Witch Wind

Chapter 67 Underground Hall
When Xing Tianli left the ancestral home, it suddenly rained.

The rain was not heavy, just a drizzle, which gradually extinguished the heat waves brought by the sun burning the ground during the day.

Nanxun Town, which used to be peaceful and tranquil, became particularly noisy tonight. Xing Tianli walked on the clean and spacious stone streets, and the chattering of expatriates from various countries was heard in his ears.

Officials from the three levels of government in Jieshi County, Pinghai County, and Nanxun Town are urging a large number of constables, yamen runners, and some local tyrants in Nanxun Town to help resettle the foreign masters who fled from Pinghai City.

These foreign masters were able to escape from the concession where the Minotaur was rampant to Pinghai City, and then escape from Pinghai City to Nanxun Town. They were all respectable people with backgrounds, backers, and roots.

Decent people, especially those who are used to bullying in the land of the East, are of course picky.

During his journey, Xing Tianli saw at least twenty or so foreign masters who were acting arrogantly and scolding the government officials. Some of them were so hot-tempered that they slapped the officials in the face.

When the officials were beaten, Xing Tianli pretended not to see it.

But a few foreign masters attacked the waiter of the inn where they were staying. Well, what a coincidence, they all had their heads hit by tiles sliding down from the roof. What a coincidence.

Just arranging these guys was a headache. What was even more frustrating was that the foreign gentlemen who had finally settled down suddenly discovered that their next-door neighbors were actually citizens of the "enemy country" they were currently at war with!
These officials of the Dayu Dynasty also had lumps on their heads.

You placed the Ingish people next to their traditional enemy, the Farus; you placed the Saint-Norman people opposite their arch-enemy, the Idoli; you placed the people of the Seven North Sea Alliance diagonally opposite the vassal states of Ingish and Saint-Norman, whose ancestors had been plundered by them for thousands of years and who had accumulated countless blood feuds!
Okay.

These foreign devils from the hundreds of countries in the Far West are not good people at heart. To use an old saying from the East - their embryos are bad and their race is not good.

After surviving the catastrophe, they were in a state of shock, fear and hysteria. Seven duels broke out on the street just because of a few words of disagreement. More than a dozen pairs of gentlemen drew their guns and shot at each other, killing twelve people on the spot and seriously injuring nine people, not counting the minor injuries!

The families of the dead and injured cried and howled, and they were bossing the officials around. Unfortunately, the officials were already short-staffed, and after being scolded, they were even more overwhelmed. The whole Nanxun Town was in a mess.

Xing Tianli walked along the stone street to the northern entrance of the town.

To the north of Nanxun Town, there is a three-meter-wide street with about two hundred stone archways lined up in a row.

After all, it is a rich place with outstanding people and beautiful scenery. In history, Nanxun Town has produced many top scholars, famous officials, generals, chaste and heroic women, centenarians, etc. There are all kinds of archways for merit, chastity, centenarians, etc.

Due to the long history, many archways have collapsed long ago, but there are still more than 200 archways left today.

Now, lanterns are lit on all these archways. In the wind and rain, these lanterns meander along the street like a fire dragon.

Under these archways, soldiers from the Nanxun Town Inspection Office were patrolling back and forth. Simple wooden fences were set up on the road. A few veteran soldiers were huddled behind sandbags, smoking leisurely.

On the north side of the archway, there was a dark crowd, all of them were people from the Eastern Country who had escaped from Pinghai City.

The foreign masters were allowed to enter the town, and the government vacated the inns and even requisitioned houses to properly accommodate these foreign masters. Hot soup, hot rice, hot tea, boiling water for bathing, and clean clothes, all the necessities of life were available.

Even for those idiots who managed to escape but died in passionate duels in the town, the government requisitioned the best quality cypress coffins from the town's coffin shops to help them properly bury their bodies.

And the people of Dongguo who escaped from Pinghai City.

They just gathered quietly outside the town. The wind and rain were pouring down, and they gathered there quietly. Occasionally, the crying of children could be heard, and their mothers would gently comfort them.

Under the first memorial archway in the north of the town, several old men were discussing things in a humble manner with the small chief of the Inspection Office.

