"Why is there a tornado in this underground palace?"

Tornadoes can only appear in open plains. In this closed underground palace, there is no air flow. How could there be such a thing?

Shaq said with a look of panic.

"That's not an ordinary wind, it's a low-temperature air mass. If we don't run away, we'll all be frozen into ice sculptures!"

It turned out that the white tornado was wrapped in a bitter cold, and the temperature was eighty degrees below zero!

Even if everyone is wearing thick down jackets, once they are caught in this tornado, they will freeze to death in a short time!

Only then did everyone's expressions change drastically. Even if they had extraordinary skills, they were powerless to resist this extremely cold air mass.

The degree of danger in this underground palace is indeed not fake!

At this time, Ji Changsheng walked towards the tornado and smiled calmly.

"Don't worry, if it's just a low-temperature air mass, then it's not a problem at all!"

The best way to deal with low temperatures is to increase the temperature.

But he is an expert at playing with fire!

Artifact: Suzaku Sword!

Skill: Red Flame Art is activated!

A red light flew out from his hand, enveloping a blazing flame.

Fire attribute skills, plus fire attribute artifacts.

The Suzaku sword turned into a huge fire phoenix, the temperature of the flame was as high as 3000 degrees!

Where the fire phoenix passed, the frost on the ground and the coffin instantly melted, turning into steaming steam.

The temperature of the entire underground palace suddenly rose by more than [-] degrees!

On one side is a high-temperature fire phoenix, and on the other side is a low-temperature tornado.

Two heavens of ice and fire!

The two met in the air, and the gorgeous flame instantly weakened a lot.

However, the white air of extreme cold also weakened by half.

The two forces entangled for a moment, and finally the Fire Phoenix had the upper hand.

As a group of flames exploded, the tornado dissipated invisible!

When the Suzaku sword was returned to Ji Changsheng, the temperature of the underground palace returned to normal.

It was the first time for White and Shaq to see Ji Changsheng playing with fire, and they were beyond shocked by this scene.

The mouths of the two opened into an exaggerated circle, and they couldn't close their mouths for a long time.

"This... what is this?"

"Is it an incendiary bomb? But the shape is too strange, I seem to see a firebird!"

Ji Changsheng smiled, took out the map, looked at it, and then pointed in a direction.

"Let's go."

The entrance to the third floor of the underground palace is inside a stone sculpture.

This stone sculpture is a deity with a human head and a snake body, holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, with two horns growing on its head.

Wu Xie recognized it at a glance.

"This is Gonggong, the water god who hit Buzhou Mountain!"

"Why did the Zhang family enshrine an ancient god here? Isn't this a cemetery?"

It is indeed very uncommon to enshrine gods in underground palaces.

But people quickly thought of one thing, this is the Zhang family's underground palace, which cannot be guessed by common sense.

Here, it seems unsurprising that anything outlandish happens.

Chapter 335

Enter the entrance to the third floor, in the belly of the idol.

Ji Changsheng found a mechanism at the base of the statue, and after twisting, a secret door opened in the belly of the statue.

Everyone entered the secret door, behind which was a narrow tunnel.

This tunnel is not long, and it took less than 10 minutes to see the exit.

After coming out of the exit, people are already on the third floor of the underground palace.

Surprisingly, though, this floor is much smaller than the two above.

Looking around, there is only less than [-] square meters, and the entire underground palace has a panoramic view.

There are dozens of coffins placed on this floor, each of which is of a very high-end shape, and looks like a princely class.

In addition, unlike the coffins above, these coffins are not uniform in shape, but have different shapes.

Some are boxy red lacquered coffins, which are the coffins of princes in the Warring States Period, the same as the coffins in the tomb of Zeng Houyi.

There are also huge sarcophagi, which look like a stone house.

The most noticeable are the two bronze coffins, which are very exquisitely cast.

These two coffins are located in the center of the entire third floor, and other coffins are arranged around them. Obviously, the owners of these two coffins have very unusual identities.

