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It must be said that although the goddess still needs to work hard on her painting skills and can barely say that she has a promising future, her cooking skills are quite superb, and it seems that some special materials are contained in it. Even Wei Yuan, who needs a lot of energy tonic at the moment, can feel the satisfaction of his body after eating it.

The black cat only dared to breathe on Wei Yuan behind Jue.

When the girl turned her head, she would become a well-behaved and harmless look.

Once Jue looked away, she would glare at Wei Yuan who was feasting on her food, and the hair on her back would explode.

Finally, Jue took her own paintings and said goodbye with satisfaction.

The black cat was so angry that his teeth itched, but was persuaded by Wei Yuan that he had fish meat from the Huai River of the God Era, so he had to lie on the high wooden frame angrily with his tail hanging down. Wei Yuan exhaled, motioned Su Yuer and him to enter the quiet room, closed the door, and took out the bronze tripod with complicated patterns from his sleeve.

Put it gently on the table.

Su Yuer's eyes became complicated the moment she noticed the bronze tripod.

Wei Yuan looked at Su Yuer's expression and didn't say much. He just briefly explained what happened before. He said that the bronze tripod was sealed with the soul of a Shang Dynasty sorcerer. It was this soul that deliberately led to the tragedy of Zhou Zichang, and then made him attack people with the blood of the witch clan.

The voice paused, and Wei Yuan said: "I heard that blood sacrifices still existed in the Shang Dynasty."

"I'm afraid it was the Shang King Di Xin who used the soul of the Wuxiang Kingdom sorcerer as a sacrifice, which trapped his true spirit on this bronze tripod for two or three thousand years."

"Do you want to see Wu Xuan?"

Su Yuer nodded with a complicated expression.

Wei Yuan raised his hand and lifted the ghost-exorcism magic, allowing Wu Xuan's soul to reappear.

This descendant of Wuxiang appeared in the museum, at first he was bewildered, then his soul and body tensed, with fear, anger, and unwillingness. He looked around and saw Wei Yuan, subconsciously took a half step back, and then saw Su Yuer, who was wearing simple clothes but still couldn't hide her appearance. Seeing the nine-tailed phantom behind her, his expression froze.

Wu Xuan almost instinctively knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "I greet the princess..."

"Where is the king?"

The voice paused slightly, and Wu Xuan remembered that this was no longer the world of the Shang Dynasty. The Zhou Dynasty had been destroyed for more than 2,000 years, not to mention the Shang Dynasty. His face changed slightly, and he suddenly raised his head as if he had seen a ghost, looking at Su Yu'er who was exactly the same as in that distant memory, and then looking at Wei Yuan next to him. He was as if in a dream, at a loss for a long time, and said in disbelief:

"You, how is it possible?"

"Who are you?!"

"Is this still Chaoge, is everything a dream?"

A civil servant at the end of the Five Emperors, a princess at the end of the Shang Dynasty.

Such people appeared in this era, and together, they caused a huge impact on Wu Xuan, who survived to this era. Seeing that Wu Xuan was a little distracted because of seeing Su Yu'er, Wei Yuan stretched out his hand to capture him again, but Wu Xuan suddenly shrank back, and actually planned to take the opportunity to escape.

But he just took one step out and passed through the door with the help of his soul body. He saw the Qi family army soldier soul sharpening his knife outside the door, the water ghost lying there sipping Coke, the dancing weird red shoes, and the mountain and sea beasts lazily licking their claws.

Wu Xuan couldn't help but pause.

A bunch of guys turned their heads and looked at Wu Xuan.

The Qi family army soldier soul raised his knife.

The black cat-like person raised his white right paw with an unfriendly expression, and the paw pad opened, popping out five sharp claws with barbs.

The water ghost opened his mouth and burped with the taste of Coke.

Wu Xuan's thoughts stagnated. What kind of hell is this place? Spirits, ghosts, ghosts with a hint of incense and sacrifice, and humans, how come they are all gathered together? ! He just felt his scalp tingling, and then his scalp really went numb. A hand stretched out from behind the open door, grabbed Wu Xuan's head, dragged him back, and closed the door.

Wei Yuan grabbed Wu Xuan directly, squeezed the soul into a ball with his palm, stuffed it directly into the bottle, and sealed it with a talisman. He exhaled and planned to leave tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to go to Qingqiu Kingdom in person to send Wu Xuan's soul to Nujiao.

After completing all this, Wei Yuan saw that Su Yuer's face was slightly strange and she was stunned.

Without saying much, he just thought about it and went out to get the Shang King Bronze Jue back. When this ancient artifact saw the Dan Bird Bronze Tripod, its spirit was stunned for a moment, and it couldn't help but said in a lost voice: "This, this is the bronze vessel that held Wu Xian's medicine in the past?"

"Where did you get it from?"

Wei Yuan answered seriously:

"I met an old friend, he was very enthusiastic, very happy to see me, and gave it to me."

Shang King Bronze Jue: "..."

Wei Yuan teased and put the Shang King Bronze Jue and the Dan Bird Bronze Tripod together. Sure enough, the two bronze artifacts began to burn, but there was no map pattern on the back of the bronze artifacts like last time. Wei Yuan pondered for a while, looked at Su Yu'er, and said:

"Miss Su, can you lend me your bronze sword?"

Su Yu'er came back to her senses, was silent for a while, and took off the bronze dagger from her waist.

The sword body is simple, with delicate patterns and a pattern of a flapping black bird.

She handed the sword to Wei Yuan, who thanked her and placed the sword in the middle of the three bronze swords. When the sword was put down, the Shang King's bronze jar and bronze tripod, which were originally in a calm state, slowly lit up with flowing light, and then the three bronze swords were directly suspended in the air, with flowing lines, as if the lines on them came alive.

