The main hall is composed of one hundred and sixty nanmu trees, with layers of Qin bricks and Han tiles, purple pillars and golden beams, making it extremely luxurious.
However, although the palace is magnificent, it is full of gloom. After all, it is for the dead, and there are many sinister things in it, such as - Shan Po.
Chen Yulou and others were not impressed, and were rather excited when they saw the palace in the sky.
Walking to a huge stone tablet erected in front of the palace gate, Partridge Whistle looked at the powerful ancient seal characters carved on the stone tablet and read: "Mysterious and mysterious, the gate of all wonders, Lingyun Heavenly Palace, Huixian Palace."
The Partridge Whistle smiled disdainfully: "Thousands of people cut down trees, and one person ascends to heaven. It is not an exaggeration to think that he can harm more than 100,000 people for his own selfish desires, and that he will go to the eighteenth level of hell!"
Partridge Whistle hated Xian Wang with all his teeth.
It was not only because King Xian built tombs and harmed hundreds of thousands of people, but also because King Xian ran away here with the Muchen Bead, causing the Zagrama tribe to perform useless work for thousands of years.
Even if the king's bones are crushed and ashes are raised, it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in Partridge Whistle's heart.
Hua Ling said: "Anyway, we are one step closer to Muchen Bead."
The king also looked at Lingyun Tiangong. The air here was completely different from that under the dragon halo.
Under the dragon's halo, water vapor grew everywhere, making it dark and humid.
However, the Heavenly Palace was extremely cool and dry. Wang Ye deduced that the dragon's halo blocked the water vapor below. In the unclear environment, the palace buildings remained as good as new to this day.
Somewhat similar to formations and barriers, being able to achieve this step with the help of the Feng Shui pattern of the heaven, earth and mountains can be described as a subtle way of understanding the mysteries.
With such means, it can be seen that King Xian was indeed extraordinary during his lifetime.
If it were in the real world, the Tomb of King Xian would probably be ranked among the wonders of the world.
This place has ancient cliff paths, waterfalls and curtains, and thousands of rays of light. It is a transcendent scene. For Wang Ye, it can be regarded as a good place for practice.
The only problem is that life is inconvenient.
The people in Xiling and Luo Laowai's soldiers would not appreciate the scenery. They only care about money and want to move the entire palace out.
"Why can't this door be pushed open?"
When Chen Yulou heard what his men said, he stepped forward to take a look and said, "There should be an anti-theft device behind this door. Hong Gu, come and take a look."
The red girl observed for a moment in front of the bronze door and shook her head.
Seeing this, Luo Xiaoliu suggested: "The boss is the leader, or I can blow it up with explosives!"
"This is a cultural relic, so save some explosives."
While he was talking, the king stepped forward, took off the dragon and tiger scepter hanging from his waist, pressed the mechanism in the middle, and split it into two parts.
"Partridge Whistle, please help me."
The king also handed the tiger's head to the partridge whistle, and the two came to the door.
The two tomb stone beasts on the bronze door happened to be one dragon and one tiger. Wang Ye and Partridge Whistle inserted the dragon and tiger scepter into the corresponding holes and pressed hard.
"Click~"
The mechanism of the bronze door opens.
Wang Ye and the partridge sentry took a few steps back, and several Xiling warriors holding shields stood in front of them to avoid being hurt by possible traps inside.
The bronze door slowly opened. Although the sun was shining brightly outside, the sunlight could not reach the inside of the palace at all. It could only illuminate an area in front of the door. The inside of the hall was pitch black and looked very eerie.
Although Minglou is a palace, it is for the dead after all.
Wang also took off the dragon and tiger scepter from the door, reassembled it, and said to Chen Yulou, the Partridge Whistle on the side: "Mr. Chen, head of the Partridge Whistle, let's go in and take a look first, and the others will stay where they are."
When the three of them entered the Huixian Hall, the first thing they saw were bronze statues of different shapes, including lions, unicorns, camels, etc.
In addition, there are some portraits, thirty-six civil servants and military commanders, guarding the throne in the deepest part of the hall like stars holding the moon.
