After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

The main hall of Qingyuan Sect had never been so lively before, but Shangguan Wencang, sitting on the seat of the Sect Master, looked composed and not stage-frightened, but in fact, he felt quite uneasy.

He was thinking about opening the Great Shang Imperial Mausoleum and was afraid of unexpected changes, so he asked Shang Qinqing and Li Modu for advice on who he could trust to invite to protect him.

Unexpectedly, the entire Eastern Wilderness, Yunzhou, and Southern Xinjiang were in chaos.

It would be fine if only someone from Hengtong Trading Company came, but what about that group of killers from Xiyu Tower?

Damn, now the people selling candied haws and sesame cakes in front of the mountain gate are all free!

After the greetings in the hall, everyone was worried about Li Mo for a while.

"What method does the Qingyuan Sect intend to use? Are they sure of it?"

"If Sect Master Shangguan has anything to ask for, please speak directly."

Everyone looked over, after all, they didn't understand the actual situation well enough.

"Thank you all for coming all the way here."

Shangguan Wencang first bowed to everyone, and then spoke frankly and loudly:

"Perhaps you all know more or less about the origins of the Qingyuan Sect. It's just that our descendants were unworthy and the family fell into disgrace, leading to its current state."

Someone nodded. There were still some fragments left from the ancient times of gods and demons, and many ancient books recorded the events of the previous dynasty.

Many people know that Ziyang Prefecture was once the imperial capital of the Shang Dynasty.

"Under the Qingyuan is the imperial mausoleum of the Shang Dynasty."

Shangguan Wencang's frankness was unexpected: "Xiao Li needs the power of all living beings, and it's not just ordinary power of all living beings."

"So... we are preparing to take out the national destiny of our ancestor Fu Ze. This matter involves a lot of things. The Qingyuan Sect has long been in decline. I don't know if it can withstand the storm of the national destiny. That's why we have the audacity to invite you all to come."

There were many people in the seventh and sixth realms present. Even if he didn't say it, many people would be able to see it later.

It would be better to inform everyone in advance so that they can be mentally prepared.

If this matter is not weighed, it is not worth two ounces. If it is weighed, it cannot be explained as a rebellion.

"The fate of the Great Shang Dynasty?"

Everyone's expressions became serious.

The demons had no idea what national destiny was, but seeing how solemn everyone else was, they also started to look scared.

Only the giant whale chief asked in a low voice, "Can I eat it?"

"No wonder there was such a big commotion and we all gathered together."

The leader of Gangdou Sect let out a long sigh.

“…”

The elders of Qingyuan Sect looked at each other in confusion.

It was a misunderstanding. I just didn't expect Xiao Li to be so proud.

"Hengyun Sword City will be waiting here."

"Yes, Young Master Li has broken through the realm and ascended to heaven in one step. Since we are here to watch the ceremony, there is no reason for us to leave halfway."

"We are ready to witness the full realization of his inner world, a marvelous spectacle that will astonish all the heroes of the world!"

"What is national destiny? Isn't Young Master Li in seclusion? I wonder who the gossip is that he's injured. It's a joke."

Everyone in the hall tacitly defined the nature of this gathering.

...

Qun Yu Peak.

Following Xue Jing, Li Dalong and his wife arrived at the simple wooden house.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw that Shang Wu was not sleeping, which was rare. He was sitting there quietly with his eyes closed.

The beautiful woman in plain clothes was sitting beside the bed, like an orchid on an ethereal snowy mountain, elegant and cold, with gentle and bright eyes.

When she saw Li Dalong and Gu Xueqin, she smiled brightly.

When Gu Xueqin saw her son covered in wounds, she trembled and tried hard not to cry out.

She never expected her son to be successful, she just wanted him to be healthy and happy...

Now that things have become like this, she really regrets listening to Li Dalong and sending her son to Qingyuan Sect to strengthen his body.

"Xiao Bing'er, how is he...now? How confident are you?"

Li Dalong was not as panic-stricken as his wife, but his palms were clenched white.

"Ten percent."

"Nothing is perfect in this world, at least...Mr. Duo?"

Li Dalong reacted suddenly, his eyes filled with grief and confusion.

"Destroying and then rebuilding, recreating the inner world, is actually a blessing in disguise for him. Once he enters the imperial mausoleum and the great fortune of the Shang Dynasty is added to his body, he will be able to break through and enter the fourth realm."

Ying Bing's tone was gentle and soft, as if he was stating a fact.

Xiao Bing'er is a child who can't lie.

Li Dalong felt relieved after hearing this:

"What happened after the Heavenly Man Trial?"

"After he ascended the throne, he reforged the Celestial Sword and forced out the Blood God within..."

Ying Bing made tea for the two of them and talked about what happened in the Tianhuang Territory.

Gu Xueqin touched her son's hand with heartache.

Li Dalong was moved, but his mood was even more complicated.

The naughty boy who once needed him to shelter him from the wind and rain had grown so tall that he could no longer see him.

No wonder so many world-famous people gathered in Qingyuan Sect. I don’t know how my son took that step to stand tall and proud.

After listening to it silently, he believed what Ying Bing said completely.

"It's almost time."

Xue Jing suddenly stood at the door.

Shang Wu opened his eyes, smacked his lips, and subconsciously touched the gourd, but after thinking about it, he just pulled out the cork, smelled it twice, and put it back.

Tang Xiaobao ran in and carried Li Mo on his back as if it were a piece of cake.

"I'm going."

Ying Bing nodded at the two of them.

She rubbed his head gently, walked out the door with light steps, and then showed some heaviness, and rubbed the big-headed doll on her waist heavily.

That’s right, 100%.

But it's not 120%. When it really comes to this time, she still can't help but feel nervous.

Li Dalong and Gu Xueqin did not follow. They knew they could not help much and could only stand at the door and watch.

Rumbling--

The ground shook.

The ground was covered with broken statues and rubble, and had long been covered with moss. After Shang Wu placed his palm on a certain residual image, a fire light flashed, and a door slowly opened on the ground.

There was a mist coming from below, as if there was light...

boom--

A certain fighting king thought the door was opening too slowly, so he kicked it again.

The opposite side did not look like the lifeless and dark imperial mausoleum, but instead seemed to connect the yin and yang worlds.

There are quite a few statues of gods outside, but there are even more inside.

When they noticed someone entering, the statues, which were either terrifying, solemn, or majestic, all turned around and looked towards the entrance.

As if, alive.

Not only did it seem alive, it also seemed less friendly.

Anyone who encounters someone kicking the door would think that the person is up to no good, right?

"Who are you, bold lunatic?"

"Princess Nanming, the body of the Vermillion Bird."

“…”

The statues seemed silent for a moment, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

After a long while, the voice finally echoed: ".......You can enter, but outsiders are not allowed to enter."

Many statues of the gods spoke at the same time, and an ancient majesty emerged, giving people an unquestionable feeling.

"Princess, please forgive me. This is my ancestor..."

"Hey, Princess, why are you moving me?"

"Fill in the cesspool. Recently, there are many people from the Qingyuan Sect, as well as the demon tribe and so on. Since you are so tough, I think you don't mind being a little smelly."

"..."

The statues are all the remnants of ancient sages, and their spiritual consciousness is extremely weak.

They would not doubt Shang Wu's identity, even though she did not behave like a princess at all. They only recognized the identities of Nanming Lihuo and Suzaku.

Well, fortunately, my spiritual awareness is not completely gone.

“…”

"Welcome to the Great Shang Imperial Mausoleum."