Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1555 Meeting an old friend in the imperial mausoleum

More than a thousand years ago, the First Emperor Yingzheng died in Shaqiu.

Fusu did not want to join forces with Li Si, Zhao Gao and others, so he died in the hands of Six Sword Slaves. Later, after the rebellion was put down in Xiaoyang in the Ming Dynasty, Fusu's body was buried in the imperial mausoleum together with Ying Zheng, so that the eldest brother could accompany his father underground.

The Yin Qi of the imperial mausoleum is rich, coupled with the nourishment of the spiritual energy of the outside world, Fusu's body channeled spirits and became the young master of this place.

Sixth brother!

Hearing Fusu's address to the visitor, everyone present widened their eyes in disbelief.

Master Fusu's sixth brother, isn't he the second emperor Ying Zihe? How did he become like this!
  Most of the people who were able to be buried after Ying Zheng's death were Ying Zheng's close confidants during his lifetime. Naturally, it was impossible not to know the former Crown Prince and later the Second Emperor.

The aura of the person in front of me is indeed very familiar, but his face has changed drastically, and his black hair has turned white. How could he be the second emperor!
  "Brother, long time no see." Ming Xiaoyang seemed to have completely forgotten the grudge between himself and Fusu, and raised his hand in greeting.

"My little brother is very curious, how did you know it was me?"

While talking, Ming Xiaoyang walked towards Fusu.

At the same time, the divine dragon dissipated, the dragon energy returned to its emptiness, and the imperial mausoleum returned to peace.

Fusu said calmly: "You and I are brothers. No matter how you change, it's impossible for me not to know you!"

"I haven't seen you for so many years. I can't believe you haven't changed at all."

Snapped!
  Ming Xiaoyang came to Fusu's side and put a hand on Fusu's shoulder. The stiff zombie body was not ordinary cold.

"Brother, you are the same, you still act like a gentle gentleman. I thought that if I saw you again, you would be eager to eat my flesh and drink my blood."

"Haha." Fusu smiled helplessly, "Why should I hate you? Take away Tian Yan, the crown prince's position, the dragon throne?"

"In these years, we have not been ignorant of external affairs. Even my father has to admit that choosing you to succeed him is the wisest decision he has made in his life. Then what good can I do? complaining!"

Fusu said nonchalantly, "Father already knows that you are coming and asked me to take you to see him."

"Okay." Ming Xiaoyang said happily, "I haven't seen my father for so many years, and I miss him a little."

Even Fusu and the accompanying soldiers came back to life. How could the majestic First Emperor not be resurrected?

Almost all the buildings in the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum were built according to the Xianyang Palace of the year. Ming Xiaoyang followed Fusu's footsteps and walked in this familiar and unfamiliar environment, which was inevitably a bit warm.

After so many years, he had almost forgotten what Xianyang Palace looked like.

creak!

Under the leadership of Fusu, Ming Xiaoyang came all the way to His Highness the Qin Emperor. The vast square was guarded by more than a hundred zombies whose cultivation level was equivalent to the Tianguan realm.

Seeing the eldest young master bringing people, they all looked over.

Is this the second emperor today?

Over the course of more than a thousand years, this second emperor has changed so much.

"Meet the eldest son and meet the second emperor." Needless to say, all the zombies knelt down to welcome their arrival.

"Get up." Fusu said in a master's tone.

What the hell! Ming Xiaoyang watched this scene and felt very unhappy.

He is the legitimate heir and new master of the empire, isn't he? Why is it that when we get here, Fusu is more like the crown prince than he appears?

creak!

The tightly closed palace door was blown by a gust of cold wind, and the dark and deep palace appeared automatically without wind.

In the main hall, there were pitch-black oil lamps, burning with cold flames without any heat at all.

On the contrary, it also brings a sense of gloom. At the top of the main hall, there is a nine-dragon throne. On the spacious throne, a figure wearing a dark dragon robe sits.

His face was handsome, somewhat similar to Fusu's, but he had an added majesty that Fusu could never possess.

"My son, Fusu, pays homage to my father." In front of Yingzheng, Fusu respectfully knelt down in front of him.

"My son, Ying Zihe, has met my father." Ming Xiaoyang walked all the way to the palace, stood tall, and nodded slightly, as a salute.

"No need to be polite." Faced with his son's somewhat rude behavior, Ying Zheng said calmly without getting angry at all.

What a fairy!

Ming Xiaoyang is now the Lord of Da Luo Jinxian, and even a clone transformed by a ray of divine consciousness is not something that ordinary people can face.

If you really treat Ying Zheng with courtesy and practice Ying Zheng's way, there is a high chance that your true spirit will be scattered and you will die.

With a turn of his eyes, Ming Xiaoyang could see the current abilities of his father whom he had never seen clearly when he was alive.

After being turned into a zombie for many years, Yingzheng absorbed the national destiny of the Qin Empire and the Yin Qi of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum to practice, turning death into life and achieving immortality.

"Thank you, father." Fusu and Ming Xiaoyang said in unison.

"Ying Zihe?" A pair of scarlet eyes stared at the man standing in front of him. Ying Zheng murmured to himself, "You come to see me as my son. Do you feel guilty in your heart?"

Some of the things I came into contact with while alive, and the speculations I made long after my death. How could Ying Zheng not know that the person standing in front of him now is no longer his son.

If the body used to be his bloodline, now it's not even his body anymore!

"Guilty?" Ming Xiaoyang sneered as if he heard a funny joke, "Father, are you kidding me?"

"How could such a thing appear on my body?"

"Indeed." Ying Zheng said with deep understanding, "As an emperor, you are indeed qualified, you are cold and ruthless enough."

"I am proud to have you as my son."

"Tell me, what are you here for?" In the middle of the sentence, Ying Zheng looked serious and got straight to the point.

Ming Xiaoyang looked at Ying Zheng with a "very wronged" look, and looked at Fusu from the corner of his eye, "I haven't seen you for so many years. I miss my father and brother."

"Well, living for too long is not a good thing. At least, now that all my relatives are dead, I am the only one left, so I am not alone."

At the end of the sentence, Ming Xiaoyang's eyes sparkled.

"Don't do this." Ying Zheng said bluntly, "Do you seem to be such a filial person?"

"Ming Xiaoyang!" Fusu, who was standing aside, said Ming Xiaoyang's real name word by word.

"Brother, even you know my name. Needless to say," Ming Xiaoyang said pitifully, "Father must have told you."

"Father!" There was sadness in his tone, and Ming Xiaoyang looked at Ying Zheng with a melancholy look on his face, "You actually betrayed me!"

"That's enough." Ying Zheng couldn't bear it anymore, his handsome and charming face twisted, and he shouted, "Don't act crazy and stupid in front of me, you have seen too much."

"Yes, Father." There is a fear that is rooted in his bones and cannot be dissipated at all.

No matter what, they were once father and son. Even now, with the identity of father and son hanging on his mind, Ming Xiaoyang did not dare to offend Ying Zheng any more, so his whole body trembled and he returned to normal.

"What's your purpose here?" Ying Zheng held a brush carved from bone in his hand and asked the question again.

Ming Xiaoyang said seriously: "Let me ask my father and eldest brother a question."

(End of this chapter)