Three days later.

After some thorough preparations, the team quietly set off from the imperial capital and headed for the location of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

There are about thirty people in this team, in addition to Ye Xiu and Wu Honglie, there are also more than a dozen scientific research experts and archaeology professors, and the others are all masters of the military department, responsible for security and logistics.

To Ye Xiu's surprise, the real Mausoleum of the First Emperor was not in the Central Plains, but near the Kunlun Mountains.

Kunlun Mountain has always been a magical name. It is also known as Kunlun Xu, it is the first sacred mountain in China, the ancestor of ten thousand mountains, and the ancients called Kunlun Mountain the "ancestor of the dragon vein" in China.

In ancient mythology, it is believed that the Queen Mother of the West lives in Kunlun Mountain, which is the Taoist god, and the Eastern Princes are in charge of the cultivation of male and female immortals.

This mountain, from ancient times to the present, has been covered with a veil of mystery.

In the past six months, Wu Honglie and this team of experts have come and gone more than a dozen times, and they are familiar with this side.

Upon arrival at the nearest airport in Kunlun. The group boarded a helicopter and flew to the southwest of the Kunlun Mountains. Half an hour later, the helicopter arrived in the heart of a mountain range and dropped them off.

When he was still on the plane, Ye Xiu had a wonderful feeling. It was as if something was calling to him in the vicinity.

When you hit the ground, the feeling is even stronger.

Ye Xiu looked at the surrounding environment, this was a very wide open space, surrounded by mountains on three sides, the open space was very smooth, there were many tents on it, countless soldiers with loaded guns, and many armored vehicles.

According to Wu Honglie's introduction, in addition to these people on the surface, there are also heavy guards around the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and the garrison is very strong.

"The entrance is over there. After passing through the warning area, Wu Honglie pointed to a huge passage in front of him and said.

It was a downward passage, about eight lanes wide, Ye Xiu followed Wu Honglie to that side, and after walking for a while, he suddenly showed a look of doubt and stopped.

"What's wrong?" Wu Honglie asked.

"Nothing. Ye Xiu smiled and continued to move forward.

Everyone entered the passage, and after walking down for dozens of meters, a huge bronze gate appeared in front of them.

The gate is thick and quaint, exuding a vast atmosphere.

"You see, in the center of that door, there is a dent in the shape of a gossip plate, and it stands to reason that after putting this gossip plate in. There should have been a reaction, but there was no reaction at all. Everyone wonders if there is still some password for this gossip plate that has not been unlocked. Wu Honglie said.

Ye Xiu groaned, stretched out his hand, and an entourage handed him the gossip plate.

Ye Xiu put the gossip plate into the dent, and sure enough, there was not the slightest movement.

"You see, we've tried many times, and it didn't work. An archaeologist said.

"It's useless for you to try 10,000 times. Ye Xiu smiled slightly.

"Why?" everyone wondered.

Ye Xiu said in a deep voice: "Because this Mausoleum of the First Emperor is fake!"

"Fake?!"

Wu Honglie and the others were all taken aback.

"How do you know this is fake? Although there are indeed several fake Mausoleums of the First Emperor in other places, according to various studies, this should be true!"

"No, it's fake. Ye Xiu said firmly: "I know where the real Mausoleum of the First Emperor is, you can come with me." "

Although everyone was skeptical, seeing Ye Xiu's sure look, they also had the idea of trying it out, and followed Ye Xiu out of this hinterland and headed in the opposite direction.

At first, it was fine, but as they went deeper, they entered the primeval forest, full of thorns and no roads. Ye Xiu was as if nothing had happened, and Wu Honglie and those elites could keep up, but those experts and professors had suffered enough and couldn't keep up with their physical strength.

"How far do you have to go?" asked one professor.

"I don't know. But we're getting closer. Ye Xiu said.

Wu Honglie saw that these experts and professors couldn't bear it, so he said: "That's it, everyone, Xiao Ye and I will go first, you rest here, leave half of the people to protect you, and follow slowly." "

The experts and professors all nodded.

Ye Xiu and Wu Honglie continued to move forward with the four elites.

"Are you sure it's over here?" asked Wu Honglie after walking for a while.

"Yes. Ye Xiu nodded.

As he kept heading west, the stronger the feeling that something was calling him. And when Ye Xiu walked towards the bronze gate just now, the feeling became weaker. This proves that the right way is to the west.

Although he didn't know what special relationship he had with the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, Ye Xiu believed that if he walked by feeling at this time, he should be able to find the real Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

"Stop!" Wu Honglie suddenly raised his hand, and the four elites stopped in unison.

"What's wrong?" Ye Xiu asked puzzled.

Wu Honglie took two steps forward, peeled off the thorns, and revealed a boundary monument.

Wu Honglie frowned and said, "How did you come here? Are you sure you have to go further?"

Ye Xiu was also a little surprised, the real Mausoleum of the First Emperor was not in Huaxia, but in the cause next door?

"Go ahead. Continue west along the Kunlun Mountains. I believe the Mausoleum of the First Emperor is not far from there!" Ye Xiu said in a deep voice.

"That's good. Although everyone is an insider, I still have to remind you that after leaving the country, you must not reveal your identity. Wu Honglie said.

"Yes!" the four elites nodded in unison.

The crowd continued on their way, walking for a while. Ye Xiu, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" asked Wu Honglie suspiciously this time.

Ye Xiu didn't speak, just squinted his eyes and looked at a slightly flat glade in the distance.

Wu Honglie and the others followed Ye Xiu's line of sight and vaguely saw a figure.

"Be careful!" Wu Honglie shouted in a deep voice.

The four elites immediately raised their guns.

This can't blame them for being overly careful, how can there be people in the primeval forest where such birds don't poop?

"Put down your gun, it's useless. Ye Xiu said.

When Wu Honglie and the others were startled, a figure shot out from the forest in the distance, pierced the sky, and fell in front of everyone's eyes. It was a white-haired old man, shrouded in white clouds. Standing in the air, like an immortal.

"Hades, you're finally here!" the old man smiled.

Wu Honglie's pupils shrank sharply: "Volley Void Crossing, God Realm powerhouse?!"

The four elites also changed color in unison.

They are all martial artists at the peak of their internal strength, so they are qualified to guard the safety of the boss of the military department. But in front of a God Realm powerhouse, even if the four of them tried their best, they couldn't resist each other's fingers!

"Xutian Pavilion Master?" Ye Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although the master of the Zhutian Pavilion was very mysterious, and many people did not know his true appearance, after Ye Xingchen infiltrated the Zhutian Pavilion, he reported a lot of information about the Zhutian Pavilion to Ye Xiu. Ye Xiu naturally also knew what the Pavilion Master of Zhutian Pavilion looked like.