When Jiang Feng was just reborn, he thought that the earth was just a planet with declining aura, and there was nothing abnormal.

But now, he doesn't think so.

Some legends on the earth can be ignored, after all, legends are just legends, Pangu, Fuxi, Shennong, Nuwa, these are all supreme immortal monarchs, immortal and immortal existences, there are too many legends left in the infinite starry sky.

But after these days, he always felt that there was a strange aura on the earth, and this aura could affect people's cultivation and mind.

This planet is anything but simple.

It's a pity that he doesn't have a Yuan Infant cultivation now.

If he has the cultivation of the Yuan Infant realm, he can use the condensed Yuan Infant to forcibly hook up the consciousness of the living planet, and maybe he can understand the weirdness of the earth.

However, in Xijing, the tomb he felt made him angry and interested.

Who the hell is it?

Such a big deal, not to mention that Jiang Feng doesn't understand this kind of corpse path secret method, even if he understands it, with his cultivation, he can't arrange it.

This person's cultivation is absolutely terrifying.

"Grave?"

Dongfang Li was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then continued Jiang Feng's words: "I have heard some rumors, when Taizu founded the country, he considered Xijing as the capital, after all, Xijing has a deep historical heritage, and the geographical location is also suitable, but there is a feng shui master who said that Xijing is too evil, if it is the imperial capital, it will affect the operation of the dragon vein in the future, so later Taizu changed his mind and gave up Xijing as the capital!"

He paused and continued, "There are also some rumors in the ancient martial arts world that Xijing is a forbidden place for feng shui masters, and any feng shui formation will lose its effect in Western Kyoto!"

"I want to see the history of Xijing!"

Jiang Feng thought for a moment and said.

He's really interested.

"We can't find much about the history of Xijing on the Internet, but the library in Xijing should keep some local chronicles!" Dongfang Li said: "So we can go to the library and have a look!"

"Go to the library tomorrow!"

Jiang Feng nodded.

They came early this time, the Huashan Conference was on March 15, and they still had a few days to wander around Xijing, feeling such a strange thing, to find out the secrets of Xijing, for Jiang Feng to find something to do.

On the morning of the next day, they went to the Xijing Library and then to the Qinchuan Provincial Library.

But the gain is not much.

At noon, the two of them had a casual meal at a restaurant.

"Since I ate the food of Qingshanzhai, I feel like I am eating dog food, and I really have no appetite!" Dongfang Li ate this delicious food, but finally had an inexplicable feeling.

"We can't open the valley now, if we don't eat, we won't have physical strength, and if we encounter the enemy, we will suffer a big loss!"

Jiang Feng was helpless, and he also ate these dog foods one by one: "Bear with it!"

"Master, did you find anything?"

"I checked a lot of the history of Xijing, and this Xijing City can be traced back to the Zhou Dynasty in history, but I can't see anything in these histories, but it makes me interested in a person!"

In the library, Jiang Feng flipped through a lot of history and finally came to a conclusion.

"Who?" Dongfang Li was a little curious.

"Qin Shi Huang!"

Jiang Feng squinted his eyes and said.

"Two thousand years of Qin Shi Huang?" Dongfang Li's eyes suddenly lit up: "This person has left a great fog in history!"

"Where is the mausoleum of the First Emperor?" Jiang Feng asked.

"The Mausoleum of the First Emperor?"

Dongfang said: "Isn't it excavated?"

"But there are many archaeologists who say that this is a fake tomb, isn't it?" Jiang Feng said.

"There is indeed such a statement, and when the Mausoleum of the First Emperor was born, there were strong generals, but nothing was found, but it cannot be proved that the Mausoleum of the First Emperor is fake, after all, there are so many terracotta warriors and horses...... What does the head of the family mean, the mausoleum you see, this is the mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang?"

Dongfang Li suddenly reacted, he trembled, and looked at Jiang Feng with a hint of incredibleness.

"There are many people buried in Xijing in history, but I feel that he is the most likely!"

Jiang Feng said: "There is another point, my Qingdi Shuimu Pupil can see through the vitality, I feel that this tomb is alive!"

"He's not dead?"

Dongfang Li's pupils changed color, he hurriedly shook his head, and said: "This is impossible, the lifespan of innate martial artists is no more than three Jiazi, and the martial artist of a generation of grandmasters, there has been the longest-lived person in history, eight hundred years old, Peng Zu, it is rumored that he has never made a move in his life, and he has achieved the name of immortality with the merit of health preservation, but it is only eight hundred lifespan!"

"Eight hundred years old?!" Jiang Feng's eyes lit up with a hint of doubt.

He doesn't know the lifespan on the earth very well, but if it is in the immortal cultivation realm, a strong person in Jindan will have at least a thousand years of life, and a strong person with a yuan infant can live for three thousand years.

It seems that the martial artists on the earth, this kind of simplified cultivation is still flawed, it is not a real martial arts cultivation, and the martial arts are also immortal Dao No. 1, but the real martial arts powerhouse, known as the fighter in the immortal path.

"I want to see the Terracotta Warriors!"

Jiang Feng said suddenly.

He became more and more curious about Qin Shi Huang.

If the tomb he saw with the Qingdi Shuimu pupil was the tomb of Qin Shi Huang, then this earth was really getting more and more interesting, judging from the corpse path formation on this mausoleum, it was definitely a corpse path powerhouse arranging it.

In the afternoon, the two went to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

This is a developed 4A tourist attraction, located in the east of Xijing, under the northern foot of Lishan Mountain.

Although it is not a holiday, there are still many tourists coming and going in this scenic area.

After Dongfang Li bought the ticket, the two followed the crowd and entered the scenic spot.

The scenic area is very large, and the pits are protected.

Among these burial pits, there are terracotta warriors and horses, some are broken, some are complete, but they are very spectacular, which makes people look at them and praise them, and they have to admit that the burial skills of the ancestors are unmatched.

"This is the Terracotta Army?"

Jiang Feng's pupils changed color, the left was silver, the right was green, silver was water, green was wood, water and wood were staggered, and a strange light burst out from his pupils, which was refracted on these terracotta warriors.

Qingdi Shuimu Pupil, rumored to be a kind of pupil technique of the ancient Immortal Emperor Qingdi, the ancient great supernatural power, there is no limit to cultivation, as long as there is sufficient soul power, you can practice, refine to the peak, you can observe life and death, look at the Qiankun, fix the soul, break the ghost door, and reverse the realm of life and death.

Of course, although Jiang Feng could forcibly use it with his unique soul power, the strength he could exert was not one-ten-thousandth.

But it was enough for him to see the essence of these terracotta warriors.

"The life force that disappears, that is, the life once existed!"

Jiang Feng's face turned pale, he took half a step back, and said in a low voice: "This is a living figurine!"

"No, it won't!"

When Dongfang Li heard this, he hurriedly supported Jiang Feng from behind, used his strength, and poured it into Jiang Feng's meridians to alleviate Jiang Feng's injuries, but his expression showed a touch of disbelief and said: "Living figurines?"

He had heard of the legends of the living figurines, but they were just legends.

"It's all!"

Jiang Feng used his soul power to repair the scars in his body, and after breathing a sigh of relief, he looked at the terracotta warriors and horses, and said gloomily: "Some people are practicing corpses, training corpses with living people, and sealing a strange evil qi in the living body with the secretary of the corpse path, and want to fuse the evil qi with vitality and forge immortal and immortal war corpses, but they failed, these are all defective products, defective products after refining failure, so they have all become mud figurines!"