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Yin Qianshang was not Fang Lansheng, he had no interest in these gossips about Master Tu Sulingyue, while Zhou Ji and the others were talking, he went to the corner where the funerary utensils were piled up and looked around, pursed his mouth, and said with some regret: "Isn't Qin Shihuang quite rich? I didn't see a few valuable things when I built such a big mausoleum."

As soon as these words came out, the original tranquility was broken. Fang Lansheng had known Yin Qianshang for a while anyway. He knew that he had a free and easy personality and had no taboos, but stealing the burial of the dead was a sinful act, so he hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him to stop.

Although Yin Qianshang lost his previous memories, he was born in a secluded city after all. He believed in his heart that after death, the body returns to the earth, and the soul returns to the river of forgetfulness. It is useless to keep these things buried with him. It is better to save himself.

Fang Lansheng was very annoyed when he heard that he was deviant, but Feng Qingxue's eyes widened, showing a look of surprise and uncertainty.

Youdu is different from the culture of the Central Plains. Yin Qianshang’s remarks about returning the body to the land and the soul returning to Wangchuan generally only exist in Youdu. Is he really the big brother?

Feng Qingxue looked down at the spirit stone bracelet on her wrist, full of doubts in her heart.

In the end, Yin Qianshang was persuaded by Baili Tu, Su Fang Lansheng and the others, and gave up his plan to find some treasures and go out to drink and gamble. Zhou Ji saw that Yin Qianshang seemed to be unwilling, so he sighed lightly to attract his attention, with a faint expression on his face. Looking at Lingyue, he said regretfully: "Lingyue, Tusu, do you know what happened to your master's friend who likes tomb robbers?"

Before the two of them could speak, Zhou Ji glanced at Yin Qianshang, who had pricked up his ears, and continued: "Tomb robbers are hated by gods and ghosts, and they will be abandoned by heaven. Girl Lingsha is because of her family's tomb robbery for generations. In the year of Hua Zhi, the fragrance has disappeared and the jade has died."

The corner of Yin Qianshang's mouth twitched, and he quickly wiped the hand that had just touched the underworld weapon on his clothes. His elbow accidentally knocked down the Chang Ge in the hand of a pottery figurine. Fang Lansheng hurried forward to support Chang Ge.

Suddenly, a broken piece of mud fell into the palm of her hand, Feng Qingxue turned her eyes subconsciously, and the originally gray weapon shone with a cold light, and then, the whole underground square was shaken, and everyone around The terracotta figurines seem to be about to wake up, ready to move.

"not good!"

Yin Qianshang glanced at this scene from the corner of his eye, grabbed Fang Lansheng who was still helping the pottery figurines to stabilize and straighten the spear, and followed Zhou Jiling and they walked through the underground square to the closed stone gate.

In this short period of time, more than a thousand pottery figurines, like soldiers resurrected from the shadows, spread out in formation, pressing towards the six people step by step.

Ling Yue stood in the lead, sweeping his long sword flat, and whizzed away with a move of pure Xuanzhen sword energy from Tianyong City. At the front of the line were some infantry pottery figurines, which were fragile and were immediately smashed into pieces by the sword.

Yin Qianshang followed closely behind, drew out his epee, and helped Lingyue block the pottery figurines on the other side.

The two of them worked together to clear the first two rows of terracotta figurines, and the terracotta figurines in the rear were like elite soldiers with a degree of command. They all stopped and raised their long soldiers.

The next moment, a hundred bronze spears came through the air!

Ling Yue flew up and unleashed the Taixuxuan True Sword. Countless sword qi scattered in all directions, blocking most of the long spears projected by the pottery figurines. Get rid of those long soldiers who slipped through the net.

When the ghost-masked man broke into Tianyong City back then, Ling Yue had fought against him, and now seeing Yin Qianshang attack for the first time, it seemed quite similar to the ghost-masked man in his memory.

Now that he is in a dangerous place and there is no time to think about it, Ling Yue subdued his doubts and looked at the approaching army of pottery figurines as if facing a formidable enemy, but saw a figure walking past him calmly, and hurriedly said: "Senior, be careful, These terracotta figurines seem to be drawn by the soul, and there is no energy and blood meridian around them."

"It's okay." Zhou Ji waved his hand, and signaled to Fang Lansheng on the other side indifferently: "Go and open the door!"

Fang Lansheng looked at the closed stone door in front of him, at a loss, and asked, "How do you open it?"

At any rate, Yin Qianshang had also witnessed Zhou Ji's demeanor of dispelling the vortex column of air with one hand from Xianshan Villa. He was not as worried as Ling Yue, so he put away his epee and signaled Baili Tusu to push the door open with him.

