58th Open Kaifeng Dragon Pulse (Medium)

  Gong Shu Yanran was still a bit nervous, fearing that he would make an improper move in his great anger. Upon hearing this, she burst out laughing and said: "The old nun from the South Sea dares to touch anyone's butt, let alone your tiger... not to mention the butts of Daoist and Confucian families. In the past two years, I've heard that many virtuous girls have been taken in by those old nuns, who claim they will be safely returned later. Some are even daughters of high-ranking Daoist and Confucian officials."

  Wu Song thought for a moment, then smiled and said: "Although I am now in a high position, it is not safe either. Let those two little girls become nuns for two years." He turned around, held the girl's hand and said: "Yanran, you have suffered these days."

  Gong Shu's face turned red, and she quickly broke free from his grasp, turning around to leave. She laughed and said: "You're not worthy! I've done all this, not for you, but to gather the world's wealth to create a mechanical beast for my brother, so he can step into the Dragon Vein, break the Eight Trigrams Seal God Curse!"

  Wu Song stood up and laughed: "I've already found the exact location of the dragon vein, tonight you follow me to take a look, how about it?"

  The girl responded with a sound, parted the flowers and willows, and disappeared into the forest path. Wu Song stood at the bridgehead for a moment, shook his head and smiled, and walked towards Zhou Dang's room.

  Zhou Tong was arranging the hidden door techniques of the Tianji Pavilion when he saw Wu Song arrive, and exclaimed in surprise: "Why has your hair turned white? Come quickly, most of the things you wanted have already been arranged."

  Wu Song walked up to him, looked down and saw that there were more than thirty small books on the table, categorized and classified. He only heard Zhou Tong say: "There are thirty-three kinds of cultivation methods here, more than two hundred techniques, but they are all evil techniques. If you practice the orthodox martial arts, it's better to practice less of these evil techniques, otherwise you'll go crazy and even gods can't save you."

  Wu Song put down the small book and smiled: "I understand this. Tonight I will go to Longmai to see what's going on, does Master Zhou have any instructions?"

  "You go ahead and go, come back and ask me again when you return."

  Wu Song was puzzled in his heart. In the past, this old thief always wished him to occupy the dragon's pulse and make the military family prosperous, why is he so cold now?

  Liu Hunkang of Maoshan Qing sect told me that under no circumstances should I go to Longmai, what's so strange about this place?

  Zhou Tong put down his brush and smiled, "The strange things in the Dragon Veins, you should be more familiar with than me. Isn't it just the Benming Golden Plaque that locks up your 108 demonic friends? However, with your current strength, I'm afraid you still can't enter."

  Wu Song saw that he didn't say anything, so he had to ask: "There's one more thing, Zhou Shi, if you've been sealed by the Eight Meridians, how long can you live?"

  Zhou Tong put down his pen, his face solemn, and said: "You won't live for more than twenty years, the Eight Meridians will drain all your vital energy, exhausting your life force. How could you ask such a thing?"

  "When I first met Gong Shu Yan Ran, she was already 16 years old... and now two more years have passed..."

  Wu Song shook his head and went to find Wang Laozhi. Wang Laozhi, on the other hand, was eager to enter the Dragon Vein for cultivation and the two of them quickly came to an agreement. "We still need Yang Jian," they said, and then went to find him. The Grand Steward said, "The Dragon Vein has always been mysterious and unpredictable, it's not possible with just us few people."

  Wu Song chose a few more people, Shi Qian was used to scout the road, Lu Junyi, Lin Chong, Lu Da and Qin Ming protected the weaker Taoist priests, while the powerful Taoist priests included Gao Lian, Feng Hua Fan Tong and others, plus Gong Sheng Yan, making a total of thirteen people.

  Yang Jian first returned to the palace, preparing to respond from within. The other twelve people had dinner, took up their weapons, and got ready to set out. Gong Sun's daughter was carrying her small bundle on her back, waiting for the second watch of the night to arrive.

  The waiting husband knocked on the stick, and the crowd quietly came out of the Tianji Pavilion, passed through the old Song Gate, along the long street to the Xuan De Gate, in front was the imperial palace, Yang Jiaolong was guarding at the side gate, raised his hand and said in a low voice: "Here!"

  The eunuch's power in the inner palace was like Cai Jing's power in the court, and Wu Song's prestige in Jianghu. He made the eunuchs who guarded the gate and the imperial guards retreat, and led a group of people to enter. Relying on his memory, Wu Song walked all the way, gradually walking onto the morning court, where a group of people were secretly calling him strange, and Lu Junyi was even more shocked, suspecting that he wanted to proclaim himself emperor.

  Outside the grand hall, the iron-clad imperial guards stood watch. Wu Song gave Yang Jia a nod, and the manager slipped away like a ghost in the darkness, saying, "They're all out cold." The crowd walked to the front of the hall, and saw that each of the imperial guards was still standing in their original position, unable to help but admire Yang Jia's skill. The manager beamed with pride, took out the key, opened the main gate of the grand hall, and the crowd filed in one by one. Suddenly, all the Taoist priests felt a surge of energy, and discovered that the heavenly energy here was incredibly pure.

  Inside the palace, several eunuchs who were on guard duty were also knocked unconscious by Yang Jia and dragged behind a bronze pillar to hide. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Wu Song, waiting for his command.

  Wu Song opened his eyes, and all he saw were two white vapors in his eyes, like flames jumping around, gradually rotating, slowly forming into two snow-white pupils, connected to the black pupils, like a pair of mercury balls, one black and one white, revolving together, flowing slowly.

  Everything in the grand hall gradually became clear, even things that ordinary eyes couldn't see also gradually became distinct. Wu Song stepped forward with big strides and arrived before the dragon throne, looking around left and right.

  What he saw was that the power of the Purple Micro Star was like a beam of light, descending from the sky and rushing into the dragon chair, and the dragon pulse should be nearby.

  "This dragon throne, I'm afraid it hasn't moved in over a hundred years. It's time to move its nest." Wu Song retracted his gaze, took a deep breath, and his arm muscles bulged one by one, doubling in size in the blink of an eye. He hugged the golden dragon throne and lifted it up with force. A sound of iron chains creaking and sliding was heard, and everyone felt the ground beneath their feet tremble slightly. The bronze floor of the temple slowly slid open, revealing a slanted, deep cave entrance."

  A bluestone staircase extends from the entrance, each step half a meter high, stretching out endlessly, its depths unknown. This entrance was where all the civil and military officials of the imperial court stood when they came to pay their respects, yet for over a hundred years, who could have imagined that beneath it lay a passageway?

  He jumped and skipped away, after a while, he poked his head out again, laughing: "Come quickly, it's not dark inside at all, there are even long-lasting lamps, and there's also mermaid oil inside!"

  Everyone hurried down, only to see the deep and narrow stairs spiraling all the way down, with long-lasting lamps on both sides of the stone walls that had been burning for over a hundred years. The merman, this strange and bizarre race, had long since disappeared from the world, and no one knew where the Tian Shi Sect got so much merman oil from. There were also many murals on the stone walls, Wu Song looked at them one by one, but they told a thrilling story.

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  The second update is done