[Jian Wang III] Prosperous Tang Dynasty

Ye Xuan put on the clothes that had been dried with internal force, and tied up his loose hair again. Just as he was wrapping the snow satin around the ponytail, Lu Lingfeng came back with Su Jixian in his arms.

"You guys are back!" He quickly tied up his hair, went up to meet him, and held up a pale yellow object, "Jixian, do you know what this is?"

Su Jixian lay in Lu Lingfeng's arms and looked over, stretched out his hand to take it, rummaged through it, "This...is probably a jade chapter? Where did you get it?"

"Not sure..." Ye Xuan scratched the back of his head, frowned and thought carefully, "Maybe I accidentally picked it up in the pit of the terracotta warriors? I just found this thing hanging on my epee."

Su Jixian threw the jade badge back to him, yawned and closed his eyes, "Take it first, it's an antique after all, maybe it will come in handy later."

Ye Xuan nodded and put the jade badge away, and asked again: "Then how do we go next? Is there an exit from Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum near here?"

Lu Lingfeng shook her head, "I've inquired before, and the way into the mausoleum has been sealed, so I can't walk."

"Then move forward." Su Jixian closed his eyes and said softly, "When the tomb was built, the craftsmen had to be buried with them, but not everyone is willing to wait to die in the tomb. The secret path of the mausoleum."

His voice was a little weak, and he took a hard breath before continuing: "Leave the Water Dragon Hall first."

So the three left the Water Dragon Palace. Su Jixian's knowledge of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum was obtained from some books and those people who lived for thousands of years, but it was quite miraculous that he guessed eight or nine were close to ten, three No mechanism was triggered on the way people left the Water Dragon Hall and walked forward.

The stone door of the mechanism opened rumblingly, and the three of them walked out from behind the stone door.

"This should be Shinto." Looking at the tomb passage that stretches straight without end, Su Jixian narrowed his eyes, and climbed down from Lu Lingfeng's arms, "The Shinto may be dangerous, and I'm not sure, so be careful."

Lu Lingfeng stood beside him without saying a word, while Ye Xuan held the light sword in his hand and nodded to express his understanding.

Looking at the luminous pearls on the Shinto wall, Su Jixian lowered his eyes and carefully recalled the records about the Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum, then suddenly turned his head and said, "Lingfeng, whichever luminous pearl I will talk about later, you can use a hidden weapon to move the stone support of that luminous pearl." .”

Although Su Jixian is also good at using hidden weapons, but now he is a little weak, afraid that he will not be able to grasp the strength, so he did not try to force himself to use it.

Lu Lingfeng was obviously more willing to do it for him. After saying yes, she bent down and untied a strap from her boots. Inside the strap were many dark hidden weapons shaped like bullets.

"Third from the left."

The hidden weapon flew out of Lu Lingfeng's hand, and hit the third night pearl stone holder on the left wall, knocking the stone holder away a bit, and there was a faint clicking sound from under his feet, and then fell silent again, as if the sound just now Just an illusion.

Su Jixian was about to go up, but Ye Xuan grabbed him and dragged him behind, "Let me go first, my body is better, and I can avoid any danger."

"Yeah." Su Jixian wasn't persistent, just reminded him, "Follow the white clouds, don't step on other places."

The ground carving of this Shinto is almost the same as the central avenue in the stone figurine pit. The five-clawed dragon soars in the clouds, and even the dragon scales are detailed and lifelike.

Ye Xuan stepped on the cloud carving and walked forward a few steps cautiously, and stopped when he was about to reach the night pearl that had been moved.

It was peaceful and nothing happened.

Su Jixian felt relieved a little, and continued to instruct Lu Lingfeng to throw the concealed weapon, and the three of them proceeded cautiously.

The Shinto path is very long and empty, and the luminous pearl's light is not bright, making people's faces pale like ghosts, and the further they look, the darker they become.The sound of their footsteps on the ground was amplified by the echo, and it was eerie in the ears.

Along the way, Su Jixian miscalculated several times and triggered the mechanism, but the mechanism of the Shinto is not particularly meticulous, and it is not as dangerous as the pit of the terracotta warriors, so it is more than enough to deal with it.

I don't know how far he walked, Su Jixian was a little bit powerless due to his weak body, so he had to stop and rest.

Lu Lingfeng stood behind him and hugged him, while Ye Xuan sat cross-legged and looked worried.

