Chapter 12 The taste of the Heavenly Master, unfilial descendants!
"Tianshi's salvation!" The remaining soul of Zhang Daoling also became energetic at this time.

He also felt that there was a new person entering the underground palace!

What made him excited was that this newcomer carried the unique aura of all the Heavenly Masters of Longhu Mountain!
That was the Heavenly Master's degree that had been passed down from generation to generation since he started it. It contained the heritage of Mount Longhu and was the understanding of spiritual practice by each generation of Heavenly Masters.

"Has the new generation of Heavenly Master arrived? But their strength is too weak, only half a step to the Golden Core!"

"Didn't I set the rule back then that only those who have reached the Golden Core stage can come in? Could it be that my Zhengyi sect has withered to this extent? There isn't even a single Golden Core cultivator here!"

Zhang Daoling was talking to himself, and at the same time he was a little excited.

It doesn't matter if he is weak, he is one of us after all.

The last generation of Longhushan Heavenly Master came here more than one or two hundred years ago.

Although his strength was up to standard, he was affected by the evil spirit not long after he came in, and accidentally fell into the Imperial Mausoleum Galaxy, and died.

"This generation should be the 166th Heavenly Master. I wonder if he can take over from me." A rare trace of relief appeared on Zhang Daoling's face.

"If nothing else, at least we can drive out the group of people who entered the underground palace before, and seal up Fellow Daoist Yuan again." Zhang Daoling thought of Wang Wu and the others.

This group of people is now a source of worry for him. If a group of strangers enter such a dangerous place, one careless mistake could lead to a horrible disaster.

For example, Yuan Tiangang's corpse transformation...
"The new generation of Heavenly Master?" Inside the bronze coffin, Ying Zheng listened to Zhang Daoling's mumbling with a strange look on his face.

"I don't know what Taoist Zhang would think when he sees his descendant wearing the black robe and purple skirt of our Great Qin..." A smile appeared on Ying Zheng's lips.

The Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu went against the ancestors?
"What happened outside that made these big shots in Longhu Mountain do such a thing?" Ying Zheng became a little curious.

The old Taoist priest and his people were wearing the clothes of the Great Qin Dynasty, and the people who came in were of mixed quality, and they did not seem to be here to suppress him.

There is even a hint of goodwill.

Otherwise, as a Taoist priest of Mount Longhu, why would you wear the black robe and purple skirt of the Great Qin instead of your own Taoist robe?

But this is good news for him.

Wang Wu and his group, plus this strange Taoist priest and his group.

No matter who walks into this mausoleum, he can get out!

"Unfortunately, given Zhang Laodao's current state, we can't see what this so-called new generation of Heavenly Master looks like."

In Zhang Daoling's current state, it was already extremely difficult for him to still feel that someone had entered the underground palace.

For a moment, Ying Zheng and Zhang Daoling both paid attention to the new old Taoist priest and others.

The difference is that Ying Zheng can see it clearly.

And Zhang Daoling could only rely on the breath of the Heavenly Master to barely sense his location.

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At this time, the old Taoist priest, who was still outside the underground palace, had a rather grim expression on his face.

"That person seems to have really woken up..." the old Taoist priest murmured.

He could vaguely feel a gaze watching him from nowhere.

Just by being stared at, the old Taoist priest felt cold all over, and the golden light in his body fluctuated uncontrollably.

In this huge underground palace of the imperial mausoleum, apart from that person, he really couldn't think of anyone else who felt such oppression.

"What's wrong, Senior Brother?"

"It's okay." The old Taoist priest forced a smile. The others were too weak to feel it, so there was no need for him to say it out loud to disturb people.

"Everyone, get ready. The road ahead may not be easy." The old Taoist priest said as he took out a few talismans and stuck them on a few people.

The talisman glowed with golden light, protecting everyone from being eroded by evil spirits.

"Master, have you discovered anything?" Zhang Shouyi saw that the old Taoist's face looked a little strange, so he asked.

