Li Changqing asked Li Changan: "Do you know that our Li Tang royal family produced a peerless powerhouse three hundred years ago?" ”

"Brother Huang is talking about that Li Changfeng?" Li Changan thought about it and said hesitantly.

Li Changqing nodded and said, "I have seen some of his biographies in the royal library. ”

Li Changan said in a strange tone: "Brother Huang, there are very few records of Li Changfeng's affairs, and some of the records are different from each other, and some are forgotten in history, so when the royal family compiles the history of the characters, they don't count him." ”

"Why don't you count him in?" Li Changqing asked curiously.

"Maybe because his records at that time were too exaggerated, some books said that he swept all the masters in the world, some books said that he dared to call the heavenly immortals, and some books said that he had completed other people's lives in two years, but the martial arts about his practice, his deeds, and the evidence of various things about him have not been left, how can people believe it?" Li Changan told the story.

Li Changqing understood.

Li Changfeng's rise was too fast, the things he had done were too unbelievable, and he disappeared quickly.

It's like a shooting star, too gorgeous, but fleeting, and when people talk about it, no one believes it.

To figure this out, Li Changqing didn't ask.

Li Changqing didn't ask, but Li Changan remembered something and asked, "Brother Huang is very concerned about Li Changfeng's affairs?" ”

Li Changqing nodded.

"Then the imperial brother can go to Li Changfeng's cemetery to have a look." Li Changan said.

"He has a cemetery?" Li Changqing's eyes lit up and asked in surprise.

"Of course there is, no matter whether the things he did are true or not, he is of royal blood, and he will definitely be buried after death." Li Changan said.

"Where is his cemetery?" Li Changqing asked with concern.

"It's in the royal mausoleum, and the direct descendants of the Li Tang royal family are buried inside." Li Changan stretched out his hand and pointed to the west, where there was a west mountain, and the west mountain was the direction where the imperial tomb was located.

Li Changqing looked at Xishan with clear eyes, Li Changfeng's cemetery must be visited.

Li Changan saw Li Changqing's thoughts and said, "Brother Huang, don't have expectations. ”

"Why?" Li Changqing asked.

"Since Li Changfeng's matter is in doubt, there must be many people who have been to his cemetery, but none of them have gained anything, so it's no problem for the imperial brother to go and see, but don't have expectations." Li Changan explained.

Li Changqing nodded and said with a smile: "I'll take a look when I have time." ”

Li Changan said: "The imperial brother has been in the royal library for all these years, and he should go out for a walk and see the scenery outside, now his father has long passed away, and the Manchu Dynasty civil and military forces don't remember the things of the year, the royal brother can leave the royal library and be an idle prince, marry a wife and have children, and continue the bloodline." ”

Li Changqing smiled and waved his hand, rejecting Li Changan's proposal.

The idle prince has him comfortable now?

Marry a wife and have children?

Is it that the practice is not beautiful? Or is one not free? Why don't you want to marry a wife and have children?

He diverted the topic and continued to chat with Li Changan about other things, and when the time came to the afternoon, Li Changan was busy with affairs and got up to leave.

When he came, he was in poor spirits and full of depression, and when he left, he was full of energy and energy, and Li Changqing used the magnetic field around him to improve Li Changan's mental state during this time.

It's no wonder that Li Changan is in trouble, and likes to come to Li Changqing to chat and drink tea.

Seeing Li Changan leave, Li Changqing closed the door of the royal library and looked in the direction of Xishan.

There, there is Li Changfeng's cemetery.

He wanted to check it out.

Others don't believe Li Changfeng's things and think they are making things up, but Li Changqing believes it very much.

He had seen the dusty past.

So after Li Changqing closed the door, he immediately went to Xishan.

There is a dragon vein at the bottom of the west mountain, the feng shui is excellent, and it can overlook Chang'an and protect the Tang Dynasty, so it is designated as a mausoleum place.

The ancestors of the Li Tang royal family are buried here, so they are heavily guarded, and there is a team of soldiers who are specially guarded, ordinary people can not enter, that is, the descendants of the royal family, if they want to worship, they have to wait for the Qingming Festival every year.

But these people couldn't stop Li Changqing.

He just went in in front of the guards, and they couldn't see it.

The magnetic field was different, and Li Changqing distorted the picture they saw with their eyes, and walked in in a grand manner.

In the place of burial, the building is fragrant with birds and flowers, the scenery is pleasant, there are many steps along the way, and each good feng shui point has built a cemetery, some of them live in people, and some are still empty, waiting for future generations.

Everywhere you look, there are cemeteries all over the place, and they are cleanly maintained.

Li Changqing walked up the steps, but the Li royal clansmen along the way did not move him.

He was looking for Li Changfeng's cemetery.

"Three hundred years ago, that would have been far away." Thinking like this, Li Changqing immediately quickened his pace and came to the halfway up the mountain.

After searching here for a while, Li Changqing discovered Li Changfeng's cemetery.

Not on the only way to climb the mountain, to turn a long way, located in the corner, there is a small road in, here is empty all around, there are no neighbors, Li Changfeng's cemetery looks at the direction of Chang'an alone.

Li Changqing came to the tombstone of the cemetery, first bowed, and then saw that the fallen leaves were withered and yellow, and there was a lot of dust.

Located in the corner, there is no cemetery for descendants to worship, so there is no need to clean it carefully, and no one knows about it anyway.

Li Changqing waved his sleeves, his aura stirred, rolled up the dead leaves, swept away the dust, fluttered away, and the cemetery was immediately clean.

On the tombstone, Li Changqing saw Li Changfeng's three big characters.

He stretched out his hand to stroke it and muttered, "Could it be that Li Changfeng really died three hundred years ago?" ”

Li Changqing didn't believe this before, he vaguely felt that Li Changfeng was not dead, and should be somewhere in this world.

But now that he saw his cemetery and the weather-beaten tombstone, he didn't know whether to stick to his previous thoughts.

Li Changqing's Yuan Shen was very powerful, so he could sense that in the depths of this cemetery, there was a dry skeleton lying there.

It's not an empty cemetery, and it's not a mound of clothes.

Is Li Changfeng really dead?

Li Changqing frowned, he still felt that something was wrong.

But I can't tell what's wrong.

[Do you carefully wipe the tombstone and activate some dusty clips, do you watch it? ] 】

Suddenly, a line of words appeared in front of Li Changqing's eyes.

His talent was activated again, and it was a dusty fragment again.

Li Changqing remembered the shock of watching Li Changfeng's clip last time, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice, and decisively agreed to watch it.

Rumble!

In the next second, the world in front of Li Changqing's eyes shattered, and he crashed headlong into three hundred years ago.

A mourning hall appeared in front of his eyes, and the sounds of some people's cries, some people's discussions, some gongs and drums, and some chanting echoed in his ears.

Li Changqing was shocked in his heart, and carefully looked at this mourning hall.

He had a good eye, standing outside the door, and he could see a spiritual seat in the center of the lobby against the time.

A name is written on the spiritual throne in gilded letters.

Li Changfeng!