Chapter 2012 (1/2)
In the magic mine, in the imperial palace.
The koi turns into a dragon, and there is a dragon singing.
The Dragon turtle looks down at the entrance.
Suddenly there is a wisp of fragrant wind. On the wall of the mine, there are no flowers or trees.
Together in the clouds, the face of the shadow, quietly emerged in this world.
She quietly looked at the holy bone dust, standing here for a long time.
Finally, her hands out of the clouds, visible, on the right hand, there is a chain.
The woman gathered the dust of the emperor's bones together with her hands.
The woman raised her head, folded a wood branch, and gently stood in front of the sand pile, as if standing a monument.
In the end, the woman sighed, only the sighing voice lingered in the world for a long time.
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Outside the magic mine, Qin Xuan's feet are slightly stunned.
He turned his head and looked at the exit of the magic mine. The four Luo Fu immortals seemed to notice.
”Mr. Qin, what's the matter?”
Luo Fu Xian looks at Qin Xuan with some doubts.
Qin Xuan said nothing and shook his head slightly.
In his body, the sacred heart fluttered slightly, just for a moment, like an illusion.
”According to the ancient records, this magic mine is 20 million Li wide.”
”Moreover, it's hard to see the celestial phenomena, and it's hard to distinguish the direction. If there is a slight deviation, it may be hundreds of billions of miles.”
Mo Yu said slowly, ”the ancient scroll only records the God and devil mines, but how to bury the emperor's mausoleum, but there is no record!”
He frowned and looked at Mo Xuan.
Mo Xuan shakes her head without leaving any trace, making Mo Yu's brow locked.
Above the sky, there is a dark red, with three rounds of blood red sun, hidden behind the endless dark red.
Qin Xuan looked up at the dark red sky, like the bloody earth.
Finally, he thin lips slightly open, light way: ”come with me!”
But Xuanyu's eyebrows were raised.
”Mr. Qin, do you know how to leave this magic mine?”
Luo Fu Xian can't help asking. There are too many mysteries in Qin Xuan.
I dare not say that the emperor was buried in the deep of the mine.
Qin Xuan is no more than Da Luo now. How can he find his way out?
Zhen Qianzhou was pale and said, ”Qin Changqing, don't harm me. I'm a proud girl in the northern region. I'm still waiting for my son to marry. I'm also a saint in the northern region. If you kill me here, I won't let you go.”
Qin Xuan glanced at Zhen Qianzhou faintly, ”the ghosts in the mausoleum will become ghosts because of the difference between heaven and earth. They will become resentful ghosts and evil corpses. You should have met them in the magic mine.”
”But with your accomplishments, it's hard to be a ghost!”
”As soon as he becomes a ghost, he may be crushed by other creatures.”
When Zhen Qianzhou heard the speech, his pale face turned purple.
”Fart, even if I'm a ghost, I'm among the ghosts.”
However, there was a touch of uneasiness in his eyes. He had heard of the burial in the emperor's mausoleum.
Even his father did not dare to enter. Even the ancestor of the Luo family was afraid of the tomb.
Taking a broad view of the northern regions, burying the emperor's mausoleum is a real forbidden area.
Some people came here to explore in the mausoleum, but no one dared to go deep into it.
In other words, from his records, or from those ancient volumes of the Luo family, we can draw a conclusion.
Under the saints, there is no one who can go out from the depth of the mausoleum.
Even if he knew of a record, there was no one.
Qin Xuan doesn't care. He follows the memory of his previous life and goes to the direction of Tianjiu Shengguan.
However, this direction is not out of date.
The three big suns above the dark red sky and fog are not the big suns seen in northern regions.
They are two completely different kinds of existence, and it is almost impossible to distinguish the direction by these three rounds of sun.
All around, there is a mess, fracture veins, boulders, mines, from here to identify the direction, is nonsense.