King Mingjiang obviously guessed something, showing an unbelievable look and said: "Is it your body in the coffin?"
Zhang Ruochen was obviously standing opposite him, so it was naturally a bit weird to say such words.
Zhang Ruochen's five fingers were tightly grasping the coffin lid, and recalling the scene when Chi Yao killed him, his heart actually ached.
"Twelve Emperor's Uncle, where will my body be buried after I die?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
King Mingjiang sighed and said: "It's a shame to say that after your death, continuous battles broke out in the imperial court in order to seize the throne. It can be said that it was bloody and everyone was in danger. In three days, I will go to investigate again. When I found your body your body was nowhere to be found."
Zhang Ruochen's eyes sharpened, and he stared at the coffin in front of him again. He pushed it hard, and immediately, the coffin lid flew out and fell to the ground with a bang.
The two of them stared into the coffin at the same time.
empty.
"How can it be?"
Zhang Ruochen stretched out a hand and reached into the coffin. He found no illusions or formations. The coffin was indeed empty.
King Mingjiang also showed an incomprehensible look and said: "The appearance of a coffin in the ancestral hall of the emperors is already quite strange. The words left by the emperor's brother appear on the coffin, which makes it even more strange. The coffin is empty, and it is Why?"
There are too many doubts.
Every bit of it is incomprehensible.
First of all, it is impossible for a coffin to appear in the ancestral hall of the emperors.
Second, the words written by Emperor Ming could not appear on the coffin.
Third, if Emperor Ming went to great lengths to put the coffin into the ancestral hall of the emperors, the coffin could not be empty.
Three impossible things happened, but they all happened.
"There are blood stains."
Zhang Ruochen found a blood stain at the bottom of the coffin. From this, it can be seen that there must have been a corpse in the coffin, but the body was later removed.
Both Zhang Ruochen and King Mingjiang fell into silence, thinking carefully.
King Mingjiang said: "What happened back then is really becoming more and more confusing, making it impossible for people to guess."
"Forget it, let's do business first!"
Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, they became extremely sharp and said: "The ancestral halls of the emperors and the royal tombs must be moved into the Qiankun Realm, and they can no longer be placed in Shengming City. The Twelve Emperors Uncle, I¡¯ll leave this matter to you, and I¡¯ll ask the Dragon Protection Pavilion to help you.¡±
A mighty great migration is unfolding in full swing, with tens of millions of monks who remember coming from all directions in Shengming City and stationed in the Qiankun Realm one after another.
What is most important to a world?
There is no doubt that ordinary people are the most important.
"Whether it is a warrior, a saint, or a god, they are not born out of thin air, but are born from hundreds of millions of civilians.
Common people are the soil. Without them, the Qiankun Realm will never become a powerful world, a world that can resist the Kunlun Realm.
Now, what Zhang Ruochen lacks most is people.
When the next morning came, the twelve Buddhist beads suspended in the four directions of Shengming City disappeared. At the same time, all the old members of Shengming City disappeared completely, as if the world had evaporated.
The news that King Lingxiao¡¯s palace was breached and King Lingxiao was suppressed and killed immediately spread as quickly as possible, and the world was frightened.
"Fake news! How could such a thing happen?"
"The King of Lingxiao was suppressed and killed? Haha, you laughed to death. Who spread the rumor?"
"With the strength of the Lingxiao Palace, coupled with the imperial army, it is enough to sweep across the entire southeastern land of the Central Region. Who can challenge them?"
At first, no one believed this news at all, but as the news became more and more, the details of the shocking battle last night were also exposed, and all the forces fell into deathly silence.
They had to admit the fact that just last night, Zhang Ruochen led Shengming's old troops to capture Shengming City and destroy the Lingxiaotian Palace. They were so powerful that they were completely destroyed.
The main altar of the Demon Cult.
When the saints of the Mu family received the news that the Demon Sect had taken over Shengming City, they all turned pale with fear.
The Holy Master of the Mu Family took a breath of cold air and said: "Lingxiao Heavenly King and Qingyue Laozu unexpectedly fell Who among the old Shengming tribe can kill them?"
"It is said to be the legendary Dragon Protection Pavilion."
Mu Lingxi¡¯s father, Yun Zheng, looked a little pale and said, ¡°Zhang Ruochen has finished his work.There are green bamboos hanging all over the place. Compared with the hustle and bustle of the outside world, it feels like another world.
Walking all the way to the depths of Qinghong Pavilion and under a peach tree, the talented lady with holy books stopped slightly.
"Wow¡ª¡ª"
The talented woman with the Holy Book took another step forward, and a circle of water ripples appeared on the tip of her toes. Then, the whole person passed through the water ripples and entered a strange world.
At this moment, in front of her, there was also a peach tree.
"However, the peach tree is extremely huge. The diameter of the trunk is more than ten miles, and it has grown into the clouds. It is not known how high it is. It is not certain, but it has grown to the outside of the sky.
"Grandpa, things have turned upside down outside, and the Queen is not here. Why don't you go out and take care of it?" The talented woman with holy books clasped her hands together and bowed deeply to the peach tree in front of her.
An old voice rang out and spread throughout the world, saying: "It's all a group of juniors making small fuss. Grandpas have lived for thousands of years. Wouldn't it make people laugh to care about such trivial matters? Besides, Grandpa's duty is to protect the new spiritual root of heaven and earth in Kunlun Realm, the peach tree. The rest is up to you to deal with. Eight hundred years, a full eight hundred years, a few of you younger generations should be born. A character must be able to support a world on his own." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com