There are bronze mirrors, gold combs, gold bowls, etc. next to the coffin, which are used by the palace owners on weekdays.

There is also a bookshelves behind the coffin, which contains "Zizhi Tongjian", "Records of the Grand Historian", "Book of the Later Han Dynasty", etc., which are obviously all books that the palace owners like to read.

When Ye Mo arrived here, he felt like he was coming to someone else's home, warm and daily, but the coffin placed there declared that the palace owner had been dead for thousands of years.

Ye Mo also found that his spiritual consciousness was restricted and could not be released at all.

Now, he can only rely on his eyes to see around him.

"Um?"

He was about to lift the curtain with his slender left hand when an unexpected smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There is still a layer of light gold powder scattered on this golden silk curtain. If you don’t look carefully, you won’t be able to see it at all.

He looked at the golden bowls, bronze mirrors, books and other supplies again, and there was also a layer of light gold powder on it.

"This is Jinchuan pollen."

Ye made acquiesce.

Jinchuan flower pollen is a highly toxic substance. The sub-material of one of the three major poisonous pills in the world is Jinchuan flower pollen.

Less than ten seconds after ordinary people touch this pollen, pollen toxin enters blood vessels through their pores, making people instantly burst into blood, suddenly dead, and their toxicity is extremely terrifying.

Even if a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage is poisoned by the Jinchuan Flower Pollen Pollen in his body, it will be very difficult.

Ye Mo withdrew his hand and looked at the entire Longyin Palace carefully.

I saw coffins, curtains, books... there was a layer of Jinchuan flower pollen everywhere.

"Good means. If a tomb robber breaks into the Dragon Yin Palace and cannot recognize the pollen, you will die in an instant if you touch it!"

"Emperor Yong Jing took great pains to prevent his tomb from being excavated."

Ye Mo stepped over the coffin and came to the back room.

There is a three-meter-wide square jade wall pool, which is placed in the pool with night pearls, jade cabbage, golden dragons, gold bracelets, jade rings, etc.

These are all the funeral objects of Emperor Yong Jing.

Anything is priceless, and taking it out can cause a huge sensation.

These funeral objects are the same as those on the outside, with Jinchuan flowers on them.

Ye Mo was not very interested in these burial objects, so he looked directly over and looked at the center of the burial objects.

There were two things placed there.

One is the golden treasure box.

The other is a colorful feather fan.

Ye Mo's eyes became vaguely eager.

His spiritual consciousness is limited so that it cannot be separated from the body, and it cannot detect what is contained in the treasure box, but it is most likely that it is the ice ants recorded in historical materials!

Ye Mo waved his sleeves, and a breeze whizzed, blowing away the Jinchuan flower pollen on the treasure box and the colorful feather fan.

As for the pollen on other burial objects, he did not move.

He used another casual move, and the treasure box slowly rose and floated into Ye Mo's hand.

The treasure box is heavy and cold, and it is even covered with a faint white frost.

Squeak.

He opened the golden treasure box, and a cold air came to his face, and three huge ants were quietly lying inside.

The ant is white and transparent, with someone's middle fingers long, and his tentacles drooping softly in the box, and his mouthparts reflect a cold light.

"In the 26th year of Yongjing, he spent one million taels of gold and recruited 120,000 laborers, built sailboats, climbed the coast of the North Sea, the island of Xuanbing, took ice ants, entered the imperial tomb, and then buried them."
Chapter completed!