Zhaoling.

One of the eighteen Tang Emperor Mausoleums in Guanzhong.

After the turmoil of the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, the Tang Emperor's Mausoleum is no longer bulldozed for the mausoleum, but is based on the mountain for the mausoleum.

Zhaoling is built on the unique and handsome Jiuzhi Mountain, standing on the top of the mountain mausoleum, you can overlook the entire cemetery in the near distance, and you can overlook the Jingwei River in the distance.

Wang Yifang walked side by side with Zhao Wujiang, like a profound scholar, and kept telling Zhao Wujiang about this great Zhaoling:

"At the beginning of the construction of the Zhaoling Tomb, Empress Wende was buried in the Xuangong Palace, and there was a plank road at that time, and a house was built on the plank road for the palace people to live in.

It was not until Taizong's burial that the plank road was demolished.

It was then that the situation in Zhaoling was revealed."

In front of the two of them was the sad prince Li Zhong, who was silent, and he also walked up the stairs.

In front of him was a lifeless old man and four coffin-bearers.

The old man was an old man in the palace, who was in charge of sacrifices and other matters, and he walked slowly at the moment, with a respectful expression, and followed behind the golden jade coffin.

Xu Jingzong, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, followed behind, and beside him was a group of solemn and murderous Zhaoling guards.

Soon, they came to the cemetery.

The majestic and vast cemetery is comparable to the palace city of Chang'an City, and under the daylight, Zhao Wujiang walked into the cemetery, but he could feel a chill.

They came to the entrance of the tomb and were blocked by the way ahead.

The passage to the burial chamber had been riveted with heaped boulders, and they could not get in at all.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw the old man in white in front of him trembling and walking to the front of the passage, and his expression was extremely respectful and knelt on the ground:

"The emperor died and returned to heaven, please Lord Li to open the Zhaoling Tomb again!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Wujiang faintly felt that the air around him seemed to stagnate.

Lord Li? Is it a mausoleum keeper? Surname Lee? Who could it be? No, maybe it's just a surname, like Xu Shiji changing his name to Li Tao...... His thoughts were racing.

"Boom..."

The sound of the friction of gold and stone sounded, and the riveted boulder in the passage of the tomb in front of him began to move irregularly up and down, left and right, and soon a passage more than one person high and four people wide appeared in front of everyone.

The moment the burial chamber was opened, a monstrous chill rushed along the secluded passage.

The four coffin-bearers looked at the deep and dark passage, their sturdy bodies trembled a little, swallowed their saliva, and carried the coffin into the tomb.

The old man in white and the crown prince Li Zhong lowered their eyebrows and bowed their heads, and followed respectfully behind them.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes rolled around, looking from the passage, it was pitch black, he had never seen such a deep darkness, at this moment he was standing at the entrance of the passage of the tomb, obviously there was daylight behind him, but there was no light in front of him.

is about to enter the Xuan Palace, why didn't he see the slightest figure of Yuan Tiangang...... He looked wary and tightened his mind.

The vast cultivation poured into the limbs and bones in an instant, and the green jade bracelet on his wrist also shook like water waves, he protected Wang Yifang within his own protection range, and then stepped into the passage. br>

The chill quickly extended from the soles of the feet, climbed up the vertebrae, and went straight to the Heavenly Spirit Cover, but in the next moment, the chill suddenly disappeared, and in front of him was the dark passage of the tomb.

Unlike what he saw outside the passage, after stepping into the passage, there was a faint light all around, and Zhao Wujiang could see everything in the passage.

He looked back, Xu Jingzong and Zhao Lingwei also stepped in, the passage was not closed, but the daylight outside the passage had disappeared, leaving only a deep black.

Everyone was silent, the atmosphere was calm, and at this moment they were entering the Xuan Palace.

The passage was long, and Zhao Wujiang found that the huge stones were inscribed with intricate bronze patterns, and he speculated that this should be the rune that urged the boulder to make a mechanism.

After a cup of tea, five stone doors appeared in front of everyone.

