"Didn't Emperor Yong want to lure the snake out of the hole? Why did they escape again?" When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he became angry and yelled at Lao Jia. A bitter look appeared on Lao Jia's dark face.
, he explained to Ding Xiaoyi: "Your Majesty has his own ideas. The experts in the palace have already been dispatched. They may want to catch all the lamplighters in the palace."
"A master in the palace?" Ding Xiaoyi showed a look of disdain on his face. He knew that there were strong men in the palace, but he didn't think that the strong men in the palace could keep those lamplighters. Li Hongying was too strong, even he couldn't
It was possible to kill with one strike, and Li Hongying had also cultivated the power of the field. He did not believe that the palace masters could catch Li Hongying and other powerful lamplighters.
Not to mention Li Hongying, even the strength of the legendary sword god Fang Baiyu can defeat all the strong men in the palace, not to mention that the lamplighter is a transformed strong man. Thinking of this, Ding??????????
??????Xiao Yi knew that he still had to avenge his mother on his own, and there was no hope at all relying on the palace. He didn't expect to call anyone, after all, there were not only some lanterns in the palace in Dayong, they should meet
Then came the other lamplighters.
The credibility of the Dayong royal family has long since collapsed. Ding Xiaoyi no longer believes in the Dayong royal family. He still has to rely on himself for everything. Lao Jia silently exited, and only Ding Xiaoyi was left in the huge room. He was lying on the bed.
On the bed, everything was surrounded by the breath of his mother's life. He greedily breathed in the air that still contained the breath of his mother. Happiness came too late, but happiness was too short-lived. Before he could fully enjoy his mother's love, his mother was forced to death by Li Hongying.
, which made him unable to calm down for a long time.
Three days later, Ding Xiaoyi saw Emperor Yong, and he also saw Feng Qingwu. His face was gloomy and silent. He just glanced at Emperor Yong coldly, then turned and walked towards the coffin. The blood-red coffin contained
There was the body of his mother. Ding Xiaoyi had a white ribbon tied to his arms, and he did not wear a mourning hat on his head. He carried a long sword wrapped in coarse cloth on his back, and he escorted the coffin to the imperial mausoleum.
There was a bitter look on Emperor Yong's face. He looked at Ding Xiaoyi who was walking away, and Feng Qingwu beside him had a sparkle in his eyes. Seeing that the mourning team had left his sight, Emperor Yong put his hands behind his back.
Behind his back, he turned and walked towards the palace. Feng Qingwu's beautiful eyes showed a charming light, and she finally sighed and walked towards the inner courtyard of the palace. Ding Xiaoyi silently rode his horse to guard the coffin, and the guards who sent the spirit were there.
There are not many troops.
There was no grand funeral ceremony, only dozens of people walking silently. On the carriage was the coffin of Princess Dayong, with Ding Xiaoyi riding a horse to guard the coffin. The funeral procession slowly drove out of the palace, and then slowly drove out of the palace.
capital city, towards the north
The imperial mausoleum is not the imperial mausoleum. Only the truly dead royal family members will be buried in the imperial mausoleum. The imperial mausoleum is the mausoleum of the Dayong emperors of the past dynasties. Because of the blessing of the country, they did not die.
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From the time the rising sun rose in the east to the time the mourning team arrived at the imperial mausoleum, it was already setting sun. Ding Xiaoyi stood up on his horse and saw a towering mountain peak appearing in his sight. The mourning team walked very slowly, fearing that
It disturbed Mr. Dayong who was lying in the coffin. All affairs were presided over by a eunuch in the palace. This eunuch was extremely familiar with presiding over such matters.
"Master Ding, please dismount." When they arrived at the entrance of the majestic mountain, the eunuch whispered to Ding Xiaoyi. Ding Xiaoyi dismounted and stood next to the coffin. He let go and touched the coffin.
He seemed to feel his mother's breath. An unspeakable sadness surged into his heart, and he wanted to scream loudly. Several burly guards carried him.
The coffin walked towards the majestic mountain as fast as flying.
Ding Xiaoyi followed closely, and the eunuch sighed. He waved the whisk in his hand and followed Ding Xiaoyi. Several guards followed the eunuch silently, and they remained silent. They arrived at the halfway point of the mountain.
