Then, the professor looked at Wang Jianguo and said, "In fact, the initial soul harvesting system was not the form of Yin soldiers, because life has passed since the birth of life, but in that primitive society, there was no military army.

The soul energy at that time still had to abide by the earth's reincarnation system and continuously circulate.

The appearance of the Yin soldiers started when the First Emperor wanted to live forever. At that time, even Buddhism had not been spread to the East, and Jesus had never been reincarnated. Are you right about me? Mr. Wang?"

Wang Jianguo's expression was obviously hesitant, and there was a faint flash in his eyes. He said, "What do you want to say?"

The professor smiled gracefully, stretched out a slender finger, pointed to the Terracotta Warriors and Horses in the pit below, and said, "I like to think and reason about unknown things.

I guess that your ancestors helped the First Emperor cast Yin soldiers more than two thousand years ago, in fact, to re-transform the soul energy harvesting system left by the ancestor of China in the material space so that it can be used by your Wang family.

Your ancestors of the Wang family also joined the Xikunlun Sect, but your ancestors were obsessed with the power of the mundane world. Why did they transform the soul harvesting system into the form of ancient army?

Because being able to control them is also a symbol of noble and supreme power, and it is a power that is more real than any king!

While thinking about becoming an immortal, he was greedy for the power of the world.

Therefore, your Wang family was expelled from the sect by Xi Kunlun.

In order to make the family prosper and never fade, your ancestors never like to open the road and are even more unwilling to be recorded in history. Therefore, in every dynasty, there are puppets that your family has pushed to a high position. Is that right?

Haha, using Yin soldiers to transform the soul harvesting system is actually the skill your ancestors learned from Xi Kunlun. But what your ancestors never expected was that even if the soul harvesting system was changed by you using secret techniques, it was still controlled by the descendants of Xi Kunlun!

Because, only they are the orthodox Chinese!

Every drop of blood and every cell on their bodies is filled with the breath of ancient Eastern spiritual civilization. Am I right?"

Everyone was stunned when they listened to the professor's word by word of analysis.

The guy from Damao shrugged even more and muttered to himself, "It's over, when you encounter something that the professor is interested in, it will definitely be endless!"

Wang Guotong's mood was completely different from Da Mao. He walked up to Wang Jianguo, frowned and asked, "Dad, what have you hidden from me!? Is there anything that I can't even know?"

Speaking of this, Wang Guotong suddenly thought of something and said in surprise, "Wait, I remembered it! The ancestral formation diagram of our family seems to be a phalanx drawing of a army and war, with many things that are hard to understand on it. Could it be...

Could it be that the formation map is the drawing for casting the Yin soldiers!?”

Wang Jianguo was silent and did not answer anyone's questions.

At this time, the professor walked to his side and continued to say, "I said that it is impossible to become an immortal and take over the power. There are some things that are not counted by someone. It is best to let go of what you should put down."

After hearing this, Wang Jianguo slowly raised his head, looked at the professor, and said, "Who are you?"

The professor showed a very elegant smile and said, "I? I am a person who cannot go to heaven and cannot go to hell."

Just as he finished speaking, Wang Jianguo's phone rang.

He took out the phone and looked at it, saying, "It's Anthony."

Then, he hesitated for a moment, calmed down slightly before pressing the answer button.

"Mr. Wang, our soul harvesting project has begun, but you can still hear signs of the horn of the ghost soldiers approaching on the scene. Is there something wrong with you?"

Wang Jianguo looked up at everyone and calmly said, "Everything is normal, I will start right now!"

"Okay, then I'll wait for good news from Mr. Wang."

Then, the phone hung up.

After Wang Jianguo put down his phone, he looked at the professor and said, "You are the one who is known as Tianzi No. 3 and has been working overseas? It seems that I should really change my opinion on the shepherd group!"

As he said that, he turned around and walked to the high platform in front of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Pit, and said, "National bronze, give me the tiger talisman. I will teach you how to open the Yinmen and summon Yin soldiers!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Guotong turned to look at Damao, and Damao immediately said, "Here!"

As he said that, he took out a metal object that was picked up in red from his backpack and handed it to the kingdom bronze. The kingdom bronze bears the tiger talisman, and came to Wang Jianguo and said, "Let's start."

Wang Jianguo smiled slightly, took the tiger talisman and said, "You have finally grown a little brain."

After finishing, he looked at the professor and others and said, "I will gather the Yin soldiers into the comrades of these Terracotta Warriors and Horses now. You can contact Lu Yongsen with your spirit and mind, if he can control these thousands of troops.

So……

On behalf of my Wang family, I handed over all the military power that I had held for two thousand years to him!"

As he said that, Wang Jianguo looked down at the watch on his wrist, counting the final moment of the Yin Qi in the twelve hours a day, then raised the tiger talisman high, and after a moment of silence, he began to recite a lengthy and deep "spell".

After Wang Jianguo recited for half a minute, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and shouted softly.

"The Yin Gate opens! Soul-receiving!"

Then, Wang Jianguo glanced at Wang Guotong beside him and ordered without any doubt, "Go down! Lead the way with blood!"

Wang Guotong didn't dare to take it on his shoulders, so he jumped out of the terracotta pit, walked to the Terracotta Warriors, picked up several rows of Terracotta Warriors standing in front, and then cut his fingers with a dagger, and pointed them at the eyebrows of the Terracotta Warriors.

Above the guardrail, Wang Jianguo also borrowed a dagger from Damao, cut it between his fingers, and stained it with his own blood on the tiger talisman.

...

Just as Wang Jianguo and his group were doing all this while the Terracotta Warriors and Horses pitted money.

The earthquake-stricken area in western China.

At this time, the third round of rescue operations had just ended, and most of the dead and survivors buried by the collapsed buildings had been found by firefighters and transported out in time.

Of course, in the tragic ruins, I don’t know how many difficult-to-find corpses were buried under the broken wall.

at the same time.

In order to prevent the literary and artistic outbreak from being delayed for too long, the military sent helicopters to spray disinfectant water back and forth in the affected areas, and all of them were carried out at night.

Because of this, the rescue operations of the soldiers during the day will not be delayed.
Chapter completed!