Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

Huixian Hall, King Xian gave this name to the Minglou of his mausoleum, which shows his obvious ambition.

Live forever and become an immortal!

Walking into this magnificent Huixian Palace, everyone felt the grandeur that a royal tomb should have.

"My goodness, to build such a magnificent palace in the depths of the mountains in this remote and poor place, how many people have been harmed by this old boy, King Xian!"

Fatty Wang touched the carved beams and jade pillars around him, looking heartbroken.

Lao Hu walked past him and said, "Come on, Fatty, you are just jealous that King Xian can live in such a big house."

"Ah, this is where the dead live. Who would be happy to live in this damn place?"

Fatty Wang walked towards the bronze furnace in the hall, which was as tall as a man, with an unhappy look on his face, and said to Wu Sanxing, who was looking at the furnace, "Wu Sanxing, what are you looking at?"

Wu Sansheng approached the stove and smelled it. After thinking for a while, he took two steps back with disgust on his face.

Seeing this, Fatty Wang asked curiously, "What's wrong? What do you smell?"

After Fatty Wang finished speaking, he also leaned over to smell it, but smelled nothing. He had to turn around to look at Wu Sansheng, only to find that the other party had already walked away.

"Wu Laosan, don't leave. You haven't told me what you smelled yet?"

Fatty Wang's sudden shout immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Seeing this, Wu Sanxing had no choice but to say, "There are wax corpses everywhere. You guys are really good. I have a good nose..."

Chang Laowu and the others showed expressions of "I see." They looked at the bronze furnace with disdain in their eyes.

Fatty Wang touched the bronze furnace with half belief and half doubt, wanting to climb up and open the lid to see what was inside.

So he climbed up, but before he could stretch out his hand, he was kicked down by the man with black glasses.

"Don't move, Fatty. This stove is a mechanical device. If you move it, all the mechanisms will be triggered."

"Ah, there is also this matter!"

Fatty Wang rubbed his buttocks, looking angry but not saying anything. Old Hu came over and walked around the stove. Finally, he patted Fatty Wang on the shoulder and said, "Don't touch anything next time, kid."

"understood!"

Fatty Wang strolled to a mural with a wronged look on his face. Others were looking at the murals with great interest, and Shirley Yang was taking pictures of them with a camera.

Chang Zhengyang didn't pay attention to these little episodes. After entering the hall, he stood in front of the dragon throne and watched.

The man with black glasses walked up to the throne and looked at it. He said to Chang Zhengyang, "Director, we have checked everywhere and found no entrance to the underground palace. I think that since King Xian wanted to become an immortal, there must be a way to immortality in his underground palace. The entrance should be under the throne, but..."

Chang Zhengyang glanced at him: "But what?"

The man with black glasses hesitated for a moment and said, "In my opinion, if we don't open it inside and move the dragon throne here, the whole hall will collapse..."

Chang Zhengyang nodded when he heard this, and then, under the gaze of the man wearing black glasses, he stretched out his index and middle fingers and gently placed them on the dragon throne.

The secret of Changbai Zhang family: Fa Qiu Finger!

Chang Zhengyang's fingers were seen moving slowly on the dragon throne. When his fingers moved to the connection between the dragon throne and the floor tiles, he exerted force with his right hand and inserted his fingers directly into the floor tiles.

Click, click...

The man with black glasses' ears twitched slightly, then he took two steps back vigilantly, ready to tell everyone to evacuate the hall at any time.

Fortunately, Chang Zhengyang's subsequent operation did not disappoint him. As one floor tile after another was removed, the entire mechanism under the dragon throne was exposed to the eyes of the man with black glasses.

However, these mechanisms had already been destroyed by Chang Zhengyang before the floor tiles were removed, so they did not achieve the kind of complete destruction effect that the designer, King Xian, wanted.

Rumble…

As the dragon chair was moved away, everyone gathered around, curiously looking at the dark, windy cave in front of them. "The director is awesome!"

The man with black glasses poked his head out to take a look at the steps in the cave entrance and gave a loud flattery.

Chang Zhengyang was too lazy to pay attention to this guy and walked into the cave.

There are a total of 360 steep steps going down, and at the end is a door that can only accommodate one person.

There were no more traps along the way, and we arrived at the gate of the underground palace unimpeded.

The most excited people at the moment are Shirley Yang and Lao Hu. They came here just to find the Zhuochen Pearl. Now they are standing in front of the entrance of the underground palace of King Xian's Tomb, one step away from the legendary Zhuochen Pearl.

"There is a lot of steam here, and the Feng Shui of the entire underground palace has been broken. Haha, as the saying goes, man proposes, God disposes. King Xian's dream of becoming an immortal has been shattered."

After Chang Zhengyang made this comment, he took the lead to walk into the Heavenly Gate and enter the underground palace. The others had no time to sigh and followed him into the underground palace.

After passing through the cold and damp Shinto Road, everyone came to a dry moat, crossed the rotten Naihe Bridge, and entered a strange hall.

"Hey, that's strange, why are there three coffins from different eras here? What's King Xian's plan?"

Lao Hu and Wu Sanxing were both dumbfounded. This was totally inconsistent with what they had learned!

Chang Zhengyang walked to the bronze coffin hanging in the air, raised his hand and knocked it twice, then looked up.

"This is the practice of refining Qi. Here are the three bodies of King Xian, the three elements of heaven, earth and man, the past, present and future. There should be another layer below, which contains his past body."

Old Hu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he suddenly realized: "Becoming an immortal represents the future, so King Xian should be there!"

Chang Zhengyang turned his head without comment, and then under everyone's gaze, he jumped up, first jumped onto the bronze coffin, then jumped up again, and thrust his right hand into the blue bricks. As the blue bricks were taken down one by one, everyone saw a stair leading upwards.

"Don't follow me in. There's a giant Tai Sui that's not completely dead up there. If you go in, you'll activate it."

Chang Zhengyang lowered his head and gave some instructions, then quickly entered the so-called Tianque where King Xian's real body was.

Just when everyone thought that Chang Zhengyang would be in there for a long time, he came out very quickly. When he came out, there was a figure twisting its body desperately in his hand.

"Is this old man, King Xian, still alive?"

This is everyone’s first reaction!

boom!

Chang Zhengyang landed steadily on the ground. Everyone immediately gathered around him, looking at the man who was twisting his body in his hands.

This is a handsome middle-aged man with scales all over his body and two horns on his head. If you don’t know him, you would think he has turned into a dragon.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the eye on the man’s forehead!