Among the fleeing people, some fell seriously ill and they carefully asked if they could be allowed to go into the town to see a doctor.

There are also some wounded people who were hit by stray bullets and shrapnel while in the city, and they also need emergency treatment at this moment.

No matter how the old men talked, the little leader of the Inspection Office just kept shaking his head: "Old and young men, it's not that we Nanxun people are cruel, it's just that the town can no longer accommodate more people."

"How about you go around Nanxun and head south?"

"Fengqiao, Nantang, Sijing, hey, a few big towns, it's just a matter of walking an extra 20 or 30 miles!"

"Or, go around? There are several big villages, only about seven or eight miles away!"

Xing Tianli stood under a memorial archway, quietly listening to the conversation between several old men and the chief of the Inspection Office in the distance. Nanxun Town was, after all, a place of outstanding people and kind folks. The chief of the Inspection Office was quite kind in his words and deeds, and he was not as domineering and bullying as Xing Tianli had imagined.

Xing Tianli jumped onto an archway of extremely high specifications. Looking at the words and patterns on it, it was the archway of a certain top scholar in Nanxun Town when the Dayu Dynasty was just founded.

Standing on a high place, looking far into the distance.

To the east and west, there were large groups of people marching towards the south with heavy steps.

To the north of the town, more and more people continued to arrive. After hearing that Nanxun Town was already full of foreign masters and could no longer accommodate more people, except for some who were really exhausted and those who were sick and injured, everyone else who still had a little strength, endured hunger and thirst, and trudged towards the distant villages and towns amid the crying of children.

These Eastern people!
In comparison, those foreign gentlemen who were properly accommodated in the town, treated by doctors, and well-fed and well-clothed, started to quarrel and fight with each other after they were safe and secure, and even dueled in the streets without taking their lives seriously!

Ah!
The bad habits of the ethnic group!

The people of the East are too honest and dutiful; but these foreign gentlemen, bah!

Xing Tianli accidentally spat on the memorial archway, and then he quickly raised a breeze, which rolled up a large amount of rain and washed away the spit. "Daozu, please have mercy on me. If you are still alive in heaven, please don't blame me. I am really very angry!"

Shaking his head and sighing, Xing Tianli ran back to the town.

After a while, He Duo and He Xi, with hundreds of Dagger Gang members, broke into the doors of several leaders of the Li Xing, Ya Xing, and Da Xing gangs in Nanxun Town.

Nanxun Town is a place of prosperous commerce, so the existence of gangs is inevitable.

There were many gangs of people who bought labor, middlemen, and fighters, as well as those who specialized in gangs. The wealthy people in Nanxun Town could naturally afford to support more gang members.

These gang members who were usually brave and aggressive and rampant in the streets were suddenly frightened when they saw that the people coming to their door were actually a group of "foreign masters". They were trembling with fear and suddenly became a hundred times more docile than lambs.

Bills were thrown out and bags of food were bought in.

The family members of many gang members, men, women, young and old, all joined in the action. A big pot was set up and a high fire was lit. There was no need to make anything too delicate, such as steaming buns or baking sesame cakes. There was no time to let the dough ferment, and the taste was not something they cared about at all. They just had to cook until it was cooked.

Regardless of whether they are good or bad, large amounts of coarse salt are added to steamed buns and sesame cakes.

As for the taste, it must be bad.

But there is food to fill the stomach, salt to replenish consumption, and buckets of boiling water to fill the stomach and give you the strength to walk another twenty or thirty miles, then there is a way to survive!

In Nanxun Town, doctors from several time-honored drug stores also went to the north of the town with their apprentices.

The sick were given medicine, the injured were bandaged, and for those with serious injuries, a few thatched huts were temporarily built outside the town for them to rest, so that their injuries would not get worse.

To the north, east and south entrances of the town, baskets of steamed buns and pancakes, buckets of hot water, and some simple raincoats, bamboo hats, umbrellas and other items to protect against wind and rain were all delivered like a stream.

He Duo, He Xi and their men, holding torches and lanterns, supervised from the side.

When they saw the people whose clothes were intact and whose complexions were good, they gave each of them two steamed buns or two pancakes and two buckets of water, and then let them leave quickly.

