Chapter 642: Inverted Temple

"It's not that I don't want to help, but I can only enter the fake tomb you mentioned." The Grand Master said coldly, "I'm afraid I can't help with the real tomb."

"Grand Master, you are the oldest person in the Imperial City. The history of the Imperial City is your history. How could it be possible..." Wen Weilan tried to persuade.

"Hmph, Xiao Weilan." The Grand Master snorted coldly, "I thought you were a conservative person, but I didn't expect you to be so eloquent."

Although his tone was cold, it was no longer aggressive.

"You only know that this is the emperor's tomb, but do you know where the emperor's tomb was originally supposed to be?"

His voice was faint.

Just then, a gust of wind blew in from the depths of the corridor, making people feel creepy.

Wen Weilan was stunned, and Qiao Yu naturally didn't know.

Old Lady Su spoke weakly, "It is recorded in history that Emperor Xuanwen once received divine guidance, saying that there was an image of a rising dragon on Jiuzong Mountain outside Chang'an, so he chose that place to build his mausoleum. But the history books have been erased. If I hadn't lived long enough..."

"That's right." The Grand Master nodded, "Then why does the Emperor's Tomb appear here now?"

"Could it be... moving the grave?" Wen Weilan asked subconsciously.

"That's right," the Grand Master replied, his tone a little cold, "and no one in the world knows about it. Even I am not qualified to enter."

"But, since this is a matter of divine will determined during the reign of Emperor Xuanwen, which Majesty would dare to change it without authorization? Moreover, the act of relocating the tomb would inevitably alarm the world, so how could no one have noticed?" Wen Weilan frowned, obviously unable to understand.

"What if it was done by the Temple?" Old Lady Su suddenly said, her voice was soft but it was like a heavy hammer, "Only the Temple dares to go against the will of God; only the Temple can make the Son of Heaven powerless to resist."

“Yes.” The Grand Master’s eyes were solemn, and a hint of darkness appeared in his dry pupils.

Wen Weilan was shocked, but then calmed down and asked, "But... aren't you worried? There must be a deep meaning behind moving the grave like this..."

"Haha." The Grand Master suddenly sneered, "I am just a pile of dry bones, what do I have to worry about? Everything in the world is no longer important to me."

"If I didn't have some friendship with you, I wouldn't even want to make this trip."

Then, he swung his red robe, pointed at the bronze door in front of him, and said in a resolute tone:
"The exit is right in front. Once you get out, you'll be in the cold palace. I won't leave. You guys take care of yourselves."

Having said this, he obviously didn't want to get involved anymore.

However, Wen Weilan and Qiao Yu did not achieve their goal, so they naturally did not want to give up.

The two exchanged glances.

Wen Weilan suddenly spoke up, tentatively: "Grand Master, you said that it was half buried in the ground because you were in the Divine Hidden Realm...you didn't dare to go any further, right?"

The dark eyes of the Grand Master suddenly turned cold, as sharp as a knife: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"If it weren't for the purpose of suppressing the spiritual energy in your body, you wouldn't have to keep eating strange creatures." Old Lady Su added softly.

"The fear in your heart is obvious..." Qiao Yu said with a look of insight, "You have strong traces of concealing the secrets of heaven, including your residence, which is also equipped with a sky-covering device."

The Grand Master's eyes were dim, "I underestimated you."

"What you fear..." Wen Weilan said slowly, her tone calm but each word emphasized, "It's the Supreme God, right?"

As soon as the words fell, the air suddenly froze.

The great national master's pressure spread out, sweeping in all directions like a wave, covering the entire space.

It obviously doesn't feel good to have your thoughts seen through, especially by these juniors.

The three of them groaned, but then Old Lady Su's cane opened into a pink shield to block the pressure.

Qiao Yu took a step forward, met his gaze and said, "If there is a way for you to go one step further without having to worry about the Supreme God... are you willing to try it?"

The Grand Master was slightly startled, and squinted his dry eyes to look at Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu's sincerity is obvious at first glance.

Then a hint of interest flashed in the eyes of the Grand Master.

"Oh? Tell me."

Qiao Yu and Wen Weilan looked at each other and nodded slightly.

"It's a pity that the key to that method is in the hands of the person we are looking for." Qiao Yu spoke slowly, with a serious expression, "If you don't find her, no one else in the world can help you take that step."

The Grand Master's face suddenly darkened, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Are you kidding me?"

"You should know this too." Old Lady Su spoke weakly, her tone steady and firm, "If not for this, why would the Temple be hunting us down, and why would we be trapped here?"

The Grand Master had a sinister look in his eyes and an iron-like expression, but a hint of hesitation unconsciously flashed across his eyes.

