This time, it was the Immortals who were wrong. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The ministers wanted to go in, but helplessly, when Zheng Rin entered the imperial tomb to verify the identity of the royal family, the heavy boulder gate automatically descended and sealed the entrance. Everyone looked at each other, helpless one by one, and did not dare to act rashly. This is the emperor's mausoleum, the final destination of the kings of the Nanxuan Dynasty, who can bear the responsibility for an accident?

Fortunately, Zheng Rin reported his safety in time after entering, so that everyone could wait patiently, so as not to cause chaos.

"How do I get in?"

The imperial mausoleum has been closed, and there is no blood of the royal lineage, let alone saving people, I am afraid it will be difficult to even enter.

"Close your eyes. ”

Obediently closed his eyes and handed over full control of his body to Ban'er.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, no less fierce than a wild sandstorm in the desert, and everyone was blown so that they couldn't open their eyes, and they were all dizzy. Taking advantage of the chaos to blend into the crowd, Wu Wu slowly approached the emperor's tomb, his body gradually turned into a transparent point of light, and disappeared outside the boulder gate.

On the ground is the outer gate, and the real entrance to the imperial tomb is twenty zhang deep from the ground. The gate made of sandalwood is open, and there are traces of people passing by.

"Don't let go of your divine sense, there are multiple prohibitions here, which have been handed down from thousands of years ago to the present, you should not be underestimated, you go slower. A lazy voice rang in her head.

"It's so big, where do I start?" asked Wuxian cautiously.

The imperial mausoleum is the resting place of all the emperors of Nanxuan for thousands of years, and it is difficult to imagine how large the area of this mausoleum group in front of you is. It is really difficult to find someone in this mausoleum complex.

"Look along the Shinto, he didn't have time to go far. Baner's tone was firm.

The Shinto Road leads directly to the emperor's cemetery, and if Zheng Rin wants to bury Emperor Ronghe, he must pass through this place first.

Although it is 20 zhang deep underground, the tomb is inlaid with a pearl of the night that has been extinguished for many years, and oil lamps with mermaid paste as the wick are lit at intervals on both sides of the Shinto Road.

Walking on the winding Shinto, there was silence all around, even the air was flowing restrainedly, and a certain doubt in his heart took root at this time and climbed to the tip of his heart.

She still remembered how indifferent Ban'er was when the puppet demon broke into the Yihe Hall to attack Zheng Rin, and he had no idea of helping at that time.

With his indifferent and obedient character, who doesn't care about anyone's life and death, how could he take the initiative to come to her to save Zheng Rin?

"To each his own. Ban'er's tone was as cold as his temperament.

"To each according to his needs?" Wu Xian repeated his words, "If that's the case, I can understand that I need you to help me save Zheng Rin, but what about you?

Ban'er was silent for a long time, and just when Wuxian thought that he would not answer this question, the young man's slightly green but unusually firm voice clearly echoed in her mind, "Find something." ”

He searched for such a thing for a long, long time, and gave almost everything.

"What is it? can you find it here?" "What he really cares about must be extremely precious.

Ban'er fell silent again, not answering the question of Immortality.

In just a few hours of contact, Wuxian has gradually figured out the mode of getting along with Baner. He will say what you should know without asking, and he will not tell him what you should not know, and he will not say what you should not know, but will only give you a long silence.

Wuxian is not a person of many words, and he is searching for Zheng Rin's traces while paying attention to the changes in the surrounding environment.

"The two rows of footprints here are deeper, and they look like they're carrying some kind of heavy load. "Wuxian found clues under a mermaid lamp at the bend of Shinto.

"Coffin. Baner concluded at a glance.

"In other words, he didn't come down alone," Wu Xian was slightly relieved, fortunately he was not alone, if he stayed alone in this underground mausoleum, even if there was no danger, he would have a deep psychological burden because of a long period of isolation from the world.

Shinto is really long, and the scenery around it is constantly changing, but the stone bricks under your feet are always the same.

Gradually, Ban'er also felt impatient, "There is no ban on air here, let's fly over." ”

……

In the second half of Shinto, Zheng Rin hid behind one of the stone statues, and his heart was about to fall to the brink of despair.

There are a total of 24 stone statues here, which are arranged on either side of the Shinto. Of the twelve puppet demons, two of them who broke into the Yihe Hall were killed by the Immortals, and the remaining ten broke the stone statue at the moment he passed, woke up from their slumber, and launched a swift attack on him as soon as they woke up. If it weren't for the six dumb slaves who carried the coffin with their unique skills and trapped these ten puppet demons in the array, I am afraid that his corpse would have been separated by this time.

