Chapter 425: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor

The Tomb of the Dragon Emperor is quite easy to find. After all, the Tomb of the First Emperor has been discovered in the previous life. It is located at the northern foot of Mount Li, 5,000 meters east of Lintong District, Xi'an City, a 5A scenic spot.

Even if there is any deviation in this world, it will not be too far away.

Besides, Zhang Ziyu is a Taoist disciple. He has learned a few tricks from Uncle Jiu. He still knows something like "Looking for dragons and dividing gold, look at the mountains, and each layer of entanglement is a level of barrier."

Uncle Jiu:?

Zhang Ziyu quietly entered China and rushed directly to the location of the Tomb of the Dragon Emperor.

It took about a day for Zhang Ziyu to arrive at the suburbs full of yellow sand.

Yellow sand is everywhere, and the hills are low.

Zhang Ziyu looked at the scene in front of him, closed his eyes, and radiated his mental power. The surrounding situation instantly entered his perception.

The Dragon Emperor was cursed and died. Thousands of years have passed. The evil power has been accumulating. It is faster to perceive this thing than to find dragons and divide gold.

As expected, it didn't take long for Zhang Ziyu to feel a strong dark force.

He followed the force and came directly to a loess hill.

"You have been a figure for thousands of years, but you are still tricked by a woman. No, Lao Qin."

Zhang Ziyu sighed, as if he was not here to trick the Dragon Emperor this time.

His mind moved, and a ray of light hit the ground in his hand.

Transfiguration was used instantly, and the whole land changed drastically at a great speed. A corridor suddenly appeared under Zhang Ziyu's feet.

The corridor led directly to the underground palace. Zhang Ziyu stepped in. The dull air and dim environment made people feel particularly cramped.

Of course, what made Zhang Ziyu most uncomfortable was the twisted and painful souls in the clay sculptures.

These terracotta warriors were not made by craftsmen, but the witch Ziyuan cursed all the main soldiers of the Qin State into immortal clay sculptures.

For thousands of years, under such a curse and torture, you can imagine how twisted the souls of the soldiers in these clay sculptures would be.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, it's time to go."

The white light on Zhang Ziyu's body intertwined with the Buddha's light, and the light fell gently on the Terracotta Warriors like a veil.

Instantly, the Terracotta Warriors in the Dragon Emperor's Tomb began to tremble, and the entire Dragon Emperor's Tomb also trembled, as if there was an earthquake.

Zhang Ziyu was unmoved, and the light on his body continued to spread, and as he continued to go deeper, it spread to more Terracotta Warriors.

Among the Terracotta Warriors, phantoms gradually emerged, holding weapons, and their faces kept changing between distortion and peace.

Finally, as the light scattered, their expressions became more and more peaceful, and they opened their eyes to look at Zhang Ziyu with gratitude.

A soldier who woke up knelt on the ground and bowed to Zhang Ziyu silently.

One thousand, two thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand.

More and more ghosts of soldiers appeared in an underground palace, and they all knelt silently to Zhang Ziyu, pious and grateful.

It was unknown how long it had been before Zhang Ziyu spread his light throughout the underground palace, and liberated all the souls sealed in the Terracotta Warriors.

"Go, reincarnate, or dissipate. It's enough to have suffered for so many years."

Zhang Ziyu stopped liberating, and the faint light gradually converged, and he said to all the ghosts faintly.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers knelt down in unison, bowed their heads heavily, and then their figures gradually disappeared.

Zhang Ziyu didn't know whether the reincarnation of this world was complete, but no matter how they got rid of the curse, it was a kind of happiness for them.

In fact, Zhang Ziyu had another choice, which was to use the Black Soul Monument to devour all the hundreds of thousands of ghosts.

The Black Soul Monument can enhance energy efficiency by devouring souls, but Zhang Ziyu is not a vicious person.

He is not a purely good person, but he is not a bad person either.

Some things are really something you should do and something you should not do.

The ghosts dispersed, and the strong will power enveloped Zhang Ziyu, and was absorbed by him. His spiritual sea of ​​consciousness expanded a little bit, which made him chuckle.

He did something, and the ghosts did something too. Every bite and every drink was determined by heaven.

He strolled to the center of the underground palace, and the carriage stood in the middle of all the terracotta warriors.

The four-passenger frame, cast in bronze, was the chariot galloping on the battlefield.

There was a driver and a bronze coffin on the chariot. The driver looked slightly distorted. He was a clay sculpture, driving the chariot.

