Fengwu Qinshang

Chapter 6: Old Master Lie Yukou

"Cool!!!!"

When Qin Feng regained his six senses, the only feeling he had at that moment was refreshment, a refreshing feeling he had never experienced before. He did not open his eyes, it was too comfortable, so he simply took a nap.

He didn't even have a dream during this sleep. He was too tired, physically and mentally. Having just gone through the unforgettable experience of wanting to die but not being able to, he really wanted to fall asleep and never wake up!

long time:

"Oh my god! Am I dead?"

Qin Feng suddenly sat up, rubbed his eyes, looked around, and was still under the tree.

"Is this a dream? This shouldn't be possible! It hurts so much, how can this be a dream?"

As he spoke, he stood up and stretched his muscles:

"Hey! Something's wrong!"

At this moment, he felt full of energy and strength. He clenched his fist and felt that this punch could kill a cow!

Feeling something strange in his body, he quickly pulled off the cloth bag and took off his Li Ning T-shirt, whose collar could no longer be seen:

"Depend on!"

Seeing his chest and arms, he cursed in unnatural surprise:

"Is this bullshit? Is this still me?"

The bulging chest muscles, eight-pack abs, and mermaid lines! Strike another pose and look at your biceps and triceps. They are completely different! I quickly unzip my casual pants and look inside:

"It's okay! Everything is fine! But it's a little overbearing!"

Feeling his perfect body curves, skin that shone with a faint white glow like mutton-fat jade, and his intact little penis, Qin Feng felt instantly at ease!

After a long time, I finally admired myself, put on my clothes, hung up my trouser legs and bag, then looked around and started to think!

The tree still stood tall, without any changes. Under the tree, there were a dozen or so black marks as big as fists, which were very conspicuous, all within the coverage of the tree canopy.

Then, he saw the place where the fruit core had fallen. The fruit core had disappeared, leaving behind a black mark the size of a thumb:

"Hmm! These marks should be formed by the fruit falling after it matured. But where did the core go?"

Looking around, he saw that there were a few other small trees not far from this small tree, but they were all dry and lifeless.

"There are nine small trees in total, but only this one is lush and green. Let me think about it! Let me think about it!"

"Qin Shi Huang made his last trip eastwards, searching for the immortal mountain overseas. The official history records that he returned empty-handed and died on the way, but some unofficial histories have another version. It is said that Qin Shi Huang found nine immortal fruits that ripen once every thousand years. Because he was already terminally ill at the time, he did not return to Xianyang, but went directly into the mausoleum and took away three thousand boys and girls. Also missing were two thousand guards and various talents, and it was said that five thousand people were buried with him! Could it be that these nine small trees are the immortal fruits he brought back?"

While pondering, I came under those trees:

"Hmm! These small trees are exactly the same, but they are completely lifeless. Legend has it that the Immortality Fruit Tree is unique, and it seems to be true. This tree can survive until now, and it must have absorbed the essence of several other trees. The black spots on the ground should be the fruits that ripened and fell twice in the past two thousand years and were absorbed by this tree again. The same is true for the fruit core I threw away. If the Immortality Tree moves, it will die. It is estimated that the one Qin Shihuang encountered was already dead, otherwise this one would not have survived."

Then I thought again:

"Did I eat an immortal fruit? Can it really make me immortal? If it is true, then there should be at least nine living people here?"

Thinking of this, Qin Feng shuddered:

"This is horrible! I'm going to check it out!"

Since he was no longer hungry, his easy-going personality was quite suitable for this place. He looked up at the Qin Palace, and the door of the palace was wide open, without any sound!

Mustering up his courage, Qin Feng walked up the stairs and entered the Qin Palace.

The hall was very spacious, without a single pillar. At the end of the hall were nine steps of jade, and on top of the steps was a huge throne inlaid with gold and jade. Next to the throne, there were four lifelike bluestone statues, a blue dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right, a red bird hanging in the air, and a black tortoise lying on the ground.

Dozens of huge night pearls on the top of the hall and the flames on the two rows of braziers in the hall made the hall as bright as day.

On each side there is a square formation of pottery figurines, wearing shiny helmets and armor, holding golden spears and heavy crossbows. Although they are pottery figurines, each one has a different expression and looks sternly and fiercely, which is very lifelike!

