Ambition of the Wind and Cloud

But in a day's time, the waves rose again.A piece of news crazily swept through most of the martial arts world: Those who win the Heshibi will win the Imperial Mausoleum of Mount Li, and Heshibi is the key to the Imperial Mausoleum of Mount Li.

Everyone was crazy about it, thinking how rich Qin Shihuang was sitting in the nine states of the world; how many rare treasures, famous swords and ancient relics in the pre-Qin period were all moved into the Qin Palace after Qin destroyed the six kingdoms, and finally buried with Qin Shihuang Into the ground!Not to mention those martial arts cheats that have long since disappeared, it is even more eye-catching!

After a short period of frenzy, all those with a heart set their sights on Ying Zheng, and He's Bi is now in the hands of this man!

Due to Yingzheng's accumulated prestige in the past and the great power of the Tianxiahui, coupled with Yingzheng's secretive attitude towards Heshibi, they did not dare to directly ask to follow Yingzheng to visit the imperial tomb, but followed Yingzheng and others It's always okay to pick up cheap ones behind you, right?There must be a limited number of people in the world who will be sent to the imperial tomb, so could it be possible that someone with that idea could swallow all the contents of the imperial tomb?

They didn't know that even if Ying Zheng left the contents of the mausoleum to never be used, he would not want idle people to enter the imperial mausoleum and disturb the peace of his mausoleum.After all, that was his last resting place in his previous life. Who would want to have his grave dug up after his death?

When the news spread to Tianxiahui, Yingzheng's face was as cold as frost: "I underestimated the tossing ability of this demon phoenix."

Dare to encourage people in the world to open up the idea of ​​his tomb, it is courting death!

"Master, is what Panfeng said true?" Ni Bodhisattva looked at the Heshibi placed on the table and asked, "This Heshibi is really the key to the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang?"

"So what if it is? So what if it's not?" Ying Zheng glanced at him inexplicably: "What did you notice?"

"Panfeng will surely perish in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor of Qin." Ni Bodhisattva flipped through his task panel and replied, "And Jiaolong must perish at the hands of Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, Wuming and Duanlang."

This is the situation he will try to promote next.

If he can complete these two tasks, not only will he himself be rewarded generously, and he will be able to return to his original world, but Ying Zheng and Feng Yun will also be favored by stronger luck.

Through the continuous upgrading of the system, the mud bodhisattva can feel that the road that Ying Zheng will take in the future is far more than this, but those have nothing to do with him.Indeed, if he chooses to stay, maybe he can get more, but that is not what he expected.His goal has never changed.

"Among the people who slay the dragon, there is no Zhen, why is that?"

"The four of them, especially Fengyun, carry the great fortune of this world. If they can slay the dragon, it will be a great merit for them, but for the gang leader, they must have killed Panfeng by then. No matter how much merit you need, it is fine for the leader to intervene in this battle, but this battle is of no benefit to the leader." Ni Bodhisattva replied according to the system prompt.

"I killed Jiaolong and Panfeng not for any merit!" In order to eliminate these two scourges, he and countless people including Liu Che died unexpectedly.They fight with their lives, not for any benefit!

"Of course I know that the leader of the gang is not someone who seeks fame, but Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, and Duanlang are all disciples of the leader of the gang, and Wuming is also a half-confidant of the leader of the gang. This matter is beneficial to them. Doesn't the leader think about them? Sect leader intervenes, even if Jiaolong is defeated, most of the merits will be lost."

"I know. Let them try it, if it doesn't work, I still want to take action."

He has waited long enough, he absolutely cannot tolerate the scourge of another world like Jiaolong living in the world.

"By the way, leader, Panfeng deliberately spread such news at this moment, presumably to distract your attention, have you thought about how to deal with it?"

"What's so difficult about this?" Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows, and said to Wen Chouchou, who was standing beside him, "I have ordered that anyone in the Jianghu who dares to approach the Lishan Imperial Mausoleum will be killed!"

The mud bodhisattva was shocked by the momentum emanating from Ying Zheng.It has been a long time since Yingzheng has shown the image of a fair and strict gentleman, so long that everyone has almost forgotten the blood in his bones.This is his true face, those who follow others prosper, and those who oppose others perish.

