"Your Majesty is overjoyed!"

Zhao Zhong walked into the Pingtian Hall with a smile, looked at Yingzheng who was reviewing the chapter above, and bowed his hand.

"Where does the joy come from?"

Ying Zheng's pen walked the dragon and snake, concentrated on reading the chapters, and said casually.

"Xu Fu and the other Fangshi combined the formula given by His Majesty and successfully formulated a powerful black powder."

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty."

What Zhao Zhong had been waiting for was this news before, and after receiving this good news, he immediately ran all the way to report the good news to His Majesty.

Ying Zheng's figure suddenly stiffened, and the pen in his hand stopped in an instant.

Dropping the brush, Ying Zheng stood up directly and walked down from the throne: "Move to the Tianji Pavilion." ”

"Yes."

Zhao Zhong immediately ran out and ordered people to prepare for the royal drive.

Tianji Pavilion was secretly established by His Majesty not long ago, and it is located in the Lishan Underground Palace.

Ying Zheng sat on the royal throne, and the mighty team drove directly out of Xianyang City and went straight to Lishan.

At this time, around Lishan, all the main roads were also heavily guarded.

When Yingzheng's royal car came, the soldiers guarding all saluted, opened the checkpoint and let them go, not daring to stop for a moment.

Coming to the entrance of the underground palace on Lishan Mountain, Ying Zheng walked down from the imperial palace.

Looking at the heavily guarded Yongdao, Ying Zheng had a lot of thoughts.

This is the underground kingdom after a hundred years, and everyone has selfish intentions, and he is no exception.

In the face of unknown death, even if you are as strong as yourself, you will feel awe and fear.

His imperial mausoleum has been repaired for more than 20 years, and half of the design drawings have not been repaired.

"Meet Your Majesty."

All the armorers shouted at the same time.

Ying Zheng's thoughts were pulled back, and he said with a serious expression: "No courtesy." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The armor soldiers shouted again, and then stood straight, like immortal guards standing on both sides of the road.

Passing the armor, Ying Zheng took Zhao Zhong and a few personal guards, and walked into the corridor.

The underground palace Yongdao is connected with the Lishan Mountain as a whole, and it is indestructible, unless the Lishan Mountain is destroyed, the Yongdao can be destroyed.

The long corridor is dozens of meters long, and the stone walls on both sides of the corridor are hung with ever-bright lights.

The road is sloped, slowly downward, if you don't know that the underground palace is built down, it is difficult to detect that it is winding downward.

After walking the road, I came to a huge stone gate, which was engraved with three vigorous and powerful characters, the door of life and death.

Zhao Zhong hurriedly came to the stone gate, and pressed on the stone door at random, seemingly out of order, and then took out two things with white bodies and strange shapes, and directly aimed at the eyes of the Xuanyao carved on the stone door.

Turn hard, only to hear a roar, metal gears turning, chains creaking, boulders roaring.

After Zhao Zhong pulled out the key, the stone gate slowly rose.

What caught my eye was a huge underground palace that could not be seen at a glance.

There are tall and thick city walls on all sides of the underground palace, which are tens of meters high, about hundreds of steps from north to south, and thousands of meters from east to west.

The walls of the underground palace are carved on all sides with incomparably exquisite painted patterns, almost all-encompassing, as if all living beings are caught in one net.

At the top of the dungeon, it is inlaid with dense night pearls, which exude brilliant light, and are arranged above according to the stars of the heavens.

One of them, a huge pearl of the night, as striking as the sun, hangs in the east.

Opposite to the sunset is a half-moon-shaped pearl that radiates a beautiful blue glow.

Twelve huge golden figures, like eternal guards, are stationed in all directions of the underground palace.

At the foot of the Jin people, there is a miniature version of the mountain stone sculpture imitated according to the mountains, rivers and lakes of Shenzhou.

Looking from afar, it seems that you have really seen the splendid sacred mountain of the land of China.

The only fly in the ointment is that the rivers, lakes and seas are dry, and there is no water in them.

Just because the water here is not only ornamental, but they can also kill anyone who dares to invade after the tomb is closed.

Ying Zheng led everyone and crossed the long front hall of the underground palace and encountered a huge door.

It's just that the giant gate here is not as rough as the gate of the front hall of the underground palace, it is two huge bronze doors, closed and closed.

There are thousands of troops and horses carved on the door, there are cavalry phalanxes, bows and crossbow phalanxes, Changge phalanxes, and chariot and cavalry phalanxes.

Like an invincible army, ready to face any incoming enemy.

Above the gate, there are still three big characters engraved vigorously with a small seal, the door of death.

Ying Zheng looked at the door, his eyes revealing scrutiny.

Zhao Zhong came to an everlasting lamp in front of the gate again, and twisted the everlasting lamp directly ninety degrees, and a metallic sound sounded again.

There was a screeching creak between the two massive bronze doors, and then slowly opened.

A long passage of stone steps comes into view, and you can barely see the end when you look down the flickering lights.

It is like connecting three springs, knocking straight to the nine secludeds, and the bottom is not visible.

Ying Zheng walked down the stone steps again and strolled downward.

On both sides of the stone steps are thick stone walls, carved with various shapes, legendary beasts, rui beasts, and fierce beasts.

They are carved to life, with teeth and claws, as if they want to tear everyone who enters here to shreds.

After walking for a long time, Ying Zheng finally walked down the stone steps and came to another underground palace.

This underground palace is also extremely vast, except for a huge incomparably long lamp that has not yet been lit, only densely packed, neatly formed, and holding Changge's armor, guarding the place, motionless.

One of the chamberlains had never seen such a formation, and his legs were weak in fright, and he sat directly on the ground.

Ying Zheng is looking at these Great Qin Ruishi who will always protect him after his death.

The terracotta figurines here are completely imitated according to their own Xianyang Palace Guards Iron Eagle Guard, whether it is spirit or craftsmanship, they are far more expressive than the terracotta warriors in the burial pits outside.

In the center of the 10,000 terracotta formation, there is a six-life black horse chariot, which is made according to its own imperial specifications.

The four walls of the underground palace are enriched by layers of rammed earth, in order to ensure that not a drop of water is allowed to seep in, these rammed earth, each layer must be strictly tested.

Within fifty paces, if the bow and arrow are shot into the earthen wall, they must all be pushed to rebuild.

The rammed earth wall several meters thick can be called invulnerable.

Then it is completely sealed with a stone wall wrapping, and strives to achieve the effect of a golden soup.

Will you be lying here quietly in nine years?

Ying Zheng smiled wryly, and then walked forward again.

When I came to the gate of the inner palace, the construction of this place had not yet been completed, and the gate had not been installed.

Looking at the nine-zhang tall giant lantern in front of the door, Ying Zheng showed a contemplative look.

This lamp comes from the hands of the Great Qin Empire will be the Shaofu Gong Ink, according to the Gong Ink, this everlasting lamp is enough to last forever, representing the long history of the Great Qin's national fortune.

Those alchemists don't have a good thing, they are all full of lies.

What about the eternal brightness that is said to be good?

Why did my Great Qin II die?

Why did you believe the words of these demons?

Shaking his head slightly, Ying Zheng walked into the inner palace again, which is where he will sleep in the future.