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Chapter 218 Opening the Imperial Mausoleum
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The black earth is full of gravel.

In Xia Xingzhong, more than a dozen people who were not young entered here with him.

They were startled when they saw the black sky that stretched to the ground and stretched to the left and right.

"The Black Wind Prison? How could there be such a large-scale black prison!"

"This size is a bit too big."

"How many ghost soldiers and ghost generals are stationed here?"

Seeing this huge wall, they all had a bad feeling.

woohoo-

The storm blew up as if to welcome them.

"Xia Yuanhong's descendants?"

A loud voice came from the other side of the black wall.

"Yes, Xia Yuanhong is the ancestor."

An old man with white beard and hair and eyes buried in wrinkles said in a wheelchair.

His wheelchair has a transparent shell, and there is a silver liquid like hydraulic oil flowing inside. It is arcane mercury, and there are at least tens of kilograms in his wheelchair.

His voice spread out, shaking the surrounding fields, and the gravel within the field of vision was smashed into pieces, turning into powder and floating in the wind.

"The Xia family, why didn't you help us 300 years ago!"

"Have you all forgotten our agreement?"

"You broke your promise!"

……

Compared with Qiao Ji's kindness when he was there, Xia Xingzhong's group of people appeared here, which attracted angry roars, and the other side of the wall was accusing them.

The old man was sitting in a wheelchair, and his calm voice changed all the roaring, "The dynasty founded by our ancestors was overthrown, and the blood was slaughtered. It's not that we broke our promises, but that we couldn't protect ourselves in that era."

His voice cut through, stopping the roaring on the other side of the black wall.

Well, it's been a rough time for a while.

"Now, we are representing the country of Hua, and we are here to help you solve the problem."

"Can we still trust the human race?"

The old man said calmly: "The forces of the underworld have frequently invaded the human world. Although we have repulsed them all, they are not willing to die. We have a common enemy."

There was a slight silence on the other side of the black wall, and there was an argument, but it was blurred.

Soon, a voice replied: "The Black Mountain 300 miles to the west, we can only get out of trouble by destroying it. They haven't completely occupied the world yet. I can sense my people, and they are still fighting everywhere."

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Two huge miserable green moons appeared, but upon closer inspection, they were not moons, but two clusters of will-o'-the-wisps, reflecting a huge silhouette of a skeleton.

Everyone's spirits are tense.

"The ghost king is coming, you go first!" The other side of the black wall reminded.

"This is the ghost king?" Xia Xingzhong said in surprise, "This is not the same as the ghost king we have dealt with before."

The previous ghost king, it seems, is not so powerful, it is the level of ordinary earth-level supernatural beings.

"This is a canonized ghost king, not an independent wild ghost." Another old man with a cane explained.

"It's different. It's too strong. Just this body of bones can kill a lot of wild ghost kings with one foot."

The old man in the wheelchair spoke, his voice drowning out the chatter, "Where is there a way to enter here from this world?"

"Are you sure you want to enter from this world?" The voice on the other side of the black wall was a little surprised, "Aren't you afraid of being counterattacked by the underworld?"

"We have our own plans."

"Well, Xia Yuanhong received a chariot as a gift from our family back then. With it, he can open the passage and enter and exit the two worlds. This area should only have this ghost king, but there were thirteen people who attacked us back then. Be careful! .”

"Thank you for letting me know, please wait for us for a while."

"We've been stuck for 300 years, and it doesn't hurt to wait a little longer."

The old man in the wheelchair already knew the answer he wanted, and said, "Ready to return."

Xia Xingzhong thought of the Nine Sons Stone Statue, so he asked, "Excuse me, what does the Nine Dragon Sons Stone Statue do?"

"Dragon son?"

"What dragon?"

"The stone statue of the dragon son?"

"Has any of us been to the world of the human race?"

"Whose child?"

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There was a discussion on the other side of the black wall, and finally, the voice talking to the old man in the wheelchair said: "If you are asking about the nine stone statues we gave Xia Yuanhong back then, those are the nine coordinates of the spiritual realm that we sealed for him with dragon power. They are all the clan of big monsters that are raging in his country."

Nine spiritual coordinates?

nine?

Xia Xingzhong asked casually, but he didn't expect to get such a shocking answer.

"go!"

The old man in the wheelchair let out a low cry, the ground shattered and dust flew, shaking everyone out of the spiritual realm.

In the next second, a huge white bone foot stepped on the position where they were just now, turning it into a deep pit.

……

Leaving from the Dragon's Spiritual Realm, Xia Xingzhong and his group were still in a state of shock.

Xia Xingzhong's last casual question actually brought them a huge windfall.

"My God, nine spiritual realms?"

The old man on crutches asked in surprise, "So we are so close to the entrance of other spirit realms?"

Next to Xia Xingzhong, a middle-aged woman said: "When the Emperor Taizu was fighting the world, there were indeed records of demons raging and the Taizu used his sword to subdue it, but there are only a few words in the official history, but there are many records in other classics of that period. If I compare the literature, I should be able to find the problem, after that period, the records of monsters should decline."

They were all suppressed, and among the nine stone statues received, the folk records should have dropped significantly. A little comparison of this matter will tell.

"Where is the chariot? Who knows which cultural relic the chariot is? Have we seen it?" asked the old man on crutches.

"I don't remember, the chariot probably never appeared." The middle-aged woman replied, confident in her memory.

"If this chariot donated by the Dragon Clan has been with the Emperor Taizu for his entire life, it should be buried with him and is now in the imperial mausoleum."

"Imperial Mausoleum?"

"Do you want to open the imperial tomb?"

"Opening an imperial tomb is not an easy task."

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The imperial mausoleum has never been opened, isn't there an imperial mausoleum base now?

But there are so many emperors and tombs in history, why did they only open one?
It is because it is very dangerous to open the imperial mausoleum. The ancient emperors would be buried by people. They thought that they would continue to be emperors in the underworld after they died.

Before they die, they will give loyal officials and generals who died before them to be buried in the imperial tomb.

The emperor with a longer lifespan, in his mausoleum, is an empire of the underworld.

To open the imperial tomb is to do a battle with this underworld empire. They had suffered a lot when they opened the imperial tomb.

And that was just the mausoleum of an emperor who was not good at martial arts, didn't do much, and didn't live long.

And now to find a dragon chariot that can cross borders, but to open the tomb of Xia Yuanhong, the founding emperor who reigned for more than 60 years...

He has survived many ministers and generals, and it can be predicted that opening his imperial tomb is to face a powerful underworld empire.

(End of this chapter)