Dead yet unrotting, lifelike.
"Though the temperature here is extrely low, preserving the corpses from decay, ultimately it isn't the reason for the corpses' long-lasting preservation; they must have consud sothing to prevent decay before they died," Qin Yuesheng thought to himself.
He inspected the other two ice coffins as well; apart from the people lying inside, there was no difference from the first coffin.
"Young hero! Look at this quickly."
Suddenly, Luo Changbao, who had been lingering by the treasure pile, shouted loudly at Qin Yuesheng.
"Have you found sothing?" Qin Yuesheng imdiately walked over and saw a strangely grey stone tablet standing behind a pile of gold mountains.
The edge of this stone tablet was dilapidated, with nurous gaps, and its surface was filled with cracks, indicating it was very old.
Nurous characters were inscribed on the surface of the stone tablet, but Luo Changbao couldn't understand any of them, as these characters were not used by the Great Tang.
As Qin Yuesheng walked up to the stone tablet, he was astonished to find that he could understand all of these non-Great Tang characters.
When he acquired the Profound Celestial Treasure Mirror, it was recorded on a piece of silk cloth, and the characters on it were exactly like those on this stone tablet, which he had disassembled without understanding back then.
Besides obtaining the Profound Celestial Treasure Mirror, he also acquired a skill he had always regarded as useless and never used.
Ancient Han, Old Qin Script.
Indeed, since acquiring this skill, Qin Yuesheng had never tried its effects, as he had no contact with the Ancient Han, Old Qin Script, and didn't even understand what it was.
But now it's good; as the saying goes, one prepares for a thousand days to use one's skills for a mont. The Ancient Han, Old Qin Script inscribed on this ancient stone tablet, which stumps others, does not stump Qin Yuesheng.
"I searched far and wide, traversed the nine continents, and ultimately found three dragon veins: one at the Celestial Mountain, one in the Central Plains, and one in the South. The dragon energy in the Central Plains is the heaviest, and it will eventually beco the imperial city and capital. However, regardless of a dragon vein's prosperity or decline, there will eventually co a day when its energy dissipates and turns mundane,
one dragon declines, one dragon rises, those who control the dragon vein change dynasties, and the throne changes hands. In the year three hundred and sixty-five of the Great Han, the Han emperor guarded this dragon vein. If a tyrant rules the country in the future, the man of destiny can bury his ancestors here to absorb the dragon vein's energy, overthrow the dynasty, and restore the realm."
Qin Yuesheng murmured to himself, his heart suddenly jolting.
Is there a dragon vein here?!
Burying ancestors can change the throne?
Is it that mystical? Goodness gracious.
"Young hero, what does it say up there? Can you understand it?" Luo Changbao asked curiously.
"These characters are too ancient; I've never seen them before." Qin Yuesheng imdiately shook his head.
"But I saw you were studying them quite intensely; you didn't look like you couldn't understand,"
"Well, that's beside the point. Though I can't understand them, I feel these characters contain great secrets, maybe even so peerless divine skill needing more examination to decrypt. Why don't you try?" Qin Yuesheng said, deceivingly.
"Is that so?" Luo Changbao was sowhat doubtful but still obediently walked beside Qin Yuesheng and carefully examined the stone tablet.
Qin Yuesheng continued reading.
"There are two detailed explanations for the thod of absorbing the dragon vein: first, place the father's corpse above the dragon vein, within three generations is best, and an intact corpse is preferred,
second, the descendant absorbing the dragon vein must have abundant Primordial Yang. Otherwise, they can't bear the dragon energy and instead of manifesting imperial destiny, they will suffer from failure, bringing disaster to their descendants and ruining the family. In case of necessity, if absorbing the dragon vein cannot bring blessings to all beings, but rather incites war across the nine continents and devastation to life, one may break this tablet, retrieve the Dragon-Slaying Sword, and sever the dragon vein, rember."
"Dragon vein, emperor..." Qin Yuesheng glanced at the three ice coffins.
At this mont, he was seventy percent certain that the rich man, Master Fu, and Monk Bao were aware of the Ancient Han, Old Qin Script like himself and thus built this ancient temple in the deep mountains to occupy the southern dragon vein.
As they were aging, with half of their bodies buried in the ground, they discovered this dragon vein significant enough to shock the entire world, intimidating the Great Tang.
By relying on this dragon vein, their descendants would have the possibility to beco emperors.
"Hero Luo, do you know how many years ago the rich man, Master Fu, and Monk Bao existed, and what their relationships were?" Qin Yuesheng asked.
Luo Changbao looked at Qin Yuesheng, now ten percent certain that Qin Yuesheng could indeed decipher the characters on the stone tablet.
But since the other party adamantly pretended not to know, he refrained from exposing this, considering his current injuries ant he couldn't possibly fight Qin Yuesheng.
Even with growing curiosity, Luo Changbao chose to play dumb.
"It should be over twenty years ago. I rember them disappearing suddenly at that ti."
Qin Yuesheng made a ntal calculation; if over two decades ago, they found the dragon vein, constructing this ancient temple and its underground structures must have been ti-consuming, suggesting they were still alive at the ti.
Thus, their burial ti should be approximately a decade ago.
In these ten or so years, how much dragon energy would their descendants have absorbed?
Could it be that the world truly might change rulers?
"Young hero, according to rumors I've heard, the rich man, Master Fu, and Monk Bao were actually born as siblings from the sa mother." Luo Changbao suddenly revealed a shocking piece of news.
"Oh?" Qin Yuesheng then realized how these three cooperated so seamlessly to claim the dragon vein.
As the saying goes, only one surna holds the throne. Given all three were siblings, should anyone from their lineage seize the throne, fortunes would bless their clan, indeed the immortalizing legacy of one elevates all.
These ancestors, destined not to witness the glorious scenery, rely grant fortune to their descendants without concerning themselves further.
If Qin Yuesheng hadn't arrived today and let the three corpses rest on the dragon vein, tirelessly absorbing dragon energy for their descendants, a few years hence, perhaps soone would truly rise to revolt.
If what the stone tablet says is true, then those who seize the realm from the Great Tang imperial family will surely be the descendants of the rich man, Master Fu, and Monk Bao.
"The grand fortune you plan to seize, who knows how many civilians' lives and blood it will cost, enjoying the luxurious prosperity and supremacy from regi changes, yet civilians must bear the suffering, plague, poverty, ruined hos, and lives brought by war.
You three, who have cruelly slaughtered innocent civilians forced to build tombs for you after completing them, do you really deserve any emperor dreams?" Qin Yuesheng gazed at the three ice coffins, resolving in his heart.
He must either remove these three corpses from the dragon vein to shatter their emperor dreams or smash the tablet and retrieve the sword to sever the vein; he absolutely couldn't let this happen.
In Luo Changbao's gaze, Qin Yuesheng directly walked to the ice coffin and with one slash struck down upon it.
Boom!
Under the blade's force, the ice coffin shattered, causing the non-decomposing corpse inside to tumble out, limp and rolling onto the ground.
Earlier, seeing these unrotting corpses, Qin Yuesheng thought they must have consud sothing to resist decay, but now it seed likely the dragon vein's energy was at work.
"Y-young hero, what are you doing?" Luo Changbao was greatly astonished.
Generally, treasure hunters like him, upon encountering corpses, choose to respect them.
But Qin Yuesheng's actions now far exceeded Luo Changbao's expectations.
Is he still human? Obliterating soone's properly sealed coffin, what kind of grudge was this?
Luo Changbao was utterly bewildered.
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