When they met those who were in rags, carrying the elderly and children with them, but without a single bundle of luggage, and were obviously from poor families, He Duo would bring his men and give them a small bunch of copper coins along with steamed buns and pancakes.

There weren't many copper coins, only about twenty or thirty cents for one string, and if you spent them sparingly, it could support a family of three or five for three or four days.

You can’t give too much. If you give too much, it’s not a favor, it’s going to cost the lives of these people!
There was no way he could give more. The 108 small spaces in Xing Tianli's purple-sash Taoist robe were filled with gold, silver, jewelry, gemstones, jade and the like. There were even boxes of banknotes issued by various countries. He still hadn't counted how many there were.

On the contrary, there are no copper coins.

Even for these copper coins, he had to ask He Duo and He Xi to go to the towns of Nanxun in person, holding bags of large-denomination banknotes and exchanging them with the wealthy people and landlords!
The wealthy people in Jiangnan have a good habit. They like to dig cellars and hide their cash!
They don't trust banks or anything like that.

Some wealthy men in Nanxun Town had millions of copper coins in their cellars, with one string worth one thousand copper coins. Hey, a wealthy family could secretly hide tens of billions or even hundreds of billions of copper coins!
When Xing Tianli's spiritual power swept through the cellars of these people, he was shocked!

No wonder, throughout the dynasties, these local rich people in Jiangnan have no good impression. If Xing Tianli was the current Minister of Finance, he might have had evil ideas and executed several families!

So fat!

If he could empty out the underground cellars and treasuries of all sizes in Nanxun Town, Xing Tianli thought that he might be able to completely condense and manifest the phantoms of the seven large tripods in Lingtai Zifu, allowing his cultivation to reach the next great realm.

Today's Xing Tianli, in terms of bloodline, is just a "witch" whose ancestral bloodline has not yet been purified. In the "Original Witch Scripture", he is a "scum" who does not even deserve a name, a pure "cannon fodder"!
When Xing Tianli was thinking about this, the phantoms of the seven large tripods in the Lingtai Purple Mansion shook slightly, and a huge phantom of a stable emerged from the large tripod. Next to the pile of horse manure, burly men about eight feet tall were seen carrying steel-forged brooms and sweeping them with a huff.

A vague message flowed into the soul.

Xing Tianli's face suddenly turned dark.

With his current blood concentration and strength, in the primitive era that truly belonged to "witches", he is not even qualified to sweep the stables?

At this moment, would he be easily trampled to death by the horses raised by those "witches"?

"Master, am I that bad?"

However, looking at the two fist-sized tripods floating inside his body, Xing Tianli said nothing. He accepted it!

Gather the nine small tripods together, and when looking inside, the small tripods should be nine feet high, and the golden light inside the tripod should be as thick as a thumb, about three feet high. This is considered the completion of the first level of cultivation of the fundamental method of "A Stick of Incense in the Furnace of Heaven and Earth"!
The current Xing Tianli is far from that.

With all kinds of evil thoughts running through his mind, Xing Tianli patrolled back and forth in the north, east and west of the town several times, fearing that some short-sighted officials or local tyrants would come and make a fuss or take advantage of him.

Fortunately, He Duo, He Xi and others, although they were descendants of Hou Tu of Wuyue Hall, had mixed blood in Yiduli Mountain for many years and did not look like natives of the East Country. They also had Yiduli passports and were accompanied by a group of younger brothers with different hair colors and eye colors. The distribution of food and travel expenses went smoothly without any trouble.

However, as time passed, Xing Tianli was annoyed to find that a eunuch from the weaving department quietly appeared next to the site where He Duo, He Xi and others were distributing food.

These eunuchs, who had changed into ordinary clothes, relied on their nimble bodies to sneak around the area, holding small notebooks in their hands and drawing on them with charcoal pencils.

Xing Tianli followed two familiar-looking eunuchs and walked around with them, watching them whispering to each other. He communicated with the eunuchs who were monitoring various places, and then followed them back to the Pingbo Marquis' Mansion.

Xing Tianli followed the two of them into the underground and came to the edge of Baihe Pond, outside an exquisite water pavilion.