Obviously, the organs in the imperial mausoleum are enough to kill all the intruders, but he couldn't wait for that time to do it, because he didn't want the blood of those people to stain his cemetery.

However, Yingzheng obviously did not intend to let Panfeng go, and after a little thought, he decided to treat him in the same way: "Since Panfeng sent me such a 'big gift', come here without If it’s not polite, I’ll give him back a share.” Ying Zheng’s dark eyes were full of awe-inspiring coldness: “Reveal Panfeng’s true identity and location to the world, and tell the story of the person who can live forever by drinking the phoenix’s blood. The rumors spread as soon as possible! I want to see, which is greater, the temptation of immortality or the temptation of those rare treasures!"

Pan Feng was at a low point at the moment, and before he had time to catch his breath, the door was blocked by someone.

Someone discovered Panfeng's hiding place, which confirmed the reliability of the new rumors, and everyone couldn't sit still.

Although it was rumored that there was everything that one could expect in the Lishan Imperial Tomb, it was just a rumor after all, and no one who went in had ever been seen coming out, which shows the degree of danger.But the phoenix blood in front of them is more readily available, and they don't know what kind of shit luck they have, just when the phoenix is ​​weak, how can they let go of this great opportunity for nothing?

Pan Feng was still seriously injured, and her combat power was low, so everyone worked together to drain several drops of blood.The eyes of the person who was subdued were bright, and they looked at Panfeng with undisguised eagerness, as if they wished to drain its blood and swallow it alive.

Pan Feng never imagined that he wanted to cause some trouble for Ying Zheng, and he took the opportunity to recuperate his injuries as a plan for the future, but in the end it was himself who really got into trouble.Because of the combined efforts of wave after wave of people to encircle and suppress it, it was restless and had to change its hiding place again and again, and in the end it couldn't even hide in the ruins of the Qin Palace.

The crowd followed Panfeng to this place, but they were trapped by many traps in the ruins, causing heavy casualties, and hesitated for a while.

Panfeng finally got a chance to breathe. Fortunately, it had sent people to make a rough visit to the Qin Palace, so it was able to use the advantage of the terrain to stop these greedy people.However, Panfeng and Yingzheng have old grudges, how can Yingzheng allow Panfeng to use the Qin Palace to hide as he likes?Before Pan Feng could breathe a sigh of relief, Ying Zheng brought Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, Duan Lang and others to the door.

Given that Yingzheng's understanding of Qin Gong was much better than that of Panfeng, he quickly forced Panfeng into the trap, making Panfeng's injuries worse.

"Don't be too arrogant!" Pan Feng was also angry, her eyes turned red, and she flapped her wings to bring out bursts of hurricanes. Unfortunately, because of her injuries, she could not exert much of her strength. The power of this hurricane is really limited .

However, at this moment, Bu Jingyun's eyes turned red suddenly, and his hands began to tremble, as if he was trying his best to restrain his involuntary movements, but he failed in the end.

Bu Jingyun turned around suddenly, drew his sword out of its sheath, and the dark and peerless sword was put on Ying Zheng's neck.Ying Zheng glanced at Bu Jingyun with red eyes, and his expression changed suddenly: "What did you do to my disciple?"

As if holding a trump card, Panfeng said complacently, "What do you think? Don't you always like to hold everything in your hands, Yingzheng? How come you don't know what happened?"

Ying Zheng flew back and quickly distanced himself from Bu Jingyun. Although Bu Jingyun was controlled by Panfeng and immediately swung his sword at Ying Zheng, he was a step too late and missed.

Seeing this, Panfeng snorted coldly, knowing that Bu Jingyun would not be Yingzheng's opponent if he fought alone.

Bu Jingyun reversed the direction the peerless sword was pointing at, and placed the sword around his neck with his backhand.Perhaps it was because this time the sword was not pointing at Ying Zheng, and Pan Feng easily succeeded without Bu Jingyun's tenacious resistance.

idiot!Pan Feng secretly said in his heart, his eyes wandered between the calm Bu Jingyun and the cloudy Yingzheng. When he used Fusu as a pawn to threaten Yingzheng to retreat, Yingzheng had the same expression. He looked calm and composed. Don't panic, as if what you care about is only the eldest son being taken away and losing face, not the eldest son himself.But in the end, if it wasn't for saving his son, he wouldn't have been tricked by himself, contracted the chronic poison, and died of physical exhaustion after more than ten years.

