As soon as Guan Luoyang crossed the portal, there was a dim corridor in front of him.
Before he entered, he had already used his ears to listen carefully for any ambush and where the enemy was.
With his current ability, once he concentrates, if there is no cover on the other side, the sound of people talking within two or three kilometers can be heard.
If you are within a hundred meters, you can hear your heartbeat, breathing, and tiptoeing footsteps clearly.
However, until Guan Luoyang slowly walked a certain distance in the corridor, there was only an extremely faint and soft sound in his ears.
It seemed like people were talking, and it was even more faintly like metal and iron clashing, but it was so low-pitched and vague that when it came here, it was even more difficult to distinguish than an ant crawling, let alone where it was.
The possibility of an underground palace built among the mountains and forests of an island with a diameter exceeding three kilometers is slim.
Most likely there was some special arrangement when this place was built to weaken and isolate the sound.
The white copper next to him is not idle either. His flying carpet bow and arrows have been put away, leaving only a purple spar arrowhead, which he holds in his hand like a pen and draws dots.
Purple light spots spread into the air, but not long after, they returned to the white copper from the front of the corridor.
Baotong's face was unhappy: "This method can detect the breath of living people within a certain range, but there may be formations in this underground palace that will interfere with this type of method."
"So, there should be no enemies nearby, right?"
Lu Chunhua observed the reactions of the two of them, took out a fluorescent stick from his backpack, put it in his hand, and folded it slightly.
The laminated glass thin tube inside the fluorescent rod is broken, and the chemical agent flows out, reacts with the fluorescent dye inside, and emits light that is not inferior to ordinary household energy-saving lamps.
Neither Guan Luoyang nor Bai Tong needed lighting. Their eyesight was enough to see everything around them clearly in this level of darkness.
But for Lu Chunhua, with this potentially eye-catching light source, everything she saw became clear.
The corridors faced each other, and the front was opened up and divided into two roads.
A huge colorful picture is placed across the boulder, separating the entrances of the two roads.
Lu Chunhua held up the fluorescent stick and moved closer.
The various colors on the mural all appear slightly lighter, not due to the retention of pigments, but as if they are made of metals of different colors, made into foils, and pasted on the boulders.
Large and small, they are extremely delicate. It takes tens of thousands of pieces and how many craftsmen have worked hard to form such a picture.
The content of the painting should be in a hotel.
A stunning woman with graceful eyebrows was sitting in the room, combing her black hair that reached the ground.
Not far from the door, there was a man with a beard, a strong build, and crudely dressed man, lying on his side with a log pillow in his arms, watching her comb her hair.
There was also a line of thick footprints beside the bearded man, extending from outside the door to his feet. It looked like he had braved the wind and frost and lay down with a pillow as soon as he entered the door.
The sun was shining brightly outside the door, there were a few towering old trees beside the road, and an elegant man rolled up his sleeves and was washing a horse.
The person who made the picture was so skillful that the picture posted on metal seemed to reflect the hidden anger and displeasure of the elegant man when he looked into the room.
The graceful way the beauty combs her hair and the rudeness and rudeness of the bearded man are also vividly displayed.
Lu Chunhua came close to the picture, looked at it carefully with the help of the light, then took two steps back, looked at the whole picture, and murmured: "It is indeed like this."
Guan Luoyang looked at the painting and caught a glimpse of a few wisps of red silk looming on the edge of the long skirt of the combed beauty. If he looked closely, it looked like a red whisk.
An idea flashed in his mind and he said: "Could this be... the Red Whisker Girl and the Three Fengchen Heroes?"
"That's right."
Lu Chunhua said, "This should be the scene when the three heroes of Fengchen first met."
When Li Jing was young and had no talent, he visited Yang Su. Yang Su was content with his old age and refused to use him. Hong Fu, a singer in Yang Su's house, recognized the hero and ran out of the house at night to look for Li Jing and entrust him to him for the rest of his life.
Later, when Li Jing and Hong Fu were on their way, they met a man with a beard. Seeing Hong Fu's beauty, the man with a beard looked rudely at the groomer. Li Jing was angry, but Hong Fu calmly resolved the situation. The three became sworn friends and were known as the Three Heroes of Feng Chen.
It was the last year of the Sui Dynasty, with thirty-six rebels against the king, and seventy-two wars going on. The bearded man originally wanted to compete for the world, but after seeing Li Shimin, he admired his spirit and spirit and felt inferior to him.
At that time, the rich man with the beard donated all his wealth to his adopted brother and sister, and asked Li Jinghong to assist Li Shimin and rule the world.
Guan Luoyang thought to himself: If the legend of the Three Fengchen Heroes in this world is similar to the one he has heard, then the bearded man later traveled thousands of miles to the sea, controlled the islands on the sea, and was called the Lord of Fuyu. On the contrary, it can barely have anything to do with the underground palace in the Western Pacific Islands.
