Patriarch Zuo said, "That's right, Guanzhu, do you have any information about the underground palace?"
Sun Guanzhu nodded and said: "I have found all the information about the underground palace, ancestors, please take a look."
He took out a stack of old books.
Everyone leaned over the table to check.
I don't know who built the Jiping Underground Palace. It is very old, and it is estimated to have a history of 100,000 years.
The earliest may be the imperial mausoleum. After it was discovered by Pingtian Temple, the treasures inside were taken out and left there idle.
The underground palace has nine floors. Each floor has a special arrangement, the ancients paid attention to serving the dead like a waiter. It means that the mausoleum is built as if the owner is still alive. Like the first floor that Yu Qingyao visited in her dream, it was a place to receive guests. On the following floors, some are places for entertainment, some are for farming, some are for horse herding, some are for hunting, some are for receiving ministers, some are for dealing with government affairs, there are military camps, some are for concubines, and some are for little princes and princesses. place and so on.
The ninth floor is the main tomb. The meeting place on the first floor is probably the place of seal.
The remaining seven floors are the seven levels mentioned on the map.
Feitian Yasha is probably in the main tomb on the ninth floor.
After the ancestors finished watching, Guanzhu Sun laughed and said, "Well, if you want to settle it once and for all, of course you have to kill the monster."
When Zuo Patriarch heard it, he cried out and said, "Those are two flying yakshas, you put it lightly."
Guanzhu Sun was depressed, and complained in his heart: Just now you complained that your predecessors caused harm to your descendants, but in the blink of an eye you don't want to do it anymore. Are you trying to continue to harm the next generation
Patriarch Gu said quietly: "No hurry, let's go and have a look first. Then we can decide whether to directly eliminate the demon or strengthen the seal."
Old Ancestor Liang nodded and said, "Yes, let's see the situation first."
Sun Guanzhu was helpless, and said: "Okay! I will arrange for someone to take you to Jiping."
It is no small matter for the three ancestors to dispatch together.
When the ancestor is dispatched, he must have the grandeur of the ancestor.
When we get there, we may not have to live for a while. There is no residence in the Jiping Daoist Temple that fits the status of the ancestors, so a decent palace must be rebuilt immediately.
Traveling staff must be accompanied by manpower of all levels, and beautiful female disciples serving the ancestors are even more indispensable.
Traveling with the ancestor, this is an excellent opportunity to curry favor with the ancestor. For a seat accompanying him, even if it was to dust the chairs, the inner disciples of Pingtian Temple would fight over their heads.
Jiping Taoist Temple received the notice that the ancestor was coming, so he recruited a large number of craftsmen and Taoists in a hurry to rebuild the palace together.
In Pingtian Temple, Sun Guanzhu was very busy with arranging the entourage.
Li Cangyue lived as usual, and the matter of welcoming the ancestor had nothing to do with her. The people in the Taoist temple also fought fiercely for a position close to the ancestor. She is an outsider, so don't even think about stepping aside.
Li Huaide was depressed, he was a key figure and no one could replace him. You must stay in the Taoist temple and wait for the ancestors to come to ask questions.
He regretted agreeing to falsely claim that credit.
It's not a big deal, You Xuan whispered about Li Cangyue in his ear when he had nothing to do, which aroused his heart.
This is what worries Li Huaide the most.
Fortunately, You Xuan was also busy with the job of welcoming the ancestor, so he couldn't guard Huai Mengde for a long time.
In order to grab jobs, You Xuan and the others stayed on the construction site of the palace reconstruction, determined to use this matter to make meritorious service and obtain the position closest to the ancestor.
Dean Shi is the new dean, in order to save trouble, he will not accept anyone's request. He let out the wind and told me to work on the construction site whoever wanted to go. Whoever does more things and whoever does it well, I will arrange for him to pick up the ancestor.
Li Huaide was very idle, and walked around when he was idle.
When he woke up, he found himself standing outside the door of the preaching room, inside the door Li Cangyue was giving lectures in a snow-like voice.
Li Huaide was startled, and wanted to run away in panic.
And when he heard her voice, he wanted to listen to one more sentence, but after listening to it, he forgot to leave.
Suddenly, he felt someone approaching him quietly. Li Huaide became alert, and suddenly turned his head to look.
A gray-robed disciple stretched out his hand in embarrassment, as if to pat him on the shoulder.
Li Huaide asked coldly: "What do you want to do?"
The gray-robed disciple sneered, and said in a low voice, "Dude, you like Professor Li, right?"
Li Huaide was told his thoughts, and he said angrily in a panic: "Nonsense."
The gray-robed disciple was not happy anymore, and said contemptuously, "Brother, is it interesting? You have been eavesdropping here for almost an hour. Look around, there are many people eavesdropping, what's there to be embarrassed about?"
Li Huaide looked around, sweating profusely. Unknowingly, there were dozens of young men standing beside him, all stretching their necks, eavesdropping with fascinated faces.
The gray-robed disciple took out a portrait from his sleeve, quickly unfolded it, and then closed it like lightning.
Li Huaide has sharp eyes and can see clearly that it is Li Cangyue's portrait. The painting is the way she was amused by You Xuan in the Appreciation Spring Garden that day.
The way she smiled at that time is still engraved in Li Huaide's sea of consciousness, every detail is clearly visible.
"Brother, the most beautiful portrait of Li Cangyue is only five thousand taels, and it is yours. How about it? Do you want it? If it weren't for my lack of money, I really don't want to sell it. You can think clearly, you can't buy it anywhere else except me How about it? Do you want it?"
Li Huaide was so angry that he was dying. How can you sell her portrait for money? Who allowed you to do this? It's so shameless, it's a blasphemy against her.
The gray-robed disciple has been carefully watching Li Huaide's face, and saw that he was angry, and he didn't look like he would buy it.
He shook his head, turned around, and reached out to pat another man on the shoulder.
Li Huaide saw what he meant, and thought: If I don't buy it, he will sell it to others. If other men want to get that portrait, they don't know what scandal they will do. No, I can't watch this happen.
He stretched out his hand like lightning, took Li Cangyue's portrait from the gray-robed disciple's sleeve, threw a small bag of gold leaves over angrily, and said viciously: "Don't sell her portrait anymore, or I will find someone to expel you from the Taoist monastery. "
Hearing what he said, the gray-robed disciple was startled, picked up the bag of gold leaves, looked at it, turned around and ran away.
That Taoist ran out of money and started selling Li Cangyue's portraits again. This time he was not ashamed to show up, so he asked a few disciples to sell him to the man who had a crush on Li Cangyue in private.
And the person who asked Li Cangyue to eavesdrop in class would definitely not find the wrong person.
When Li Huaide went there, his demeanor and attire told others that I was a very rich Taoist priest.
So the disciple came to him.
Li Huaide is proud of the fact that there are two in the world, and he has never been short of money.
Already equipped with a good magic weapon, he also saved a lot of pills and dao money, just waiting to meet his junior sister so that he can play with his junior sister.
Seeing that Li Huaide got Li Cangyue's portrait, several men looked over enviously.
Li Huaide's face was red and his ears were hot, and he hurriedly put the portrait into the storage bag.
(end of this chapter)