This time, it wanted to see what Ying Zheng planned to do!

"If you want his life, take me into the imperial mausoleum." Pan Feng said gloomyly: "Otherwise—"

Bu Jingyun's strikes were as quick as lightning, and several vital points on his body were stabbed in an instant, and the gurgling blood kept dripping down. On his neck, the force was so great that it even drew bloodstains on that slender and fair neck.

Yingzheng's eyes sank, like the sea on the eve of a storm: "It's this kind of drama again. Panfeng, you have challenged my bottom line time and time again, and I will definitely let you die without a place to die."

"Of course you can, as long as you don't care about this kid's life or death!" Pan Feng was obviously impatient to listen to Ying Zheng's threat, and ordered Bu Jingyun to stab the peerless sword into his neck for a few minutes: "How about it, it's decided Do you want to keep Qin Ling's treasure, or this kid's life?"

Yingzheng glanced at it without warmth, and silently took out the Heshibi from his bosom. The radiance flowing on it faintly matched something in the ruins of the Qin Palace. On the ground, sometimes into the ground, extending to the Lishan Imperial Mausoleum.

To give in so easily?Pan Feng frowned, a trace of uneasiness flashed in his heart.

Back then, it almost killed Fusu and Yingzheng didn't let go, but now it has succeeded in its purpose, but it feels very uneasy in its heart.

This doesn't look like Ying Zheng's style. What is he planning?

Pan Feng glanced at Bu Jingyun who was standing not far from her, and felt relieved.No matter what Yingzheng is plotting, as long as Bu Jingyun is in hand, what is it afraid of?It made the mistake of letting go of Fusu before, and it will never do it again!

The Qin Palace is very large, and it will not be possible to walk to the end of the ruins in a short while.It would be fine if everyone used lightness kung fu to rush on the road, but now that Pan Feng and Bu Jingyun are injured, the speed of the road can't be expected.After resting and resting for a few days, everyone finally entered the entrance of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum from the secret passage pointed by He Shibi.

Pan Feng was a little weak in energy, but when he saw the deep tomb and drove straight into the mausoleum under the leadership of Ying Zheng, he still showed a smile.

Ironically, only at its weakest moment is the thing closest to its heart.

Pan Feng looked at the miniature version of Xianyang King City in the underground mausoleum, from a distance, there was still a kind of grand and simple simplicity.

Sweat wet Bu Jingyun's forehead, but he looked at the scene in front of him with good eyesight. This is the hometown of Master, the place where Master once lived.

Nie Feng and Duanlang were also shocked by the city in front of them, each had their own thoughts.

Pushing open the central door, hearing a creaking sound in the ear, bringing a distant breath, everyone immediately felt as if they had entered another world.

Pan Feng's expression was far more excited than Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, and Duanlang.If the three of Feng Yunlang were simply immersed in the atmosphere of the ancient Xianyang City, then Pan Feng was attracted by all the treasures in the palace.

In a remote small room, it saw the martial arts cheats it couldn't find, and greedily took those cheats under its wings, while watching Ying Zheng vigilantly, for fear that he would make a move to prevent it from taking the cheats.

Unexpectedly, upon seeing this, Ying Zheng just looked at Pan Feng's actions with sneering eyes, and said nothing else.

Everyone walked around the outer city, and Pan Feng collected the treasures along the way. It was not until the two wings became bulging, and the body was too clumsy and heavy to walk, that he restrained himself a little.

Bu Jingyun was not in such a good mood as Pan Feng, he walked quite strenuously along the way, the wound on his body opened again, and he staggered a bit.Seeing this, Ying Zheng immediately appeared beside him and held his hand.

Pan Feng's gaze immediately became vigilant, and he manipulated Bu Jingyun to swing out a cloud-dispelling palm. Ying Zheng couldn't dodge in time, and a bloodstain snaked out of the hand holding Bu Jingyun, and the bright red blood stained along his face. The wrist was slowly flowing down, but he just glanced at it indifferently.

