Partridge Whistle held Miss Hong's hand, and the two of them faced each other. Their clothes fluttered in the air, and they looked like immortals. The world around them kept spinning around them. The two of them were like the center of this upside-down world, and they could only see each other at this moment.
In the absence of gravity, their red clothes could fully unfold, and they fluttered with the flow of the air.
Zhigu Shao stared deeply at the beauty in front of him and felt that this moment was like a dream. Under the glorious heavenly palace, they hovered in the air, like two divine birds flying together, circling the heavens and the earth, flying like fairies. Who could have such an experience?
"Be careful!" Miss Hong reminded him in a low voice.
"If we are lucky enough to solve the thousand-year curse of our tribe, I will ask Brother Yulou to be our matchmaker." Partridge Whistle pulled out the two guns that made him famous from his waist and placed one of them in her palm. He said in a low voice, "Don't trust those foreigners easily. I will leave this gun for you to protect yourself. If anything happens, fire as a warning. No matter where I am, I will come to you! "
After that, Partridge Whistle used his arms to push Miss Hong toward the rainbow bridge that was rotating behind her. He also used the opposite force and floated toward the majestic sky palace in the sky. Miss Hong did not turn around. She maintained her open arms, and the red dress on her body was bright and elegant. The eyes that looked at Partridge Whistle were like a deep blue pool.
Partridge Whistle felt himself floating upward, and the feeling of weightlessness was very subtle. He watched as the beauty in front of him became smaller and smaller, until she shrank into a red shadow the size of a grain of rice, and disappeared into the depths of the rainbow light on the white jade platform. At this time, only Chen Yulou, who was also flying toward the sky palace, could be seen clearly.
He was not as sentimental as Partridge Whistle. Instead, he was very focused on the sky palace of the First Emperor. The two of them had no doubt that the coffin of the First Emperor would be here. Just from the few historical records, they knew that the First Emperor was definitely not a person who would submit to others. Even after his death, he would only be buried in this towering sky palace, and would never submit to the palace in the ancient city of Xianyang.
The closer they got to the sky palace, the more they could feel how small they were, and the majesty and grandeur of the sky palace were.
The unique architecture of the palace condensed all the essence of the classical architectural style and technology of China. Xiao He once said to Liu Bang, "The world has not been decided, so we can go to the palace. Moreover, the Emperor has the four seas as his home. If it is not magnificent, it cannot be mighty, and it cannot be added to the later generations. "That was to say, the palace was where the majesty of the Emperor was, and it was the concentrated embodiment of the imperial politics of China.
Under the floating sky palace, Partridge Whistle and Chen Yulou truly understood the true meaning of "if it is not magnificent, it cannot be mighty". The floating sky palace was a building complex. In addition to the nine main halls on the central axis, there were also a large number of subsidiary palaces. Its scale was no smaller than the Forbidden City that the two of them had seen. The main hall of the sky palace was made of white jade, and large pieces of white jade were pieced together into 360 heavenly steps, which led straight to the main hall's door.
The main hall was made of purple gold bricks and beautiful jade tiles. It had a strong Qin and Han style, and layers of eaves piled up to form the jade roof of the main hall. Just by standing in front of it, one could feel the steadiness and majesty of the building. It was neither strange nor coincidental, vigorous and steady, full of grandeur.
This was completely in line with their imagination of the sky palace. If there was a celestial, he must live in a palace! If there was a celestial palace where a celestial lived, it would be extremely magnificent, like the vast floating sky palace in front of them.
Partridge Whistle and Chen Yulou were dazzled. They adjusted their flying posture and climbed the jade steps of the sky palace from the side. As soon as their feet touched the white jade steps, they felt their bodies sink slightly, as if some gravity had been restored, but it was still very light. Chen Yulou felt that as long as he pushed hard, he could still get out of the white jade steps and return to the gravity-free force field.
Partridge Whistle lowered his head and carefully observed the white jade steps under his feet for a moment. He did not find anything unusual, so he asked doubtfully, "How did the First Emperor do it?"
Chen Yulou explained, "The nature of the Extraterrestrial Flying Star is strange and unpredictable. The First Emperor obtained it many years ago. Under the research of the Fangshi and the followers of Mohism, he may have found some way to use it, but we do not know. Now, the coffin of the First Emperor seems to be in the main hall in front of us … Among the nine main halls on the central axis, this is the most majestic one, and it is surrounded by all the palaces. There is no reason why the coffin is not in it."
Although there was gravity on the white jade staircase, it was only one-seventh of what it normally was. Chen Yulou and Lu Ta took a light step forward and covered a distance of one and a half zhang. The white jade staircase under their feet did not seem to have any support at all. If they exerted too much force, it would sway away. Thus, the two of them were unable to move freely. Thus, they could only cautiously move forward.
Fortunately, their bodies were relaxed here, and it was not difficult to climb the three hundred and sixty steps. When they came to the door of the hall, they felt an invisible force pulling on their chests, and involuntarily pressed against the palace door. The palace door of the main hall was dark red in color, like raw iron to the touch, and was smeared with cinnabar. Partridge Whistle keenly felt that the iron in his arms was firmly sucked in by the door.
He hurriedly said to Chen Yulou, "This door is probably made of magnetic stones, whenever any metal comes near, it will sense it. It's said that when Qin Shi Huang built A Fang Palace, he used magnetic stones as the door, to prevent assassins from bringing metal weapons to harm him. This floating palace was probably built according to Epang Palace, and even this was copied! "
Partridge Whistle sighed, "As long as it is a magnet, it will lose its nature after being burned by fire. In order to build such a huge palace door, only the Flying Star Magnetic Stone, like my dagger, can remain magnetic after being burned by fire. That dagger was the beloved treasure of a military governor of the Tang Dynasty, which was buried with him. It is only the size of a palm, but here, it weighs more than a million pounds. "
"The First Emperor destroyed six countries, and was rich in the world. There are countless treasures here, so it is not a legend!"
Even a bandit chief like Chen Yulou, who was unfazed by honor or disgrace and had a profound cultivation of qi, couldn't help but breathe heavily. Looking at the treasures in the celestial palace, his eyes lit up. He said in a low voice, "Ever since Patriarch Chi Mei, we, the Ridge Shifting Strongmen, have never seen such a rare and magnificent tomb. If we finish this job, we will have enough money to unify China's military. Although the purple-gold bricks are made of clay, from the color of the bricks, you can tell that real gold was added when they were fired. "
"I'm afraid that ten pounds of purple-gold bricks can produce two taels of gold. Just this hall alone, there are probably tens of millions of purple-gold bricks. Obtaining eleven of them would make one rich enough to rival a country!" Chen Yulou's eyes turned red as he impatiently pushed open the door of the hall.
Just as he opened the door, he saw a sharp sword light heading straight for Chen Yulou's throat. The sword light rose from the inside of the hall, accompanied by a shout, about to cut off Chen Yulou's head. Chen Yulou was attracted by the wealth in the sky palace, and made the most fatal mistake of the Mountain Dismantling Bandits. His greed blinded his caution, and he forgot that he was in the dangerous mausoleum of the First Emperor.
Fortunately, Partridge Whistle had been watching from the side. When the door of the hall opened, although he couldn't stop it in time, he was secretly on guard.
When Chen Yulou was in danger, he still had time to pull him, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow. Chen Yulou felt the cold blade of the sword graze his throat, and he fell backward in an unsightly manner. As he rolled, he heard a woman's fierce shout from the door, "Little thief, how dare you sneak into the tomb of the Dragon Emperor with the intention of reviving the tyrant! Die! "
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