Lu Chunhua said with some regret: "It's a pity that it's the bearded guest, not Li Jing, and he is not in the Donghua Ancient Kingdom. Otherwise, if I reported it directly, there would be a large number of reinforcements..."
While the two of them were talking here, Baitong had already gone to the two roads and explored them separately.
"There are no traces of people walking on those two roads, but the ground and ceiling are densely covered with traces of being swept across a large area horizontally."
"Those are the traces left when the machine was activated, the walls were shifted, the old roads were covered, and new routes were planned."
Lu Chunhua seemed to have expected it, and said, "I searched for books related to the Qiu Bearded Guest in the Legend of Tang Qixia, the Legend of Swordsman, the Fuyu Canon, and the Secret Records of the Five Dynasties Sea Kingdom, and sorted out the types of formations that the Qiu Bearded Guest is good at."
"If what is expected is true, the two roads at the entrance actually have a total of sixteen different ways of changing and matching them. They are confusing and confusing. Once someone touches the mechanism when entering, they will be changed once."
Baitong said: "Then how can we find the route Luo Bense and the others took before?"
His goal was very clear, which was to invite Guan Luoyang to come with him to take revenge. He was originally straightforward, the simplest thing, even if it involved this underground palace, his goal was unwavering.
The others don't care at all and are bent on chasing and killing their enemies.
Moreover, if the path taken by Luo Bense's group could be found, then the danger might be reduced if that group of people had traveled the road before.
"This is not difficult."
Lu Chunhua held up her fluorescent stick, took a photo of the roads on both sides, and said, "There should be four hidden grids in each of these two roads to control the displacement of the walls."
"You two, each choose a path. If you can jump back to the nearest place from the farthest hidden grid, you can reverse the mechanism and adjust the route to the previous round."
Inside the two roads, there are square stone bricks laid on the ground, which are flat and neat, with small gaps and no clues.
"But you must be careful. In addition to the hidden cells that control the displacement of the wall, there must be many mechanisms inside that are designed to kill and injure people."
Lu Chunhua reminded, "Destructive mechanisms will be lighter and easier to trigger, while those concealed mechanisms will be heavier and require at least a few dozen kilograms of weight to trigger."
Since there is an obvious difference in severity, it is easy to handle.
Bai Tong was still hesitating, but Guan Luoyang had already started using Qinggong and chose the path on the left.
With his miraculous touch ability and hearing, the figure passed through the air. When the air flow filled the passage, it blew through different dark grids at the same time, bringing out indistinguishable echoes.
Under each square brick, there was solid ground. Whether it was sluggish or light, he could already hear clearly.
After he counted four sluggish hidden mechanisms, he rubbed his palm against the wall, and his figure swept back without touching the ground the whole time.
Then, he followed the same pattern and walked into the passage on the right.
"The one on the left, counting from near to far, the first hidden grid is in the fifth row and third column..."
After Guan Luoyang pointed out the four hidden grids, he said to Baitong, "Let's do it together."
Baitong shook his head: "No, tell me the other four as well."
While speaking, Bai Tong took out his bow and arrow in his hand. After listening to Guan Luoyang's words, he pondered for a moment and stood further away.
Guan Luoyang and Lu Chunhua stood behind him.
I saw that he fired two arrows at once every time, shooting into the left and right channels respectively. He shot four rounds in a row, and the eight hidden cells were all touched by the heavy strength of the feather arrows.
There was a dull sound coming from the walls and underground of the two passages. There should be a large mechanism operating, but the vibration was very slight.
This underground palace has a history of more than a thousand years, and its mechanisms can still operate so smoothly.
Baitong asked: "Do you want to take back those arrows?"
Lu Chunhua said: "It's harmless, it's the best you can get."
Baotong nodded, and the spiritual power that had been placed on those feather arrows in advance followed the magic formula and drove the feather arrows to fly back.
The walls of the two roads moved in the same direction, temporarily blocking the entrance, but soon, the new entrance was revealed, and the wall moved to its rightful place.
The road on the right is still empty, but the road on the left has a lot of debris, all of which were pushed over by the moving wall just now.
There were burned flying claws, glow sticks, and two corpses carrying bullet belts and submachine guns in their hands.
One's skin was purple, possibly due to poisoning, and the other had a small crossbow arrow nailed to the back of his head.
Luo Bense's group obviously took this road. They didn't know what the importance of the agencies meant, and they couldn't distinguish between them. They obviously paid a certain price if they wanted to pass.
Baotong took out the flying carpet again so that the three of them could fly through this passage.
The entrance to this underground palace is in a narrow mountain gap, but it becomes wider as you go inward. This passage has a space of three meters in the horizontal direction.
