One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

Chapter 120
After reading the information, Song Yun didn't hesitate, and directly made a decision——

go with!
After all, Wang Ling is also within the range of Hedong Road, which is his territory.

The people of Jingguo sneaked in so sneakily, and they might have to dig graves, which was regarded as an invasion, so how could they just sit idly by.

It is absolutely worth paying attention to the inheritance of King Tang Jing inside the royal tomb.

King Tang Jing, that is the pinnacle ghost fairy who has experienced nine thunder calamities, and the most powerful man in a century of troubled times. Even if his inheritance, Song Yun, is not needed, he must never let it be passed on to the people of Jingguo.

Song Yun made up his mind and notified Li Tianyang and Lou Chengde directly to let them move first.

The newly established Anxi court, together with several thousand recruits, all moved to Hexi Road.

The Hexi Jiedu envoy He Yansi is dead, and his residual strength has been cleaned up. There are two peak masters, Zhang Xianke and Huangfuyan, guarding the north and south. Don't worry about safety in the short term.
Under the guise of the recruits' training, the Anxi court mixed in with the team and moved there in a low-key manner without publicizing it, so that Jingguo's spies could detect Song Yun's actions later.

As for the supplies in Anxi City, take away what you can, and Song Yun waved the rest and put them directly into the [Void Storage Box].

Now the [Void Storage Box] has a space of ten feet cubic, which is equivalent to a large warehouse, more than enough to hold several batches of supplies.

Groups of people went out to the east of the city. Anxi, which had been bustling for several months, soon became quiet and empty again.

This time it was not completely empty, several permanent personnel of Xuanji Pavilion were still there, and dozens of soldiers stayed behind to wait for Song Yun's return.

In order to prevent the news of leaving from leaking, Song Yun ordered that the people in Xuanji Pavilion be strictly guarded, and they should not be able to move freely during this period.

Song Yun hangs a bronze sword on his waist and holds the Xuandi Seal in his hand. He is alone, hiding his whereabouts, and quietly rushes to the south of Hedong Road, entering the high mountains.

The location of the mausoleum of the Tang Dynasty is quite remote and hard to find. It seems to be intentional, so that the burial place of several generations of kings will not be disturbed by outsiders.

However, Song Yun didn't need to search all over the mountains and plains. He could detect the movements of a large number of civilians by turning over two mountains and listening attentively.

Lurking in the past, I soon saw a luxurious cemetery in the distance, quietly standing between the valleys, on a grand scale, with many formations in it, and there are huge stone walls outside to block and protect.

Even if ordinary people accidentally broke into the valley, they would not be able to enter the cemetery at all.

At this moment, under the guidance of several masters of Taoism, groups of civilians are carrying tools in fear and are destroying the formation around the cemetery, so that the large group of civilians can dig inside.

Their progress is still a few days away from actually entering the royal tomb, Song Yun is not in a hurry, lurking in the dark to observe quietly.

After looking around, there was no trace of Lord Wulie Bai Xiang, but he could see that the mausoleum guards had been slaughtered, and the corpses were being moved to a corner and were about to be set on fire.

There are not many soldiers in charge of guarding the royal tomb, but they are of high standards, and there are many experts among them. According to the information provided by Xuanji Pavilion, there are masters sitting in charge.

They were all killed, so it can be inferred that Venerable Jingguo probably came here.

It's just that the other party deliberately concealed his breath and hid in the dark.

Without [Anxi real-time map], Song Yun couldn't find his whereabouts for a while.

The out-of-body state has stronger detection capabilities, but the previous battles told Song Yun that safety issues must be taken into account when getting out of the body, and he should not be careless.

He is alone and has no cover. If the other venerable has special means to restrain the spirit, it will be dangerous.

I can only calm down and wait.

Fortunately, this is still the territory of the Tang Kingdom, and there are also the mausoleums of the Tang kings of all dynasties. The field of luck is relatively stable. Song Yun can display a combat power close to the peak of a martial saint, and he is not afraid of any Duke Wu Lie at all.

If they really encountered each other, the fight would be over. He waited for the right time to strike again, and taught the people of Jingguo a profound lesson.

For a while, only the cry of the peasants and the crisp sound of chiseling the stone wall could be heard in the mountains.

