Gu Luo walked into the imperial mausoleum.

Many cultivators have entered the imperial tomb.

This is the first time in a thousand years that a practitioner has entered here, and the important meaning is self-evident.

Gu Meng stopped in a long corridor, turned to look behind him, time passed little by little, but he didn't see the second cultivator appear.

Although he was the first to come in, it was impossible that he hadn't been able to see anyone after coming in for so long, so why was this happening?

Gu Meng silently took out a cyan talisman from his arms, clamped it between his fingertips, and with a slight thought, the cyan talisman burned, and then a wisp of green smoke floated out, dissipating under Gu Ming's nose, and failed to float out.

Before entering the Imperial Tomb, Ah Sang had a premonition that things would not be so simple, so he specially instructed Gu Meng to find her, so he lit this cyan talisman, but now, this method cannot be used in the Imperial Tomb.

Then there is only one explanation, that is, everyone walks into the imperial tomb, and they are isolated.

Otherwise, so many cultivators, even if they were randomly assigned to a certain place in the Imperial Tomb, they should be able to find each other.

So is the place you are in the real world?

The emperor's mausoleum runs through the east and west, across the north and south, hidden in the mountains, of course, it is a real world, but whether he is in the emperor's mausoleum or not, I am afraid it is not easy to say.

The Da Neng Cave Mansion that I entered in the Xian Mall before is also wonderful enough, and there is a feeling like the real world in the cave, but it is not real after all, so it will reveal a lot of weirdness.

And what about the current one?

Gu Meng shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, just held the candle bead casually, and set his eyes on this road.

This road is very long, you can't see the end at a glance, the whole body is made of white jade, and I don't know where the light source comes from, anyway, standing in the road, it is no different from daytime.

Gu Meng looked up, and the top of the corridor was also white jade, but it was very high, about a few zhang away from the ground, this arrangement did not give people a sense of oppression at all, but a little empty.

After waiting in place for a while, to make sure that no one would come behind him, Gu Meng raised his feet and walked forward.

The road is straight, and I keep moving forward, and I don't know when I will be able to finish it.

Gu Meng silently calculated the time as he walked, and after about half an hour, he stopped on the side of the road.

There is still no end in sight in front of you, but there are already some patterns on these corridors on the side.

The jade is very white, and these patterns engraved on the jade are carved with a red pen, so they are very eye-catching.

Gu Luo stood in front of the jade and raised his eyes.

As soon as he lost his mind, a grassland appeared in front of him.

He stood in the middle of the grassland, and on either side of him were two cavalry armies, one of which was neatly looked and the armor was very fine, and the cavalry on the other side looked a little poor.

Not only are the war horses not as good as the army on the other side, but many people are not wearing armor, if the opposite side is a battle-hardened cavalry, then these people here are like bandits who have been put together temporarily.

Just as he was judging which of the two cavalry would emerge victorious, the war began as the trumpet sounded.

The war horse rushed forward, and the shouts of killing sounded.

Gu Ming, who was standing in the middle of the grassland, felt the earth-shattering shout, and was a little overwhelmed.

A moment later, the two cavalry armies had already come into contact, the sound of the war knife cutting into the flesh and blood sounded, the sound of the war horse colliding, Gu Ming, who was in it, seemed to not exist, the war horse passed through his body, and met the enemy's war horse.

Even in front of Gu Ming's eyes, the two horsemen both fell off their horses, and then fought on the ground. The two horsemen brandished their swords, back and forth.

Moments later, one of them stabbed another in the chest, but the man didn't stop, but went on for the other enemy.

Gu Meng looked at the cavalry who had fallen to the ground and frowned.

The horseman had not yet taken his breath, and his eyes were staring at the sky, as if there was a strong unwillingness.

Gu Meng looked at his hand, and held the knife in his hand tightly.

What are you fighting for?

Gu Meng wanted to ask a question, but found that no sound came from his mouth.

He watched the horseman lose his breath, and then turned his head to see that what had just happened was happening in many places on the grassland, and one of the horsemen of this side had killed the horsemen of that side, but before he could do anything, he was killed by another horseman of that side.

Then the horsemen of this side killed the horsemen of the other side.

Things like this happen all the time, and no one can stop them.

Gu Meng looked at this scene, and didn't know why, but he felt a lot of sadness in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the fight gradually subsided, and there were many, many fewer people who could still stand on the battlefield than before.