Everyone came directly to the bronze coffin, looked carefully, and couldn't help being surprised.

On this bronze coffin, dragons, phoenixes and the Big Dipper are engraved, which are exclusive patterns for the royal family!

When the fat man saw it, his eyes almost popped out.

"I'll go, this is for the emperor's father!"

"Brother, your ancestors were emperors?"

The little brother shook his head and said he didn't know.

Wu Xie immediately denied this statement.

"The Southern Dipper is responsible for life, and the Big Dipper is responsible for death. This is a popular saying in Taoism. Only the royal family of the Ming Dynasty who admired Taoism would engrave the Big Dipper on the coffin."

"But the royal family of the Ming Dynasty was named Zhu, not Zhang."

The fat man couldn't help laughing.

"Brother, your ancestors were really courageous enough."

"Even dare to use the emperor's coffin, I'm afraid it's going to rebel."

After Ji Changsheng stepped forward to take a look, his eyes lit up, and he said something that left everyone dumbfounded.

"This is indeed the coffin of the royal family, it belongs to the old Zhu family of the Ming Dynasty!"

Wu Xie was immediately stunned.

"But this is the Zhang family's underground palace. How could the emperor of the Ming Dynasty be buried here?"

He immediately stepped forward to check it out, even more puzzled.

"It's true that the shape system was exclusively used by the royal family of the Ming Dynasty, but what's going on?"

Ji Changsheng didn't answer, but pushed open the coffin lid with his palm.

The coffin lid weighing several thousand kilograms was easily lifted.

Everyone stepped forward to see that there was a smaller coffin in the coffin, which was made of golden nanmu.

The little brother was also puzzled, and reached out and opened the nanmu coffin.

I saw a young man in a dragon robe lying in the coffin, only in his twenties.

The royal family of the Ming Dynasty believed in Taoism's cultivation of immortality, and several emperors died of heavy metal poisoning due to taking inner alchemy.

Among them were several young emperors.

What is even more astonishing is that the emperor's corpse is extremely well preserved and lifelike, as if he is asleep, and it cannot be seen that it is a corpse at all.

Fatty's face brightened immediately, and he said to the younger brother.

"Brother, this buddy is not the ancestor of your Zhang family, can I?"

The little brother knew what he meant, so he replied casually.

The fat man was overjoyed, and immediately jumped in, picked up the corpse and put it aside, and began to fumble in the coffin.

After touching it, he couldn't help but raised his head and said with a sad face.

"This is outrageous. For a majestic emperor, there is nothing in the coffin except some medicinal materials!"

"The Ming Dynasty was also a unified dynasty in the Central Plains, why is it so poor?"

There was only a thick layer of medicinal herbs in the coffin under the corpse, and the strong smell of medicinal herbs was pungent.

Perhaps it was these medicinal materials that kept the corpse from decaying.

Wu Xie was even more shocked after inspecting the corpse.

"The dragon robe on his body is genuine. I have seen it in museums. It has golden silk south beads and emerald embroidery. These are not made by ordinary craftsmen, but made by royal craftsmen."

"This man is really the emperor of the Ming Dynasty!"

The fat man thought for a while, jumped out of the coffin, walked to another copper coffin, and pushed open the lid.

Mouth to himself.

"These immortal cultivating emperors take away the people's fat and the people's anointing, and waste the people's money, just to seek longevity for themselves. Fat Lord, I can be regarded as an outburst of evil for the ancient toiling people."

He did not talk nonsense, the royal family of the Ming Dynasty was obsessed with cultivating immortals, and the annual expenses were unimaginably large.

According to historical records, the fuel cost for alchemy in the palace is as high as several 10 taels of silver every year. Alchemy requires top-grade charcoal, white wax, and valuable wood and medicinal materials.

In addition, a large number of Taoist temples and palaces were built for repairs, which cost more than several million taels a year!

It is even more unimaginable to build a special road in order to move a huge rock or a huge piece of wood.

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