254 Altar and Golden Armor Guard

Encountered a damaged copper armor guard in the passage of the palace. After a false alarm, Ye Qin and his party of 17 or 18 people continued to walk in. The monks walked very slowly. The deeper they went to the imperial palace, the more suffocating the pressure was. When they approached the inner hall, they needed a great will to take almost every step, otherwise they would turn around and leave under the frantic pressure.

But under the huge **, they finally summoned up their courage and walked along the dark and deep passage. Only in the deepest part of the palace is what they want. After the previous great efforts, they were never willing to return empty-handed.

Out of the passage, it was the entrance of the inner hall. Here they saw a nine-level puppet silver armor guard falling to the ground. The silver armor guard was only about two feet tall, more than half a half smaller than the copper armor guard. The chest was completely sunken and seemed to be destroyed by force.

And around the silver armor guard, there are at least dozens of bones of foundation-building monks, which is enough to see the monks who entered the imperial mausoleum in those years. What a painful price they paid to defeat this silver armor guard.

They carefully bypassed the silver armor guard, passed through the heavy corridors of the inner hall, and finally came to the central hall of the palace.

The hall is very empty, and there is an altar in the middle. The altar is ten feet high and carved with a large number of mysterious runes. At the top of the altar is a pair of ice coffins made of blue basal jade.

Looking at the material of the ice coffin, it should be ten thousand years of ice jade, which is not only hard, but also can keep the body not bad for a long time. Through the thick blue basalic jade, you can even faintly see a tall male monk in golden armor lying inside.

Around the altar, there are four abrupt golden pillars, which are very dazzling.

Each golden pillar stretched out a golden chain with a thick arm, fiercely penetrated the ice coffin, and locked the mysterious ice jade coffin to the altar. One of the gold chains even penetrated the body of the man in the hall, adding a little fierceness to the hall out of thin air.

When Ye Qin saw this ice coffin, he seemed to understand a little.

The mysterious pressure he felt when he entered the palace came from this ice coffin. The figure lying in the ice coffin should be the body of the Yuanying high-level monk Shenghuang, who unified the Holy Emperor's immortal world. Except for this legendary holy emperor, no one is qualified to lie in this ten-thousand-year-old jade coffin.

Ye Qin couldn't help but feel shocked. The holy emperor was already dead, and this unshame body alone could still emit such a suffocating breath, which was incredible.

However, Ye Qin is still a little puzzled. The things in the hall can be seen at a glance. Except for this ice coffin, which is extremely valuable, there is no spiritual treasure. Shi Hanyang, Ma Dongyan and other high-level monks, what are they doing here?

Do you want to take away the ice coffin?

Even if you have this idea, you have to have the ability to break the golden chain. He doesn't think they have the ability to interrupt the golden chain created by this secret technique. If the ice coffin had been taken away so easily, it would have been taken away by predecessors, and it would not be their turn to do it. Obviously, they didn't come to this imperial palace for the ice coffin. So what do they want to do?

Ye Qin carefully looked at the situation around the hall.

The middle of the hall is very empty, and there is nothing superfluous except an altar, a pair of ice coffins, and four golden pillars with chains.

However, there is a row of steps on the back of the hall. Along the steps, there is an inlaid throne, and a golden armor guard sits on the throne. This golden armor guard is only as tall as a normal man, wearing a sword at his waist, and sitting majestically with his eyes closed, without any movement.

Ye Qin saw the golden armor guard on the throne on the side of the hall, and his pupils suddenly shrank. The best ninth-order puppet, which is a puppet equivalent to the peak strength of the ninth-layer of Jindan. Then, he was slightly stunned, relaxed his tense nerves, and laughed at himself. They are all broken waste puppets. They can't move. There's nothing to worry about.

He turned around and looked at the altar. It's just that I feel uneasy and can't get rid of it.

The monks stood respectfully under the altar and looked up at the ice coffin on the altar and the body of the holy emperor in the ice coffin, with a complicated look.

Yuanying monks, in the spiritual fog, the sky, Wanyue Lake, chaotic land and other immortal cultivation worlds, for a long time have not seen such an unparalleled immortality. Even if they are dreaming, they dare not expect that one day they can become a Yuanying monk.

In fact, the only little extravagant they dare to have is to become a Jindan monk. Even such a small extravagant hope, paying one or two hundred years of hard work, and even taking risks at the cost of life, may not be achieved.

When the body of such a Yuanying monk appeared in front of them, the complex feeling in their hearts can be imagined. Respect, envy, annoy... These complex emotions were turning around in their minds, but finally turned into a sigh. I don't know what kind of talent and opportunity it takes to become a Yuanying monk.

There was silence in the hall for a while, and it was unusually quiet around.

"Here you are..."

A buzzing metal sound echoed abruptly in the palace hall.

The monks were shocked and looked around. They looked at the steps to the north of the back. Listening to the sound, it came from the throne of the steps to the north of the hall. I saw the golden armor guard sitting on the throne, and the golden helmet moved. I don't know why, the ruby red on its eyes lit up, emitting a flash of light.