Xing Tianqingshu stood at the entrance of the water pavilion with his hands behind his back. Two eunuchs came here, greeted Xing Tianqingshu, and then gathered together, took out a small notebook, gestured, and began to report what they saw and heard.

Inside the water pavilion, there was a faint fragrance. Princess Yihe, who had changed into a light and casual outfit, was sitting on a soft couch with her legs crossed, hugging people on both sides. There were also several other pretty women in costumes and makeup surrounding her.

On a square table, there are all kinds of fresh fruits and exquisite snacks, about thirty or forty kinds of things.

When Xing Tianli's spiritual power swept over, the dim sum was still warm, obviously freshly made and just taken out of the steamer and oven.

The woman on Princess Yihe's left arm had just fed her a sip of fragrant tea and kissed her warmly. Then the woman on her right arm picked up a raspberry, put it on her lips as red as the raspberry, and passed it to Princess Yihe sweetly.

It was the dead of night, with disaster victims all over the ground outside, but Princess Yihe was eating and drinking, with her beautiful daughter in her arms, as happy as the silly son of a rich country tycoon.

Jieshi County Governor Wei Lansheng sat aside, holding a cup of tea without looking away, and said slowly: "Pinghai City must be rebuilt. However, the resettlement of millions of disaster victims is a big problem."

Princess Yihe coughed.

Wei Lansheng smiled and said, "My lord, you are wise. Pinghai City is so big, and there are more than 3 million disaster victims. The amount of relief money is not a small amount."

Princess Yihe remained silent. She pouted her lips and kissed the girl in her left arm passionately.

Wei Lansheng nodded slowly: "Then, let's temporarily set the number of victims at 3.5 million. With five people in each household, 700,000 households will cost a lot to rebuild the city. Is it appropriate to rebuild it based on three rooms per household?"

Princess Yihe waved her hand and ate a green date.

Wei Lansheng nodded slowly: "It's too cramped. The people of the East Country should live in a more spacious place. A family of five should have a bedroom for each person, a study room, a guest room, two utility rooms and a warehouse, a kitchen and a toilet, and a small courtyard for each family, and a well!"

Princess Yihe raised her head and said softly, "It is a bit wasteful. The Queen Mother is willing to allocate funds, but when it comes to the officials, it will be a bit sluggish. The Minister of Finance may hit his head and die in the palace. So, cut it down a bit!"

Wei Lansheng smiled and said, "Then, for a family of five, a small courtyard with five rooms, a kitchen and a toilet, ten households, and one well?"

Princess Yihe thought for a while and nodded: "That's right. But the reconstruction of the city needs to be planned carefully."

Wei Lansheng smiled brightly: "You are the wisest. I heard that in the universities of hundreds of countries in the far west, there is a special subject of urban planning. Although those foreign engineers charge high fees, the cities they design are the most beautiful and picturesque!"

"If the newly built Pinghai City is designed by a few foreign masters and built according to the standards of the International Concession, the first city in the Far East will definitely be the new Pinghai City!"

Princess Yihe smiled, opened her mouth, and let the woman in her right hand put a piece of pineapple into her mouth, and her two little clove tongues 'tsk tsk'ed for a long time.

Wei Lansheng smiled again and said, "According to this plan, the newly built Pinghai City will certainly be good. However, the government's funding may not be enough. However, many of the gentry in Jieshi County are filial and have long wanted to serve the princess. What do you think?"

Princess Yihe nodded slowly and sighed: "I can't let their hearts go cold with my filial piety, right? They are all loyal people, so let's serve. I have to ask the Queen Mother for an order to give some official positions below the fourth rank. You can decide on the distribution according to the number of contributions."

Wei Lansheng's eyes widened, not caring to avoid being shy, staring straight at Princess Yihe: "Please give me some rules. How many official positions can you get?"

Princess Yihe frowned, thought for a while, and slowly raised three fingers: "It's not good to give too much at one time, so as to avoid those scholars who have damaged their brains through reading. From the fourth rank and below to the seventh rank and above, a total of 300 hats."

Waving her hands, Princess Yihe said softly, "From the seventh rank and below, there is no official flavor at all. Isn't it embarrassing enough to take it out?"