"Your Majesty, go quickly! I'll stay for a while. The priests who had entered the imperial tomb with him had advised him to leave more than once.

"I'm not leaving! Even if I die, I'll be with you!" Zheng Rin is willing to leave alone? What's more, their target is him, and he is destined to be unable to escape.

The strength of the saint-level powerhouse is already at the peak, coupled with the puppet demon's own thousand-year-old cultivation, the dumb slave's combined array can be blocked for a while, but it can't stop the crisis that will eventually come.

The puppet demons rushed out of the formation one by one, opened their giant palms covered in scales and slapped the six dumb slaves out of the Divine Dao, and then strode towards Zheng Rin.

The priest gritted his teeth and blocked in front of Zheng Rin, and was pushed away by him. At this moment, he was suddenly glad that the Emperor's Tomb had imposed restrictions on the contract, the blood contract could not be opened, and the Flame Demon Ape could not come out, otherwise, it would also be sent to death.

However, he could not escape death.

It's a pity that Wuxian poured his efforts and expectations into him.

Zheng Rin gave up resistance, closed his eyes, and resigned himself to waiting for death to come.

Who knows, what is waiting for is not death, but a mournless rebuke.

"Do you want to stay where you are and die?

Zheng Rin opened his eyes in disbelief and saw a scene that he would never forget.

Wu Wu stood in the air in white clothes, his black hair flying, and his beautiful face did not have a trace of fear even if he was surrounded by ten puppet demons.

"Are you crazy, you're no match for them!" Zheng Rin woke up from the great surprise, and was terrified more than desperate.

Wu Xian raised his wrist lightly, and a strong wind blew Zheng Rin away from the Shinto and into a safe area far away from the scene of the fight.

Now she only has consciousness that belongs to her, and the control of her body has long been in Baner's hands.

Ten golems seemed to have entered the stage of madness, roaring and pounced on her like crazy.

A touch of blush appeared in the depths of Wuwu's calm black eyes, and the aura around her body rose sharply, and her indifferent look made her as arrogant and detached as the main god looking down on the people in the world. With both hands pinching, a red lotus burning with raging flames floated out of her palm, and the space she passed through was cut into several cracks as she drifted, forming an extremely unstable air vortex, sucking all the dust floating in the air into the spatial cracks.

This red lotus exuded an aura of destruction and destruction, and the puppet demon's crazy eyes finally showed a trace of fear.

However, it was too late.

Immortal pushed forward, and the world-destroying red lotus scattered into dozens of crimson petals, burning the fire that overturned the world and sprinkled it on the puppet demon.

Each puppet is surrounded by at least two petals, one burning and the other burning soul.

The ground is an endless night, and the ground is a monstrous flame. A sea of fire illuminated the entire imperial tomb, and the roar of the puppet demon in pain broke the silence of the mausoleum group that had been sealed for thousands of years.

From the fall of the first scale of the puppet demon to the disappearance of the last strand of soul, the whole process takes place in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Rin witnessed the whole process of killing the puppet demon without being killed, and was dumbfounded.

If the last time the puppet demon was killed out of luck, then this time with the power of one person to destroy the ten puppet demons, what does it mean?

A sixteen-year-old girl, has she already stepped into the saint-level realm?

Wuxian didn't know Zheng Rin's inner thoughts, and if he knew, he would probably laugh at him unceremoniously for imagining exaggerated.

The red lotus petals fell into the sea of fire, and with a wave of his hand, the sea of fire was extinguished and landed on the ground. With his feet on the ground, he felt the hardness and reality under his feet, as if he had not yet recovered from the power that penetrated the heavens and the earth.

Any of the golems here could kill her, but under Ban'er's control, she wielded a power far beyond her own level, destroying them with a single move.

This is the strength of the powerhouse of the upper plane?

Compared to Baner, the gap is really too big.

"No sorrow, you ......" Zheng Rin wanted to say and stopped.

Baner did not allow Wuxian to expose his existence, and Wuxian had to silently take the credit for saving people alone.

She arrived just in time, Zheng Rin, the priest, and the six mute slaves were not fatally hit, and the group re-embarked on the Shinto path with the coffin containing the remains of the former emperor.

"How do you know I'm in danger? and how did you get in?" Zheng Rin walked in front to lead the way, remembering two key questions, and turned back to ask Wu Wu.

"I remember you said that the puppet demon is a product of the Imperial Tomb, and you are worried that you will encounter the same attack in the Imperial Tomb, so come in and take a look. As for the way to get in...... Do you think the door outside can stop me?" blinked unnaturally, finding a plausible excuse to deal with it.

