Xu Qi'an took Hengyuan back to Xu's mansion and ordered his subordinates to clean the guest room and take the master to live.

Hengyuan can stay in Xufu, which is undoubtedly a huge guarantee for Xu Qi'an and Xufu's family. There is the holy daughter of Tianzong, the little black skin of southern Xinjiang, and a monk who hides relics.

The guard strength of the Xu Mansion is actually terrifying, far stronger than the mansions of most princes and nobles.

Hengyuan clasped his hands together and said, "I'm disturbed." ”

After speaking, he went to the outer courtyard with his subordinates. . .

Although he is a monk, he is a man after all, and it is inconvenient to live in the inner courtyard, and there are too many female dependents in the inner courtyard.

Under the leadership of his subordinates, Hengyuan entered a secluded room on the edge.

He didn't feel that this was slacking off at all, but was pleased with Xu Qi'an's intimacy, Hengyuan needed a room that was quiet enough for him to read the scriptures in the morning and evening.

After cleaning the room simply, Hengyuan folded his hands and thanked his subordinates.

When the next person left, he was about to close the door and meditate, when he suddenly saw a small head poking out of the door, and his dark eyes looked at him with a little curiosity.

Hengyuan smiled and said gently: "Little donor." ”

He knew this girl, she was Xu Qi'an's younger sister, and Hengyuan had also been to Xu's mansion several times.

"Do you want to come to my house too?" asked Xu Lingyin.

"Excuse me. Hengyuan's apologetic expression.

Xu Lingyin crossed the threshold, took out a piece of unbroken pastry from his pocket, tilted his face, and offered it with both hands: "Give it to you." ”

What a sensible and kind child......... Hengyuan showed a touching smile, took the pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, feeling that the taste was a little weird.

Xu Lingyin ran out happily, and not long after, she ran in with a wilted orchid in her hand, with soil at her roots.

Hengyuan looked at the girl with some confusion, and said in his heart that after sending the pastries, do you still want to send flowers, Lord Xu's young sister is too enthusiastic and sensible.

Xu Lingyin frowned and said distressedly:

"I was playing outside just now, and I knocked over my mother's beloved flower, and I'm going to be beaten again. Uncle, you just say that you knocked over well, you are a guest, my mother will not beat you. ”

Hengyuan said helplessly: "The monks don't speak. ”

Xu Lingyin tilted his face unconsciously: "What do you mean?" ”

Hengyuan gently explained: "You just can't lie." ”

Xu Lingyin was crying and said, "Then you give me back the pastry, I hid it in my shoes for three days, and I didn't want to eat it.........."

......... Hengyuan is stunned.

................

Back in the study, Huaiqing and Li Miaozhen were still waiting, and the two outstanding beauties with different appearances sat quietly, the atmosphere was not dignified, but it was not relaxed.

Seeing Xu Qi'an cross the threshold, Huaiqing's reaction was even greater than Li Miaozhen's, and he got up quickly, and his skirt fluttered quickly.

paused violently in front of Xu Qi'an, staring at him tightly with autumn-like eyes, he wanted to speak several times and stopped, trying his best to control the stability of his voice:

"Yes, who is it?"

"It's not him. Xu Qi'an shook his head, paused for a few seconds, and added in a low voice: "It's him." ”

Two answers, two hes, correspond to two portraits.

Huaiqing's face froze suddenly, her beautiful face turned uncontrollably pale, and her blood receded little by little, she seemed to be unable to accept this fact, a huge dizziness struck, and her body shook and she was about to fall.

Xu Qi'an hugged her waist and sighed: "Your Highness, mourn ........."

"This palace is fine, this palace is fine........ Huaiqing pushed a few times, leaning softly on his shoulder, and his shoulders trembled.

Xu Qi'an wanted to hug the beauty in his arms, but considering that she was not Lin'an, he just hugged her lightly and lent his solid chest and broad shoulders to His Royal Highness the eldest daughter.

Li Miaozhen, who didn't know the truth, was stunned, and said in her heart, what do you want to do......... What do you want to do in front of me?

