Chapter 83 Looking for Master
Shen Jingrong has been observing Qiao Niannian since entering the imperial mausoleum. Seeing her look like a country bumpkin who has never seen the world, she couldn't help but sneer in her heart.
That's it?
But a few night pearls can give her peach blossom eyes, so her skills are naturally average.
She no longer paid attention to Qiao Niannian, but focused on the surrounding environment.
She had the method given by her master to solve the dark river, which would definitely solve this crisis.
What they didn't know was that
just after they entered the imperial mausoleum, in the palace, the emperor asked someone to bring a bronze mirror, which was about one person tall. It was placed in front of the emperor, and the emperor's entire body could be reflected in it.
Li Furui stepped forward to check it out, and found that there was no problem, so he looked at the emperor.
The emperor was also very satisfied with the size of the bronze mirror. He nodded his head slightly, and the chief eunuch understood what the emperor meant.
He stepped forward, dismissed the maids and eunuchs who were serving in the room, closed the doors and windows of the hall, and made sure that nothing was missed before walking to the emperor's side.
The emperor had been anxious for a long time, and when he saw Li Furui coming, he hurriedly spoke.
"Let's get started!"
"Yes."
Li Furui agreed, and then took out a carved and gem-inlaid ebony box from the cabinet on the side.
When he opened the box, there was a picture transmission talisman inside.
Li Furui carefully picked up the talisman paper and stuck it on the mirror.
The next moment.
There was a flash of golden light on the mirror.
A familiar picture appeared on the bronze mirror that was originally empty.
It was the scene in the imperial mausoleum.
Li Furui looked at the Crown Prince who appeared in front of him and knelt down to salute.
"Greetings to His Royal Highness..."
After the words fell, there was no response for a long time.
Then, the emperor's laughter was heard.
"You old thing, the Crown Prince is now in the imperial mausoleum, how can he hear your voice? The picture on this mirror is just the picture sent back by the picture transmission talisman."
Li Furui laughed: "This picture is too real, I thought the Crown Prince really appeared."
After saying that, he climbed up by himself and stared at the picture on the bronze mirror for a while.
He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Your Majesty, this message talisman is really powerful. It can actually transmit the picture in the imperial mausoleum, and it is so realistic. Every move is so clear, as if this old slave is also accompanying Your Majesty in the imperial mausoleum."
The emperor nodded. This was true. The picture was so realistic that he just thought the prince had returned.
Fortunately, he calmed down and didn't act as rude as Li Furui.
He didn't know that the chief eunuch had such means, and he was quite amazed in his heart.
The two people, one is the emperor, and the other is the most trusted eunuch chief around the emperor. The two stared at the mirror and studied for a while before sitting down and looking at the scene in the picture.
In the portrait, a group of people went straight to the depths of the imperial mausoleum, which is near the underground river.
Originally, this place was high, and even if it was built into an imperial mausoleum, there would not be any moisture inside.
But now, when you go deeper, you can already smell the dampness of the soil, and when you go further inside, you have stepped into a puddle.
Wang Xuanzhi and others did not go forward, but told a few people about the problem here.
"The underground river comes from the south to the north, and the water level of the river has been rising. When I checked it a few days ago, it only flooded a corner of the imperial mausoleum. Now, it has flooded the distance of three mausoleums."
From Wang Xuanzhi's words, we know that in a few days, more and more mausoleums will be flooded, and finally the entire imperial mausoleum will be submerged by the underground river.
Xia Rongyu also came to the imperial mausoleum for the first time. This problem is more serious than Wang Xuanzhi described.
The emperor had gone to check the palace once before, and indeed only one corner was flooded. Unexpectedly, the water level rose again in just a few days.
His face suddenly turned ugly.
If it floods further, the first to be affected will be the tomb of the founding emperor of his Great Xia Dynasty, that is, his ancestor.
This is a bigger problem than the flooding of his own imperial tomb.
Unfortunately, there is no solution to this problem, and the emperor can only pin his hopes on Shen Jingrong.
After all, she is the apprentice of the national teacher, and the national teacher has already calculated that there is a problem with the imperial tomb. The national teacher can probably solve this crisis.
Li Furui usually has a sweet mouth, but now, he can't say a word of comfort.
The imperial tomb is about to be flooded, and the emperor probably doesn't like any words of comfort at this time. He simply shuts up and honestly follows the emperor to look at the people inside.
Wang Xuanzhi gave the emperor a talisman, but he probably forgot about it and didn't remind anyone else.
Qiao Niannian walked to the side along the edge of the dark river. After just two steps, she found something wrong.
She stopped and her eyes fell directly into the depths of the dark river.
There, a ball of evil spirit leaked out from the tomb next door. The river water in the tomb was black, and the distance was far, so there was only a few strands of evil spirit. If Qiao Niannian hadn't looked carefully, she would have missed it.
This dark river water carries evil spirit?
This discovery made him frown.
This person not only wants to destroy the dragon vein, but also the national destiny of the Great Xia Dynasty.
In order to verify her guess, Qiao Niannian walked along the edge of the dark river and headed north.
There were a total of thirteen tombs along the way. There were many tombs in the imperial mausoleum. Some tombs had coffins, and most of the tombs were empty.
Qiao Niannian looked all the way down and found a strange phenomenon.
Some tombs had evil spirits, while others did not.
Therefore, the evil spirit was not from the dark river, but should be in the tomb itself.
This was even more difficult.
Compared with the dark river, the evil spirit gathered in this tomb was obviously more difficult to deal with.
Qiao Niannian pinched her fingers, and she estimated that she had to use all of the 70% of her spiritual power that she had just recovered.
Qiao Niannian was thinking when she found a white figure beside her. She knew that the one wearing white clothes today, besides Shen Jingrong, was the third disciple of the supervisor, Xu Wenyan.
The last time the two met, they met on Sunset Mountain.
Xu Wenyan was standing not far away. The master asked him to come over to check the terrain, but Xu Wenyan's mind was not on the terrain, but on Qiao Niannian.
In fact, he was not the master's formal disciple. He was just kept by the master to teach.
The master said that he had no fate with him as a disciple. In the future, he would meet his real master, but seeing that he liked metaphysics very much, the master would temporarily teach him metaphysics on behalf of the future master.
Xu Wenyan's metaphysics was average, not as good as Li Yunting and Wei Qingning.
Even his close relationship with the master was not as good as Li Yunting and Wei Qingning.
For so many years, he has been searching for his master, but he has never found him.
Before Sunset Mountain subdued the snake demon, Xu Wenyan knew that Qiao Niannian was very powerful, so he wanted Qiao Niannian to help him figure out where his master is.
When can he find his master?
Everyone has a master, but he doesn't.
But he is a little confused. What if he knows where his future master is, should he go to find his master?
But his master doesn't even know he exists. If he goes, will his master recognize him?
Xu Wenyan was thinking when someone patted his shoulder.