Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 253 Breaking into the Tomb
"It's okay."

The old shadow was a little stooped, and he waved his hands, his voice hoarse but full of years:
"The old man is not persuading him not to go, but just waking him up a little bit.

He, at such a young age, seems to have come here for a thousand years, and he is full of stagnation inside.

The death of the boy from the Wang family caused him to have doubts about himself and the world. He just had a demon in his heart. If you hadn't reminded the old man, this junior would be in danger. "

Li Changfeng clasped his fists respectfully: "Changfeng thank you senior, I just woke you up because of no other choice. After all, he is the one chosen by Yifang. Changfeng can't bear to see him go into confusion."

The old shadow slowly walked into the bookshelf, as if walking into the pile of ancient books.

The voice came faintly:

"It's time to wake up. I have been dreaming for many years, and when I wake up, I can feel the breath of many old friends. They all came for the dragon's veins."

"Yes, senior." Li Changfeng replied.

"This trip, I will go with you."

"Thank you, senior." Li Changfeng was overjoyed.

"En." The voice was hidden in the ancient book and disappeared.

In the early years of Xianqing, on February 27, it is appropriate to offer sacrifices, enter the coffin, move the coffin, and erect a monument.

At the beginning of Yinshi.

There was a loud roar in Huguofang.

"start!"

Zhao Wujiang was dressed in plain white clothes, holding the coffin with one hand.

He took a step forward, walking in the world like a thunderbolt.

The sky was pitch black, and he rushed towards Zhaoling like a silver arc.

The wind whistled in his ears, the light rain was like a knife, and Li Changfeng followed behind.

Yin Zheng just passed by.

Zhao Wujiang has already arrived at Jiuyi Mountain.

He took one step at a time, powerful and imposing, holding the coffin with one hand, and stepped on the Zhaoling steps that pierced into the sky under the night.

The night was dark, and the evening stars could not be seen. Li Changfeng followed behind Zhao Wujiang, his face full of worry.

He has persuaded Zhao Wujiang twice, but failed to persuade Zhao Wujiang. Now that Zhaoling is getting closer, he is full of worries and frowns.

He sighed, but did not speak again after all, but followed Zhao Wujiang, intending to intercede himself when Zhao Wujiang lost to Li Chunfeng, so that Li Chunfeng would not seriously hurt Zhao Wujiang.

At the gate of Zhaoling Mausoleum, the hunched Li Chunfeng quietly looked into the darkness in front of him.

In the darkness, a person was carrying the coffin.

Zhao Wujiang was dressed in white clothes Shengxue, his eyes were cold, appearing in Li Chunfeng's old eyes.

"go back.

Zhaoling Mausoleum is the mausoleum of the emperor, and those who are idle are not allowed to be buried in Zhaoling Mausoleum. This is the rule of the imperial mausoleums of all dynasties, which has not changed since ancient times! "

Li Chunfeng spoke in a deep voice.

He knew Zhao Wujiang's purpose from the moment Zhao Wujiang stepped into Jiuyi Mountain, and understood that Zhao Wujiang wanted to bury Wang Yifang in Zhaoling.

Zhao Wujiang remained expressionless, and said coldly:
"Brother Wei is a student of Duke Wei. He devoted his whole life to the country and the people. Although he is not a member of the royal family, he is fully qualified to be buried in Zhaoling Mausoleum in terms of his achievements!"

"The qualifications are not what you said!" Li Chunfeng raised his hand and summoned the bronze lamp. He didn't want to hurt Zhao Wujiang, but just wanted Zhao Wujiang to retreat.

"But it's not you either!"

Zhao Wujiang put down the coffin lightly, behind him a phantom of three feet of purple gold emerged, Hugh was injured and Du Jing died startled, he has opened all eight doors, his cultivation level is directly catching up with the grand master.

In the dark sky behind him, the clouds piled up, and the Qi Luck Dharma Aspect that was more than a thousand feet high was condensing.

Looking at Zhao Wujiang who was breathing heavily, Li Chunfeng didn't take it to heart, he shook his head lightly:

"The old man is the mausoleum guardian of Zhaoling, so he is naturally qualified.

Emperors, generals and ministers, like Wang Yifang, did not take possession of them, so how could they be qualified to be buried in this Zhaoling Mausoleum? "

"I, Zhao Wujiang, said yes, so there is!" Zhao Wujiang's eyes were like swords, he raised his hand and stretched out his five fingers, the bronze liquid stretched along his arm, covering his entire arm, and the complicated inscriptions could faintly be seen in the sapphire glory under the night sky.

