Chapter 141 Inscription
Everyone followed Jiang Shang's words and no one touched the coffin floating in the middle. Instead, they searched in the empty hall.

The tomb of Song Renzong is not big, at least not as big as the emperor's mausoleum that Jiang Shang imagined. It is only less than 200 square meters in size.

But although the sparrow is small, it has all the organs.

In the center of here is a suspended coffin, and the other rooms are the storage room, armor room, gold and silver room, and the concubines' bedrooms. In particular, there are also several small coffins in the bedroom.

The place that Jiang Shang and his team focused their inspection on was the collection room on the west side of the coffin, which was filled with six or seven shelves of books, all of which were bound in ancient styles.

"Babies, they are all babies!"

When Mr. Li saw these books, he couldn't help but shout out loud.

"They are just a few old books, how can they become treasures?" Tu Meng said puzzledly.

“What do you know? These books are all ancient books from the time of Emperor Renzong of Song Dynasty. They may contain a lot of magic skills and spells that are lost now.

Even if none of these exist, the historical documents recorded in it alone play an important role in helping us improve the history of the Song Dynasty and previous history." Old Li glanced at Tu Meng and said unhappily.

Then he called on everyone to come and help, to search these books to see if there were any methods of practicing the spiritual gift.

Jiang Shang also followed, sitting cross-legged on the ground, reading one book after another.

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I don’t know how much time had passed, but all the books on the bookshelf were read by everyone.

"No! How could there be no one? Why?" Mr. Li said in disbelief.

"Maybe it was forgotten in some corner of the book and we didn't see it when we looked at it." Meng Ziyi guessed.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Fu Zhong retorted: "Impossible, we are all high-level mages, and our mental strength has evolved many times compared to ordinary people. How could we forget things like ordinary people!
This thing must be placed in a corner, let's go to other rooms to check again!"

Just then, Mao Xinrui, who was standing aside and thinking, suddenly said, "Could it be in the coffin?"

"coffin?"

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, she hurriedly continued, "Song Renzong was obviously very happy when he discovered this cultivation method, otherwise he would not have rewarded the person who presented the treasure with a marquisate, so I wonder if he took this cultivation method into the coffin and placed it close to his body!"

"It's possible. Let's do this. Everyone should go out and disperse to check all the rooms. If we still can't find it, we will have to do something that will let our ancestors down." Old Li ordered.

With Mr. Li's words, everyone finally perked up their spirits and started searching the palace again.

After everyone went to the ear chamber, Jiang Shang went to the main hall alone to search.

In his opinion, what Mao Xinrui said made sense. Such a meaningful item must have been carried close to the person, or the whole story of the incident must have been engraved on the murals of the tomb to praise himself.

This is what every emperor throughout history has done. In addition to gold, silver and treasures, there are murals recording their great deeds in their tombs.

Even the hometown where I lived before I traveled through time was no exception.

This is the bad nature of human beings.

After arriving at the hall, Jiang Shang ignored the coffin floating in the air, but instead explored the surrounding walls according to his own guess.

He didn't want to cause a powerful demon to appear from the coffin in his dream and eventually become the engine of his entire group's destruction. This is how it's written in tomb-robbing scripts. It's better to wait until everyone is together.

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After looking at them one by one, Jiang Shang was not disappointed by the stone paintings carved on the wall.

On the wall facing the top of the coffin, Jiang Shang discovered a mural engraved with articles. The text on it was somewhat obscure and beyond his comprehension.

However, Jiang Shang did not choose to fight to the death. He was going to the tomb with the history professor Li Lao, so there was no need to waste brain cells.

"Mr. Li, come here quickly. I seem to have found some traces of the spiritual power here!" Jiang Shang shouted.

"What!!" Elder Li's voice came from a remote room in the palace.

Seeing the figure of Li Lao, Jiang Shang moved, and turned into thunder and came to Li Lao and said: "I think I found the trace of the spiritual divine gift. Come with me."

Hearing Jiang Shang's words, Mr. Li followed his steps in disbelief and came to the stone carving in the hall, then looked at it with a serious face.

The other people also came out from other rooms and came here together.

"This may indeed be a method for cultivating the divine gift of the mind, but it is incomplete. It cannot be cultivated to the level of divine gift at all. It can only be cultivated to the level of a super-class magician. The most important step of cultivation is not here." Old Li said regretfully after reading it.

"Not here, why?"

"That's not right. Could this be a scam by this old emperor?" Tu Meng said indignantly.

"Stop arguing. It's definitely not here. This stone inscription has made it very clear. This fragment was left here by Emperor Renzong of Song Dynasty. He said that if the descendants of future generations are in danger of collapse, they can use this article to rebuild the world.

Although it is only a fragment, it also proves that the spiritual gift does exist. We are not going in the wrong direction, but we still need to work harder," said Mr. Li.

"Why don't we open the coffin in the center of the hall? What if the emperor is lying to us, and what's outside is just an illusion, and the real thing is inside the coffin!" Mao Xinrui questioned.

After hearing this, Mr. Li shook his head and insisted, "The character and credibility of Emperor Song Renzong can still be trusted. If he says there is no truth to it, then there is no truth to it. He can't just play tricks with his own body after his death just to deceive us."

"So, we're going back like this?" Fu Zhong asked doubtfully.

"Well, let's do this. The gains from this trip have actually exceeded our expectations. After I make a copy of this article, we'll leave." said Mr. Li.

"All right."

Seeing that they could not open the coffin, Tu Meng and his companions became a little listless and had to stand aside waiting for Mr. Li to copy the engraving.

But Jiang Shang didn't know whether this was acceptable or not. Just as Mr. Li said, Song Renzong's character was still trustworthy. You know, he was the one who would resist eating mutton soup at night, for fear that his momentary desire would cause the kitchen to kill sheep every night. It was good to be known as a benevolent and generous person.

Of course, this is not the main reason why Jiang Shang agreed with Mr. Li not to open the museum.

The real reason was that the energy fluctuations inside Song Renzong's coffin were so intense that they even condensed into a small silver sun, completely concentrated in the coffin.

Who knows if a monarch-level being will pop out after it is opened.

It is better to be cautious!

(End of this chapter)