Although what Fang Zhenlu learned was the Xuanze True Mystic Upper Cave Technique, after condensing his magic power and true seal, he mainly focused on changes when facing his enemies. When he attacked, he was not as sharp and overbearing as the Shaoqing disciples.
If he wanted to destroy the restriction in one go, then he would have to break the magic treasure like Senior Brother Kang, but it would not be that easy.
However, the two of them were not fighting on the battlefield, but fighting a life and death battle. So, he could make a small fuss. As long as it was passable on the surface, it would be fine.
After he made up his mind, he raised his sleeve and lightly brushed the restriction. After a gust of wind, the layer of golden light that enveloped the shrine platform disappeared without a trace, revealing a magic treasure that was shaped like a stone pestle.
Everyone present possessed great eyesight. When they looked carefully, they noticed that cracks were already faintly visible on the pestle like magic treasure, and the aura of the treasure had completely dispersed. Obviously, it had already been destroyed. A few of them couldn't help but be surprised in their hearts, and they were unable to distinguish between Fang Zhenlu and Kang Tong.
A faint smile appeared on Brother Kang's face, and he said, "Senior Brother Fang is brilliant."
Fang Zhenlu smiled and shook his head, "I've embarrassed myself in front of Brother Kang."
Fang Zhenlu first used his Pill Fiend to break the restriction, and then used his strength to destroy the treasure. It seemed to be a single brush, but it was actually two moves. Compared to Fang Kangtong's sword skill, it was a bit lacking, but he won in that his movement was unhurried and unrestrained, without the slightest bit of fiery aura. Therefore, on the surface, it was hard to tell who was the victor.
At this moment, a disciple noticed the subtle atmosphere. He first coughed and said, "Everyone, this must be the place where the Yaoyin Clan keeps their treasures. Everything here is arranged in an orderly manner, so they did not encounter any enemies. I wonder why they abandoned this place back then?"
An elder of the Chen Clan stood behind Fang Zhenlu. He chuckled and said, "I've heard a thing or two about this. It is said that Yi Jiuyang was guarding an item back then. Just Now, he established this sect under the orders of Old Ancestor Tai Heng. There are less than a hundred disciples in the sect. According to my guess, maybe something happened to the item being guarded, or Old Ancestor Tai Heng had other orders, so he abandoned this place. "
Fang Zhenlu nodded and said, "Other than that, there is no good explanation."
He then turned to Kang Tong and said, "We've already reached the fifteenth floor. We don't know what's at the top floor, so we might as well go up and take a look. What do you think, Brother Kang?
Kang Tong cultivated one of the three branches of Shaoqing, the fiercest Killing Sword Art. He needed a pure state of mind, and he only had one sword in his hand. He did not care about any treasures. Even if there was a True Artifact in front of him, he would not be tempted.
His original intention in coming to this world was to find the disciple of the Devil Sect to sharpen his sword. He did not know where he would go, so he did not care about Fang Zhenlu's suggestion. He said, "Since Senior Brother Fang is interested, I will not be a disappointment. Let's go take a look together."
Fang Zhenlu smiled and exchanged some more pleasantries with Kang Tong. In the end, he took the lead and headed for the top floor. The seven or eight cultivators behind him whispered to each other. The seven or eight cultivators behind him whispered to each other and followed.
The seven or eight cultivators behind him whispered to each other. Zhang Yan also went up. Although his appearance was not shocking, his Core Transformation cultivation could not be faked, so no one dared to ask him questions. A young cultivator who was closer to him even nodded in greeting.
The group soon reached the sixteenth floor. Zhang Yan looked around and saw that the layout here was not much different from the fifteenth floor. There were more than twenty spirit treasures placed here. The treasures flickered and shone brilliantly.
Zhang Yan didn't pay much attention to these treasures, but inadvertently, he caught a glimpse of one of them, and his eyes lit up.
It was an arched copper book that was half a foot tall and two feet long. There were rows of inscriptions engraved on it, but the content was not complicated. Zhang Yan was able to decipher it in almost an instant, and he could not help but feel happy.
He looked around and when he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he calmly took a few steps forward and arrived in front of the shrine platform. With a wave of his hand, he gathered his Core Qi and turned it into a blade. With a single slash, he broke the restriction and placed the Copper God Book into his sleeve.
Only when a shrine platform suddenly became empty did everyone realize that a magic treasure had been taken away. However, all the treasures here were ownerless, so anyone with the ability could take them. Thus, they didn't mind, and they seemed to have received a reminder instead. They each chose a treasure and started to refine the restriction unhurriedly.
These people were all disciples of the ten great sects. Because of their status, they were unwilling to take it, but now that this was the last floor, they did not want to return empty-handed. After all, no one would complain about having too many treasures.
After obtaining this item, Zhang Yan did not want to stay here any longer and slowly walked down the tower.
But Fang Zhenlu suddenly sensed something. Looking at his back, he asked the old man surnamed Chen next to him, "Senior Apprentice Brother, did you see the origin of that person just now?"
The old man immediately became vigilant and asked, "Junior Apprentice Brother, is there something wrong with that person?"
Fang Zhenlu flicked his finger at the restriction on the shrine platform, causing the golden talisman to shake, but it did not break. He said in a low voice, "Even if I were to break this Talisman's restriction, I would not be able to do it so easily. This person was able to silently take the treasure, so he is not a nobody."
