The blue light lit up in Yang Feng's eyes, and his spiritual consciousness suddenly released and explored the depths of the passage.

After Yang Feng investigated, he suddenly discovered that there was an underground palace with an area of ​​no less than a dungeon.

Before, because the runes were hidden, Yang Feng could not detect them, and he could see them at this time.

Yang Feng walked along the passage for hundreds of meters and arrived at the end of the passage, with a bare stone wall in front of him.

Yang Feng pressed his hand on the stone wall and pushed it back with force.

A rumble of roar sounded in the passage, and slowly retreated back a few meters across the entire stone wall, revealing a horizontal passage.

Yang Feng stood in the middle of the passage, looked to both sides, and walked towards the right.

The passage on the right is not long, and it is only a hundred meters away. However, there is no fork on this side, but there is a stone chamber.

Yang Feng pushed open the stone door of the stone chamber and walked in.

Unlike the dark passage outside, there are more than a dozen night pearls on the roof of the stone chamber, sprinkling a white light, illuminating the entire stone chamber like daytime.

Yang Feng glanced at him and looked around the entire stone chamber.

A wooden rack was placed in the corner of the stone chamber. The wooden rack was decayed, and the bottles and jars placed on it fell all over the floor, emitting an indescribable smell.

Yang Feng waved his hand and a black bottle floated in front of him.

Yang Feng waved his hand and the lid on the bottle flew down by itself, emitting a strange fragrance of medicine.

Yang Feng smelled it, sighed softly, and withdrew his palm.

The black bottle fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, rolling down the side.

The black bottle was originally a kind of elixir used by immortal cultivators in the realm of the true immortals, but because it took too long, the fragrance was emitted and the medicinal power had dissipated, so it was useless.

Yang Feng glanced carefully and found that there was really nothing available inside, so he turned around and walked out of the stone chamber and walked towards the other end of the passage.

About half an hour later, Yang Feng came to a stone gate, looked carefully, and found that there were complex ban runes engraved on the stone gate.

Yang Feng hesitated for a moment, the light on his hands lit up, and a five-color light ball lit up on his five fingers, and pressed down on the door.

I saw five-colored spiritual light hitting the door, and the rune pattern that almost covered the entire stone door began to retract towards the center, and finally turned into a strangely shaped circular pattern.

Yang Feng's palm pressed towards the circular pattern, and the stone gate rumbling and lifted upwards.

As the stone gate was lifted up, a ray of light projected out from it.

Yang Feng subconsciously turned his wrist, and a blue light flashed in his palm, and there was an immortal sword added.

When the stone gate was fully raised, Yang Feng found that there was still a narrow passage inside, but the eternal lights on the stone walls on both sides were burning slowly, releasing a dim light.

There was a faint smell of fishy smell in the air. Yang Feng frowned and continued to walk forward.

From here on, there are more forks along the way, and more stone chambers are distributed, but most of them are very simple and have almost nothing useful.

At the beginning, Yang Feng would investigate it himself, but when he arrived, he would almost use his spiritual sense to scan it. If there were no special fluctuations, he would ignore it and continue to walk to the next place.

After a few hours, Yang Feng walked out of a stone gate and came to a straight corridor that was three meters wide.

At the end of the corridor is a tall hall door. Two doors about meter high are tightly closed, half separate on them, and the reliefs of half a ferocious beast on both sides are carved, and twisted patterns extend out from it, wrapping the entire door.

Yang Feng did not recognize this beast, but he could also see that it was not a simple ban rune.

So he pinched his hand and a golden light shone behind him, and he directly used the Eye of Time to investigate.

After a while, he put away the treasure wheel, frowned and thought for a while, and then began to crack it.

As magic tricks flew out and hit the stone gate, the runes on the gate began to illuminate a layer of dark yellow light, and the two eyes of the strange beast's head lit up like pearls.

A low roar that seemed to be there and there was nothing, and a phantom of a strange beast pounced down from the stone gate. Yang Feng quickly dodged and avoided it.

After the phantom of the strange beast flew out a few feet away, the light dissipated and disappeared.

The rune light on the stone gate disappeared immediately, and the eyes of the strange beast dimmed again.

Yang Feng walked forward, raised his palm and pressed one of the stone doors. With his arm exerted force, he pushed the door inward and opened a gap several feet wide.

Through this gap, Yang Feng saw a dark light coming out from the hall, casting blurry figures on the ground in front of him.

He frowned, and the power of his spiritual consciousness penetrated into it. After searching carefully, he found nothing abnormal.

But when his figure flashed and entered the hall, he couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

I saw that there were gray and white stone statues almost as high as people in the hall. With the light of the brazier on the wall, Yang Feng counted roughly and found that there were seven or eight people in total.

