Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

Chapter 41 Qin Ling, the descendant of the former emperor, landscape writing, the power of a novelist!

An hour ago, just when Ying Xuan summoned two great generals, Wang Jian and Meng Wu, to the palace for an audience, Qin Mausoleum, 200 miles outside the city of Xianyang, welcomed two guests.

The empty Qin Mausoleum is surrounded by towering and steep mountains, like a huge military formation guarding the mausoleum.

"No wonder the Qin Empire has no troops stationed here to guard it. It turns out there is such a great power. It's really not simple!"

The young man stood casually at the entrance of the Qin Mausoleum, wearing fine clothes and with dishevelled hair. He looked as if he had not slept for several days and nights. His eyebrows and eyes were dark and he looked very haggard.

But the strange thing was that there was a powerful aura surging around him, endless and endless, like a deep ocean.

"Are you right, Lord Zhao?"

The young man suddenly turned his head and looked behind him. He saw a man who looked like a scholar. He had a gloomy look, an official hat on his head, and an expressionless face.

It was Zhao Gao, the Minister of Chariots of the Qin Dynasty!

The young man was the novelist's disciple who had appeared in the imperial prison.

"You talk too much, or are novelists nowadays learning from famous writers and liking to gossip?" Zhao Gao said coldly.

"Haha, it's just small talk. Since Lord Zhao doesn't like it, let's get straight to the point!"

The man in brocade clothes shrugged his shoulders, his behavior was casual, but he showed a sense of calmness, and turned to look at Qin Ling.

Under the night sky, beneath this land, all the kings of the Qin Dynasty, except for a few, are buried.

It can be said to be the dragon vein of the Qin Dynasty.

But tonight, the two of them came not to pay their respects to the remains of the former kings of the Qin Dynasty.

"There are rumors that Qin Fuzi is the descendant of the Human Emperor. I never really believed it, but until now, I finally have some doubts!"

The man in brocade clothes strolled into the depths of the Qin Mausoleum, and Zhao Gao followed him silently without saying a word.

However, the man in brocade clothes kept talking: "Otherwise, these stone statues left by the Human Emperor Tribe in ancient times would not have remained motionless after seeing us arrive!"

Under the cover of night, the entire Qin Mausoleum was shrouded in darkness, making it difficult to distinguish the surroundings.

But one can still vaguely see the huge stone statues standing on both sides of the mausoleum, solemn and majestic, like the guards of the Qin Mausoleum.

Sift! Sift!
The moment the man in brocade clothes and Zhao Gao walked into the Qin Mausoleum, the stone statues trembled and the stone chips on their bodies began to fall off, as if they were coming alive.

hum!
An extremely terrifying aura permeated the entire Qin Mausoleum, with overwhelming pressure surging like a tidal wave!
But no matter how these stone statues shook, they could never fully revive. They could only watch the man in brocade clothes and Zhao Gao step by step reach the deepest part of the Qin Mausoleum.

……

The huge mausoleum gradually came into view.

It is very different from other tombs in the Qin Mausoleum.

This mausoleum is not only larger, but there are no stone statues standing around it, as if the builders intentionally did not want to disturb the peace of those sleeping here.

"All human beings, unless they are at the level of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, will be reincarnated in the underworld after they die!"

"No matter how magnificent this mausoleum is, it is just an empty shell!"

The man in brocade clothes looked at the clean and tidy mausoleum and couldn't help shaking his head. Then he said lightly: "But it's good this way. It's convenient for us to do things!"

Zhao Gao, who had been following behind him, finally took action after hearing this. He took out a brocade box from his sleeves and handed it over.

However, the man in brocade clothes stepped aside, smiled and shook his head, saying: "I dare not accept this, after all, it is the hair and skin of the First Emperor!"

"Even though the person is dead and buried in Mount Li!"

"But the consequences are so great that I don't want to be involved!"

After he finished speaking, Zhao Gao stared at the man in brocade clothes silently, then grabbed the brocade box, came to the front of the mausoleum, opened the brocade box, and bowed to the ground. Then, he calmly squeezed a drop of blood from his fingertips, transformed it into his body, stepped into the mausoleum, and slowly lay down!