Su Jixian, who was leaning against Lu Lingfeng's chest with his eyes closed, seemed to be about to fall down at any moment, his mind was full of whirling chaos, he took a few deep breaths, took out the ginseng slices from his bosom and put them in his mouth, and then he recovered a little Spirit.

"This should be the middle of the Shinto." He looked around, carefully observing the reliefs on the stone walls on both sides, "Over there is the Huadeng Fu Temple, and here is the Wan... Wanshi Pit? I don't remember much. If Anlu Mountain Some people are also in this mausoleum, maybe there will be people on both sides."

"Then we have to speed up." Ye Xuan stood up and patted the ashes on his pants, "Can you hold on?"

"It's okay if you can't." Su Jixian pursed his lips, raised his hand and patted his forehead lightly, exhaled, "Go on. The fifth one on the right..."

The three continued to move forward, much faster than before the break.

However, before they had gone far, the stone wall behind them suddenly made a rumbling sound. The three subconsciously stopped and looked back, and immediately met the two groups of people.

One group consisted of the bruised saintess Tanxue in red and a dozen or so red-clothed women, and the other group consisted of Linghu Shang and his apprentice Su Mansha, who were intact but a little dusty.

When the three sides met each other, they were all stunned.

Su Jixian was the first to react, dragged the two people around him and ran forward in an instant, and then freed his hand to touch the gold and silver barley seeds to crack the mechanism, without hesitation.

"Don't worry about these things!" Ye Xuan spoke quickly and was not afraid of biting his tongue. "We have recovered some physical strength now, and the Shinto mechanism is not enough to worry about, and we can keep the people behind the pit! My tongue..."

"That's fine." Su Jixian responded, and suddenly turned around and shot out the remaining two barley bullets, restoring the mechanism behind him to its original state, and rushed forward regardless.

In an instant, the gears turned in the dark, and there was a huge chain dragging in a trance, and dense arrows and thorns swarmed, and the feet suddenly stepped into the air, and a dark bottomless pit appeared.

When poisonous mist and poisonous water sprayed out one after another, Su Jixian suddenly regretted not bringing Mo Yu.

If Mo Yu's Snow Condensation Skill had frozen these poisonous liquids into ice, they probably wouldn't be in such a mess.

The muffled rumbling sound reverberated in the Shinto, deafening, Tanxue and Linghushang led the people in hot pursuit, even if they were injured, they were enough to deal with the endless traps.

Ye Xuan's movement was the most agile among the three, running a little faster than them, and suddenly found that the wall in front of the right moved a bit, and a dark gap appeared.

Swipe—a bronze spear was stabbed out suddenly, and Ye Xuan, who was pressed down by Su Jixian, could even feel the cold air passing across the back of his head.

"Why are you in a daze?" Su Jixian frowned and blamed, "You were almost stabbed in the head!"

Ye Xuan was silly with a smiling face, and before he could speak, he just ran to the edge of the gap, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a blue and white hand full of scars protruding from the dark gap, and gasped suddenly.

In the dimly lit Shinto, this hand seemed to be a ghost claw that suddenly grew out of the stone wall. The ghostly aura was so vicious that Ye Xuan staggered in fright, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

Almost at the same time, that green and white ghost hand grabbed him, clasped his arm tightly with its five fingers, and dragged him back forcefully. The force was so strong that it seemed to be pinched into his bones, and Ye Xuan, who was caught off guard, was dragged past.

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

The screams suddenly exploded and echoed in the Shinto. The three of Su Jixian were like a bunch of gourds, dragged away along with Ye Xuan who was caught by ghosts, and disappeared in the Shinto in an instant.

Sitting down on the cold bluestone floor, Ye Xuan clutched his chest, looked at the handsome monk in front of him in shock, opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

Su Jixian was also obviously frightened, he patted his chest and panted slightly, Lu Lingfeng hugged him and patted his back lightly, and rubbed his head to comfort him.

The young monk rubbed the back of his head and smiled, a little shy, "Amitabha, did you scare me? Yes, I'm sorry..."

"You almost scared me to death, Xing He..." Ye Xuan's voice was still fluttering, "Do you know that I thought I was a fraud and would drag me to be buried with you..."

Xing He apologized at a loss, Su Jixian kicked Ye Xuan lightly, and said gently: "Master Xing He ignores him, he is rough and thick enough to be scared. What is this place?"

