To put it bluntly, none of the people present were unafraid of death. They were just a little longer-lived than ordinary people, but that didn't mean they wouldn't die.
The fact that the eight great families were secretly developing an elixir of immortality back then led to so many subsequent events, and it's possible that those present at the scene were involved.
Therefore, the saying "all crows are black" applies here.
Otherwise, why would everyone drop everything and rush to this godforsaken place after hearing the news from the Taoist priest Changqing about the First Emperor's Mausoleum and the promise of immortality?
Just to see the truth.
Despite the current cooperative relationship, if it is confirmed that the remains of the First Emperor are no longer inside, it will inevitably lead to a bloody storm in the martial arts world.
Everyone knows the truth.
Master Changqing wiped his face with the sleeve of his Taoist robe. “I’m just guessing. Based on the clues we have so far, it is indeed possible. I told you before whether you wanted to come or not, and you considered it. Whether it’s true or not, we’ll only know after we go in and see if the First Emperor is inside the tomb.”
"That's what we thought at the time too, but who would have thought that the formation here would be so difficult, far beyond the level of ours."
The bearded old Taoist priest said helplessly.
Master Changqing thought to himself, "Nonsense, if it weren't difficult, I would still be looking for you."
In fact, Master Changqing was quite frustrated. They had gathered the most amazing people in the world, but unexpectedly, after entering the northern foothills of Mount Li, they were trapped by this stone formation.
There were also many corpses in this place, which at a glance were probably tomb raiders. They didn't expect that they would lose their lives here instead of successfully raiding the tomb.
No wonder no one has been able to break into the Imperial Mausoleum; the formation alone is difficult to break.
They've been circling around here for three months now, but they still can't find the key point of the formation.
Fortunately, they had all communicated with each other beforehand, and food and water were delivered to them every week, which prevented them from starving and dying of thirst while they were out there.
Master Changqing also benefited from some good fortune.
This time, he didn't even inform Suya, so his apprentice wouldn't prepare food and water for her at all.
Don't dismiss this formation as truly sinister; it's not just a Qimen Dunjia formation, but also incorporates elements of the Feng Hou Eight Formations, the very Eight Trigrams Formation created by Zhuge Liang.
It's important to know that the Eight Trigrams Formation actually consists of eight formations: the Covering Formation, the Earth Bearing Formation, the Wind Rising Formation, the Cloud Hanging Formation, the Dragon Flying Formation, the Tiger Wing Formation, the Bird Soaring Formation, and the Snake Coiling Formation. It incorporates astronomical and geographical elements, making it a rare and invaluable ancient battle formation.
Qimen Dunjia also encompasses astronomy, calendar systems, warfare, strategy, and philosophy.
It has a similar effect to the Eight Trigrams Formation.
But in reality, they serve a complementary purpose.
It is conceivable that the combined power of the two formations is dozens of times more terrifying than a single formation.
If the attempt to break the formation fails, a problem will occur in a certain area of Mount Li, such as smoke or ground subsidence.
Anyway, never underestimate the wisdom of the ancients.
This has made them hesitant to break through the formation easily.
If this continues, it will inevitably attract trouble.
The current Taoist priest Changqing and his group are unaware that what is happening here has already caught the attention of the Chinese high command, and the area has been heavily guarded.
All of China's renowned archaeologists are rushing here as quickly as possible.
Just as everyone was hesitating about whether to continue, a woman who looked to be about 50 years old suddenly walked up to the formation and said, "Someone just called to tell me that we're surrounded. We have to leave now. Archaeologists from all over China are rushing to this place. And, if things continue like this, they'll notify us too."
The bearded man said, "Hu Ji, there's not even a ghost signal here, where did you get your signal from? Are you talking nonsense and trying to take it all for yourself?"
The Hu Ji sect mainly uses sand to calculate good and bad fortune. For example, if it is not a good day to move, then everyone should rest. Only when it is a suitable day will they begin to break the formation.
So, apart from failing to break the formation, these people were not seriously injured.
"What are you saying, you old codger? Look at this!"
The bearded man saw something in the woman's hand that looked like an old, discarded older brother figure.
"What are you going to do with that old, outdated mobile phone?"
"You're so ignorant! I told you to spend more time online, but you wouldn't listen. This is called a public health hotline. Making calls here is expensive, but you can answer them anywhere."
Master Changqing then understood.
No wonder Hu Ji was always carrying a black box.
It turned out to be a satellite phone.
Although he had never met Master Changqing, he had a talkative man named Ping An by his side who often told him things from the internet.
So Master Changqing still had some impression of him.
However, this health hotline was much uglier than I had imagined.
"You old hag, why didn't you bring out such a good thing sooner? If it weren't for the fact that our disciples and grand-disciples are still filial, we old hags would have starved to death here."
"You think you can just have something like this whenever you want? Let's not talk about that anymore. What do we do now? Are we just going to go down the mountain like this?"
"Go ahead and try, what else can we do? But I don't think we can break into the First Emperor's Mausoleum by hiring Chinese archaeologists. They're probably not as good as us. At least we got close to the formation."
Suddenly, Hu Ji whispered, "Why don't we hire tomb raiders? I remember a big shot once said that if he had a month, he and two others would be confident they could get into the First Emperor's Mausoleum at Mount Li. Anyway, we'll just take a look to see if the First Emperor is still there; we won't damage anything inside."
"Are you talking about that person?"
"Yes, that's the person. How come you know him, you old geezer?"
"Know him my ass, that guy's been shot long ago."
"Oh, when did this happen? How come I didn't know about it?"
"What do you know? Besides, that's illegal, we don't need to."
Master Changqing gave Hu Ji and the old man a disdainful look, as if they weren't breaking the law now.
So Master Changqing decided to return home. Calculating the time, it was now early July, the time to summon the little girl's soul. He wondered how his disciple was doing now.
Then Master Changqing raised both hands and said, "In that case, I will take my leave first."
After saying that, Master Changqing left.
Do you really think they can fly on swords?
No, he was on his legs, but his legs seemed to move very fast, making it look like he was flying.
Unexpectedly, after several days of arduous travel, Master Changqing returned to Kyoto and learned that his disciple Su Ya, whom he had gone through so much trouble to recognize, had been in a coma for three months.
"How come no one notified me after I've been unconscious for so long?"
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