Supernatural: I have a small world

"Although this river valley has been dry for many years, the mountains on both sides are undulating and tortuous, and there are two big dragons."

"This place is right where the Erlong Xizhu is. Although it is not comparable to the emperor's mausoleum chosen by the Central Plains Dynasty, it is also a first-class treasure in the world, enough to bury several kings."

"The Western Xia Dynasty was deeply influenced by Buddhism. If you look at there... there... and there, there are a total of nine low hills, all of which are pagoda-shaped tombs..."

"If my guess is correct, this should be an imperial mausoleum from the Western Xia Dynasty. At least nine members of the royal family of the Western Xia Dynasty were buried here!"

"...follow me... this way..."

A group of people followed Zhang Sanlian, and they came to a cliff in a short time.

Looking at the cliff, Zhang Sanlian walked forward on his own, and finally stopped at a place where more than a dozen stones were stacked.

"Here is the last geomantic cave in this valley."

"Although I don't understand why Yun Bancheng buried Princess Xixia here."

"But there is absolutely no problem in terms of Fengshui. This place is indeed a treasured place of Fengshui."

After speaking, Zhang Sanlianzi took out a jug from his arms and took a sip.

What was in the jug was some sweet potatoes with spiritual liquid that he had the cheek to ask Sun Cheng for.

After taking a sip of wine, it seemed that there was a warm current running around in his body.

Zhang Sanlian narrowed his eyes comfortably, and began to enjoy the feeling of being slightly drunk after drinking the fine wine.

Noticing that (Hao Nuo's) all eyes were on him, Sun Cheng nodded.

He went to the direction marked by Zhang San's chain, and released a spiritual thought to drill into the ground.

Not long after, Sun Cheng raised his fist and punched there.

After a shock as if the earth was shaking, a large pit with a depth of two meters appeared in everyone's sight.

And at the level of the pothole, there are a few broken stone slabs, revealing the extraordinary here.

"This is the entrance to the tomb!"

Zhang Sanlianzi smiled, put away the flagon and walked up to have a look, "It's not Xixia style, but Song Dynasty style."

"If I hadn't guessed, this should be the cemetery that Yun Bancheng chose for Princess Xixia."

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Chapter 418 Qimen Dunjia protects the tomb gate (full order) Dragon Boat Festival Explosion

Yang Xunzhu and the others have been by Sun Cheng's side for some time.

In the Great Sleeping Buddha Temple before, I have seen even more bizarre scenes than here.

Therefore, although he was horrified that his martial arts were not much worse than Taoism, he didn't show it.

Instead, it was the three chains, although he pretended to be calm.

But looking at the two-meter-deep hole that Sun Cheng punched casually in the hard earth and rocks, he was still a little shocked.

Sun Cheng stepped forward first and jumped into the hole.

"Don't come down first! Back up and wait..."

Controlled by his spiritual thoughts, he wrapped the stones at the entrance of the tomb passage that were [-] to [-] centimeters thick, and threw them all into the inner world.

Immediately, there was a smelly and dirty air blowing out from below.

Yang Xunzhu and the others went to the tomb all year round, and Zhang Sanlian even wore three gold-touching talismans, all of whom were old Jianghu.

There was no need for Sun Cheng to say more, and he retreated more than ten meters early.

When the filthy air in the ground was almost gone, Sun Cheng shouted: "Okay, you can come here!"

After speaking, he entered the tomb first.

The skills of the few people were not bad, and they quickly followed behind Sun Cheng, along a sloping tomb passage, and quickly entered a 390th cave at a depth of tens of meters underground.

The cave was originally very dark, but Sun Cheng took out a suspended Kongming lantern, and after injecting a ray of true energy into it, the lantern immediately released a soft, non-glare, but very bright orange light.

This is a high-grade magic weapon that he casually refined some time ago. Just injecting true essence into it can transform the true essence into light.

It didn't matter whether Sun Cheng had it or not when he went to the grave, but after bringing Yang Xunzhu and the others with him, the other party couldn't see it.

He was also worried about the weird bugs from the Great Sleeping Buddha Temple in the tomb, or other creatures that are very sensitive to temperature.

Fortunately, this magic weapon was refined and used in the tomb.

Thanks to the Kongming Lantern, Zhang San and the others were able to see their surroundings very clearly.

"It turns out that there were rivers flowing here in the early years, so many of these caves were washed out underground."

"It's no wonder that Yun Bancheng was able to rely on his own strength to build a large tomb for Princess Xixia. It turned out that he took advantage of the special terrain here."

Sun Cheng looked at some tree roots that could be seen at any time in the cave, and reminded: "Be careful, there is a monster here."

Zhang San's chain froze when he heard the sound, and he looked around vigilantly.

Regarding the theory of monsters, although he has not seen it with his own eyes, he still believes it.

After all, he often goes to the grave to fight, and Zhang Sanlianzi has seen the monster after the corpse change more than once.

"There is a tomb ahead!"

Yang Xunzhu's eyes were very poisonous, and after a while, he saw a masonry passage in front of him.

Sun Cheng and the others walked there. The young people in the team were all young at heart, and kept looking over the walls on both sides.

"This is a Buddhist painting..."

"These murals are very exquisite, but they are not the life of the characters, but some ordinary Buddhist paintings."

