There was a long silence, and then a solemn look at each other.

If there is no mistake, there are three hundred stone platforms.

Why is it that after a hundred years, there is still no dust in the middle of the stone platform, but the surrounding of the table is dense with floating ash, and it turns out that there have always been things there.

There are 300 dead soldiers in the Tang Dynasty, all of whom are black-robed and gold-faced, and there are 300 stone platforms here, all of which are finely carved.

It turns out that the dead have always been here, and it turns out that they woke up from here.

The huge stone door is open, the air inside the cave is still cold and damp, the magnificent hall is at the end of the stone platform, and the exquisite avenue starts from the door and extends into the main hall.

Bai Jiu suddenly felt that this scene was a little familiar, he had never been to the palace, but he knew the scene when countless court officials passed by the palace in the early dynasty.

The main hall of the palace is located on a three-meter-high pedestal, and the whole hall is four zhang higher than the flat ground. Looking from afar, the Hanguang Hall is backed by the blue sky, tall and majestic, shocking. His Majesty the Emperor listens to the government here, and you can look down on Yong'an City at your feet. In front of the hall, there are three dragon tail roads, and the square in front of the hall extends to the main hall, and there are stone steps to ascend into the main hall at the bottom.

At this time, the scene in this cave is very similar, and at the end of the stone platform is the main hall, which is located on a high place.

The three hundred stone platforms are arranged neatly, if there are really three hundred dead soldiers on it, it is like the courtiers waiting outside the Hanguang Hall in the early morning, and the three dragon tail roads outside the Hanguang Hall have become the exquisite long road that connects the main hall from the stone gate to the main hall today.

Perhaps because of the relationship between the mausoleum, the main hall leads from the gate of the mausoleum, and this road has the prescribed name - the underworld. The implication is that nature leads to the underworld, the place where people die and go. Of course, there is also a saying that the Ming Dao, the cultivator's longevity is exhausted, and the physical body dies, but in fact, the soul goes to the Nine Heavens, and the Ming Dao is naturally the path to the light.

Tang Mausoleum is the place where the royal family members of the Tang Dynasty died and were buried, it is a small world, isolated from the real world, there are special natural rules and laws, it is a more different world, and only the Tang Dynasty, a thousand-year-old power, has such a heritage and courage.

And if the cave here is a mausoleum, then it should be one of the emperors of the Tang Dynasty who is buried, but I don't know which king it is.

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After carefully inspecting the stone platforms around them and making sure that each one was blank, the two hesitated for a moment and continued to walk forward. Thinking that those black-robed and golden-faced people and puppets had all walked out of the cave and entered the green mountains, and I don't know how many cultivators would return here, who would have thought that this trip to Tangling would be so dangerous.

Come to the end of the underworld, walk up the stone steps, and climb the main hall that is four feet above the ground.

The door of the main hall was a heavy stone door about ten zhang high, the two of them glanced at each other, then took a deep breath, and pushed forward at the same time, only to find that it was unexpectedly relaxed.

Quietly, the door of the main hall was pushed open, and some fine dust particles erupted from the wider and wider gaps.

Bai Jiu's right hand holding the sword tightened a little, he put the sword horizontally in front of him, and walked into the main hall, very vigilant.

Tang Chun's brows were furrowed deeply, and his whole body was vigilant, always preventing accidents from happening.

If it is really as conjecture, there are three hundred Tang Dynasty dead soldiers on the three hundred stone platforms on both sides of the underworld, like courtiers. So in this hall, is there a monarch who needs someone to protect him even after death? In such a place, there are too many unknowns and too many dangers.

Who knows what's going to be in it?

He had just walked into the main hall, but only a few steps away, and suddenly there was a light in the darkness in the distance, more like a night without stars than the night full of stars before, and someone had burned a bonfire in the field.

The two of them stared into the distance, always ready to shoot or escape, there were three hundred dead soldiers outside, so would there be a more powerful existence inside this hall.

The next moment, a second light lit up in the depths of the mausoleum, and immediately after, more and more light appeared in front of the eyes of the two of them, coming towards them, turning into two bright rays.

Eventually, the light came to them, and it turned out to be the pearl of the night set on the cinnabar pillar.

The night pearl Bai Jiu has seen it in many places, these night pearls are not as perfect as the one on the Chen Jiawu Tower, but they are definitely not smaller than those night pearls on the library building, and the corridor in the main hall is very long, leading to the depths of the unknown place, they are inlaid on the vermilion wall pillars, just like the pillars in the palace Hanguang Palace, the only difference is that the pillars here are all cinnabar bright red, and there is splendor.

The light illuminated the two sides of the main hall, and the two looked at each other, only to see that the stone walls on both sides of the main hall were not clean white, and the walls of unknown materials were full of bright colors and delicate lines.

The patterns are intertwined to form a large and beautiful picture.