This process didn't last long, and after Huaiqing cried a little, he quickly suppressed his inner emotions, left Xu Qi'an's arms, and said softly: "This palace is out of shape." ”

Li Miaozhen asked like a needle: "What the hell is going on." ”

Xu Qi'an glanced at Huaiqing, and seeing that she didn't object, he explained to the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Sect: "The one under the dragon vein is not the head of the Earth Sect, but the first emperor. ”

First Emperor?!

Li Miaozhen's face was instantly sluggish, she slowly opened her mouth wide, her beautiful eyes widened, and Xu Qi'an's words echoed repeatedly in her mind, and after a long time, she heard herself muttering and asking:

"How is that possible!"

"It's the Emperor Xian who really has an obsession with immortality, and it's hard for me to believe it, but maybe that's the case. Xu Qi'an sighed again.

The first emperor's physical condition is actually not good, although he is a fake death, but the diagnosis of the heavenly warlock will not be wrong, that is, the first emperor is obsessed with women and has hollowed out his body.

This point is also very clear in the history books, and the words "Joan of Arc and Good Woman" explain everything.

His own body knows best, so the first emperor had a desire for cultivation and immortality. But because of the rule that those who are blessed with luck cannot live forever, they can only suppress this desire in the bottom of their hearts.

It wasn't until the head of the Earth Sect came to the capital that after that, there must have been some secrets that outsiders did not know, which changed the understanding of the first emperor and made him see the possibility of immortality.

It took Li Miaozhen a long time to digest the news, and refuted again and again:

"Impossible, the first emperor is not a disciple of the Dao Sect, the first emperor is not even a martial artist, and the existence you see in the underground dragon vein is so powerful that it makes you tremble. ”

Huaiqing's eyes were slightly red, and he took a deep breath:

There is no causal relationship between the two, the first emperor is an ordinary person, but it does not mean that he is not talented, among the members of the royal family, all the princes who are qualified to compete for the throne will take concubines early and spread out for the royal family. Because whether there are children or not is one of the important criteria for competing for the crown prince.

"Even, if the prince is obsessed with martial arts, it will cause the emperor and the princes to be disgusted. Addicted to martial arts, where does he get the energy to deal with government affairs. Father......... He has been obsessed with monasticism for 20 years, and there have been many criticisms from the government and the opposition, which is the best example. ”

The meaning of this sentence is that if you want to be an emperor, you have to give up your cultivation, after all, people have limits.

The first emperor chose the throne, but it doesn't mean that he is not talented.

In the past 20 years, he has been like a moth, lying on the national fortune of Dafeng, knocking on the bones and sucking the marrow, squeezing the people's fat and people's ointment, even if it is a pig, so many resources are fed, and he will be fed to Marshal Tianpeng.

What's more, according to the current situation, the talent of the first emperor is not weak.

Li Miaozhen was speechless for a while, she didn't know what she thought, she was shocked, and said in a lost voice: "Where is the body of King Zhenbei?!"

Xu Qi'an and Huaiqing glanced at each other, not understanding why she was so excited: "What's wrong?"

The body of King Zhenbei was torn apart, and the dead could not die again, and in the Chuzhou case, no one cared at all about what to do with the body of a prince.

The Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Sect slowly stood up, swept over the two of them with an extremely frightened gaze, and said:

"One qi and three clears, one for three people, three people for one, as long as they don't completely kill the three doppelgangers, then they won't die. What died was only the qi and blood accumulated over the years, and only one-third of the Yuan Shen died. ”

Xu Qi'an and Huaiqing's faces changed greatly.

.............

Sangbo, the rebuilt Yongzhen Mountain and River Temple.

Yuan Jing, dressed in a black background and embroidered with gold silk thread brocade robes, stood in front of the statue of the founding emperor with his hands in his hands, squinting and looking at him.

He was over fifty years old, but with his ruddy face, dark hair, and straight posture, he looked no more than forty years old.

"Gaozu, you established the Dafeng Dynasty, condensed the luck of the Central Plains, and advanced to the first grade. At its peak, even the Witch God Sect could only pinch its nose and admit it. ”

"Wuzong, you overthrew the rotten lineage, won the approval of Confucianism, ascended the throne as the emperor, and promoted to the first grade. After the great prosperity of Confucianism, even Buddhism could only retreat to the Western Regions. ”

"In the six hundred years since the founding of Dafeng, apart from the two of you, there has been no martial artist. But no matter how powerful you were during your lifetime, you dominated the four seas, and after a hundred years, you will eventually have a handful of loess. Emperor Yuan Jing's eyes were calm, and his tone was determined:

"And I'm going to be the first immortal emperor of Dafeng, soon, soon........"

