Chapter 11 The purple robe is gone, leaving behind the old Taoist priest in black robe!
Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor, entrance to the underground palace.

The old Taoist priest, with a serious expression, stayed here with a group of people.

"Old Taoist priest, should we open the door and go in, or dig a hole?" Jiang Shan looked at the gate of the underground palace, and then looked at the old Taoist priest.

There are many secrets hidden in this underground palace, and they don’t know whether the door can be opened easily.

"Open the door! All the ancestors of my Zhengyi School entered through this way. It's no big deal." The old Taoist priest waved his hand, understanding Jiang Shan's concerns.

"Open the door!" With Jiang Shan's order, many operatives stepped forward and slowly pushed open the door that had been sealed for a hundred years.

The moment the bronze door opened, the sounds of clashing weapons were heard and a cold wind blew in. The wind instantly swept across the chimes, guzheng, and various musical instruments placed in the tomb.

A faint voice came out through the door, and even the old Taoist priest couldn't help but shudder.

"Such a strong negative energy! My ancestors... you must hold on!" the old Taoist priest whispered.
With such a heavy yin energy, all the successive Heavenly Masters of Longhu Mountain would probably have become petrified.

Once something is touched, a group of zombies of the ancestor level can be created at any time.

"Old Heavenly Master, don't blame me for being nosy."

"Since the gate is open and everything is fine, why don't you, the many ancestors of Longhu Mountain, come out when you die of old age? Why do you have to sit and die inside?"

"Now it's good, the dragon slayer has finally become a dragon." Jiang Shan said as he looked at the people in Longhu Mountain.

There must be something wrong with these people's brain circuits.

It is possible to suppress it, but there is no need to die in it.

"It's not that I don't want to leave, it's that I can't leave!" The old Taoist shook his head without further explanation.

Jiang Shan nodded, and without further questioning, he continued:
"Remember, if you are not 100% sure, you must not anger that person. Everyone, please change your robes. I have prepared new clothes."

As Jiang Shan finished speaking, black robes were brought up one by one.

"What is this?" The old Taoist looked at Jiang Shan with some confusion. Why did he change his clothes?

"Tsk, old master, you don't understand. I mean, what if, what if after you go in, that person has already come out?"

"How can we talk when we see you guys are wearing Taoist robes? There's nothing to talk about."

"The one inside has been trapped by your ancestors for two thousand years. Would you be angry if it happened to you?"

"When I saw you guys were wearing Longhushan Taoist robes, I was afraid that a big sinus would come over."

"I'm doing this for your own good." Jiang Shan said as he put the clothes on the old Taoist priest.

"I made these clothes overnight. They are a one-to-one reproduction of the clothes from the Qin Dynasty. I also made them black on purpose. The Great Qin Water State has a good fortune and advocates black."

"When the time comes, everyone will see this and think it's very friendly."

"If something unexpected happens, we can negotiate."

"You!" Hearing Jiang Shan's words, the group of Taoist priests behind the old Taoist priest widened their eyes instantly.

"You look down on us Zhengyi monks? No matter how powerful the First Emperor is, he is still a wicked person. How can we Zhengyi monks bow down to you?"

What are you doing?! He is from Longhu Mountain, and practices the Zhengyi School!
How can we, with the Zhengyi philosophy, bow to the evil forces?

There are one hundred and sixty-five heavenly masters watching inside!
Isn't this an insult to our ancestors?

"Old Jiang, it is true. After all, we are Zhengyi monks who have practiced for a hundred years." The old Taoist priest also spoke.

"Uh, you don't want to wear it? Okay, then put it away." Jiang Shan glanced at a few people, then waved his hand to signal them to take the clothes off.

"Hey, I wonder if the First Emperor was as violent as the legend says. If he saw the Taoist robes you're wearing, would he slap you to death?"

"Old Heavenly Master, you are the best in the world, can you withstand a slap from that person? I think you can. No matter how powerful you are, you can at least withstand one blow."

