Chapter Seventy-Six: The Tomb of the Emperor
Before I could ask, even Han Yu was so afraid of the innate killing array that he didn't dare to enter, how could I break this killing formation without the strength of the chicken, not to mention why I didn't even know if I broke it.
But Xiao Lianshan has already turned his head, he has hidden too many secrets in this imperial tomb, presumably this is one of them, maybe only when this matter is really understood, he may tell us, but at least now I think with Xiao Lianshan's character, he will definitely not confide in half a word.
I put back the question that was almost on my lips, and stepped into the great platform built on the flaming lava, the soles of my feet aching from something, and I looked down to pick up a stone the size of a pigeon's egg from the ground, the surface smooth and blue, but I didn't know what it was for.
Nangong Yi took it from my hand, looked at it for a while, and then held it tightly in the palm of her hand, and after a while, a touch of blue and charming light came out from her fingers, and the tighter Nangong Yi covered it, the brighter the blue light became.
"Night...... Pearl of the Night! ”
Nangong Yi spread out her hand in surprise, and the faint blue light disappeared.
I don't have much concept of rare treasures, and I don't think other people know much about this aspect, but I have heard of the Night Pearl, which was called the Great Thorn in ancient times, and the Night Pearl became a symbol of the supreme supremacy and supremacy of the country and wealth in ancient times.
"In ancient times, it was said that jade had nine virtues, and the night pearl was the treasure of the treasure jade, and the emperors of the past dynasties did not dare to ask for this special right in order to monopolize and monopolize this special right, and they did not even have the right to witness the demeanor of the night pearl."
Nangong Yi looked at the night pearl in his hand in shock and said.
"This Imperial Tomb ...... How luxurious was it ever?! ”
Han Yu was even more shocked to the ground, and his hand touched the undulating bumps on the platform, and we realized that the night pearl I picked up from the ground was just loosened from the silver groove on the ground.
I don't know how precious the Night Pearl is, but I know that this is a priceless treasure, but if you get one, it's a luxury, but here...... The silver floor here is actually decorated with an incalculable night pearl, and the ground is full of this priceless treasure, which is just a decoration used to lay the ground, I once imagined the luxury of this magnificent emperor's mausoleum, but I never expected that this ground alone has exceeded all my imagination.
"The Tiangang Earth Demon Rune is just a Taoist spell used to kill ghosts and evil spirits, I can't imagine that Genghis Khan actually used so many night pearls of the same size to inlay the runes in order to reflect the Tiangang Earth......"
Han Yu squatted on the ground and said with his mouth open.
"In the end...... How many countries do you have to conquer to have so much wealth! ”
"Reflecting the Heavenly Gang Earth Rune?"
The prince looked at Han Yu calmly and asked curiously.
"What do you mean by that?"
"There are thirty-six heavens above the nine heavens, and there are seventy-two earthly evils under the nine heavens, which together are one hundred and eight heavens and earths, and the night pearl picks and gives birth to the bright light of the sun, moon and stars of the nine heavens, the moistness of the wind and rain and dew, the Yinghua of the mountains and rivers and thousands of trees on the earth, and the auspiciousness of the soul and soul are integrated into one."
Han Yu slowly stood up and replied in shock.
"In addition to the rarity and rarity of the night pearl, what is more important is that the night pearl has thirty-six colors, seventy-two glows and one hundred and eight lights, which is just one hundred and eight heavens and earth."
After listening to Han Yu, we realized the preciousness of this night pearl inlaid all over the ground, it is completely conceivable that before we opened this place, this imperial tomb has been silent in the depths of the ground for hundreds of years, and all the night pearls on this huge platform in the darkness flashed bright blue light, what a spectacular scene it should be, the entire imperial tomb is completely shrouded in luxurious blue light, waiting for the moment when it is opened.
This is supposed to be the tomb of Genghis Khan, and the amount of wealth and gold, silver and jewels piled up here is even more unimaginable, but when we look around, we are surprised to find that this large platform is empty.
Walking towards the center of the platform, the floor of the platform was dazzlingly scattered, and when I picked it up and put it in the palm of my hand, there were all kinds of gems and agate, as well as some gold and silver jewelry that were messily thrown on it.
"Here...... Someone has ever been here?! ”
Nangong Yi said with some surprise.
Yes, from the gold, silver and jewels scattered on the ground, I can imagine the glory of this place, this huge platform must have been filled with mountains of wealth, and countless collections of the wealth of dozens of countries were all placed on this platform that could not be seen.
But...... But all that remains now is a mess and the scattered jewels, gold and silver on the ground, this is not an imperial tomb that has been silent for hundreds of years, it has been visited by people long before we came, and ...... And also took away those riches that are difficult to describe in words!