............

The boundary of the capital, the Fulong Mountains.

Overlooking from the sky, the Fulong Mountains are like a sleeping dragon on the ground, this mountain Zhong Min Yu is beautiful, condensing the momentum of the earth's veins, and it is the best feng shui treasure land in the capital territory.

About 300 years ago, the emperors of that generation built a mausoleum here, and in the next 300 years, six emperors were buried in the Fulong Mountains, so the imperial mausoleum here is also called "Fengliu Mausoleum".

The first emperor was also buried here.

A group of four people secretly infiltrated the imperial mausoleum, avoided the "defense line" of the vulgar warriors with Si Tianjian and Confucian magic, passed through the buildings on the periphery of the imperial mausoleum, entered the mountain, and stopped outside the tomb of the first emperor.

They came here to do the final verification.

As the king of a country, fake death is not so simple, the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military, imperial doctors, and Si Tianjian will all make a confirmation. Since the first emperor was sent to the coffin, he was indeed dead at least at that time.

What the hell is going on, you have to go down to the tomb to find out.

Outside the mausoleum, Xu Qi'an tore off a page of Confucian spells, and said to the three beauties: "Hold me." ”

Zhong Li obediently hugged him from behind, Huaiqing and Li Miaozhen glanced at him and pressed their hands on his shoulders.

Is Senior Sister Zhong the most well-behaved, Huaiqing and Miaozhen have too strong personalities.......... Xu Qi'an muttered in his heart, without a pause in his mouth, burning the paper with a gas machine, and chanting:

"We are not outside the mausoleum, but inside the mausoleum gates. ”

The paper burned out, and a faint light enveloped the four of them and disappeared.

Zhong Li sacrificed a magic vessel made of night pearls, allowing it to emit a clear and clear glow, illuminating the dark interior of the mausoleum.

Li Miaozhen glanced back and found that the four of them had only penetrated the gate of the mausoleum, and had not gone deep into the mausoleum, so he couldn't help frowning and said, "Why don't you just say that it is in the main tomb?"

With Confucian magic, is it too wasteful to enter only one door?

Although it was impossible for them to open the gate openly, let alone spend time digging the thief hole, Xu Qi'an could directly teleport to the main tomb.

Xu Qi'an complained: "You don't care about me at all." ”

Li Miaozhen: "???"

She quickly reacted that Confucian spells were meant to withstand backlash, and just by passing through a door, the effect of the spell backlash would be very light.

If you teleport directly to the main tomb and pass through various mechanisms in between, the difficulty on the way will be returned to the caster through counter-devouring.

Zhong Li took the lead in charging and said, "There are a total of twelve large mechanisms, seventy-two small mechanisms, and nine formations in the Tomb of the First Emperor.......... She introduced her as a few treasures, everyone follow me, don't walk around. ”

The planner and supervisor of the imperial tomb is Si Tianjian, and Zhong Li is a disciple of the supervisor, who is qualified to view the supervision drawings of the tomb of the first emperor.

"We're more dangerous with her........"

Li Miaozhen questioned in a low voice.

Xu Qi'an waved his hand: "It's okay, just follow her, there will be no accidents." ”

He put the jade pendant given by the supervisor into the fragment of the book from the ground, and now Xu Qi'an, the son of the plane is fully buffed, which is enough to offset the bad luck brought by the prophet.

There was no danger along the way, and under the leadership of Zhong Li, they successfully avoided the mechanism, cracked the formation, and the four finally arrived at the main tomb.

The gate of the main tomb was two tall stone doors, tightly closed, Xu Qi'an stopped, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"What's wrong?" Li Miaozhen looked back at him.

It's nothing, it's just like having Tomb Stress Disorder.......... Xu Qi'an used a complaining method to relieve his inner emotions, the body of the first emperor, it is impossible to return to the ancient tomb.

I hope I don't have the aura of bad luck that if I open the coffin, I will have a corpse.........

