Achievement system: I am cultivating immortals in the world of martial arts

night.

Northwest of the capital.

Mangshan.

A group of men in black stood on the top of the hill, looking at the rolling mountains.

A man in black, with a compass in his hand, came forward and respectfully said to the man in black at the front,

"Old Ancestor, this is where the dragon's veins of Dachuan's national thieves are located. Dachuan's successive royal families were buried on Mount Mang, and they used their royal blood to suppress the dragon's veins and maintain Dachuan's national fortune.

Only on the day of ancestor worship every year, when the emperor holds the jade seal, can the dragon spirit be awakened and kept alive. We only have tomorrow as a chance.

As long as we seize this opportunity, take away the Dragon Qi and the Jade Seal, then the fate of the country will be tilted towards our Great Wu. At that time, the fate of the Great Wu will return, and the fate of Dachuan will fall apart. This is the time for us to rise up. "

"Big Wu..."

The man in black at the front lifted his cloak and looked up at the sky full of stars. There seemed to be memories in his cloudy eyes.

"The Great Wu has been gone for 500 years. Although I am a descendant of the Great Wu royal family, I can enjoy very little national fortune. Compared with Dachuan, it is just a drop in the bucket, a drop in the ocean.

Whether the great Wu can be revived, recover the lost land, and rebuild the country, and whether the old man can use the luck of the country to reach the top rank depends on the fortune this time.

Dachuan National Games... really strong, 500 years, there is no prosperity and decline, this peaceful and prosperous world has been maintained, the people live and work in peace and contentment, who is willing to follow us to rebel, my great Wu will never have a bright future.

This time, if Dachuan's national destiny is taken away, even if it cannot be taken away, it is fine to destroy it. Natural and man-made disasters will continue in Dachuan within three to five years, and it will turn from prosperity to decline. At that time, I, Dawu, will have a chance. "

"Old Ancestor, our Holy Cult will definitely do our best to help Great Wu win the world and share the fate of the country."

The man in black clapped his hands and saluted.

"It's useless to talk about those falsehoods. Compared with Dachuan, my Great Wu and Shengjiao are still much weaker. There are at least a dozen third-rank masters in the Dachuan royal family, and there should be at least one second-rank master. It is difficult for me to take away the dragon energy alone. ah."

"It's okay, ancestor, we still have allies."

"Ally? Is it Buddhism or Monster Race?"

"It's a barbarian."

"Oh, isn't the Yaoman family?"

"It's not a family. The monsters are birds and beasts, and the barbarians are humans. It's just that the Great River is strong. They, the races that live on the grassland, are forced to unite to fight against the Great River."

"Oh, when you do it tomorrow, the old man hopes that your fists are as powerful as your ability to lift a bar."

"I……"

"Have the barbarians come?"

"coming."

"where?"

"The villain doesn't know either."

"I……"

The old man was so angry that he almost sent him away on the spot.

"Then how did you know they were coming?"

……

……

Its daybreak.

Han Yun got up and washed, and went home last night. After being kicked out of the house by the handyman, Han Taibao learned from the pain and called all the maids and servants in the Taibao Mansion together to let them remember his appearance.

The janitor who looked down on people was fined to walk all night. Now his legs are cramped and he is lying on the bed resting.

The maid came over to dress and wash Xiao Yuxin. Xiao Yuxin is now considered a lady of a rich family, so she must be very particular about her dress and attire. At this time, she is also dressed cutely and gracefully.

Han Yun brought the Tianma, put Xiao Yuxin on it, and rode the horse towards the gate of the palace with Wang Fugui.

The ancestor worship ceremony is a very important ceremony. On this day, the emperor will take the royal family, nobles, civil and military officials, etc. to Mang Mountain to pay homage to the ancestors.

This is only in daily life. If other events happen, such as the enthronement of a new king, the launch of a national war, etc., you will also come to worship the ancestors and pray for the blessings of the ancestors.

All the people arrived soon, because Mangshan Mountain was in the northwest of the capital, and the journey was far away, so the emperor was sitting on the imperial chariot, which was pulled by six purebred celestial horses.

Behind them was a long line of carriages, with clansmen, aristocrats and ministers sitting, palace guards and imperial guards also riding horses, armed with weapons, guarding the left and right.

The imperial guards are a high-level unit, requiring cavalry to mount a horse and infantry to dismount. The mandarin duck formation that Han Yun taught them is an infantry formation, which is suitable for street fighting, but now they have to ride horses if they want to go out of the city.

After Han Yun greeted the emperor, he rode in front of the imperial guards and walked towards the north gate together.

The streets along the way have already been cleared, and the people are not allowed to come out.

After leaving the North City Gate, the convoy headed northwest all the way, and arrived at Mang Mountain around noon.

Mang Mountain is not a mountain, but a mountain range. Cemeteries can be seen everywhere on the mountain range, basically the tombs of the emperors and royal families who have passed away in the past 500 years.

It's just spring, and the weather is still very cold. There are bare trees and yellow grass everywhere on the mountain, and there is nothing to see.

Xiao Yuxin had a bitter face, her big eyes kept looking at the prince's carriage, and she didn't know if the prince's brother and Wang Ye's brother had brought her something delicious.

All the way to the top of the main peak of Mang Mountain, there is a tall bluestone altar on which someone has already arranged the flags and streamers required for the ceremony.

The elderly Da Zongbo came to the altar, holding a hanging bell in his hand, chanting words in his mouth, like a dancing god, calling for the dead souls of the royal ancestors.

Wang Fugui stood in the crowd of princes, yawning boredly, what he hated the most was this kind of occasion, a group of people standing in one place, doing inexplicable things, not talking about boredom, they can't do anything else, they have to keep It's really uncomfortable to bow your head in a submissive posture.

If you have this time, why don't you go home and sleep with Xiao Nian'an in your arms?

Oh, I forgot that Xiao Nian'an didn't give him a hug.

After Uncle Da Zong finished dancing the Great God, the emperor walked up to the altar holding the jade seal.

A corner of the jade seal was knocked off on New Year's Eve, and there was no way to get another piece of jade to stick to it, so I had to melt a little gold to fill the gap.

The emperor came to the altar, said a bunch of nice nonsense, and then raised the jade seal high up. Suddenly, there was a slight vibration from the ground, like the sound of a dragon chant.

This is the time of worshiping the ancestors every year, awaken the dragon spirit, and ask the dragon spirit to bless the weather in Dachuan, the country and the people, and check if there is any abnormality in the dragon spirit.

At this time, Han Yun couldn't help but become curious.

He released his consciousness, covered the entire mountain, and explored the dragon veins under the entire mountain.

Soon, Han Yun saw everyone on the mountain, saw a group of men in black and burly men ambushing under the ground not far from the altar, and saw the wave of golden aura hidden under the mountain.

Those golden auras are gradually condensing, from the wandering auras, they condense into the phantom of a golden dragon, which will break out of the ground after a while...

and many more?

Something seems to be missing,

What are those men in black and burly men doing?