Song Changjin said: "Thank you for so many years, you can't go home empty-handed. The palace can't be found, and the imperial tomb will be formed."

During the conversation, we had already crossed the sand dunes and appeared in front of them. Among them, nine magnificent and towering are the Western Xia Imperial Mausoleum. More than 200 large and small are burial tombs. This tomb group is called the Oriental Pyramid, and it can be called a miracle among the tomb groups in China and even the world.

Wu Jie held the reins and slowly raised his head. He heard the distant roar from the air. Old Yu looked up and saw a small black dot on the dim dome at dusk. If it weren't for Wu Jie's actions, he wouldn't have noticed it at all. He admired Wu Jie even more in his heart.

Luo Liezhuan came to Wu Jie: "This is the Xixia Imperial Tomb."

Song Changjin picked up the map hand-painted by Tan Tiande and looked at it and said, "If the map is correct, the Tian Temple should be hidden in the center of the imperial tomb."

Wu Jie said: "Everyone be careful, try not to separate, and take care of each other." He had an ominous premonition, which seemed to be a danger, but unlike in the past, Wu Jie tried hard to sense everything around him, but there was only an ethereal and vague image in his heart. He asked in a low voice: "What did you find?" This sentence was obviously asking Luo Lie.

Luo Lie shook his head. Since he walked into this Gobi Desert, he often misjudged the situation. He looked at Yan Tianxin, but saw Yan Tianxin sitting on the horse, his eyes staring blankly in the direction of the setting sun.

Yan Tianxin murmured: "She is there!"

The few people followed Yan Tianxin's gaze, but found nothing.

Yan Tianxin saw a red figure slowly walking towards them between the world. It was the girl in the ice coffin. Her white and tender feet were walking on the yellow sand dyed red by the sunset. The east wind blew, and her clothes fluttered. Although the girl was very far away, Yan Tianxin could clearly see her appearance. Her eyebrows were picturesque but her face was bloodless, which made her lips look like flames. Her eyes shining with a faint blue light stared at Yan Tianxin, and a strange smile appeared on the corners of her lips.

Yan Tianxin felt her heart tightened because of her smile, and her whole body seemed to suddenly fall from a height of ten thousand meters, and she was extremely empty.

"Tianxin!" Luo Lie's cry brought Yan Tianxin back to reality in time. When he found that Yan Tianxin's emotions were wrong, he immediately interrupted her thoughts, so as not to fall into the illusion and unable to extricate himself. They had encountered this situation once in the Nine Netherworld Secret Realm. The scenes Yan Tianxin saw should have originated from her imagination.

Wu Jie also noticed that Yan Tianxin's behavior just now was a bit abnormal and whispered: "What did you see?"

Yan Tianxin blinked, looked at the end of the sky and said dejectedly: "I think I've read it wrong."

Wu Jie said: "Demon is born from the heart, and many terrible things in this world come from your heart."

Yan Tianxin was puzzled in his heart. Although Wu Jie couldn't see him, he understood more than many people.

Song Changjin said: "People are scary and scary. It's going to be dark. I think we'll still camp on the spot and enter the mausoleum area after dawn tomorrow. What do you think?"

Yan Tianxin was in a heavy mood because of the illusion he had just seen, and re-estimated the risks he might encounter during this trip. It was definitely not a wise act to go to the mausoleum area at night, so he nodded.

For Wu Jie, there is no difference between day and night, but although he appears to be withdrawn, he is not a person who ignores his teammates. At present, the five of them are a team after all, and they should respect the opinions of most people. Old Yu came for the purpose of repaying kindness, and despite this, he would not blindly take his life to take risks. After the few people reached an agreement, he immediately set up camp.

Although they purchased some items, because the distance between the trip was not far and they did not carry too many luggage, the only tent was naturally assigned to Yan Tianxin, the only woman in the team. Lao Yutou used dead branches to raise a bonfire and cooked millet porridge in a hanging pot. Everyone had a rare comfort and adjustment while eating baked naan, drinking millet porridge, and gnawing beef jerky.

Luo Lie took the initiative to ask for responsibility, and the others went to rest, sat by the campfire, and opened the secret of the knife in the palm of the knife. Since he got this set of knife score in the Yuanmingyuan Underground Palace, Luo Lie has never stopped studying. Luo Lie's flying knife technique was learned in the American Circus Middle School. He has a high understanding of flying knife, so he learned it without a teacher. He has achieved first-class sword technique at a young age. In this regard, Luo Lie has no master, so he naturally has no routine. This set of knife scores is the most profound sword technique in the great success. Luo Lie's foundation is already solid. After obtaining this set of knife scores, he Ruo opened up a brand new world in front of him.

The greatest enlightenment given to Luo Lie is to use qi to control the knife. If you cultivate it, you can not only focus your internal force on the blade, but also control the flying trajectory of the flying knife freely.