Zheng Rin was unimpressed.

……

Emperor Ronghe had already chosen the address where he would be buried before his death, and all Zheng Rin had to do was to place his body in the designated location.

There were no timekeeping tools underground, and they didn't know how long they had been gone. After the long and winding Shinto road is finished, there is a curved arch bridge in front of you, the bridge body is all made of white marble arches, the material selection is peculiar, and you can hear the sound of five kinds of musical scales like gold and jade when you hit the railing, so it is also called the five-tone bridge.

At first, Wu Wu was looking left and right with the idea of helping Ban'er find something, but Zheng Rin saw that she showed strong curiosity about the emperor's tomb, so he started to introduce it in detail on the side. As a result, unconsciously, Wuxian's attention was attracted by the magnificent design of the imperial tomb, and he completely forgot to help Ban'er find something.

After crossing the five-tone bridge, step into a courtyard, although the courtyard is small, the red wall is beautiful, solemn and elegant.

"There's also a Shinto here. There was only one night pearl above the courtyard, and it was darker than the rest of the place, and the road under his feet was not clear, but Wu Xian could see the difference.

"Watch your step. Zheng Rin protected her behind her and reminded.

Not far in front of them was a shadow, a blind spot that the night pearl could not illuminate. When they entered, they realized that under the shadows was a stone staircase that led deeper underground.

"This is the way to the dungeon. ”

The glazed shadow wall in the courtyard just blocks the entrance to the underground palace, and below is the slope tomb road that enters the underground palace, from which the coffin is transported.

There are four doors in this tomb alone, each of which is composed of two neatly carved white jade, and it is impossible to open any of them with the power of one person.

"It's here. ”

Zheng Rin led everyone into a tomb in the innermost part of the underground palace. Along the way, Wu Wu noticed that the other tombs of the underground palace were paved with gold bricks, and only this one was paved with purple stones, which was noble and elegant.

The strangest thing is that a coffin has already been placed in this tomb.

"In this coffin is my queen mother. Just when everyone was puzzled, Zheng Rin gave an explanation.

It turned out that the former queen of the Nanxuan royal family had been sleeping in this dark underground palace for more than ten years.

"My father told me on his deathbed that the most regrettable thing in his life was that his mother could not accompany him to the end. But it doesn't matter, they are born together, they die together, and they will never be separated again. ”

According to Zheng Rin's instructions, the six dumb slaves buried the coffin of the first emperor with successively.

"Open the coffin. ”

The dumb slave opened the coffin of the first emperor as he said, revealing a majestic and handsome face.

This man used to stand at the top of Nanxuan, but now, lying in the fragrant Nanmu coffin, he couldn't sleep.

Zheng Rin took out a turquoise and transparent pill from his arms and put it into the closed mouth of the first emperor, and the pill melted in his mouth.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Obviously exuding a fragrance, Wu Yan smelled a strange smell that couldn't be explained.

"Chonghua Dan, which can make the face of the deceased stay forever and the body will never decay, and the queen mother has taken one after her death. ”

Wuxian couldn't tell what was wrong, so he carefully examined the face of the first emperor.

"Behind the ear. Ban'er, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

Wuxian put his hand into the coffin and brushed away the hair from the emperor's ear, reaching behind his ear. Through the light of the Night Pearl, Wu Yan clearly saw that the skin behind the ears of the first emperor was changing from normal complexion to green!

"This medicine is poisonous!" Wu Xian was shocked, trying to force the toxin out of his body.

"It's useless, it's not poison, it's a means of assimilation. Baner's tone was indifferent.

"No, how can Chonghua Dan be poisonous?!" Seeing this scene, Zheng Rin almost collapsed, and knelt down by the coffin tremblingly.

Wu Wu suddenly boldly opened the first emperor's eyelids, and as she expected, even the eyeballs turned dark green.

"I take back that sentence," Wu Yan looked at Zheng Rin with a stern expression, "It's not poisoning at all, the first emperor has been assimilated into a foreign race." ”

Zheng Rin's face was terrifyingly pale. He didn't dare to look down at his father lying in the coffin, so he could only raise his head and stare at Wu Wu with wide eyes, his fingers unconsciously clutching the edge of the coffin, and his knuckles gurgling from excessive force.

"Tell me, why did it become like this?" Leaning back against the Nanmu coffin, Zheng Rin's eyes were dead silent.

Hehe, he actually turned his deceased father into a foreign race with his own hands.