Chapter 1: The First Emperor's corpse turns into a corpse!

The northern foot of Mount Li.

Outside the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor.

"Brother, do we really want to rob this tomb? How about we try another one?"

"What are you afraid of! We're already here, and you're backing out?" A big man in a black coat and with an untidy beard looked at his younger brother fiercely.

"No, brother. I'm just scared. I heard that even the officials don't dare to dig this imperial tomb. I heard that there are evil things in it, so they can only leave it here and not dig it. What if there is a big zongzi..." The younger brother smiled awkwardly, with a hint of fear on his face.

The location of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum is no secret, but for more than two thousand years, no one has ever entered it.

Even the Longguo archaeological team only excavated a few nearby burial pits, and the real Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor has never been excavated until now.

"With the Taoist priest here, what tomb can't we explore? It's just the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor. They don't dig up the tomb because they want to protect the cultural relics. There's nothing for us to be afraid of!" said the big man, glancing at the middle-aged Taoist priest beside him.

What was surprising was that the Taoist priest was actually wearing a set of celestial cave clothes.

That is the so-called purple Taoist robe.

"Wulian Tianzun, Mr. Wang Wu can rest assured!"

"You are professionals in mechanical cableways, and exorcising ghosts and evil spirits is also my specialty. If we cooperate with you, we can take all the things from the imperial mausoleum!" The Taoist smiled and nodded at the big man.

"With Taoist Master Zhen Yangzi's words, I feel relieved!"

"After tonight, it will be hard for us to be poor, hahaha!" Wang Wu laughed and waved his hand, and led everyone to quietly bypass the patrolling guards nearby under the cover of night.

We passed through several excavated burial pits and quietly headed towards the entrance of the imperial mausoleum.

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At this time, in a palace deep in the underground palace of the imperial mausoleum.

A huge meteorite was suspended in the center of the hall.

Under the meteorite, there is a bronze coffin with nine copper chains wrapped around it. The ends of the chains are connected to the nine stone pillars in the hall, pulling the bronze coffin and hanging it in mid-air.

Looking closely, there are several Qin seal characters engraved on the meteorite pressing on the bronze coffin: The First Emperor will die and the land will be divided!
According to historical records, in July of the 36th year of the First Emperor, a meteorite fell from the sky in Dongjun, with the inscription "The First Emperor will die and the land will be divided"

This meteorite turned out to be the same one from that year, but for some unknown reason, it appeared in this imperial tomb.

"It's been more than two thousand years, it's almost over... I want to see how long you old Taoist priests can suppress me!" In the dim palace, a voice came from the bronze coffin.

The faint voice spread throughout the underground palace.

In the underground palace, countless terracotta warriors were trembling, and the long spears in their hands collided with each other, making clanging sounds like the sound of golden spears.

For a moment, the entire underground palace was filled with a murderous atmosphere, but at this moment, the meteorite emitted a golden light, suppressing everything.

"Alas... Your Majesty, why do you insist on going against fate? Thousands of years have passed, dynasties have changed, and the Great Qin has long been submerged in the long river of history."

"Nowadays, the outside world is peaceful and prosperous. Your Majesty, why do you insist on disturbing the peace of the world?"

An old voice sounded in the quiet hall.

"Hahahaha, destiny? Then you should ask that damn destiny why it wants me to die! And why it wants to make things difficult for my Great Qin!" Ying Zheng's wild laughter was heard from the bronze coffin.

The person suppressed in this bronze coffin is actually the former master of the Qin Dynasty, the First Emperor Ying Zheng!

The first emperor between heaven and earth!
"The living are just passers-by, and the dead are just returnees!"

"Your Majesty has already left, why bother to come back..."

"As long as I am still alive, I will not let Your Majesty return to the world!" The old voice was a little weak, but more firm.

"Zhang Daoling, you think too highly of yourself!" Ying Zheng sneered.

The owner of that old voice was none other than the founder of the Zhengyi sect, Zhang Daoling!

"If it weren't for this meteorite, I would have been able to break free from the coffin a thousand years ago. A cultivator like you can be destroyed with a snap of my fingers!" Ying Zheng's voice was full of disdain.

