Chapter 657: The Magical Power of Eating Ghosts, the Truth Behind the Scenes
As the nanmu coffin slowly opened, the entire mausoleum seemed inexplicably eerie.
There was a figure lying inside, wearing the phoenix robe that was his favorite when he was alive, but the body had been severely decomposed and emitted a foul stench .
One can’t help but sigh that no matter how beautiful and noble a woman is, she will eventually be nothing but a beauty with white bones.
A bead emitting a faint glow was lying quietly beside the body of Empress Changsun. When Li Shimin saw the bead, his pupils condensed and he angrily asked, "Who touched Yu Han?"
Yu Han, also known as Han Yu, can keep the corpse from decaying when placed in the mouth.
This jade pearl is a rare treasure that Li Shimin sent people to find in the depths of the South China Sea. With this pearl, Empress Changsun's body will not decay, let alone in just four years, even after four hundred years, it will be as if she is sleeping.
However, the scene before him made Li Shimin heartbroken.
This could not possibly be the result of tomb robbery, because Zhaoling was heavily guarded. Even if thieves really had sneaked in, they would not have let go of this priceless piece of jade.
Li Daoxuan sighed softly and said, "Your Majesty, the one who touched Yu Han was not someone else, but the Queen herself."
Li Shimin was shocked when he heard this, and looked at him in disbelief, his voice trembling slightly.
"You mean... the queen... is not dead?"
Li Daoxuan nodded, then raised his finger and the coffin lid flipped automatically.
When he saw the marks inside the lid clearly, Li Shimin felt as if struck by lightning. His body was shaking uncontrollably and he almost stumbled and fell. Fortunately, Li Daoxuan inputted his immortal power into him through the air, which allowed him to hold on.
Under the coffin lid, there were streaks of blood, as if someone had grabbed it hard.
"Your Majesty, there are severe signs of wear and tear on the Queen's finger bones, which shows that she came back to life after being sealed in the coffin and buried. She then spit out the Jade Light and was horrified to find that she was in the coffin, so -"
"Too much, stop talking."
Li Shimin's eyes turned red as he stroked the dried bloody fingerprints. His body gradually became hunched over, as if even the last bit of his energy and spirit had been crushed.
The Queen married him when she was thirteen years old. After being married for decades, he could clearly feel Wu Gou's fear and helplessness at that time. She desperately banged on the coffin, trying to call for help.
However, the mausoleum he ordered to be built was so wide and deep that she was imprisoned in the coffin, her strength became weaker and weaker, and she eventually died completely.
Wuque... She is actually afraid of pain.
Li Shimin stroked the bloodstain, imagining the pain and despair she had experienced at that time. In the end, he could not hold back, and a choked cry came from his throat, and hot tears flowed down his face.
Men don't shed tears easily, only because they haven't reached the point of being sad.
Li Daoxuan did not say anything, just stayed beside him quietly, allowing him to vent his emotions. At this moment, Li Shimin was no longer the high and mighty emperor, but just an old man with white hair and a sad voice.
After an unknown amount of time, the crying slowly stopped.
Li Shimin stood up little by little, his back became straighter and straighter, his eyes were red but no longer cloudy, revealing a kind of calm before the storm.
Like autumn rain and winter thunder, it hides a murderous aura.
"Taichong, who did it?"
His voice was calm and majestic, his body was straight, his white hair was flying, like a lion waking up from sleep. His aura was so great that he was not inferior to Li Daoxuan, who had already become an immortal.
The dream of seeking immortality and medicine has finally come to an end.
After all, he was the Khan who had attracted all nations to pay tribute to him, the emperor who had created the prosperous Zhenguan era and had made great achievements. Even though he was old, he still could not be ignored.
"Your Majesty, please be patient. The murderer will be caught soon."
After saying this, Li Daoxuan waved his sleeves and restored the queen's tomb so as not to disturb her sleep anymore.
Before long, several figures flew over.