The golden five-clawed golden dragon rolls in the clouds, the beautiful colorful tail phoenix spreads its wings in the sky, there are countless pavilions and pavilions in the clouds, and it is faintly visible that there are immortals looking at it, it turns out that this is above the nine heavens.

On the dragon's head, there was a handsome, proud-looking middle-aged man, smiling indifferently.

The phoenix pulled a golden and gorgeous chariot, and in the middle sat a beautiful woman, looking at her shyly.

The two of them turned their backs to the sun and slowly walked towards the sky, where there was a magnificent white jade gate sitting above the sky, and behind the door was a cloud of mist, faintly visible immortal mountain Penglai.

The dragon rides the phoenix to help, the top of the world, and goes away as an immortal, perhaps this is the good wish of the Tang Emperor at that time.

The two of them looked at the mural on the wall and slowly walked into the depths, and before they knew it, they had come to the end of the main hall, which was very empty.

Stone pillars dozens of feet high support the dome.

This makes the space immense.

In the depths of the main hall, there was no burial chamber, let alone a coffin, but a black furnace.

Bai Jiu and the two walked in front of the huge Ding Furnace, only to find that this black Ding Furnace was extremely huge, like a black stone mountain.

Standing in front of the black furnace, the figures of the two of them were very small.

This Ding furnace is made of black black iron, the surface is dull and dull, revealing a quiet meaning, and there are no traces of gaps and splicing, which shows what method this Ding furnace was made of at that time.

There are no patterns on the surface of the Xuantie Ding furnace, only huge ventilation holes around it, and the huge feet of the limbs, and there is no text on it, but there are many protrusions like horns, and there are bells hanging on it, but this one is more deep and solemn.

Dongzhou Daomen is the ancestral court of Taoism, even the Nantian Daomen of Zhongzhou a hundred years ago is also a vein of its branches, but this vein is more not Taoist practice, but the refining of pills.

In the late Tang Dynasty, the Tang Emperor disappeared from the world inexplicably, and it was rumored that he was more likely to become an immortal.

At that time, the Nantian Dao Gate was specially for the Tang Emperor to refine pills.

The Tang Emperor disappeared into the world, the heroes chased the deer, the Emperor of Dayu Zu stepped on the rivers and lakes, and the Nantian Daomen was called a relic, and Dayu never had an elixir again.

I didn't expect that in this Tang Tomb, there was actually the existence of a Ding Furnace, but the Tang Tomb at that time was also a place where the Nantian Daomen refined pills.

"What do you see is that?"

Bai Jiu's gaze suddenly fell to one place, and his expression suddenly became nervous and solemn.

Tang Chun looked in the direction of Bai Jiu's finger, and saw that at the foot of the Ding Furnace on the left side, there was a tall and thin figure leaning there motionlessly.

By the faint light of the dim, it was a shriveled corpse, leaning on the feet, leaning but not falling, for there was a long sword stuck in his chest, which passed through his body, and then pierced into the feet, nailing him there.

The two of them approached and took a closer look.

The corpse had been completely weathered and had become a shriveled corpse, with a bronze mask on his face, and a large amount of red rust had appeared due to time, which looked like a maple leaf falling on an autumn day. The color of his clothes was no longer visible, but several simple pieces of chain mail could be seen inside, and the broken heart guards. One of his hands hung limply on the ground, and the other rested on the hilt of his sword.

The sword had been covered with dust for thousands of years, and the blood had turned black and painted on the blade and the man's shirt.

Because of the mask, I can't see the person's face, and I can't see the person's expression when he died, but it is clear that the person committed suicide.

Bai Jiu's gaze was on the sword, because after a thousand years, this sword still revealed cold light, it passed through the chain mail of the corpse, through the heart guard of the heart, and even the huge Ding furnace made of dark iron could be pierced, which showed its sharpness.

Tang Chun was looking at the man, his gaze swept over the corpse's body, and finally landed on the mask, he looked at it like this, his gaze gradually melancholy.

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Standing in front of the huge Ding Furnace, the two were silent for a long time, Bai Jiu stretched out his hand and put it on the surface of the Ding Furnace, and the unexpected cold feeling made him feel a little complicated.

No matter how ambitious the project is, it can't stand up to time. What kind of heat was this Ding furnace in those years?

In the empty hall, there is only this huge furnace, and a corpse nailed to the furnace, there is no coffin behind him, if this is a tomb, then what does it mean that there is no coffin? He turned his head to look at Tang Chun.

I saw Tang Chun standing there with a complicated face, the emotions in his eyes turned a little nervous and fearful, like Bai Jiu, one of his hands was on the surface of the huge Ding Furnace, unlike Bai Jiu, his hand was trembling slightly.

"What's wrong?"

In Bai Jiu's eyes, he found that there was no problem.

Tang Chun looked nervous and whispered, "There is a problem." ”