I Will Transmigrate In 10 Days: Fortunately I Have A Cultivation Emulator Chapter 42: Master Dule
Ninth-level powerhouses, even in Huaguo’s vast territory, are extremely rare.
At present, there are only four of them.
The last one, wearing a Confucian shirt, was an old man with gray hair, and he was also at the head of the entire Chinese military tent. Zhao Hao felt a strong sense of righteousness from the old man at a glance.
And obviously, this is the official representative, even Ma Qiusheng is in the second place.
Soon, Zhao Hao found Bai Bing’s figure. At this time, Bai Bing was discussing something with several colleagues in front of a sand table.
Zhao Hao’s hearing is naturally very good, and he heard the conversation of several people in an instant.
“Colonel Bai, 100 Dongfeng 51 strategic nuclear bombs have been shipped in and placed around the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. As long as there are a lot of strange things rushing out of it, we are fully capable of physically superseding 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, will it affect other areas, and what is the degree of pollution?”
Bai Bing frowned. For a physical attack, using a nuclear bomb is the most helpless decision. After all, after using it, the harm caused is too great.
Especially for domestic use, the location is still in the Central Plains.
“According to the current power data of Dongfeng 51 strategic nuclear bombs, after detonating ten nuclear bombs, the entire Lishan Mountain will disappear from the map, and the ground will be blown out of a thousand-meter deep pit. The temperature per kilometer will be as high as 50 billion degrees. In theory, we are confident that we will blow up the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang to ashes.”
A middle-aged officer said to Bai Bing.
Bai Bing remained silent. What was deployed here was the last-minute method.
Once the army of supernatural beings is not low and is rushed out by the weirdness in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, then this is the only way to prevent the weirdness from spreading around.
“Bai Bing, I have important information here, come here.”
Zhao Hao shouted directly at Bai Bing.
In an instant, in the big tent, everyone’s eyes were on Zhao Hao.
The field is full of representatives from the major divisions, and there is no weakling in strength. After discovering that Zhao Hao is also at the seventh level, they all became serious.
The credibility of the intelligence of a seventh-level supernatural being is still very high.
“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 personality, and he probably wouldn’t bring him here until the last moment.
“Well, it happens to be here, so I just said it directly. I have a Taoist inheritance. According to the records, it was possible to practice during the Great Qin Dynasty. You should all feel it. The aura of our current world is already recovering , the aura in the Qin Dynasty was much stronger than it is now, so the immortal cultivators at that time, that is, people with supernatural powers like us, were very powerful.”
After Zhao Hao said this, many people in the field looked ugly.
Everyone is not a fool. If the aura 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 whole country will be a terrible existence.
“Moreover, the location of Qin Shihuang’s mausoleum is also very particular. The original Qin Shihuang deliberately let Qin II die…”
“What?”
“How is it possible?”
“Where is the emperor who deliberately let himself work hard to build an empire and subjugate the country?”
. . .
Many people obviously had doubts about Zhao Hao’s assertion, which was really unheard of. No emperor insisted on destroying his own country.
Zhao Hao ignored the doubts of these people and said directly.
“At that time, Emperor Shihuang had even more grand plans. He used the power of the whole country to build the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang. Yin dragon veins, and he became the son of the Yin emperor, if it wasn’t for the coming of the Dharma-ending era, which prevented them from coming out, I am afraid that the entire history would be rewritten.”
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the field fell into shock.
Slaughtering the dragon veins of a country, transforming the Yin dragon veins, and achieving his position as the son of the Yin emperor, this is indeed something that the first emperor who unified the six kingdoms can do.
After thinking about it, how powerful the dragon veins of a country are, with all kinds of blessings, I am 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 you got this news from the Taoist inheritance, what inheritance is it?”
At this moment, the pot-bellied monk said to Zhao Hao with a smile.
At a glance, Zhao Hao felt that this monk was very close, giving people a feeling that he is your best friend, relative, and master. Zhao Hao subconsciously wanted to tell the fact that he was the descendant of the Sanqing.
“Cough~Master Du Le, this little friend, I have a close relationship with my ancestor of Longhu Mountain, and my Taoist inheritance is indeed inherited by this little friend.”
A light sound ~IndoMTL.com~ woke up Zhao Hao directly, it was the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Zhiwei opened his mouth and relieved Zhao Hao.
Zhao Hao took a step back unconsciously. The stinky monk in front of him had just teased him, almost revealing his identity as the descendant of the Three Qing Dynasty.
Thinking about it, Zhao Hao couldn’t help being even more annoyed. He still has the talent of being born a Buddha. It was clearly written on it that he was the successor of the Buddha. This monk will definitely find a chance to return it because of him.
Thinking of this point, Zhao Hao directly used the Shattering Body Eye on Monk Du Le, and news appeared in front of his eyes.
Name: Du Le, Race: Human, Cultivation: Middle Nascent Soul.
Introduction: The abbot of the White Horse Temple is profound in Buddhism, proficient in several kinds of Buddhist supernatural powers, possesses several Buddhist magic weapons, and has a strong innate mental power. He is currently comparable to a monk in the late Yuanying period.
Seeing that the mental power was comparable to that of a late Nascent Soul cultivator, Zhao Hao couldn’t help but smacked his lips. Sure enough, it’s no wonder he just learned the way of this monk.
Even with the blessings of many talents, my cultivation is only in the middle stage of Jindan after all, and there is still a huge gap between him and the late stage of Nascent Soul.
“Your news came in a timely manner. At present, we have not started a war with the weirdness in Qin Shihuang’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 Shihuang’s Mausoleum, he rushed in alone at risk.
It’s just that I only saw a magnificent underground Xianyang city in the distance, and it was shot out with a palm.
“That’s what I think. In my Confucianism and Taoism inheritance, there are also records. Back then, the most holy and sub-sages could even travel around the universe and create the world in books, but later entered the world of the end of the Dharma. All the saints I had no choice but to leave, but now that the spiritual energy has suddenly recovered and the Mausoleum of Emperor Qinshihuang has opened, I don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse.”