"The late emperor is the master of the sunset religion in the immortal world, building the foundation of the ninth-level monk Shi Hanyang, pay homage to His Majesty the Holy Emperor!" Shi Hanyang's face showed joy, bowed to the ground respectfully, kowtowed to the golden armor guard, and said.

Shi Hanyang's sentence "Holy Emperor" almost shocked Ye Qin and several other foundation-building monks who came to the imperial mausoleum for the first time. The Holy Emperor of Yuanying is still alive?!

Ma Dongyan and other high-level monks who had come to the imperial mausoleum to build the foundation were not surprised. Instead, they fell to the ground one by one with Shi Hanyang.

"The younger emperor cultivates the seclusion of the immortal world, builds the foundation of the ninth-level monk Ma Dongyan, and pays homage to His Majesty the Holy Emperor."

"The younger emperor cultivates the Sanyuan religion in the immortal world, builds the foundation of the eighth-order monk Chu Hui, and pays homage to His Majesty the Holy Emperor."

"The younger emperor cultivates the monks in the fairyland, builds the foundation of the eighth-order monk Miao Hai, and pay homage to His Majesty the Holy Emperor."

......

Ye Qin and other new monks are clever. Whether it's true or not, they quickly bowed down and reported their names. In the world of immortal cultivation where the strong are respected, it is usually difficult for the foundation monks to see even the Jindan monks. It is a supreme honor and... to be summoned by the Yuanying monk. A great opportunity.

Even the Jindan monk is willing to pay any price other than his life, just to be summoned by the Yuanying monk. As long as you can get a small suggestion from the Yuanying monk, it is enough to surpass his decades and hundreds of hard work.

Ye Qin suddenly understood.

Shi Hanyang, Ma Dongyan and other high-level monks who built the foundation have always been very private about the inner palace, and have never mentioned the specific situation of the inner palace on the way. Through the passage that was opened once in 40 or 50 years, they crossed the dangerous boundary of the ground flame, and ventured into the imperial mausoleum. The real only purpose was to visit the Holy Emperor and ask for that chance.

Ye Qin was confused and thought about the whole thing quickly, trying to figure out the clue.

The holy emperor's immortal world was broken by the monks of the three worlds of Lingwu, Tianqiongyuan and Wanyue Lake. Most of the underground imperial mausoleums were also destroyed, and only a small part of the palace was preserved.

The Holy Emperor's body is still lying in the ice coffin.

It is reasonable that the Holy Emperor died long ago.

But what is surprising is that the golden armored guard puppet can make a sound.

This golden armor guard is a high-level puppet made by the Holy Emperor. Except for the Holy Emperor himself, no one else can command it. The Holy Emperor should still be alive... He can still command this golden armor guard.

Ye Qin looked strangely at the monk in gold lying in the ice coffin of the altar.

"Shi Hanyang, I remember that you came here last time,... Since you have passed the test of the iron guard in front of the palace again, you will have the opportunity to pay tribute to the emperor. What tribute did you bring this time? I want to give it to the emperor.

The red light flashed in the red eyes of the Golden Armor Guard, staring at Shi Hanyang, his highness, and said buzzing.

"Your Majesty, this is the offering of the younger generation. There are precious raw materials carefully collected by the younger generation for more than 40 years, five thousand-year-old Xuanmu iron crystals, a thousand-year-old chicken blood spirit stone, ten rare ice dragon fruit, a 3,000-year-old Poria, ... And ten pieces of spiritual stones in each series.

After being asked by Jin Jiawei, Shi Hanyang quickly took out a large storage bag from his arms and held it up with both hands.

The other monks next to

looked at Shi Hanyang in surprise.

The total value of these items presented by Shi Hanyang is at least more than 500,000 spiritual stones, which is of extraordinary value. These items, ordinary foundation monks have exhausted their whole lives, but I'm afraid they can't collect a small part of them. Shi Hanyang wanted to dedicate them all to the Holy Emperor.

However, as long as they think about the purpose of Shi Hanyang's coming here - to break through the bottleneck of Jindan, they are relieved. Compared with Jindan Avenue, this little tribute is not too much. If you pay these tributes to make elixir, I'm afraid that any immortal sect will rush to send countless treasures here.

With a move, the golden armor guard took up the big storage bag, opened it, took out one of the Xuanmu iron crystals and took a casual look. It seemed to be quite satisfied. He put it away, and the cold red light looked at Shi Hanyang.

"So what do you want from the emperor?"

"The golden elixir!"

Shi Hanyang's face was red, he was extremely excited, and his voice trembled. This is all the property he can take out, and it is also the place where he has suppressed all his hope. The last time he came here, because he didn't bring enough tributes, he lost the opportunity to get a chance.

As a foundation-building monk, he now has more than 170 yuan, and in about 30 years, the life yuan will be exhausted. If he can't get the golden elixir in the past 30 years, then he is not far from his death. He can't wait for the next imperial mausoleum to open before offering tribute. That is to say, this is his only chance to get the elixir. Only Jiedan can greatly extend his life expectancy by more than 300 years.