I saw Master Huanglong chanting the "Mantra of Rebirth" with his voice like a bell, and a loud ethereal sound echoed in the valley. Even if the 70,000 Detachments of Women were crying in unison, it could not cover up the slightest.

Including Princess Pingyang, Cui Yu, and Sima Shi, the three souls and seven spirits of all ghosts gradually separated and then shattered, scattered like snowflakes on Qianling Mausoleum, turning into blooming celestial cereals, which were particularly beautiful.

"This venerable, you are so cruel! Do you even have to get rid of your companions?" Sima Yi exclaimed.

"The donors don't know that everything in the world has karma. If the karma does not disappear, they will enter the cycle of reincarnation and suffer for generations. Only by using the "Mantra of Rebirth" to dissipate the karma of the dead souls, they can escape from the sea of ​​suffering and be reborn in the Pure Land. The karma of these 70,000 souls is extraordinary. It has consumed more than a thousand years of cultivation. In addition, the remaining ones on me were only more than a hundred years of practice in my body."

Sima Yi sneered: "The words are indeed pleasant to say, but in a certain opinion, you just don't want these souls to fall into the hands of the Ten Palaces, so that Taoism can get more incense!"

Huang Long smiled bitterly and said, "People in the world think that they are well-informed and intelligent, but they do not know that the world is so big and the universe is so vast, and that they are just self-righteous frogs in the well."

After saying that, he took Sima Yi and slowly landed on the ground and disappeared in front of Xue Li's tomb.

After passing through the narrow dark corridor, the two finally walked into the Qianling Mausoleum.

Zen Master Huanglong used his magical powers and a ray of Buddha's light spread out from his body. Although it was not bright, it was enough to make people see everything in the tomb.

The two of them have a foothold of about 1,000 square meters, which is not very large. They have carved beams and painted buildings, which has a unique world.

On both sides and on the bluestone slabs on the top, exquisite murals are embossed, which are probably the great achievements of Wu Hu throughout his life, as well as the emotional stories of her and Emperor Gaozong, both true and false. Although after years of baptism, the colors on the murals have faded, they are still very shocking, which makes people sigh at the strength and charm of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Facing the Zen Master Huanglong and Sima Yi, is a giant stone door carved with a divine dragon pattern. The tomb bricks around the stone door are slightly different from others. In addition to the more delicate texture, the gaps between each brick and stone are poured with iron, making this wall airtight and stronger.

"It seems that this is just the outer layer of the tomb chamber. Empress Wu's coffin should be behind the stone gate!" Zen Master Huanglong said, stepping out and stepping a bluestone slab into the ground a few centimeters.

"Sure enough, there is an organ!"

Huang Long said lightly, dodging the crossbow arrows shot from all directions like a wandering in the garden, and then used the Buddha's light to dispel the deadly poison gas. Then he slashed more than a dozen rushing cars and came to the front of the Shenlong Jumen.

Sima Yi said: "After all, it is a human tomb, and the mechanisms set up are simply not worth mentioning in front of the Venerable."

"No!" said Zen Master Huanglong: "Those mechanisms deal with mortals like Huang Chao and Wen Tao. The ones behind are the advanced mechanisms of Qianling."

Before Huanglong finished speaking, he saw the dragon on the giant gate suddenly opened his eyes and climbed quickly on the door, covering up the door knocker.

Huang Long smiled and said, "This is a trick of Li Chunfeng's design. Although it is exquisite, it is probably not enough to see in front of me."

Sima Yi asked: "Can you open this door?"

"You are afraid you don't understand the origin of my Dharma name!"

After the words of Zen Master Huanglong chanted a mantra. When he was young, deer antlers grew on his head, yellow iron was covered with his body, and his limbs turned into an eagle claw until he completely turned into a golden dragon.

"Good guy! It turns out that Zen Master Huanglong is really a dragon!" Sima Yi exclaimed.

I saw the golden dragon hovering in the air for half a circle, then rushed straight towards the Dragon Stone Gate, and actually entered another space.

Sima Yi looked at the yellow and black dragons on the door and bit each other and tangled with each other. He only taught the surrounding murals to suddenly rise, and the characters painted on them seemed to be alive, and they all hid in safe corners.

Huanglong was huge and flexible in movements. He completely suppressed the black dragon in a short while. He saw his two front paws tightly holding the black dragon's seven inches, then opened his bloody mouth and sucked his throat. His sharp teeth bite. The black dragon was in great pain and struggled desperately, but this would only make it suffocate faster.

As the wind and clouds cleared, the black dragon finally died. The yellow dragon proudly soared into the air, completely covering the blue sky and the sun. The stone door that was originally like an iron plate turned into crystal clear crystal.

"Come in quickly!" Zen Master Huanglong jumped out of the illusion, landed on the inside of the crystal wall, and waved his hand to Sima Yi.

"Okay! OK!" Sima Yi's soul was fluttering through the wall and approached Zen Master Huanglong.

"It seems that this is the core of Qianling Mausoleum!" Huanglong emitted Buddha's light again, illuminating the space.

I saw that this place was far larger than the hall outside, which was seventy or eighty meters high and could not see at a glance. The flat floor was covered with gold foil, which was particularly dazzling under the Buddha's light.

Right in front of about 500 meters is a high platform dozens of feet. Under the platform is densely packed with human-shaped bronze statues. Due to the good sealing, the paintings on these statues are still bright. They stand upright and stand respectfully, all respectfully facing the direction of the platform on the ground.

In the middle of the high platform, nine hundred and ninety-nine steps ran through the upper and lower levels. On both sides of the steps, a fully armed Tang Dynasty general stood at about one meter away. They had different armor and weapons, and they could not see their appearance clearly for a while. However, judging from the luxury of their equipment, even the Tang Dynasty, which was rich in the world at that time, was definitely not an ordinary thing that could be mass-produced.

Looking up, a golden dragon chaise sits majestic on the top of the platform. Although it is a dragon chaise, its specifications are hundreds of times larger than those of emperors of all dynasties. This dragon chaise faces north and south, and this giant golden nanmu wooden coffin is placed on it. Its pearls and treasures are carved and carved dragons and painted phoenixes, which are beautiful.

Under the dragon throne, hundreds of portraits were kneeling down. Because they were too far away, Zen Master Huanglong and Sima Yi could not immediately distinguish their true appearance.

"No wonder Wu Zhao wanted to put Li Zhian in the tomb and see this scene. If I were not willing to share it with others." Sima Yi muttered alone.

"This is the tomb of the Tang Dynasty. Compared with this, the tomb on Zhengyang Mountain is simply a mass grave. Okay, stop talking nonsense. "The Preface to Lanting" should be in the coffin of Empress Wu. Let's take it out!" After Master Huanglong finished speaking, he walked forward with Sima Yi.

After walking through the portrait, they realized that all of these people were meritorious ministers from the founding of the Tang Dynasty to the Zhou Wu period, including Di Renjie, Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui, Changsun Wuji, etc. It was obvious that Wu Zhao and Ying Zheng had the same idea. They all hoped that their loyal ministers could continue to be loyal to themselves after their death.

Just as Zen Master Huanglong and Sima Yi counted these famous figures, they had a pair of eyes staring at them in secret.
Chapter completed!