As night falls, Chang'an City is brightly lit and prosperous like a dream. These thirteen dynasties have carried the splendid Chinese civilization one after another, and countless heroes have rested here. There are a large number of living dead related to historical figures in Chang'an. This can be considered to be for a reason.
In the hotel room, Jiang Hao finished typing up the first report and then sent it. She stretched and said lazily: "It's finally done. How are you doing over there, hubby?"
Ning Tao patted the small medicine box beside him and said with a smile: "I have nothing to prepare, I can set off at any time."
Jiang Hao said: "Then let's go now."
"Don't worry. It's a scenic spot after all. There might be people wandering around right now. Just wait." Ning Tao said. It only took a few seconds to seal the mound, and he was not in a hurry.
Jiang Hao said: "Then come over and give me a massage. My bones are sore all over."
"You didn't do anything, why are your bones sore?" Ning Tao seemed to smell a hint of conspiracy.
"If Xiaoqing asked you to massage her, your hands would definitely be on her body by now, right?" Jiang Hao said, with a clear sour taste in his voice.
Ning Tao smiled bitterly and leaned over to massage her shoulders.
There's nothing to argue about, because Qing Zhui never lets Master Ning give her a massage, and he takes the initiative sometimes. However, if it is not good for the relationship between husband and wife, it is better not to say it if the family is harmonious. After all, he is a man who has married three wives, and the way he and his wife get along is different from most men.
"Husband, what do you think is going on?" Jiang Hao, who had his eyes closed, broke the silence between the two while enjoying the comfort brought by the Xiuzhen doctor.
Ning Tao said: "I don't know either, but..."
"But what?"
Ning Tao said softly: "It's just a feeling. I feel that everything seems to be related to Xunzu Dan. Tiandao Medical Center has killed three evil bosses one after another, but in fact they are all related to Xunzu Dan. I suspect that there is something wrong with it. There is a force that is driving all of this, including me, but I don’t know what this force is, and I don’t know what its purpose is... "
He couldn't go on. These were all his guesses. No matter how much he said, there was no evidence to prove them. They might even be wrong.
Jiang Hao opened her eyes and looked at her man: "Do you think these weird people and things in Chang'an are also related to Xunzu Dan?"
Ning Tao nodded: "Whether it is Han Chuangye we have seen or Wu Wanrong who was taken away by Wu Yue, they are all atavisms. The reason why they can resurrect their souls and devour the host is because Han Chuangye and Wu Wanrong were taken away by Wu Yue. Wu Wanrong already has the genes of Han Xin and Wu Zetian, and she can also be said to be their descendant."
"You mean their ghosts actually awakened through their genes?" Jiang Hao looked surprised.
Ning Tao said: "Isn't it the same for you? You can awaken the genes of your ancestors and become like them."
"But my soul is still my own soul, but Han Xin and Wu Zetian have changed their souls but not their bodies."
Ning Tao said: "Because they don't have bodies in the first place. Their situation is opposite to yours. This is considered normal."
"I still can't figure it out, where is the source?"
Ning Tao smiled bitterly: "I don't know either. I hope my actions tonight will be fruitful." "Don't worry, it's still early."
"Huh?" Ning Tao felt a little strange. She was talking about leaving just now, so why did she feel less anxious after a massage
Jiang Hao stood up from the chair, pushed Ning Tao onto the chair, and said with a gentle smile: "Hubby, let me take care of you and let you relax."
"No, no need..." Ning Tao was inexplicably nervous.
"Why are you so nervous? I won't eat you." Jiang Hao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "If Xiaoqing said to serve you, you must have nodded, right?"
Ning Tao stopped talking.
Jiang Hao leaned close to Ning Tao's ear and breathed hotly: "I know you are nervous because the bed was not by your side. It doesn't matter. I'll let you. My mother is so old, you have to consider what she wants. How does it feel to hold a grandson?"
Ning Tao: "..."
Two hours later, a convenient door opened, and the couple walked out of the dark hole. What came face to face was a dense forest, with snow covering the tree crowns and the ground, and the field of vision was completely white.
This is Fengtu Mound, the resting place of an emperor through the ages.
Ning Tao stepped forward and climbed to the highest point of the mound. Lin Qingyu disappeared from the highest point last time.
The distance was actually not that far, but Ning Tao seemed to have a little difficulty climbing. For no other reason, my waist is sore and my legs are weak, and I can't move faster even if I want to. Others envy him for having three loveless wives, but who knows his suffering
Some things are the same as farming. If an ox plows one acre of land, it is generally competent, but if it plows three acres of land, it will be very tiring. Often working in three acres of land, fatigue accumulates, and even the strongest cow will sometimes become tired and thin. As the old saying goes, there is never a damaged field, only a cow that is exhausted, not to mention that the poor cow plowed three acres of spiritual land.
"Husband, why don't you take a rest?" Jiang Hao asked with concern.
"I... It's okay, I'm here." Ning Tao said, and then subconsciously rubbed his waist.
