Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself

As night falls, the lights of Chang'an City are brilliant and bustling like a dream. These thirteen dynasties and ancient capitals have carried one after another brilliant Chinese civilization. I don't know how many heroes have been sleeping here. There are a large number of living and dead people related to historical figures in Chang'an.

In the hotel room, Jiang Hao finished typing the first report and sent it out. She stretched a lazy waist and said lazily: It's finally done. How is your husband?

Ning Tao patted the small medicine box around him and said with a smile: I have nothing to prepare, and I can come out at any time.

Jiang Hao said: Let's go now.

Do n’t worry, it is a scenic area after all, maybe someone is going around now, just wait. Ning Tao said. It only took a few seconds to seal the mound, and he was not in a hurry.

Jiang Hao said: Then come and give me a massage and my bones are sore.

You didn't do anything, how could your bones be sore? Ning Tao seemed to smell a trace of conspiracy.

If Xiaoqing let you massage, your hands must be on her right now? Jiang Hao said that there was already an obvious sour taste in his voice.

Ning Tao smiled bitterly, and went to massage her shoulders.

There is nothing to argue about, because Qing Zun never lets Master Ning give her a massage, but he also takes the initiative. However, it is not good for the relationship between husband and wife, and family harmony is not good. After all, he was a man who married three wives, and the way in which the husband and wife get along is different from most men.

Husband, what do you mean? While enjoying the comfort and pleasure brought by the doctor of self-cultivation, Jiang Hao with closed eyes broke the silence between the two.

Ning Tao said: I do n’t know, but

But what?

Ning Tao said softly: It's just a feeling, I think everything seems to be related to Xun Zudan. Tiandao Medical Museum has killed three vicious princes, in fact all related to Xun Zudan. I suspect that there is a force in the underworld, it is driving all this, including me, but I do n’t know what this power is, and I do n’t know what its purpose is

He couldn't go on. These were his guesses. No matter how much he said, there was no evidence to prove it, and it might even be wrong.

Jiang Hao opened his eyes and looked at her man: Do you think that these strange people and things appearing in Chang'an are also related to Xun Zudan?

Ning Tao nodded his head: Whether it was Han entrepreneurship we've seen, or Wu Wanrong who was taken away by Wu Yi, both are the symptoms of returning to ancestors. The reason they can repay their souls and devour their hosts is because Han Chuangye and Wu Wanrong already have the genes of Han Xin and Wu Zetian, and can be said to be their descendants.

You mean their ghosts are actually awakened by their genes? Jiang Hao looked surprised.

Ning Tao said: Isn't it the same for yourself, you can awaken the genes of ancestors and then become them.

But my soul is still my own soul, but that Han Xin and Wu Zetian have not changed their souls.

Ning Tao said: Because they have no body, they are in the opposite situation to you, which is quite normal.

I still can't figure out, where is the source?

Ning Tao smiled bitterly: I don't know, I hope that the action tonight will be rewarded.

Don't worry, it's still early.

Ok? Ning Tao's mind was a little strange. She was still saying that she was about to get out. How could she not worry when she massaged it?

Jiang Hao stood up from the chair, and brought Ning Tao to the chair with a gentle smile on her face: husband, let me wait for you and let you relax.

No, Ning Tao is inexplicably nervous.

Why are you so nervous, I won't eat you again. Jiang Hao raised his lips slightly. If Xiaoqing said to serve you, you must have nodded, right?

Ning Tao stopped talking.

Jiang Hao reached Ning Tao's ear and exhaled: I know you are nervous because the natural bed is not beside you, so it's okay, I let you. My mother is so old, you have to think about how she feels about hugging her grandson?

Ning Tao:

Two hours later, a door of convenience opened, and the couple walked out of the dark cave. Oncoming was a dense forest, with snow covering the canopy and the ground, and a blank field of vision.

This is the mound of mounds, the resting place of the eternal emperor.

Ning Tao climbed towards the highest point of the mound of mounds. Last time Lin Qingzhang disappeared from the highest point.

It's not that far, but Ning Tao climbed a little harder. Nothing else. The back is sore and the legs are soft. Others envy him that he has three wives, but who knows his suffering?

Some things and farming are the same. If a cow plows an acre of land, it is generally competent, but if it plows three acres of land, it will be very tired. Often work in three acres of land, fatigue accumulates, and even beefier cows are tired. There is an old saying that there is never a plowed field, only a cow that is exhausted, not to mention that the poor cattle plow is still three acres of Lingtian.

Husband, do you want to rest? Jiang Hao is concerned about the authenticity.

I'm fine, I'm here. Ning Tao said, then rubbed his waist subconsciously.

