Chapter 495: Night Tour and the Imperial Mausoleum (Refresh, Readable)
"Gui, what kind of cauldron is this?"
"I can't see it, so how do you know what it is? Please describe it carefully."
On a small road leading from the wasteland to Jiyue Mountain, there is a slender and lonely figure, advancing quietly, turning left and right from time to time to avoid the hidden military sentries everywhere.
Zhao Rong observed the four movements and approached the Moon Festival Mountain while squinting and looking into the distance.
Ever since he gained the magical power of gazing tonight, in his field of vision, in the sky above the mountain in the distance, in addition to a bright moon hanging high, there was also a majestic cauldron condensed with platinum energy.
"Light gold, four legs and two ears, square..."
Zhao Rong squinted for a moment and shook his head, "Other than that, no other details can be seen. This tripod is condensed by the light golden aura. It only has a rough outline, which is too blurry to be seen clearly."
Get some peace and quiet for a while.
"It's too general. It would be nice if you could see the patterns on it clearly... Many tripods in the world look like this, and I can't even guess."
Zhao Rong nodded.
Gui then asked curiously: "What are you doing first? You ran out in the middle of the night."
Zhao Rong held up his sleeves and used martial arts skills to walk lightly in the shadows of the woods and grass.
At this time, he again avoided a hidden sentinel patrolling by the army.
"I can't sleep, so I want to go to the top of the mountain. At dawn, I will take Brother Yiwu and the others up to the Moon Festival Mountain to inspect the layout on the spot and work out the details... If nothing goes wrong, the ceremony will be held tomorrow morning."
Zhao Rong rubbed his forehead and spoke casually.
"Then why are you hiding?"
"Oh, I'm used to it."
The young Confucian scholar smiled and said: "Well, I don't want a certain empress to have trouble sleeping and eating, otherwise she will probably have to invite me to have dinner again tomorrow..."
Gui: "Oh, you have such a great beauty, don't you want to go?"
Zhao Rong said calmly: "She is the Queen Mother of Dali, and I am a Confucian scholar in the academy. If it were not for this Feng Chan, I would not have the slightest communication, no chance, no fate. So don't make fun of me with this in the future, it is meaningless."
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Gui nodded: "Tsk, Mr. Zhao's ideological consciousness is getting higher and higher."
"Thanks to the Great Sword Spirit."
The two of them complimented each other sincerely.
At this time, Zhao Rong stopped, squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the top of the mountain, and then jumped up the tree.
"Look, it's lightning and thunder."
He pointed at the top of Mount Jiyue.
In the darkness, a few flashes of lightning appeared from time to time on the top of the mountain.
Like a child's paintbrush, the zigzag white line connects the top of the mountain to the dark clouds.
After a few breaths, the sound of thunder finally came.
Boom!
It's dull and contains terrifying potential.
Zhao Rong nodded, "I have inquired about it. This Moon Festival Mountain is too high. There are thunders on the top of the mountain all year round, almost every day, and it is roughly fixed at a few time periods."
He paused and said with a smile: "Gui, do you think this year's Tianlei will work?"
Gui looked at it carefully for a while and clicked his tongue a few times, "It seems quite stable. Are you going to complete the last step of tempering Li Ji Jian Wan here? You can give it a try."
Zhao Rong nodded.
Through the ajna chakra, he looked at the top of the mountain in the distance a few more times and sighed softly:
"After going around and around, we actually brought the Purple Gold Furnace and Liji Sword Pills to the Jiyue Mountain for tempering. The Jiyue Mountain is one of the holy places of the ancient Li Clan... Hey, I don't know if it is somewhere in the dark.
fate."
Zhao Rong touched the Xumi object in his sleeve and nodded.
Sword Spirit's tone was a bit ancient:
"The Taikoo Li Emperor was born in the Li clan. In her era, the Taikoo Li clan, under her protection, became the master of the Ancient Wangque Continent from a descendant of the Moon Palace."
"Wangque Wangque...Wangjiutian Palace, the origin of the name of Wangquezhou has nothing to do with the latecomer Duyou Ji, whose lineage as King You is just putting gold on their own faces."
Its tone was somewhat contemptuous.
Zhao Rong looked thoughtful.
It turns out that the origin of the name Wangque is related to the Nine Heavens Moon Palace.
Jian Lin took a few breaths and then gave instructions:
"After all, this Li Ji Sword Pill was made from the sword rules left by Emperor Li, so it inevitably has some unknown involvement with the Li Clan. And this Moon Sacrifice Mountain seemed to have been used by the Li Clan in ancient times to bury their ancestors and worship the gods of the Moon Palace.
place……"
"Zhao Rong, you have to temper the Liji Sword Pill here and make it perfect. Please be careful that it may cause some strange phenomena and reactions."
Zhao Rong nodded, "I understand. So let's go up and explore the road tonight..."
Anyway, while listening to him speak, he saw Zhao Rong gradually pause in his words, and his eyes seemed to move away, turning to the right in a direction away from the main road.
"What's wrong, Zhao Rong?"
The young Confucian scholar lowered his head again and rubbed his eyes, then raised his head and looked somewhere.
"There seems to be dragon energy in that direction..."
Silence fell between the two of them.
After a while.
The young Confucian scholar in the darkness turned slightly, and then disappeared into the forest in the blink of an eye.
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At the foot of Moon Festival Mountain, under a cliff, there is a lush jungle.
There is a waterfall falling from the cliff.
They gathered together into a pool at the foot of the cliff.
The sound of falling water from the waterfall can be heard from miles away.
It was late at night, and in the forest surrounding the pool under the cliff, a torch was lit every ten steps.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a group of soldiers wearing black armor, guarding the forest road leading to the water pool under the cliff.
If Zhao Rong were present, he would be able to recognize at a glance that these soldiers are all the elites of the Great Li Forbidden Army.
I don’t know why I am here at this time.
Only the sound of the waterfall could be heard in the forest, and no one made a sound.
At a certain moment, a few fallen leaves suddenly fell over the head of a motionless guard soldier on a certain stretch of road.
Several soldiers around looked sharply upward. After looking at it for a while, it seemed that there was nothing unusual, and they slowly looked away.
Afterwards, these elite Forbidden Forces continued to tighten their heartstrings and put on guard.
Tonight, they received a secret order from the Queen Mother and came to escort the late emperor's dragon coffin into the imperial mausoleum. Any carelessness would be a crime of beheading...
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Next to the waterfall pool, which was guarded by layers of imperial guards, there was a quiet bustle.
It was lively because there were many soldiers and people dressed as craftsmen beside the waterhole.
There are also a lot of divorced women.
Silence because there is no other sound except the sound of the waterfall.
At this time.
There was a figure of a young Confucian scholar on a tree nearby.
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PS: It’s a bit short. Brothers, please refresh it at two o’clock in the morning and smooth it out again...
My right eye feels a little uncomfortable after being rubbed, as if sand has entered it...