Heroic Soul: Drunken Qianqiu

In front of the emperor's mausoleum.

Qin Ye activated his spiritual power, and countless golden threads poured into the stone door. Slowly, the dust on the stone door was replaced by gold, and the golden dragons and auspicious clouds became lifelike.

After a moment, a golden stone door appeared. Immediately afterwards, the stone door began to shake violently, shaking like an earthquake.

A harsh and heavy sound sounded, and the stone door weighing ten thousand kilograms began to slowly rise. The smell of thousands of years of history rushed over, accompanied by decay and coldness, which was unbearable.

After the stone door was raised, a long passage came into view, paved with retro blue bricks, and all kinds of moss covered every corner. However, the moment it came into contact with the outside air, it began to wither and wither quickly, and the green bricks also began to lose their original color. color, converted to khaki.

Seeing this, Qin Ye quickly let the stone gate fall, trying not to damage the cultural relics inside the imperial mausoleum. After all, every cultural relic inside might be a priceless treasure in the outside world.

Dim yellow lanterns hang one by one on both sides, leading to the end of the road.

Walking forward along the road, the sounds of breathing and footsteps of several people continued to echo in this passage, which seemed extremely strange.

"Old Qin, there won't be any traps here, right?"

Cheng Yong followed closely behind the two of them and said in a low voice that based on the novels he had read before, there must be some kind of trap in this place.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was only a "crunch", and a stone brick under Cheng Yong's feet sank in.

"Be careful!" Qin Ye shouted loudly.

Almost instantly, countless brick cracks appeared in the walls on both sides, and countless black arrows quickly shuttled through the passage.

Whoosh whoosh——

Arrows rained down.

A layer of blue shield quickly appeared around Yunqiu, wrapping several people inside.

Da da da--

The arrow rain was as dense as raindrops, and the sharp arrows were broken by the powerful impact the moment they hit the shield.

"Phew, I was scared to death..."

Cheng Yong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He still had no way to spiritually transform, so he could only rely on his ancestor's help. But the incident happened suddenly, and he might have hated the northwest before his ancestor could react.

Click——

Suddenly, layers of cracks appeared on the surface of the shield, and they continued to expand, quickly spreading to the entire shield.

Qin Ye was shocked. How could it be possible? Yun Qiu was a strong person in the candlelight realm. How could he be...

Without having time to think about it, Qin Ye quickly injected spiritual power into the shield. The blue spiritual light quickly repaired the cracks. However, in the process of resisting the arrows, he was surprised to find that these arrows were actually there. From the late latent spirit to the peak latent spirit The power.

Could it be that there were practitioners more than two thousand years ago...

Guessing what Qin Ye was thinking, Yun Qiu explained, "This imperial mausoleum is built according to the method of the Zhoutian Formation. It inherits the dragon's veins, gathers the destiny of the country, and generates spiritual energy...

For more than two thousand years, the Imperial Mausoleum has long been a world of its own, and its aura concentration is no less than that of any medium-sized Nether Ruins, and can almost be compared with large-scale Nether Ruins.

And in this situation of abundant spiritual energy, the things inside more or less breed spiritual power. "

Hearing this, Qin Ye's heart sank and he stared straight at the end of the passage. It seemed that the journey would not be too peaceful...

After hearing this, Cheng Yong almost clung to the two of them, and kept saying silently in his heart, "Ancestor bless, Ancestor bless..."

"Stop reading it, I'm panicking too..."

Cheng Yaojin said angrily, this grandson never thought of himself for his good deeds and always blamed himself for his bad deeds. How could there be such a useless descendant...

After a few more minutes, the arrow rain finally ended, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Resisting such a dense attack still consumes spiritual energy.

The shield dissipated, and all that could be seen was the ground on the side and the walls on both sides. All that could be seen were dense arrows. The gravel fell all over the ground, which showed how powerful the arrows were.

Qin Ye said in his heart, "Senior First Emperor, do you know what's ahead?"

The First Emperor shook his head and said, "I didn't know that Li Si and Zhang Han were involved in the construction of the imperial mausoleum."

Qin Ye sighed and had no choice but to lead the two of them forward more carefully.

After groping for a few minutes, the three of them finally reached the corner of the passage, which was a more spacious open space. Before the three of them could be happy for a moment, several roars came out.

"The peak of latent spirit..."

Qin Ye's heart sank and he stared at the dark corner ahead.

You know, now is the outer edge of the imperial mausoleum, and the evil spirits at the peak of latent spirit have already appeared, and what's inside...

Then, several evil spirits wearing coarse linen clothes and holding hammers and carving knives appeared in front of several people. It seemed that they should be the craftsmen who built the imperial mausoleum, but they were all buried here.

The eyes of the evil spirits were shining with red light, and their bodies exuded extremely strong resentment. The moment they saw several people, they all looked directly at Qin Ye, "Qin...Qin..."

Roar--

A roar mixed with coercion filled the air, and then, several evil spirits rushed toward Qin Ye like they were crazy.

Qin Ye snorted coldly, held his palm in the air, and instantly gathered a spiritual sword, gathered momentum, and swung the sword out.

Swish——

The sword light instantly enveloped several evil spirits, cutting them to the waist and cutting off their vitality...

A painless death can be regarded as a kind of salvation for these people who have lost their minds and are full of resentment.

"Handsome, Lao Qin, he is half as handsome as I was back then." Cheng Yong is a man who praises people without forgetting himself, harms others and drags down his family, and is a talkative person.

"I didn't expect that these people have so much resentment," Yun Qiu said, pointing to the black smoke filling the air.

Naturally, the First Emperor saw this scene. Although he felt a little sorry for those craftsmen, if he was allowed to do it, he would order them all to be killed. Otherwise, the imperial mausoleum might be stolen by the descendants of these people. The imperial dragon vein and the national destiny may be destroyed.

"Let's go," Qin Ye took back his spiritual sword and said.

After walking around the corner, there was another long passage, but this time, the mechanism was not triggered.

At the end of the passage, a huge stone palace door blocked the footsteps of several people. On the palace door, countless round door nails were arranged in an orderly manner, which would last for thousands of years.

In front of the palace gate, two bronze generals wearing black black armor, holding long swords, and bronze swords at their waists were guarding both sides. Just standing there gave off a chilling and unstoppable aura.

There seemed to be a cold air passing by. Cheng Yong couldn't help but tremble. Goosebumps appeared on his arms. He looked at the palace door and his eyes fell on the two bronze generals.

The feeling of mutuality in his heart became stronger, so he said quietly, "Old Qin, why do I feel so scary? These two guards will not wake up..."

Before he finished speaking, the two bronze generals started to move, raised their long swords, and said coldly:

"Those who trespass on the imperial mausoleum will die!"