I Will Transmigrate In 10 Days; Fortunately I Have A Cultivation Emulator

Ninth-level powerhouses, even in the vast territory of Huaguo, are extremely rare.

Currently there are only four.

The last one, wearing a Confucian shirt, is an old man with gray hair, who is also 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 sitting 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 Type 51 strategic mushroom 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 mushroom bombs will be if they explode, what impact will it have on the entire Lishan Mountain, will it spread to other areas, and what is the degree of pollution?"

Bai Bing frowned tightly. For physical attacks, it is the most helpless decision to use mushroom bombs. After all, after using them, 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 mushroom bombs, after detonating ten mushroom bombs, the entire Lishan Mountain will disappear from the map, and the ground will be blown out of a thousand-meter deep pit. The explosion range is 100 kilometers away. The temperature will be as high as 50 billion degrees, theoretically speaking, we are confident that the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang will be blown up to ashes."

A middle-aged officer said to Bai Bing.

Bai Bing remained silent, the deployment here was a 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 method can only be used 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.

There are representatives from all major divisions in the field, and there is no weak person 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 person 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 in the time of the Great Qin Dynasty. You should all feel it. The aura of our current world is already recovering. During the Qin Dynasty The aura in him is 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 country will be a terrifying existence.

"Also, the location of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum is also very particular. The original Qin Shihuang deliberately let the Great Qin II die..."

"what?"

"how is this 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. It 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, the first emperor had a grander plan. He used the power of the whole country to build the mausoleum of the first emperor of Qin. Using Fengshui techniques and many means, he finally cut off his own dragon veins. The Great Qin dragon veins were also transformed into Yin dragon veins. And he became the Son of Heaven, if it wasn't for the coming of the Dharma-ending era, which prevented them from coming out, I'm afraid the whole history would have been rewritten."

As soon as this statement 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.

Thinking about 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, and gave people a feeling that he was your best friend, relative, and master. Zhao Hao subconsciously wanted to reveal the fact that he was a descendant of the Sanqing

"Cough~Master Du Le, this little friend is inseparable from my Longhushan Patriarch. My Taoist inheritance is indeed inherited by this little friend."

A light sound awakened 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 slandered him, almost revealing his identity as the descendant of the Sanqing.

Thinking about it, Zhao Hao couldn't help being even more annoyed. He still had 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 because of him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hao directly used the Poluan 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 spiritual 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 blessing of many talents, his 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 haven't 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 he only saw a magnificent underground Xianyang city in the distance, and he was photographed with a palm.

"That's what I think. In my Confucianism and Taoism inheritance, there are also records that the most holy and sub-sages back then could even travel around the universe and create worlds in books. It's just that when they entered the world of the end of the Dharma, the saints had to After leaving, now that the spiritual energy is suddenly revived, and the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang is opened, I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a curse.”