"I thought the keel gun used by the dragon was already very good, but I didn't expect there to be a better gun here" Zhang Jingyang stroked the black spear and exclaimed, he is still more knowledgeable, although there is no inscription on this black spear, but the feeling is different from the keel gun.

If there is really anything different, it is similar to the sword I saw last time in Li Zimu's house, and I can feel a little temperature when I touch it in this cold secret room.

"Hmm, there's even a compartment there" The spirit didn't have any interest in these guns, swords, etc., so he had to turn his attention to the rest of this Sword Casting Pavilion.

Li Zimu looked at her flashlight, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she saw that where it should have been a wall, a door had been repaired, so there was a room inside.

This is the Sword Casting Pavilion, so this compartment should be where the raw materials are placed, thinking of this, Li Zimu was overjoyed, and walked straight towards the door.

"Iron Mother, so many Iron Mother?" Zhang Jingyang looked at the things placed in this compartment and said in surprise, he still knew about the Iron Mother, the color of this thing was not pure black, but a kind of black and brown.

I saw that this small compartment was filled with wooden boxes of different sizes, and the boxes were all filled with iron mothers!

"This shouldn't have been produced in a mine, but moved in later," Li Zimu said with a smile, and he was happy to see so many iron mothers.

There are only a very few iron mothers that can be produced in an iron mine, and so many iron mothers in front of you are definitely not from one iron mine. Li Zimu stepped inside, looked carefully at it with a flashlight, and then walked towards the wooden boxes behind.

It seems that the materials in this are not all iron mothers, Li Zimu smiled, for example, although the black ore in the wooden box in front of him is about the same color as the iron mother, but the reflectivity is different, it should be chrome ore. A good weapon must have chromium in it, as this metal is much harder than other metals.

The other wooden box is filled with silver metal, which smells a little stinky, the name of this metal is osmium, which is characterized by its weight, and some people like to use heavier weapons, such as Xiang Yu, so his spear is filled with osmium metal.

Of course, there are some other metals, Li Zimu is too lazy to distinguish them one by one, most of them are used to refine weapons, these things are of little use to other people, but if it is in the hands of a swordsmith, it is a treasure, and to forge a good sword, you need these messy metals with different characteristics.

Seeing this Sword Casting Pavilion, Li Zimu nodded with satisfaction, the things here are of great use to him, and he has to come here to restore the Tai'a Sword in the future.

"The last room, and then there will be no more" Chi Ling looked at the last room and said, it was already four o'clock now, and it would be almost dawn in a while, but I didn't expect to stay all night this time.

Li Zimu nodded, he hadn't found what he was looking for until now, so he could only pin his hopes on this last room called Overlord Pavilion.

The three of them walked straight to the last room with a flashlight in hand, Li Zimu gently pushed open the door of the room, looked at the layout inside, and frowned slightly. And Chi Ling was so frightened that he hid directly behind Li Zimu after taking a look.

I saw that in this room, there was no other furnishings, only a table with a spiritual tablet on it, and behind the table, in the middle of the room, there was a big black coffin!

Li Zimu and Zhang Jingyang glanced at each other, and at the same time raised their feet and walked inside, there was a coffin in this palace, although Zhang Jingyang said that he was a little hairy in his heart, but he was not afraid, because he had been dealing with this thing since he was a child.

As for why there is a hairy heart, the main thing is that there is no preparation at all, and there is nothing in this room, so a coffin is placed, which always feels a little abrupt, after all, this is a palace, and anyone who suddenly sees a coffin will be stunned.

But after it eased up, it was much better, and the same was true for Chi Ling, who had just instinctively wanted to hide behind Li Zimu before, in fact, she had also seen a lot of dead people, and the corpse team in Xiangxi was no stranger to them Wan Gu Zhai, because they would also take this kind of corpse work before, but now it is gone.

"This is Xiang Yu's coffin?" Zhang Jingyang looked at Chu Seal on the spirit position card and said, this spirit position card is not written in the traditional format, there are only five words: Overlord's Spirit Position.

Li Zimu nodded and didn't speak, could this coffin be Xiang Yu who had put it here at the beginning, right? He was puzzled, because according to the content of the bamboo tie in his backpack, Xiang Yu knew that he would die in the next battle, so it was very likely that he would put his spiritual tablet in this place he cultivated to chat about comfort.

It's not surprising to think of this, of course, it may be that his descendants put it in. However, looking at the back of the spirit tablet, it only wrote Xiang Yu's birth time, and did not write when he died, thinking that the previous one is more likely.

The spiritual position existed as early as the Shang and Zhou dynasties, the ancient patriarchal system, the generation arrangement of the temple or cemetery, with the ancestor in the middle, the second, fourth, and sixth generations on the left side of the ancestor, called Zhao; The third, fifth, and seventh generations are located on the right and are called Mu. In short, Zhao Mu is the left and right rank of the temple and the cemetery, with Zhao on the left and Mu on the right.

Later, Confucianism and Buddhism began to use the method of setting up spiritual tablets to pay tribute to the deceased, and before that, only large families and royal families set spiritual tablets.

"Open it?" Zhang Jingyang looked at Li Zimu and said to ask for his opinion, and the coffin nails were also nailed on it. However, what made him curious was that even his subordinate dragons were all at the level of a three-layer coffin, and when he arrived at Xiang Yu, he didn't even have a coffin, which was too shabby.

"Let's go" Li Zimu nodded and said, if this coffin was really put here by Xiang Yu himself, then there should be nothing in it, because when he died, he didn't even have a whole corpse left, how could there be a corpse inside.

Zhang Jingyang took out the tools in the backpack and handed one to Li Zimu, and skillfully pulled out the coffin nails on it with three strokes and five divisions, and at the same time, Li Zimu also finished prying at the same time.

"Why are there only clothes? there are no human bones......" The spirit said strangely as he looked at the empty coffin, which contained only one set of clothes and nothing else.

Li Zimu smiled, as he expected, this was an empty coffin, it was just Xiang Yu leaving a thought for himself, and there was nothing too mysterious.