Seeing that Ying Zheng was injured, Bu Jingyun looked very excited, and the resistance in his consciousness became stronger.

Pan Feng sternly said: "Don't move! It's not that easy to get rid of my control!"

Bu Jingyun felt something burning in his blood, as if it was going to burn the last drop of blood in his body, he knelt down on one knee, panting heavily.

"From the moment you took that elixir of immortality made from my blood, you should have known that this would end up like this. Now, you'd better listen to me obediently and don't resist me." Pan Feng said: "stand up!"

With great difficulty, Bu Jingyun stood up with his peerless sword, and stared at Panfeng resentfully, his gloomy eyes full of murderous intent.

When Nie Feng and Duan Lang saw their fellow disciples being humiliated by Pan Feng, their expressions were not very good. They were just being wary, because Bu Jingyun was still in Pan Feng's hands, so they didn't really want to do anything to Pan Feng.

Finally, after everyone walked through the huge palace, they saw a closed door again.

Panfeng waved his wings and brought out a gust of wind to push the door open, but the gust of wind was immediately bounced back and hit Panfeng.

"It's useless." Yingzheng saw that it had suffered from this door, so he said flatly: "This inner door is not as easy to open as the outer door in the mausoleum. If you want to go inside, you have to use the Legalist door." As a guide, use the blood of the Ying family to write the legacy of the ancestors, and finally put the He's Bi into the groove to open it. If you want to break through forcibly, the door will bounce all the attacks back to the user, and the number of attacks The more you have, the more exponentially you suffer backlash."

"You must have a way to open this inner door, right?" Pan Feng said: "Open this door quickly!"

When Panfeng urged Yingzheng, it didn't know that it was one step closer to death.

Ying Zheng looked at Pan Feng with neither sadness nor joy: "As you wish."

He took out He's Bi and put it on the ground, then pulled out the Tai'a Sword under the surprised eyes of everyone, and split the priceless jade bi in two.A delicate and small jade bottle rolled out from the middle.Ying Zheng bent down and held the jade bottle in his hand.

"This is..." Nie Feng asked hesitantly.

"It contains Ying's blood."

After Yingzheng finished speaking, he swung a set of swordsmanship towards the gate of the inner city. This set of swordsmanship was created by the ancestors of the Qin State, and it had exactly 33 moves.

The dazzling brilliance twinkled like the stars dotting the sky in the night sky, intertwined like a shuttle, extremely dazzling.A moment later, a row of grooves appeared on the gate. Ying Zheng took the lid of the jade bottle, dipped his finger in the dried blood and re-burned it to a liquid state with internal force, and then swiped a pen on the gate like a cloud and flowing water.

Nie Feng, Duanlang, and Bu Jingyun had never learned these fonts before, so they couldn't understand what Ying Zheng was writing.Ying Zheng, who wrote the words, looked very solemn, as if he was worshiping his ancestors in a temple.

After finishing the last stroke, he quickly turned around and put the broken Heshibi into the last remaining space in the groove. With the completion of this series of actions, the dusty gate of the inner city opened. It slowly opened in front of everyone.

There seemed to be something inside that sensed the arrival of the person, and it began to tremble continuously. Panfeng had a bad premonition in his heart. It just wanted to retreat behind Bu Jingyun, but was pulled out by Bu Jingyun, and stabbed him with a sword. Entering the feathers, the phoenix blood flew out of the sword immediately.

Pan Feng looked at Bu Jingyun in horror: "No, it's impossible... You are not under my control! Could it be that you have been acting from the beginning?"

Bu Jingyun gouged out Panfeng angrily, and stabbed his chest again with a sword, his face was splashed with scorching Phoenix blood, he looked like a blood-soaked cultivator: "If it wasn't for attracting you here, Using your blood as a sacrifice to activate Qin Ling's treasure, why would I give up resisting and accept your control? If not, how could Master be injured? You should die!"

He didn't want to say much, and he had no interest in Qin Ling's treasure, he just wanted to take Pan Feng's life immediately to relieve his hatred.

"Wait a minute, Yun'er, I said before that the life of this beast belongs to me!"