"A few years ago, the program team built an expedition, and these people should be the people of that team.

Ling Feng thought for a moment and spoke.

"He Ni in that note, why didn't you see her corpse?"

At this moment, Ye Chen suddenly mentioned a person's name.

From that notebook, he could get a glimpse of the archaeological team back then, in addition to Ye Yurou, there was also a girl named He Ni.

It is recorded in the notes that she died in the Heavenly Palace.

But I didn't see any other female corpses along the way, so Ye Chen made such a guess.

"It shouldn't be wrong, the program uniform on her body is exactly the same as the previous ones. After

a pause, Ling Feng nodded.

After reading the diary, he made a similar inference.

"But what exactly does she want to do, is it kind or malicious to us?"

Shen Jiang raised his eyebrows, his face still tangled.

This He Ni's behavior is very strange, making it impossible to distinguish between good and evil at all.

"It doesn't matter what it wants to do, go down the stone stairs first.

Long Aotian frowned slightly, he didn't want to fall into another endless loop.

Everyone else is also apprehensive, and now is not the time to deduce.

The group slowly descended the stone staircase, and the flashlight illuminated the darkness around them.

Soon a long stone corridor appeared, and at the end was a high platform, and a well-shaped building could be faintly seen.

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, and then his face was full of ecstasy.

"Even the Celestial Corridor!".

"This is the real entrance to the dungeon!".

At this moment, Ye Chen was overly excited, and the whole person seemed a little at a loss.

It was the first time in a long time that Ling Feng had seen him lose his temper like this.

Even if he first saw the magnetic turtle left by Wang Zanghai in the main hall of the Spirit Palace, it did not reach such an extent.

He immediately reacted, maybe they could really find the burial place of the King of Wannu.

The group watched from afar for a moment, then quickly walked through the corridor and ran to the coffin.

Ling Feng quickly threw a handful of cold smoke into the well.

When the fire rose, he clearly saw a huge jade coffin under the coffin well.

Under the light of the cold fireworks, the jade sarcophagus reflected a strange light.

"Coffin!".

"The jade giant coffin, is it the Nine Dragons Coffin of the King of Wannu?"

"God, there is more than one, there are eight blood crystal coffins around to accompany the burial, what the hell is this place?".

Seeing Ling Feng's shocked face, the other guys also came over to look inside.

In the dim light of the cold fireworks, there were clearly eight blood coffins around the jade coffin, which were all pitch-black and faintly blood-colored.

It was almost the same as the coffin of the Zhenling people they saw before they went up the mountain.

"This is a seven-star suspicious coffin? No, eight bodies, could it be that there is a gossip array?"

Ling Feng's brows furrowed, and there was confusion in his eyes.

This pattern has been in the palace of King Lu, but it is more strange than the Seven Stars Suspicious Coffin, there are a full nine coffins in the tomb under the coffin, and this is what they have seen so far, I don't know if there are more in the dark.

"Ling Feng, this seems to be a dry coffin lock formation, not the Nine Dragons carrying corpse coffin of the Eastern Xia Emperor. The

black blind man looked at it for a while, then he looked back at Ling Feng on his side, and said with some confusion.

The so-called dry coffin lock array is to block the surroundings with the help of the yin and evil qi contained in the coffin, forming a maze.

Rushing into it, it is easy to fall into the illusion, like a ghost hitting a wall, and wait until the spirit is exhausted and trapped alive in the array.

The dry coffin array is extremely rare, and he also encountered it once in a Southern Song Dynasty princely tomb in Xiangxi in his early years, and it was also that time, and most of the men who went to the tomb died at the same time.

So far when I think about it, I still have palpitations in my heart, since there is a corpse cave, why do you need to do the coffin array?"

Ling Feng shook his head and observed the jade coffin underneath, and after a moment, his face suddenly became a little puzzled, and after a while, he frowned and then relaxed, as if he had fallen into some kind of strange state.

"Little brother, do you feel that there is something wrong with the pattern here?"

Hearing this, Zhang Qiling shook his head and said, "It's not like the Eastern Xia era... It should be traced back to Shang Zhou!".

No wonder he couldn't see it right.

Here's the problem!

