Tomb raiding: Carrying a coffin during a funeral procession, rewarded with the Dragon Elephant Prajn

Li Changsheng and others passed through the cave entrance and entered the main tomb chamber of King Xian.

The tomb was extremely dark. Sun Xiaomei lit a cold flame so that she could barely see the environment inside.

The tomb chamber was also not large, about ten steps square.

To everyone's surprise, the main tomb chamber was not filled with treasures; instead, it appeared remarkably simple.

The surrounding walls depict all the events of King Xian from his birth to his burial at Zhelong Mountain, but the seventh and eighth murals appear to have been deliberately erased.

Li Changsheng examined them closely and discovered that the two murals depicted the period when Prince Xian was seventeen or eighteen years old, traveling through the Central Plains and studying under An Qisheng.

Wu Xie also noticed the blank spaces in the seventh and eighth murals. After thinking for a moment, he complained, "I guess even the King of Xian would be too embarrassed to write down his own deeds of betraying his master and ancestors."

Conquering mountain people and enslaving 100,000 people was seen by people in ancient times as a way to demonstrate power.

But even if he were to die, he would not want to leave a record of the things he did, such as stealing his master's precious phoenix gall and conspiring with his senior brother to deceive their master and destroy their ancestors.

After all, what decent person would write their innermost thoughts in a diary?

Continue walking inside, past the strips of cloth hanging down from the front hall, covered with Taoist yellow talismans, and you will see a wooden coffin at the very back.

This wooden coffin was not particularly valuable, and its style was quite ordinary.

It's not even comparable to the Three Generations Coffin inside the Underworld Palace, but Wu Xie has a vague feeling that the one buried inside is the King Xian.

Looking at the hanging strips of cloth, Ma Liang asked curiously, "Brother, what are these talismans for? Are they Taoist?"

Li Changsheng glanced at it briefly and casually replied, "This is a Taoist talisman from the pre-Qin period, even older than Taoist talismans."

Many people often confuse Taoism, Taoism, and Taoism sect.

However, these three are not actually the same.

The earliest was the Taoist school, which revered Laozi as its patriarch. This can be understood as a group of scholars who specialized in the study of philosophy, with the Tao Te Ching and the Book of Changes as their fundamental texts.

Secondly, there was the Daoist school during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods. Like the Yin-Yang and Five Elements School, the Agricultural School, and the Mohist School, Daoism was one of the Hundred Schools of Thought. It had sects similar to those in later times, philosophical schools of thought, and even industry associations.

However, during the Han Dynasty, after Dong Zhongshu dismissed the other schools of thought and exclusively honored Confucianism, the other schools of thought gradually declined and were replaced by various religious sects.

It was under these circumstances that Taoism came into being.

For example, Zhang Daoling, the founder of the Celestial Master's Mansion, and Zhang Jiao, who made five pecks of rice, were both born during this period.

The Celestial Master's Mansion, as well as later Maoshan, Quanzhen, and many other lesser-known Taoist sects, each had their own talismans. Among them, the Three Great Divine Incantations were the most famous. However, these all came about after the Han Dynasty. Before the Han Dynasty, the talismans of Taoist sects were much older.

Although talismans are more ancient, the Taoist sect and Taoism are ultimately of the same lineage, and one can still make some sense of Li Changsheng's Maoshan talismans.

After observing it for a moment, he said with certainty, "This is a talisman for suppressing the soul. It must be that King Xian wanted to suppress his soul in the tomb."

Upon hearing Li Changsheng's explanation, Ma Liang and the others all looked puzzled.

"But King Xian wanted to achieve immortality through corpse liberation, so why did he suppress his soul inside the tomb?"

"Who knows?"

Li Changsheng shrugged, recalling the discovery of the tomb of King Xian. He had a guess in his mind that King Xian might have known long ago that his body placed inside the Tai Sui might become a corpse king. In order to prevent himself from completely losing consciousness, he suppressed his soul.

