Ji Zuodao's breath was silent and his face was ashen.
"It's so good, but that damn dog monk actually robbed me of my royal skin and ruined my breakthrough. I'm really angry!"
The problem is which body the other party grabbed was not good, and they actually snatched Zhu Huan’s body!
This directly ruined his future plans!
Let him no longer be able to use Ming's luck to do things with ease!
Therefore, he could only settle for the next best thing and try to get Zhu Huan's past body.
So, he planned to sneak into the emperor's mausoleum secretly. Who would have imagined that the emperor's mausoleum suddenly became turbulent, and then the mausoleum guards suddenly appeared, and he could only retreat hastily!
If he is really blocked by the garrison guards and secret guards, with his current seriously injured body, he may not be able to withstand it!
Especially without Zhu Huan's presence, the imperial mausoleum of the Ming Dynasty was full of murderous intent. A slight mistake could cost him his life!
"For the present plan, we can only recover from the injury first. After the injury recovers, we can then borrow the Baifu Knot from my younger brother, and then I can secretly sneak into the imperial mausoleum and seize Zhu Huan's past body."
"Anyway, Zhu Huan's past body is lying inside, so there is no way he can escape."
Ji Zuodao had a plan in his mind and could only look in the direction of the Emperor's Mausoleum with an unwilling expression on his face and quickly retreated.
Not long after he left, Yang Fan appeared outside the imperial mausoleum.
The huge imperial mausoleum has beautiful scenery and graceful bells and whistles. It is really a good place to bury someone.
After confirming that he had initially digested Zhu Huan's future body, Yang Fan began to worry about the other person's past and present bodies.
It's not because of anything else, but because he completes his true form as an emperor.
Because Yang Fan discovered during his practice that after a single future body is digested, it may only have one-third of its true form power, which is not the full power of the emperor that he thought it was!
In other words, he did not get the complete imperial appearance of Zhu Huan!
The most likely reason is that Zhu Huan lost his three bodies and the power of the emperor's skin was also divided into three parts. !
"Based on this, even if my cheap brother wants to break through, I'm afraid he won't be able to break through, because his emperor-like appearance has not been fully cultivated at all!"
This is the reason why Yang Fan came so quickly as soon as his cultivation was stable.
Because once his brother fails to break through the barrier, he will definitely think of the reason. At that time, the other party will definitely come to take the past person here!
He even wants the other person's current body, so how can he let the other person take away his past body?
However, as soon as he arrived, he realized something was wrong.
Around the imperial mausoleum, a large number of garrison guards appeared. The combination of bright posts and hidden sentries actually surrounded the entire imperial mausoleum. It was so tightly guarded that it was difficult for flies to fly in.
"Something happened? Has my cheap brother already succeeded?"
Yang Fan's heart sank.
Otherwise, how could the Imperial Mausoleum, which was usually as quiet as dead water, undergo such a change?
This feeling of missing a move made him so depressed that he almost vomited blood.
"No, I have to go in and take a look!"
Yang Fan was unwilling to retreat like this, and looked at the heavily defended imperial mausoleum with flashing eyes.
If the imperial mausoleum was really stolen, these people would have already started searching everywhere. How could they just defend here?
Could it be that my cheap brother hasn’t succeeded yet?
This couldn't help but give him a glimmer of hope.
Soon, night fell.
Yang Fan stood on the edge of the cliff, his clothes tied up with a wide Baifu knot, and his whole body blended into the night.
At the same time, his appearance slowly separated from his true body and began to change.
Like a candy man in the hands of a craftsman, he can be transformed, elongated, and twisted at will. Finally, his body shape and
His appearance slowly transformed into that of Zhu Huan's future body.
Standing in the dark night, like a strange ghost.
Because he had followed his elder brother into the imperial mausoleum last time, he still clearly remembered the road leading to Zhu Huan's mausoleum.
This deity is sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff. Under the cover of the night, his whole figure almost blends into the night.
The "Divine Foot Power" was silently running in his heart, and his invisible thoughts floated leisurely towards Zhu Huan's mausoleum. Along the way, no one among the dense guards noticed his presence!
"God's feet are strong enough to pass without any hindrance!"
Yang Fan sat cross-legged and gave a soft command. The skin in front of him was shrouded in a deep golden light and slowly turned into nothingness. When it appeared again, his skin had already reached the gate of the mausoleum!
"If you use this magical power properly, I'm afraid you will become the most terrifying assassin in the world!"
Yang Fan sighed secretly.
The strange skin walked lightly towards the depths of the mausoleum.
His appearance revealed Zhu Huan's future appearance, and some invisible energy echoed the late emperor's tomb, and all obstacles and legal restrictions seemed to be in vain.
Yang Fan went straight into the last main tomb chamber, and the three upper, middle and lower coffins came into view again.
For some reason, when Yang Fan looked at the coffin where his future body was buried, he had the urge to go inside and lie down.
"What a ridiculous idea."
Yang Fan suppressed this thought and couldn't help but shake his head.
Click click click.
But at this moment, an extremely subtle sound suddenly came from his ears!
At this moment, he was almost half the owner of this mausoleum. He immediately recognized the sound as someone entering the imperial mausoleum and heading towards the main tomb chamber at an extremely fast speed.
"not good!"
Yang Fan's expression changed slightly.
He is fast After looking around the main tomb, there was no hiding place at all.
Unsure of the visitor's identity, he had no intention of fighting with outsiders, and finally set his sights on the coffin where his future body was buried.
With a whooshing sound, the human skin flashed and he escaped into it.
And in the next second, the dragon-breaking stone door of the main tomb slowly rose, and three figures stepped in from the outside.
The two old eunuchs were slightly stooped and had deep eyes.
And the leader is surprisingly the head of the East Factory - Jia Shi'an!
His eyes looked around the main tomb chamber, and a cold and stern look appeared on his face: "It turned out to be a three-life coffin! That old ghost really tried to live a second life!"
"Inspect the coffin!"
Jia Shi'an waved his hand, and the two old eunuchs stepped forward.
As soon as they arrived in front of the Sansheng coffin, an old eunuch with sharp eyes noticed something immediately. He quickly pointed at the coffin in the middle and made a sharp sound.
"There is a trace of golden blood here! I'm afraid it was left by the late emperor!"
"Judging from the location of the bloodstains, I'm afraid someone came out of it! The time may have been more than thirty years!"
As soon as these words came out, the main tomb chamber instantly became cold.
Jia Shi'an's eyes flashed, he took out an imperial edict and raised it high. An invisible force seemed to suppress the power of the entire imperial mausoleum. He coldly ordered: "By the emperor's order, open the coffin!"
The edict is like heaven!
A faint golden shimmer instantly enveloped the main tomb chamber.
"..."
Yang Fan, who was hiding in the coffin, naturally heard this sound and screamed inwardly that it was bad luck, he didn't come early, he didn't come late, he just waited until I came to open the coffin!
"I am a human skin, I am a human skin..."
Yang Fan secretly hypnotized himself.
Click.
The next second, the boards of the late emperor's coffin were lifted.