Wei Lansheng narrowed his eyes and smiled: "You are very wise, but three hundred is a bit tight. In the past few years, the court has not given out many top officials. How many gentry and wealthy businessmen in Jieshi County are eagerly waiting for grace?"

"These days, foreigners are powerful and snobbish. If the people of our Eastern Country don't have a hat on their backs, they will be looked down upon when they do business with them."

After coughing lightly, Wei Lansheng asked cautiously, "However, if all the positions are candidates, I'm afraid it will still not be enough to raise enough funds for reconstruction. Do you think we can ask the Queen Mother for an imperial decree to create a few real positions?"

Princess Yihe raised her eyebrows and glanced at Wei Lansheng: "Real job vacancies, these days, everyone is eyeing real job vacancies, but there are so many candidates, how can it be so easy to get a real job?"

After thinking for a while with a sad face, Princess Yihe sighed and said, "Forget it. After all, it is a real job, so I can get a good price for my contribution. Come on, come on, I will think of a way to get at least thirty or fifty of them."

"However, it is really difficult to work in the government office. If it is really impossible, just give them military positions. For a big town like Nanxun Town that has money, people, and a solid foundation, give them a few fifth- and sixth-rank militia commanders, let them raise their own food and wages, and train militia."

Wei Lansheng smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into a line: "Your Highness is the wisest. This is really a good idea. There are at least thirty or fifty large towns like Nanxun Town in Jieshi County. Even if each town trains a thousand militiamen, if something happens, with one order, there will be tens of thousands of elite soldiers who can fight!" "Using the people's money to raise troops for the court, your Highness is the wisest!"

Three feet underground, Xing Tianli was stunned and almost wanted to vomit blood!

It’s really wise!
In these years in Xiaolongqiu Town, Li Kuisheng was afraid of attracting too much attention, so he could barely maintain fifty regular soldiers from the Inspection Office and recruited two or three hundred idle men!

If you sell a legitimate militia commander to Li Kuisheng, an old killer like Li Kuisheng with a legitimate military background can easily gather three to five thousand legitimate elite soldiers!
Then, behind this militia commander, there is the White Lotus Sect headed by Xiangliu Baihu!
Wow ya ya!

It’s so beautiful!
Are you planning to sell thirty or fifty of these powerful militia commanders?

Xing Tianli had a thousand nice words to say to certain people's mothers in his mind, but he didn't know how to express them for a moment. While he was complaining, Xing Tianqingshu, with the two eunuchs from before, who had probably sorted out the information they had collected, walked in with small steps, smiling on their faces, after informing them.

"Your Highness!"

Xing Tianqingshu took the small book copied by the two eunuchs and bowed deeply to Princess Yihe: "I have found out that the people who are distributing food and fodder outside the town and handing out travel expenses, taking advantage of the chaos and 'deliberately buying the hearts of the people', are a group of Yiduoli people."

Princess Yihe widened her eyes and subconsciously let go of the two girls in her arms.

"What? Yidoli people?"

"Oh, these barbarians and slaves, ever since they gained power, they turned against the Tian Gang and suppressed my Dongguo Shenzhou. Since then, the foreigners who came to my Dongguo have been lawless and oppressed the people. Their evil deeds are too numerous to list!"

"Those Idoli people, were they shot in the head?"

Princess Yihe was so shocked that her originally clear voice became a little sharp and piercing.

"Well, you probably know those Yiduoli people." Xing Tianqingshu said with a smile, "They are the people of our weaving department director Li Li."

Princess Yihe's expression changed instantly. She grabbed the woman on her right and subconsciously pinched the soft flesh on her chest. The girl burst into tears in pain, but dared not make a sound. Instead, she forced a smile and threw several seductive glances at Princess Yihe.

"Oh, Li Li's people?"

Exhaling lightly, Princess Yihe asked coldly, "Do you know how much silver he spent?"

Xing Tianqingshu lowered his head, looked at the records in the small book, and said softly: "It's about the same. They placed orders with several grain merchants in the town, and they can get 10,000 to 20,000 shi of grain."

With a 'bang', Wei Lansheng threw the teacup in his hand to the ground.

He stood up angrily and shouted, "This is simply lawless. What does he want to do? What does he want to do? Providing relief to the victims is the responsibility of the court. Is it his turn as a lowly fifth-rank official to do this?"