Outside the cemetery, in an ordinary military tent, a black-armored general with white beard and hair was sitting by the desk.

A yellow-faced scholar sat opposite the table, and the two were resting, making tea and drinking each other.

The yellow-faced scholar poured a cup of hot tea, shook the cup slowly, and asked the general:
"Bai Gong, the news may not be able to keep up with the mobilization of the people this time. Then Song Yun may come. What do you plan to do then?"

The white-haired general on the opposite side is naturally the pillar of the Jing army, Duke Wu Lie Bai Xiang.

Bai Xiang snorted softly when he heard the words, "It would be better if that little thief came. He slaughtered 10,000+ soldiers of mine, and I happened to avenge my revenge, so that I could teach him that both are martial saints, and their combat power can be vastly different!"

The yellow-faced scholar gave a simple compliment, "Bai Gong is a master of martial arts, so he is naturally not afraid of Song Yun. It's just that it's not easy to come here, and he can't return empty-handed. At that time..."

Bai Xiangdao: "I'm mainly in charge of fighting. You can decide how to enter the mausoleum. Now that the treasury of Dajing is empty, it's best to return with a full load this trip. I still know the priority."

"Then I would like to thank Mr. Bai for your great help." The yellow-faced scholar raised his glass with a smile, and took a sip of tea instead of wine.

Bai Xiang raised his cup and drank it all in one gulp. The hot tea rolled down his throat, and then turned into wisps of hot air that evaporated from his beard and hair.

If Song Yun was out of his body now, he would definitely be able to observe a red light rising from the top of Bai Xiang's head soaring into the sky.

This is the bloody smoke of the strong in the late stage of Wusheng!
Song Yun still didn't send out his soul to investigate, but just found a piece of grass to hide, secretly thinking about the next battle plan.

If Jing Jun is only here to dig graves and seize treasures, there is no need to send out His Holiness.

If Lord Wu Lie Bai Xiang came in person, it means that there is a mystery in the mausoleum of the Tang Dynasty, and Li Yong, Zhang Songhe and the others cannot deal with it.

The situation inside the royal tomb may be a big change...

Song Yun had a full meal before he set off, and if he didn't eat for ten days, his combat power would not be affected. He would absorb a little dew occasionally, and his state remained the same during the long wait.

One day, two days, three days...

On the fourth day, there was a sound of rumbling stone walls collapsing outside the cemetery, echoing endlessly in the valley.

This means that Jing Jun successfully broke through the periphery of the cemetery, and can send a large number of civilians to dig into the cemetery.

Song Yun still didn't move.

On the fifth day, the cemetery was extremely noisy, and the reports of the peasants sounded again.

It should be the tombs of the Tang kings of the past dynasties were opened.

Song Yun also finally discovered Baixiang, Duke Wulie.

You don't need to recognize the face, you can see the white-haired general walking out of the military tent from a distance, and feel the hidden majestic momentum, you can know that this is a strong man in the late stage of martial arts.

Song Yun still didn't move.

Bai Xiang stood in front of the cemetery, with his back exposed facing the lofty mountains. He stood there for a while, but didn't notice any movement.

He couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Then Song Yun is here or not? If he really came, faced with such a good opportunity, can he hold back and not make a move?"

"It's also possible that I didn't come. The intelligence system of the Tang Dynasty was basically destroyed by me. The new court of the Northern Tang Dynasty almost started from scratch and did not have such a strong intelligence capability."

After thinking for a while, Bai Xiang couldn't stand outside all the time, the temptation was too obvious.

He walked into the cemetery, intending to find the treasure of the royal tomb first.

The next moment, the voice of the yellow-faced scholar came from inside the mausoleum:
"Come and help me!"

Bai Xiang's expression changed slightly, and he hurried over.

They saw a big hole opened outside the mausoleum, the fire inside was flickering, and the fierce roaring sound continued one after another.

The yellow-faced scholar withdrew in embarrassment.

Then came out a huge fire dragon with raging flames all over its body!
The dragon's body rolled, like a red cloud across the sky, and countless sparks splashed in all directions.

Bai Xiang's expression completely changed.

"King Tang Jing's Nine Fire Flame Dragon? Isn't he dead yet?"

(End of this chapter)