Master comes down the mountain, I don’t know martial arts, but I am an immortal

The relics should naturally be taken to Tianzhu Temple by Wuhua.

But White Snake was handed over to Li Muchen. Because Li Muchen promised Zhiren that he would be responsible for this matter to the end.

The story of Yishin and White Snake has come to an end. Yishin became a Buddha and White Snake became White Snake again. This can be regarded as a kind of completion.

You can't bring the White Snake back to Tianzhu Temple, and then start another legendary story thousands of years later.

Li Muchen collected the white snake and was about to return to Hecheng.

Ding Xiang suddenly shouted: "Hey, where is Zhao Qian? I almost forgot about her."

"Who is Zhao Qian?"

"My classmate, the person who accompanied me when I swam in the lake and fell into the water should also be in the secret place at the bottom of the lake. No, I have to go down to find her."

Li Muchen said: "Okay, I'll go down with you. I was in such a hurry just now. I should have known better that I would walk around the underground palace before coming back up."

At this time, Qian Kun and Qian Xintong came over.

Qian Kun asked: "Brother, is there really an underground palace at the bottom of this lake?"

Li Muchen understood what they meant and said with a smile: "Brother, you can go down with me. This underground palace should be the work of your ancestor King Qian."

Then with a wave of his hand, Qian Kun, Qian Xintong and Ding Xiang were rolled up and jumped into the water between the three pools reflecting the moon.

In the blink of an eye, we were already in the underground space.

Looking at the huge underground palace, Qian Kun sighed with emotion: "I didn't expect that there is such a huge underground palace at the bottom of Qiantang Lake, and no one has discovered it for thousands of years!"

Li Muchen said: "The underground palace has a barrier, which is formed by the air of the mountains in the West Tianmu Mountains. It forms its own space. Even if a mortal digs through the bottom of the lake, he will not get here. However, it should have a passage to the outside world, except for the Three Pools Reflecting the Moon. In theory, there will be a door for entering and exiting the courtyard where the dragon is suppressed. Isn’t there any relevant record in your Qian family biography? "

Qian Kun shook his head and said: "There is a saying that 'the twin towers control the earth's veins, and the three pools lock the dragon', but I have never heard of an underground palace at the bottom of the lake."

The underground palace is at the bottom of Qiantang Lake. Three giant pillars support three islands. To the west is the root of the Tianmu Mountains.

There is no open fire in the underground palace, and the lamp on the pillar can only be seen by the spiritual consciousness. However, the underground palace is not dark. There is always soft light coming from the top of the head, as if coming from the water of Qiantang Lake.

The design of this barrier was very clever, which made Qian Kun amazed.

Qian Xintong smiled and said: "Grandpa, this was made by our ancestors. If you praise it so much, are you a bit like Huang Po selling melons?"

Qian Kun glared: "Why, why can't we praise our ancestors for their abilities?"

Westerners watched and walked, and when they reached the southeast, the structure of the underground palace suddenly changed. It was no longer empty and hazy, but brick walls and carved arches appeared, just like an underground palace.

There is a wide stone staircase in the middle, with huge warehouses on the left and right, one connected to the other. In the warehouse on the left, swords and guns are arrayed, and swords and halberds are arranged in formation, making it look like an arsenal. The warehouse on the right is relatively empty, with only some remaining wooden boxes and sacks in the corner.

"Look, there's a person here!" Qian Xintong pointed to the corner and said.

"Ah, it's Zhao Qian!" Ding Xiang ran over and knelt down to take a look, "What's wrong with her? Brother Muchen, come and take a look!"

Zhao Qian was lying on the ground, her face was ashen, and she was holding a handful of black things in her hand. The sack next to her was torn, and the things in her hand seemed to be taken out of the sack.

"It's food!" Li Muchen said, "She must be very hungry and was poisoned after eating the moldy food here."

"Is she okay? Can she be saved?" Ding Xiang asked worriedly.

"It can be saved."

Li Muchen took out a pill and stuffed it into Zhao Qian's mouth, then tapped several acupuncture points on her body to pull out the toxins from her body.

"She's fine. She'll wake up later. She'll just rest for a few days after she goes back."