What he saw just outside the door was the projection of two stone statues near the stone gate of the hall.

While walking towards the center of the hall, Yang Feng carefully looked at the stone statues. After a closer look, he found that these stone statues seemed to be the supporting stone pillars of this hall.

Its sculpture is not a god, a monster, or a hideous beast, but a lifelike statue of figures, including men and women, almost all of which are standing solemnly.

Yang Feng glanced at him and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Among these lifelike stone statues, especially the statues of an elderly Taoist priest and a woman in a palace costume are the most exquisite.

The elderly Taoist priest had a clear appearance, with a goat beard under his jaw, and the wrinkles on his body were obvious, as if he was walking in the wind, his clothes were fluttering, and he had a fairy-like posture.

The woman in the palace dress is taller than a man, and her face is quite good, but her lines are a bit tough and her heroic appearance is a bit inconsistent with the palace dress with a streamer flying in her body.

Seeing this, Yang Feng couldn't help but shake his head slightly, thinking that if he changed into a full-fitting armor, it might be better to highlight his unique temperament.

While he was pondering, he suddenly raised his palm and slashed to the left.

"Oh hey..."

With a crisp "pop" sound, a jade-like skeleton was beaten backwards by the Qi of his attack, and fell heavily on the wall and dispersed.

"Who are you?"

Yang Feng looked at the pile of skeletons that were beaten to pieces by him and shouted sternly.

I saw that in the skeleton, the dark green light slowly rose, condensed like countless fireflies, gathering together, forming a vague phantom of a thin old Taoist, which seemed to be a wisp of residual soul.

Yang Feng looked carefully and found that his appearance was exactly the same as the clay statue.

"Wow, you bastard, you slapped Dao's skeleton into powder. Where do you ask Dao to stay in the future?"

A quite loud voice sounded, which actually came from the remnant soul.

"Who are you? If you don't follow the real trick, don't blame me for knocking you out of the way." Yang Feng frowned, unmoved, and continued to ask.

"Hmph, how old is you, you are so angry? I remember when I was in the Netherworld, you didn't know where to play the fireball..." The old Taoist phantom put his hips on his hips and said without fear.

"The Underworld... are you from the Underworld?" Yang Feng asked in a deep voice.

The old Taoist remnant soul looked up and down at Yang Feng, glanced at the long sword in his hand, and said slowly: "Look at you, you are using a sword. You must have heard of the name of Wuqing Taoist, right?"

"The Wuqing Sword Sect is famous and is still the major sect of the Immortal Realm and the founding sect ancestor, so I naturally know it." Yang Feng's expression remained unchanged and he spoke.

"Bah! You guy still want to deceive me. If this happens to the underworld, I will never have a legacy under my sect. I am afraid that it will be no longer known to outsiders." The old Taoist remnant soul said furiously.

But after saying that, he shook his head and said, "Is it because of the successors of the sidelines who have inheritance? No... it is impossible. Those guys have any prospects and can only insult the reputation of Taoist Master. Alas, it's really a misfortune of the master, thinking back then..."

The old Taoist soul seemed to have been aroused by some unpleasant past, and even started to talk about it.

"Who is your lord?" Yang Feng felt even more suspicious when he heard it. He interrupted the other party's words and asked.

"Boy, please listen to Master Dao. Master Dao, I am the founder of the Wuqing Sword Sect you mentioned, and Wuqing Taoist is the same." The old Taoist remnant soul stood up, as if he wanted to show off his master's demeanor, and said loudly.

"How do you prove it?" Yang Feng raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Prove your uncle... Who am I? I need to prove it to you as a junior?" The old Taoist remnant soul was furious and asked back.

"You won't understand the truth that power is stronger than humans, right?"

Yang Feng smiled and held up the sword in his hand.

The old Taoist remnant soul glanced at the long sword in Yang Feng's hand, and seemed to feel guilty. His tone softened, and he said, "How do you want Taoist, I prove that the skeleton you have been broken up by you. You can't let my remnant soul use a piece of sword technique for you, right?"

"What other secret treasures do you have in your ruthless Sword Sect have besides the Ten Thousand Sword Xuan Order?" Yang Feng pondered for a moment and asked.

When the old Taoist remnant soul heard this, he glanced at him, with a sarcastic smile on his face and said, "You are such a thief, you are really a thief, digging holes for Dao Master everywhere. There are two things inherited from my ruthless sword sect. They are all ten thousand sword iron coupons, which are inherited from the authenticity of the sect, and the other is the ruthless sword courage, which is left to the outer sect side branches."

Yang Feng's expression calmed down a little when he heard this.
Chapter completed!