I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years! - Chapter 15

[15. Imperial Mausoleum]

It was night, the night before the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens, Bai Qiuran walked to the tomb of the Emperor Shangxuan, a hundred miles away from the capital of Shangxuan.

This was the second breakthrough he had chosen. Since he suspected that the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony was tricky, but couldn’t find any clues about the organizer, he simply went directly to the location to check if there was any problem.

After some simple inquiries, Bai Qiuran successfully inquired about the location of the imperial mausoleum, which was basically unknown to everyone in the capital of the Shangxuan Kingdom, and came here that night.

The imperial mausoleum of the Shangxuan Kingdom was guarded by the Imperial Forest Army. Thousands of troops guarded the imperial mausoleum layer by layer, but these obviously did not have any effect on Bai Qiuran. He didn’t even use spells. Cultivation method, then easily crossed the line of sight of the army, unknowingly came to the imperial mausoleum of the Shangxuan Kingdom.

As the burial place of the kings of the Shangxuan Kingdom, this imperial mausoleum was built in a natural style. In the imperial mausoleum guarded by the army, a spacious stone avenue that can accommodate four carriages advancing side by side extends from the entrance to the mausoleum. There are two rows of town mausoleums. The beasts looked at each other on both sides of the avenue, and at the end of them were the tall royal altar and the imperial mausoleum. The kings of the Shangxuan Kingdom were sleeping under the imperial mausoleum.

Bai Qiuran came to the top of the imperial mausoleum, first checked the location and feng shui of the altar and the imperial mausoleum, and then went straight into the ground with divine sense, and began to spy on the tombs of the kings of the Shangxuan Kingdom.

More than 3,000 years ago when Bai Qiuran was born, at the end of the war between the Dao world and the demons, when the demons returned to the wild land, because of the previous catastrophe, the ten places of Kyushu also abolished the old calendar, and began to use the big calendar that is currently in use. Cang calendar.

And he remembered that the kingdom of Shangxuan seemed to have been established over 1,800 years in the Great Cang calendar, when Bai Qiuran was over 1,800 years old.

Because the Qingming Sword Sect is next to it, this country has lasted for a very long time. Up to now, it has a history of about 1,200 years. Each emperor of the Shangxuan Kingdom has reigned for about fifty years on average. After all, there should be twenty-four or five emperors by now.

In this mausoleum, the sleeping positions of the emperors of Shangxuan are also in the order of time, from deep to shallow. In the early years, the Shangxuan Kingdom was established, and the army was in chaos. There are also tombs.

According to the results of Bai Qiuran’s consciousness scan, there are a total of eighteen corpses sleeping in this tomb, and several other tombs are empty, and the relics placed inside have long been wiped out by time.

After scanning back and forth twice, Bai Qiuran found something strange.

“This tomb is also empty?”

His consciousness fell in the tomb of the sixteenth generation Shangxuan Emperor.

“No, there should be at least some relics in this tomb.”

In the tombs of the fifteenth, fourteenth, and thirteenth emperors of Shangxuan before this tomb, the grave goods buried with the corpses are still well preserved, which is later than the tomb of the sixteenth emperors. The interior turned out to be empty.

“Go in and have a look.”

Bai Qiuran stomped his feet, and his body escaped directly into the soil layer. In the blink of an eye, he came to the tomb of the sixteenth emperor.

The tomb was empty, except for a huge sarcophagus, which was filled with poisonous gas formed after being buried underground for many years, but these had no effect on Bai Qiuran. After arriving here, he walked quickly to the sarcophagus and reached out his hand without mercy. opened it.

With the crisp sound, the rivets and mechanism used to seal the sarcophagus were directly shattered by Bai Qiuran’s tremendous force, and the coffin lid flew up and was inserted into the soil above the tomb.

Bai Qiuran waved away the dust and looked into the sarcophagus. Sure enough, the yellow brocade covered coffin was empty and there was nothing.

“Huh? This is?”

After looking twice, Bai Qiuran suddenly found some black traces on the yellow brocade. These black traces originally seemed to be some kind of liquid, but now they have dried up and turned into powder. He picked some and put it in front of his nose to smell it. smell.

“Human blood?”

Bai Qiuran’s expression became concentrated, and he looked at these black traces carefully. When his divine sense swept over, because there was no energy fluctuation on these traces, he thought it was the dirt stained on the yellow brocade. But now, if you take a closer look, you will find that these black traces may have been a circle formed by runes.

He compared the various formations stored in his mind for more than 3,000 years with one by one, and then tried to re-engrave the original version with his True Qi.

“Sure enough… the Su blood formation of the Blood God Sect.”

This kind of formation is the most notorious formation in the Blood God Sect. It is mainly used in conjunction with the Blood God Sect coagulation technique. The coagulation technique can easily coagulate the blood in the whole body of the cultivator whose cultivation level is lower than his own. , to kill the opponent, very vicious, but this trick can also be used on oneself, mainly used to play dead to escape.

And this Su Blood Array was used by the magic cultivators to revive the whole body’s blood and reawaken themselves after using the coagulation technique to pretend to be dead.

“In that case, it’s not wrong that there are demon cultivators lurking in Shangxuan Kingdom.”

Bai Qiuran clapped his hands and stood up, his eyes flashing.

“Or simply, this generation of emperors in Shangxuan is a demon cultivator who has practiced the blood god sect. He wants virgins and girls to sacrifice to the sky, does he want blood sacrifices to improve his skills, or to prolong his life? No matter what, all of this is , it should all be announced at tomorrow’s ceremony of sacrificing the heavens.”

He walked around the sarcophagus twice in the tomb, and searched according to the habits of the Blood God Sect. Sure enough, in the stratum directly below the altar, he found the magic formation inscribed with human blood.

The blood of these people is still fresh, and it seems that it should be the arrangement made by the magic cultivator who came back not long ago. Bai Qiuran unfolded his spiritual vision, and he could see countless unjust souls, trapped in human blood, struggling in pain, but being restrained and suppressed by the formation, and could not be reborn.

“It seems that there are many people’s heads in the demon incident in Shangxuan Kingdom. It should be counted on this person’s head. It is really shameful to dare to fish in troubled waters while the demon is in chaos.”

Looking at this scene, Bai Qiuran felt a little annoyed in his heart, but after three thousand years of life, he has been able to control his temper well.

“However, this arrangement is really rough, and it seems that I want to change it for him. It seems that it should not be a student from the blood god sect, maybe it is a wild way to get a fragment.”

After a cursory look, Bai Qiuran did not touch the arrangement of the magic cultivator, and withdrew from the tomb. Now that the magic cultivator is not there, even if he destroys his arrangement, it will be useless. Instead, it may startle the snake and cause more sacrifices.

It’s not too late for those grievances to wait for a while before they can be rescued, and tomorrow is the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens. Bai Qiuran, as “a member” of the 200 boys and girls, decided to prepare a surprise for the demon cultivator and let him have a good taste. the taste of the victims.