"Master, this monster has been captured, please deal with it!"
Jinmaohu, Xiaoqing and Xiaobai escorted a figure into the mausoleum. It was a beautiful woman with a graceful figure and elegant demeanor, who looked exactly like Empress Changsun.
"Master, she is the last of the four Dharma Kings of that evil monk, the Jade Horn Dharma King!"
The golden-haired lion betrayed his former teammate without any hesitation.
Bai Suzhen's nose twitched, and she said in surprise, "Master, the smell on her body is exactly the same as Empress Changsun's!"
If Golden Haired Lion had not been so sure, and if the woman had not tried to sneak away , Bai Suzhen would probably have thought that Empress Changsun had really been resurrected.
'Empress Chang Sun' looked at Li Shimin pitifully, her eyes were gentle as water, but also had a sense of sadness and loss.
"His Majesty……"
One call can make one's heart break.
However, Li Shimin looked at her coldly. His indifference and alienation startled her and gave her a bad premonition.
When he saw the man in blue robe beside Li Shimin, he was shocked violently, and his heart was filled with uneasiness and fear.
Li Daoxuan!
She tightly controlled her every expression, not daring to look directly into Li Daoxuan's eyes. Her body trembled slightly, and she only looked at Li Shimin with pleading eyes.
She knew that the only one who could save her now was Li Shimin.
"I have beaten your master to death. Do you want to see the body?"
Li Daoxuan looked at her and suddenly said.
Empress Changsun shuddered and said, "I, I don't know what you are talking about, Your Majesty, do you really not like me?"
Li Daoxuan sneered and was about to ask further questions when Li Shimin suddenly spoke.
"Taichong, wait a minute."
Li Daoxuan frowned slightly.
"Can I borrow your sword?"
Li Daoxuan waved his sword, and a golden light flew out of the Longyin sword box and fell into Li Shimin's hands.
“Nice sword!”
The golden sword energy is majestic and shining like the sun and the moon. The fishermen, woodcutters, farmers, scholars, stars and mountains on the sword seem to come alive, symbolizing the inheritance of humanity from generation to generation.
It’s the Xuanyuan Sword!
When he saw that the Xuanyuan Sword was held in Li Shimin's palm, not only did it not resist, but it shone brightly and was extremely dazzling, Li Daoxuan narrowed his eyes, as if he thought of something.
The Xuan-Yuan Sword is the holy sword of humanity, with a proud and unyielding character, and not everyone can wield it.
As the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin had the power of humanity, so it was not surprising that he could pick up the sword, but that did not make the Xuanyuan Sword so obedient.
Recalling what the evil monk once said, the main ingredient of the immortality elixir is the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty...
Perhaps there is some secret hidden in your Majesty?
Li Shimin walked towards Empress Changsun step by step, sword in hand, his robe fluttering and his eyes stern and overbearing, like a lion king walking towards him.
Empress Chang Sun had never seen Li Shimin, who was so majestic and sharp, and for a moment she was a little scared.
"Your Majesty, I—"
The Xuanyuan Sword was placed on her neck, and the golden sword energy made her hair stand on end and her whole body felt cold.
"Now, change my face."
As he spoke, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand slowly moved upwards, cutting a bloody mark on Empress Changsun's face.
She let out a scream and black smoke came out from the cuts, as if she had been burned.
"Otherwise, I will change it for you myself."
That voice without a trace of warmth finally made her give up her hope. Plus with the unfathomable Li Daoxuan watching her, she felt completely hopeless.
The light flickered, and her body gradually changed, transforming into a beautiful spirit deer with a pair of jade horns on its head, emitting five-colored light.
No wonder he is called Jade Horn Dharma King.
"Your Majesty, please spare my life. I was forced to do this by that evil monk. Queen, I didn't kill the Queen!"
Li Shimin slowly put down the Xuanyuan Sword, and his old voice became colder.
"How did the Queen die?"
Yujiao breathed a sigh of relief, no longer concealing anything, and told everything he knew.