"That's right, this is clearly the pattern of the heavenly burial

in the Xia Shang period!" As soon as Ling Feng finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something: "No, why does Xia Shang's thing appear in the Eastern Xia Emperor's Mausoleum a few years later?"

The two of them talked like a sharp edge, and everyone around them was confused, and there was a feeling of steaming and mist, and they didn't know what to do.

Shen Jiang's face was twisted together, and he could faintly hear it, but he couldn't grasp the center of gravity.

"To put it simply, this heavenly palace is likely to be an ancient tomb in the mythological era, but later it was occupied by the king of Wannu.

Ling Feng sighed.

It was only now that he finally understood why the small country of Dongxia, which had been less than twenty years before and after its national strength, was able to build such a magnificent heavenly palace in the underground world.

It was simply that after King Wannu found out, he captured Wang Zanghai and transformed it on the original ancient tomb.

The jade coffin here and the stone city with an obvious and ancient atmosphere outside the Heavenly Palace are proof.

"In other words, the old ghost of the Wannu King has completely picked up a big bargain?" Shen

Jiang said in disbelief as he looked like he had seen the ghost.

"Do you think that this scale is about to catch up with the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, and it can be built with a small country the size of a palm in Dongxia?"

And so it is...... But whose tomb do you think this will be?".

"This kind of occupation of people's tombs is the most frustrating, and it is only the Jurchens who are capable of drinking blood.

Ye Chen sneered, with a look of disdain.

It is a matter of posthumous affairs, and the Han people attach great importance to it.

Especially the emperor's family, in the decades before his death, he would survey the treasure land, hide the wind and gather water, and build spiritual officials.

How could he be like the King of Wannu, who directly occupied other people's tombs, this thing was done without rules at all, and it was overbearing and rough to the extreme.

As soon as these words fell, Ling Feng couldn't help but think of the Blood Corpse Tomb, where King Lu Yan used the same means to occupy a Western Zhou Ancient Tomb.

not only abandoned the body of the original owner, but also forcibly occupied the jade figurines.

"Not right.".

Thinking of this, Ling Feng suddenly had a bold thought.

Will there be a connection between King Lu Yan and King Wannu?

These two people are so similar in their way of doing things, and they are both pursuing immortality, and the name Iron Mask Sheng doesn't look like a human clan in the Central Plains.

It's just that with this thought, Rao is Ling Feng is difficult to convince himself.

There may be a hidden secret between the two that outsiders don't know, but what the truth is, I'm afraid it has long disappeared in time.

It's not easy to find.

Since it's not a dry coffin, why don't I go down and explore the way first?"

Long Ao couldn't walk when he saw the coffin.

Opening the coffin to seek wealth has long been integrated into his blood.

"No

!" Seeing his eager look, Ling Feng shook his head this time and said calmly, "I always feel that something is wrong up there, let's go down together in case something unexpected happens!"

"Yes!"

Long Aotian nodded.

Quickly took out a spare bundle of rope from his backpack, tied one end to death in the stone corridor aisle, and the other end kept lowering the coffin, and soon reached the bottom.

"I'll go down first!" locked

the butterfly buckle, the black blind man stepped on the edge of the coffin, and the man landed quickly.

The others were not slow and fell to the ground one after another.

By the time Ling Feng and Zhang Qiling landed, the guy who took the lead had already started a cold fireworks, brightening the lights around them.

The black blind man walked around the jade coffin, presumably studying how to open it.

Gathering his mind and holding the Faqiu seal in his hand, Ling Feng didn't dare to be careless, because this place was already infinitely close to the Nine Dragons Carrying Coffin of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves.

From the moment he stepped here, the gloom that had been hanging over his heart made him have to deal with it with his spirit.

"Come on two guys, help me open the coffin.

While he was looking around, the black blind man was already beckoning his men to prepare to open the coffin.

"Wait!".

At the moment when he used his dagger to cut through the fire paint around the coffin lid, Ling Feng suddenly grabbed his arm, and his voice was cold and terrifying.

"Master, what's wrong?".

Stopped by Ling Feng, the black blind man suddenly became vigilant.

The same is true for the others, and the atmosphere is solemn to the extreme for a while.

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