There were several weather-beaten veterans there. They stared blankly at a brand new red coffin being carried up. Their eyes couldn't help but reveal a touch of excitement.
Ding Xiaoyi looked around and saw that this was the location of the imperial mausoleum. He saw that people from the royal family had already been buried around the imperial mausoleum. There were princes, princesses, and a few princess tombs. The imperial mausoleum had special royal guards.
Guard, these weathered soldiers are
The tomb guards sent by the royal family. What makes Ding Xiaoyi confused is why these royal guards showed excited expressions on their faces when they saw a new coffin arrived.
"Military lords, this is a geomantic treasure land that the Jade Princess of Da Yong is trying to open." The eunuch said to the weathered royal guards very politely. The royal guards just looked at her coldly.
The eunuch, their eyes fell on Ding Xiaoyi who had white ribbons on his arms. "There are more than 900 geomantic treasures in this imperial mausoleum, divided into heaven, earth and human. I don't know what you want.
What a first-class sandstorm treasure land," a royal guard said to the eunuch with high spirits.
Ding Xiaoyi did not negotiate. He looked towards the mausoleums in the mountains and saw that there were countless mausoleums densely packed in the mountains. Some of them have not yet become mausoleums. This is called a geomantic treasure land. Only the ones where the dead are buried are called
It is called a mausoleum, and those that do not bury the dead are called longevity tombs, or they are called geomantic treasures. Ding Xiaoyi didn't understand such rules very well, so he always
Everything was left to the eunuch to negotiate.
"Master Ding, there are three levels of Feng Shui here. I don't know which level Master Ding should choose." The eunuch turned around and walked towards Ding Xiaoyi. He asked carefully. "Then choose the best one." Ding Xiaoyi
He frowned and saw that the imperial mausoleum was divided into three, six, and nine grades, which made him feel very unhappy. "Okay, I'll do it now." The eunuch started negotiating with the royal guards again.
After some negotiations with the eunuch, the royal guards finally came to Ding Xiaoyi. They stretched out their rough palms and looked at Ding Xiaoyi with ardent eyes. Ding Xiaoyi was stunned, he didn't know what the other party meant.
"Boy, don't you know the rules? This is wine money for my brothers. I will take more care of Princess Jade's mausoleum in the future." A veteran showed Ding Xiaoyi a smile that he thought was honest.
Ding Xiaoyi patted the Qiankun bag, and saw a dazzling white light glowing in his hand, and several spiritual stones appeared in his palm. He put the
The spirit stone was placed in the hands of the royal guards, but those guards did not expect that Ding Xiaoyi would get the spirit stone as soon as he took action, which made them overjoyed. Although they are the guardians of the tomb here, they are also practitioners.
, naturally recognizes the spirit stone.
"This young master is really heroic. My brothers will definitely take good care of Princess Jade's mausoleum and will never let Princess Jade be disturbed in any way." A veteran assured Ding Xiaoyi, patting his chest after hearing the veteran's assurance.
, Ding Xiaoyi said calmly: "Then I'll trouble you all."
Later, Ding Xiaoyi chose a high-altitude and unique Feng Shui location as his mother's mausoleum. The moment the coffin entered the mausoleum, Ding Xiaoyi felt an inexplicable sting in his heart. The mausoleum was completely destroyed.
It was sealed, and only a stone tablet was left in front of the mausoleum, which introduced Xia Houyu's life. Ding Xiaoyi raised his sword in his hand and carved "Unfilial son, Ding Xiaoyi stands" next to the stone tablet.
The mourning team left, and only Ding Xiaoyi was left in the huge imperial mausoleum. He sat quietly next to his mother's mausoleum. He patted the Qiankun bag. A wine gourd appeared in his hand, and he raised his head.
After a while of drinking, the spicy wine rushed into his chest. Unknowingly, two lines of tears fell from his eyes. He finally found his mother, and he felt like home, but who knew it was still empty?
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A figure slowly walked from a distance. Ding Xiaoyi's whole body tensed up. He could already feel the majestic sword intent of that figure. When he looked closely, he saw an old man in his sixties walking slowly. Ding Xiaoyi's eyes were wide.
For a moment, an angry expression appeared on his face, and the killing intent in his eyes was undisguised.