The sound is like the sound of a blower running, making people's teeth ache.

The golden dragon separated from the middle, and the stone door of Emperor Yongjing's mausoleum, which had been covered in dust for thousands of years, was slowly pushed open by him.

Wow...

Dust fell softly.

Behind him, Xiaorou immediately cast a spell, and a white light enveloped everyone to prevent dust from contaminating their bodies.

In twenty seconds, two stone doors weighing a thousand kilograms were pushed open by Ye Mo.

A long directional passage appeared in front of Ye Mo.

Huhuhu...

The dark wind blew from the depths of the passage, bringing with it a chill.

Ye Mo looked at the passage wall.

Above are relief paintings.

Under the illumination of a long bright lamp, the painting is lifelike.

The first picture is in a gorgeous palace.

The palace was brightly lit, and several palace maids were sitting around the bed, looking at a newborn baby.

On the bed was a woman giving birth, with disheveled hair and luxurious clothes. She looked at the baby with doting eyes.

There was also a man wearing a golden dragon robe at the door, Long Yan Dayue looked at the baby.

In the second picture, the baby has grown up and is about five or six years old. It is a child, riding on a horse, holding a bow and arrow, hunting a stag not far away.

Although he is young, he can already see some heroic spirit and ambition in him.

In the third relief, a seventy-eight-year-old young man stands in the center of the hall, high above.

At his feet, all civil and military officials were kneeling, and everything was covered in darkness.

Next to the young man, a man wearing a golden dragon robe is crowning the young man.

This man in dragon robe is exactly the man in dragon robe in the first picture, but he looks much older and has wrinkles on his face.

The fourth relief has much more content than the first three.

A man in a dragon robe, who looks similar to a young man, leads thousands of troops to fight on the grassland.

The man's eyes are like lightning, his anger is swallowed up thousands of miles, and he kills in all directions.

Beside him, countless alien corpses piled up and were beheaded by him.

Immediately afterwards, in the imperial palace, a man sat on a dragon chair, and more than a dozen foreign envoys came to pay tribute and worship.

They knelt in front of the man with a look of fear on their faces, expressing their submission.

When the scene changed, the man had reached middle age and had white hair growing on his temples.

He stood on the beach and watched a huge sailing ship hundreds of feet high slowly approaching.

There are golden treasure boxes placed on the deck of the sailboat.

The treasure box was opened, and inside were giant ants all white in color.

The ants braved the cold and froze the treasure box.

In the last relief painting, the man has gray hair and wrinkles on his face.

He closed his eyes tightly and was carried into the golden coffin by workers.

Beside the coffin are burial objects.

Luminous pearls, emeralds, golden bowls, pearls...

They are all priceless treasures.

Among the funerary objects is a huge colorful feather fan, which is beautiful.

This is the last relief painting, and immediately after, it is gone and empty.

"If I guess correctly, what is depicted here should be the life of Emperor Yongjing."

"Infancy, youth, adulthood, old age and death."

"His life can be regarded as magnificent!"
Chapter completed!