A sense of familiarity came over Zhao Wujiang, he had seen these stone gates when he dreamed of entering the Zhaoling Tomb.

"Boom..."

The stone door opened, and there were countless coffins in everyone's eyes, among which the golden jade coffin in the middle of the stone door was the most conspicuous.

Zhao Wujiang recognized at a glance that this was the coffin of Taizong Li Shimin and Empress Changsun.

The four wrestlers had bruised on their foreheads, gritted their teeth and put down the emperor's coffin, and the old man in white bowed forward, stroked the inscription in front of the stele, and recited the sacrificial words in a low voice.

Behind him, everyone knelt down in an uproar, looking solemn.

Zhao Wujiang knelt on one knee, he did not kneel to Li Zhi's coffin, but to the coffin of Li Shimin and Empress Changsun.

There was silence in the Xuan Palace, only the whispers of the sacrificial elders.

Zhao Wujiang did not relax his mind from beginning to end, after entering this Xuan Palace, he did not see Lord Li, who was honored by the old man in white, nor did he see Yuan Tiangang's figure.

Could it be that Yuan Tiangang gave up this bronze Zhenguo Ding, and also gave up the Tianshui that may exist in the Zhaoling Tomb?

Could it be that the use of magic to punish the king is just to seize his luck? Zhao Wujiang thought in his heart, he quietly looked at Xu Jingzong, and found that Xu Jingzong's expression was as usual, and there was nothing unusual.

Xu Jingzong, as the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, is not wrong to appear here, so does he know Yuan Tiangang's plan?

If I were Yuan Tiangang, how would I enter Zhaoling? Zhao Wujiang substituted himself into Yuan Tiangang and thought about what he would do.

Either I forcibly break into Zhaoling, which is obviously impossible, has been ruled out.

Either I appeared at the moment when the passage opened, and took the lead in entering the Xuan Palace, looking for the bronze tripod or Tianshui, but Yuan Tiangang did not enter the Xuan Palace at the moment the passage opened.

Either I'll hide somewhere, enter this palace with everyone, and then see the opportunity.

If so, where would I be hiding? With the presence of the mausoleum guards, how can I hide so that I don't get discovered and enter smoothly?

Zhao Wujiang looked around, behind him were Xu Jingzong and Zhaolingwei and others, everyone in Zhaolingwei knew his identity, it should be impossible, not to mention that this would also be discovered by the mausoleum guards.

So where will I hide? Zhao Wujiang's eyes were dark, and then, he suddenly looked at Li Zhi's coffin.

If it is hidden in the emperor's coffin, no one will dare to offend the emperor's inspection!

Or rather, become the emperor!

Zhao Wujiang remembered that the last person Yuan Tiangang saw before "death" was Tian Youjiashen, the head of the Tai Hospital, who replaced Tian Youjiashen with his own spirit, and had not been discovered in the palace for many years.

And before Li Zhi died, the last person he saw was Yuan Tiangang except for the great eunuch Wen Yong, so Yuan Tiangang himself could also adopt the same method and replace Li Zhi with his own spirit!

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were like fog at this moment, the world in his eyes turned gray in an instant, and he looked at the four wrestlers and the coffin who knelt in front of Li Zhi's coffin.

At first glance, his heart chuckled for a moment.

In his eyes, the four wrestlers exuded a dark yellow aura of luck, and inside the coffin, Gaozong Li Zhi, who looked serene, had a vast purple gold qi in his body.

Li Zhi is already dead, and his luck has leaked out, how can he have such purple and gold luck?

Four wrestlers should be four Tiangang, and Yuan Tiangang didn't just bring a Tiangang to Chang'an.

Sure enough, Yuan Tiangang swallowed Li Zhi's spiritual ...... Zhao Wujiang grabbed Wang Yifang's wrist next to him, and his qi machine protected Wang Yifang's body.

Just when Wang Yifang looked at Zhao Wujiang in surprise, Zhao Wujiang saw Li Zhi in the coffin suddenly open his eyes, grinned, and showed a penetrating smile.

"Big brother, retreat!"

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