"Of course, we also have a way to prove it. You can come and see for yourself," Qiao Yu added.

A terrifying smile appeared on the face of the Grand Master.

"how?"

……

As Liu Sheng and Emperor Mingyuan walked deeper and deeper, the fog became thicker, but the golden veins became clearer and clearer, and the fog could not block them.

It seems that some kind of energy is gradually awakening.

Finally, they reached the core of this space.

Liu Sheng raised his head, eyes full of shock.

In her sight, an extremely huge temple was hanging upside down on the top of the cave.

Its structure is similar to the magnificent temple outside, but it does not have a golden and magnificent light. Instead, it is made entirely of black roots, which are still growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Liu Sheng walked to the bottom of the temple and stretched out his hand to just touch the spire of the dark temple made of tree roots.

As she touched it, she seemed to hear whispers, as if this root contained many souls.

A strange feeling came over me.

At this moment, all the energy was surging upwards. The golden flowers on the ground gradually matured, scattering glowing petals that swept up into the sky.

But there was no opening in the cave, only dense tree roots entwined at the bottom of the temple, or it could be said - the top.

[The air outlet should be inside the temple. ]

So Liu Sheng did not hesitate. The tentacle giant extended his tentacles, grabbed the top of the tower and climbed up.

She climbed all the way to the temple's tower and found a window blocked by tree roots.

Liu Sheng pulled aside the tree roots and crawled in.

Inside was a small room where the space was upside down.

Because the room was too small, she retracted the tentacle giant and landed on the ceiling of the room with Emperor Mingyuan.

The soft murmur sounded again, as if coming from under my feet.

Liu Sheng was confused and looked down, and was suddenly shocked.

There are actually faces embedded in these roots, some of which have turned into mummies, while others still have the texture of flesh and blood. But without exception, they all have their eyes closed, their brows furrowed, and their faces look painful.

[This is... the Temple of Flesh and Blood? ]

Liu Sheng suddenly remembered the Temple of Flesh and Blood in Li Xuan's hand.

However, the temple at that time still retained fresh flesh and blood, with blood vessels flowing, bright red as fire.

However, the Temple of Flesh and Blood before him had solidified into a dark brown color.

No wonder she thought it was a tree root...

In fact, the entire cave is made of dried blood vessels...

This discovery gave Liu Sheng goose bumps all over his body.

She began to wonder what the connection was between this Temple of Flesh and Blood and the Emperor's Tomb.

I'm afraid it's not a simple mausoleum at all, but has other purposes.

And it's for some very evil purpose.

Various connections show that the mastermind behind this can only be the temple.

She looked at Emperor Mingyuan's motionless face, and a feeling of sadness welled up in her heart.

The golden dragon flashed and turned in a circle.

"Are you trying to save her..." Liu Sheng asked softly.

Of course Jin Long didn't answer.

Except for the faint murmurs, all was quiet.

She took a deep breath, held Emperor Mingyuan's hand, and walked towards the door of the room, carefully avoiding stepping on the dense faces on the ground.

The door was blocked by a layer of dried blood vessels. She used her small tentacles to pull it, breaking it into pieces.

When I opened the door, I saw a spiral staircase leading upwards.

Liu Sheng stretched out his small tentacles, one of which wrapped around Emperor Ming Yuan and held him close to him, while the other tentacles grabbed the narrow wall of the stairs and climbed up.

Climb to the top and you will reach the "first floor" of this temple.

A long corridor extends to the main hall.

Outside the corridor was not the bright garden that Liu Sheng had seen before, but a black shadow, scattered at different heights, entangled by vine-like black blood vessels, densely covering the ceiling.

Golden petals floated up from the lake below the temple and floated here, emitting dazzling brilliance.

With the help of the golden light, Liu Sheng took a closer look and found that the black shadows in the garden were actually mummies embedded in the garden, with extremely painful expressions on their faces.

Liu Sheng couldn't bear it.

Moreover, she seemed to sense that Emperor Mingyuan behind her was gradually becoming angry.

[How can a dead person have emotions? ]

【And how can we feel it? 】

The dragon vein circled in the air, flickered, and then gently fell back into the palms of the two people.

Liu Sheng frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.

She couldn't help but look back at Emperor Mingyuan.

Only then did she vaguely notice that Emperor Mingyuan's eyes had changed - those originally dead eyes now shone with a hint of light like glass beads.

Although there was still a layer of cold light in his eyes, at least his eyeballs were bulging, filling the originally dry and sunken eye sockets.

Liu Sheng's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that... Emperor Mingyuan is actually resurrecting?


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