“This is buying people’s hearts!”

"This is a sinister plot!"

Wei Lansheng shouted harshly and easily pinned several terrible charges on Xing Tianli.

According to what he meant, Xing Tianli could make a call at any time, then put on the yellow robe, lead thousands of troops, cross the river, march straight to Fentian City, overturn the throne in the Golden Palace, and change the dynasty!

Three feet underground, Xing Tianli's face was as gloomy as water, and he turned and left.

Don't want to hear it anymore.

Don't want to listen.

Outside the town, millions of disaster victims were struggling to find a place to stay and food to survive.

The government was only busy settling the foreign masters who had fled here, but it seemed as if they didn't pay any attention to their own people!
Not a grain of rice, not a drop of water.

It cannot be said that they did not care about these disaster victims - Princess Yihe and Wei Lansheng were thinking about them. They were already planning how to apply for funds from the court in the name of providing relief to the disaster victims and rebuilding the city.

They even thought about how to take advantage of this golden opportunity to sell official positions and titles and win more support from local tyrants and evil gentry!

However, despite all the good plans, no one remembered to give even a bowl of porridge to the disaster victims outside the town who were in urgent need of help!

No!

It is understandable that our ancestor Murima did not expect this, because he is a living celestial being, an extraordinary and otherworldly inhuman creature!
It is understandable that our ancestor Yang Tianji did not think of this. He is not a human being. He is just an old dog that has become a spirit. What does he know about the world and people's livelihood? What does he know about disaster relief and saving lives?
Princess Yihe didn't expect this...

Xing Tianli gritted his teeth and realized that he could bear it.

What can you expect from the royal family members who are high and mighty and have never experienced the suffering of the common people?

But Wei Lansheng, you are a pastoral official.

Under Wei Lansheng, there were those officials, both big and small.

I don't ask you to be a qualified "parent official", but at least be a "good person" with a conscience? You shouldn't just lick the buttocks of the foreign masters and ignore your own disaster victims, right?

Xing Tianli, the protruding rafter, jumped out very proactively.

He paid out of his own pocket and found someone to help those poor people.

Even if we can’t say that he has made any merits, at least he has made no mistakes, right?
The results of it?
'Winning the hearts of the people and harboring ulterior motives'!
With a breath of anger stuck in his heart, Xing Tianli felt as if his whole body was on fire, burning uncomfortably, even his soul was raging like thunder, causing the boundless chaos outside Lingtai Zifu to surge and shake violently, and hundreds of black tentacles rushed towards Lingtai Zifu with a "clatter".

The broken ancient bronze sword made a sword sound, and hundreds of tentacles were cut off and swallowed by the seven huge cauldron phantoms.

He could clearly see that a crack on the ancient bronze sword seemed to have deepened a little. Xing Tianli was so frightened that he trembled all over. He hurriedly restrained his reverie, suppressed his thoughts, and let his soul sit cross-legged obediently in the Lingtai Zifu, not daring to make the slightest movement.

"Mother!"

Xing Tianli walked around randomly below the ancestral home of the Xing Tian family.

This terrifying giant "magic weapon" has lost all its spirituality and all its functions, so Xing Tianli has the courage to do whatever he wants. Otherwise, with the "original appearance" of this mansion, if Xing Tianli did this, he would have triggered the magic formation and turned into ashes.

While walking quickly, Xing Tianli murmured: "I don't want to be the 'Marquis' of the Great Yu Dynasty anymore, okay? If the world changes, and the court changes, then I can make myself a marquis, okay?"

'Bang'!
Xing Tianli suddenly broke into a huge underground space and knocked down a large bronze shield hanging against the wall. The heavy shield fell heavily to the ground with a dull thud.

Xing Tianli suddenly stopped, gritted his teeth, and stomped his feet hard.

"That's it!"

"You want me to be like my father, and be made a marquis and a general in this damned Dayu Dynasty!"

"Okay, okay, for the sake of a clear mind and understanding of cause and effect, I will endure it!"

"Princess Yihe, I must forcibly take a marquisate from you."

"If you don't give it to me, I'll kill you and then find another master!"