At the same time, Zhao Gao took out two talismans from his sleeve, and his magic power surged, burning it to ashes!

In an instant, two magical powers flew out and enveloped the body formed by the essence and blood!
hum!
Then, the entire mausoleum trembled!
From the opened brocade box, beams of mysterious light surged, flew out of the box, and circled around the mausoleum!

And in the brocade box, there lay a bunch of braids, shining like black.

boom!
In the darkness, a figure seemed to have crossed the long river of time, emerged from nothingness, came to the front of the mausoleum, and bowed.

One bow, and heaven and earth feel it!

next moment--

boom!
The entire mausoleum began to tremble, and the countless standing stone statues shattered and turned into powder!

The mighty force of heaven and earth surrounded by peaks began to gradually collapse, as if it was about to collapse the Qin Mausoleum which was tens of thousands of miles long!

"Tsk tsk, it worked, it's really amazing!"

The man in brocade clothes looked at this scene in amazement, but quietly moved away from Zhao Gao who was prostrating himself on the ground, and silently looked at the illusory figure.

For the first time, his expression revealed a solemn look.

Obviously, that illusory figure, which was only summoned by the remains, gave him a great sense of oppression!
However, the man in brocade clothes finally breathed a sigh of relief, because the figure gradually disappeared after causing such a huge commotion.

"It seems that the First Emperor is really dead!" The man in brocade clothes shook his head and sighed inexplicably.

That braid was the hair that had been cut off when Ying Zheng was still alive and was collected by Zhao Gao.

Although Ying Zheng later fed the black dragon of Qin's national destiny and lost all his cultivation, he was once a Daluo Jinxian after all!

A braid of hair left behind during one's lifetime is very likely to be tainted with terrible karma, and if one is not careful, it may lead to unimaginable accidents and mishaps.

The man in brocade clothes couldn't guarantee that after destroying the world's situation of the Qin Mausoleum, the summoned shadow of the First Emperor would destroy him and Zhao Gao as well.

After all, their actions are now equivalent to digging up the ancestral graves of the Qin Dynasty!

Not only that, he also took the opportunity to replace the person in the ancestral tomb!
That drop of blood was the result of Zhao Gao's hard work. He used the two great military powers of 'concealing the truth' and 'stealing and replacing the pillars' to directly change the owner of the tomb of the first king of the Qin Dynasty!

And then... destroy the overall situation of the world here!

And the most crucial core is that braid!
"The First Emperor gathered all the national fortunes of the Great Qin. This bow means that he recognized the substitute as the king of the Great Qin. Naturally, the great situation of the world will collapse!"

"Tsk tsk, those guys from the Yin-Yang family are really sinister in their methods!" the man in brocade clothes muttered to himself.

Once the world of Qinling is destroyed, the entire Qinling will no longer pose any threat and can be easily wiped out!

Thinking of this, he cast his eyes towards Zhao Gao who was kneeling on the ground, raised his eyebrows, and said teasingly: "Master Zhao, are you feeling guilty and want to kneel down and not stand up?"

Hearing this, Zhao Gao paused, then slowly stood up, without even looking at the man in brocade clothes. He just silently closed the brocade box and put it away again.

"Is this all right?" Zhao Gao asked directly without explaining.

"Ah, that's enough. According to what those guys from the Yin-Yang School said, the fate of the Qin Dynasty began with the Qin Mausoleum. As long as the Qin Mausoleum is destroyed... the fate of the Qin Dynasty can be shaken!"

"When the time comes, we will invite the kings imprisoned in the imperial prison out, and the fate of the Qin Empire will naturally fall apart!"

The man in brocade clothes smiled faintly, then raised his hand and flipped out a bamboo slip, and inexplicably grabbed a pen in his hand.

"Next, it's my turn!"

"Let me, the novelist, open the curtain and add a chapter to this long night!"

(End of this chapter)