"How can there be food here?" Qian Xintong asked curiously.

Li Muchen said: "These grains should be from ancient times. If they were placed outside, they would have decayed and disappeared in a thousand years. However, the earth's atmosphere in the underground palace is special and the turbid air does not exist, so they have been preserved. Look across the way The weapons in the arsenal still look new, that’s why.”

"Then why was Zhao Qian poisoned?" Ding Xiang asked.

"Because the earth's yin is cold, although the food is still there, it has also undergone qualitative changes. It has been corroded by the earth's yin for thousands of years, and of course it has become highly poisonous."

"It seems like this is a granary..." Qian Xintong thought, "On the left is the arsenal and on the right is the granary. This is obviously prepared for war. Could it be that King Wu Yue prepared it for the war?"

"No, this was not prepared by the King of Wuyue." Qian Kun shook his head and said, "The Qian family of Wuyue, three generations and five kings, followed Buddhism and practiced benevolence and righteousness. He never liked weapons, otherwise he would not have returned to the Song Dynasty in the end."

"That was after Zhao and Song unified the Central Plains." Qian Xintong said unconvinced, "Grandpa, King Wu Yue is our ancestor, but we must also recognize the facts. Those who have become emperors since ancient times, what's wrong with them?"

Qian Xintong is probably the only one who talks about his ancestors in this way. But Qian Kun couldn't do anything about his granddaughter, who had been rebellious since childhood.

"Well..." Zhao Qian woke up faintly.

Ding Xiang said happily: "Zhao Qian, are you awake?"

"Where am I?" Zhao Qian asked blankly, "Aren't we rowing on the lake? Where is that South Korean? He didn't make things difficult for you, right?"

Li Muchen was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Zhao Qian would be like this and still care about Ding Xiang's safety. Although this girl is just an ordinary person, she is also a sentimental person.

"Let's go, let's talk when we go out," he said.

Ding Xiang helped Zhao Qian up, and the group continued to move forward.

At the end of the first central path, there is a wall. There are reliefs on the wall, depicting many people at the water's edge, as if building a dike.

Li Muchen's consciousness swept over it, and he knew there was a mechanism on it. He tapped the space with his fingers a few times, and the wall separated from the middle to both sides.

Inside is a stone room with exquisite decorations hanging on the west wall. There is a stone platform in the middle hall. On the platform stands a statue wearing a hat, armor, and a sword hanging from his waist. One hand is holding the hilt of the sword, and the other hand is stretched forward, quite like giving guidance to the country.

Qian Kun said in shock: "This is the portrait of King Qian, just like the portrait in the family tree!"

"There are books here!" Qian Xintong had already walked over and pointed to the stage in front of the statue.

Everyone came forward to look and saw the pages of a book. But it's not a paper book, it's carved on jade, but the stone is carved into the shape of book pages.

The stone book was engraved with densely packed characters, which clearly looked like Chinese characters, but I couldn't recognize any of them.

"What text is this?" Ding Xiang asked.

"This is not text, this is Qian's code." Qian Kun said.

"Qian's password?" Qian Xintong was very curious, "Why don't I know it?"

"According to legend, this was a set of codes invented by King Wu and Yue during the war to convey military information. Later, it became a code for internal communication among the Qian clan."

"The Qian family is different from other families. The clan members are scattered in various places and develop independently. There are no strict clan rules and family laws. The clan leader is not the most powerful person with the most assets in the family, but is just the acting manager of the family property. But that is also the case. This model has allowed the Qian family to last for thousands of years and have gone through countless wars and turbulences. Not only has it not collapsed, but it has become stronger and stronger."

"Whenever there is chaos, people in the Qian clan will use this set of passwords to ensure that they can keep in touch with each other without getting involved. Now that the world has been at peace for a long time, and in the information age, communication is convenient, and information encryption methods have improved. Duo, except us old guys, who still remembers this set of things? Xintong, you are young, so of course you don’t know."

Qian Xintong suddenly realized and couldn't help complaining: "Grandpa, you guys are really here and you didn't teach me earlier. If you weren't here today, no one would be able to understand!"

Qian Kun laughed: "If you want to learn, I will teach you right away when you get back. Come, let's see what's written on it."