The old emperor casually threw a few priceless crystal clear Mermaid Tears to Xuanyuan Zhiji, making it clear that he was giving alms.
Xuanyuan Zhiji seemed to have found a treasure, with a hint of hope flashing in his slender eyes.
There is help!
Both he and Yang Yue were saved!
"Okay, I have something important to do. You should go back first and recover from your injuries. You won't have to go to court in the next few days." Xuanyuan Bugui issued an eviction order.
"Yes, I will obey the emperor's order."
Xuanyuan Zhiji was very happy when he got the Mermaid Tears, and he didn't care about it too much.
After Xuanyuan Zhiji left, Xuanyuan Yu was the first to lose control and looked up to the sky with a smile.
That laughter must be as arrogant as it is.
"Hahaha, old man, I really can't tell, you are quite good at it~" Xuanyuan Yu stretched out a hand, patted Xuanyuan Bugui's shoulder, and then hugged his father's shoulder like a buddy.
Shoulder.
Xuanyuan Bugui winked at Xuanyuan Yu, looked uncoquettish, smiled, and said: "How about it, do you think your dad and I are handsome? Learn more from dad."
Looking at this scene, four big words suddenly appeared in Ling Luo's mind - embarrassment.
The three of them walked together for about half an hour to the west side of the imperial city before arriving at the imperial mausoleum of the Xuanyuan family.
The Xuanyuan Emperor's Mausoleum is a group of royal tombs. The outside is as grand as a palace, with a city wall made of glazed bricks and tiles that is more than ten meters high and stretches for thousands of miles.
The area around the emperor's tomb was heavily guarded, and the number of soldiers was no less than ten thousand.
Xuanyuan Yu narrowed his eyes and complained: "Every time I come to the Emperor's Mausoleum, I feel like I am in prison. I don't know how the souls of the ancestors of the Xuanyuan family can survive in such a depressing environment.
Rest in peace.”
"You brat, what nonsense are you talking about?" Xuanyuan Bugui stretched out a hand and slapped Xuanyuan Yu on the head from behind, "Your father and I will also come here and lie down in the future. When facing the ancestors, my attitude will be
Be respectful!"
"Okay, I got it." Xuanyuan Yu curled his lips.
With Xuanyuan Bugui and Xuanyuan Yu here, Ling Luo, an outsider, entered the emperor's mausoleum without any hindrance.
In the Xuanyuan family, there are many strong men who are powerful in Wu Po Vukong, but there are also many powerful men who are only one step away from Wu Po Vukong. They died with hatred and perished in the world.
But their corpses are almost the same as those of immortals. For cultivators, they are definitely the most precious treasure among treasures.
The priceless burials, god-level magical tools and techniques were all buried underground in the Xuanyuan Family Imperial Mausoleum.
For this reason, there are countless greedy madmen on Tianyuan Continent who are willing to dig graves at their own risk.
"I ordered the immortal's bones to be placed in that mausoleum." Xuanyuan Bugui pointed to an inconspicuous tomb on the west side.
The three of them walked to the mausoleum. Xuanyuan Bugui pressed the button on the mausoleum door, and at the same time ordered the mausoleum guard to light the glass lamp.
From Ling Luo's point of view, the originally endless dark road leading underground suddenly became brighter due to the illumination of countless glass lamps on both sides.
There are winding roads, slightly narrow stairs, and strings of spider webs overhead. It is obvious that no one has been to this place for many years.