The mausoleum is not underground, but is built swaggeringly above the ground like a living palace. This may be regarded as one of the characteristics of the Dali royal family.
Of course, the essential attributes of buildings determine their acquired temperament.
For example, in an underground shopping mall, even if you are dozens of meters underground, it will never feel cold or scary.
And even if it is a mausoleum on the surface, it is still a mausoleum.
Where the dead live, the living stop.
Under the guidance of the inner elixir of the old turtle, Feng Linhui broke into the tomb of Emperor Jing. Although there were many traps along the way, it was not a surprise for Feng Linhui.
With the help of Lao Wugui, a local turtle, it is indeed very worry-free and labor-saving.
Soon, Feng Linwen walked to the deepest part of the tomb hall, which was what the old turtle called the 'core'.
At a glance, there is no road underfoot, and there are deep pits all around.
The deep pits are filled with not only mountains of gold and silver, but also various antiques, jades, and some weapons and treasures. In the dim light, these things still dazzle the eyes.
Feng Linwen did not act rashly. Even in this deep pit, he had already seen several objects that were of some value to him.
But in the center of the deep pit is a raised platform.
On the platform, a black iron coffin was tightly wrapped with chains. There are no dragons or phoenixes carved on the coffin, nor any reliefs of exotic flowers and plants. Instead, it looks a bit messy, like star-like protrusions.
Compared with the jewels and jewels around it, it is really shabby and out of place.
What's even more strange is that the coffin is face down and the bottom is up.
Opening his heavenly eyes, Feng Linmo could see that fragmented dragon aura, mixed with gray death aura, were surrounding the coffin, seeming to be breathing in some aura. Then it is transported outside along the chain, like wires connected to a generator.
The inner alchemy held by Feng Linyi in his left hand shone with fluorescence, and the old turtle's voice came from the inner alchemy: "That's it! Turn the coffin over, split the chains around the coffin, and then... I will be free!"
The old turtle's voice was very urgent and excited.
Feng Linwen did not act in a hurry.
Although the old turtle led the way, this journey... was so smooth.
Emperor Jing personally captured the old turtle to guard the mausoleum, and left behind the method of making some educated eunuchs into adult puppets, who would be controlled by the old turtle as guards to protect the imperial mausoleum. It all seemed perfectly fine, as if nothing was wrong.
But...did Emperor Jing really never think that when the old turtle got what he wanted, he wouldn't try his best to get rid of his shackles and regain his freedom?
At that time, the so-called 'Ling-Guarding Turtle' that Emperor Jing was looking for would be the biggest insider, eventually causing the tomb to be destroyed and all the treasures to be taken away.
"Did you not expect it, or did you do it on purpose?" Feng Linyi wondered in his mind.
Although Old Turtle is cunning and cunning, he is obsessed with the authorities. He is now full of yearning for freedom and has been blinded by his reason, so he cannot consider certain possibilities.
But Feng Linwen was different. He stayed on the sidelines and remained calm, so there was nothing wrong with being appropriately suspicious and cautious.
"Why do you think you can get out of trouble by turning the coffin over and cutting off the iron chains? I didn't see that this is the birthplace of the entire formation." Feng Linhuo said.
Although Feng Linyi has some knowledge of formations, these are only the basics.
The formation in front of me was used to restrain the old turtle, collect the remaining dragon energy to support him, and combine it with the earth veins. Although it was not earth-shattering or unparalleled in the world, it was definitely not something that could be interpreted with some basic knowledge of formations.
"Of course you don't understand! Emperor Jing combined the remaining dragon energy from the imperial mausoleum with the earth. When I absorbed the dragon energy, I also absorbed the earth energy. In this way, I took the initiative to become the core of the entire formation, supporting the entire formation. The formation is also sealed by the great formation. But as long as Emperor Jing's coffin is turned over, the remaining dragon energy in the entire imperial mausoleum will be turned over by his corpse, and by then the entire imperial mausoleum will be like a huge volcano."
"The energy of the dragon and the energy of the earth collide, and with a bang... there will be an explosion, and the entire imperial mausoleum will collapse, and I... will be blown out of the imperial mausoleum, flying dragons in the sky!" The voice of the old turtle kept coming from the inner elixir. The urgent hope and yearning that spread out was simply indescribable.
Feng Linwen frowned.
Looking at the direction of the Qi pulse here with the Heavenly Eye alone, it is indeed no different from what the old turtle said.
But combined with his basic formation knowledge, he always felt that something was wrong.
"Emperor Jing placed his coffin at the Shengmen of the entire formation, and at the same time assumed the responsibility of suppressing the old turtle."
"Depending on the situation, I have to use my body to ensure the normal operation of the formation and protect the entire imperial mausoleum. It will be beneficial to the predecessors and benefit future generations... It is really great to live, and it will be glorious to die." Feng Linyi frowned suddenly. A jitter.
"Wait a minute...Although Emperor Jing's life is recorded in the history books as a glorious one, but through some side information, it is not difficult to see that...he should actually be an extremely selfish person."
"Such a selfish person will become noble after death? Don't be ridiculous! Some people's badness is engraved in their bones. Even if they are burned to ashes, they will still scream in the abyss...'After I die , never mind the flood."
"Would Emperor Jing sacrifice his body like this to protect the imperial mausoleum?"
"His arrangement of such a situation is not just for the superficial purpose. There should be deeper thoughts."
Feng Linwen hesitated to move, but the old turtle kept urging him.
After thinking about it, Feng Linwen took out the Kruba from the storage ring again.
"Go! Help me look inside the coffin and see if the thing inside is dead." Feng Linwen ordered Kruba.
As an unlucky guy who was bound by Feng Linye with a more powerful and harsh contract, even if he was 10,000 reluctant, his body could only honestly carry out the tasks assigned by Feng Linye.
He flashed one after another and disappeared into the coffin.
After a while, he flew back, surrounded Feng Linhui, and said in a very affirmative tone: "The body is completely dead, but there is something strange about this coffin. This is a sealing magic weapon, which can seal a soul." Trapped in this small coffin for many years."
When Feng Linwen heard this, his heart moved, but the inspiration passed away after a while and he could not fully grasp it.
Old Oogway's Neidan did not discover the existence of Kruba.
In his perception, Feng Linwen was talking to himself, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit.
The old turtle even activated his inner elixir, erupting into layers of halo that enveloped Feng Linwen, fearing that he might accidentally be struck by some weird curse and die here, and that he would also die as a result.
"Old turtle! If I tell you that although Emperor Jing's body is dead, his soul is still there and has been sealed in this coffin. His existence is even less free and unhappy than yours, what do you think?" Feng Lin? Wan opened his mouth and asked the inner elixir in his hand.
Buzz...!
The strong halo suddenly disappeared.
Then, Feng Linwen fully realized that as an old turtle, he had a rich vocabulary that he had accumulated over many years.
Those insulting words without repetition were an eye-opener for Feng Linwen.
He used about a hundred different ways, through language expression, to engage in some special activities that could only be carried out for the reproduction of offspring with the women or...men of the first ninety generations of Emperor Jing. Then he moved downwards and turned his attention to the descendants of Emperor Jing.
This made Feng Linwen feel unhappy. After all, although it was fake, his vest, Zhao Mingxuan, was also a descendant of Emperor Jing.
