Han Xiao raised his eyes and stared at Li An, and said with a faint smile: "Brother Li, how much do you know about the tomb of King Wuzhao?"

"Little Marquis, do you also believe that those rivers and lakes are reckless?" Li An laughed, "Brother, I have been the city lord in this Iron Mountain City for thirty years, plus my ancestors have been in Iron Mountain City for eight generations, if the tomb of King Wu Zhao is really in the Mangniu Mountain Range, how can I not know?"

Han Xiao was stunned and asked, "The tomb of King Wuzhao is not in the Mangniu Mountain Range?"

"I'm sure, definitely not. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Li An thought for a while, and suddenly took out a yellow rune paper from his sleeve, "Little Hou Ye, it has been rumored that there has been a change in the Mangniu Mountains these days, saying that the tomb of King Wuzhao is about to be born, and I am not idle, brother, I have found some feng shui gentlemen to measure the feng shui of the Mangniu Mountain Range, guess what they say?"

"What do you say?" Han Xiao's eyelids jumped, King Wu Zhao was an emperor during his lifetime, and the choice of the mausoleum was naturally quite elegant, and the feng shui was definitely not bad.

"Hehe, I invited eighteen feng shui masters, without exception, to conclude that this Mangniu Mountain Range is the Tianchong Evil Position, if the emperor is buried here, within a hundred years, it will definitely be ruined, and the country will be ruined. Even if ordinary people are buried here, I'm afraid that they will be unlucky for eight generations, you say, how can an emperor be buried in this kind of ghost place?"

Han Xiao opened the yellow paper in his hand, and it was indeed written: Tianchong is in trouble, the king is out of business, and all living beings are suffering.

According to the record on the Daomen Peerless School [Yin Yang Ghost Technique]: Tianchong Evil Position, the land of yin and evil spirits, burying people in this kind of place will cause the dead to not die and the living to be uneasy.

The so-called immortality of the dead means that evil energy invades the corpse and turns into zombies.

The so-called uneasiness of the living means that in the dark, abandoned by creation, the eight generations of suffering is still a trivial matter, and if it is serious, it is even cut off from children and grandchildren, and it will be extinct.

The emperor's mausoleum is naturally impossible to be buried in such a place.

"Hmm. Han Xiao nodded, "Thank you, Brother Li, for answering." ”

"The little marquis is polite. Li An instructed the servant to prepare a sumptuous dinner, and the two drank each other, and after three rounds of wine, they finally went back to their homes to rest.

……

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

In the annex of the city lord's mansion, Han Xiaozheng and Ye Xuan were sitting in the back garden, enjoying the flowers and watching the scenery.

Suddenly, a servant walked quickly, and his breathing seemed a little short because he was in a hurry, "Little Marquis, outside...... There was a black-faced man named Xiang Long outside, saying that he had something to find the little marquis. ”

"Well, then he'll come in. Han Xiao nodded, and secretly said that this Black Heart Hall really had some ability, and actually inquired about him that he lived in this annex.

"Childe ......" Ye Xuan was about to speak, but Han Xiao stretched out a finger to block her red lips.

Han Xiao gently hugged Ye Xuanliu's waist and said with a smile: "That guy is punctual." ”

How did he know that the dragon was so frightened by Han Xiao that day that he was about to break, and when the time came, he immediately rushed over with the booklet.

After a while, Xiang Long walked over quickly and knelt on the ground respectfully, "Meet the little marquis, the villain has prepared the things you want." ”

"Hmm. Han Xiao stretched out his hand and took a thick book in his hand, and roughly flipped through it, which did record the big and small events of King Wu Zhao during his lifetime.

King Wu Zhao was an emperor more than 2,000 years ago, and his reign was the most powerful period of the Dayu Dynasty.

More than 180 years after King Wu Zhao succeeded to the throne, he died suddenly and violently, and the cause of death is unknown.

There are a total of 12 suspected graves about his tomb, nine of which have been confirmed to be empty tombs, and three of which are unknown in address, but it is certain that they are located within the range leading from the Western Regions to the Central Plains.

"In this way, I just need to go all the way to Shuchuan City, where the Immortal Sword Gate is located, and explore the tomb of King Wuzhao while touring the mountains and rivers along the way. ”

After a long time, Han Xiao put down the book, and he had already made a plan in his heart.

Now that Ye Xuan is accompanied, it is also a beautiful thing to travel south with the United States!

"Well, you've done a good job. Han Xiao nodded at Xiang Long, "You can go, and you will see it in the future, but not everyone is so kind and kind to me." ”

"Yes! Yes!" Xiang Long swallowed his saliva, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he secretly said in his heart: As far as you are still kind and kind, the Tingquan Villa that offended the fairy next to you has been completely removed from the Sixteen Cities of the Western Regions at this moment!

After the dragon left, Han Xiao picked up Ye Xuan's slender waist and said with a faint smile: "Xuan'er, Gongzi once said that he would definitely take you to the mountains and rivers after going down the mountain, and now, I will start to fulfill my promise." ”

"Hee-hee. Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and Ying Ying smiled: "Well, Xuan'er has already been ready!"

……

Half a month later.

It is the turn of spring and summer, and the Scarlet Cloud Mountain at this time has a unique scenery.

In the sunset, the strange peaks gather, the cliffs are thousands, the smoke clouds are diffused in the peaks and ravines, and the glow is flowing on the cliffs.

At this time, at the top of the most majestic and vast "Purple Furnace Peak", there were eight men who were as angry as Tingyuan.

Among these eight people, the oldest will not be more than thirty years old, with long swords behind them, standing on the top of the cliff, standing against the wind, and knowing at a glance that they are the best people in the world.

One of the men in Tsing Yi said in a deep voice: "It's really hateful that our Phantom Sword Alliance has been tracking down that 10,000-mile lone Tian Shuguang for more than a month, and we can't kill that lewd thief!"

"That guy's strength is not strong, it's just that his light skills are really unfathomable, coupled with the speed of the imperial sword technique, hey, if you want to catch him, it's difficult!" another man in white sighed.

A slightly chubby man on the left scolded and said: "This lewd thief is really hateful, he has ruined the reputation of many famous ladies, damn, if I want to catch him, I have to castrate him, chop up his stuff and feed it to the dog!"

These eight people are the "Phantom Sword Alliance" formed by the young generation of the three holy gates, in addition to searching for the whereabouts of the "Burning Sky Treasure Scroll", they are also responsible for tracking down the bandits and thieves on the bounty list.

The man in the green robe just now, named Zhang Ruoxu, was a senior disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect.

And the man in white is the leader of the Xuanbing Palace, named Ning Jiantao, who is one year higher than Jiang Chen, and his strength has reached the half-step Yuan Realm.

As for the fat man, his name is Xu Shaoqing, and he debuted in the Spirit Sect.

Zhang Ruoxu looked at the other seven members, looked up at the sky, frowned slightly, and said, "It's getting late, let's go and prepare first, Tian Shuguang is cunning, everyone needs to be careful to deal with it." ”

Everyone nodded slightly, among the eight people, Zhang Ruoxu had the highest strength, and the Phantom Sword Alliance was also faintly headed by him, and he would give orders, so everyone would naturally not have any opinions.

On the board, the eight people jumped up at the same time, and the top light skills were displayed, and they fell to a hundred zhang away in a few ups and downs, and floated towards an inn halfway up the mountain.