Ling Yue stood on the spot, glanced at the Tusu people who were competing with Shimen, and then at "Senior Zhou Ji" who was walking towards the Qin Bing army alone, hesitated, and raised his sword to catch up.

However, with the sound of thunder and the dazzling light blue and purple flashing past his eyes, Ling Yue's pursuit gradually slowed down until he stopped.

The army formation originally composed of nearly a thousand terracotta warriors seemed to be erased by something, and there was a huge emptiness in it, and even the underground square seemed a little empty.

In a blink of an eye, another ray of thunder illuminated the underground square. The thunder was like a torrential rain pouring down on the remaining terracotta warriors. At the top of the steps facing Shimen, he felt a sense of security just now.

"How? Is it open?"

Zhou Ji swept away the flying dust with a flick of his sleeve, turned around and looked at Fang Lansheng and Baili Tusu who were looking this way, and while secretly adjusting his breath to recover, he said calmly.

"No, I can't open it!" Fang Lansheng said, pushing down the stone door forcefully, somewhat frustrated.

Dazed, Ling Yue stepped forward and tried it hard, and said in a deep voice: "It is said that in order to prevent tomb robbers, the stone gates of Shi Huang's Mausoleum are all made of dragon-breaking stones poured with copper juice. Only when the correct mechanism is found can they be opened. .”

Zhou Ji looked up and down the structure of the stone gate, looked at Baili Tusu and Yin Qianshang standing on both sides of the stone gate with strange expressions, and asked, "Did you guys try to pull it?"

'pull'

Fang Lansheng's expression froze. Just now, everyone was distracted by him. They only thought about pushing the door, so why bother pulling?

Can't help but add a little embarrassingly, "Then what, the situation was urgent just now, and you moved too fast, didn't you have time to try this?"

Baili Tusu and Yin Qianshang didn't want to pay attention to this swindle, they circulated their true energy, silently grabbed the crack of the door and slowly increased their strength.

Dust and gravel rolled down, and the stone door was slowly opened by the two of them amidst a piercing sound of friction.

Fang Lansheng was a little dumbfounded and said, "Did you really pull it?"

After touching the stone gate, which was almost as thick as two arms, Fang Lansheng tried to push and pull it, his face flushed from holding back, and he forced to shake it. He wanted to explain a few words, then turned around, and the others walked through the stone gate as if they hadn't seen him. Go deep into the tunnel.

"Hey, wait for me.

After entering the stone gate, everyone continued to move forward, passing through a long and narrow passage to a cave. The three stone gates were sealed, and the ground was covered with corpses. It looked extremely tragic. When everyone entered the hall, a huge boulder crashed down from the top of the gate. Cut off everyone's retreat.

Fang Lansheng shrugged, watched Feng Qingxue and Tu Su trying to open the stone door, and said, "It's useless to push and pull~"

"Brother Zhou, what should we do next?" Feng Qingxue looked at Zhou Ji worriedly and said after trying several times but failed to open the stone door.

From Zhou Ji's point of view, taking out a sword randomly from the array, not to mention the Shimen, could stab the entire Mausoleum of the First Emperor upside down.

Only in this way, Tianjie will be aware of the fluctuations in the aura of the Four Swords of Zhuxian. This is not a small world like slow swordsmanship, which is not superior to Chinese martial arts. There is no day of peace.

"Let's go forward first, maybe there is still a mechanism here." Zhou Ji shook his head, turned his eyes to look around, and raised his feet to walk into the cave.

Ling Yue lowered his head to look at the bones lying beside him, and said in a deep voice, "There are so many bones here, it looks like it might be a burial pit."

Along the way, Feng Qingxue had already learned about some sacrifice customs in the Central Plains, and she couldn't bear to ask: "Is it a living sacrifice?"

Fang Lansheng leaned forward and said: "It is said in the book that there were hundreds of thousands of people who participated in the construction. Later, after the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang was completed, they were all given to death. Not only them, but also the concubines and maids in the palace. There are also some servants and courtiers."

Yin Qianshang scratched his head and interrupted: "Why are there so many people here?"

"It's not what I said, it's what the book says." Fang Lansheng scratched his head and explained.

While everyone was talking, they seemed to sense the aura of a stranger. Clouds of black mist quietly seeped out from the ground, and a giant skull gathered on the platform in the middle of the cave.

They just met the terracotta warriors, and now they saw ghosts and wraiths again. Seeing that the skulls were about to gather into shape, everyone took out their weapons and looked at the skulls as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

However, when the resentful spirit was only short of its jaw being fully formed, Zhou Ji waved his hand and summoned a thunderbolt from the Supreme Purity to defeat it.

The ghost mist grows attached to the ground veins of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and the ground veins are endless and endless.

Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the scattered black mist gathered again.