We walked to the center of the platform, Nie Haoran stood indifferently in front of the spirit coffin, the spirit coffin was opened, but it should not be Nie Haoran, because the heavy coffin is definitely not opened by one person, it should be someone who has been here who has opened this coffin.
The one who is sleeping here should be the Genghis Khan, who once served all over the world, and the whole world shuddered at the mention of his name at that time, commanding the invincible Mongolian iron cavalry that conquered the world, and the generation of Genghis Khan who swept the Eurasian continent invincible.
This man known as the blue wolf, even if we stand next to his coffin, we can still feel his former bravery and glory, and we can't help but look at it in awe for a long time, but I didn't see the supreme glory on Nie Haoran's face, but instead he was hesitant and dazed.
He bent down and put his hand into the coffin, and when he lifted it again, all that was scattered in Nie Haoran's outstretched palm was a handful of desert yellow sand.
We looked at each other with a glance, and quickly walked around, looking at the thick and majestic coffin, which was empty and only a thick layer of yellow sand that had been precipitated for I don't know how many years.
Genghis Khan's remains were not in the coffin.
Presumably the person who once took away the wealth here, along with the remains of Genghis Khan, so Nie Haoran looked at the empty coffin to be so lost, no matter what he had done, but I could see that he came here with a very pious reverence and pride for his ancestors, maybe even he himself didn't expect that his hands were stained with blood and he came here with a lot of hard work, and all he saw was a touch of yellow sand.
Nie Haoran suddenly began to cough violently, he clutched his chest and looked a little painful, but it was far less than the loss and despair on his face, no matter how I looked at it in my eyes, Nie Haoran was just an old man who was about to die, and it was easy to see from his current actions that he would definitely not come here because he wanted to possess the wealth in the mausoleum for his own selfish desires, as we had speculated before, at least he had never paid attention to the gold, silver and jewelry scattered on the ground.
Nie Haoran's attention was completely in the coffin that had been opened, the violent cough made his waist stiffen, Nie Haoran held the edge of the coffin with one hand, while covering his mouth, and when he gradually calmed down, I was surprised to find that the palm he let go of was a hand of bright red blood, it seems that he is not lightly ill, it has completely reached the point of being terminally ill, an old man who is about to come to the end of his life will never care about how much wealth.
I was moved with compassion and wanted to support him, but Nie Haoran didn't seem to want us to see his weakness, and glanced at the blood that was coughed up in his hand and clenched his palms expressionlessly, I could vaguely feel that he was not a person who was full of fear of death and had a lot of nostalgia for life, but the more this happened, the more curious I became about him, what did he come here for?
Nie Haoran just wanted to stand up straight, when he coughed just now, blood splashed in the yellow sand of the coffin, the yellow sand gradually fell after being infected, a touch of silver light faintly penetrated from the yellow sand, Nie Haoran's eyebrows showed a trace of doubt, bent down to stroke the yellow sand with his hand, and a piece of silver-white things emerged from the yellow sand.
As Nie Haoran stroked more places, the longer the silver artifact was exposed, until the moment he took the thing out of the coffin, Nie Haoran's already cloudy and gray eyes were suddenly filled with proud glory.
It was a silver spear, the spear was nine feet long, the silver rod and silver dragon head, the spear head was in the shape of a silver dragon head, the dragon's mouth swallowed the blade, made of stainless steel and cold iron quenched silver, which could break the armor, after hundreds of years, this spear was still cold and sharp, and the sharp blade of the spear head was faintly blood-red, and there must have been countless souls who had been assassinated under the gun.
"Is this ......?"
Nangong Yi hesitated for a moment and didn't say anything.
"This is the weapon used by the Holy Lord during his expedition to the east and west, the dragon head soul breaking spear!"
Nie Haoran interrupted Nangong Yi's words and blurted out excitedly.
In our frescoes, we have seen the weapon held by Genghis Khan, it is this moving silver spear, although in this coffin has not seen the generation of Tianjiao, but looking at this silver gun trance, you can hear the sound of thousands of troops swallowing mountains and rivers and the wail of those souls who died in this gun.
Nie Haoran stared at the silver spear in his hand for a long time, as if he was recalling the glory of his ancestors, and I even looked at Nie Haoran's expression in a trance, and my eyes fell on the mighty silver spear, and I suspected that what he was looking for in every possible way was this weapon that Genghis Khan had used.
But this speculation was quickly denied by Nie Haoran, he heavily inserted the silver spear into the yellow sand in the coffin, after hundreds of years of vicissitudes of life the silver spear stood majestically in front of us, Nie Haoran did not want to take this silver spear as his own, he preferred to watch this weapon that had accompanied Genghis Khan's expedition to the east and west forever guard here