Once he absorbs all of Tai Sui's earth vein energy, he might be able to use the Muchen Pearl to become an immortal.

King Xian's idea was good, but he never imagined that thousands of years later, mankind would invent airplanes, a tool that can soar through the sky.

Even more unexpectedly, two World War II transport planes managed to hit the very core of his formation precisely.

Li Changsheng thought for a moment, then mobilized the power of the Golden Light Mantra within his body and silently sensed it.

Sure enough, he discovered that the earth vein energy within Tai Sui's body did not all gather in the wooden coffin, but instead dispersed throughout the underground palace through Tai Sui's physical body.

"No wonder the skeleton in the first coffin could become a spirit; it turns out it absorbed the earth's energy from the Tai Sui."

If left unattended, after several thousand years, the skeleton in the first coffin might become a thousand-year-old spirit.

Perhaps it was because he had gotten used to opening coffins, but Wu Xie looked at the wooden coffin in the center of the main tomb chamber and subconsciously rubbed his hands together.

"Big brother, shall I go open the coffin?"

Just as Li Changsheng was about to agree, the black coffin on his back suddenly let out a cry of "Gua Gua Gua".

Wu Xie was very familiar with this voice; he had heard it in the Lu Palace and knew it was the voice of the Blood Corpse.

Upon hearing this voice, Li Changsheng frowned.

Blood Corpse Iron Face had been taught a lesson by him, and had been very obedient these days, but for some reason he suddenly started making a fuss.

Before Li Changsheng could figure it out, suddenly, the ground beneath everyone's feet began to tremble, and the murals on both sides of the tomb chamber began to fall in droves, as if the entire tomb chamber was about to collapse.

"An earthquake?"

Ma Liang was startled. In his haste, he could only grab the dangling yellow talisman strip to barely steady himself.

However, before he could finish speaking, the wooden coffin at the deepest part of the tomb suddenly emitted a dull knocking sound.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The knocking sounds seemed to strike the hearts of everyone present, causing a sudden tightness in their chests.

Wu Xie's heart skipped a beat, and he unconsciously swallowed.

"Is the King of Xian about to rise from the dead?"

"It would be even better if he came back to life!"

Li Changsheng raised an eyebrow, then directly untied the black coffin and placed it on the floor of the tomb.

He patted the coffin lid, which was covered in talismans, and called out, "Three bosses, get up and get to work!"

Just how powerful is the Prince of Xian? From the fleeting glimpse Hu Bayi and his companions caught, they couldn't glean much of his true strength!

Since Li Changsheng had a blood corpse and a thousand-year-old witch's zongzi in his possession, he decided to let them go and investigate first.

The moment he opened the black coffin, the blood-red corpse Iron-Faced Man and the Great Witch Zongzi, dressed in a witch's robe and wrapped in blood-red threads, rushed towards the direction of the wooden coffin almost simultaneously.

The wooden coffin of the King Xian was placed in the part of the body of the Tai Sui where the earth's energy was most abundant.

Even though the blood corpse and the great witch's zongzi had lost their minds and could only act on instinct, they could still sense that the flesh hole of the Tai Sui under the wooden coffin was beneficial to them.

only!

Just as Tie Miansheng and the Great Shaman lunged at the wooden coffin, it suddenly exploded, and then the King Xian, dressed in a black robe and wearing a crown, stood up straight from inside the coffin.

"It really came back to life!"

Wu Xie's expression changed, and his tone even carried a hint of excitement.

If Li Changsheng weren't by his side, he would have run as far away as possible.

However, with Li Changsheng present, and the opportunity to witness the spectacular battle between the blood corpses and the thousand-year-old corpse king, he naturally didn't want to miss it.

Wu Xie thought to himself that even his grandfather probably had never witnessed such a spectacular scene.

From now on, when they see Xiuxiu and Laoyang, they'll have something to brag about.