Qianling.

The tall and majestic tomb stands among the mountains, revealing the distinctiveness of the tomb owner in his life.

However, no matter how powerful a person is, he is still just a handful of loess after his death. No matter how great a tomb is, it is still just a tomb.

Hundreds of years of wind and rain have left traces of time and are full of vicissitudes.

Who in the world can be immortal?

...

On Maoshan, a great shadow stands in the deepest part of the clouds and mist, quietly overlooking the rolling world.

The surrendered minister stood aside, with a complex expression, both joy, curiosity, and reluctance and sadness, which was very different from usual.

Next to her was a middle-aged Taoist robe, with a simple Taoist robe, five willows long beards, holding a whisk in his hands, and his fairy-like Taoist skeleton.

Both of them looked at the figure standing in the clouds with a solemn expression.

Sima Chengzhen finally looked back at them and murmured: "The time is here."

"Disciple respectfully send me my master." The two bent down at the same time.

Sima Chengzhen smiled and said, "No need to be polite." An invisible force lifted the two of them.

He said to the middle-aged Taoist: "Hanguang, after leaving his teacher, Maoshan will be protected by you, and your responsibility is very heavy."

The middle-aged Taoist said: "Master, don't worry, disciples will not lose their reputation as a disciple."

"I have always been relieved to you." Sima Chengzhen smiled faintly, glanced at the surrendered minister, said nothing, turned his head and walked into the depths of the clouds and mist.

The mist enveloped his body like a tulle, and his whole body became illusory, completely cutting off all the involvement with the world.

Then a sword appeared in his hand.

He slashed into the void.

One sword, the world is divided.

...

"This is Qianling."

A young man holding a compass, wearing a cloak, and covering his face with cloth said gently.

Li Xingyun said excitedly: "It's great. As long as we open Qianling, we can find the Longquan treasure."

"What are you waiting for? Let's go in quickly." This is a man who looks in his thirties, with a neatly trimmed stubble on the corner of his mouth and a pineapple head.

His face was extremely pale and covered with a thick layer of foundation. His posture, eyes, and pretentious orchid fingers all seemed to be yin in his yin.

Li Xingyun, who was red in his hair and carrying a sword, covered his body and hid to the side: "Shangguan Yunque, stay away from me."

"Ningyun..." The man put his hands on his chin, hunched over, looking at him with a grievance, with a grievance on his face, with a grievance.

"Don't make trouble!" Two beautiful and young and pretty women over there glared at each other.

"Xue'er, junior sister." Li Xingyun scratched his head and smiled.

When the four of them were fighting, the only young man holding the compass was looking for something without saying a word.

Finally, he found a mechanism under the wordless monument: "Brother Li, give me the pendant on your chest."

"Wen Tao, what do you want this to do?" Li Xingyun took out the pendant from his chest in confusion, "This is still what my father left to me..."

When he said this, he suddenly felt a sudden enlightenment in his mind. A face he had never seen before appeared in his mind, looking at himself with kind eyes. Did he give him the pendant?

"How is it possible? What am I thinking about..." Li Xingyun patted his head, "I am the direct descendant of Emperor Taizong Li Shimin, and Li Xingyun, son of Emperor Zhaozong Li Ye, the royal family of the Tang Dynasty. If this is not the case, how could Longquan Jian recognize me?"

But for some reason, he always couldn't help but think of the scene where he got the Seven Stars Art in Li Chunfeng's tomb that day.

A nightmare entangled him.

Wen Tao struggled for a while and finally opened Qianling, a tunnel appeared: "This is where the Longquan treasure is located, let's go in."

Several people entered the tunnel.

What they didn't know was that after they entered, several groups of people entered through the tunnel one after another.

There are many mechanisms in the tunnel. Fortunately, with the leadership of Wen Tao, the thief, Li Xingyun and his group entered the depths of Qianling Mausoleum without any danger.

Until in front of the last hall, they encountered the tomb-guarding corpse worms and were besieged by thousands of insects. The overwhelming insects surrounded them and the few were at a loss for a moment.

"What should I do? How to fight these bugs?" Li Xingyun looked desperate.

At this time, a terrifying figure appeared on the steps above, looking down at the bottom.

"Master!" Shangguan Yunque exclaimed, in addition to joy, there was a hint of fear in his voice.

Yuan Tiangang glanced at him coldly, pressed his palm to the ground, and a huge force spread out, and thousands of tomb-guarding corpse worms instantly turned into powder.

Li Xingyun's mouth was big: "Yuan Tiangang, it's a blessing that you came, but why didn't you come in directly with us, but followed him secretly?"

Yuan Tiangang did not answer his question, glanced around and said coldly: "Everyone has come, are you all coming out yet?"

Before he finished speaking, Yan She walked out coldly in black clothes, with a smile on her face: "I've met for the third time, this time there is only one of you and me who can get out of here!"

"Geeh~~" A light laugh echoed, and Guo Que'er walked out from behind Yanshe: "Yuan Tiangang, the two hundred years of grudges should be settled today."

"Emperor Feng, Master Xuanming!" Shangguan Yunque pointed at the two of them with a serious expression.

Li Xingyun said in surprise: "Is it the boss of the Xuanming Sect under Zhu Wen?"

Shangguan Yunque said tremblingly: "What kind of subordinates are Zhu Wen? Zhu Wen is simply the puppet in their hands... Even the general can't do anything to any of them!"

He was so scared that he hid behind Yuan Tiangang.

Yuan Tiangang stared at Yan She and the others and said lightly: "After entering Qianling, you two are destined to never see the sky outside again."

Yan She curled her lips: "Then let's look at their own methods."

"Haha, how can I not join in the fun of this scene?" Li Maozhen, who was inseparable from the gender, walked out and stared at the surroundings casually.

"Empress!" Ji Ruxue said in dismay beside Li Xingyun.

Yuan Tiangang glanced at her: "You are not qualified to compete with me, let the real Li Maozhen come, or Song Wentong."

"Wen Mok is not the real Li Maozhen, but are you the real Yuan Tiangang?" Li Maozhen, in a tall and strong outfit, walked out beside the delicate Li Maozhen, with sharp eyes.

Xuanming's head smiled and looked at the two of them: "Song Wentong, I didn't expect you to come too. The imperial edict given to you by Emperor Xizong was still the seal of my stamp. Your brother and sister have the glory of today, and I also have some contributions to you."

Yuan Tiangang shouted coldly: "All traitors, let's be ruined here together today."

Song Wentong locked his face coldly: "Yuan Tiangang, or I should call you His Majesty Taizong."

"What!" Everyone present changed their colors and looked at Yuan Tiangang standing on the steps in shock.

The latter laughed: "Yes, I am the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty Li Shimin! The real Yuan Tiangang has been executed by me, and the bad general has always been me."
Chapter completed!