The ninth-level powerhouses are extremely rare even in the vast country of China.

Currently there are only four.

The last one, wearing a Confucian shirt, is a gray-haired old man, and his position is also the main seat of the entire Chinese army tent. Zhao Hao felt a strong sense of righteousness from the old man.

And obviously, this is the official representative, even Ma Gusheng is sitting in the second place.

Soon, Zhao Hao found Bai Bing's figure. At this time, Bai Bing was in front of a sand table, discussing something with several colleagues.

Zhao Hao's ear is naturally very good, and he heard the conversations of several people in an instant.

"Colonel Bai, 100 Dongfeng 51 strategic nuclear bombs have been shipped so far, and they have been placed around the First Emperor's Mausoleum. As long as there are a lot of strange rushes out of it, we are fully capable of physically overrunning them."

An apparently researcher said to Bai Bing.

"Have you calculated how powerful these 100 nuclear bombs will be if they explode, what impact will it have on the entire Lishan Mountain, whether it will affect other areas, and how much pollution will it be?"

Bai Bing frowned. Whether to use a nuclear bomb or a physical attack is the most helpless decision. After all, after using it, the harm caused is too great.

Especially in domestic use, the location is still in the Central Plains.

"According to the calculation of the power data of the current Dongfeng 51 strategic nuclear bomb, after ten nuclear bombs are detonated, the entire Lishan Mountain will disappear from the map, and the ground will be blasted out of a deep pit of a thousand kilometers, the explosion range, and the temperature of a hundred kilometers. , will be as high as 50 billion degrees, in theory, we have the confidence to blow up this Qin Shihuang Mausoleum to ashes."

A middle-aged officer said to Bai Bing.

Bai Bing remained silent. What was deployed here was a last-minute method.

Once the army of ability users is not low and is rushed out by the strangeness in the tomb of the First Emperor, then this method can only be used to prevent the strangeness from spreading everywhere.

"Bai Bing, I have important information here, come here."

Zhao Hao shouted directly to Bai Bing.

In an instant, in the tent, everyone's eyes were on Zhao Hao.

In the field, there are representatives of the major divisions, and there is no weaker in strength. After finding out that Zhao Hao is also a seventh-level strength, they all became serious.

The information of a seventh-level ability user is still very credible.

"Huh? Zhao Hao? Are you here so fast?"

When Bai Bing was called by Zhao Hao, he was also slightly surprised. In Bai Bing's thinking, Zhao Hao was not that kind of positive character, and he probably wouldn't bring him here until the last moment.

"Well, it happens to be all here, so I will say it directly. I have a Taoist heritage. According to the records, when Daqin was in the Qin Dynasty, it was possible to cultivate. You should all feel that the spiritual energy of our current world is already recovering. At the time of Qin Dynasty The spiritual energy of the cultivator is much richer than it is now, so the immortal cultivators at that time, that is, the ability users like us, were very powerful."

After Zhao Hao said this, many people in the field had already turned ugly.

Everyone is not a fool. If the spiritual energy of thousands of years is stronger than it is now, then there must be many strong people, and the mausoleum of Qin Shihuang, built with the power of a country, will be a terrifying existence.

"Furthermore, the location of Qin Shi Huang's mausoleum is also very particular. The first emperor at the beginning deliberately let Da Qin II die..."

"what?"

"How can it be?"

"Where is the emperor who deliberately made himself work hard to build an empire and destroy his country??"

. . .

Many people are obviously suspicious of Zhao Hao's assertion. It is unheard of. How can an emperor insist on destroying his own country.

Zhao Hao ignored the doubts of these people and said directly.

"The first emperor at that time had a more ambitious plan. He used the power of the whole country to build the mausoleum of Qin Shihuang, used Feng Shui, and cooperated with many means to finally cut off his own dragon veins, and the Great Qin dragon veins were also transformed into Yin dragon veins. And he became the Son of Heaven, if it weren't for the advent of the end of the law, which prevented them from coming out, I'm afraid the entire history would have been rewritten."

As soon as these words came out, all the people in the field fell into shock.

To slaughter the dragon veins of a country, transform the yin dragon veins, and achieve the position of the Son of Heaven, this is indeed what the first emperor who unified the six kingdoms can do.

Thinking about how powerful a country's dragon veins are, with all kinds of blessings, I'm afraid that the strangeness in Qin Shihuang's mausoleum will be a terrifying existence that has never been seen before.

"Amitabha, this benefactor, you said that the news you got in the Taoist inheritance, what inheritance is it?"

At this moment, the pot-bellied monk said to Zhao Hao with a smile.

When Zhao Hao saw it, he was very close to this monk, giving people the feeling that he was your best friend, relative, and master. Zhao Hao subconsciously revealed the fact that he was a descendant of Sanqing.

"Cough~ Master Dule, this little friend, has a good relationship with my Longhushan Patriarch. The inheritance of my Taoism has indeed been inherited by this little friend."

A light sound ~www.novelmt.com~ woke Zhao Hao directly. It was the Dragon Tiger Mountain Tianshi, Zhang Zhiwei opened his mouth and relieved Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao involuntarily took a step back. The stinky monk in front of him had just overshadowed him, and he almost revealed his identity as a descendant of the Sanqing.

After thinking about it, Zhao Hao couldn't help but be even more annoyed. He still has the talent of being a born Buddha. It was clearly written that he was the heir of the Buddha. Because of him, this monk will definitely find a chance to return it in the future.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hao directly used his delusional eyes on Monk Dule, and news appeared in front of him.

Name: Dule, Race: Human, Cultivation: Middle Nascent Soul.

Introduction: The abbot of the White Horse Temple, with profound Buddhist teachings, is proficient in several Buddhist magical powers, holds several Buddhist magic weapons, and has a strong innate spiritual power.

Seeing that his mental power was comparable to that of a late Nascent Soul monk, Zhao Hao couldn't help but smack his lips. Sure enough, it's no wonder that he just learned the monk's way.

Even with the blessing of many talents, after all, his cultivation is only in the middle stage of Jindan, and there is still a huge gap between it and the late Nascent Soul.

"Your news is very timely. At present, we haven't started a war with the strange people in Qin Shi Huang's mausoleum, but there is a lot of room for manipulation."

Ma Qiusheng was very satisfied with Zhao Hao's information. In order to collect information in Qin Shi Huang's mausoleum, he rushed in alone and took risks.

It's just that he only saw a magnificent underground Xianyang city in the distance, and was photographed by a palm.

"It's like this. In my Confucian and Taoist heritage, there are also records that the most holy and sub-sages of the year could even travel around the world and create the world in the book, but after entering the world of the end of the law, the saints had to Leaving, now the spiritual energy has suddenly recovered, and the mausoleum of Qin Shihuang is opened, I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a curse.”

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