In view of this kind of doubt.

Chen Feng asked directly: "Since Dashun Taizu is the zombie king, what should I say about the royal family now?"

Chen Ping waved his hand and said, "I don't know the specific inside story. Is Taizu a Zombie King a secret passed down by word of mouth by word of mouth by every generation of doubters? As for the current royal family, it is reported that it is the lineage of the Biaoqi General back then."

"General Biaoqi?" Chen Feng couldn't help but be surprised and asked, "Which lineage is Han Lin, the leader of the Demon Hall?"

Chen Ping nodded and said, "Well, that's right, the general of Biaoqi in the painting, Han Lin can be said to be the ancestor of the current royal family."

Wow... Another amazing melon... The riding Biao, holding a demon-subduing pestle in his hand, and a seemingly heroic personality, is actually the ancestor of the royal family today, and is also the so-called person in the painting.

By this calculation, he has lived for more than three hundred years, and the way of living in the painting is really wonderful.

Chen Feng speculated that the vitality in the painting is not revealed in normal times. Compared with the outside, it is similar to the static time. The passage of time in the outside cannot affect the world in the painting. It seems that there is a different world in the painting, and the passage of time and the outer space are actually not on the same level.

Extremely mysterious.

Han Lin and Taizu Dashun conquered the world, and Taizu passed the throne to his descendants. What a revolutionary friendship was there between the two.

Chen Feng returned to the history of his previous life. Which dynasty and which generation did not win the world, either released the military power with a glass of wine, or kept the good bows in the birds, or found the family and the family that were raided and destroyed. No one has ever really divided the world with the meritorious officials, let alone given the throne to others.

When contacting Emperor Yu, no exact evidence of death was left.

One is the last dynasty of the previous dynasty, and the other is the founding dynasty of the previous dynasty.

All end with disappearance.

Is it because the zombie has reached a certain level that it has to be "disappeared"?

The more Chen Feng thought about it, the more fantasy he became, and he couldn't help but sneer.

Huanhong's palm shook in front of Chen Feng's eyes, who was gradually losing his mind, and said, "You can tell that you have no idea what you think of. In fact, it is not that complicated. As far as I know, before Taizu was transformed by Emperor Wu, he was the young leader of the Han clan. In terms of seniority, Han Lin was his uncle."

Chen Feng said "Oh", it seemed that he was thinking too complicated. After Huanhong said this, unreasonable revolutionary friendship became reasonable.

Chen Ping also realized it suddenly, probably only now did he know.

It seems that Huanhong, who is engaged in intelligence work, is more informative about this information.

Chen Feng thought that he could get a job in a life, and knew no less secrets than Huanhong. After returning to Beijing, could he consider being an intelligence dealer? For example, Ge Ailan and Aunt Xue from Zhulin, they could also earn a considerable income by selling intelligence.

Chat for a while.

Dry the wet clothes, drink ginger tea to remove the cold, the three of them cleaned up and set off officially.

The curtain cave in the water is wide and contains the universe.

The three of them walked along the way without any narrow feeling at all, and even the light was a little drowsy, and the visual feeling was not affected at all.

After a moment, Chen Ping clenched his fists and signaled to stop.

He pointed to the direction of two huge stone doors and said, "This is the entrance to the suspicious tomb. There is a soul-catching bead on the stone door. I have demolished it. There is a tomb-guarding stone in front of the door. It is a bit tricky to live when you hear the yang energy."

Chen Feng looked in the direction of his finger.

There is a stone carving on both sides of the stone door.

The left-handed stone carving and swordsman looks like a swordsman, which is no different from the Shi Zhongweng in front of an ordinary tomb.

The stone sculpture on the right was standing on the stone pier in a squatting position, looking at the hideous shape, it was a stone-like ghost.

"Since you have lived by hearing the yang energy, wouldn't it be better if you keep your breath away?" Huanhong held her breath and raised her foot three steps. As soon as she was about to lift the fourth step, she suddenly stopped in the air.

She lifted her feet and retreated, standing three steps away, stopping.

Chen Ping nodded and explained: "See it, Yang Qi is not just about breathing."

Shi Zhongweng and the gargoyle's eyes turned with Huanhong's fourth step, staring at Huanhong's soles, as if she would immediately come to life as long as she took this step.

As Huanhong retreated to the third step, the stone sculpture's eyes became dull again.

"When you hear the yang energy, you can live with a distance, which is actually easy to solve." Chen Feng summoned a big hair from the void shuttle and pointed to the two stone sculptures and said, "Go, tear it down."

In Chen Ping's surprise, Big Mao rolled up a whirlwind on the spot with a sudden sound.

Huanhong is used to it, and the appearance of the big hair makes her feel relieved... Chen Feng's corpse puppet is full of spirituality, but does not have the characteristics of living people. Naturally, there is no yang energy. Judging from the stone carving, it is a dead thing.

Da Mao first punched Shi Zhongweng violently, and the sound of stones falling to the ground was clattered.