It turned out that in the 15th year of Zhenguan, the evil monk Naerpo Sumei found her and bluntly said that he had taken a fancy to her bloodline magical power. He used the elixir of immortality as bait and invited her to join the Tang Dynasty.
In order to refine the elixir of immortality, in addition to natural treasures and the inner elixirs of monsters, the most important ingredient is the soul of Li Shimin, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty.
However, Li Shimin was protected by dragon energy and could not be harmed by any magic. He was also strong and talented in both civil and military affairs. It did not seem like he would die early.
So Erposhamei turned his attention to Empress Changsun.
He first tried to make Empress Changsun sick, and then faked her death and buried her, which dealt a huge blow to Li Shimin.
At this time, Yu Jiao was sent to pretend to be Empress Chang Sun in order to seduce Li Shimin's mind. Most importantly, through continuous dual cultivation, she squeezed out Li Shimin's essence and caused him to age rapidly.
The dragon energy can protect Li Shimin from evil spells and sorceries, but if the emperor himself indulges in excessive sexual desires and becomes obsessed with sensual pleasures, the dragon energy will be powerless.
Therefore, there are emperors in Chinese history who died in women’s bellies.
The cleverness of Erposhamei lies in that he took advantage of the lust in Li Shimin's heart. There was no poison or sorcery involved. He just lured you into depravity, thereby depleting your body and accelerating your death.
The most precious thing in life is to regain what you have lost.
After the queen passed away, Li Shimin often missed her and even built a floor in the palace so that he could go up to view Zhaoling Mausoleum every day.
It is this extreme longing that turns into a deadly poison.
When Yu Jiao appeared in disguise as Empress Zhangsun, he was quickly drawn into the plot.
"Why did the Queen have to fake her death?"
When Li Daoxuan thought of the bloodstains inside the coffin lid, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.
"That's because... I have a bloodline ability called Ghost Eater. After swallowing a fierce ghost, I can obtain all of the other party's memories and transform into the other party's appearance. Even the Buddhist's divine eye can't see it."
"But the Queen is protected by the power of humanity. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for her to become a fierce ghost. Only... only..."
Having said this, Yujiao trembled, and looking at Li Shimin's increasingly gloomy face, she found it difficult to continue.
Li Daoxuan sighed softly and said, "Only if the queen fakes her death and then dies in despair and fear, will she become a fierce ghost and be swallowed by you, right?"
"National Master...what you said is very true."
This is also the reason why she had the scent of Empress Changsun and even Li Shimin couldn't tell the real one from the fake.
"I have another question. Why does that Hanba have your scent on him?"
Li Daoxuan did not forget that Xiaobai smelled the scent of Empress Changsun from Hanba, and later Xiaotian also confirmed this.
Yujiao actually showed a hint of embarrassment at this.
"Fentian and I... often meet secretly outside the palace... but I will cover my face. He has never seen what I look like and just thinks I am an ordinary concubine."
Wow, a big piece of news has been revealed.
Li Daoxuan finally understood why Hanba had the scent of Empress Changsun but said he had never seen the empress.
This also shows that although they are all subordinates of the evil monk, they have different divisions of labor, and Hanba was unaware of the fact that Yujiao turned into Empress Changsun.
Just thinking of Hanba's rotten and smelly face, I can't help but sigh that this Jade Horn Dharma King has really strong taste.
Outside the Taiji Palace, under the Bodhi tree, Huazi is sloppy and Guanyin has long hair?
Li Shimin's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He looked at Yujiao quietly and asked the last question.
"The evil monk rarely enters the palace. What methods did he use to make the queen sick or even fake her death?"
The Taiji Palace was heavily guarded, and Empress Zhangsun was protected by human power. The evil monk Naerpo Sumei, in order to create an image of himself as a hermit, rarely entered the palace and appeared aloof from the world.
Yujiao uttered a name tremblingly.
"Yes...it's the prince."