He is the person with the highest seniority on Mount Longhu, except for the old Heavenly Master, and his strength is second only to the old Heavenly Master.

"I'm afraid we have to prepare for the worst. Fortunately, I have prepared some things. Let's share them."

"Shouyi, come here, take this!" The old Taoist priest flipped his hand, took out a big thing from his sleeve cannon and handed it to his junior brother. "Ah?" Zhang Shouyi looked at the thing in the old Taoist priest's hand and was stunned.

"What are you standing there for? Take it. I got it from Lao Jiang. It's a good thing!"

"Hey, times have changed, we have to unite as well."

I saw the old Taoist priest carrying a Type 98 rocket launcher and holding a few rockets in his hands, on which were engraved some scriptures from Mount Longhu for blessings.

"This thing is awesome. It has the Five Thunder Talisman engraved on it. Once it's fired, it's more powerful than my palm thunder!"

"The most important thing is that there is no consumption. Just keep firing and it will be done." The old Taoist priest introduced the rocket launcher in his hand with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Well, Master Brother, we are practicing Taoism." Zhang Shouyi's mouth twitched.

They are Taoists and monks!

Carrying a bazooka?! What the hell is that?

"What's your idea? What's wrong with thermal weapons? Once in our hands, it's called a magic weapon, without any consumption." The old Taoist priest said as he stuffed the rocket launcher into Zhang Shouyi's arms.

"The world has changed, and so have the times. This thing is as powerful as a palm bomb once fired. If there is enough ammunition, you can use it infinitely. But how many times can you use your palm bomb? Dozens of times?" The old Taoist patted Zhang Shouyi's head.

In this era, cultivators are in decline, and except for Zhang Heqing, no one else can achieve much fame.

You have been practicing hard here for ten years and finally you have managed to launch a palm thunder.

The assembly line has been in operation for ten years, and it must have produced tens of millions of artillery shells.

"This place is different from other places. The zombies here are not as weird as those outside."

"If anyone pops up, we'll have to kowtow and call him ancestor."

"If we're unlucky, we might not even be able to reach that person's mausoleum."

The old Taoist priest gave a teaching speech with earnestness and earnestness.

Any of the beings here, if they go outside, will become the king of corpses who dominate the world, and they are not comparable to those little monsters outside.

He was also helpless. He also wanted to be like an immortal and conquer everything with a wave of golden light.

But what can I do if I don’t have the ability?

"Come, one each. If you meet the ancestors when the time comes, don't be polite, just shoot them and feed them!" said the old Taoist priest, equipping the other five people with equipment. He didn't know whether the ancestors in the underground palace had turned into zombies, but he wanted to be prepared just in case.

He had specially asked Jiang Shan for these things. On each rocket, there was a Five Thunder Talisman carved by the old Taoist priest himself.

The power is doubled, it is no exaggeration to say that it is a magic weapon.

"I understand..." Zhang Shouyi's mouth twitched as he listened to the old Taoist's words.

The group was fully armed and continued to move deeper into the underground palace.

At this time, Wang Wu and others who came in earlier had already passed through the outer city of the underground palace and arrived at the entrance of the inner city.

"Boss, this is the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor, right?" Zhang San looked at the huge bronze door in front of him and swallowed.

"What are you thinking about? This imperial mausoleum is divided into the palace city and the imperial city."

"It's modeled after the Xianyang one and is very large. It's still a long way to go before we can enter the mausoleum. This is at most the gate to the imperial city." Wang Wu glanced at Zhang San and then called on everyone to push open the gate together.

As the bronze door slowly opened, the scene behind it shocked everyone.

"Boss! This! This is!"

“···Master Zhenyangzi, this···” Wang Wu also turned his head and looked at Zhenyangzi.

Behind the bronze door, there was a group of Taoist priests in purple robes sitting in a row.

At a glance, there are at least a hundred of them.

The bodies of the more than one hundred Taoist priests were still alive and were lined up in the passage behind the gate.

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(End of this chapter)