"Amitabha, Master Su told the little monk to practice He." Xinghe clasped his palms together and bowed, "When the little monk came here, he saw the stone plaque. This is the corridor of longevity. The little monk has already broken the mechanism when he was doing the routine here. , please rest assured the three benefactors."

"Xing He is very skillful." Su Jixian replied, and suddenly frowned, "Are you poisoned?"

Xing He was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, "When I first came in, there was poisonous gas in the Longevity Corridor, and there were many poisonous insects. The little monk was not skilled in martial arts, so he was poisoned. But the little monk suppressed it with internal force, so it's okay."

Su Jixian stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, then let go of his hand after a while, took out the pouch from his bosom, poured out an antidote pill and handed it to him, "Ordinary miasma can be cured."

"Thank you Su benefactor." Xing He hurriedly bowed and saluted, took the pill and ate it, "I have seen the place behind the Longevity Corridor, and it seems to be the bedroom of the owner of the tomb.

"It's the first emperor's bedroom..." Su Jixian thought about it, "After Xinghe has rested, let's go and have a look together, maybe I can find the exit."

"No problem, little monk, you can leave now."

"So, please ask Xing He to lead the way."

Xing He nodded, and led them to the depths of the Longevity Corridor.

The Longevity Corridor is extremely gloomy, even though there is no wind, the chill still seeps into the bones and blood bit by bit, the cold makes the muscles ache.

The road is full of messes, broken rolling stones, brightly colored poisonous insects, stiff corpses of snakes and rats, and there is almost no clean place.

After walking for a while, the Corridor of Longevity came to an end. Xing He groped and turned around a small stone statue, and a stone door quietly opened a crack, which was so narrow that a grown man could pass through it.

The four of them went out, and when they saw the scene in front of them, even Xing He, who had already seen it once, couldn't help being amazed.

This is an extremely vast palace, with a star map as the dome, a map of Nine Dragons carved on the white stone floor, golden nanmu as beams and pillars, palace lanterns are still burning, stone carved fruits are placed on low tables, and sapphire screens are unfolded, throwing The long shadows, the stone figurines of the Palace Ladies and Imperial Army are arranged neatly and lifelike, as if the color of the gray and white stone soil will fade away in the next moment, and fish run through the palace.

There is a huge bronze coffin on the white jade platform in the north, and the carvings cannot be seen clearly, but such a coffin still gives people a very depressing sense of oppression.

"So the first emperor's bedroom is like this..." Su Jixian muttered to himself, his eyes fell on the teams facing each other under the white jade platform.

The place where they came out of the Longevity Corridor was a little far away from those people, but it was also possible to see that one of the people in gold was An Lushan, and the other party couldn't see clearly.

"It's Anlu Mountain." Ye Xuan hid behind the stone figurine and looked at it, "Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Find the exit first." Lu Lingfeng, who was so silent that she hardly felt her presence, said, her eyes fell on the person in her arms.

Su Jixian nodded and looked towards Baiyu Gaotai, "My guess is that the exit is near the coffin, but it may not be correct."

"Then go there first, and if you guess wrong, it's a big deal to change to another place." Ye Xuan rubbed his chin, "But I think it should be right. Since you entered the mausoleum, your guesses are rarely wrong."

Xing He didn't know Su Jixian's ability very well, but he still trusted him, "Young monk, follow everyone."

So the three of them leaned against the wall and carefully walked towards the white jade platform under the cover of various objects such as stone figurines and screens.

As they gradually approached, the appearance of the two groups of people became more and more clear. The group of people confronting An Lushan turned out to be his second son, An Qingxu.

This was beyond their expectation.

While listening to them arguing and roaring there, the four of them walked forward cautiously.

An Lushan is now the emperor, and the conflict between father and son is easy to guess, and he is the crown prince.

The eldest son, An Qingzong, was killed by Xuanzong when he rebelled. Now An Qingxu is considered the boss, and he has also fought with the army for a long time.However, An Lushan favored the youngest son, and intended to make the youngest son the heir apparent, and An Qingxu became dissatisfied.

So with the help of Yan Zhuang, An Lushan's confidant, An Qingxu learned of all his father's plans, and destroyed them one by one, and even went to Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum first to seize the treasure.

Su Jixian cast his eyes from the gaps between the stone figurines, glanced lightly at An Lushan and the others, and smiled.

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