"The imperial mausoleum is located in the southern border of the Zhen Wu Dynasty. It's only a few million miles away from the border of the battle world. The imperial mausoleum covers an area of thirty thousand miles, half of which is occupied by the three Great Ancestors."
"That's the square of the imperial mausoleum. We'll enter the imperial mausoleum in a thousand miles. Let's get ready." Nian Lingjiao explained to Lin Feng while getting ready to land.
After a short time, Lin Feng and Nian Ling Jiao arrived in front of the mausoleum. It was a few hundred meters high and looked magnificent. Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh. The Zhen Wu Dynasty wasn't just a place for people to live, it was also a place for four people to live.
"To the Ancestral Mausoleum or the Official Mausoleum?" Nian Lingjiao asked casually as she continued to walk forward. She was getting further and further away from the tall gate.
"Let's go to the Official Mausoleum first." Lin Feng made up his mind. The Ancestral Mausoleum was the tomb of the three Ancient Ancestors, and the Official Mausoleum should be for the great figures who had made outstanding contributions to the Zhenwu Dynasty. They should at least be Earth-Grade God Ancestors or overlords.
Nian Ling Jiao didn't say anything. She immediately led Lin Feng to the tombs, but no matter where they went, they had to walk for a long time. The ground was made of white stones, it looked pure and holy. However, it didn't look as terrifying as the tombs of the dead.
The imperial mausoleum was thirty thousand miles long, so it took them almost half an hour to walk. After half an hour, Nian Lingjiao stopped. Lin Feng also stopped and looked at the white palace in front of them. It smelled like sandalwood.
"Greetings, Elder Princess!"
At that moment, two giants came out of the palace. They were three meters tall and were wearing armor. These two giants were holding long spears in their hands. Lin Feng's facial expression changed. There were people guarding this place?
"Heaven and Earth grandpas, I want to go in and pay my respects to the twelve heroes, please let me in." Said Nian Lingjiao smiling. She sounded a bit naughty, but she still looked like a princess.
"Elder Princess, you can go in. Who's this?" The two giants were Earth-Grade God Ancestors. Now that they saw Lin Feng, who was also an Earth-Grade God Ancestor, they had to be more cautious. Their tone was much better. If it were two Holy-Grade God Ancestors standing here, they would definitely not be so good-tempered.
Lin Feng wanted to introduce himself, but Nian Ling Jiao didn't say anything. Nian Ling smiled and said, "He's the son-in-law of the Zhen Wu Dynasty, my husband."
"Greetings, Prince Consort. Please come in!" The two giants' facial expressions drastically changed. They then lowered their heads and moved aside. Nian Ling grabbed Lin Feng's arm and walked in. At that moment, even though Lin Feng was surprised, he wasn't stupid enough to ask about it at that moment.
When Lin Feng and Lin Feng entered the palace, the light became much dimmer. Even though it wasn't so dark that they couldn't even see their fingers in front of their faces, it was still a vast expanse of darkness. Lin Feng waved his left hand and the entire palace became much brighter. A golden light illuminated the entire palace.
"They are the two seniors who guard the Official Mausoleum. They are almost the same generation as my grandfather. Even when my father sees them, he has to call them Heaven and Earth Uncles."
"As for why I call you Prince Consort, it's because the Official Mausoleum and the Imperial Mausoleum don't allow people who aren't from the Dong Fang Family to enter. If I say that you're Prince Consort, they will make an exception and let you in."
Nian Ling explained the situation unhurriedly. Lin Feng nodded and didn't ask any more questions, because his eyes were deeply attracted by the twelve huge portraits on both sides of the wall.
Each of the portraits was vivid and lifelike, each stroke was in high spirits. It was as if a real person was standing there. Lin Feng was astonished. Besides, when Lin Feng saw the names and brief introductions on each portrait, he couldn't help but feel a bit more respect for the person.
"Lin Langtian, the Prime Minister of the Empire, once defeated Gautama Buddha in three moves!"
Lin Feng had the impression that his heart was about to jump out of his throat. What kind of person was Buddha? In the eyes of Unfettered's master, the Ancestral Buddha was practically the most powerful ancient overlord of the Battle Realm. Even in the current Battle Realm, the Ancestral Buddha was still the most powerful overlord, followed by the Human Ancestor and the Demon Ancestor.
But Gautama Buddha had lost in three moves against Lin Langtian? That was a myth.
Lin Langtian was wearing a golden robe and a kirin official hat. He looked just like Lin Feng's hat. He was holding a crescent blade and riding a kirin. He looked majestic and awe-inspiring.
"Lin Langtian is my grandfather's Prime Minister. He's also Dongfang Yuqing's grandfather's Prime Minister. He's the second Prime Minister of the Empire, so he's the first one." Nian Ling Jiao explained to Lin Feng. She was smiling in her heart. The second Prime Minister was Lin Lang Tian, so the fourth Prime Minister was probably Lin Feng.
In the future, Lin Feng's portrait would be hung there for the future generations to admire. For the Dong Fang Clan, it would be a great honor.
Lin Feng silently bowed and then looked at the second picture. He was a bit surprised because it was a woman wearing a red phoenix robe. Even though her body was seductive, her facial features were perfect and she looked like an ice-cold Qi. Lin Feng was speechless as he looked at the second picture.
