There are also many people whose ancestors are from Datui, and there should be some whose ancestors once served as officials in Datui."

Someone has expressed an opinion.

Since the blood connection is so strong, using the blood of a descendant as a token is better than an ordinary primer, so it is natural to use a better one.

"Are you giving up on Jinlan Mountain?" someone asked again.

"The supervisor of the Daqianqin Tianjian retired a year ago, did you know that?"

"I heard that he is old and should retire. A new supervisor has not been chosen yet."

"He was old, but he didn't retire, he died.

His original intention was to use the armillary sphere for the last time to reflect the stars and make divination for Daqian.

Then, he also took a peek at Jinlan Mountain, but was killed on the spot.

But before he died, he left a message: the things sleeping in Jinlan Mountain will never be born again in this life.

The god of evil was also thrown deep into the cave by the people of Jinlan Mountain.

It will never appear again.

Instead of focusing on Jinlan Mountain, it is better to pay attention to the old Emperor Zhen."

"Why is old Emperor Zhen involved again?"

"I have definite information. The old Zhenhuang's seal has been resolved everywhere, but there is no news from the outside.

There is no news about the big earthquake, so something is wrong.

You don’t want to see a ninth-level peak person, who may even advance to the tenth level, right?”

"He can't come back." A hoarse and cold voice came from the corner, it was the person who had not spoken before.

After hearing this man's voice, everyone immediately gave up discussing Old Zhenhuang.

"What's next?"

"The prying has already produced results, so let's continue and pay attention to the changes that will occur after the Dadai seal is resolved."

The people in the secret room disappeared silently one by one, and the last person who presided over the meeting remained.

And the guy who had been sitting in the corner and only said one sentence also stayed.

"Why can't old Emperor Zhen come back?"

"Haha..." The person in the corner smiled cheerfully: "Because, they can't find the head of Old Zhenhuang, and it's impossible to find a place to suppress him."

"At that time, was it you who suppressed the old Emperor Zhen?"

"not me."

"Then how do you know that four of Old Zhenhuang's seals were taken away?"

"According to the rules, you shouldn't ask this question."

"Okay, then I won't ask. You should know where the fifth one is, right?"

"I don't know either, but you can keep an eye on the Seal family."

"Where is Jinlan Mountain?"

"Just send someone to keep an eye on it. If that goat demon appears, or Qing Ziyu appears, just capture him and question him.

Jin Lanshan has been involved in the Datu incident, so they must know something."

The figure in the corner disappeared silently.

The person presiding over the meeting frowned slightly and looked at the corner.

"These guys are really uncomfortable..."

…

The second son of the Shi family, who has been crippled, is lying on the bed recuperating.

He felt uncomfortable all over his body, but he could no longer notice that a wisp of black and red flames had silently integrated into the blood of his body, waiting for time to grow and explode completely.

A guy wearing a black robe and covering his face came to Shi Laoer again and continued to ask him some things.

By the way, he used a little strength to roam around Shi Laoer's body, combing his body and laying a foundation for his future recovery.

However, when he took back those powers, a faint black-red flame without any power fluctuations had already infiltrated his power and was brought back into his body.

It stands to reason that a power that is so weak would be annihilated in an instant when faced with a ninth-level power.

Unfortunately, that trace of black-red flame has been silently integrated into his power. When it traveled throughout his body along with his power, it took root in the deepest part of his Qi sea.

It's like a small flame with not much light in the sea.

It is an unquenchable flame.

Yu Ziqing just wanted to test it a little bit, but never thought about it.

After Shi Laoer was abolished, the world was in trouble and he was not taken seriously.

I didn't expect that after the death of Shi Jiajie, it would take several days before anyone came to investigate to see if Shi Lao Er could be found.

So much so that it gave the little seed enough time to completely integrate into Shi Laoer's body.

The fusion of anger and black fire has caused changes.

It's like he doesn't exist, but he can use his angry thoughts as guidance and start to infect other people.

A ninth-level member of the Shi family, a pillar of the family, has died, but now they can only keep it secret and dare not mourn.

On the one hand, someone comes to prevent them from mourning; on the other hand, they are also afraid that losing their backbone will attract covetous people.

They didn't dare to invite good doctors from outside to see Shi Laoer.

When everyone retreated, Shi Laoer was lying on the bed alone, his eyes wide open.

He himself did not expect that after he tried his best and climbed back from the mountains little by little, he would end up being treated like this.

His heart was filled with sadness, and anger was constantly rising.

However, he himself could no longer feel that his anger, turned into firewood, was continuously added to the flame in his body, making it continue to grow.

In just a few days, the flames that turned invisible and integrated into his whole body disappeared into his heart.

With a puff, it turned into a small flame, burning quietly.

In his heart, the unformed evil thoughts were forced to huddle in the corner and tremble.

Just by looking at it, Mo Nian seemed to feel the anger of millions of people, and the anger was burning.

And at the center of that anger, there were a pair of tightly closed eyes, which brought more pressure to the demonic thoughts than the anger.

Shi Laoer was filled with anger, and he didn't know whether it was the seed that had the effect, or whether it was the strong man who personally sorted out his Qi veins before.

In his empty energy veins, new power began to emerge, repairing the damage to his energy veins bit by bit.

At this moment, he finally felt this and felt the new power.

However, the anger in his heart became even more intense, and the resentment spread like poison.

He didn't yell or yell or even tell anyone.

It wasn't that he didn't want to tell others, but that even the maid who was serving him hadn't come in all day.

He now only has one maid to serve him.

By the time he saw other people again, it was already the second day and he had completely calmed down.

The root of disaster is never just one thing that can be buried or planted deeply.

…

Yu Ziqing never went out again. He didn't know if anyone was outside.

He also completely calmed down from his angry state.

He has now set a small goal to resolve all the disasters in the Ding Mao Anniversary.

In other words, kill the year of Dingmao.

With the old sheep, the tens of millions of starving ghosts in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and a big ghost, it was enough for him to do this.

Those starving ghosts are not willing to transform easily, and neither are the big ghosts.

Because they were united as one and all their strength converged, they became the Great Ghost.

After transformation, he will be just a hungry ghost, and the big ghost will lose his power.

Their grievances have not yet been resolved.

Standing on Chengtou Mountain, Yu Ziqing stood with Lao Yang. Next to him, there was a ghostly flag with flowing black light, and a big word "hungry" appeared on it.

In the city, ghosts were like a torrent, strangled and passed by. The county governor's mansion had been razed to the ground, and those who stubbornly resisted were almost doomed.

"Old Yang, do you think I am like an unscrupulous demon?"

Lao Yang glanced at the county magistrate's office and nodded.
To be continued...