"These are all living figurines?" Dongfang was really scared, he didn't look old, but he was also a man in his early nineties, he had a lot of ups and downs in this life, and he had a lot of experiences, but he was still scared.

"I'm not saying these are living figurines!"

Jiang Feng shook his head and said, "I mean, they are all clay figurines made from living people!"

"It's cruel!"

Dongfang shuddered, he glanced over, how many terracotta warriors and horses, these were all living figurines, which made him feel a little chilly.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Feng waved his hand and walked outside: "We can't stay here for too long, the evil qi here is too strong, it can defile our souls, there may be no problem at first, but if we succeed in cultivating Qi and transforming the gods in the future and condense the Yuan Shen, there will be problems!"

"Good!"

Dongfang Li felt like he followed Jiang Feng's footsteps and left.

Just after they left, a hunchbacked old man walked down the stairs next to him, his chaotic eyes looked at the backs of the two leaving, and muttered to himself: "One is congenital, the other is acquired, I don't know which family and which faction!"

The hunchbacked old man heard a lot of what he said just now.

To say that it is difficult for ordinary people to approach Jiang Feng and Dongfang within ten steps of each other without being discovered.

But the hunchbacked old man can.

He was a little confused, and his cloudy eyes flashed with a gleam: "Could it be that what that kid said is true, these terracotta warriors and horses are all living figurines, Yingzheng, Yingzheng, my Xu family has been tracking for more than 2,000 years, it seems that you are really alive!"

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……

After leaving the Imperial Mausoleum, Jiang Feng felt a lot more refreshed.

"I heard that there is a secluded capital in Bashu, and there is a netherworld outside the ghost gate!"

Jiang Feng turned his head, glanced at the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and suddenly asked.

"Yes!"

Dongfang Li is very clear about these things: "It is rumored that the last time the Ghost Gate Pass appeared in the Hidden Capital was more than a hundred years ago, and several clan powerhouses died at that time, and then the Ghost Gate Pass never appeared again!"

"I don't know if the ghost gate pass in the hidden capital can connect to the path of the netherworld, but I know that there is definitely a ghost gate pass that leads to the netherworld!" Jiang Feng said.

"What, it won't!"

Dongfang has been surprised many times today.

"Otherwise, there won't be so little evil spirit here!" Jiang Feng said: "Living figurines, do you know what kind of resentment it is, the terracotta warriors and horses here are all living figurines, their resentments have accumulated, and Xijing can't stop it, which is enough to make Xijing a ghost city, but now, Xijing is still Xijing, which can only show one point, someone has guided this evil qi out, and as far as I know, only the underworld can hide this resentment!"

It is rumored that the underworld is the shadow of the universe, where the world exists, there are underworlds, how big the universe is, how big the underworld is, only the ghost gate can enter and exit the Huangquan Road.

"Head of the family, if these living figurines are all defective products of failure, will there be successful living figurines?"

Dongfang Li suddenly thought of a question.

"I don't know!" Jiang Feng smiled bitterly.

He had never seen a real living figurine.

There are many secret methods for practicing corpses, and when he traveled to the major star fields in the past, he also saw some secret methods for practicing corpses, which are different from each sect, but the corpses are all made of corpses, and the secret method of practicing corpses with living figurines is also the first time he has seen it.

"If so, where?" Dongfang Li's mind widened up more and more.

"I know that!"

"Where?"

"If there is a successful living figurine, it must be in that mausoleum!" Jiang Feng said: "I feel that the breath of the terracotta warriors and horses here and the breath on the mausoleum are in the same vein!"

"Qin Shi Huang, what does he want to do?" Dongfang Li felt that the world he lived in had become more and more strange since he followed Jiang Feng, and now he had sold a Qin Shi Huang more than two thousand years ago, he didn't dare to imagine.

"I don't know what to do, but I do know that the tomb is for corpses!"

Jiang Feng said: "If it weren't for my lack of skill, I really wanted to open the 'Blue Emperor Shuimu Pupil' and take a look, I should be able to find out where the mausoleum was taken!"

He can only see the phantom of the mausoleum now with the help of the power of the Blue Emperor Shuimu Hitomi.

If you want to really open the eyes of the Blue Emperor Shuimu, you must at least have a cultivation of more than Jindan.

"Family master, your current skill is too low, don't be reckless, as for the mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, it doesn't have much to do with us, just let him go!"

Oriental apostasy.

"That's not necessarily!" Jiang Feng faintly had a premonition: "This mausoleum is absorbing evil qi, and it is also absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, if this mausoleum wakes up one day, it may make the earth lose its living space!"

The aura of the earth is already very low.

It can't maintain the power of this mausoleum at all, and once it breaks out, there will be a good show to watch, but in a short time, I'm afraid it won't break out.

"Let's go see Lishan!"

Jiang Feng thought for a moment and said.

The terracotta warriors are at the foot of Lishan Mountain.

Although this Lishan Mountain doesn't see anything strange, it may not be easy to suppress this strong evil qi.

Lishan is also a scenic spot, there are many cultural relics on the mountain, the natural landscape is beautiful, all over the beacon tower, the old mother hall, the old monarch hall, the evening pavilion, the Bing Ting, Shangshan Lake, Qixi Bridge, Shangde Garden, Yuxian Bridge, Sanyuan Cave and many other famous scenic spots.

It was already evening.

Tourists on the mountain are starting to descend the mountain.

After Jiang Feng and Dongfang Li took a turn on the mountain, they didn't feel strange.

"There's evil on this mountain!"

Just as they were about to go down the mountain, Jiang Feng suddenly felt the same evil aura as he felt in the Terracotta Warriors and Horses today.

They began to trace the source of the evil spirit, and finally they wandered to the Laojun Palace, which at this time had no visitors, only a few staff members, and it was closed for guests.

However, this was not difficult for Jiang Feng and Dongfang Li, their figures flashed, skipped lightly, and entered the Laojun Palace.

"Taishang Laojun, no, this is the suppression of the power of the saint!"

Jiang Feng stood in front of the statue of the Laojun Palace, his eyes were lifelike, since ancient times, the saint is like the sky, where the way of heaven is, the statue of the saint can attract the power of the sky, this one, it is even more of a saint dropped: "How is this statue a little like a saint of the Taishang, is it possible that it is a saint who is worshipped, and the statue of the saint is suppressed, what is this?"

Rumble!

When Jiang Feng's spiritual power exploded, the Old Monarch's Hall began to shake.

"Dongfang, protect the Dharma for me, no one is allowed to come within ten steps of me!"

Jiang Feng sat cross-legged on a futon, his hands interlaced, and he pinched out one handprint after another.

"Good!"

The East is on guard.

Jiang Feng's mind began to concentrate on the underside of the saint statue: "With such a strong evil aura, is this the pass of the Ghost Gate?"

When his mind was guided, suddenly a stream of evil qi entered his body.

"Evil qi is also a spiritual power, if it can be refined......"

Jiang Feng suddenly became excited.

There are too few Reiki on Earth.

These evil qi are obviously transformed by spiritual power.

If he could refine these evil qi, he might be able to take his cultivation to the next level.