These hanging stacks are squeezed against each other, and one-foot-thick boards are embedded into the walls to form floor slabs. At the same time, "you"-shaped brackets are supported under the floor. Every five steps, there will be bucket wooden pillars extending from the hall on the first floor to the second floor. The building is built with "pin"-shaped square beams and multiple arches to connect the upper and lower pavilions.
These heavy pillars not only hold up the roof beams and frame, but also serve as the main wooden branches between the railings to bear force, preventing the railings from tilting outwards and collapsing.
The column heads of the railings are often carved with lifelike black dragon heads, which are illuminated by the clear tiles, making the golden dust ripple out.
Looking down from here, one can see that the head of the bronze statue of the Dragon Lord is below them, with countless cinnabar copper ropes weaving fine patterns, blocking everything downstairs, making it impossible to see the whole thing.
In this way, Song Siyuan did not dare to conclude that the black wood was really wood. She knocked on the floor with a dagger. When the dull low voice reached her ears, she realized that it was indeed wood, and then she became curious: "Isn't this wood? ?”
"Song Qianjin, if the wood is so stable and dense, it must be dark wood again~"
Mr. Cat squatted on the ground and carefully touched the wooden board. His tentacles were cold, thick and difficult to cut, and the sound was dull. Only the dark wood that had been tempered for thousands of years could be so hard. A suspicious look flashed in his eyes:
"The old man guessed that this floor is the same as the Dog Emperor's fake coffin. It is the dark wood of some ancient tree. It's just that it's too old and I can't see it clearly. But one thing is true. The formation of the dark wood is at least It will take thousands of years.”
"The so-called gloomy wood is actually old wood turned into stone!"
"The best dark wood is originally a thousand-year-old tree that has been used for timber. Whether it is a flash flood, lightning strike or a volcanic collapse, these ancient trees must be buried in muddy rivers, canyons, ravines, rock formations, and soil. Thousands of these ancient trees have never seen the light of day like this. It takes tens of thousands of years for it to be transformed into the finest dark wood by God's miraculous craftsmanship. Once it becomes a talent, it will be as strong as gold and stone, thick and dense, will not burn even if it is burned, and is as valuable as gold and jade. It is a good thing that is hard to find for emperors throughout the ages. It is said that even if there is a box full of gold, it is not as good as ebony, this is the old truth!"
After listening to Mr. Cat showing off his knowledge, Song Siyuan became curious: "Master Cat, don't you think it's strange? This is just an ordinary floor, but it uses dark wood that is hard to find in a thousand years. It is obviously overuse of materials."
"This is also what I'm curious about. These floor slabs cost at least thousands of pieces to lay, which is more expensive than red sandalwood. What is the plan of Haidong Shenghuang?"
Not only was the cat master unable to figure out the dog emperor's plan, but the other companions were also confused. The fish uncle held his sleeves and pondered for a moment, then muttered: "Girl, no matter what the emperor wants to do, does it mean that in the clam tower?" The floor is more important than that rosewood gloomy wood. It is a precious lump. As for how valuable it is, this little old man doesn’t know.”
After listening to Old Man Yu's words, Yue Guanchao looked at the gloomy wood and his face became more and more solemn: "I am quite familiar with this wood. This kind of precious gloomy wood is usually used to make strange stone pot carvings, and is rarely used to make ordinary beam frames. I have never seen Dou Gong used to build floors without any regard for money, and even if Emperor Haidong Sheng is rich, he can't find a lot of dark wood!"
"Moreover, look at the tall main beams and pillars around. These pillars are as long as twenty meters from the top of the tower to the ground. Pillars supporting the palace like this must be thick and complete, and they must not be spliced. In other words, such a long gloomy pillar is not at all Put it together, where did he find these things?"
Song Siyuan carefully analyzed the meaning of Yue Guanchao's words and already knew what he was thinking. She nodded to everyone: "Then, there is only one situation left. Da Yinzun discovered the gloomy wood forest underground, and he can use it without any scruples. Assuming this Doesn’t that make sense?”
She looked at everyone and continued to analyze the situation: "From what everyone has seen along the way, the entire underground of Hualian Peak is a group of caves with huge caves connected to each other, and caves connected to cracks. This underground palace can be built underground. In the cave, Da Yinzun should have made full use of the topography."
"I guess the original appearance of the Jingtan where we came down was a vertical cave between the giant cave and the sub-cave. The Mirror Palace we are in is built in a circle. It actually borrowed the cave space. This place should have been there before. Lower cave.”
"Then, assuming that after Da Yinzun finds the lower cave, he finds the buried gloomy forest near the cave, can he take advantage of the empty cave to build the clam tower first, and then start building the tomb roof and walls? It became what we see now.”
"If this is the case, the outside of the tomb wall is not a stone wall at all, but a wider lower cave!"
