is the apocalypse movement method that their apocalypse sect is proud of, and it is also very extraordinary in many martial arts, and it is very clever to use.

Just when he thought he had gotten rid of Zhao Hongming, suddenly his eyes blurred, and Zhao Hongming's figure reappeared in front of him.

Dugu Haoran was stunned.

He didn't know that the Eight Desolations Eternal Age Technique was an immortal martial arts technique, and the accompanying Desolate Secret Practice was much better than their Lao Shizi's Apocalypse Movement Technique.

The two are simply not in the same dimension, and it is impossible for him to get rid of them.

Zhao Hongming showed a bit of dissatisfaction and said: "I said, if you tell the situation at the bottom of the lake, I will spare you. Your behavior just now was not good, which made me a little angry. Then this arm is your price. "

As soon as the words fell, a cyan light and shadow flashed past Dugu Haoran's left arm.

puff.

Blood rain sprayed.

Dugu Haoran gritted his teeth, stared at Zhao Hongming in disbelief, and said word by word: "Wudanjing!"

Suddenly, his eyes were filled with despair.

click.

Dugu Haoran's severed left arm fell from mid-air to the ground.

Zhao Hongming looked intently and found that he was holding a palm-sized scale in his hand.

He walked over, picked up the scale in his hand, looked at it carefully, and asked, "What is this?"

At this time, Dugu Haoran had a look of despair, and his upper and lower teeth kept fighting.

I don't know if it was caused by the pain of a broken arm, or because of the power of the martial arts realm.

Dugu Haoran said with a bit of fear: "Dragon Scale!"

What?Dragon scale?

Could it be that there is still a dragon hidden in the royal tomb of the Yin Kingdom?

Hearing the news, Zhao Hongming felt vaguely excited.

If this is the case, maybe he can get the blood of the real dragon, and there is also the possibility of cultivating the Thunderbolt Dharma Body.

Zhao Hongming held the palm-sized scales, and said in a flat tone with some orders: "Tell me what you saw and heard at the bottom of the lake."

Two arms were broken in a row, and a lot of blood was lost, Dugu Haoran's face became much paler, but he is only five or sixty years old. And fell down.

Dugu Haoran knew that he was doomed today, facing a martial artist at the level of bravery, he had no chance of escaping.

So he resigned to his fate and said: "Under the lake is the tomb of Xin, the last emperor of the Yin Kingdom. There are many great opportunities hidden in it, and this dragon scale is only a small part."

Zhao Hongming's heart couldn't help but beat twice more.

No wonder the core members of the Wang family attached great importance to it. It turned out to be the reason.

Zhao Hongming then asked: "Aside from chance, what kind of dangers are there down there? I think many people have gone down, but never came up again."

Dugu Haoran had a trace of fear on his face: "There is a mummy underneath. It looks like it has been seriously injured, but it is still very terrifying. We are no match for it. That mummy may be the last emperor of the Yin Kingdom."

Zhao Hongming suddenly couldn't believe it.

He knows some history.

The last emperor of the Yin Kingdom was at least 3000 years ago, and he lived before the collapse of the heavens.

Which creature can live so long?
After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Hongming calmed down and said, "Since that existence is so terrifying, how did you break free?"

"It's dying." Dugu Haoran looked at Zhao Hongming and said, "Too many people went down, and there were some experts among them, which aggravated its injuries."

It turned out to be the case.

Zhao Hongming, as a warrior of the bravery state, is much stronger than the martial artist of the innate state in front of him in terms of body skills and cultivation, and the chance of escaping safely when encountering danger is also very high.

He felt that the time was almost here, so maybe he could try it.

Dugu Haoran said with a somewhat begging tone: "Now that I have told everything I know, can you let me go?"

Zhao Hongming said blankly: "Of course not..."

Before he could say the last two words, Dugu Haoran opened his mouth suddenly, and a soundless air wave spread out from his mouth, making Zhao Hongming stunned for a while.

And taking advantage of this short time, Dugu Haoran seized the opportunity and fled forward.

He said so much just to let Zhao Hongming relax his vigilance, so as to create a chance to escape.

However, he didn't take a few steps before a blue light caught up to him and chopped off his head.

The one who took action was naturally Zhao Hongming.

In the face of absolute strength, these little cleverness can't play any role.

You know almost everything you need to know.

Zhao Hongming didn't hesitate any longer, and planned to go to the bottom of the lake alone to see what happened.

If it was true what Dugu Haoran said, no matter how many low-level warriors he brought along, it would not be of much use at all.

It's not as good as a person who can come and go freely and can explore better.

Before entering the bottom of the lake, Zhao Hongming told Wu Qi and the others not to let Wufu down again, so as not to cause other accidents to him.

In fact, there has been no new news coming out of it for a few days, and there are not many martial arts forces in the Wang family compound.

Those of them are not fools, and those who have not yet acted are starting to wait and see.

Zhao Hongming walked down the long stairs, and the light became more and more dim.

The wall lamp on the corridor emitted a faint light, which only allowed him to make out the general scene slightly.

He walked in front, cheered up.

After passing through the long corridor, he came to a huge ancient bronze door.

The ancient bronze door was open, with a faint light emitting from it, flickering on and off, giving people the illusion of a living person breathing.

And under the ancient bronze door, there are many corpses, and there are many corpses.

Some of these corpses were dry, and some had their hearts ripped out...

There is a painful expression before death on every face, as if a pair of eyes are staring at you, and there are waves of horror coming from them.

It made Zhao Hongming shudder.

He subconsciously mobilized the true meaning in his whole body, and streaks of cyan mist wrapped around him, preparing to deal with possible changes.

Zhao Hongming looked solemn and cautiously entered the ancient bronze door.

After walking a few steps, he heard the clear sound of drums.

Boom, boom, boom.

Zhao Hongming followed the sound, and in front of the ancient bronze gate, among a pile of corpses, he saw a mutilated and withered figure.

In sight, a dark red heart was exposed and kept beating.

The sound he heard was not the sound of drums, but the sound of the heart beating.

(End of this chapter)