"By the way, Chang Heng, remember to make the altar bigger and bury my stone tablet. After all, this is your job."

"It's true that I deal with the dead, but I'm 'borrowing things' from them, not building a ghost house for them."

Chang Heng looked at his boss who was enjoying himself comfortably next to him with a look of resentment.

But there is no way, who asked me to sell myself as a wage earner? How can I pay off my debts if I don’t work?

Chang Heng muttered a few words, dug a secret room under the passage, and then brought down the materials on the ground one by one to build an altar.

Nine totem poles were erected around the entire altar, and each pillar had some familiar patterns. Staring at those patterns, Ren Hong looked strange: The emperor's secret message?

After Chang Heng finished setting up, Zhuan Yu jumped down to check.

"Yes, yes, under the Nine Spirits Altar, my 'Nine Spirits Locking Heaven Curse' can be executed."

"Nine Spirits Locking the Heaven?" Ren Hong's eyes were deep, looking deeply at the back in front of the altar.

If he also practices the Dao of the Emperor, then it is impossible that he does not know the taboos of the Emperor's lineage. Is the Nine Spirits Locking Heaven to lock "Father" in order to enter the realm of the Dao Lord?

"It seems that I need to look carefully for the various secrets left behind by 'Zhuan Yu'."

If Zhuan Yu is also the reincarnation of a certain emperor's pavilion master, then he was born more than a thousand years ago and must be better prepared than himself.

Of course, judging from the results, Zhuan Yu seemed to have failed.

Recalling the thousand-year past that he watched in Taiyuan Immortal Mansion, Ren Hong didn't understand why: when Zhuan Yu attained enlightenment, the power of God suddenly descended from the sky, and then Zhuan Yu died and the power of God dissipated.

That is clearly the assimilation of the emperor!

"However, Zhuan Yu's Dao body is not enough for the 'Emperor' to use?"

Ren Hong looked at his hands silently.

Not just anyone can be the emperor's vessel.

First of all, bloodline inheritance. It must come from the survivors of the Feng surname from the Taihao era.

Secondly, cultivate to the extreme of pure yang and become the strongest "real person" in the world.

Third, by practicing the Emperor's Way, one can understand and come into contact with the Emperor's will.

The emperor's pavilion masters in the past have achieved enlightenment and "transformed into gods", which is to assimilate with the emperor. However, the Taoism of all of them is not up to standard.

The Emperor's will never succeeded.

But according to Ren Hong's recollection, the quality of Zhuan Yu's bones at the time was absolutely pure Yang, so why did he also fail?
Chapter completed!