Apart from the throne, this hall does not have many luxurious decorations, but it does perfectly interpret what is majestic and magnificent. The momentum of the First Emperor's empire is compressed and displayed vividly and awe-inspiringly.

Qin Feng was afraid that there was a formation here, so he moved forward step by step, very slowly:

"That's not right! There shouldn't be only one hall here. This hall is only half of the Heavenly Palace. There should be more behind it!"

Continue forward and come to the nine steps in front of the throne. Just as you are about to step onto the steps:

"Ok!"

Qin Feng felt something was wrong, turned around and looked around, and was terrified.

The two terracotta warrior formations that were originally facing the main hall gate had now all turned around and were facing him. The heavy crossbows were already loaded, and the golden spears in their hands were no longer held upright, but were held horizontally forward in unison.

Qin Feng's calves began to spin, and he stood where he was, not daring to move at all.

After staring at each other for a long time, Qin Feng finally came to his senses and looked down at the steps below:

"Nine steps, one kill in nine steps! Oh, by the way, ever since Ying Zheng ascended the throne and was assassinated by Jing Ke, no one has ever gotten within nine steps of him. What a close call! If I take this step, it will immediately turn into a hornet's nest! This mechanism is incredible!"

After feeling scared, he moved to the side and saw that there seemed to be some space behind the throne.

Carefully walking around the throne, the terracotta warriors did not move.

A small door appeared on the back of the throne, still open.

Qin Feng slowly walked through the small door and stepped into another hall. This hall was empty, without any Qin terracotta warriors, but there was an altar in the center of the hall. Yes! A round altar used by Taoists to worship the heavens.

The circular altar is about ten meters high, with nine layers from large to small, and a staircase leading directly to the top.

I couldn't see what was happening on top of the altar.

"Nine-story Demon Tower! Oh no, the Nine-story Temple of Heaven. This was the highest standard of Taoist worship of heaven in that era! But offering sacrifices to heaven here is really a lie!"

There was no formation in the main hall, so there shouldn't be any here. Qin Feng felt a little relieved, walked up the steps and walked onto the altar.

The top floor was very flat, with a diameter of about 30 meters. When Qin Feng reached the top, he was shocked by what he saw. His calves trembled and he almost rolled down!

On the top floor, eighteen three-foot-high white jade stakes were arranged in a circle, with fire basins burning brightly on the stakes. On the ground, pieces of bone jade the size of playing cards were randomly inlaid on the ground.

However, what frightened him was not these, but the fact that there was an old man with a white beard sitting on the edge of the platform!

Qin Feng steadied himself and tried to see the old man clearly! At a distance of 30 meters, it was not clear.

"Uncle! Uncle!"

Qin Feng summoned up his courage and called out twice, but there was no response.

"Haha! I'm so scared! Qin Shi Huang has disappeared, and this old man? I'm afraid he must have died a long time ago!"

Lifting his cramped calf, Qin Feng approached the old man step by step.

When we walked in to see, the old man was completely dead. Although his face was still ruddy and his eyes were closed, his chest did not rise or fall, and his beard did not move at all.

The old man was wearing a dark grey Taoist robe, with an emerald green jade plaque hanging from his waist, a yellow wooden hairpin in a bun on his head, and sitting cross-legged, with a grey wooden sword over a foot long next to him. In front of the old man, there were a dozen emerald green bamboo slips neatly stacked, with a delicate black knife on top of them.

"Old Taoist priest! I'm so scared!"

Qin Feng is quite brave as he has seen dead bodies and dissected mummies.

After taking a deep breath, Qin Feng squatted down and observed carefully:

The old man looked calm, and it can be seen that he was very peaceful before his death. His clothes were spotless, without wrinkles, and very smooth. His hair was combed very smoothly, and it was obvious that he had taken good care of it before his death.

"This old man has mysophobia! Hmm!"

He glanced sideways at the dozen or so bamboo scrolls in front of him, then sat cross-legged:

"Okay! Old Taoist priest, let me see what you left behind!"

Pick up the top bamboo scroll and open it to take a closer look!

Small seal script is not a difficult task for Qin Feng!

After a long while, when Qin Feng finished reading the scroll and slowly rolled it up, his heart was filled with turmoil:

"Oh! So this is the truth!"