The stone gate slowly opened, and a path with no end in sight appeared, as if the end of this path was an abyss in the endless underground.

The kings all set their eyes on Li Xuandu and Ili Khan, who opened the stone gate.

Li Xuandu said: "This is the road to the cave, although the cave is a small world independent of the outside, but the relationship with the present world is like the relationship between the tree and the fruit, there must be a substantial connection between the two, this road is the fruit stalk that connects the branch and the fruit." ”

Li Xuandu did not speak to the kings, but explained it to the Iri Khan.

Ili Khan was silent for a moment, and then said to the kings and the Nayans: "I will go in with the messengers, and the rest will remain in the Golden Horde, and if anything happens, it will be decided by the kings and the clans." ”

No one objected, so Irihan and Li Xuan walked to the stone gate together, and the moment they passed through the stone gate, they seemed to have passed through an invisible barrier and came to a strange environment. If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely not be able to feel these subtle differences, and only the great masters of the Heaven and Human Realm who communicated with heaven and earth could detect it, because the heaven and earth had indeed changed, and the bridge between heaven and earth had been forcibly interrupted. However, for a top-notch pure martial artist like Irihan, this effect was almost none, because the human immortals never carried the vitality of heaven and earth, but only relied on their own blood qi.

The length of this secret path was beyond the expectations of Li Xuandu and Ili Khan, and it was obviously used by the magic means of Sumeru mustard seeds, which had transcended the meaning of the length of the present world, and Li Xuandu and Ili Khan were afraid that there would be some traps and prohibitions in it, so it was difficult to fly and fly, so they could only walk on foot, so it was destined to be a long journey.

In the process, the two discover that the walls on the left and right sides are carved with many patterns that seem to tell one story after another.

After about half an hour, Irihan suddenly spoke: "This is the history of the Golden Horde, and these murals record the history of our Golden Horde for hundreds of years, from its rise to the present. ”

Li Xuandu also noticed that most of the murals depicted the scenes of war, and said: "The history of the Golden Horde is a history of war. ”

"Yes. Ili Khan said: "However, it cannot simply be regarded as a war between the Golden Horde and the Great Wei Dynasty, but a war between the steppe and the Central Plains, a war between nomadism and farming. Over the past several hundred years, how many people from the grasslands have jumped on their horses and raised their whips, and how many people from the Central Plains have been stubborn and stubborn? How many people have died in the process of going south, defending the frontiers, going on expeditions to the north, and negotiating peace? Can you imagine? This is a war between two nations, a war between two races, a war between us and you, this is not something that any emperor or saint can stop and reverse, it is foreseeable that this war will not stop because of the arrival of the messenger, nor will it stop because of the death of the old Khan, it will only continue until one of them is completely defeated and admits defeat. ”

Li Xuan didn't refute it. Because he was not a messenger of peace, but a messenger who wanted to bring disaster and chaos to the royal court, he just needed a layer of cover to cover up his true intentions.

Compared with Mingli Khan or Yaomu Khan, or even Xiao Yan and Naijan Khan, the realm of Ili Khan is obviously higher, this realm is not cultivation, but ideological, or it can be called a "pattern", otherwise the old Khan would not think that Ili Khan is the best heir in addition to blood.

Irihan continued: "In the long run, the Golden Horde does not have a great chance of winning, the Golden Horde against the Central Plains, the biggest weapon is 'barbarism', the bitter cold climate of the steppe endows the Golden Horde people with a savage physique and spirit, they are more belligerent than the Central Plains, coupled with the decline of the Central Plains, so in the past many years, the Golden Horde has formed a military advantage over the Central Plains with a numerical inferiority. But with the attack on the Central Plains, the Golden Horde people are also under the influence of the Central Plains people, they are gradually abandoning barbarism, learning from the Central Plains people, other people's things, always someone else's, the Golden Horde people discarded what they are best at, to learn other people's things, and then use other people's things to compete with others, how can they win?"

Li Xuandu smiled and asked, "Does this also include Ili Khan?"

