Traveling through the ages, I relied on the sign-in system to become a boss!

Bai Luopo, who was being talked about by the Bai sisters, was indeed having a hard time. He did have selfish motives, but he didn't expect Emperor Feng Zheng to be so cruel. He went crazy at first, but Emperor Feng Zheng directly found someone to imprison his soul in the tomb. He couldn't even leave. He felt that he had no energy when he was crazy, and his whole person became quiet.

Bai Luolu smiled bitterly, his heart sinking. He should have thought of it a long time ago. How can an emperor who can ruthlessly cut off his brother's heir be a kind person? The previous courtesy to him was nothing more than asking for help from others, "The birds are gone, the good bow is Hide; the cunning rabbit dies and the lackeys cook it.”

Thinking of the tricks he had done on the deposed prince's lineage, Bai Luopo felt that it was best for the Bai family not to use the transfer formation, otherwise the consequences would be consequences later, but this was impossible. He knew the people in his family too well, and there was no way they could No, once he used it... he regretted it. He shouldn't have such crooked thoughts. If he had known that Emperor Feng Zheng would be like this, he should have resolutely resisted Emperor Feng Zheng's temptation like the other lineages.

Looking at the graveyard of Prince Rui not far away, Bai Luopo shed a drop of blood and tears. The deposed prince was actually a very good person, but he had killed the deposed prince for the sake of the luck of his lineage...

Everyone thought that the tombs of the deposed prince and his wife were in the imperial mausoleum, and no one knew that this once extremely noble couple had their ashes scattered, and their ashes became tools to imprison their son and daughter-in-law, and their souls were Suppressed at the bottom of King Ruijun's tomb, suppressed by layers of formations, and subjected to endless soul whipping day and night.

After Bai Luo's death, he learned that Emperor Fengzheng had almost wiped out the Bai family. Countless outstanding descendants of the Bai family were beheaded, and the cloud of good luck that had been flourishing had dissipated.

Emperor Fengzheng wanted to use Bai Luopo to atone for the deposed prince's sins, but he forgot that Bai Luopo was a mystical master, and he was also at the level of a boss. It was wrong from the beginning to imprison Bai Luopo's soul here.

Bai Luo's revenge against Emperor Fengzheng was fierce and fierce. First, while his strength was still at its peak, he quickly destroyed part of the formation to save the deposed prince and his wife from the pain of soul whipping, and then destroyed the transportation formation. It wasn't that he didn't want to completely abolish it. It was because he no longer had the ability to become a fierce ghost. In addition, the Bai family was involved, so Bai Luopo only moved slightly.

Perhaps Emperor Fengzheng had already guessed that Bai Luopo had brought some of his luck to the Bai family, so he was so relieved to bury Bai Luopo here. Unfortunately, he also underestimated the ability of a big master of metaphysics. In the late Tianfeng Dynasty, natural and man-made disasters It's hard to say whether it has anything to do with Bai Luopo.

A male ghost in a python robe floated in front of Bai Luolu: "I thought that Master Bai had gone to reincarnation long ago, but I didn't expect to see you here. That brother of mine is really ruthless."

Bai Luo looked at the man with a guilty look: "Prince, I am no longer a national master."

"Really?" The deposed prince smiled, "Then I'm not a prince, I've been deposed a long time ago, right?"

Bai Luolu felt even more guilty. He really had no confidence to face the deposed prince now. The opponent possessed the purple energy of the true dragon and the golden light of merit. Even if he was very capable, he would not dare to act rashly. Unfortunately, his cultivation level was too low back then. He didn't notice the true dragon's purple energy in his opponent, but it was counterattacked by him, and he ended up being buried in the wilderness.

"How did His Highness get out?" Bai Luopo wanted to release the couple at first, but he couldn't figure it out.

The deposed prince's face froze, then returned to normal: "You may not know, that guy Feng Zheng buried the skulls of our couple under the money tree. I asked for the money tree from the enlightened monk Master Wu. Not only did he spend countless gold, silver and jewels, but he also worshiped it in front of the Buddha for many years, which exerted natural pressure on evil spirits."

I have to say that his younger brother's mind was spinning really fast, and he even thought of using his own things against him. If Bai Luolu hadn't turned against him after his death, the couple might have been as distraught as Feng Zheng expected. No wonder the Buddha said: Everything happens. A glimmer of hope.

"A money tree? That's it, that's it..."

Bai Luo was stunned by the shock. No wonder he couldn't save the deposed prince and his wife. The money tree bathed in the Buddha's light could actually be touched by him, a fierce ghost. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little proud. Emperor Feng Zheng was indeed the person he had once favored. His thoughtfulness was difficult to match in the world. What the deposed prince did not say was that the couple had been trapped in a money tree for thousands of years, and their place of refuge was no longer ashes, but a money tree. Now that the real body of the money tree has been taken away by the pomegranate, it's time for the couple to reincarnate.

"We, husband and wife, are going to the underworld. I want to say goodbye to you before we leave. Also, don't trap yourself to death." In fact, what happened to him was that his father wanted to kill him. Otherwise, he would be alone. Ping Fengzheng and others are no match for him at all. Now that the Feng Dynasty has long since perished and the past has faded away, the couple no longer want to argue about it.

On the other side, Pomegranate, who had finally been released by Master Bai, was lying on a recliner drinking West Lake Longjing. He smacked his lips and said, "This is life." Then he realized that his action was inelegant and hurriedly recovered his composure. Even if Aunt Wang is not around to supervise her, Shiliu must maintain good manners at all times and must not let down Aunt Wang's teachings.

Pomegranate's pretty brows wrinkled. Just now she seemed to feel a wave, and that wave seemed to come from the money tree! As soon as she thought about it, the money tree obtained from the tomb of King Ruijun appeared in front of her.

Two coiled dragons are staggered on the long pillar. Small dragon patterns can be seen on the branches. Above are the branches that stretch like pine trees. They are parallel and symmetrical on all sides. There are more fine patterns on them, and the tail Each cast has small holes, with strings of copper coins from past dynasties interspersed on them.

The end is exquisite and jewel-like.

Pomegranate would be amazed by the money tree every time she saw it, but this time she actually felt a touch of soul breath on the money tree. Wait, the money tree didn't produce spiritual intelligence, right? Fortunately, what happened next quickly shattered her guess.

Almost the next second, two faint figures floated down from the money tree.

A rare serious expression appeared on Pomegranate's face: "Are you ghosts?" It was a question and an affirmation.

The man is dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe, with a gold crown and jade belt. The brocade robe is inlaid with gorgeous gold rims, and the needlework is meticulous. The brocade robe is embroidered with a flying dragon pattern, and the pattern is also extremely detailed and lifelike; He Piaopiao, the light dress is carried away by the wind, and the identity of "ghost" is not simple at first glance.

The deposed prince has a slim figure, a picturesque face, gentle eyes, and an indescribable grace and elegance. He was not angry when he heard this: "Speaking of which, I can be considered a familiar ghost of yours. Prince Rui County is my own son."

Shiliu had a suspicion in her mind when she saw the flying dragon brocade robe. Now that it was confirmed, she didn't feel much: "You are the deposed prince and his wife of the Tianfeng Dynasty."

The deposed prince was not angry and nodded affirmatively: "Left or right is just a title. You can just call me the deposed prince."

Pomegranate realized that her words were disrespectful, and felt annoyed: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean any harm."

I haven’t seen the deposed prince’s face since he was deposed, so he wouldn’t be angry with a little kid: “It doesn’t matter.” (End of Chapter)