The couple came to the highest point of the mound of mounds. The crooked neck pine tree was rooted in the soil, and the pine roots were sculpted. Everything has a spirit. Perhaps this old pine has absorbed the dragon spirit of Qin Shihuang, so it was born so unique?

Ning Tao sat cross-legged at Lao Song's feet, and put a strong pinch on his forehead, and then said to Jiang Hao: I'll take a look at Yuan Ying, and you will protect the law for me.

Jiang nodded his head, and immediately took away the chase on the shoulder. This gun has been refined by Ning Tao, and its power is much greater than that of Heihuo's weapon.

After Ning Tao explained a sentence, she closed her eyes and entered the body world in the posture of Guanyin lotus.

He went in, Yuan Ying came out, and vigorously pinched the charm on the eyebrows, turned into a piece of energy light spot and merged into his Yuan Ying.

Although the blessing of vigorously holding the pinch is only two or three minutes in duration and has little meaning, it can provide Ning Tao's Yuanying with the help of crossing the soil and five pounds.

Leaving the body, Ning Tao plunged into the dirt. Open the eyes, the darkness does not exist, and the soil is visible. In his sight, the black fertile soil and the stones in the dirt were clearly visible.

After a depth of more than a hundred meters, the black soil disappeared and replaced by a gray-white rammed earth city, with a greater density.

Before coming, Ning Tao deliberately checked the information to understand the situation. The Qin Emperor's Mausoleum flies three stories, the inner city and the underground palace. If he enters from the foot of the mound, although it can reduce the process of penetrating the ground more than 100 meters, he needs to pass through the outer city and inner layer with rammed earth wall, but it is more troublesome. However, when he sneaked in from the top of the mound, he could directly reach the center of the palace, so he chose to dive from the highest point of the mound.

After a short pause, Ning Tao continued to dive. Tianyan's vision was full of dense rammed soil, and the assistance for the dive was significantly greater.

In about thirty seconds, the depth of several tens of meters was thrown behind him. The resistance to Yuanying suddenly disappeared. Ning Tao came into the inner palace, and the vision in front of him suddenly opened. It was at that moment. Shocked by the sight in front of me.

There is no need to see through the sky. There are long bright lights everywhere in this underground palace. The little bright lights disperse the darkness and illuminate the underground space. Ning Tao stands high, as if suspended in a football stadium that can accommodate 100,000 people.

Countless treasures are piled on the ground. Those mountain-like gems and gold sparkle under the candlelight, creating a fantasy world of light, such as stars, such as the vast starry sky, and even gorgeous aurora. It will eclipse in front of it.

Mercury flows, silver is shining, there is a trickle, and it is as wide as a pool, just like rivers and seas, and hundreds of rivers are horizontal, extremely spectacular.

Historical materials record that the Qinhuangdi Palace used mercury as the river and the sea, instilled by machine, with astronomy and geography. With mermaid cream and candle, the indestructible is long.

This record is true.

That little bit of candlelight has been burning for more than 2,000 years and has not gone out. This scene alone is a miracle. And those mercury flows for thousands of years under the function of the organ, which is even more a miracle among miracles. But it ’s strange, this should be a closed space. Oxygen needs to be burned by candlelight. Where does oxygen come from? Even if it is a candlelight of atomic energy, it will be difficult to run for more than two thousand years? And the institutions that infused mercury, even the most craftsman-like Germans, would never be able to run machinery for more than two thousand years?

These confusions disappeared in an instant.

As seen by Ning Tao's eyes, in addition to the sloppy mercury gas in this space, there is also a green and energetic spirit. They scattered from every bronze candlestick and from the ground. And on those candlesticks, there are runes on the organs that can be seen, and all the runes form a huge legal matrix.

The Qinhuangdi Palace has not been stolen for more than 2,000 years. The place recorded by the tomb thieves in history is only the outer city, and the stolen is only the tomb of the funeral. Imagine, if there is such a guardian of the circle, who can steal this palace?

Ning Tao's eyes quickly searched for the figure he wanted to see ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I was also surprised and said: This magic array is not much weaker than the Moon Eater's soul-eating spirit array. Is Qin Huang also a practitioner? Or, did a fairy build this earth palace for him?

Historical materials are written by people. The person who wrote the history has already written it. Who can ensure that what he writes is true?

According to historical records, there was a strange man named Li Xianyu in the Tang Dynasty. His height was seven feet, his face was like a crown jade, and he was born with divine power. This man presented a plan in Luoyang Palace, and rounded a copper bell alive. Xuanzong Aicai, General Feng, and married his most beloved little princess. Can such historical materials be true?

Therefore, what is recorded in historical materials is often a mixture of truth and falsehood.

Ning Tao's sight stopped at the west of the palace, and he could not move away.

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