The couple arrived at the highest point of the mound. The crooked-neck pine tree was rooted in the soil. Its roots were twisted and it had been standing here for hundreds or thousands of years. All things have spirits. Perhaps this old pine has absorbed the dragon energy of Qin Shihuang to make it look so unique
Ning Tao sat down cross-legged at the feet of Laosong, and put a strong holding talisman on his forehead, and then said to Jiang Hao: "I will leave the Nascent Soul and go take a look. You can protect me."
Jiang Hao nodded, and then took off the sun-chasing gun hanging on his shoulder. This gun has been refined by Ning Tao and is much more powerful than the Black Fire Company's magical weapons.
After Ning Tao explained something, he closed his eyes and entered the inner world in the posture of Guanyin sitting on the lotus.
As he entered, his Nascent Soul came out, and the powerful holding talisman attached to his eyebrows turned into energy spots and merged into his Nascent Soul.
Although the blessing of the powerful holding talisman only lasts for two or three minutes and is of little significance, it can provide Ning Tao's Nascent Soul with assistance to travel through the soil, and it also has five kilograms of strength.
Leaving his body, Ning Tao plunged into the soil. When you open your heavenly eyes, darkness no longer exists and the earth is visible. In his sight, the black fertile soil and the stones in the soil were clearly visible.
After a depth of more than a hundred meters, the black soil disappeared and was replaced by gray-white rammed earth city, which was even denser.
Before coming, Ning Tao specifically checked the information and understood the situation. The Qin Emperor's Mausoleum has three floors: the outer city, the inner city and the underground palace. If he enters from the foot of the sealed earth mound, although it can reduce the process of penetrating the ground of more than a hundred meters, it will need to pass through the outer city and inner layer built with rammed earth walls, which will be more troublesome. Sneaking from the top of the sealing mound can lead directly to the center of the underground palace, so he chose to sneak in from the highest point of the sealing mound.
After a brief pause, Ning Tao continued to dive. His vision was filled with dense rammed earth, and the assistance for his dive was obviously much greater.
In about thirty seconds, dozens of meters of depth were left behind. The resistance to Yuanying suddenly disappeared. Ning Tao came to the inner palace, and his vision suddenly opened up. At that moment, he I was shocked by the sight before me.
There is no need to see it with the eyes of the sky. There are bright lamps everywhere in this underground palace. The bright lamps disperse the darkness and illuminate this underground space. Ning Tao was standing high, as if suspended in a football stadium that could accommodate 100,000 people.
There are countless treasures piled on the ground. The mountains of gems and gold sparkle under the candlelight, creating a fantasy and dream-like world of light, like stars, the vast starry sky, and even the gorgeous aurora. They will all be eclipsed in front of it.
There is also mercury flowing, the silver is shining brightly, some are trickling, some are as wide as a pond, just like the rivers and the sea, hundreds of rivers are running sideways, it is extremely spectacular.
Historical data records that the Qin Emperor's underground palace used mercury to form the rivers and seas, instilling the structure with astronomy at the top and geography at the bottom. Use mermaid ointment as a candle to save the immortal for a long time.
This record is true.
The dots of candles have been burning for more than two thousand years and have not been extinguished. This sight alone is a miracle. And the mercury has flowed for thousands of years under the action of the mechanism, which is even more of a miracle among miracles. But it's also strange. This should be a closed space. Oxygen is needed to burn candles. Where does the oxygen come from? And even if it is an atomic candle, it will be difficult to run for more than two thousand years, right? There are also those institutions that instill mercury. Even the most craftsmanlike Germans, there is absolutely no way that the machines they are recruiting can run for more than two thousand years, right
These confusions disappeared in an instant.
What Ning Tao saw with his heavenly eyes was that in addition to the dense mercury gas, there was also a mist of green spiritual energy in this space. They emanate from every bronze candlestick and from the ground. On those candlesticks, there are runes on the visible mechanisms, and all the runes form a huge magic circle.
The Qin Emperor's Underground Palace has not been robbed for more than two thousand years. The places where tomb robbers were recorded in history were only in the outer city, and what was stolen were only the tombs of martyrs. Just imagine, with such a magic circle protecting it, who could steal this underground palace
Ning Tao's eyes quickly searched for the figure he wanted to see, and he was surprised in his heart: "This array is not much weaker than the soul-eating guard array of the Yin Yue people. It is almost an immortal-level array. Could it be that Emperor Qin is also a A cultivator? Or did an immortal build this underground palace for him? "
Historical materials are all written by people. The person who wrote the history has long since passed away. Who can ensure that what he wrote is true
According to historical records, there was a strange man named Li Xianyu in the Tang Dynasty. He was seven feet tall, had a face like a crown jade, was born with supernatural power, and could hold a thousand-jin cauldron with one hand. This man performed his skill in Luoyang Palace, rounding and flattening a bronze bell while it was still alive. Xuanzong loved talents, made him a general, and even married his most beloved little princess to him. Can such historical data be true
Therefore, things recorded in historical materials are often half true and false, so seeing is believing.
Ning Tao's gaze stopped at the west side of the underground palace and could not move away.