Chapter 150 The Fourth Realm, Ghost Soldier Marshal!

More than five hundred magical herbs!

The vast majority are Korean ginseng that are hundreds of years old.

The most precious ones are those that are at least three thousand years old, and there are also those that are two thousand years old.

This kind of elixir is of great help to the cultivation of masters in the third realm.

Collect the elixir.

Jia Cong came to the next room.

There are hundreds of magic weapons used by warriors, hundreds of spiritual materials for refining magic weapons, and eight bookshelves full of various exercises.

The vast majority are martial arts.

There are only a dozen or so books about Xuanmen skills.

Unfortunately, they are all extremely superficial.

Now Jia Cong has more than 200 volumes of Xuanmen martial arts in his hands.

It seems fragmentary and does not directly promote strength.

But little by little, it adds up to a great improvement in both vision and the application of divine power.

This improvement is in no way inferior to the improvement of Shinto rank.

……

The last room is also the most important one.

As soon as it was opened, a shining precious light appeared.

Treasures were placed on the tray.

More than 30 cultural relics of great Confucian scholars.

There are also more than twenty magical weapons.

Anything that can be placed here is not ordinary.

The vast majority of them are five-refined and six-refined magic weapons, and there are as many as three of them!
A jade flute, a small flying knife that flashed with cold light, and a small red flag.

Judging from its style, it can be traced back to the Goryeo Dynasty before Korea.

Collect these treasures one by one.

Jia Cong came to the deepest part of the room and passed through a simple partition.

There are only two treasures placed here.

It is also the most important treasure of the Li royal family.

A small sky blue tower, the size of a palm, with seven floors.

It looks extremely luxurious, and every detail of the patterns on the tower is clearly visible.

Seven-story exquisite ice tower!
It is a rare seven-refined magic weapon.

The quality is similar to the Canglan Mirror in Baochai’s hand.

There was another thing, to be precise, just five scattered bamboo slips.

This is……

Jia Cong had an idea.

The Shinto seal emerged, and the great scholar’s treasure “Zongqiu Inkstone” flew out of it.

As soon as it appeared, an invisible wave swept over.

The inkstone and five bamboo slips floated up at the same time, emitting a brilliant white light, as if a saint was chanting scriptures.

The great scholar’s treasure and the five bamboo slips gradually merged…

These five bamboo slips are nothing else.

It is a part of the Zhougongjian, a semi-saint treasure of the fifth realm.

“go with!”

Seeing this, Jia Cong stretched out his hand and nodded.

The surging divine power poured into the Zongqiu Inkstone, temporarily preventing the two from merging.

The Zongqiu Inkstone was originally a cultural treasure created by the great scholar Ouyang Xiu, who used it to refute the criticisms of ancient sages with his own ideas.

Among the literary treasures, Legalism and ritualism are opposed to each other, forming a mysterious balance.

If a part of the semi-saint treasure “Zhou Gong Jian” is integrated, it will undoubtedly destroy this balance.

A great scholar’s treasure was lost in vain.

With the infusion of divine power, a broken bamboo slip was gradually peeled out from the Zongqiu Inkstone.

Soon, half an hour later.

The prisoner’s inkstone and Zhougong’s tablets were completely separated.

They became two independent cultural treasures.

Put away the prisoner’s inkstone.

“Be able to show virtue and be cautious in punishment; do not dare to insult the widows and the widowed, the ordinary, the respectful, the majestic, and the prominent people.”

“There is no Yi wine; in Yueshu country: drink only for sacrifice, and the virtuous will not be drunk.”

“If you protect the children, the people will be safe and sound!”

As the Zhougong bamboo slips were peeled off from the inkstone, the vague chanting of scriptures by the sages suddenly became clear and grand.

The words of sages are profound and profound.

Talking about etiquette!

Jia Cong closed his eyes slightly and felt carefully.

An hour later, more than half of the broken bamboo slips had been repaired.

And she developed an ambiguous connection with Jia Cong.

Even if it is a broken semi-saint treasure, its power is not comparable to that of a great scholar’s treasure. …

“Black and White Impermanence, you go outside and protect me. No one except Sister Bao is allowed to approach this place.”

