In the dark underground palace, surrounded by nine-level pagodas and treasures used by countless eminent monks, if people really have souls, then my father's soul must have lived a miserable life. Zhang Shicheng's intention was nothing more than Emperor Wu's imperial aura to protect his Zhang family forever. Unfortunately, he still failed. The soul in that underground palace will definitely close his eyes under Jiuquan, because his son, relying entirely on his own He conquered the world with his bare hands, and his achievements were equal to those of his father. All Zhang Shicheng's efforts were in vain. There were pine torches lit in the underground palace, which shone brightly. Yuan Feng personally went down inside and asked everyone to avoid it. He wanted to be alone with his father for a while. The underground palace is extremely humid. It is already eight feet underground. If it were an ordinary person's tomb, it would have been soaked by groundwater. However, this underground palace has obviously been carefully constructed, and there are only some water stains on the walls. That's all, moisture is moisture, and it won't affect the preservation of the bones. This is a huge coffin, made of stone, painted with a flying dragon pattern. The lines have faded, but the original gold color can be seen in sequence. The specifications are according to the emperor's level. It is placed on a slightly raised platform, with faint shadows on the ground. There are traces of Bagua graphics, and above the underground palace, there are also thirteen stars shining brightly. If you look closely, you can see that they are gems. Yuan Feng didn¡¯t understand these strange graphic formations, but it was understandable that Zhang Shicheng had worked hard to trap his father¡¯s heroic spirit. "Father, my son is here to see you." Yuan Feng gently stroked the coffin and whispered. As if responding to him, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the underground palace (eb users please log in. Download txt format, mobile phone users log in 1c), and the pine torch flickered, as if talking. Yuan Feng's heart stirred, and a strange thought came to him. Maybe his father was signaling to him, or maybe Zhang Shicheng had placed some secret restraint on the corpse. Thinking of this, he shouted outside: "Here comes someone!" Eight big men immediately ran in. Yuan Feng said: "Open the lid of the coffin." The eight men looked at each other in shock and did not dare to follow the call. Yuan Feng gave the order again. , eight people bowed on the ground eight times before getting up and moving the sarcophagus. The emperor¡¯s coffin was interlocked in layers, never just one. The huge sarcophagus was only the outermost layer. The extremely heavy coffin moved slowly under the crowbars of eight big men. The lid of the sarcophagus was very strong, as if it had been filled with some kind of slurry, and it took a lot of effort to open it. Move the lid a little, and you can see the mystery inside. When you shine it with a torch, you will see that there is a metal coffin inside. It is dull, without any pattern decoration on it, and there is a thick earth-like object underneath, which is probably some kind of metal coffin. Plant something moisture-proof. "Keep driving!" Yuan Feng said firmly. The eight big men were exhausted, so six people were replaced to continue working. This layer of metal coffin was even more difficult to open because there was no gap at all, and it made a dull sound when struck. The metal coffin was scraped with a sword that sharpened iron like mud. After a while, I held it under the sun and saw that it was lead! Twenty more people were called in, and they used six poles and dozens of feet of rope to lift the lead coffin out of the outermost sarcophagus, put it on the ground and searched carefully, and finally found a crack. "Lord, this place is sealed with tin and can be opened!" Yuan Feng walked over silently and checked the seal on the lead coffin. At this time, he was even more convinced that Zhang Shicheng had done something wrong and resolutely ordered: "Open!" The sealing line was broken, and the lead coffin was opened. Inside was the last layer of coffin, which was made of unknown precious wood. A faint fragrance floated out, and everyone subconsciously covered their noses. "Don't be afraid, this is The smell of agarwood," said an experienced captain. This agarwood coffin was only slightly larger than an ordinary folk coffin. Yuan Feng could open it by himself. He didn't want his father's body to be exposed to the public, so he sent everyone away. In the huge underground palace, only Xia Yuanfeng is alone. He has a strange-shaped tool in his hand, which was specially made by those gold-touching captains to pry out coffin nails. At this time, it was used to pry open his father's coffin. There was a stack of paper money on the ground, which was also made by those gold-touching captains. For those who were left behind, they said they must burn some incense before opening the coffin. Yuan Feng knelt on the ground and silently watched the paper money turn into ashes. Then he picked up the tool and pried off the first coffin nail. After a while, the coffin nails were pried up. Yuan Feng gently stroked the spotless agarwood coffin lid and whispered in his mouth: "Father, I'm here." The heavy coffin lid was slowly pushed open, but it was shocking Surprisingly, the coffin was empty! Log in to 6 to watch the genuine Wulin Empire. Yuan Feng was stunned, and his heart sank. As expected, he was not surprised.?, Zhang Shicheng played a big trick and placed empty coffins in the underground palace that he had painstakingly built. Where is my father¡¯s body? Angry Yuan Feng pushed hard and pushed the coffin lid flat, but when the coffin lid was completely separated from the coffin, a yellow cloth bundle suddenly appeared in the center of the coffin. ?????????? Could it be that it¡¯s my father¡¯s ashes? Zhang Shicheng once said that he would crush his father to ashes, and he might have actually done so. And the ashes are placed under the pagoda. Yuan Feng stepped forward quickly and looked at the yellow cloth bundle. It is an ordinary baggage, the color has faded a bit, but it can be seen that the package is not very big, it is just a small rectangle, probably an urn. Yuan Feng stretched out his trembling hands and untied the yellow cloth bundle. What shocked him was that the bundle was not an urn, nor was it even related to his father's remains. There is one in the baggage. ?A book with a weird shape. Although Yuan Feng was not from a scholarly family, he had read a lot of books. The styles of books in this era were all similar, with blue covers, thread binding, and movable type printing. They turned from right to left, and the paper was of the same type. But this one is completely different. It is very thick, like a brick. The cover is bright red, with some unknown black pattern printed on it, and four grotesquely shaped characters across it: "Era of time iron!" The strange four characters were not read coherently at all. Yuan Feng was an extremely flexible person. When he saw that the pages of the book were opened from right to left, he thought that these four characters should be read from left to right, so it reads like this: Iron Age! Yuan Feng carefully picked up the book. The paper was a little yellow and brittle, but it would not break when touched. He opened it from right to left in a strange way. The first page was a piece of transparent paper. It was very brittle and shook when it shook. There was a sound, and then there was a piece of water-red paper, with the words "·çÁú·çÎå" written in black handwriting on it.