The pillars made of the wooden branches are like heavenly pillars, supporting the entire underground palace. At this moment, Xiyue felt as if she was incarnating as Nuwa, doing something to make up for the sky.

Although the building wood supports the entire underground palace, it does not touch the dome from the top, and does not stand on the ground from the bottom, as if it is floating in mid-air.

When the entire space stabilized, Xiyue also retracted her mana. Her turbulent primordial spirit and immortal body immediately stabilized, not as incompatible as before.

Fortunately, it's night, the bright moon is in the sky, and Xiyue can still collect the power of the moon. Xiyue began to exercise, and the endless power of the moon poured down from the sky, silently penetrating Lishan and falling on Xiyue. The gentle power of the moon flowed through Xiyue's whole body, just like a long drought and a rainstorm, instantly moistening her primordial spirit and immortal body.

The moonlight turned into a white dome and wrapped Xiyue's whole person. Directly above the dome, the moonlight flowed in like flowing water. The scene seems to be beautiful and huge, but this is all an illusion, there is basically no aura in Yuehua, if it weren't for Xihe who used to be the god of the moon, this Yuehua would not have played any role at all, and now it is just a little better than nothing, add a little mana, and stabilize the Yuan Shen.

Qin Shi Huang's underground palace was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, everything was calm before, because there was no way to find the breath of Xiyue here. However, the vibration of the dungeon was hundreds of times greater than the movement of the invaders. Those former methods were also revealed when Xiyue was healing.

Legend has it that Xiang Yu once stole the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang and flew out of it a delicately made golden goose. When Xiyue supported the underground palace with a building wood, a golden goose also flew out.

Flocks of golden and silver cranes and geese flew out from all directions, and they flew around the hall high in the sky. Like a crane flying in the clouds on the heavenly court.

There are also fiery red rosefinch, flying from the roof of the palace. Suzaku has a fluffy thing made of unknown materials, and it looks like a burning flame.

At this moment, the underground palace is like a heavenly palace. Fairy birds flying, building wood volleys.

The magic of the dungeon is not only like this, those terracotta warriors and horses, one by one, seem to come to life, they twist their stiff necks, like zombies, looking for their enemies.

And outside the main hall of the Qin Palace, the few figurines made of flesh standing on the stairs were also completely alive. They are more spiritual than the fired terracotta warriors, they can see things. Therefore, even if they couldn't feel Xiyue's breath, they still found Xiyue.

"Ho... Person.. Trespassing. Underground Palace. One of the figurines stumbled. I haven't spoken for thousands of years, so I probably have to forget how to speak.

Xi Yue in cultivation, where can she take care of the outside world, she didn't even notice anything strange in the underground palace. Her Yuan Shen was already in trouble, and now she is appeasing, how can she still have time to pay attention to the outside world with her divine thoughts.

The figurines didn't get an answer, and it seemed that they didn't want to answer either, because they had long regarded Xiyue as an intruder. They wielded the spear in their hands to kill Xiyue, for them, anyone who entered the imperial tomb had to die, and no one could disturb the peace of the first emperor, it was anyone.

They haven't moved for thousands of years, they are stiff all over, they stiffen their bodies, and they walk very slowly step by step, very hard, very hard. It's a bit like a zombie learning to walk, and it's a little funny to watch. However, no one can laugh when they see this scene, but will be moved by them. Although they have become what they are today, they have their own wisdom, but they are willing to protect the imperial tomb for thousands of years, and their loyalty and persistence are worthy of the admiration of the world.

They seem to be recovering quickly, and after a few steps, they are slowly getting acquainted with it, not as hard as it started. They weren't far from Xiyue, so even though they had a hard time, they still made it quickly.

The two figurines who walked first raised the spears in their hands and stabbed towards Xiyue. For them, there is only the destruction of the invaders, not their own survival.

Although Xiyue is in the meditation, although she is unaware of the outside world, she is a god after all. Even if you are a cultivator, when you cultivate, you will leave some self-preservation power. When the spears were about to pierce the moonlight circle on Xi Yue's body, they were bounced back by a powerful rebound force, and even the two figurines flew out with them.

Not at the same level, the difference in strength is so big. Although they were all among the best generals during their lifetimes, after being made into figurines, they were also impressed. But after all, thousands of years have passed, and anything will fade under the erosion of time.