There is a hidden texture in the stone, not just stone, nor is it the so-called refined stone figurine, a bit like the stone-like flesh and blood.

Da Mao swung his fists like the wind, completely following Chen Feng's instructions. If he dismantled it, he would just dismantle eight pieces and could not leave a good place.

He smashed it away dozens of punches until Shi Zhongweng broke into slag, and then he turned his target to the gargoyle with satisfaction.

It was exactly the same, without any twists and turns, and the gargoyle was also dismantled into a stone by the big hair.

Until Damao stood behind Chen Feng with expressionless face.

Chen Pingcai replied from the shock.

He took a deep breath, looked at Chen Feng and said, "As both the emperor's bloodline, I can only raise zombies with blood, you are already ahead of me."

Chen Feng seemed a little shy. He knew what he had done. He had no concern about the imperial bloodline. If it weren't for the secret method of refining the soul of the soul called Zhongli in the life and death ruins, and Liuli held a carved knife to finish the finishing touch, there would be no powerful big hair, Ermao.

"Lucky, I'm fiddling." Chen Feng's self-confidence made Chen Ping feel a little weak and decadent.

Can you tinker with a peak-level silver corpse that is almost an incredible zombie?

Chen Ping didn't believe it, but fortunately he didn't ask much and moved forward.

When the three of them approached the broken stones, the stone-like stones trembled faintly like the ground trembling, and according to the rule of "live when you hear the yang energy", they wanted to form a shape.

It was just too broken, and it was almost impossible to close and form, not to mention that when the big hair saw the stone move, he squatted on the ground like a toad without Chen Feng's order, raising his fist, and smashing any stone moves.

Damao looked serious, as if he was concentrating on beating a gopher.

The stone gate is so big that ten people are about to be high. There is a cave entrance with a big head in the center. It was originally the place where the soul-catching beads were placed.

Below the opening, there are personal grooves.

Chen Ping leaned against the groove, held his hands in his chest, and leaned his back up.

A magical scene happened.

Chen Ping merged into the stone gate and sank into it as if he was trapped in a swamp.

Huanhong touched the slurry and was amazed, "The touch is made of stone. I don't know what material this stone door is made of, but the master passed through the stone door without any barrier and melted behind the door."

"This may be the so-called "suspected tomb key man". The stone door cannot be opened from the outside, so it can only be opened from the inside. The key man is the key to open the stone door."

Chen Feng was very jealous of the material characteristics of the stone gate. He wanted to take out a carved knife and pry it into a void shuttle and wait until he could study it slowly in the future.

The stone gate moved, making a roar of friction with the ground, and slowly slid to both sides.

Damn... Chen Feng exclaimed in his heart, and the cracks gradually spread in front of him could see the thickness of the stone gate and the passage with friction marks of about 30 meters. This is not the stone gate, it is clearly two stone mountains that are combined.

No wonder I have to use the blood of the emperor as the scepter of the tomb. Not to mention that I don’t have this key, I have to hit a lot of time even if I want to hit the tomb.

Walking in the long passage.

Chen Feng felt a tiny feeling, thinking that if the stone mountains on both sides were completely closed, he and Huanhong would be crushed into meat pies in an instant.

Fortunately, this is just a conjecture under instinctive fear, and I passed the passage without any fear.

After the passage, there was a cylindrical pool that suddenly became clear.

The oil lamps around him caught fire when they encountered air.

Chen Feng's feeling of returning to the tomb robber in seconds.

On the walls of the round pool, there are various stone wall sculptures with strange postures, fiddling with distorted postures with awkward shapes.

In a single way, it is extremely awkward. When you look at it, you can see that it contains a certain kind of avenue.

Chen Feng tried to string together the postures he saw in front of him to make a coherent "running picture", and he could even imagine dynamic coherent postures.

"There is an inscription on the stone pillar." Huanhong jumped out of the round pond, approached the stone pillar and studied the text with Chen Ping.

Chen Feng was interested in the strange stone wall sculptures around him.

Damao didn't care at first, but as he watched, he fell into a feeling of urgency.

Chen Feng subconsciously started to gesture.

All kinds of awkward shapes that violated the body's structure made him unable to help vomiting blood.

He turned his head and was surprised.

The big Maoyi is completing the first stone wall sculpture.

Push your hands together, straighten your body, stretch your arms on your back to the top of your head, then stand on your left foot and slowly push your right foot through the arm ring.

Chen Feng, “…”

A group of words suddenly popped up in my mind, "S-level difficulty yoga movements".

Just as Huanhong read the inscription on the stone pillar, he heard the sound of the inscription, "The zombie physical technique can burst the power of the body to the extreme..."

No wonder the individual looks so inconsistent that he vomits blood, and a series of looks dynamic and coherent... Chen Feng's argument... If it is a staggering physical technique, it will be easy to understand.

However, this twisted shape must be broken.

Chen Feng immediately lost interest. Why did he work so hard? When he met a slaughter clan who knew this kind of physical skills, he smashed it with a erect scale and received a reward for the soul. He directly became a skill and used it whatever he wanted.
To be continued...