Just now, the ghosts were saved, but the frame did not move.

In the coffin, it was not the Dragon Emperor, but the driver. The strong dark power gathered in the small pottery figurine, which was very powerful, even more powerful than Imhotep.

"Clang"

Suddenly, the sound of drawing a sword sounded, and a woman in black behind Zhang Ziyu came with a sword, and the tip of the sword was aimed at Zhang Ziyu's back.

Zhang Ziyu smiled, and with a thought, the sword broke apart, and the woman flew backwards.

He turned slowly and looked at the woman.

The woman looked no more than 20 years old, with black clothes and long hair, and she looked okay. She looked at Zhang Ziyu angrily.

"You want to guard the tomb of the Dragon Emperor with just one sword. Does it mean your mother is stupid or you are stupid?"

Although he had never met the woman, the only one who could appear here and kill people without explanation was Guo Lin, the daughter of the witch Ziyuan and the general Guo Ming.

Back then, the Dragon Emperor unified the six kingdoms, learned the five elements magic, and his civil and military skills and even his personal cultivation had reached a peak.

So the Dragon Emperor began to seek immortality, and then he looked for the famous witch Ziyuan to find the art of immortality for him.

The art of immortality is not in the Central Plains, but in the remote Tibetan areas.

So Ziyuan needed to go to the ancient library to read the classics. The First Emperor could not go there in person, so he appointed his most trusted general Guo Ming to go with him.

Originally, it was a business trip to perform official duties. Although the place was a little far and the time was a little long, if the work was done well, it would be rewarded.

But Guo Ming, the cadre, could not stand the test and had an affair with the witch Ziyuan.

If he could not stand the test, then there would be a big problem.

Before the departure, the Dragon Emperor said that Ziyuan was the woman he liked. Now his subordinates did something to Ziyuan. What about you to develop an action movie from an island country?

There was no way. He did something he shouldn't have done and stood on the opposite side of the Dragon Emperor.

Either they died or the Dragon Emperor died, which led to Ziyuan's curse on the Dragon Emperor.

In the end, the Dragon Emperor was cursed by Ziyuan and turned into a monster and sealed in a clay sculpture.

And Guo Ming was torn to pieces by the Dragon Emperor in front of Ziyuan, and he died as dead as he could be.

And this Guo Lin is Guo Ming's posthumous daughter. She and Zi Yuan enjoyed the Fountain of Youth and gained immortality until now. She was ordered by her mother Zi Yuan to guard the Dragon Emperor's tomb and prevent the Dragon Emperor from having any chance of resurrection.

She has lived for two or three thousand years, not to mention that she has no power at all, and there is only one person guarding the tomb.

That's it?

You still want to stop the Dragon Emperor from resurrecting?

"What do you want to do? The Dragon Emperor cannot appear in the world, otherwise there will be disasters."

Zhang Ziyu's words revealed that he knew him, which made Guo Lin extremely uneasy, and she spoke out to stop him.

Zhang Ziyu snorted and said, "The suffering of the people sounds good, but when your mother cursed and killed hundreds of thousands of innocent soldiers, did she think of this?"

Guo Lin's face turned pale, and she could not find a reason to refute: "She, she had no choice"

"Forget it, it's useless to talk to you, just live in the world under an assumed name. I have taken this Dragon Emperor, and your words are useless."

Zhang Ziyu waved his hand, and the terracotta driver driving the chariot was taken by Zhang Ziyu. Guo Lin lightly tapped her hand and used magic to change her shape and throw her out of the underground palace.

He strode out of the underground palace, stood on the sand dunes, and chanted the magic he got from the Sun Golden Sutra: "Yellow sand covers, returns to dust."

Endless yellow sand suddenly rose up, like a rolling wave, covering the entire area again.

After doing this, Zhang Ziyu did not stop, and drew runes in the air, and a large number of runes flew out and sank into the yellow sand veins.

The runes evolved from magic and Taoist talismans, interfering with the secrets of heaven, hiding this place, and not letting ordinary people easily discover it. With the power he injected, it is enough to last for a hundred years.

"War is not enough, wait until the peaceful world to let future generations see the appearance of the Qin army."

After doing all this, Zhang Ziyu summoned the Ten Thousand Bones Sword to fly and flew southwest.

Only in the Tibetan temple on the Himalayas can the Eye of Shangri-La illuminate the way to the Fountain of Youth, which is the real Fountain of Youth.