Chapter 132 The Yin Qi Of The Imperial Tomb
The imperial mausoleum is located in the back mountain, and few people set foot in it on weekdays.
The path was already covered with canes, covering the path underfoot.
The Emperor endured the pain on his body and concentrated on clearing the way in front, unaware of what was happening behind him.
Lin Yuan looked along the end of the road and vaguely saw a golden building.
I think that should be the imperial mausoleum...
He closed his eyes and turned his head, only to find that Luo Qinghan was still looking at him with a worried expression.
Lin Yuan did not answer what Luo Qinghan said just now, but gave her a calm look, then took Luo Qinghan's hand and followed the emperor.
Luo Qinghan was stunned at first, until he felt the warmth in his palm, and then he reacted belatedly.
She was thinking about saying something, but she suddenly got stuck and didn't say anything in the end.
Maybe... Lin Yuan has his own considerations.
The group of people walked slowly towards the direction of the imperial mausoleum.
Lin Yuan originally thought he could reach it in a moment, but who knew that he would actually walk in the deep forest for a quarter of an hour!
It wasn't until he reached the imperial mausoleum that he finally understood why he had to walk for so long.
The imperial tombs of the Dayan Dynasty were exceptionally tall and majestic in their repairs, and could even be compared with the mountains nearby.
Lin Yuan looked up and saw a red light emerging from the top of the imperial mausoleum.
In the daytime, that ray of light was so bright and scary that it seemed like there were countless innocent souls mixed in it. Even at noon, the scorching light could not block the sinister atmosphere in the light.
Seeing this, he couldn't help but frown.
Even in a place burned by war, I have never seen so many resentful spirits concentrated here, let alone a small Dayan dynasty...
How many corpses had the man who was regarded as "sir" by the emperor refined?
Although he was shocked, Lin Yuan did not forget to guess the realm of the Demonic Cultivator.
After all, being able to manifest the art of Body Refining, his level must not be that low.
If it's higher than the two of them...
While Lin Yuan was daydreaming, Luo Qinghan next to him touched him.
"What's wrong?"
Lin Yuan retracted his thoughts and immediately looked at Luo Qinghan.
Luo Qinghan's face was a little solemn, and he hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"There's something wrong with this place..."
"Something's wrong?" Lin Yuan asked, "What's wrong?"
His realm is not as good as Luo Qinghan's, so his perception of some details must not be as sharp as Luo Qinghan's.
Luo Qinghan was silent for a long time, and then just shook his head.
"I just think...it's very dangerous inside the imperial mausoleum..."
Her words were like a warning bell, falling on Lin Yuan's heart.
Even Luo Qinghan said this, it seems that Demonic Cultivator's strength is not simple!
The expressions on their faces suddenly darkened.
At this moment, the emperor walking in front suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, and two faint eyes behind him fell directly on him.
Even though he was being stared at and felt scared, he didn't dare to turn around, he just buried his head and led the way.
What puzzled Lin Yuan was that the emperor did not lead them to the gate of the mausoleum. Instead, he led the two of them slowly along the edge of the mausoleum and walked inside.
"kindness?"
Lin Yuan directly used his spiritual energy to condense a spear, landed it on the emperor's neck with lightning speed, and said lazily.
"What do you want to do?"
"Young... Young Hero... be cold... calm down!"
The emperor felt the spiritual energy beside him twisting rapidly. If the spear was even closer to his neck, his life might really be in danger.
"Yes...yes...we can talk slowly, there is no...no need to move around like this, right?"
With the lesson learned last time, he learned the lesson this time and begged for mercy immediately. The liquid on his face and body flowed out at the same time, achieving a true two-pronged approach!
Seeing that Lin Yuan didn't react at all, the emperor was almost frightened and couldn't stand still.
"Young hero, you...what do you want to know?"
He had guessed in front of the main hall that he might have sinned against the young man in front of him, and now that he was looking for him, he definitely wasn't coming for him. For this reason, he mistakenly thought that he could leave a small piece of paper in Lin Yuan's hand. Life.
However, Lin Yuan's actions always exceeded his expectations, and he didn't know what he could do to make the young hero considerate.
However, the fear was like a dose of intelligence, and the emperor's mind was spinning so fast that sparks were about to fly. But fortunately, he seemed to know the reason for Lin Yuan's dissatisfaction.
"Young hero, you... do you think I am trying to frame you by not taking you through the main entrance of the mausoleum?"
Lin Yuan said nothing, but the spear condensed with spiritual energy moved back a little.
Seeing this situation, the emperor was overjoyed, and was excited that he had guessed Lin Yuan's thoughts, but on the surface he still pretended to be very good.
Once you know the reason, all the explanations become easy.
"Young hero, you don't know something. The tombs of our Dayan royal family were all renovated on the basis of our ancestors. Over time, the monarchs of later generations adopted the "return-shaped" construction specifications."
"However, because the later master cannot offend the name of his ancestor, so after the death of each generation of monarchs, the mausoleum built will have a gate built at the location of the ancestor, while the entrance to his own mausoleum is at another location."
Afraid that Lin Yuan and the others wouldn't believe it, he emphasized it specially.
“Only the next generation of monarchs knows the entrance to each generation’s tomb, because the most difficult thing is to find the first door.”
"Young heroes cannot break the imperial mausoleum by relying on brute force. As early as the time of the First Lord, a powerful man once set up a magic circle here. It is impossible for any monk in this world to be able to break it!"
"If it weren't for me, the two young heroes would definitely not be able to get in!"
After the emperor gave a brief explanation, Lin Yuan and Luo Qinghan suddenly understood.
Luo Qinghan didn't believe it, so he released a trace of his spiritual consciousness. As soon as it landed on the imperial mausoleum, it was bounced back by a mysterious force.
It seems...what the emperor said is true.
She and Lin Yuan looked at each other, and both of them understood the meaning in each other's eyes.
Lin Yuan took the spear back and said calmly.
"Then please ask the emperor to lead us there."
"No trouble, no trouble."
The emperor couldn't bear it. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then led Lin Yuan and the two of them to the back of the imperial mausoleum.
Without the main entrance, the imperial mausoleum seems to have lost a bit of majesty.
However, the sinister air filling the air became increasingly intense.
