Longevity was the ultimate goal that many people sought.
Even Ying Zheng, a great emperor with great talent and strategy, could not resist the temptation of immortality.
Just like the name of this ancient city, Bottle Mountain bore the blood and sweat of many Daoists and the pursuit of successive emperors.
Unfortunately…
This was just a dream.
Sighing, Feng Bai didn't hesitate too much. He went forward and tried to push the door.
What surprised him was that the door was not sealed shut.
With a creaking sound, the door was slowly pushed open, revealing a long corridor.
The surroundings were still pitch-black.
Only the miner's lamp in his hand was shining brightly, like a lighthouse in the vast deep sea.
After passing through the city gate, barbican, and tunnel, they passed another Pill Palace.
They did not encounter any danger.
There weren't even any stone figurines or tomb beasts. It was so quiet that it was a little creepy.
Moreover, as he walked in the Longevity Palace, he had a strange feeling…as if there was a pair of eyes watching him from the shadows.
However, when he went to search, the feeling of spying disappeared without a trace.
After some thought, Feng Bai summoned the golden armor.
Thump! Thump!
The golden-armored warrior following behind him stepped on the stone slabs, and the sound of his footsteps kept coming.
With the movement, Feng Bai felt much more at ease.
After passing through the Elixir Palace, he finally arrived at the deepest part of the Longevity Palace.
The palace that he had seen outside the city.
Outside the hall was an empty square. Other than a stone tablet, there was nothing else to be seen. Further behind was a stone staircase that led straight to the back hall.
He carried the lamp and walked to the stone tablet.
It was covered in dust.
He casually wiped off a piece, and a line of cryptic words immediately appeared below.
After reading it carefully, Feng Bai realized that the inscription was probably about the emperor praying for the immortal medicine.
Unfortunately, he couldn't tell the exact age of the stone tablet.
However, from the inscription on the tablet, it should be from the Qin and Han Dynasties.
Along the way, the ancient ruins Feng Bai had seen in Bottle Mountain were from around this era. He couldn't help but guess that the stone tablet might have been left behind by the Qin Emperor.
However, he did not dwell on the stone tablet for too long.
He walked along the stone steps to the back hall.
The strange thing was that the palace door had long disappeared, and there were no signs of damage around it.
After stepping on the last stone step, he looked up and saw the hall. It was dark, and he could vaguely hear the sound of wind whistling inside.
This situation was obviously not right. Feng Bai's mind tensed up, and he subconsciously took out the Golden Dragon Bone Saber from behind him.
He held his breath and listened attentively. The whistling sound seemed to be the wind that had drilled into the mountain crack and blew through the bead curtain.
Thinking of this, Feng Bai couldn't help but laugh at himself.
There were too many strange things about this ancient tomb, and he had experienced many dangerous traps and dark formations, which made him a little too cautious.
He gritted his teeth and rushed in.
The hall was divided into two levels.
The first floor was small and empty. Only the walls on both sides were colorful and painted with countless murals.
Feng Bai knew that the ancients used murals to record their lives when they were buried.
He had not found out who the owner of the ancient tomb was.
He couldn't help but press his thoughts and walk to the mountain wall. He raised his miner's lamp and looked over seriously.
From front to back.
There were a total of seven murals, and as expected, they recorded the life of the tomb owner.
He was born in the Western Regions and joined the army at a young age. He had experienced countless wars and made outstanding contributions.
After the Mongolians destroyed Xixia, he learned that there was a treasure hidden in the palace of Xixia, so he was ordered to go to the tomb of Xixia.
However, after digging through several royal tombs in a row, he found nothing.
In the end, he had to follow the clues to vaguely know that the treasure was very likely hidden in the Heavenly Great Buddhist Temple in the Black Water City of Western Xia.
Unfortunately, Black Water City had long been buried in the yellow sand. Later, he was ordered to go to Miao Jiang to quell the chaos of Yi Dong.
That was why this matter ended without any problems.
However, even before he died, he still couldn't forget about that treasure, so he ordered people to carve murals in the tomb to record this matter.
Originally, Feng Bai only treated it as a story.
However, when he saw the treasure depicted in the last mural, his chest felt like it was being struck by thunder.
It was a pearl that looked like a human eye and was as transparent as jade.
"Muchen Pearl!"
Feng Bai recognized it almost immediately.
That pearl was clearly the Phoenix Gall that the Moving Mountain Sect had been searching for countless years.
However, in the next moment, he became confused again.
If according to the murals, the Mu Chen Pearl was in the Heavenly Great Buddhist Temple in Black Water City, then what was the pearl stolen from King Xian's tomb?
Feng Bai's memories of the two scenes of King Xian's tomb and Black Water City were very vague.
After seeing the mural, he felt even more strange.
The Great Buddhist Temple of Black Water City was far away from the Qinling Mountains, while the tomb of King Xian was in Dianchi Lake and Tianshan Mountain. The two were thousands of miles apart.
How did they end up in the same place?
"Could it be…"
A guess suddenly flashed through Feng Bai's mind.
According to history, the Muchen Pearl first appeared in the Shang Dynasty. Wuding found the ancient jade eye in a collapsed mountain and believed that it was left behind by the immortal Yellow Emperor, so it was called the Muchen Pearl.
The last record of it was in the Han Dynasty.
It was said that Liu Che had buried the pearl with him and brought it into the coffin.
However, Feng Bai knew that what was buried with Liu Che was not the real Mu Chen Pearl, but a Shadow Pearl.
As for the real location…
He was still leaning towards the tomb of King Xian.
Why was there also a record of the Heavenly Great Buddhist Temple in Black Water City? Perhaps at some point in time, the Muchen Pearl had once landed in the Xixia Dynasty.
After thinking for a long time, Feng Bai felt that his guess was infinitely close to the truth.
Whoosh!
He took a deep breath and came back to his senses.
He took one last look at the mural before turning around and walking towards the back hall.
The moment he entered the door!
Feng Bai couldn't help but frown.
In the depths of the hall, there was an unusually tall purple gold coffin.
Looking at the coffin, he suddenly thought of the figure he had seen on the mural. At the same time, a few lines of words appeared in his mind.
"I've been ordered to quell the chaos of Yi Dong!"
When he first entered the Old Bear Ridge, he read the stories passed down from the surrounding villages. Back then, the Yuan Dynasty soldiers were ferocious and slaughtered all the 72 Cave Barbarians.
Everything in front of him matched the rumors.
"It seems that this is the place where that person was buried!”
Feng Bai sighed. After going through so much hardship, he had finally found this place. It was not in vain for him to travel back and forth for half a month.
He placed the lamp on the ground.
Using the light, Feng Bai quietly approached the coffin. What surprised him was that there was no lid on the coffin, only a Seven Star Board.
He looked at the bottom of the coffin through the seven-star hole.
He could vaguely see a corpse covered in white fur!
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