It takes more than 2,000 miles from Anyang to Yunding Mountain, while it is only more than 500 miles from the imperial capital Wuyang to Yunding Mountain; if you ride a horse at full speed, you can make two round trips in a day.
The rumbling sound of explosions at Yunding Mountain has temporarily stopped. With the help of gunpowder and the convenience of digging the mountain for the (imperial) mausoleum, the underground space of the imperial mausoleum has been opened up in less than four months. Next, it will enter the detailed decoration stage.
During the detailed decoration stage, Li Xian still couldn't help much, or it could be said that Li Xian's biggest role here was to spend money and buy time! As long as Li Xian stayed in the imperial mausoleum, the Li family would be a genuine "royalist" and would be in a "forever correct" position politically.
Of course, Li Xian’s favorite thing to do is to lie down in the black underground and observe the turbid air and oil from a distance.
Undoubtedly, this is an absolute treasure, but it is also an extremely dangerous treasure! The oil in this world contains the resentment of the strong, the fragments of the spiritual consciousness of the strong, the sword energy, the Gang Qi, and even toxins and other messy things; this makes the oil extremely dangerous.
"Master, we caught a little demon beast, it has the cultivation level of the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining Stage."
Song Xing took the lead, and several guards behind him carried a tiger together; the tiger was still struggling and roaring.
"Just put it on the ground."
The guards threw the tiger to the ground but did not untie it.
Li Xian used a thin wooden stick, dipped a little oil in it, and carefully smeared it on the tiger's head; immediately a guard next to him cast a spell to untie the tiger's restraints.
The tiger roared angrily, but suddenly fell to the ground; that small drop of oil began to take effect, a faint light flashed, and the tiger's soul was shattered by the strong will contained in the oil.
Naturally, after losing its soul, the tiger fell down and was completely dead!
Hiss… Everyone gasped. During this period of time, Li Xian had been experimenting, with smaller and smaller doses, and constantly changing positions, but the results were always the same.
Song Xing's face turned pale. "Master, is this turbid air from underground really a treasure? I think it's more powerful than the most powerful poison in the world!"
Li Xian also frowned, but did not give up. "Song Xing, I believe in one sentence: There is no useless waste in the world, it's just that we haven't found the right way to use it! These underground turbid air are definitely real treasures. As long as we can find a way to clear the danger, these treasures will bring us surprises. Apart from anything else, this underground turbid air contains about 5% liquid spiritual energy, liquid spiritual energy! If we can extract this liquid spiritual energy, what will the scene be like?"
Song Xing did not respond, because other people had the same idea as Li Xian, but no one had ever succeeded!
After sighing, Li Xian suddenly said to himself: "How come so many powerful people in ancient times died?"
Li Xian was just talking to himself, not expecting anyone to answer him. Unexpectedly, Song Xing responded, "Master, I heard that many masters died under the heavenly tribulation. The strong under the heavenly tribulation often turned into ashes, leaving nothing behind! Not even a residual soul will be left behind!"
Heavenly tribulation?!