Gritting his teeth and sneering a few times, Xing Tianli raised his left hand, and a ball of bronze flame rose up, illuminating this huge hall that was nearly a hundred feet deep underground.

“It’s truly a grand gesture!”

After wandering around for a while, Xing Tianli was now recalling the trajectory he had taken. This hall should be located right in the center of the Xing Tian family's ancestral home above.

The hall is about two miles in circumference, with a standard round sky and square earth structure.

The square hall has a round dome. On the dome, there are thirty-six dark metal beams crisscrossing each other. Each beam is three feet thick. The material of these beams is a kind of "witch gold" refined by secret methods. The huge beams are completely formed in one piece and then experienced extremely terrible violent hammering. Their strength and flexibility are ridiculously strong.

The beams and pillars covered with countless witch patterns, even in the Dharma Ending Age, even if all the spirituality has dissipated, even if they no longer have any magical effects, their own material alone is enough to allow them to easily support the thick rock strata above and the huge buildings of the Xingtian family's ancestral home on the ground.

Xing Tianli was looking around the hall when suddenly his body stiffened.

He was horrified to discover that he had been poisoned.

Highly toxic.

An extremely horrible poison.

The poison corroded his body, devoured his soul and consumed his bones. In the Lingtai Zifu, the spirit of Xing Tianli was screaming in shock - this deadly poison permeated his entire body in an instant, and then went straight to the Lingtai Zifu, as if it knew that Xing Tianli's soul was hiding here!
This is a deadly poison specifically targeting ascetics!

Xing Tianli broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead. He hadn't figured out how to respond yet. When he was exclaiming "Alas, my Taoist master, I am in trouble now", the essence and blood in his body that originally came from Xing Tian suddenly became boiling hot.

The poison that was raging like a flood and a beast suddenly calmed down.

Strands of terrifying, violent voodoo that was filled with power enough to kill gods and destroy Buddhas slowly seeped in from the air from all directions, and penetrated into Xing Tian's body bit by bit, transforming into rolling hot currents that continuously filled his bone marrow, stimulated his blood, and strengthened and purified his blood bit by bit.

In Lingtai Zifu, countless witch patterns in the "Original Witch Scripture" swirled rapidly. In an instant, nearly a million bronze witch patterns as thin as fly heads were sprayed out, forming a magnificent "Bloodline Voodoo Notes".

Xing Tianli's soul was shaken, and he absorbed and integrated the "Bloodline Voodoo Notes" bit by bit, and then sweated profusely.

What a vicious witchcraft.

What a horrible voodoo.

If he did not have the genuine bloodline of the Xingtian clan, although the blood concentration was a little thin, he was indeed a genuine descendant of the Xingtian clan. Even if his soul was already a Yangshen celestial being, it would have been completely annihilated the moment he sensed the existence of voodoo.

In the Dharma Ending Age, all other supernatural and sacred beings have perished. People like Murima can only restrain their energy and rely on certain special methods to survive.

Only this kind of complexly prepared voodoo can retain its extremely destructive power after countless years in this extremely closed underground environment.

Xing Tianli suddenly realized why Murima was unwilling to enter Xing Tianli's ancestral home before finding a suitable excuse.

Why is it that after Murima entered the ancestral home of Xingtian clan, he actually went fishing honestly in Baihetan, instead of digging everywhere and stealing the treasures of Xingtian clan's ancestors as imagined!

It turns out that Murima knows the Wu family’s methods!

The horrible poison hidden in this underground hall is enough to kill anyone except the legitimate descendants of the Xingtian clan. Anyone else, even the descendants of other witches, who would die of blood collapse and blood essence depletion upon touching it. According to Xing Tianli's estimation, if these witch poisons were to leak out from this hall with a radius of about two miles, not to mention Pinghai City and Jieshi County, the entire Jiangdong Province, which is four thousand miles from east to west and six thousand miles from north to south, would be turned into a death zone!
Xing Tianli had just come across the "Bloodline Voodoo Chapter" and did not have a deep understanding of many of the techniques therein. He had not been able to clearly analyze the voodoo that filled this hall - if Xing Tian's ancestors had added some special methods of 'deriving when encountering blood, and rapidly multiplying' in it, then, wow, that would really be called poison spreading throughout the world!