In front of the throne inlaid with gold and jade is a dried up pool.
Walking around the pool, you can see a red jade dragon hovering on the throne, glowing under the firelight.
The king also stepped forward and saw that the red jade dragon was full of mercury.
This jade dragon is exquisitely carved. The dragon's tail and one segment of its body climb on top of the throne. The dragon's body and claws pierce into the mural at the back and are integrated with the mural.
The murals are quite well preserved and the contents above can be clearly seen.
What is painted in the painting is the scene of the king becoming an immortal and ascending to heaven.
There were some subjects among them, but compared with the tall King Xian, they seemed very humble and insignificant.
Partridge Whistle's eyes were attracted by the Muchen Bead on the crown on King Xian's head, and he said excitedly: "The Muchen Bead is indeed in King Xian's hand."
Wang was also a little helpless. He had said it many times before, but he didn't expect Partridge Whistle to still have doubts. However, he could understand Partridge Whistle's mood and didn't say anything.
Observing the surrounding situation, it can be seen that there is a space behind the throne, which belongs to the apse.
Wang Ye chatted with Partridge Whistle and Chen Yulou for a few words, and then set off for the apse.
After passing through the short corridor, we came to the gloomy and dark back palace hall. Judging from the inscriptions in the corridor, this place is called Shangzhen Hall. There are many inscriptions and a separate mural, which coincides with the trend of the Nine Palaces and Bagua.
The murals here record the life stories of the ancient Dian Kingdom and King Xian. As for how much artistic processing there is in them, it is unknown.
It's a pity that I don't have a mobile phone, otherwise Wang Ye would like to take pictures as a souvenir.
In addition to the murals and stone statues, in the middle of the apse, there is a six-legged bronze tripod with a dark appearance and no decorative patterns.
Judging from the notes on the mural, this is a large cauldron used to cook corpses!
Seeing that the mouth of the tripod was still sealed, Partridge Whistle secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This meant that King Xian had not yet been transformed into an immortal, and his body was still in the coffin of the underground palace.
When I saw the picture of the king being promoted to immortality on the mural before, although I thought it was impossible and thought it was the king's fantasy, Partridge Whistle still couldn't help but worry.
If King Xian really becomes an immortal and takes away the Muchen Bead, the Zagrama tribe will be doomed!
"Kekehehehehehe!"
At this moment, deep in the palace, a burst of extremely weird laughter suddenly came from. The sound seemed to be coming from a woman. It was sinister and cold, as if it could freeze people's hearts and make their scalp explode.
"What was that sound just now? Did you hear it?" Chen Yulou asked in shock.
"heard it!"
Partridge Whistle touched his two guns. He didn't believe that he could really see ghosts in broad daylight.
"Kekeke...hehehehe!!"
At this moment, that creepy sneer came out again.
Wang Ye was foresighted and quickly found the source of the sound.
Chen Yulou's ability to identify locations by listening to sounds was also very good, and with his pair of night eyes that could see in the dark, he quickly discovered the source of the laughter.
I saw a figure wearing a red robe with long sleeves hanging above the main hall. At first glance, the figure had long hair shawl, a pale face, and a cold smile.
With a sudden look, Chen Yulou avoided being horrified: "Is it a ghost?"
The Partridge Whistle was the last one to notice. He raised his guns and aimed at the figure in red: "This dress looks like the witch robe of Shan Po, and it also looks like a priest. It should be hung by King Xian in order to perform some kind of ceremony."
Above."
"Then how does it laugh?"
When Chen Yulou heard this, he took a closer look and found that there were no feet in the red robe, and it was empty inside. A wooden frame could be seen in the red robe, which was tightly attached to the high corner of the hall. There was no body, only a pale belt.
The weird head with a smiling face looks like a humanoid doll.
"It's probably some kind of mechanism, or a trick."
While Wang Ye was talking, Shan Po let out a sharp and harsh laugh, which made people very uncomfortable.
"Noisy!"
Wang Ye raised his hand and shot a fire meteor at the Shanpo, turning it into ashes. A piece of black ink jade fell from it and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.