The best perspective expert

Chapter 191 Pure Gold

Before, Han Zhenyang really didn't really use boxing to fight people to the death. He often cheated at the most critical moment and used aura to subdue his opponent.

But today, I had enough fun. First, I had a fight with the fat man and the thin bamboo pole, and then I had a confrontation with the monk Faming, and now I met a master like Wang Ping.Competing with masters is not only cool, but you can also learn a lot, which is the best way to enrich actual combat experience.

No matter whether it was the monk Faming or Wang Ping, both of them had extremely rich practical experience, they could always use the most practical moves in battle, and their handling of details was really worth learning from him.

The tricks he is using now are what he has learned from Wang Ping.

Noticing that there was a corner behind Wang Ping, he kicked low sweeping kicks continuously, forcing him to retreat again and again, and when he retreated to the point where he could no longer retreat, he suddenly hit a cannon punch, which directly pushed Wang Ping into a desperate situation.

What is a desperate situation is a situation where every day should not be answered, and the ground will not work.

At this moment, Wang Ping didn't even have the chance to scream. When he found that there was no way to retreat, Han Zhenyang's cannonball hit his chest. He tried to raise his arms to block, and he did. A little, but the defensive effect is almost nothing.

"Crack-"

"puff--"

There was a crisp sound and a muffled sound almost at the same time. At the same time as Wang Ping's arm broke, a big pit collapsed into his chest, and the front of his clothes shattered into pieces as if they had been blasted.

The power of a punch is as strong as Si!

Let alone a human being, even if you bring a buffalo over, it probably won't be able to stop Han Zhenyang's almost bursting cannonball.Pao Chui Pao Chui, it is called Pao Chui only if it has the feeling of bursting like a cannonball, otherwise it can only be called Pao Chui, not Pao Chui.

Han Zhenyang's pent-up air in the middle of the night poured out with this cannonball, and he instantly felt at ease physically and mentally.

Glancing at Wang Ping, who was so dead that he couldn't die any more, he shook his head and went straight to the deeper part of the burial pit. First, he wanted to try to catch up with the big fish that escaped; second, he wanted to find those explosives as soon as possible.

If this is really a burial pit of the princely level, then the value will be great. It is a pity to be blown up for nothing, because every burial pit contains a lot of information that can rewrite history, just like the sea. Like the Tomb of the Marquis of Hunhou, another article on the Analects of Confucius was directly published.

If possible, Han Zhenyang wouldn't mind preserving this significant tomb, even if it might have been emptied out—in fact, you don't need to think about it, it must be emptied, because a big organization like Lei Huo will take action. Those of value will not be spared. They are not like ordinary tomb robbers who only steal gold, silver, jade, porcelain and bronzes.

The facts were similar to what he had guessed. Walking down the tunnel, apart from white bones and rotten wood, there were few broken pieces of porcelain along the way. There should have been murals on the walls of the tunnel, but they were also taken away. But technical work, ordinary people can't do it.From this point of view, Lei Huo should have a group of similar professionals under his command.

Han Zhenyang became more and more frightened as he walked, because judging from the current situation, the burial pit was quite large and the scale was astonishing. Although he didn't know archaeology and didn't study ancient tombs, the size could still be determined. Looking at the well-organized tunnel structure, one can tell that this is not an ordinary project. Without a certain status, one is not qualified to be buried in such a tomb.

If you have status, you may not be able to build such a tomb.

Therefore, the owner of this tomb must be a person with status, status, gold and food. In layman's terms, he should be a prince with real power, because in ancient times, only princes with real power could afford to live at this level after they died. tombs.

The most important thing is that there must be countless funerary objects in such a large tomb. If you take out any one, it is a national treasure.

Thinking of countless national treasures being stolen by Lei Huo in this way, Han Zhenyang became even more angry. If someone from Lei Huo was in front of him at this moment, he could tear him to pieces.Now, he just wanted to quickly find the explosives that Wang Ping hid, and get rid of the danger first before talking about other things.

He extended the aura to the maximum range, not letting go of any corner, because missing even one portion of explosives would cause irreparable losses.

When he turned to the outside of one of the ear chambers, the spiritual energy was shocked and rushed inward frantically, frightening him out of his wits, he hurriedly took the spiritual energy back, and carefully observed the ear chamber.

The ear chamber is not big, only about ten square meters, and more than half of it collapsed, but it was obviously picked up by someone, and all kinds of broken stones and bricks were thrown everywhere. If it wasn't for the little accident just now, he wouldn't care about such a thing at all. small ear chamber.

After entering the ear chamber, after confirming that there was no danger, he cautiously protruded his aura again, toward the direction that caused the abnormal movement. He was both disturbed and excited, because the abnormal movement just now reminded him of the purple sand cloth bag he saw in the Jinling Confucius Temple antique market. Standing Buddha statue, at that time his aura was almost sucked away by the standing Buddha statue made of purple sand bag.

It's just that the suction here is much stronger. If he reacts a little slower, the spiritual energy in his whole body may have been sucked dry.

And this means that there may be a treasure that is much better than the purple sand cloth bag statue of Buddha hidden here.

If you can absorb all the spiritual energy inside, will you advance again?How advanced will it be?
Thinking of this, Han Zhenyang couldn't bear it any longer, and immediately started to pick apart all the broken bricks and gravel, pried open the hidden compartment on the wall, and finally saw the true face of that treasure.The moment he saw it, Han Zhenyang's eyes lit up, and he almost pounced on it, but he carefully checked it carefully to make sure that there were no traps around it, and then picked it up carefully.

This is a golden Buddha.

pure gold!
pure gold!
pure gold!
The important thing is said three times. This is a Buddha statue made of pure gold. It is a seated Medicine Buddha statue. It is about [-] cm high. Brush off the dust on it, and it immediately restores its original luster.

The face of this pharmacist is very solemn, with a wide forehead, slender eyes, curved eyebrows, a high nose bridge, a bun and spiral hair on the top of the head, wearing a right-hand cassock, sitting in the vajra double lotus posture, with his left hand on his navel Front, holding the meditation seal, the right arm is hanging forward, the palm is stretched flat, the palm is facing forward, forming a Shi Sheng seal, and holding a myrobalan.

The lotus platform is divided into upper and lower layers, with a girdle in the middle, which divides the lotus petals into upper and lower parts, each with a string of beads. Each lotus petal is carved with delicate curly grass patterns, and the lower lotus petals are exposed in the middle of the lotus petals. The sharp corners of the petals are slightly warped, which looks particularly vivid.

Under the base is engraved with the inscription "Xuande Nianshi of the Ming Dynasty" in regular script.

It would not be a problem to sell the pure gold Buddha statue in Xuande period for 2000 million, but that was not the focus of Han Zhenyang's attention. He wanted to know if he could absorb the aura inside.

(End of this chapter)