The rest of the figurines saw their companions fly out without any shock or fear. They still rushed up desperately, thousands of years of human figurines have lived, maybe they have long forgotten everything, and only remember their own mission.

"Trespassing on the imperial tomb, there is no forgiveness for killing."

The figurines in the back continued to rush up, and they all said that the Qin people were fierce, which can be seen from this.

Before their spears could stab Xiyue, a white circle of light vibrated and shook the figurines open.

Xiyue stood up, as beautiful as ever, but at this moment, there was a supreme majesty on her body, and a pride that regarded all beings as ants. turned around, and the skirt flew, showing the domineering spirit of being the moon god and the queen of heaven to the fullest.

Xi Yue looked at the figurines lying on the ground, unable to stand up for a while, without any emotion in her eyes, like the eyes of the sky, cold and ruthless, and high up.

Behind Xiyue, there is an endless starry sky, which looks so distant and mysterious at the moment, and the bright stars are like a small world one by one. And Xiyue looks like an existence standing in the endless starry sky, controlling the heavens and all worlds.

Although they are man-made, the Xiyue at this moment sets them off like endless cosmic chaos. It's like a saying that a person with temperament is not a person lining clothes, but a person lining clothes. Standing here in another person may be the same as ordinary people standing under the stars in the night.

"Kill." The figurine spat out a word again. It also doesn't have any feelings, but unlike Xiyue's ruthlessness, his emotionlessness is mechanically calm.

The terracotta warriors who stood on top of the branch hall and looked disorganized because they were looking for targets in all directions immediately became neat and serious when they received the order of the figurines. They straightened their way and walked along the passage hidden in the darkness with neat, stiff steps.

With a wave of her sleeves, Xi Yue threw those terracotta warriors back to their original place with the power of endless moonlight and incense, and continued to be their statues.

The figurines also struggled to stand up. They brandished their spears and rushed up again.

Xi Yue waved her sleeves again: "Where you come from, go back." ”

At the beginning, Xi Yue was angry, and anyone who was assassinated at the juncture of cultivation was angry. But after Xiyue saw the figurines, her heart suddenly softened. She didn't want to kill them, or Xiyue didn't want to destroy their only remains,

They're long dead, and now they're just shells with memories and a little bit of wisdom, and their souls are long gone.

They are pitiful, and the process of becoming such figurines is cruel. To make such a loyal figurine, you must be loyal to Qin Shi Huang during your lifetime, you must be in the prime of life, and you must be strong and strong. When it is made, it must be made by a living person, and the pain of the process is not much better than peeling the skin and removing the bones. Most importantly, you have to volunteer to cooperate. Otherwise, all that can be made is a puppet, a useless puppet.

They are also honorable, and they can betray after death, but they have never betrayed.

The cruelty of the year, Xi Yue can imagine, who would be willing to do such a thing. Qin Shi Huang has failed how many loyal people to him, so that today's thousands of years of incorruptible figurines. Xiyue sympathizes with them, but she can't save them, so she can only let them return to their original state and continue to guard here.

After solving the figurines, Xiyue blew again. The breath turned into a cloud that obscured the starry sky of the dome. Then he quickly collected all the ropes to the birds flying in the sky, and returned them to their original positions with them.

The Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang has finally returned to the way it has remained for two thousand years. No, there are also building trees. Xi Yue stretched out her hand and slapped her palm on Jianmu, who shattered into countless powders. Under the command of Xi Yue, these powders were integrated into the dome and ground of the entire underground palace. In this way, the dungeon will be stable and stable forever.

Xi Yue spent so much effort, not what she wanted. Her idea is actually very simple, the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang cannot be destroyed, at least not in her hands. This is a treasure of China, and she can't selfishly destroy it, so that future generations will never have the opportunity to know how magical this place is.

The handle of the Chaos Clock was still in mid-air, and everything that happened here seemed to have nothing to do with it. Its self-repair has also come to an end, but the last shallow crack cannot be repaired.

Xi Yue could see that it was not the Chaos Clock itself's problem. Its own accumulated energy has been depleted, and it needs the aura of the outside world to repair itself.

But there is no aura here, so Xiyue has no choice but to put it away, maybe when it returns to the fairy world, or maybe when it finds the entire Chaos Bell.