"Chi!" He drew a circle with ease.
The treasure sword cut through the stone wall like tofu, forming a circle without any obstruction. With a gentle suction and pull, the round stone slab was pulled out and placed aside.
Suddenly, a gentle light shone out and fell on his body.
He saw that it was still a cave inside.
This cave was much more spacious than the outside. Everything inside was made of white jade. There were jade beds, jade tables, jade chairs, jade stools, and even jade cabinets. There were rows of ancient books on the shelves, which made him very envious.
This was obviously a cave, and it must have been left behind by a senior master.
An old man sat on the jade bed in the center.
The old man was lifelike, as if he was meditating. There was no sign of decay. His face was rosy, and his skin was smooth. He had a youthful complexion. He wore a snow-white robe that wrapped around his body, which shocked Song Zhifan.
He was startled and focused his senses. The old man was indeed lifeless, but with such a lifelike face, he could not help but think that the old man must be an Enlightened Master, but this Enlightened Master did not have an Enlightened God Field.
If an Enlightened Master ascended to heaven, his remains would spread out an Enlightened God Field, which would be a great deterrent. Grandmasters could not get close to it, and they could not destroy it.
Only Enlightened Masters could get close, and Enlightened Masters would not destroy the remains of Enlightened Masters. Respecting Enlightened Masters was the same as respecting oneself.
He frowned and thought about it. Was this old man really alive?
He floated into the cave and slowly approached the old man. Then, he closed fist saluted and coughed. "Senior, sorry to disturb you. I am Song Zhifan. I did not know that you were meditating here. Please forgive me."
After he said this, he saw that the old man did not move. He became bold and took two steps closer, but he still could not sense the Enlightened God Field.
After he was this close, he could sense that this old man was not an Enlightened Master.
He became bolder and circled the old man. After carefully examining him, his long sword slowly moved toward a jade box in the old man's hand. The jade box was about the size of a book page.
After the long sword moved toward the jade box, he took a step back to prevent the old man from suddenly waking up and attacking him.
Although he was certain that the old man was dead, such a soundless and lifelike scene gave him the misconception that the old man was not dead and was merely meditating.
The long sword opened the jade box, but there was no mechanism. He then used the long sword to pick up a small booklet in the box. The yellowish booklet was shining with a bright yellow light. This silk paper was definitely not an ordinary item.
He used his sword to pry open the outermost sheet and saw the first sheet. He was startled. "Art of the Tiger."
"Art of the Imperial Tiger." Song Zhifan thought for a moment and muttered to himself. After a moment, he remembered and was overjoyed. "Art of the Imperial Tiger, haha, Art of the Imperial Tiger!"
He thought about what kind of martial art this was.
The Art of Imperial Tiger, one of the main cultivation techniques of the Spirit Beast Sect, was on par with the Art of Imperial Dragon of the Immortal Attraction Mountain. It was the core cultivation technique of the Spirit Beast Sect. Why did it appear in the hands of this old man?
Could it be that this elder was also a disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect?
He then remembered that ever since the Spirit Beast Sect entered the Hundred-Thousand Hills, they were completely annihilated. No one knew how they were annihilated. They only knew that they were surrounded and killed by the low-grade spirit beasts. As for how many died and how many survived, no one knew. After all, no one entered the Hundred-Thousand Hills and it was impossible for them to see.
Moreover, no disciples of the Spirit Beast Sect escaped. The annihilation of the Spirit Beast Sect became a mystery.
This old man actually had the [Art of Imperial Tiger]. He must be a disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect that escaped, or a survivor of the Spirit Beast Sect that hid here. In the end, he didn't dare to come out and sealed himself in a cave like this.
When he thought about this, his respect for this old man disappeared. As for the fact that he was immortal like a god after death, he must have consumed some spirit fruit in the Hundred-Thousand Hills that had such a miraculous effect. It was not because of his cultivation level.
He suddenly had a flash of inspiration and could not help but laugh out loud.
He suddenly remembered that Chu Li was also a disciple of the Goddess Attraction Mountain and cultivated the Art of the Dragon Taming.
Chu Li was also a proud and arrogant person. He must have been disdainful or unwilling to be conferred as a God by the Outland, so he wanted to become a God himself. In the world, if one wanted to become a God, other than finding another way to use the Body Transformation Pill, there was only one other way, and that was to cultivate the unique study of the Spirit Beast Sect's four sects.
Chu Li learned the Art of the Dragon Taming, so he must want to learn the Art of the Tiger Taming!
When he thought about this, he was overjoyed. He wanted to dance and celebrate.
He felt that he found the key to get back the Sky Killer Sword. It was this Art of the Tiger Taming!
If he used the Art of the Tiger Taming to exchange for the Sky Killer Sword, Chu Li would definitely agree. He had no choice but to agree. Otherwise, he would threaten him to tear the Art of the Tiger Taming and make the Art of the Tiger Taming lost forever. Chu Li's road to becoming an Enlightened Master would be severed and he could only obediently seal as a god.
Chu Li would not be satisfied. He would definitely think that even if he gave him the Sky Killer Sword, he could still snatch it back.
When he thought about this, he could not help but laugh.
"Haha." He felt that he was finally in the pink of misfortune. His luck had turned for the better.
Who would have thought that after being beaten up so badly by the two deer, they would send him here? This was really joy after rage. Luck was still on his side and finally gave him a bright path.
When he thought about this, he was anxious.
Suddenly, footsteps and whistling sounds came from outside.
With a roar, a Spirit Tiger appeared outside the cave.
Song Zhifan did not dare to delay any longer. He could not care about reading other books. He picked up the Art of the Tiger Taming and disappeared on the spot. In the next moment, he returned to the floating mountain.
Chu Li was cultivating hard on the floating mountain. He realized that the Vermillion Bird's flame was still burning in his body. A small cluster of flames danced around in his body, looking for his weakness. It did not give up.
He sighed inwardly. This ball of flame had its own soul and was like a living creature, constantly looking for an opportunity to take advantage of. Unfortunately, the power of the tenth level of the Supreme Vajra Scripture was extraordinary, forcefully restraining its burning.
Through the Omniscient Mirror, he knew every movement on the floating mountain. He knew that after Song Zhifan came back, he quickly left. Although the bishop's basilica was protected by an invisible force and could not be seen, he could still speculate from the situation outside the basilica.
Two days later, he was cultivating hard. Suddenly, his heart moved and he appeared in his own courtyard in the House of High Duke.
Li Meng was still chanting under the Glory's Will Tree. She looked solemn like Guanyin.
Chu Li nodded in satisfaction. He saw Xue Ling standing in front of him. She whispered, "Master, Song Zhifan is here again."
Chu Li smiled, "He is alone?"
The Omniscient Mirror had already seen Song Zhifan standing with his hands behind his back. His green robe was fluttering and his golden crown was shining. He had a graceful and luxurious aura.
"Yes." Xue Ling whispered, "There is no one around him. It seems like he came alone. He seems to be fearless. I'm afraid he is not here with good intentions."
Chu Li smiled and nodded at Li Meng. He then strode to the main door. He closed fist saluted and smiled at Song Zhifan, "Chief Song, what brings you here? If you provoke me again, don't blame me for being merciless."
"Chu Li, I am not provoking you this time. I want to make a deal," Song Zhifan said.
Chu Li smiled playfully, "Tell me."
Song Zhifan took out a thin booklet and threw it to Chu Li.
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