A sharp light flashed in the old man's eyes as he asked, "Does Junior Apprentice Brother suspect that this person is a disciple of the Demon Sect?"
Fang Zhenlu did not deny it and said, "It is just a thought."
The old man asked, "Should we capture this person and interrogate him?"
Fang Zhenlu thought about it and finally waved his hand, "Forget it. Since we are here, we will definitely have a chance to meet again. There is no need to deliberately look for him."
The old man said in a low voice, "It is just that Just Now he took a treasure and then left. I don't know if it is something important."
Fang Zhenlu glanced at the empty shrine platform and said carelessly, "It's just a Spirit Artifact."
After Zhang Yan left the tower, he rode a cloud and flew away.
He found a secluded place and stood still. Then he took out the copper chisel from his sleeve and carefully looked at the inscriptions on it. Immediately he understood what was written on it.
He smiled faintly and sent a wave of spiritual energy upward. In an instant, the copper voucher trembled and the image of mountains and rivers, as well as the illusionary image of the perilous peak and the pavilion, appeared on it. It was exactly the same as the mountain beneath his feet! Not only was this a map of the mountain, but it also included the distribution of all the temples here.
Zhang Yan secretly rejoiced. Although this copper voucher was not a treasure, with it, he would be able to have a target and no longer need to wander around aimlessly.
After carefully looking at it a few times, his eyes narrowed and fell on a side hall. The words "Chaos Qi Temple" were written on the illusory jade plaque. It was only a few miles away from the peak.
He raised his head to take a look, and then he flung open his sleeves and leaped over. In practically an instant, he arrived at that place and descended before a side hall.
The front door was overgrown with weeds and the door had long collapsed, as if it had been destroyed by someone. Because it was done by a cultivator who came here before, it was clear that someone had already gone in to look.
However, Zhang Yan was not in a hurry. His expression was calm as he walked inside.
The layout of the temple here was strange. This hall was only a pavilion on the ground, and there was a large underground palace hidden in the belly of the mountain. If he did not have the copper stick to guide him, he would not have thought of exploring this place.
Since he knew where the target was, it would be much easier to find it.
He looked down and paced back and forth in the main hall several times. When he finished the third round, he couldn't help but stop. His eyes flashed, and he lifted his foot. With a "kacha" sound, the jade bricks under his foot cracked. Then, he flicked his sleeve, and the bricks rolled away, revealing the true appearance of the main hall.
There was a ten thousand year old River Sinking Wood that was ten feet wide. It was square and seemed to be covering an entrance.
Right at this moment, he suddenly heard voices outside and his eyebrows raised.
Two figures flashed and walked in. They were both cultivators of the Xuan Light Realm. They were talking and laughing, but when they looked up, they saw Zhang Yan. They hesitated for a while before one of them came up and said with a smile, "I didn't know senior was here. My senior brother was too rash. We'll leave now, we'll leave now."
Zhang Yan stood there and didn't say anything. These two were smart and didn't even dare to look at the things in the hall. They just walked out with their heads lowered.
After the two of them left, Zhang Yan pondered for a moment before taking out an array flag from his sleeve. With a flick of his hand, he inserted it into the ground in front of the hall's door. This item was only an artifact, but if someone came in, he would definitely know.
Returning to the front of the 10,000-year River Sinking Wood, he made a hand seal, and with a loud bang, the Mysterious Yellow Hand flew out from the top of the door, grabbed down, and easily lifted it to the side. In just an instant, a murderous aura surged up.
Zhang Yan didn't stop there. He controlled the yellow hand to descend once more. With a few rumbling sounds, the restriction below was broken.
Then, he retracted the Mysterious Yellow Hand and leaped inside.
When he reached the bottom, he saw a row of jade stairs leading deeper into the cave. Without any hesitation, he tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and swiftly floated up, following the jade stairs downwards.
Not long later, he arrived at the bottom.
Looking up, he realized that the belly of the mountain seemed to be hollowed out. He didn't know how big it was. There were countless mounds of dirt and stones piled up. There were ridges built with black and white mud that crawled over the mounds. They were crooked and undulating, like coiling dragons and worms. There was no order to it.
In the middle of the ridges, at the place closest to Zhang Yan, there was an Earthly Aura that was as red as fire. It was like molten lava, burning like charcoal. It was red hot and it was ten thousand feet long.
There was another ridge next to it. In it, the Earthly Aura was as bright as a star, giving off a blue fluorescent halo. It laid there quietly and it was also as long.
Although Zhang Yan didn't understand the theory behind it, he could guess that it should be the Yin and Yang Mutual Refinement Technique of the Earthly Aura Raising Technique.
These two Earthly Auras were originally at their extremes. However, when they were close to each other, they could use a special secret technique to connect with each other. Instead, they could complement each other and make their meridians stronger.
He looked around. Just Now, he saw another Earthly Aura that looked like this.
He got up and flew. After searching one round, he found a total of sixteen Earthly Auras. He was delighted and thought to himself, "This time, I got a great bargain. This Yaoyin Clan is quite rich. These six Earthly Auras are above ten thousand years old. Even in the Qincang School, there aren't many Earthly Auras of this age."
Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard a loud sound. It was as if the mountains were shaking and the earth was shaking. The entire cave dwelling shook!
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… (To be continued)
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