Luo Lie was in a state of destiny. Song Changjin quietly came to him and sat down, handed him a wine bag.

Luo Lie smiled, put away the knife score, and refused Song Changjin's kindness: "I won't drink."

Song Changjin said: "It's a pity not to drink the best horse milk wine. I wonder if I will have a chance to drink it in the future."

Luo Lie heard the meaning of his words and looked at the silhouette of the imperial tomb ahead and said, "Are you worried about danger?"

Song Changjin shook his head and said, "It's not that you're worried, it's certain..." He paused and said, "Have you ever heard of Yin soldiers?"

Luo Lie nodded. He not only heard of it, but also saw it with his own eyes. He had encountered the Lingling Warriors headed by Yan Kuohai in the Jiuyou Secret Realm. They were the legendary Yin soldiers. Last night, they fought side by side with Tan Tiande's bandits and repelled some attacks from heavy armored cavalry regiments.

Song Changjin said: "The Western Xia Imperial Mausoleum has existed for so many years but has not been destroyed, not just because it is located in a remote place."

Luo Lie said: "You mean there are Yin soldiers here to guard it?"

Song Changjin said: "Someone once witnessed a Xixia corps in this area, thousands of them."

Luo Liedao: "How can an army of such a size survive? How do they hide it?"

Song Changjin said: "There are many things in this world that cannot be explained. Since you are from Lao Luo's family, you should have seen the Sanquan Tu."

Luo Lie had never seen any Sanquan map, and he hadn't even heard of it. He shook his head. Song Changjin was quite surprised and said in surprise: "You are the only one in the Luo family. Why didn't you pass the Sanquan map to you?"

Luo Liedao: "What is the Sanquan Map?"

Song Changjin said: "The Sanquan Map is a map passed down from the ancestors of the Lao Luo family. This map records all kinds of strange creatures, and the mechanism secretly said." He paused for a moment and said: "You should know what the ancestors of the Luo family did."

Luo Lie replied truthfully: "I didn't know what business the Luo family had in the past before meeting Luo Xingmu." He didn't know that his grandfather Luo Gongquan was a master in the Kinmen. In his impression, his grandfather was a stern and serious old peddler.

Song Changjin said: "It seems that he really wants to wash his hands."

Luo Lie said: "I heard of one thing. It is said that the old Luo family once had five sons, but they all suffered misfortunes one after another. The old man blamed everything on the business that the ancestors of the Luo family had been engaged in in the past, so he hid his name."

Song Changjin said: "Have you washed it clean?" He stared at Luo Lie, and had already concluded in his heart that Luo Lie was his nephew.

Luo Lie said: "You are the third uncle, right?"

Song Changjin did not deny this time and sighed.

Luo Lie said: "I heard that you were robbed by bandits and then encountered an unexpected accident."

Song Changjin said: "It is a fact that robbery is a fact, but it is fake to tear up the votes." These words mean that they have already recognized his identity.

Luo Lie said: "Does Grandpa know?"

Song Changjin pursed his lips, stared at the burning bonfire and remained silent. After a while, he said, "How could he care about my life or death?"

Although Luo Lie didn't know what happened in the past, he could guess from Song Changjin's attitude that the father and son had had an unhappiness. After Luo Xingmu's death, he thought that the Luo family had no relatives anymore, but unexpectedly, he met Sanbo Luo Xingshui, who had been declared dead in the northwest border. He naturally felt kind and gratified.

Song Changjin said: "The past is unbearable to look back on, and you and me are the only ones left in the Luo family."

Luo Lie nodded and said, "Are you familiar with this imperial tomb?"

Song Changjin looked at him with some sensitivity and said, "What does it mean?"

Luo Lie smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong. I mean you have been in Xinmanying for so many years and should have collected a lot of information here."

Song Changjin said: "Boy, you don't believe that I will be indifferent to the imperial tomb. I think the purpose of staying here is to rob the tomb, right?"

Luo Liedao: "It seems you have misunderstood."

Song Changjin snorted and said, "Misunderstanding? You have only been a Taoist master for many years. If I can't see through your thoughts, it would be a waste of life. Yes, I have indeed had such thoughts, but this area is very evil. There are so many imperial tombs here, and there are many masters in the sects who have made up their minds, but no one who takes action can get a good end."

Luo Lie said: "So evil?"

Song Changjin said: "Sun Changqing and Xu Dangwu, these are all top figures in the Golden Gate. They took a fancy to this place more than ten years ago, but what happened? Both of them died here one after another." Luo Lie did not show much fear when he heard these things. Song Changjin suddenly lowered his voice and said: "In the past hundred years, countless tomb robbers have come, but only one person has really walked out of here alive. Guess who this person is?"

Luo Lie heard him say this and guessed in his heart that this person should know him. He guessed: "Are you talking about my grandfather?"
Chapter completed!