"You are now, even if you borrow the Meteorite of Destiny, you can't stop me for long!"

“When I get out of the coffin, I will first crush your Zhengyi lineage to the ground, and then I will go against the heaven!” Ying Zheng’s voice was cold. If it weren’t for this old Taoist priest, he would have been able to get out of the coffin in his corpse form a thousand years ago, and there would be no such thing as a damn destiny!

Why must he die early? Why must the Qin Dynasty perish in the second generation?

With his status and destiny, he was able to break free from the rigidity of his body and become the most powerful person in the world when he was born!
A cultivator like Zhang Daoling was not in his eyes at all, even if he was the ancestor of heaven or the founder of Taoism. But he was not qualified to suppress the fate of the First Emperor.

What really held him down was the meteorite! It was destiny! What the hell was that destiny!

Zhang Daoling fell silent. He knew that what Ying Zheng said was right. The first emperor in the world transformed into a zombie and could not be stopped by human monks!

"System, how long will it take for the destiny of this meteorite to dissipate!" Inside the bronze coffin, Ying Zheng immersed his mind in the system and asked.

"Ding, the system predicts that the current suppression device will become ineffective in one month!"

"If someone destroys the formation in advance, they can break out of the coffin in advance!"

"A month? Almost there..." A smile appeared on Ying Zheng's lips.

He was a time traveler who traveled back two thousand years and became the First Emperor Qin Shi Huang.

In order to change the fate of the death of the Second Qin Emperor, he died early.

He began to pay attention to health preservation, work hard to govern the country, and be kind to his people.

However, all efforts were in vain, and history did not change.

In the thirty-seventh year of the empire, a meteorite fell in Dongjun again, with an inscription on it: The land will be divided after the death of the First Emperor.

His health then began to deteriorate rapidly, and within just one year he was incurable.

No matter what he does, the destiny will always set things right and correct the course of history.

Ying Zheng was destined to die early, and the Qin Dynasty was destined to perish in the second generation.

In this situation, Ying Zheng made a crazy move. Since he was going to die, he turned himself into a zombie and looked forward to returning to the human world a hundred years later.

Apparently, he succeeded.

Moreover, the system is activated after death, and as long as you sign in at various locations after leaving the coffin, you can get huge rewards.

It’s a pity that he is now in a bronze coffin and can’t go anywhere.

If it weren't for those Taoists, he would be the only one respected in the world today!
Thinking of this, evil spirit surged in Ying Zheng's body, and the entire bronze coffin began to shake violently.

"Alas... natural disaster is coming..." Seeing this scene, Zhang Daoling sighed, his voice full of sorrow. No one knew better than him how terrifying the First Emperor in this bronze coffin was.

Once he was let out of the coffin, he dared not think...

"I don't know what's happening to the younger generation of cultivators in the outside world. Why hasn't anyone entered the Imperial Mausoleum to suppress the Ancestral Dragon in the past few hundred years?"

"Could it be that no one in the world knows the great horror within this imperial mausoleum..." Zhang Daoling muttered to himself.

He was the first person to discover something unusual about the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor.

I still remember the first time I came to Mount Li, I was so scared that I was stunned.

He realized that the First Emperor was raising his own corpse!

The first emperor in the world, later honored as Zulong, the first king to unify the world.

With Ying Zheng's status, he couldn't imagine how terrifying it would be if such a being turned into a zombie.

Therefore, he invited a group of masters of the same period to enter the imperial mausoleum to suppress the Ancestral Dragon.

At the same time, information was left in the door and passed down from generation to generation.

Now two thousand years have passed, and only Zhang Daoling is left, struggling to hold on as a residual soul.

The rest of the Taoist priests who guarded the tombs all passed away.

"The meteorite won't last much longer..." Zhang Daoling raised his head and glanced at the meteorite on the bronze coffin. Its light had dimmed to almost nothing.

This meteorite was brought in by him. In order to suppress Ying Zheng, he specially found it and used it as the center of the sealing formation.

This meteorite, carrying the destiny of destroying the Qin Dynasty, was just enough to suppress Ying Zheng.

It's a pity that it's about to expire.

The First Emperor Ying Zheng is about to be born!
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