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At this time, Monk Hua and Ye Cheng helped Chen Pi Asi down from above, and everyone gathered around Chen Pi Asi to reach the black figure.
Chen Pi Asi rubbed his eyes, squatted down, stared at the shadow in the ice cap for a long time, and suddenly hummed: "Is this shadow a Kunlun fetus?" Then he shook his head again.
"What is a Kunlun fetus?"
Chen Pi Asi did not answer Xie Yu's questions, but said: "This is the location, just dig down, don't worry so much."
Fatty Wang also squealed and shouted: "Old man, that's all you have to say, just look at it!"
It was just that after everyone had done it a few times, the skin of their hands became numb due to the shock of the ice. Fatty Wang cursed: "How cold is this ice? It's so hard!"
Fatty Wang's words reminded Xie Yu that Xie Yu used to work in the virtual world, digging mountains and tunnels. Xie Yu suggested that fire should be used to melt the ice first, so that the cold and heat alternate, and the ice becomes brittle and easier to smash. .
Everyone first put the solid fuel in the smokeless stove on the ice. After lighting it, the flame reacted with the cold ice and made a crackling sound.
Sure enough, after the fire, the ice surface became soft and brittle. After everyone was overjoyed, they smashed and shoveled it. When it didn't change, they continued to use fire.
The progress was very slow, and everyone took turns trying. It was not until nearly three hours, when it was almost dark, that everyone made a depression that was more than one meter wide and seven to eight meters deep in the ice.
However, the color of the ice layer below has changed significantly, and the purity of the ice has become much clearer. It is certain that this is definitely not naturally formed ice.
If it is not formed naturally, then it is man-made. Everyone has a little more confidence in their hearts.
Soon Fatty Wang tied a rope around his waist and propped his feet on both sides of the ice well. Finally, he burned the ice at the bottom of the well with solid fuel, and then smashed it with a short-handled hammer.
But when Fatty Wang wanted to smash another piece, he didn't expect a crack in the ice dome. Suddenly everyone felt that the outside air rushed into the hole, a gust of wind blew, and the temperature suddenly became much cooler.
The fat man smashed it again, smashing the ice underneath, and the broken ice fell down. Sure enough, a hole appeared. Everyone who saw that it was empty below was relieved.
Fatty Wang himself was surprised and shouted: "Old man of the Chen family, you are amazing, I made you guess right."
Everyone pulled Fatty Wang up, and everyone gathered around the entrance of the cave, scrambling to pick up their flashlights and shine them inside.
Inside the ice well is a huge gray space. The entire ice dome is like a transparent bowl buckled on a cliff.
Countless wooden beams covered with ice edges were erected from the cliffs and intertwined together to form a structure similar to a scaffolding, supporting the ice bowl outside.
Looking inside, there is actually a huge palace with horizontal eaves and flying beams. It is supported on the cliff with wooden corridors, like a suspended castle in the air.
After a while, Chen Pi Asi said: "This is the spiritual palace of the burial mausoleum. Who can go down first to have a look!"
Pan Zi actively shouted: "I'm going!"
Chen Pi Asi glanced at Pan Zi, nodded and said, "Okay, Pan Zi, you can explore the way first."
Soon everyone began to reorganize their equipment, and secretly Pan Zi, Xie Yu, Wang Fatty and the other three also secretly took Xie Yupei's detoxifying pills.
As for why he didn't feed it to others, it was Pan Zi's request, and Xie Yu couldn't say anything.
Everything was quickly tidied up, and everyone gathered around the dug hole.
Xie Yu first tied a rope with a butterfly buckle around Pan Zi's waist. At this time, Pan Zi was only wearing some light equipment. Pan Zi actually looked a little excited at this time.
Chen Pi Asi gave Pan Zi a sip of wine to calm him down, and at the same time told him: "Pan Zi, don't get carried away with your joy. Our goal is not here. Go down and recruit some tricks to show me your highlights."
Pan Zi nodded, took a deep breath, and carefully climbed into the ice well, then used the flying tiger's claws to wrap around the wooden corridor on one side, then swung over like a special forces soldier swinging a rope, and climbed onto the wooden corridor pillar.
As soon as he stepped on it, the wooden pillars made a series of very uncomfortable ice crackling sounds. Everyone immediately held their breath, and Pan Zi's face turned pale and motionless, fearing that the pillars would disintegrate and break.
Fortunately, after waiting for more than ten minutes, the crackling sound of the pillars stopped, and the surroundings returned to calm. It seemed that everything was fine.
Panzi continued to move forward, walking more carefully, almost dancing in an extremely slow rhythm.
But gradually Pan Zi went too far, and the flashlights everyone shot at him were too divergent.
Pan Zi also knew that the intensity of the flashlight light was limited, so he picked up five or six fluorescent sticks and threw them down one by one.
Several rays of light fell straight down in the darkness, some disappeared at the end of the abyss like meteors, and some fell more than ten meters before hitting the tile roof, bouncing a few times and stopping.
At the same time, the chemical substances in the fluorescent rod reacted due to the violent vibration, and the light became brighter and brighter, vaguely illuminating the situation inside the ice dome.
After Pan Zi saw the way forward clearly, he dropped the rope, lowered his foot to the roof of the tiles below, and then quickly slid down.
Everyone felt relieved when they saw Pan Zi landing steadily on the tile roof.
At this time, after Pan Zi sent out the safety signal, everyone arranged their equipment as agreed before, and then climbed forward one by one along the rope.
Not long after, everyone first climbed onto the glazed tiles on the roof of the palace, and then one by one, they carefully picked up the dragon heads on the cornices and used ropes to descend to the porch outside the main entrance of the Spiritual Palace.
When we got here, everyone's excitement finally emerged. After such a long and difficult journey, so many people finally came in.
However, after calming down a little, everyone started to inquire around.
First, enter this porch, which is similar to a sacrificial altar in an ancient tomb.
The location here is in a valley, so the ground should be elevated and paved, and they are all made of stone slabs, which shows how difficult it was to build this palace back then.
On the left and right sides are a row of copper cauldrons covered with ice chips, filled with black unknown ancient ashes.
The style of the bronzes and the appearance of the palace have a very obvious Han style, which does not match the customs of the Eastern Xia Kingdom. It should be the credit of the builders!
On the other side is the gate of the Ling Palace. In front of the door stands a stone tablet without words. Behind the stone tablet is the white jade gate of the Mausoleum Palace.
The door was huge, almost as tall as three people and two wide.
The stone door is carved with many strange human-faced birds dancing in the clouds, whose names cannot be named. The brass door scroll above the door is a tiger head.
The door cracks and door shafts were all watered, and now the door panels on both sides were frozen as if they were one piece. Standing here and looking at the ice dome above, the faint light shines through from above.
It makes people feel as if their eyes are covered with fog, and everything they see is much older. This feeling is difficult to express in words.
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