There is no such thing as an invincible frame in reality, and Zhou Ji will not watch the resentful spirit gather the black mist to evolve into a "perfect body" like other people, and then fight with it.

This time, before it could gather its outline, it was split apart again by Zhou Ji who didn't talk about martial arts.

Repeatedly back and forth, I saw that the ear chamber of the side hall would be illuminated by strong light every ten breaths, and then there would be a roar, and the wraith that could not be formed had no time to attack at all, so it was suppressed by Zhou Ji with thunder until Fang Lansheng and the others found it. The organ that opens the door.

Going forward is the core position of the underground palace of the imperial mausoleum, and you will come to the main hall where the organ center is located.

In the dark, there seemed to be an unknown, unspeakable boredom rising from the bottom of Zhou Ji's heart.

Zhou Ji shook his head, looked at the giant astrolabe blocking the front, felt the massive amount of mercury poison behind the astrolabe, frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt and confusion flashed in his eyes.

Could it be that this boredom is because the organs here are too dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will be swallowed by mercury?

It's just that he has a thousand years of cultivation, and he has won the third of the Four Swords of Jade Immortals. Even if the starting mechanism falls into the sea of ​​mercury, what danger is there?

Yin Qianshang shook the empty jug, looked at the wall next to him in surprise, and showed doubts, "Eh? Listen, is there a sound of water here?"

The people who were still studying the astrolabe listened carefully, and they heard the sound of water fluctuating, Feng Qingxue was surprised: "Is there an underground river next to it?"

"It's not an underground river, it's a sea of ​​mercury." Zhou Ji came to his senses when he heard the discussion, and wrote lightly, "There is mercury all around here. Once the mechanism is triggered, the entire imperial mausoleum will be submerged."

"Brother Zhou, do you know how to unlock this astrolabe?" Feng Qingxue asked hastily.

Zhou Ji had no memory of the astrology mechanism at all. Looking around at the crowd, he saw Yin Qianshang tilting his head up and trying to tell the last drop of wine in his life. , "Why don't you let Lan Sheng try?"

"He" Yin Qianshang put down the jug and glanced at it. Although he didn't say anything, there was a trace of suspicion in his eyes.

Isn't he going to push and pull again?

"What's wrong with me!" Fang Lansheng felt that Yin Qianshang's suspicion offended him, his head became hot, and he raised his head and said: "Brother Zhou said that although I am not suitable for cultivating immortals, I have a deep destiny. Read all kinds of classics, if you don’t believe me, you can do it yourself.”

After Fang Lansheng finished speaking, he stepped forward to observe the astrolabe carefully, first pressed two star positions, and finally triggered the mechanism in the hall.

Baili Tusu swung his sword to cut off the hidden arrow, and signaled Fang Lansheng to continue.

Seeing the trigger of the hidden arrow, Fang Lansheng's heart was in his throat, and he didn't dare to be negligent. His brain was running fast, and finally found the correct star position, and he mustered up the courage to press it.

There was a crisp sound of the mechanism tripping, and everyone looked at it together. The embossed beast on the wall facing the astrolabe slowly spit out a pull ring. Fang Lansheng ran over there to hold the ring and retreated. Over time, the Mausoleum of the First Emperor shook the ground, and every time the chains held by the rings were pulled out, the gate leading directly to the core of the underground palace opened a little.

"Successful! I succeeded!!" Fang Lansheng couldn't help showing joy when he saw the door opened. He tried to loosen the ring, but found that as long as he let go, the ring would shrink back, and the stone gate would also close.

"Why don't you go first." Most of the joy on his face faded immediately, Fang Lansheng struggled to hold the ring to prevent it from retracting, then turned to look at the crowd and said, "Go and save Shaogong first, I will think about it later Method."

"Or I'll do it." Yin Qianshang pulled the ring to signal Fang Lansheng to let go, "Since Lei Yan asked you to exchange Yuheng for Shao Gong by name, if you are not here, he will be suspicious."

Feng Qingxue stepped forward and said: "If you want to stay, I should stay. Brother Qianshang, you and Tu Su and the others can go together. If there is a fight, it will be helpful."

"I'll come." "I'll come."

Lingyue and Baili Tusu followed along to join in the fun, and Zhou Ji was the only one left watching them plucking and plucking radishes, keeping away from the mobile phone, squeezed out the old man's face on the subway and said, "What are you doing? This is the underground palace. There are so many lampposts and stone statues around, just find one to support it, right?"

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With dazed faces, they looked at each other, the debate about who left the pull ring came to an abrupt end, and as the door slowly closed, one by one dingy loosened the ring and ran to the side to choose a suitable stone statue.

(There are too many slots in this part of the original drama. I couldn’t control it for a while, and I couldn’t write the title part. Or, let’s save it as a preview of the next chapter?)

Preview of the next chapter:

"court death!"