Jia Cong put away the “Zhou Gong Jian” and a divine light flashed in his eyes.

“I obey the Lord’s order!”

Upon hearing this, Black and White Impermanence went straight out of the prison dungeon.

Two figures, one black and one white, were sitting cross-legged in mid-air.

It seems casual, but in fact, once someone breaks in, he will be attacked and killed by the two third-level ghost gods in the first time.

……

“I didn’t expect to find a fragment of the Zhougong Bamboo Slips here.”

After the Black and White Impermanence left, Jia Cong had an idea.

More than twenty bodies fell into the Shinto seal.

They were all killed during this trip to Liaodong.

The prison office of the Joseon royal palace was established in the previous dynasty and was responsible for punishment.

The inner court was filthy and countless people had died in vain here over the years.

Accumulated a strong vitality.

In this situation, it is most likely that evil spirits will be born.

Sure enough, three hours later.

Ten sinister and evil ghosts were born one after another from more than twenty corpses.

This ratio of nearly half is far more than before!
Ten rays of light fell from the Shinto seal.

One picture after another emerged from Jia Cong’s mind.

[Life and death, disaster and fortune, cause and effect will have their own retribution. Command the ghost soldiers and generals under the seat of the city gods of the ten prefectures in Jiangnan! ]

[Life and death, disaster and fortune, cause and effect will have their own retribution. Command the ghost soldiers and generals under the seat of the city gods of the ten prefectures in Jiangnan! ]

[Life and death, disaster and fortune, cause and effect will have their own retribution. Command the ghost soldiers and generals under the seat of the city gods of the ten prefectures in Jiangnan! ]

……

When the picture faded, ten brilliant voices sounded one after another in Jia Cong’s mind.

“We greet the Lord!”

Ten terrifying figures appeared in front of Jia Cong.

He is three meters tall, with a sturdy build, wearing ferocious beast armor and holding various weapons.

He was majestic and a murderous aura was overwhelming.

Ghost soldier!

They are the soldiers of the City God.

Ordinary ghost soldiers are at the seventh level of body forging!
Every team of thirty-five statues is led by a ghost soldier.

The leader of the ghost soldiers is comparable to the seventh level of the acquired realm!

Above the ghost soldier commander is the ghost soldier general.

The strength of the third realm!
The ten ghost generals are ten masters of the third realm.

However, at this level, the Ghost Soldier General’s strength could no longer remain consistent.

It is related to his strength during his lifetime.

“Get up and protect me!”

Jia Cong nodded.

When the ten ghost generals retreated to the side, another figure fell from the Shinto seal.

It was Lee Seong-gye, the spirit of the Joseon state.

At this time, he was heavily restricted by divine power, and only one person was left.

Ancestral spirits are the prototypes of gods.

This is also the most god-like existence Jia Cong has seen so far.

“I hope you don’t disappoint me.”

Jia Cong calmed himself down.

A ray of divine light fell from the Shinto seal again.

The rolling divine power poured into the ancestral spirits.

Ten ways!

Twenty!
Fifty!
One hundred ways!

Half an hour later, after consuming two hundred divine powers, the scroll finally unfolded…

Born into a military family, he showed extraordinary talent in martial arts from an early age, and reached the innate realm at the age of forty.

He became a general of Goryeo, launched a rebellion and occupied Kaesong.

He deposed and enthroned emperors, agitated for power, launched campaigns in the east and west, and established the Li Dynasty four years later.

At the age of seventy, he died of a relapse of his old illness. After his death, he was worshipped in the ancestral temple of the state, devouring the spirit of the state of Goryeo…

Mental confusion.

[Life and death, disaster and fortune, cause and effect will be rewarded, I order the Jiangnan Dao Ancha Lingjian Envoy to serve as the Ghost Soldier Marshal! ]

After a moment, the picture faded, and the important moments in Li Guicheng’s life emerged in Jia Cong’s mind one by one like a passing show.

Then a brilliant voice sounded.

Above the Ghost General is the Ghost Commander!
Ranked in the fourth realm!
(End of this chapter)