Yang Yu knew that he had triggered the mechanism. Before the arrow could be shot, he activated the Golden Goose Technique and directly rushed towards the stone door. When the arrow was shot, Yang Yu had already left his original position. As Yang Yu ran quickly, the sound of dozens of mechanisms being activated could be heard on the ground.
Hearing the voice, Yang Yu took out several tree branches from his Meteorite Ring and blocked in front of him. The sound of arrows raining down rang out, and it only stopped after a minute.
When Yang Yu heard that the rain of arrows had stopped, he retracted the tree trunks. Yang Yu looked in the direction of the terracotta soldiers and hurriedly began to look for the mechanism in front of the stone door.
The city gate that Yang Yu had entered from was blocked by a huge rock, and the nine rows of stone terracotta soldiers had been mostly broken by the rain of arrows.
Looking at the terracotta soldiers that were beginning to shed their shells, Yang Yu became a little anxious. Yang Yu could still be dealt with. However, with 81 living corpses attacking together, even if Yang Yu could finish them all off, he would be exhausted. The rest of the journey would also be affected.
Looking at the stone terracotta soldier that was shedding its skin, Yang Yu suddenly had an idea. He quickly rushed to the front of the terracotta soldier and directly put it into his Meteorite Ring. Before long, Yang Yu had collected all 81 terracotta soldiers before the stone skin completely fell off.
After Yang Yu took away all the terracotta soldiers, the entire tomb immediately became empty. Yang Yu also had enough time and leisure to unlock the mechanism on the stone door.
Without the threat of a living corpse, Yang Yu began to look at the stone door seriously. It was actually a mural of ten thousand Buddhas worshiping their ancestors. Yang Yu looked at the mural carefully and felt that there was something strange about it. On the mural, the Guardians of the Buddha were seated, just like the Buddha.
One had to know that in the feudal era, each class had a clear hierarchy. It could be seen in the paintings of the various Buddhist sects in the future. Other than when the Buddha Lord held a Dharma Conference to discuss Buddha, there was basically no other painting of the Guardian Temple sitting.
Yang Yu carefully examined the bodies of the two Guardian Gaireans and discovered that the lotus moss on which the two Guardian Gaireans sat had a crack. Yang Yu thought for a moment and took out the tree trunk that he had placed in the Meteorite Ring. He placed it not far behind him to guard against any possible traps.
After setting it up, Yang Yu directly pressed down the lotus moss under the two guardian temples. As expected, the two lotus thrones could move. Following Yang Yu's movements, they were directly pressed into the door.
At this moment, a series of mechanical sounds rang out. Then, Yang Yu heard three consecutive thuds from the tree trunk behind him. Then, the tree trunk flew directly towards Yang Yu.
Yang Yu dodged and the tree trunk smashed into the stone door, shattering it. Yang Yu looked over and could not help but gasp. The thing that had sent the tree trunk flying was actually three arm-thick ballista arrows. After the arrows pierced through the wood, they directly nailed into the mural stone.
Just as Yang Yu was exclaiming in amazement, the stone door that had been hit by the arrow slowly opened. After the stone door was opened, a pungent burnt smell accompanied by a black mist came out from behind the door.
Fortunately, Yang Yu was far enough away from the arrow. Otherwise, he would have been choked by the black smoke or the stench. It was obvious that this tomb had already been burned down. The various supernatural creatures inside, even if they did not die, would have probably fled in all directions.
When the smoke dispersed and the stench faded away, Yang Yu went to the door and looked inside. There were obvious traces of burning oil in the tomb, and many places showed signs of collapse.
Yang Yu walked in and saw that in this half-collapsed hall, the main seat was empty. Below it were two rows of half-burned black corpses. He looked at the dried corpses and saw that each of them had a Du Ming at their waists.
Yang Yu picked up a piece to wipe off the dust, only to see that it was engraved with the three characters of Monk Zhi Guang. Combining all these signs, Yang Yu instantly recalled the mausoleum of Emperor Xuanwu of Wei that Bai Zhantang and the others had mentioned. During the reign of Emperor Xuanwu of Wei, he was very happy with Buddhism and had gathered many Buddhist monks in the palace to preach.
As a result, all the officials and people in the country believed in Buddhism. The government became more and more abandoned, and the peasant uprisings continued. However, what Yang Yu was curious about was that there was a clear record in the history books that Emperor Xuanwu of the Wei Dynasty was buried in Beimang Mountain north of Luoyang. Why was there a mausoleum to the west of Luoyang?
Unable to understand, Yang Yuxiang continued to search for the place that hadn't collapsed. The left side and the back of the hall had collapsed, making it impossible to enter. On the right side of the hall, there was a sealed stone door.
Yang Yu went forward to take a look and found that the stone door was actually inlaid with animal skin, and it was sealed extremely tightly. Yang Yu took off the beast skin and immediately saw the picture of a Buddha lecture.
Yang Yu did not feel anything wrong with the pattern this time. He could not help but push the stone door lightly. However, he did not expect the stone door to open directly with just a light push.
Yang Yu looked into the stone room and saw that there were more than ten shelves in the stone room. On the shelves were many ancient books. Yang Yu casually picked up two kraft paper books and looked at them. They were all Buddhist books in Sanskrit. Yang Yu, who did not understand Sanskrit, had no choice but to put them down again and turn his gaze to the surrounding walls.
There were nine murals on the wall. Compared to the ancient books that Yang Yu could not understand, these murals were more interesting to him. Yang Yu stepped forward and took a closer look.
The first painting depicted a huge palace where a spiritual conference was being held. Three monks were kneeling under the throne. One of them was holding a box in his hand. It was obvious that he was offering something to Emperor Xuanwu.
Yang Yu looked at the second mural. The monk had already opened the box. Two sariras appeared in the monk's hands. Strangely, above the sariras, there was a dotted line depicting a monk bowing to Emperor Xuanwu of Wei.
Looking at the mural, Yang Yu was somewhat shocked. Although he didn't know what was going on with the shadow, the box on the mural was very similar in color to the Meteorite Copper in the Peach Blossom Valley.
Yang Yu looked at the third mural and saw that the countless monks were no longer there. Only the three monks, Emperor Xuanwu of Wei, and the phantom floating in the air were left.
The four people and one shadow were obviously discussing something, but they could not hide the burning eyes of Emperor Xuanwu. The shadow opened its mouth in the air while Emperor Xuanwu stared at the two sariras.
Yang Yu's gaze followed Emperor Xuanwu's gaze. Only then did he realize that there were some slight differences between the two relics in the mural. The relic with the monk's shadow was slightly brighter than the other.
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