"Zuo Qiu Ning, the first empress, the first woman who dared call herself an empress in the battle world. She defeated her husband, Dong Fang Heng, in a hundred moves!"
Lin Feng was speechless again. That woman was the ancestor of the Zhen Wu Dynasty, Dong Fang Heng's wife. She was Nian Ling Jiao's great grandmother and the ancestor's great grandmother.
"I wouldn't have thought that a woman would be stronger than her husband." Sighed Lin Feng. Then, he looked at the third portrait.
"Yu Huaqing, the first Prime Minister of the Empire. He expanded the Zhenwu Dynasty's territory by a million kilometers and repelled the three Buddhas of the West.
"The fourth portrait is Lang Shining, the first Imperial Officer. He made tens of thousands of weapons for the Zhen Wu Dynasty, from Divine Emperor weapons to Ancestral God weapons. He helped the Zhen Wu Dynasty."
"Fifth, Pang Hui, the third-generation Prime Minister of the empire, once killed four Earth-Grade God Ancestors and twelve Holy-Grade God Ancestors in order to save Young Master from danger. That's why the bloodline of the Dongfang Family was preserved." Lin Feng looked at Nian Ling Jiao. He needed a detailed explanation.
"He saved my father. Back then, my father was also a playboy, but he fell into the enemy's hands. Of course, the enemy has already been destroyed. My father wanted to thank him for saving his life, so he hung Pang Hui's portrait on the fifth portrait."
Lin Feng admired Pang Hui. An official should be loyal and devoted. It had nothing to do with worldly power. Lin Feng would be happy if he had someone like Pang Hui as his subordinate.
Lin Feng looked at the remaining twelve pictures one by one. They were all extraordinary cultivators. Twelve of them belonged to ancient rulers. Three of them belonged to ancient rulers and the other three were ancestors of the ancient rulers.
"Lin Langtian!" Thought Lin Feng. He didn't know if it was a coincidence that they were both Lin Feng and Lin Langtian. Lin Feng didn't know if he would be able to hang his portrait one day. What was he thinking about? He just wanted to get rid of Dongfang Yuqing in the Zhen Wu Dynasty. How could he have the chance to become an official?
"Have these seniors all passed away?" Lin Feng turned around and asked Nian Ling Jiao. They were all almighty cultivators, so they couldn't have died so easily.
"Come with me." Nian Ling Jiao didn't answer Lin Feng directly. Instead, she gestured for Lin Feng to follow her. Lin Feng and Nian Ling Jiao walked side by side and quickly left the portraits.
"Let's go down." Nian Ling Jiao and Lin Feng arrived at a flight of stairs that led underground. Nian Ling Jiao told Lin Feng and then started walking down the stairs. Lin Feng did the same.
About five minutes later, Lin Feng remembered that they had already descended tens of thousands of meters. At that moment, the temperature dropped drastically. There were blue crystals illuminating the entire tomb, but it was still cold.
"Look, there are seven coffins in front of us." Said Nian Ling Jiao while pointing at the seven gigantic coffins. She looked even more solemn. Lin Feng looked at the seven coffins, he was even more confused.
"Lang Shining, Pang Hui, Xie Yu, Tang Chen, Zhang Qiu, Dong Fang Tang Yan, Xi Guan Jing!"
Lin Feng looked at the graves of those seven people but he didn't see the graves of Lin Langtian, Zuo Qiu Ning and Yu Hua Qing. There were also no coffins of the other nine people.
"Lin Langtian didn't die, but we don't know where he is now. Zuo Qiu Ning's grandmother and grandfather are buried in the imperial tombs. Yu Huaqing also disappeared. The other nine people's corpses are scattered around the battle world. The Zhen Wu Dynasty couldn't save them." said Nian Ling. She looked sad and sad.
The dignified and dignified Zhen Wu Dynasty's people had died, but they couldn't do anything to save them.
Lin Feng remained silent. He felt sad and hopeful. Lin Langtian and Yu Huaqing hadn't died. At least they didn't know where they were, which meant that he might see them again someday.
"Lin Feng, light some incense sticks for them. It's a sign of respect for them." Nian Ling Jiao couldn't order Lin Feng to light the joss sticks, she could only try to persuade him. After all, Lin Feng wasn't a member of the Zhen Wu Dynasty, he was only there because Dongfang Yuqing was there.
Therefore, lighting the incense sticks was to tell the people that the Zhen Wu Dynasty didn't lack geniuses, they still had hope.
Lin Feng didn't reply, he just silently stood in front of the seven coffins. Then, he picked up some sandalwood incense which he had prepared on the ground and lit it up. Finally, he put the incense sticks into the incense burners in front of the coffins.
"You're all heroes, you're all domineering rulers. You're all incredible cultivators. I hope you can rest in peace and protect the Zhen Wu Dynasty."
Lin Feng silently prayed and then deeply bowed to the old man.
"Your name is Lin Feng?"
Suddenly, a hoarse voice spread in Lin Feng's ears. Lin Feng was startled, but he quickly calmed down. Nian Ling Jiao also sensed that something was wrong, but she didn't dare disturb him.
"Yes, my name is Lin Feng, and you are …?" Lin Feng continued to ponder.
"I'm Lang Shining."
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