The bronze liquid in his palm surged and turned into a three-foot green blade with a long and narrow blade, and the sword energy was like frost.

He stepped out, and his figure disappeared in place.

Li Chunfeng carried his right hand behind his back, holding a bronze ever-burning lamp, and pinched the three inches in front of him with his left hand.

"Om."

Zhao Wujiang's bronze long sword was pinched by his three fingers, he smiled lightly and shook his head:

"You are domineering and you don't follow the rules!"

Zhao Wujiang's long sword slanted stab was blocked, his thought moved, the long sword melted into water, and immediately he punched himself again, and the punch whizzed fiercely towards Li Chunfeng's face.

Li Chunfeng stretched five fingers of his left hand slightly, as if holding the moon in his hand, and patted Zhao Wujiang back, he calmly said:

"Still overwhelmed!"

Zhao Wujiang was forced to retreat, he roared angrily:
"I'm domineering, I just don't follow the rules!"

The roar pierced through the silent Zhaoling Mausoleum, and on the Jiuyi Mountain, a huge Dharma image over a thousand feet high was condensed and formed.

Zhao Wujiang supported the ground with one hand, stopped his retreating body, leaped forward like a dragon and leaped like a tiger, and slapped Li Chunfeng with his palm.

At the same time, the Zijin Faxiang behind him slapped him with his palm.

With the palm of the god's death, the vast sky wind blows the clouds and the moon, and the might of the world pours down.

Li Chunfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, he felt the crisis coming from all directions, he looked up, there was nothing, only the bright moon, the bright stars, and the scattered clouds.

He held out his right hand, and the bronze ever-burning lamp in his hand gave off a faint sapphire light, the wick was dark red, and contained the flame of destroying the world.

"I underestimated you." Li Chunfeng held up the lamp to the moon, took a long breath, and blew it out suddenly, and the green and gray flame surged out of the bronze ever-burning lamp in an instant.

It was as cold as moonlight, but even the air was burned wherever it passed.

"boom!"

The prestige of Fa Xiang arrived at the same time as Zhao Wujiang's palm print, hitting on the blue-grey moon flame.

The force of the collision was deafening, piercing the night sky, the mountains and forests rustled, and the birds wailed.

Zhao Wujiang also seemed to be struck by lightning, spitting blood and flying out, but Li Changfeng caught his body anxiously.

The vast flame ripples spread out at the place where they hit each other, and circle after circle like blue and gray water waves, burning everything they touched.

Boulders, trees, and steps are constantly collapsing and breaking.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, you've made great progress." Li Chunfeng's face was pale, and he gently wiped away the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth:
"But this is not enough for the old man to grant your request!"

Li Changfeng supported Zhao Wujiang, he was shocked at the moment, Zhao Wujiang actually hurt Li Chunfeng who was holding the bronze lamp?What kind of power is this?Even the current him can't resist Li Chunfeng, let alone Li Chunfeng holding a bronze lamp.

He originally planned to intercede for Zhao Wujiang once or twice after Zhao Wujiang lost the enemy, but now it seems that there is no need for this at all.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were lowered, he was invaded by the flames, and felt the scorching heat.

Although the blue-grey moon flame displayed by Li Chunfeng is not the real flame of everlasting brightness, it also possesses part of the effects of flame of everlasting brightness.

At this moment, the mechanical voice of the system sounded in his mind.

【Ding!Congratulations to the host, the system has been forged by the Eternal Flame and will be upgraded soon! 】

Then again, Zhao Wujiang's face was frosty, he ignored Li Changfeng's obstruction, and stepped forward again, roaring: "If you don't allow it today, I will destroy this Zhaoling!"

Li Chunfeng's eyelids twitched, Yuan Tiangang was threatening before, and now Zhao Wujiang is threatening.

Moreover, Yuan Tiangang had the ability to destroy Zhaoling in his desperate efforts, and the blow that Zhao Wujiang showed just now also had the ability to destroy Zhaoling, so he had to be coerced by this.

He was about to be unable to suppress his anger, and said in a deep voice:
"Don't think that you, Zhao Wujiang, are the old man's grandson-in-law, so the old man won't kill you!"

(End of this chapter)