Ying Zheng sat at the dining table, secretly observing what had happened just a moment, his pupils trembling.

"Why would anyone learn the Book of Kings?"

This puzzled him, but the only thing he knew for sure was that this place was not simple.

The other party may not even be the inheritor of the secret treasure left by Xu Fu, Xu Fu does not have the ability to get a high-level cultivation technique, let alone the Human King Sutra.

In that case, why did Dean Jiang lie?

What is his purpose?

Ying Zheng had no clue, so he could only walk out of the cafeteria slowly, pondering the qi in his body because of Agua's punch.

Soon wandered to the pond, sat cross-legged on the still elegant lawn, and Yingzheng silently operated the Wang Jing.

Now he just wants to run the exercises, mobilize the true yuan, and establish a connection with the invincible magic weapon Mausoleum of the First Emperor that he has poured countless efforts into.

Cyclones swirled around the body, and small ponds rippled.

A pair of big fish eyes surfaced, looking at the cultivator on the shore who disturbed people's dreams, it seemed that he was a newcomer who had just stepped into the path of cultivation?

But since he was brought here by Mr. Jiang like himself, he must be gifted.

As soon as this thought came to mind, he heard a crisp sound from the bones on the other party's body, and the escaping breath continued to become condensed, and finally returned to his body.

The carp began to suspect Yu Sheng, and this successfully condensed the true element?

This little brother is so fast.

When he was lurking at the bottom of the river, he barely managed to condense the demon yuan after lying on his stomach for two or three years, is it so simple for human beings to cultivate?

Ying Zheng opened his eyes, he was not surprised, now this body has been built with countless financial resources, and the cultivation talent must be able to crown the world.

It's a pity that there are all kinds of holy bodies recorded in ancient books, and that kind of existence is something that can't be created no matter how many resources are spent.

But it doesn't matter, the First Emperor smiled confidently, now that he has condensed the true yuan, as long as he contacts the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, he will be invincible in the world!

Ying Zheng closed his eyes and felt it, and soon opened his eyes in shock: "Why do I feel that the Mausoleum of the First Emperor is close at hand?" ”

Obviously it should be in Chang'an, right?

After the whole day's journey, why is it so far away from Chang'an?

Ying Zheng kept calling Zhenyuan, trying to call his secret treasure, but found that he couldn't call it anyway.

"That's not right." Ying Zheng was a little flustered: "Could it be that the Mausoleum of the First Emperor was artificially damaged during the period of two thousand years of spiritual energy being cut off, causing it to be damaged?" ”

"That's not right, I thought about this at the beginning, there are organs inside and outside the tomb, and they are all one, there should be no tomb robber who can have this ability, unless the other party directly moves the entire Mausoleum of the First Emperor."

Is that possible?

Ying Zheng meditated quietly, and in the silence, he could feel that the Mausoleum of the First Emperor was very close, the Mausoleum of the First Emperor must not be bad, but too good, he had not yet cultivated the true yuan, and the other party had already spontaneously followed his master!

This is the only explanation why I feel that the Mausoleum of the First Emperor is so close.

But such a majestic mausoleum, even several times larger than the small mountain range where he is located, did not allow it to become smaller or invisible after the revival of the aura?

Why can't I see it?

Ying Zheng closed his eyes again, carefully felt the location of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and finally caught a sense of familiarity, which was the place where his soul had been waiting for more than 2,000 years.

He jerked his head up and looked at the small building a few hundred meters away: "Where is it?" ”

Ying Zheng's brain is down, that small building is like an ant compared to the starting imperial tomb, how can it be there?

"Let's go find out." Ying Zheng got up and walked to the staff dormitory, no matter what, there are clues that must be tried, the sooner the Mausoleum of the First Emperor starts, the better.

In the staff dormitory, Jiang Xuan played with the model of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor in his hand, looked at the small black mass, and was a little speechless: "Where does this look like a model?" ”

[The area of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor is close to sixty square kilometers, and it is reduced to the size of a bottle cap, which is the case, if the host wants to study the structure of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, it is recommended to observe it with a microscope. 】

"System, I found that the rewards you give are all messy stuff except for money and lifespan?"

[How could it be, according to the appearance of a large building of sixty square kilometers, it is equivalent to making a model the size of a bottle cap, this is a super black technology that human beings will not be able to do for countless years in the future!] 】

"Hairy?" Jiang Xuan casually put the Mausoleum of the First Emperor into his trouser pocket: "If you really want to give me the whole black technology, you can use it on the whole time?" ”

[There will be later.] 】

"Draw me a flatbread, won't you? What black-hearted entrepreneurs? Crawl! ”

Jiang Xuan turned off the lights angrily, the dormitory fell into darkness, his clothes and pants were not taken off, Jiang Xuan lay on the bed in silence, silently feeling the summer night wind blowing in the window.

As a person who is at ease with what happens, Jiang Xuan has come to this world these days, and now he is beginning to feel that it is good to be a psychiatric dean like this.

After all, although the props given by the system stretched his crotch, he gave a lot of money.

Jiang Xuan was lying on the bed like this, thinking nonsense, but he heard a "click" in the dark.

Someone opened their dorm door?

Jiang Xuan felt very strange, and while lying on the bed without moving, his hand slowly reached for the big scalp shoe next to the bed.

Thieves? Or a patient?

No matter what, you still have to be prepared, the above two still have to resist, it can't be Qin Xiaoyu's night attack, right?

Besides, even if that's not good, a beautiful man like himself who is so simple and kind is still his boss, and it is impossible to give in.

"What do you do to eat in the system, you usually report all the trivial things, and you don't report if someone touches my dormitory?" Jiang Xuan complained frantically in his heart.

[It's okay, it's a trivial matter, the system believes that the host can handle it!] 】

Jiang Xuan didn't bother to say more, the most important thing was that in the dark, the figure walked straight to the bedside, and the tall figure was obviously not the petite Qin Xiaoyu.

Jiang Xuan also grabbed the leather shoes, his sense of vigilance was full, and he was ready to do it, ready to do it!

Sick patient? Thief? Or robbery?

Jiang Xuan adjusted to the darkness slightly, and could barely see the other party's arm slowly reaching for his lower body.

This made Jiang Xuan break out in a cold sweat.

it! Vicious crime! Robbery!

Also TM is a robbery!

Jiang Xuan knew that his beauty would cause others to covet him, but he didn't expect it to attract men, and the chrysanthemum was not good, and there was going to be a big problem!

Ying Zheng followed his induction and went upstairs, found this room, and had found the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, he didn't understand why the Mausoleum of the First Emperor had become so small, and the small one could be carried around.

Who is lying on the bed, Ying Zheng felt a little frightened, but it has come to this place, at this point, the arrow has to be sent!

Ying Zheng stretched out his hand and leaned into Jiang Xuan's trouser pocket, while asking, "Why did you get so smaller?" ”

Jiang Xuan had already raised his leather shoes, and when he heard this, his anger surged up instantly, he only planned to defend himself, but now he had to defend too much!

"I'm wearing my pants well, you haven't touched anything, are you spreading rumors?"

"It's still getting smaller, as if I showed it to you before, but I've always been very big!"

Jiang Xuan was enraged, and accidentally took off his leather shoes, but the palm of his hand did not stop, but twitched it with a big mouth.

"Forget about perverts, you still spread rumors, slap your mouth!"