The Xuanyuan Tomb I Built Has Attracted Tomb Robbers from All over the World

　　He asked, "Zhuge Mingfeng, have you found anything?"

　　Zhuge Mingfeng, who managed to catch his breath, frowned.

　　Especially when he heard Xu Lei's words, his brows furrowed even more.

　　This tomb is just too weird.

　　Even the Zhuge family has countless books, but there is no record of this structure.

　　It does not conform to the construction of any dynasty houses or tombs.

　　Turning to look at Zhang Tianheng, among the three of them, only he is the most professional.

　　Explain the structures that were encountered in the ghost-faced locust tomb before.

　　He fell silent for a while.

　　Finally, he said: "Is it possible, this tomb is not of any dynasty at all!"

　　His words made the two frown at the same time, and finally Xu Lei said:

　　"It would make sense to say that the tomb did not belong to any dynasty."

　　"I believe you have all seen the grave goods inside, and none of them are not rare treasures."

　　"There are even some that have gone beyond the scope of treasures, but are truly handed down."

　　"The double-striped fish jade pendant hanging on the ghost-faced locust, just from my non-professional look, the years in it should be said to be thousands of years old."

　　Zhuge Mingfeng nodded and said:

　　"And the feng shui in this tomb is something I can't understand."

　　"Through the positioning of my Zhuge family's secret techniques, our current position should be the position of the students."

　　"But it is surrounded by dead energy, and there is no trace of life at all."

　　"Even if it is extremely life and death, it should be the gold and jade that defeats the inside."

　　"Only in this way can we truly count life and death!"

　　As his voice fell, the eyes of several people narrowed.

　　Looking carefully around the corridor, the moment he saw the corpse, his eyes lit up.

　　"You said... this life... is it possible that this group of corpses is the case?"

　　"What are you kidding..."

　　Zhuge Mingfeng's voice became weaker and weaker.

　　In the end, it was like a mosquito, so people couldn't hear it at all.

　　The word corpse spits back and forth in his mouth, and his eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

　　Yup!Why didn't I think of it myself.

　　A corpse is a femininity, but it is also a living thing.

　　Since it is a living creature, it is alive, although the stock of vitality is low.

　　But as long as there is enough quantity, it can also improve the quality.

　　When the quality reaches a certain amount, it is the feng shui structure of the tomb.

　　Fengshui in the world is determined according to the trend of mountains and rivers.

　　But here it is different!

　　The feng shui of this tomb is actually determined by the tomb, and the handwriting can be called sky-high!

　　Seeing Zhuge Mingfeng's face getting paler and paler, Xu Lei clenched his fists more and more tightly.

　　Now the only hope of escaping can be pinned on him.

　　Zhang Tianheng also did not know what to draw on the ground.

　　After a while, a plan of a tomb composed entirely of blood appeared on the ground.

　　Looking carefully at every detail above, his brows became even tighter.

　　When he saw it, he shook his head, because he couldn't see anything on the floor plan.

　　"I'm afraid this tomb belongs to someone from ancient times!"

　　Zhuge Mingfeng's sudden words made the two eyes widen instantly.

　　The ancient power in the words made them unconsciously think of the mysterious boy.

　　Until now, little is known about his identity.

　　If this tomb is really the tomb of some ancient power.

　　The identity of the mysterious boy is up for debate!

　　"What do you mean by that!"

　　Excited Xu Lei grabbed Zhuge Mingfeng's wrist.

　　He even had some doubts about his ears, ancient power.

　　That is a legendary figure, who can destroy the sky and destroy the earth, and cut off the existence of all living beings.

　　They only exist in legends, how can they appear in this world!

　　Zhuge Mingfeng, who was tightly grasped, did not feel any pain.

　　At this time, he has written doubts about what he said.

　　Because in his cognition, it also feels unlikely.

　　After pondering for a few seconds, he still opened his mouth and said, "There are countless legends in the Huaxia Kingdom, but the people who can have tombs of this size can also be identified on a few people."

　　"It's Huangdi, Yandi, Chiyou, maybe even Suiren's!"

　　The voice became lower and lower, and in the end, some didn't even dare to say it.

　　Because these people can be regarded as the ancestors of China!

　　"You mean, our current position is Huaxia Zulong!"

　　Xu Lei's shock did not receive any response from Zhuge Mingfeng.

　　Now he is not sure about such a big thing.

　　If this is really Huaxia Zulong.

　　Well, when this news gets out, I am afraid there will be a huge storm.

　　More importantly, the mysterious boy in here!

　　Chen Zhenbin, who was drowning in smoke, drew something on the table with his fingers.

　　If there are Zhuge Mingfeng and the others in this room now, they will be surprised by the map that appears on the table.

　　Because there is no deviation from the tomb where they are located.

　　Even the scale above doesn't make the slightest mistake.

　　Next to the map, a faceless phantom stayed silent.

　　On the body of the virtual shadow, the two words are extraordinarily conspicuous.

　　Yellow Emperor...

　　According to legend, after the battle of Zhuolu, Chiyou died and Huangdi was severely injured.

　　Only after a few years of persistence, the throne was passed on to Yao.

　　It disappeared from the public eye after that.

　　Although he disappeared, the legend about him did not end there.

　　It is said in the world that after the death of the Yellow Emperor, he became a saint.

　　Soaring in the daytime in Pinggu and going to the sky.

　　From here, it can be seen that the place where the Yellow Emperor died should be near Pinggu.

　　If the Yellow Emperor really died in Pinggu, then his tomb should also be near Pinggu.

　　And there have been guards of the tombs from generation to generation.

　　Until here, all information is cut off.

　　But it is enough.

　　Pinggu, the guardian of the mausoleum, the mysterious boy, lying on the grave.

　　When these four phrases are combined, they are connected to those rare treasures in the tomb.

　　The answer is about to come out.

　　The tomb lying on the ground in Pinggu Village is the Ancestral Dragon Xuanyuan Mausoleum, and the mysterious boy is the tomb guardian!

　　The more certain he was in his heart, the method of deciphering the tomb in Chen Zhenbin's mind was gradually enriched.

　　Finally, he smiled knowingly and walked out of the old house.

　　"Go, call the immortal Zhang family and say I'll take over the job!"

　　Chen Zhenbin is full of self-confidence, but Zhuge Mingfeng and the others are sad and bleak.

　　They can really count on that.

　　The operation is as fierce as a tiger, and at a glance, the record is zero bar and five!

　　Although a rough analysis has been made.

　　But now they don't even dare to move.

　　Because no one knows what the next burial will be.

　　If it is a ghost-faced Huai tomb, it is better to say, but if it is a corpse.

　　Or is it something else?

　　Although it appears that there should be three tombs here.