Jiang Shan sighed, said something in a pretentious manner, and then pretended to take off the clothes from the old Taoist priest.

"Well, wait!"

"I... I just think that black looks good. I've been going up the mountain for so many years, but I've never worn black clothes." The old Taoist priest tightened his black clothes.

He is not afraid, nor does he bow to evil.

I just think black is a nice color and it’s nice to wear it occasionally.

"Master Brother!" The many veteran Taoists behind him stared at the old Taoist priest.

"Well... I did it because..." The old Taoist priest began to explain. However, before he finished explaining, many old Taoist priests spoke up at the same time: "We like black, too!"

Old Heavenly Master: "Ah? Oh, so that's it, Lao Jiang, one for each of you, it's rare that all the brothers like the same color."

"Okay, no problem." Jiang Shan shook his head and laughed, then distributed the Qin Dynasty clothes.

After so many dealings with Longhu Mountain, he has already got these old guys under his control.

Everyone changed their clothes, no longer as indignant as before, as if they were not the ones who were opposing.

"It seems that person is indeed a bit scary..." Jiang Shan looked at the bronze door with some concern.

These old Taoist priests were all very stubborn. Even the old Heavenly Master, who was the most powerful person in the world, had never bowed to weirdness.

But judging from their current performance, it can only be said that the person inside is putting too much pressure on them.

After collecting his thoughts, Jiang Shan looked at the old Taoist priest seriously and said, "I'll leave the rest to you, old Taoist priest!"

"After you go in, if anyone doesn't come out, we'll follow the rules of your Longhu Mountain."

"If that person comes out of the coffin, give this to him. This is the sincerity of our Dragon Country."

As he spoke, Jiang Shan took out a letter and handed it to the old Taoist priest.

This letter was jointly written by the big guys above, and it was specially written in Qin seal script, for fear that someone could not understand simplified Chinese characters.

"Okay!" The old Taoist nodded, reached out to take the envelope, and then led the six people into the bronze gate without hesitation.

Among these six people, three are high-ranking officials from Mount Longhu, and the other three are official figures.

"Close the door!" Looking at the door that was blowing cold wind outside, Jiang Shan ordered it to be closed.

After just blowing for a while, he already felt unwell.

In the underground palace.

The old Taoist priest took the lead and walked in front, with the other six following closely behind.

"Old Taoist priest, this underground palace doesn't look that difficult to enter. It's a little too easy..." a bald young man in the team asked doubtfully.

Isn't this a bit too easy to come in.

He heard that in the past two thousand years, many people had wanted to enter the tomb, but were stopped outside.

"Many ancestors have been guarding here before, how can outsiders get in?" said the old Taoist priest with a smile.

What was the configuration of the Qin Shihuang Mausoleum during its peak period?

There is the Patriarch Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling, plus three other Heavenly Masters who are equally famous.

There are also national teacher Yuan Tiangang, Li Chunfeng, the successive heavenly masters of Longhu Mountain and other great predecessors.

If they don't want anyone to come in, then no one can come in.

And now, it is so easy to get in. It is obvious that there is no living Taoist priest guarding the imperial mausoleum.

Thinking of this, the old Taoist sighed.

He thought of this since he learned that tomb robbers had entered the imperial mausoleum.

If there are still Taoist priests guarding the tomb alive, how can a mere tomb robber get in?

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"Someone else has come in. It's really lively." Inside the bronze coffin, Ying Zheng opened his eyes and felt the old Taoist priest and others.

The Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor has not been so lively for a long time.

"Huh? These people are wearing the clothes of my Great Qin..." Inside the bronze coffin, Ying Zheng was slightly speechless.

This group of people wore the dark robes and purple skirts of his Great Qin, but they practiced the Zhengyi Taoist tradition.

Hiss~ For a moment he was really unsure what these people were doing.

"The descendants of Taoist Zhang have rebelled?" Ying Zheng showed a slight interest.

He could feel that among the seven new people, four of them possessed pure Zhengyi Qi.

But these four people were wearing his Great Qin's clothes to show their loyalty?
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