Irihan sighed, "Of course, this is undoubtedly the greatest irony, so I don't want to be a Great Khan." To be honest, I don't like Batu Khan, he's too brutal and too savage, and there's no courtesy to speak of. But this is exactly what the Golden Horde people should look like, our ancestors are like this, and they established the Golden Horde with this, and whether it is the Mingli Khan I support, or the Naijhorn Khan who has always won me over, although they are the appearance of the Golden Horde, what is the difference between them and the nobles of the Central Plains? Can they beat the nobles of the Central Plains by learning from the nobles of the Central Plains?"

Li Xuandu said: "If all the kings of the Golden Horde have the insight of Iri Khan, then the Central Plains is in danger. ”

Ili Khan was about to speak, when he suddenly stopped and looked at a mural, Li Xuandu followed Iri Khan's gaze, the content of the mural was: a tall altar, a man lying on the altar, as if a sacrifice to heaven livestock.

Irihan's lips pursed, his face was cold and handsome, and after a long while, he said, "This man is Old Khan." It seems that the national teacher has long expected today, no, it should not be called an expectation, but it was premeditated. ”

Iri Khan stopped to stare at the mural for a long time, and continued to walk, but the rest of the journey was without the mural, and it was not long before the long road finally came to an end.

At the end of the city is a city, an underground city without the slightest light.

However, for Li Xuandu and Ili Khan, nocturnal vision was just ordinary, and the two saw the almost completely collapsed city walls and the streets overgrown with wild grass. On both sides of the street, most of the houses have collapsed, leaving only mottled marks

Traces of broken walls.

Li Xuandu found that this city was somewhat similar to the royal court outside, but it was also a little different.

Il-Khan recognized the origin of this city before Li Xuandu and said, "This is the former site of the royal court. ”

Li Xuandu said: "I went to the old site of the royal court on the way to the royal court. ”

"It's not the same. Ili Khan said: "When the Great Wei army captured the royal court, except for Yanyunguan, the entire royal court was almost completely destroyed, and the current site of the royal court is rebuilt, which is the real royal court ruins." I didn't expect to be moved here by the national teacher, it's incredible. ”

Li Xuandu said: "I don't think it's the power of the national teacher alone. ”

Irihan agreed: "It's not even the power of a generation, I don't know how many generations of shamanism took to get to this scale. ”

The ruins of the city resemble a tomb.

Li Xuandu said: "I'm curious, since Yanyunguan has not been destroyed and is still well left in the outside world, what will be in the location of Yanyunguan in this royal court ruins?"

Irihan raised his hand and pointed, "Just look at it." ”

The two of them walked into the ruins of the city, walking along the streets, in the ruins, there were no ghosts or dangers, it seemed that they were simply ruins.

The two of them quickly walked to the location where Yanyunguan was, and to Li Xuandu's surprise, there was no Yanyunguan here, only a high altar with steps on all sides, ninety-nine eighty-one, plus the highest floor of the altar, which should be three hundred and sixty-five days.

Compared to the surrounding ruin, the altar stands out as it is so "new", spotless, and without the slightest trace of time, as if it had just been built.

Both Ili Khan and Li Xuan looked up at the altar, each silent.

After a moment, Irihan spoke, "It seems familiar. ”

Li Xuandu said: "It is the same as the altar in the old Khan's golden tent. ”

"It's the same. Ili Khan whispered to himself and stepped up the steps, followed by Li Xuandu.

Above the altar stood a man, looking majestically at the two men.

Although the man had become so small that he could not see the person standing on the altar when he looked up from below the altar, the man's face did not change.

The old man looked at the two of them and asked, "Yiri, envoy of the Central Plains, why are you here?"

Li Xuan didn't speak.

Irihan's face was still cold and handsome, but his eyes showed anger, and he said, "You are not Old Khan. ”

Standing in front of Li Xuandu and Ili Khan at this time was the dead Golden Horde Khan, who had been resurrected in this dead city.