"It seems that Yun didn't want people to know who is buried here!"

"Wow, there are Chinese characters!"

Seeing Yang Xunzhu's three companions like this, Zhang Sanlianzi smiled and began to show off his knowledge.

"Although it has been influenced by the Tang Dynasty, Xixia is still a safe place after all. Most of the land in the territory is desolate and not convenient for production."

"So limited by national power, the tombs of the Xixia kings are usually simple in structure, unlike the grand and hidden regulations of the Central Plains imperial tombs."

"However, I don't know if you have discovered it."

"This tomb is contrary to the tradition of the Western Xia Dynasty. The site is hidden. It is all brick, octagonal, and densely eaves. This is the standard craftsmanship of the Han Dynasty."

"We're done!" Sun Cheng reminded.

At the end of the spiraling downward tomb passage is a huge space.

This is an octagonal hall, Zhang Sanlian took a breath of air as soon as he approached.

"Eight sides, eight corners and eight gates, it turned out to be the Qimen Dunjia technique."

"In this kind of dense eaves tower style building, the door to the main tomb must be hidden on one of the walls."

"However, among the eight walls here, seven are dead doors."

"Na Yun Bancheng and Princess Xixia are childhood sweethearts, and they definitely don't want to be disturbed after she dies."

"In my opinion (bbcj), there should be traps on all seven walls here."

"It's a pity that I don't know much about the Qimen Dunjia technique. It's a pity, a pity."

After the three chains were finished, Yang Xunzhu looked at a young man behind him, and the young man walked out.

"give it to me!"

His name is Yang Henian, and his skills are not very good, but he is the one who is best at traps and heretics among the young generation of Qianshan.

He carefully glanced at each of the eight walls, and immediately frowned.

"Trouble!"

Yang Henian sighed, "This is not only implying the skill of the Qimen Dunjia, but also the eight pictures of the Chinese zodiac painted on the eight walls, which is also a test of future generations' grasp of history and the perpetual calendar."

"This picture, I do the math, it's the first year of Song Baoyuan."

"This one is from the sixth year of Song Tiansheng... This is the first year of Song Mingdao... This is the first year of Song Kangding... This is the first year of Song Qingli... The second year of Song Qingli... Seven years of Xiashou... 11 years of Xiashou ..."

"Is there anything special about these years?" Yang Henian finally confused himself.

Zhang Sanlianzi secretly took a sip of wine for himself, and it could be seen that with Sun Cheng, a Taoist master, at his side, he didn't feel nervous at all when he went to the tomb this time.

"Hey!"

After having a drink, Zhang Sanlianzi reminded: "This is the important year in the life of Li Yuanhao, the founding emperor of Xixia. , forced the Song Dynasty to discuss peace, and was killed by Zi..."

Yang Xunzhu is a Taoist who moved mountains. In order to find Muchen Zhu, he knew very well the tombs of all the emperors of the Xia Kingdom since ancient times.

He frowned and asked, "Isn't Li Yuanhao buried in Tailing after his death?"

Xixia Tailing is located in Phoenix City, nearly a thousand miles away.

"Probably to cover up this place, the real owner of the tomb." Zhang Sanlian took another sip of wine, shrugged, and then looked at Yang Henian.

"Boy, can you see the way?"

Yang Henian's face suddenly became bitter.

That expression, not to mention everyone knows it.

Sun Cheng had been listening for a long time, and when he saw this, he could only release a divine thought to probe around.

As soon as the divine sense left his body, he felt a hazy feeling.

Sun Cheng's heart shuddered, knowing that this place is really not simple.

Na Yun Bancheng is worthy of being the so-called living Luban. Even if he had not reached the peak of his cultivation when he built this mausoleum, he is no longer below Sun Cheng today.

The two collided hundreds of years apart, and Sun Cheng fully manipulated his divine sense, as if the whole person was surrounded by an endlessly changing gossip formation.

He kept using his divine sense to test repeatedly in the seemingly unbreakable formation.

Countless failures, countless collisions.

After a while, Sun Cheng let out a foul breath.

"This way!"

He reached out and patted a wall, and the next moment, the wall suddenly shrank to the side, revealing a tomb passage.

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Chapter 419 Earth Jade Concubine (Please order in full) Dragon Boat Festival explosion

When Yang Henian saw the door of the tomb opened, his face was very depressed.

The two companions beside him patted his shoulders to comfort him, and Zhang Sanlian also smiled and comforted him: "It's okay, kid, your little knowledge is at best just a beginner."

"I have communicated with Daoist Sun before. He is not only proficient in Taoist classics, but also various ancient miscellaneous books and Confucian classics are all available at his fingertips."

"Knowledge is endless, and at the same time, you have to remember that you can't build a car behind closed doors!"

Yang Henian knew that he was Captain Mojin, and even a senior in the Doujie.

So upon hearing this, he lowered his head and performed a disciple salute: "Thank you for your guidance, senior!"

Zhang Sanlian nodded with a smile, followed Sun Cheng and Yang Xunzhu into the tomb passage.

After a while, several people came out of the tomb passage, and they saw the karst cave just now.

It's just that it's located deeper underground.

As soon as he walked in, Sun Cheng felt some discomfort.