Lu Chunhua looked at the wall carefully on the side of the flying carpet, just in case there were any clues that she had missed.
Guan Luoyang was also observing these walls, but what he paid attention to was another aspect.
There is a lot of black ash on these walls, which seems to have been newly added, and there are also many messy scratches. If you smell it carefully, you can smell a little residual smoke.
I don't know what their mentality was. Luo Bense and the others may have dropped some bombs here beforehand, probably to blow up the mechanism, but they were not afraid of blowing up the passage.
But the fact is that they couldn't even blow up the mechanism.
These walls, which appear to be carved out of mountain rock using local materials, are actually extremely strong and unusual.
Guan Luoyang knocked on the wall with his knuckles, thinking to himself that he didn't know if he could directly break through these obstacles if he used all his strength.
I'm afraid that won't work.
If it could be penetrated, Luo Bense and the others also had three stars, so why would they lose their men many times.
After passing this passage, the flying carpet came to an open stone room.
The armored statues made of black stone are four meters high and are lined up in the stone chamber with swords, like guards.
There are many ancient statues symmetrically arranged around it, most of which are only two meters high. Some are riding lions and dancing snakes, some are playing music and holding umbrellas, and there are bronze elephants with curled trunks. There are all kinds of things.
They seem to be the owners of this underground palace, here to welcome guests thousands of years later. Even if they are made of copper and iron, they have rarely rusted after a long time.
But now, some statues have fallen to the ground, and some seem to be partially missing.
Lu Chunhua looked at the curled-nosed bronze elephant. There were a few scratches in the curve of the long nose. He shook his head and said, "There should be a pearl in it. It was probably made of bronze, but it must have been made with the utmost craftsmanship. The hollowed-out sculpture is the essence of this statue."
"I remember that in Nanzhao, a similar bronze ball-rolling statue appeared a few years ago. At the auction, the total price was US$1.28 million."
"It's a pity that it was snatched away so forcefully, and the value was greatly damaged. The person who did it was a knowledgeable person, and he didn't cherish it. I'm afraid they were afraid that they wouldn't be able to return to this stone room, so they took away everything they could. "
Bai Tong didn't care about any of this and said impatiently: "How big is this underground palace? Why can't I feel any trace of them?!"
"This underground palace is divided into at least five floors."
Lu Chunhua restrained his regret at wasting natural resources and said, "It should be arranged in a concentric circle. We have only entered the first level now."
"Qiu Bearded Guest and Li Jing once discussed the art of war. They were in charge of four formations: Fengwu, Yunchao, Longpan, and Niaozhan. In addition to the core layer of this underground palace, the outer four floors should randomly correspond to one of the formations."
"The four layers of formations each have their own abilities. They may be diverted to other places. Our best way now is to go straight to the Tianyuan core area and wait for the enemy."
Naturally, her words were a bit selfish, but they were also reasonable.
Guan Luoyang asked: "What are the characteristics of these four formations?"
"Although the main context of each formation remains unchanged, the actual external changes cannot be explained in a day or two. Only when I see the signs of the formation's operation can I know which effect the Qiubeard Guest originally chose. "
Lu Chunhua looked around the room, looking at the road leading deeper between the two armored statues in front of him, and said, "I'm just an ordinary person, and my senses are not sharp enough. You can also pay more attention. If there is anything strange, report it immediately. notice me."
"By the way, Qiu Bearded Guest was the most knowledgeable master in the green forests of the East China Sea. In his underground palace, in addition to ordinary antiques, there may be some magical weapons left."
"Although your goal is to seek revenge, you might as well pay attention. If you can get one or two, it will be considered as adding some means to yourself."
The flying carpet floated between the two armored statues.
Suddenly, Bai Tong raised his hand and opened his bow with an arrow. The arrow was faster than the sound, leaving a whistling sound, and instantly disappeared into the passage, penetrating a silent white shadow.
The white shadow was pierced by an arrow, without any impact. It rushed over quickly, and the small shadow flew in the air. Its speed was almost as fast as the arrow just now, but it made no sound at all.
Guan Luoyang straightened up behind Bai Tong, stretched his long arm over his head, and the green fire on his palm swept out.
The white shadow was hit by the green energy and paused for a moment, like a strange fish with wings. The front of its head was as sharp as a javelin, and its whole body was half-real and half-false, as hazy as an illusion.
With a flick of the white copper seal, purple brilliance shot out from the nails and penetrated the strange fish again. This time, it was shattered into dots of white mist with one blow.
"It's Yunchao!"
Lu Chunhua said hurriedly, "There are cloud nests under the sea, and the dusk is moving like the tide. These things come out in groups, be careful!"
Before she finished speaking, Guan Luoyang had already seen it.
Like clouds and mist, white flying fish like waves surged in silently from the end of the passage.
