Chapter 35 Ancient Treasures
Madam Zhu waved her sleeves lightly, and a silver magic dagger flew out of her sleeves and landed on the light brown brick.

"Click"

The brick was not strong and broke in two.

Strands of faint golden light appear and disappear.

Madam Zhu's pupils shrank slightly, and she waved her sleeves lightly, accompanied by a flash of golden light.

A half-broken golden page appeared before his eyes.

There is a set of martial arts techniques recorded on it, but since there is only half of the golden page, the techniques are incomplete.

"It is somewhat similar to the golden page that records the Qing Yuan Sword Technique!"

Madam Zhu's red lips moved slightly, and she put the golden page into the storage bag, and her figure flashed.

It turned into a red light and disappeared into the depths of the stone steps.

At the same time, a strong fishy smell came to my nose.

The bluestone steps around were now filled with a faint blood mist.

After turning a corner, two stone doors appeared in front of Mrs. Zhu.

The fragments of the stone gate on the right were covered with sword marks, obviously chopped into pieces by Fu Yunzi, and it was obvious that he walked to the right.

The stone door on the left was also shattered.

But surprisingly, there were no sword marks on it.

It is covered with dust, perhaps that is the path the corpse took when it was alive.

Madam Zhu looked at the two roads in front of her and walked directly to the left passage without much hesitation.

If they met Fu Yunzi in this narrow passage, Madam Zhu would not be able to withstand his sharp sword energy with her strength alone.

If you go to the left, you may be able to find the remaining half of the golden page.

The skills that can be stored in gold pages are still quite valuable.

Even if Mo Jiao cannot practice, it would be very good to give it to Yin Mo to practice.

With Yin Mo's training speed, it should be easy for him to reach the thirteenth level of Qi training at the age of eighteen.

You should also consider practicing a suitable wind-based foundation-building technique.

Han Li's Qing Yuan Sword Technique is considered to be the top martial arts in the human world, and Mo Jiao does not want his clone to fall behind.

The ground was covered with scattered gravel and Mrs. Zhu walked very slowly.

He used his spiritual sense to investigate carefully, fearing that he would miss any clues.

It took Madam Zhu half a cup of tea to walk the short distance of a hundred feet.

An exquisite stone palace appeared in front of Madam Zhu.

The mural is decorated with carved railings and jade bricks, and on the stone walls are carved patterns of dragons and phoenixes. In the upper left corner of the mural, there is a pattern of an extremely huge Kunpeng.

Madam Zhu stared at the mural in front of her and waved her right hand gently.

The flaming sword instantly turned into a shadow and fell on the mural.

"Stab" sound.

The sword energy dissipated, and a deep sword mark emerged.

"It seems I'm overthinking it!"

Madam Zhu shook her head slightly, turned around and walked into the hall.

"Lingyun Palace!"

A huge plaque, covered with cracks and dull in appearance, hung above the hall.

Obviously, when it is intact, it can also be considered a good magical weapon.

Madam Zhu took a quick look around the hall and saw that it was quite a large space with three branch halls.

"Medicine Hall!" "Magic Weapon Pavilion!" "Secret Storage Room!"

Looking at the three branch halls, Madam Zhu's eyes flashed with light, and then she stepped into the Alchemy Hall.

Even after so many years, this place still continues to exude a strong medicinal fragrance.

There were broken alchemy furnaces scattered on the ground, and bottles and jars all over the floor.

Apparently, it had already been looted by the monks who entered the secret realm last time.

Not far away, Madam Zhu also saw several white skeletons, which were the same as the skeleton in the passage, all of which were crystal clear.

It was obvious that their cultivation was not low, but they all died here.

"Either the monks are fighting each other to death, or this place is dangerous!"

Madam Zhu frowned slightly and after carefully searching the entire hall, she did not find any remaining elixirs.

Only then did he leave the hall in disappointment.

Dharma Pavilion

“I hope there are still items left!”

Madam Zhu sighed and walked into the house. At a glance, the Magic Treasure Pavilion had three floors, and the first floor was in ruins. Madam Zhu could only look at the second floor.

It was empty, even the wooden tables and frames had been taken away.

"what"

Suddenly, Madam Zhu let out a light exclamation, and saw a layer of faint light curtain of formation on the stairs leading to the third floor.

"There is a formation! It is an area that the previous batch of cultivators did not explore!"

Madam Zhu showed a look of joy. The formation will become weaker and weaker with the erosion of time.

The previous group of cultivators were obviously unable to open the light curtain of the formation in front of them.

This also gave Mo Jiao a great opportunity.

Then he controlled Madam Zhu to attack the light curtain of the formation.

A mid-level magic weapon wrapped in blazing flames was suspended in front of him.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by the sound of burning, the flaming sword instantly turned into a phantom and fell heavily on the light curtain of the formation.

The blazing flames instantly swept across the entire light curtain.

"Boom!"

The pale white light curtain of the formation also continued to sway and crumble, as if it would break at any time.

"Not even close!"

Madam Zhu muttered softly and tapped the rattan whip at her waist.

It instantly turned into a green shadow, growing in the wind and becoming a thick vine snake whip.

The fifth-level monster Teng Snake had dull eyes as spiritual energy was poured into it.

It opened its bloody mouth and bit the light curtain of the formation hard.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp snapping sound, and the entire formation light curtain shattered.

"opened!"

Madam Zhu showed a look of joy, stretched out her right hand, and grasped the vine snake whip, which was surrounded by green and quickly shrank and wrapped around her right arm.

Escape to the third floor.

After seeing the scene clearly, Mrs. Zhu could not help but stand there in a daze.

On the third level, there was only an emerald green gourd.

It was suspended in mid-air, with light green spiritual mist lingering around it.

"I don't know what grade of magic weapon it is!"

Madam Zhu raised her right hand and pulled hard.

But he found that the emerald green gourd did not move at all.

"Something interesting!"

Madam Zhu chuckled, and the vine snake whip in her hand flew out again, but she did not use spiritual power to activate it.

Instead, it wrapped around the emerald green gourd in the form of a vine whip.

"rise!"

With a strong swing, the emerald green gourd was instantly rolled in front of him.

Madam Zhu did not investigate, but opened her red lips, trying to hide it inside her body.

However, there seemed to be a wall around the emerald green gourd, and no matter how Madam Zhu used her spiritual power, she could not hide it inside her body.

"what?"

Looking at the motionless emerald green gourd in front of her, Mrs. Zhu couldn't help but show joy:
“Could it be an ancient treasure?”

The so-called ancient treasures are magic weapons forged by ancient monks.

Although these magic weapons have only a single magical power, their power is generally extremely great, far beyond the reach of ordinary magic weapons today.

However, due to the special forging methods in ancient times which are very different from those today, it is impossible to absorb it into the body.

"It's a great bargain."

Looking at the ancient treasure gourd in front of him, there was nothing to gain from it.

It can be said that the trip was worthwhile.

"Secret House!"

Madam Zhu looked towards the third side hall and whispered, "I wonder if the golden leaf is still there!"

The whole house is not big, about the size of an ordinary family's living room and bedroom.

The rows of bookshelves were in a mess, having already been cleared out.

(End of this chapter)