These days, Xing Tianli has also been studying the "Primitive Witch Scripture". The more he comprehends it, the more he fears the methods and natures of the ancient great witches.

These are a group of unscrupulous evildoers. It's not that they are incapable of doing such evil things that would spread harm throughout the world, but they love to do it too much, they are too used to doing it!

Look at the various witchcrafts they left behind, which are only for killing the enemy and extremely pursuing one-sided lethality. Things like "humanitarianism" do not exist at all in their ethnic ethics!
Xing Tianli breathed in deep gulps of the poisonous gas that had been stagnant in the underground hall for who knows how many years. Gradually, a faint light began to appear on the ceiling and floor of the hall.

The bronze flame rising from Xing Tianli's palm was driven by witchcraft, and it had the same origin as some of the witch formations in this hall. Some of the small witch formations in the hall absorbed the subtle energy emitted by the bronze witch fire, and the witch formations that had been silent for countless years began to operate quietly.

The light in the hall gradually reached the level of natural daylight at dusk.

Xing Tianli looked at the dome.

Above the dome, a starry sky map is carved using an ancient technique.

Since Xing Tianli regained his sight, he looked up at the starry sky every night and naturally recognized that the star map carved on the dome was the stars of this world. These stars were originally inlaid with thumb-sized strange crystals, which should have contained some powerful power. However, the world fell into the last days, and the energy of these crystals disappeared. At this moment, they all turned gray and white, similar to the material of crystal.

On the square floor, a geographical map of the entire "Shenzhou" was laid out using hardware.

Big rivers, five mountains, and thousands of mountains.

This map of mountains and rivers is roughly the same as the official atlas of the world published by the Dayu Dynasty that Xing Tianli bought from the market, but it covers a larger area.

In the geographical atlas of the world published in the Dayu Dynasty, some towering mountains, such as those near the sources of major rivers, were deliberately blurred - it seemed that in those places, there were things that ordinary people could not know.

In this hall under the ancestral home of the Xingtian family, the mountains and rivers of the vast "Shenzhou" can be seen clearly.

On the huge map, Xing Tianli found a red gem as small as a sesame seed. Looking at the geographical location, Xing Tianli knew that this was "Nanxun Town".

Then, Xing Tianli found a thumb-sized red gem in the northwest, 20,000 to 30,000 miles away from Nanxun Town. Next to this red gem, on a towering mountain, the word "Anyi" was carved with an extremely crude knife technique.

'Anyi'!
The royal capital of the Xia Dynasty was called Anyi.

Xing Tianli's blood inexplicably surged. This was the Xing Tian blood in his body boiling and surging. He breathed in and out deeply. The voodoo in the hall, which was fatal to outsiders, turned into a tonic and continued to flow into his body.

A large amount of essence and blood quickly grew, and within just a few breaths, it had filled the heart, quickly being purified bit by bit, gradually turning into an almost crystalline substance.

In the Lingtai Zifu, Xing Tianli's soul shouted softly and bowed to the ancient bronze sword hanging high in the sky.

A flash of sword light slashed down, and Xing Tianli sat down on the ground in pain.

Ninety percent of his soul was cut off again. The sword light protected the other ninety percent of his soul and turned into a magnificent sword rainbow, wrapping the phantom of a bronze cauldron. It broke through the barrier of the boundless chaos around Lingtai Zifu and went straight into the spleen.

The essence and blood in the heart combined with the 90% of the soul that was severed, and quickly melted into a ball with the phantom of the big cauldron.

A small tripod appears in the spleen.

In the five internal organs, ochre-colored divine light flickered and vibrated. Within Xing Tianli's body, tremendous power rapidly grew. His body strength also continued to grow under the nourishment of this tremendous earth energy.

With a muffled groan, Xing Tianli grabbed the large shield that had been hanging on the wall and knocked to the ground by him when he burrowed into the ground. The shield flew into the air and landed in front of him.

"Thank you for the gift from our ancestors!" Xing Tianli smiled, his hands shining with a faint bronze light, and he grabbed the giant bronze shield which had an ancient shape, was about six feet high and one inch thick.

(End of this chapter)