With the final resonance, the lines on the three bronze swords separated from themselves.

The flowing light spread and flowed continuously, illuminating the room.

Finally, these lines combined in the void and turned into a broken map. In the center of the map was a magnificent city with the word Chaoge on it, but at least half of it was broken, making this map completely unusable.

Sure enough, it was a map of Chaoge City, or the real Chaoge.

Wei Yuan looked at the bronze dagger and thought.

It seems that the map is hidden in the bronze artifacts, but only enough bronze artifacts, without the Shang Dynasty dagger that Su Yuer carried with her, the bronze artifacts could not resonate and reveal this map.

It can even be speculated that even if the map is obtained from other means, as long as this sword is missing, it is still impossible to enter.

Considering that Su Yuer looks exactly like the legendary Daji.

What is hidden behind it may be something as heavy as immortality...

Wei Yuan stretched out his five fingers slightly, and the wind spread. The three bronze artifacts fell separately, and the map that was previously composed purely of flowing light also disappeared. The Shang King Bronze Jue True Spirit seemed to be drunk, dizzy and unable to speak, and Su Yuer was in a state of restlessness.

Wei Yuan picked up the dagger and handed it over.

Su Yuer did not take it.

She looked at Wei Yuan and said, "Master Wei, do you know the altar of Taoism?"

Wei Yuan looked at her, slightly surprised, nodded, and replied:

"A little bit."

Su Yuer bit her lips and said, "Then...Master Wei, can you try to use these bronzes to cast a spell? Take a look at these three artifacts and the map, where will they point to in the end..."

"I really want to know."

Wei Yuan pondered for a moment, saw Su Yuer's expression, considered the relationship between the girl, and was a little curious, so he nodded and agreed. He checked the information on the way back to Quan City. According to the records on the bronze inscriptions excavated in ancient times, King Wu's battle against King Zhou took only one day.

What made Wei Yuan's heart sink was that that year was also the year of Jiazi.

King Wu conquered Shang, only Jiazi morning, year Ding, defeated Hun Su Shang.

In the year of Jiazi, the world is auspicious.

Is there any connection?

With doubts in his heart, Wei Yuan quickly made preparations in advance. In order to maximize the effectiveness of the altar, he tried to restore everything needed for the altar this time. Finally, he set up the Zhengyi altar to summon gods and ghosts, and assisted with the Zhengyi talisman, stepped on the Yu step, held Zhang Daoling's magic sword, and opened the altar to perform the ritual.

As the spell was cast, the red talisman on the back of the hand lit up, and the three bronze artifacts all glowed.

Obviously, the altar has already taken effect.

But that's all. It didn't produce further effects. Wei Yuan held the magic sword, but relied on the "power of heaven" that was above Shenzhou. He felt a distant and ethereal sensation, but it was extremely weak, unable to grasp and elusive.

At this time, Su Yuer pursed her lips, stepped forward, and walked into the altar.

Then she grabbed the bronze sword and flicked it lightly on her fingers.

A drop of blood fell into the altar.

The wind came out of nowhere, as if the last part of the need was met. The power fluctuations on the altar suddenly became violent. Only the Heavenly Fate Red Talisman on the back of Wei Yuan's hand could suppress it, and the altar did not break on the spot. Then, Wei Yuan grasped the sensing point.

He shook the magic sword in his hand and pointed to the bowl of water on the altar.

Waves appeared on the water surface.

Wei Yuan saw a blurry picture on the water surface. In the picture presented on the water surface, there were towering altars, layers of steps, and illusory people wearing ancient clothes kneeling and praying. Ancient chanting songs floated out, which were definitely not modern languages.

Wei Yuan could barely recognize some words because of the Shang King's bronze jar.

"Worship the Upper and Lower Emperors."

In the Zhou Dynasty, the gods of heaven were worshipped. But in the Shang Dynasty, it was different. The Lower Emperor was the king, and the God was the Heavenly Emperor, who was also the Shang king of the previous generation. Worshiping the Upper and Lower Emperors was the most grand sacrifice and prayer in the Shang Dynasty. Wei Yuan's thoughts turned and he recognized the true faces of these people.

These were residual souls. They were the residual souls of the Shang Dynasty people in Chaoge.

But his eyes moved and he saw that among the illusory figures, there were real people occasionally.

Whether male or female, old or young, they all followed these souls and worshipped the existence in the middle.

It was vast and magnificent, but also sad.

When one of the young men bowed down, he seemed to see Wei Yuan and Su Yuer through what they were praying for. His movements froze, and a light shone in his eyes. Then he bowed down with unprecedented sincerity and piety, and chanted loudly.

Worship the Upper and Lower Emperors...

Hope you will have mercy!

Worship the upper and lower emperors...

Have mercy on my people.

At this moment, the red scroll of destiny on the back of Wei Yuan's hand almost burned up. Wei Yuan groaned and could no longer hold the magic sword in his hand. The long sword from the ancestor Tianshi flew out directly and stuck upside down on the wall, vibrating and humming. The water bowl on the altar shattered into mist, and the table that served as the altar broke in half from the middle and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Wei Yuan held his palm, and Su Yu'er was stunned and lost in silence.

That was Chaoge City, and the altar for sacrifice was not unfamiliar. Wei Yuan had seen it in the picture of the Danniao bronze tripod.

But in the picture seen by the bronze tripod, all the people who knelt down were people.

Now it has become a mixture of residual souls and people.

During the Age of Gods, the Shenzhou human race that has been passed down?

Wei Yuan felt absurd and unbelievable in his heart.

What did Emperor Xin do in the end?