That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 642

In terms of scale alone, Emperor Xiao's Ming Mausoleum is second only to that of Zulong Shihuang.As the saying goes, the ancestral dragon sweeps Liuhe, the tiger looks at He Xiongzai, 70 prisoners, and the Tulishan Kuma.Although Emperor Xiao did not recruit 70 prisoners, he recruited more than 500 civilians and more than [-] soldiers, which can be regarded as unmatched among the emperors in the past [-] years.

The Ming Mausoleum is divided into upper and lower parts. The above-ground part follows the pattern of the imperial city, and is divided into inner and outer parts. There are also main halls, bedroom halls, and side halls. There is nothing unusual about it. The underground part under Fengtu Mountain is the real essence. According to the few records, the underground palace is not one floor, but an inverted triangle shape, with nine floors in total. The coffins of Emperor Xiao and Empress Lin stopped on the ninth floor, the lowest floor.

There are rumors that the mausoleum turns the world upside down, turns yin into yang, turns yang into yin, the sky is below, the earth is above, the sky is invisible, ghosts appear and people hide, like a ghostly ghost land.

There are also rumors that among the 24 heroes of Lingyan Pavilion, all the above-mentioned rebellious people were sent to the Ming Mausoleum after they were killed by the owls, and they were turned into ghost generals protecting the mausoleum. Survival.

The even more shocking theory is faintly spread from a few Daoist masters, saying that Xiao Huang's sudden death was not because of the end of his life, but because he fell into the devil's way and died of the catastrophe. It is a large suppressing formation modeled on the Daomen Zhenmojing, used to suppress Xiao Huang who has turned into a devil.This statement cannot be said to be groundless. After all, Xiao Huang used to practice the secret method of the Xuanjiao, the Heavenly Demon Strategy, so that the inner demons flourished, and he was trapped by the inner demons several times decades ago. The human Wanyan Beiyue even split into a Murong Xuanyin directly, which not only made it difficult for him to ascend to proving the Dao, but also sat in the city of sorrow for decades. If it is said that Xiao Huang was taken by the demons in his heart and turned into a demon, it is not unreasonable. possibility.

In short, there are all kinds of sayings, and they are widely circulated among the great monks in the realm of the earth fairy. People don't know whether it is true or not, but they are afraid of the power of the court, and no one dares to go to Meishan to find out.

At this time, the Meishan Mingling Mausoleum was opened, turning the heavy snow into a sunny day, and the sky was cloudless. Although there was still snow on the various palaces, city walls, gates, roads and bridges in the cemetery, they were shining brightly under the sunlight. Shenghui, he couldn't see half of the rumored ghost domain atmosphere, but more like the majestic imperial city in the imperial capital.

Qingchen and Bingchen stood side by side on the high sky here, looking at the cemetery below, Bingchen was a little puzzled and said: "It all means that the tomb is like a ghost land, but why does it look at this time, but there is no ghost at all? "

Qing Chen said slowly: "Some rumors are not all groundless guesses, they do have some truth, after all, the Taoist sect also sent people to participate in the construction of this mausoleum, and it is reasonable to leave a few words, this place is indeed stealing the fortune of heaven and earth For my own use, I used manpower to build the cave, which is not surprising from the outside, but inside it is hidden in mustard seeds, reshaping the earth, water, fire and wind, and forming a universe of its own. It can not only confuse the secrets of heaven, but also reverse yin and yang, and transform death To make a living is almost the means of an immortal in the sky."

Bingchen was a little surprised and said: "Since you can confuse the secrets, then the way of divination is useless. How do you know this?"

Qing Chen chuckled lightly and said: "After taking that step, Poor Dao felt connected with the heaven and the earth. Although he couldn't know what was going on in the mausoleum at this time, he could vaguely see the cause and effect of the construction of this mausoleum."

Bingchen snorted softly, not quite believing it, just pretending that he didn't want to tell the whole story.

Qingchen didn't care about these things, and continued: "Junior Sister Bingchen, Pindao may as well tell you frankly that Pindao's final opportunity to ascend is in this imperial mausoleum, and Zhu Xian, whom you are desperate for, has already entered with Xu Beiyou." Ling, I wonder if you are willing to join forces with Pindao and enter it together to find out?"

Bing Chen remained silent.

She is already in the realm of the eighteenth floor of the earth immortal, and she is also a sword cultivator whose combat power is comparable to martial arts among all sects and sects. One way of calculation, one does not know the secrets, one does not know good fortune, and it is easy to become a pawn in the hands of others in this kind of thing. This is why Taoist monks always look down on martial arts. After all, they are reckless and only show their courage.Moreover, Bingchen had suffered a great loss decades ago, when she and Qingchen jointly planned the Taiqing Palace Change, but it failed in the end, Qingchen left unscathed, but she was thrown into the Demon Town Well After suffering for ten years, she has never been able to forget this matter, so she naturally has some fears about Qing Chen.

Qingchen seemed to know what Bingchen was thinking, and said with a light smile: "To show my sincerity, Pindao will tell you about the dangers of this tomb. In the travel note "Extreme West Experience Record" written by the sixth generation of Taoist sect masters in his later years, he told a myth and legend about the land of the extreme west. There is a foreign god who is known as the king of the gods. Yes, except for Hades, who is in charge of the underworld, all the foreign gods surrendered to him, so he decided to conquer Hades. There are nine floors in Hades, and Hades hides in the deepest ninth floor. One level of Netherland will consume one point of cultivation, and when he reaches the last level, his vitality has been severely injured, and the result is that he is defeated by the Pluto, who is waiting for work and occupies a favorable location, and falls into the Netherland."

Bingchen was silent for a moment, then chuckled lightly and said, "It's kind of interesting."

Qing Chen pointed to the emperor's mausoleum at his feet and said, "So Xiao Yu followed the example of Pluto in this story and built his mausoleum with nine floors. If Yin's autumn leaves enter it, they will be like the king of the gods in that story, and they won't get half of it."

Bing Chen suddenly said: "It turns out that Xiao Yu has been guarding against Qiu Ye since then."

Qing Chen said indifferently: "It is reasonable for the emperor to use the emperor's mind."

Then he said: "Since it is to guard against autumn leaves, even if a monk from the [-]th floor of the earth fairy steps into it, it will be in danger, even more so than the ancestral court of the Qishan witch religion. In this situation, and Pindao's ascension is imminent, it is better not to compromise too much cultivation, but also to rely on the three-foot Qingfeng in the hands of junior sisters, so it is beneficial to both."

Bingchen thought for a while and said, "It's not impossible for you and me to join forces, but we must make a blood oath in advance."

Qing Chen nodded with a smile, said a good word, and then took out a blue talisman from his sleeve, "The concentric talisman, poured with blood, connects the heartstrings, advances and retreats together."

Bingchen stared at the blue talisman, groaning noncommittally.

Qing Chen didn't urge her, just waited for her in silence.

After about a stick of incense, Bingchen finally made up his mind and nodded.

Qing Chen stretched out his finger, but he couldn't see any wound, but squeezed out a drop of blood from his fingertip, fell into the talisman and disappeared.

At the same time, Bingchen also cut a wound on the palm of his own hand with a sense of greed and hatred, and after only a drop of blood flowed out, the wound returned to normal, and the blood drop also fell into the concentric talisman.

The blue concentric talisman shattered into dots of blue fluorescent light, establishing a light blue twisted belt between the two, and then slowly disappeared.

(End of this chapter)