When Jun Changxiao brought Xi Jingxuan into the cave, he realized that he had this good fortune!
Very good, very good!
The airdrop boxes inside are all mine!
All the experts outside, you're destined to end up empty-handed!
At that moment, Jun Patriarch wanted to imitate Elder Zhen and let out a strange laughter to express his joy!
However.
As soon as he stabilized his body, he heard a desolate sound outside.
No way!
When Xi Jingxuan and I came in, they can enter by themselves? Do they have to be so deceptive!
Time didn't allow Jun Patriarch to think too much. Realizing that there was a dark tunnel in front of him, he hurriedly pulled Xi Jingxuan and walked in.
The two of them never let go of each other.
This wasn't because Jun Patriarch suddenly became enlightened, but because he had an eye disease. If he didn't hold her hand in this dark environment, what if he bumped into something?
Feeling the temperature and strange feeling from his palm, Xi Jingxuan's whole face was boiling hot.
However, she also knew that they were in a strange place, so she didn't struggle and let him lead her.
Shua!
Shua!
As the two walked along the tunnel, the elders of the Raging Flame Holy Sect, Elder Ge, and the others had already rushed in.
Those martial artists on the periphery also followed.
Although they knew that they couldn't get a share of the pie among the many sect masters, since it was a tomb from three thousand years ago, they must go and see it.
No one cared whether there was danger inside, because curiosity won over reason.
For a time.
The two to three thousand martial artists surrounding the strange stone forest all went in.
It wasn't hard to imagine that if there were really some rare treasures inside, it would definitely make many people go crazy.
"Master went in."
Xiao Moxian sat on a boulder in the distance and pouted, "Leaving me alone, it's so boring."
…
Whoosh — —
The cold wind kept blowing in the dark tunnel, giving people a feeling of being in hell.
The darkness here couldn't disturb Xi Jingxuan because she was always accompanied by darkness. But feeling the cold, she asked, "Jun Patriarch, where are we?"
"A very deep tunnel." Jun Changxiao said.
Xi Jingxuan said, "Could there be a trap?"
"I hope not."
Jun Changxiao said as he activated the spirit armor and armed himself.
The two walked hundreds of steps in the tunnel and then entered a relatively spacious stone cave. The originally dark environment gradually lit up.
There were stone beds, stone stools, and stone cabinets here, as if someone had lived here before.
Jun Changxiao led Xi Jingxuan to the front of the stone cabinets. There were many spotless scrolls on them, and they were all ancient books related to medicine.
Could it be that the owner of the tomb was an expert in Qi Huang?
"Palace master."
Jun Changxiao asked..............................
. this.....
Xi Jingxuan remained silent for a while. Then, she said, "There seem to be many of them. For example, the Dragon-Patterned Martial Sage, the stubborn Lingyun Sword Sage, and the Multifaceted Medical Sage, who treats illnesses with ease."
The people she listed were all top powerhouses from three thousand years ago. They were also the legends of that era.
Some would ask, why are they all Saints?
Because of the war of the emperors ten thousand years ago, after the continent was torn apart, only nine people could step into the emperor level.
Many experts speculated that the order of heaven and earth was destroyed and could not accommodate more experts, so they set up restrictions.
The nine great martial emperors were supreme existences, but they did not touch the secular world. Only their legends were passed down on the continent, and no one was lucky enough to see them in person.
If the martial emperors did not appear, Wu Sheng was naturally the top expert in the Falling Star Continent.
Although they had a very long lifespan, they were always comprehending, so that they could peek into the secrets of heaven and become the tenth martial emperor.
Unfortunately.
How many martial emperors struggled to survive in despair and died in despair? In the end, it was nothing but an illusion.
"The Medical Saint of All Faces?"
Jun Changxiao asked, "Where is he?"
Xi Jingxuan shook her head. "He has disappeared for a long time. No one knows where he went."
Jun Changxiao held his chin and guessed, "There are many books related to medicine on the stone shelf. Could it be that the Medical Saint of All Faces is buried there?"
"Impossible."
Xi Jingxuan said, "Senior Medical Saint's medical skills are superb. How could he die?"
She, who suffered from an eye disease, had sent people to find the Medical Saint of All Faces. After all, he might be the only one who could treat her eye disease. If he died, it was equivalent to completely losing hope.
Jun Changxiao said, "I'm just guessing."
"Jun Patriarch."
Xi Jingxuan said, "What are the names of these books?"
"Let me see."
Jun Changxiao did not dare to take them with his hands. Instead, he locked them with his spiritual sense and said, "One is called Miscellaneous Classics of Hundred Schools, one is called Great Classic of Meridians, and one is called Qi Huang Internal Classic."
Xi Jingxuan's heart sank. She said, "These are all medical books written by Senior Medical Saint. Could it be …"
At this point, her face gradually became depressed. She said, "Is he really dead?"
Jun Patriarch hurriedly said, "Palace Master Xi, please don't think too much. Maybe these are just copies of Senior Medical Saint's works. Someone used them as burial objects!"
He clearly remembered that once Xi Jingxuan fell into depression, she would immediately go berserk!
Xi Jingxuan smiled brightly. "I think so too!"
Phew —
Jun Changxiao heaved a sigh of relief and thought to himself, "Phew, phew."
"Jun Patriarch."
Xi Jingxuan said, "Senior Medical Saint's medical works are very rare nowadays. Why don't you take them away?"
"That's what I was thinking."
Jun Changxiao enveloped the book with his spiritual sense and kept it in his spatial ring. At the same time, he was on guard.
In the end, no traps were triggered.
"So simple?"
Jun Changxiao was rather stunned.
In his opinion, such a strange tomb should be filled with traps. If he took the book away, it might be triggered.
"Let's go."
Jun Changxiao did not stay in the cave abode for long. He led Xi Jingxuan into another tunnel in the east. Then, they walked all the way and came to an even wider cave.
The ground here was not made of stone but of mud. It was rather soft as if it had just been plowed.
"A herb garden?" Jun Changxiao thought to himself.
There was a high platform in the center of the cave. There were many baskets on it. When he went closer to take a look, he saw that they were all spatial rings!
Baskets of this size were usually used to store herbs. Now that they were used to store spatial rings, it was really strange.
Jun Changxiao carefully took one and infused his spiritual sense into it. As a result, he immediately opened his mouth.
This medium-sized spatial ring was filled with all kinds of herb seeds. There were at least 100,000 to 200,000 of them!
Whoosh!
He hurriedly checked the other ones. They were also filled with herb seeds!
One spatial ring was worth 100,000 herb seeds. There were more than 500 spatial rings in the baskets!
"Oh my god."
Jun Changxiao was so shocked that he blurted out his Shandong dialect. "I'm going to be rich!"
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