Zhuo Bufan was greatly shaken by the news of 'Tian Ming'.
If what Chu Mubai said was true, then his enemy was not only Albino but also the domineering North Thearch behind her.
"Is there really no other way to solve this?"
Zhuo Bufan asked Chu Mubai.
"There is no other way. Either she dies and you live, or she lives."
"Hold on, there is a way."
Nothing was absolute. Just as Zhuo Bufan thought that there was no other way, Chu Mubai seemed to have thought of something.
"What way?"
Chu Mubai rubbed his chin, shook his head, and said, "This is just a guess.
It's not fully developed yet, and I can't say it yet. "
This Chu Mubai was crazy, and he denied himself again.
Zhuo Bufan saw that Jiang Yi wanted to say something but stopped himself and rolled his eyes.
"Forget it, let's look for the Yin-Yang Union of Joy Book immediately!"
Zhuo Bufan was now even more desperate for power and strength.
If Xuanyuan Hao could obtain the 'Green Immortal Manual' from this Bronze Shrine, it was obvious that this Bronze Shrine was not just a pile of rubble and dust.
As long as he used the right method, he would definitely be able to get what he wanted.
However, after Chu Mubai heard this, he said,
"Old Brother, I don't want to follow you anymore!"
"Why?"
"There is no future if I follow you. Old Brother wants to rob. If not, how can I return the spirit stones to you two days later?"
When Zhuo Bufan heard this, he sighed and said.
"Alright then! As long as you don't harm me, it's up to you. "
Zhuo Bufan was never one to force others. If Chu Mubai wanted to leave, he would definitely not stop him.
"Alright then, Old Brother, I'm leaving! However, I'll give you a reminder. You can go to the bottom of this shrine and take a look. "
After Chu Mubai finished speaking, he turned around and covered his face. He rushed to the group of people outside and shouted.
"Robbery, robbery, robbery!"
Watching Chu Mubai leave, Zhuo Bufan rolled his eyes at him.
"Go to the bottom of the temple and take a look? What are you looking at? "
Zhuo Bufan looked at the bottom of the temple and flew down.
Chu Mubai would not say this to him for no reason. Since he said it, there must be a purpose.
After landing on the first floor of the Bronze Temple, Zhuo Bufan saved a file.
Then, he walked in.
There was no one on the first floor, or it could be said that everything had been looted.
There were rows of bronze bookshelves in the hall, and there were some books on the bookshelves.
The books on the bookshelves looked neat and tidy, but with a gentle blow, they would all turn to dust.
"It's been too long. Two hundred thousand years. These ordinary books have long turned to dust."
Zhuo Bufan frowned.
"Could it be that the 'Book of Yin Yang Lovemaking' has also turned into dust?"
Zhuo Bufan was somewhat worried about the fate of the Book of Yin Yang Lovemaking.
Then, he shook his head and said.
"I don't think so. The Book of Yin Yang Lovemaking was personally written and drawn by the Qing Emperor. Every stroke carried the majestic power of the Qing Emperor. It could be passed down for thousands of years without being destroyed. "
"But if that's the case, the Book of Yin Yang Lovemaking shouldn't be placed with these ordinary books, right?"
Zhuo Bufan carefully analyzed the existence of the Book of Yin Yang Lovemaking.
However, after searching for a long time, he found nothing.
Since it was a relic of the Qing Emperor, it was naturally extraordinary. It couldn't be placed on an ordinary bookshelf.
Then, Zhuo Bufan waved his hand and a gust of wind swept towards all the bronze bookshelves.
In an instant, there was an explosion of dust.
Wherever the gust of wind passed, all the books turned to dust. Then, the dust spread throughout the entire temple.
"The dust has settled!"
Then, Zhuo Bufan pressed his right hand into the air. All the dust in the temple that was originally shrouded in dust instantly fell and covered the ground.
When all the dust settled, the ground was covered in dust. Zhuo Bufan looked around and found that all the bookshelves were empty.
Logically speaking, the gust of wind he released was like a great wave washing away the sand.
It could turn all the ordinary books into dust, and the treasures left behind by the Qing Emperor would appear in front of him.
"It seems that I was too naive. Did the old profiteer want me to eat dust at the bottom? "
Zhuo Bufan followed Chu Mubai's instructions and went to the bottom of the temple. However, when he arrived, there was nothing but a miserable scene of being robbed.
The entire temple was empty!
"The bottom, the bottom, the bottom …"
As Zhuo Bufan walked, he repeatedly recalled what Chu Mubai said to him.
At this moment, he suddenly stopped and lowered his head.
"The bottom? Could there be another floor below this?"
Zhuo Bufan suddenly realized. He lifted his heel and stepped on the ground.
The ground beneath his feet was also made of mysterious bronze. It was impossible to determine its depth.
"There's a secret passage. There must be a secret passage. Chu Mubai would never say those words out of thin air. He must have sensed that there's something underground. "
Zhuo Bufan stretched out his finger and swept it across his eyes.
A pair of black and white Demon Eyes of Life and Death reappeared in the world.
Zhuo Bufan used the Demon Eyes of Life and Death to spy on the bronze temple. Only he could think of such a thing.
As he looked, Zhuo Bufan was suddenly alarmed. There really was life below the bronze temple.
"There really is something below. But how do I get down?"
Zhuo Bufan looked around, trying to find a mechanism.
However, there was nothing around except for the bare walls and bookshelves.
"Could this bronze temple be like the Door of the Crimson Emperor, where one can communicate with the soul?"
Zhuo Bufan had already unleashed the power of the Soul Awareness Talisman to the extreme. He would try anything that was possible.
When he lifted his hand and placed it on the wall, he activated the Soul Awareness Charm.
To his surprise, there really was a soul in the bronze temple, just like the Door of the Crimson Emperor and the Door of the Qing Emperor.
"Who is it that awakened me from my slumber?"
Suddenly, there was an explosion in the depths of his soul.
Zhuo Bufan hurriedly stabilized his Divine Soul that was shaking violently before he asked.
"I am the successor of Emperor Xuan. Tell me your name."
Zhuo Bufan, who had already dealt with the Door of the Crimson Emperor, was obviously very familiar with the trick.
He believed that this bronze temple must have been formed by a drop of blood from the Qing Emperor, just like the Door of the Four Emperors.
"The successor of Emperor Xuan?"
After hearing Zhuo Bufan's question, the soul behind the bronze temple really did feel a trace of fear.
"I am the finger bone of the Qing Emperor, the temple formed by it! The successor of Emperor Xuan, what business do you have with me? "
The Four Emperors knew each other, and they were also brothers.
Therefore, after Zhuo Bufan announced that he was the successor of Emperor Xuan, the bronze temple obviously respected Zhuo Bufan a lot more.
"Can you let me enter the lowest level of the temple?"
Zhuo Bufan did not threaten it, but asked for instructions.
He could feel that the soul of the bronze temple was a kind spirit.
The kind of power that everyone felt after entering the temple came from this kind spirit.
Since it was a kind spirit, it should be easy to talk to.
"Prove that you are the successor of Emperor Xuan, and I will let you in," the bronze temple replied.
"How do you prove it?" Zhuo Bufan asked.
"Emperor Xuan's Life-and-Death Mystic Body is proof. I need a drop of your blood."
When Zhuo Bufan heard this, he bit his finger without hesitation and squeezed out a drop of blood, dripping it on the ground.
After a while!
Boom!
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