Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

"Going to the true palace?"

The guy just finished speaking.

A clear map structure suddenly appeared in Chen Yulou's mind.

Although this main hall is called Lingyun Palace and Huixian Palace, it is actually the Minglou Baoding of the Xianwang Tomb.

According to the regulations, the palace has two entrances, the front hall is the bright hall, and the back hall is the sleeping palace.

However, King Xian's behavior is strange, and he has no rules and regulations, which makes it difficult for people to figure out.

If you rely solely on past experience to fight back, you will definitely fall into his trap.

But when you reason against it, you will find that the tomb here is extremely consistent with the shape of Feng Shui and the way of burial scriptures.

It can only be said that this person is a bit rebellious.

The apse that Miss Hong and her party went to should have been, but it was not a bedroom, but had been converted into a sacrificial hall.

If I remember correctly, I called Shang Zhendian.

The most astonishing thing among them is the six-legged bronze tripod in the Forest of Steles.

There is danger hidden in it.

Worried that something might happen to her.

Chen Yulou did not dare to delay and immediately waved his hand.

"Go and have a look."

"it is good!"

Several people quickly turned around from the throne, followed the guy, and went straight to the back hall.

"Senior brother..."

Just as Partridge Whistle was about to catch up, a weak voice suddenly came from behind.

He subconsciously turned around and looked at his junior sister.

Hua Ling, who had fallen on the spot, looked indescribably pale at this moment.

See this.

His heart sank.

Worried that she is ill.

After all, after setting off from the campground early in the morning, there was almost no rest along the way.

Go into the water, kill monsters, and climb mountains.

They don't care.

However, Hua Ling's body has been weak since she was a child, and this place is inherently weird, so it is not impossible for her to be invaded by wind evil.

Thinking of this, Partridge Whistle was worried and at the same time couldn't help but feel a little self-blame in his heart.

He patronized the fight but ignored her.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Facing his worried eyes, Hua Ling opened her mouth, but hesitated when the words came to her lips.

A smile appeared on his face and he shook his head.

"No...nothing."

"Is it really okay?"

Partridge Whistle was still a little worried.

Hua Ling has been with him since he was a child. To him, he is both a teacher and a brother.

It's just that even though he is a world-renowned leader who can move mountains, he has no idea what the little girl is thinking. He is completely confused.

Can't tell the difference right now.

Is she feeling uncomfortable or has something else on her mind?

"Really not, senior brother, if you don't go, Brother Chen and the others will disappear without a trace."

"This... Hua Ling, if something happens, you must tell your senior brother."

"I know, senior brother, go quickly, I'm not a child anymore."

Feeling the familiar girl, Partridge Whistle secretly breathed a sigh of relief, no longer hesitated, and quickly caught up with the group of figures in front of him.

Hua Ling did not follow immediately.

Instead, he turned sideways and a pair of beautiful eyes fell on the old man in the mural who was wearing a python robe and was not angry and proud.

exactly.

It's on top of the golden crown on his head.

The golden crown is obviously an imitation of the style of the pre-Qin crown. However, as a county in the Qin Dynasty, King Xian was self-aware and did not use the emperor's twelve-pointed crown, but the prince's seven-pointed mountain crown.

However, not even the senior brother noticed it.

Under the seven crowns, there is a jade bead faintly embedded.

Like the human eye.

It is clearly the same style as the Muchen Bead.

Hua Ling also discovered it accidentally. The moment she saw it, she felt like her heart was trembling.

The Zagrama clan has been fighting for it for generations.

She hadn't thought about it at all.

I actually saw it on Xianwang Mianqi.

But this matter was of great importance, and she had never seen Muchen Pearl before. When she was very young, she secretly entered the ancestral temple and read about it once in an ancient book left by her ancestors.

Therefore, she was not sure for a while.

But the strange palpitations she had felt these past few days made her unable to help but feel a sense of hope.

I stopped my senior brother because I wanted to ask him a question.

But she was also worried that if they were just similar in form, wouldn't it mean that her senior brother's happiness would be in vain.

Over the years, she couldn't remember how many times she had seen disappointment from her senior brother.

Leave with confidence every time.

result……

But it was hit again and again.

She was extremely sad and wanted to protect her and the old foreigner's senior brother. One can imagine how much suffering he suffered in his heart.

It is precisely because of thinking of these.

Therefore, when her senior brother asked her just now, she still hesitated at the last moment.

"Flower spirit?"

Take a few steps in a row.

I noticed that she didn't seem to be following.

Partridge Whistle stopped again and looked back, just in time to see the little girl's fingers interlaced, gently touching her eyebrows, her eyes slightly closed.

He couldn't help but have a strange look in his eyes.

That is a gesture that the Zagrama people use when praying.

"Here we come, senior brother."

Hua Ling responded with a smile.

She was just praying for the blessings of her ancestors, and it had to be true.

If only Muchen Bead could be found.

Then they...and future tribesmen would no longer have to suffer the pain of ghost curses.

His eyes finally glanced at the eye-shaped bead.

Then, he walked quickly towards his senior brother.

Wait for the two of them to pass through a short corridor filled with inscriptions.

From a distance, I could see Chen Yulou and his party standing scattered among the forest of steles.

Looking up, the Shangzhen Hall is no smaller than the front hall, with countless stone tablets densely erected.

In addition, there are eight mural walls.

It is arranged in the form of Nine Palaces and Bagua.

After a cursory glance, most of the inscriptions on the inscriptions contained words of praise for the king, but the colorful pictures on the painted walls covered a wide range of information.

From cultural economy to national war.

It is like a historical work of the ancient Dian Kingdom.

"Senior brother, Yelang Kingdom..."

Suddenly, Hua Ling pointed to a painted wall and said slightly surprised.

Partridge Whistle, who was looking at the inscription, subconsciously turned around and looked at the majestic painting.

It clearly depicts two wars.

One is the ancient Dian Kingdom and the Yelang Kingdom.

They are both barbarians from the southwest.

The border borders.

There are constant wars between the two small countries.

"It really is."

The reason why they are interested in this small country is because when they were in Pingshan, the three brothers and sisters almost went to the tomb of King Yelang if Chen Yulou hadn't dissuaded them.

As for the remaining battle, it was the massacre of the barbarians from Zhelong Mountain.

The records in the picture scroll were almost the same as their previous guesses.