Although it was also a pyrrhic victory.

Gu Meng has read a lot of history books, and he has never seen a few battles with such a disparity in the history books, but the weaker side won.

Is this something that really happened?

So when did it happen?

Gu Ming, who gave birth to this thought, was dark in front of him, as if something was blocking his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he returned to the corridor.

The piece of jade in front of me is depicted in the grassland.

He took a few steps forward and found several adjacent pieces of jade, on which the scene depicted was a complete event.

It's the steppe war.

Gu Meng thought for a moment and continued to walk forward.

In this steppe war, the final depiction of jade depicts the corpses of those horsemen on horses and robes, heading towards the sunset.

With infinite grandeur.

Gu Meng took a step forward and looked up at another piece of jade.

Sure enough, as soon as he came out of his mind, he was no longer in the corridor.

At this moment, he is under a city.

It was another battle, and an even more tragic siege.

If the battle of the grassland just now was a relatively fair battlefield between the two sides, then this siege is not the case.

The other party is in the city, and these people are under the city.

The location where Gu Meng appeared, in front of the tent of the besieging troops, here, he could see the soldiers in the distance in front of him who tried to climb the city wall with a ladder but were knocked down by huge stones.

Countless soldiers fell from outside the high city walls, and even when they died, the sound of sacks rolling down was palpitating to hear.

Gu Meng couldn't bear to look at it, and turned his head to look at the Chinese military tent.

There were some generals in armor who were arguing fiercely, and as for what the content was, Gu Meng heard it, but he couldn't remember it clearly, and he couldn't write it down.

He was like a kid who didn't understand anything, listening to the adults arguing, but he didn't know what it was.

Although he couldn't hear clearly, he could feel the anxious emotions of those generals, and even the fighting spirit and confidence in their eyes.

There is no doubt that this time they are still the weaker side, but I don't know why, looking at them, I think they will win in the end.

Gu Meng sighed, but suddenly saw a young soldier leading a horse walking by his side.

The young man looked no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, with a childish face, but there was no fear here, and his eyes were very determined.

Gu Luo looked at the young man, and suddenly saw many old people and women in the tent behind him.

Isn't this a battlefield?

Isn't this the Shura field where people are going to die at every turn?

How so?

Gu Meng raised his feet and walked towards the tents.

It was finally confirmed that the tent behind it was occupied by old people, women, and children.

There was everything in the tent.

Was this army originally moving across the country or from one tribe to another?

Because there is home behind you, so you can move forward?

But what kind of predicament did they have to bring their families together?

It's a war!

Gu Meng was shocked.

Have these things really happened in history?

I don't know, because there is no one in the history books.

At this time, the soldiers behind him, finally some of them climbed to the top of the city, and then the second, and then the third......

In this battle, they still won.

Soon, the defenders on the tower were all dead.

The gates of the city were opened, and countless people poured in.

The tents were dismantled, and the women and the old men set out, but they did not enter the city immediately, but many of the women were walking in front of the city, and when they came somewhere, some of them fell down and began to weep bitterly.

This kind of thing is happening in front of the city all the time.

Whose father, whose husband, and whose son are these dead?

The cruelty of war is far from being something that can be clearly explained by a few words in the history books.

Gu Luo's mind was completely brought into it, and he really wanted to know where this army, or tribe, would go all the way?

Or somewhere, it will be completely annihilated.

Looking at the city in front of him, which was still emitting black smoke, Gu Meng closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he appeared in the corridor again.

On the jade in front of him was the last scene he saw.

He didn't hesitate and walked forward again.

With new jade, there is a new story.

This time, it was a war that caught my eye.

This time, the previous army was surrounded by countless soldiers in a city.

There are four city gates, four city walls, and in front of each city gate, there are tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of soldiers.

The flag is unfurled, and the sky and the earth are filled with despair.

Standing on the city tower, Gu Meng looked at a soldier in front of him.

His face was pale, his arms looked even more shocked, and his eyes were completely sunken.

He's dead.

But he wasn't killed.

He starved to death.

At this time, two equally weak soldiers came not far away, and stripped the dead soldier of his clothes, revealing his skinny body, and then someone slashed off his head with a knife.

The rest of the body was also cut into pieces and thrown into a large urn on the side.

A fire is lit under the urn.