He took a deep breath, pressed his palms against the stone door, his muscles bulged, and pushed the stone door open with force.

The warrior crisis instinct did not warn!Xu Qi'an breathed a sigh of relief and entered the main tomb first.

Zhong Li holds the night pearl in the palm of his hand, and the clear and clear light illuminates the main tomb, illuminating the columns, clay figurines, utensils and other burial items.

Xu Qi'an looked at the center of the main tomb, which was based on dark jade, and placed a huge coffin made of sandalwood and trimmed with white jade.

Placing his palms on the coffin, waiting for a moment, and making sure that the powerful intuition did not warn, Xu Qi'an breathed a sigh of relief and slowly pushed the coffin away.

Inside the coffin is a normal-sized sandalwood coffin.

Opening the lid of the coffin, as Zhong Li approached, the scene in the coffin came into Xu Qi'an's eyes, and in the coffin covered with yellow silk, there was a dry skeleton lying there.

Li Miaozhen walked to the coffin, examined the dry bones, and thought of the information of the emperor collected before leaving, and said, "The height is similar." ”

He looked at his pubic bone again and said, "Man." ”

This, there are bones in the coffin, indicating that the first emperor really entered the coffin, not faked his death? Li Miaozhen frowned.

The scene in front of them was not what they expected, in their speculation, the first emperor first faked his death and was buried, and then quietly opened the coffin.

"Give me the pearl of the night. ”

Huaiqing stretched out her hand and took the illumination artifact from Zhong Li's palm, she did not shy away from the poisonous smell in the coffin, leaned over slightly, carefully examined the bones of the first emperor, and after a long time, she showed a sudden look:

"He is not the first emperor. ”

Xu Qi'an touched his chin: "What is your basis?"

According to the information collected, the first emperor was a person with sound limbs and no defects in his bones. The skeleton was also sound.

In this world where there is a lack of advanced equipment and it is impossible to detect DNA, it is almost impossible to identify yourself at a glance in Xu Qi'an's opinion.

Huaiqing held the night pearl with a complicated expression, and explained:

"His hands and feet have longer bones, longer than ordinary people, and he is a eunuch......... Eunuchs were purified when they were young, and when they reached adulthood, their bodies would be different from normal men, taller, but the proportions of their hands and feet would be slightly deformed, and they would be longer than normal men. ”

Xu Qi'an took a closer look and found that the arm bones of this corpse were indeed long.

What is the principle of this? Eh, she deserves to be the first female scholar in Dafeng........... Although I also have a lot of knowledge of autopsies, there were no eunuchs in my time..........

Xu Qi'an whispered: "So, there is nothing to doubt now." ”

The king of a country has good luck, and it is impossible for him to be taken away by outsiders, unless the person who takes it is also the emperor. In other words, the existence under the dragon vein could not be the head of the earth sect wearing the cloak of the first emperor.

At present, it has been proved that the bones of the first emperor are fake, so it is already a certainty that the first emperor is the mastermind behind the scenes.

Huaiqing didn't answer, and said a little lonely: "Let's go." ”

Xu Qi'an sighed, Yuan Jing is no longer Yuan Jing, maybe there was an accident when Nanyuan was hunting in the autumn, or it may be that when he suddenly cultivated twenty years ago, he had already changed people.

The specific method of operation, they do not know yet, but the conclusion is in front of them.

..........

Outside the Yan Capital.

The ground exploded into artillery craters, smoke billowed, and the corpses of the soldiers were strewn to the ground, blood seeping into the pitch-black dirt.

Nangong Qianrou leaned over and grabbed a handful of hot dirt, crimson blood spilling from her fingers.

The armor on his body was no longer bright, his face was no longer fair and delicate, and the swords were all over his body.

Wei Yuan's words before leaving flashed through his mind: If you don't want to retreat in three days, then the deadline is six days, and the sixth day, no matter what, you have to leave.

Today is the sixth day.

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PS: Ask for a monthly pass. Popular science knowledge: After the eunuch is cleaned, the body will become stronger and taller, the life span will become longer, and the bone development will show slight deformities, the most obvious feature is the strange length of the arm.........

So, if you want to live a long life, you might as well cut it forever!!