The number of viewers in the live broadcast room, every time it increases, it is a big improvement for the eighteen-line crossing Jiang anchor.

And no surprises.

After a short period of doubt of "Ah, what is this?", ", through the live broadcast room?", "There is really a crossing, I eat upside down!".

Every audience in the live broadcast room will shout:

"It smells so good!"

Then, it was quickly assimilated into a sand sculpture by its predecessors, and while gaining happiness, it also lost its troubles.

All in all, there are no normal spectators, only spectators who are making sand sculptures, and those who are preparing sand sculptures.

......

There was a moment of mourning on the ancient battlefield.

Jiang Ge took a deep breath and stepped into the center of the Emperor's Mausoleum.

Relics of Experience, Fifth Floor.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the Imperial Mausoleum Center, a national 5A-level scenic spot, please take a group photo as soon as possible. ”

At this moment, Jiang Ge is only a little red riding hood and a small red flag compared to a tour guide.

With the vision of the audience of 3,600 live broadcast rooms, he just fixed his eyes, and the vision in front of him gradually became clear, and a huge mausoleum appeared in front of him.

The mausoleum, is a tomb.

The mausoleum is a palace.

The mausoleum palace in front of him is a little weird.

First of all, the shape of the palace is not a regular pavilion. Rather, it is square and round, folded and wrinkled, and at first glance it looks like a walnut, and then again, it still looks like a walnut.

The palace is vast, and there is heaven and earth inside.

But this side of the world, bounded by the distant horizon, is black and white.

The earth under his feet shimmered and dazzling, as if the sun, moon and stars were buried.

The sky overhead was dark, and even though there was a thousand rays of light on the ground below, it was not transparent.

Between heaven and earth, you can sometimes see a stream of light composed of runes, like chains, connecting the black sky and the white earth.

Jiang Ge exhausted the strangeness of Shenqiao's Xuanyan, so that he could only vaguely see runes like fireflies and electric arcs, which together formed layer after layer of barriers, as if they were light yarns.

"This is a secret law prohibition, guarding the Emperor's Mausoleum. ”

Jiang Ge knew it in his heart, but because of the cultivation realm, he was powerless to crack it.

He didn't dare to hold it up, so he immediately cheered up his spirits, and the huge knowledge system in his brain was running rapidly.

"There are no gatekeepers here, but the entire mausoleum is the checkpoint!"

Looking at this fantastic and mysterious scene, the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but hold their breath.

And when Jiang Ge entered here, he solemnly bowed to the mausoleum.

Entering the mausoleum of the predecessors, it is possible to obtain inheritance, treasures, and opportunities in it, and this gift is the proper meaning.

After the ceremony, move forward.

Walking carefully in the world of black sky and white earth, time seems to have no meaning, but the rune chains are engraved with the vicissitudes of time.

It was dim and dark, muddy.

Walking in it, Jiang Ge had to stop every once in a while to watch the sand sculpture barrage of the audience in the live broadcast room.

It's not just for the show.

But in the mausoleum, there are many invisible mechanisms to kill people, and Jiang Ge needs to stay awake at all times, or determine whether he is awake.

At this time, if you come to give a reward, it will naturally be refreshing and anti-fatigue.

In this way, stop and go, plan and then act, and the speed of exploration is faster.

When Jiang Ge came to the deepest part of the mausoleum, what caught his eye was a closed stone door.

Under the gaze, the stone gate suddenly shook, and the surface appeared with debut lines, emitting a rainbow of light.

This rainbow light continues to extend to all sides, gradually combining with the black sky and white earth in the mausoleum, appearing to be inseparable from each other, round as one.

But among them, it exudes a truth that does not match the artistic conception of palace martial arts.

Looking at this brilliance, and then looking at the texture of the surface of the stone gate, Jiang Ge's body was shocked, and his mind was shocked.

While carefully feeling and figuring out, he boldly stretched out his hand and imprinted it on the surface of the stone door.

Ancient texts, inscriptions, alchemy refining tools, the art of war, and the eight elegances of the literati...... dm

Gradually, Jiang Ge's spirit actually resonated with Shimen.

His vision changed, as if the records were engraved through the ages, and one figure after another flashed like a marquee.

It's just that the figure is played upside down.

Constant rewinding, constant retrospection.

The final freeze-frame picture is a scholar, an inscription master, an alchemist, a refiner, a young general, and a poet immortal in the world.

These people, in their respective fields, are all outstanding people, but now they are all together.

Under their knowledge and ingenuity, an imperial mausoleum gradually took shape, like a palace and a walnut.

"This is the scene when the Emperor's Mausoleum was built. Jiang Ge's pupils shrank slightly: "That's ......"

In the scene he immediately saw, stars and great suns fell straight down for nine days, and under the coercion of a huge palm print, they fell from the sky!

Then, the picture comes to an abrupt end.

Although it is just a fragment, a peep through the ages.

But seeing the terrifying scene of the earth cracking that day, Rao couldn't help but be frightened with Jiang Ge's boldness, like falling into an ice cave.

When he came back to his senses, the stone gate was gone.

Ahead.

I saw a stream of black and white light, like chains, converging in the center of the tomb.

There, a huge sarcophagus is suspended!

But what made Jiang Ge and the audience in the live broadcast room dumbfounded was that the lid of the sarcophagus was opened, and at a glance, the coffin was empty, and no one's body was visible!

"What...... Ghosts?"

Jiang Ge was speechless: "Could it be that this is an empty mausoleum...... Not true!"

The sarcophagus, apparently used, was later opened, not unused.

The burial chamber was filled with twilight and death.

Such a majestic dead air shows that there is indeed a giant here who has fallen and buried his bones.

So......

Is it that the giant guy was resurrected many years after his death and opened his coffin?

So, where is he at the moment?

Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Ge suddenly stood upside down, and his scalp was numb.

But the creepier he became, the more he couldn't help but be curious.

Scratching like a cat's paw in his heart, Jiang Ge stepped forward step by step, leaning on the sarcophagus, his neck stretched out, and looking around.

Hey!

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

In the sarcophagus, there is a series of words on the inner wall of the coffin and on the lid of the coffin, like a person, in a narrow space, picking out little by little with his fingernails.

"In my ears, there is a sound in the river and the sea. ”

"The mountains and rivers are immeasurable, and the longevity is boundless. ”

"But no one looks at it, how ridiculous this world is!"

"But no one looks at it, how ridiculous this world is!"

The Martial Arts Holy Court 10,000 years ago had its own writing.

Today's official documents of Daqian are derived from ancient texts in the past, but most of them are plausible.

However, the words in this empty sarcophagus are both ancient and modern.

Especially the last sentence:

"Jiang Ge, I'll grass your uncle!"

It was even more vivid and expressive.

"Ah, this ......"

Jiang Ge was stunned, he was speechless for a while, and he could only ...... when he was indecided. I could only gasp.

Suck and suck.

In the sarcophagus, there is also a suction......