I, the only extraordinary in this world

Chapter 85 The Great Immortal
The White Lotus Sect used to mine here, and judging from the size of the legacy, this mine was definitely not small at that time.

A considerable amount of manpower and material resources were invested, and a simple human-powered mine car was even built, and it was dug and equipped with a "track" that could travel in a complex cave environment.

This shows that this mine is by no means simple for the White Lotus Sect, and should be a very important asset.

And as for what the mineral deposits here are...

In a pit pool, the light of the lamp reflects bright colors on the bottom of the pool, which is some ancient sediments.

Li Heng squatted down and reached down to touch the shiny silver-white powder. Some of it was crushed on his fingertips, and Li Heng put it in front of his nose and sniffed it.

"Nitr..."

He stood up and held up the lamp to amplify the power to illuminate the surrounding environment. Earthen stoves and Shiyazi appeared in front of his eyes, like tombs in the dark, quietly exuding an ancient atmosphere.

"This is a fire nitrate mine!"

And it's not just excavation of soil nitrate ore, but also a series of local nitrate refining facilities, such as nitrate furnace, sedimentation tank, and flue exhaust. Even farther away, Li Heng found some piles of old Sulfur stone mill platform darkened by damp.

This means that this is a complete "production line", which is likely to be made into gunpowder after saltpeter is smelted on the spot. This is a gunpowder arsenal of the White Lotus Sect.

"There are many mineral deposits in the Qinling Mountains. I didn't expect that even the very scarce nitrate mines in China are here."

If nothing else, the White Lotus Sect entrenched here must have been a serious problem for the Qing court back then.

The continuous production of gunpowder from here has become an important fire support to support the rebellion in various places, and it has also overturned a foundation of the century-old Qing Dynasty.

But these are still not what Li Heng cares about. Although the Bailian site is amazing, it has nothing to do with what he is looking for.

Passing through the refining field composed of more than ten earthen stoves from a hundred years ago, Li Heng went further into this dark and dark space.

In such a depressing and dreary environment, ordinary people are likely to suffer from mental illnesses such as claustrophobia or fear of the dark.

Until he came across some existences with artificial traces again, a corridor carved out of a crack in the stone appeared under his feet.

Both sides are stone pillars that have been simply polished, and engraved with some religious hymns and enshrined White Lotus Sect gods and Buddhas. It can be seen that although the craftsmanship is rough, it is indeed done with care.

"Is there a place for people to live behind the arsenal?"

This is really a bit strange. Normally, no one would put their sleeping and living place in a place where gunpowder is refined from morning to night, right?

Not to mention one day a "construction accident" and the whole family will go to the sky together with people and holes, even the smoke and dust floating out of the furnace every day is not pleasant.

It can only be said that the former Bailian believers would rather eat ashes and drink cigarettes in the mountain nest than raise their troops to revolt. It also reflects how much the common people under the rule of the Qing court at that time wanted to overthrow Aixinjue. Those heavenly kings of the Luo family are gone.

With the deepening of exploration and excavation, Li Heng became more and more surprised. These residences may not be simple congregational settlements, and some prominent people in the White Lotus Sect may also be here.

Because he saw the Shentaishe deep in the cave!

There is a clear division of ranks in the White Lotus Sect, from the leader, deputy leader, elders at all levels, altar masters, protectors, ordinary believers...the pomp of each level is also different.

Two rolling curtains spread the doorstep, and white lotus blossoms reflect the golden steps.

On the stone room in front of Li Heng, there are two moss curtains embroidered with cloud patterns of Buddhas and elders, and there are also lotus steps made of brass imitating gold, but the brass has been covered with patina over time.

These all indicate that this place is by no means a place where ordinary disciples can live.

This kind of shrine is at least qualified to be owned by the altar master, and even the leader-level figure.

And on the high hanging stone plaque above the altar house, there are four big characters engraved-Fan Qing Fu Ming!
This slogan can be said to be familiar to everyone in the world. There are more or less such sentences in countless martial arts dramas with the background of the Qing Dynasty. For example, the invincible chief helmsman Chen Jinnan fell down after shouting this slogan.

As a professional organization that has rebelled for a long time, the White Lotus Sect also rebelled in the Ming Dynasty, but this did not prevent it from pulling the banner of "anti-Qing and restoring Ming" to attract popularity after it arrived in the Qing Dynasty.

Anyway, it's just a slogan, it's not in vain.

However, the sentence Li Heng saw in front of him seemed not so simple.

As a heterogeneous and vast sect, the White Lotus Sect itself has many branches, and each branch has its own faction.

For example, the Qingshui Sect, which originated in the east of Taihang, and the Tianli Sect, which spread across the Central Plains, and other sects, although they all belong to the White Lotus Sect, each sect has its own philosophy.

The shrine in front of Li Heng's eyes probably belonged to a branch called [Myojin Sect].

In addition to inheriting the main purpose of the White Lotus Sect, this branch's main "guideline" is to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty.

Unlike other branches whose intentions are merely slogans, this branch really takes the revival of the Ming Dynasty as its program of action.

Including but not limited to collecting the so-called "former prince" legacy from the people, electing various folks who are suspected of having Zhu Ming's blood as guardians and altar masters, and then the congregation only accepts Han people, all under the banner of "reviving the Han people". Chamber, reshape the orthodoxy, reopen the sun and the moon, illuminate Kyushu"

It belongs to the diehard fans of the Han Dynasty and Ming Dynasty.

It was a wonderful flower in that chaotic era when national consciousness was not even formed.

squeak-

Pushing open the ancient stone gate of the shrine, which has been closed for a hundred years, the accumulated dust is flying in the darkness, reflecting under the light of the lamp like a heavy snowfall.

"call--"

With a sudden exhalation, Li Heng blew away the large clumps of dust, and made a way for him to go.

In fact, there is nothing special in the altar house. It is said to be called an altar, but the things on display are still used by ordinary people.

Except for one thing.

Or at least not something for living people.

The lighting swept across the top of the altar, and several huge shadows emerged from the darkness, hanging above Li Heng's head.

The coffins are all dark metal coffins made of pig iron, locked by thick chains and hung on the stone beams on the roof of the altar.

A total of eight coffins were hung on it for an unknown number of years, but now an uninvited guest, Li Heng, came suddenly and opened the closed stone door of the shrine.

The air pressure difference between the altar house and the outside produced a stream of air, causing the enclosed air to produce a small whirlwind.

Squeak - squeak - squeak -

The iron coffins, which had been hanging for a hundred years, swayed slightly one after another under the action of the airflow, making a series of tooth-piercing rubbing sounds.

The dark underground, the dead shrine, the shaking coffin, harsh voices and... Li Heng striding forward!

Bang!
In the stone room, he slammed his legs into the air and jumped more than ten feet into the air in the form of a standing high jump. He grabbed the corner of one of the iron coffins with one hand, and then turned over and stood on it with his wrist. .

"Great Immortal... Zhang Mingwu... the position..."

He looked down at the coffin under his feet and read the words engraved on it.

(End of this chapter)