There was a dead silence in the cave, which made Ye Yinfeng feel numb in his heart, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet down, and the more he walked inside, the darker it became. The nameless depression suddenly came up, and the whirring wind poured straight out from the inside, and he shivered as he walked slowly.

The fat man Li Xiaoyao had long since disappeared, and he couldn't even hear his footsteps. It is estimated that he has long been left behind, and he has run as fast as he can to find his treasure.

Ye Yinfeng gritted his teeth with hatred for the fat man in his heart, and couldn't stop scolding him secretly. Thankfully, the stone steps under his feet were not slippery, so there was no danger in the dark cavern. There was no sign of any other animal in the cave, and although the stone steps under his feet were a little bumpy, there was nothing to stumble on, otherwise he would not have known how many times he would have fallen.

He didn't know how long he had walked, and he didn't know how far he had walked from the mouth of the cave, where time and space seemed to be without a trace. The silent cavern was like a giant ethereal dissolver, except for the whirring of the wind, all that remained was the sound of his own footsteps slowly descending.

Ye Yinfeng held his breath, his whole body was running with true qi, and his senses had been greatly improved under the operation of this true qi. He always keeps an eye on everything around him in case something unexpected happens.

A nervous heart and undivided concentration made dense beads of sweat appear in his palms, and bean-sized beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Although he was blown by the cold wind blowing in his face, which made him feel a burst of coldness soak into his heart, he felt that the deeper he went, the true qi in his body seemed to boil, as if a fire was burning.

Such a contradictory state of mind made him feel puzzled, and he wanted to ask the fat man, but at this time he had already lost his trace, so he had to give up and continue to walk slowly.

This cave is not ordinarily deep, but still going down the stone steps, where the stone steps in this cave lead, Ye Yinfeng was very puzzled in his heart. This small stone staircase path has left traces of chiseling on the left, right and above, and its amount of work can be seen to be not ordinarily large.

But what made Ye Yinfeng even more strange was who built the bottomless cave, could it be the hugging puffer, but this conclusion was immediately denied by him. He had heard Li Xiaoyao say that this hugger had only stayed in Sanqing Mountain for a period of time, and he was mainly alchemist in Sanqing Mountain, so he didn't have the energy to build such a huge cave at all.

While pondering the various speculations of the cave, he held on to the stone wall and walked down cautiously.

In the secluded and cold cave, Ye Yinfeng trembled, listening to the sound of his heartbeat and the "rustling" of his feet, and the sound of the wind whirring in his ears.

Ahead, a faint light suddenly appeared in front of him, and the long-lost light finally appeared. Although it was a faint light, it was like a guiding light, and it warmed his whole body in an instant.

Finally, after walking down the winding stone steps, there was a stone gate in front of me, and the faint light came from the stone gate, which was still the same stone gate that required people to bend their bodies to enter.

After walking into the stone door, Ye Yinfeng felt a sense of relief all over his body, this is a spacious stone room, surrounded by several copper mirrors, and there is a faint light above the stone room that shoots into this stone room. The faint light shone on a bronze mirror, and then reflected from this bronze mirror to another bronze mirror, and so on and so on, making the stone chamber illuminate a lot.

Ye Yinfeng looked at the spacious stone room while looking for the figure of the fat man. To his surprise, he searched all the stone chambers, but he didn't look at Li Xiaoyao. There was nothing but the light reflected by the bronze mirrors and the dark stone walls, and there was no trace of the fat man.

Li Xiaoyao seemed to have disappeared from here, and the end of this stone staircase was this stone room, and there was no other place. His puzzled gaze swept around again, and found that there were a total of seven bronze mirrors in the stone room. They are arranged in different directions, and their directions are also inconsistent, but the surprise is that each bronze mirror can reflect the beam of light in all corners of this stone chamber.

There is no certain rule in the placement of the seven-sided copper, and Ye Yinfeng can't think of a reason for it after meditating. As he followed the beams of light that shot all over the stone wall, he noticed something unusual.

Each beam of light illuminates a different stone wall from the others, the rock is obviously a little lighter than the others, and the rock where the beam shines has some peculiar runes carved into it. Those peculiar runes seem to be fonts, but they are not the fonts we use today.

Ye Yinfeng came to a rock, looked at the strange runes, but couldn't see what it meant. There were two or three strange runes in each light, and the font seemed to be a relatively old script. Judging from those carved traces, these characters are at least thousands of years old, but even if they are written thousands of years ago, they should be recognizable according to Ye Yinfeng's experience.

But at this time, these strange character patterns did not seem to be the words he was familiar with, and the characters in each place were different, a total of seven. Although he didn't know these character patterns, he could feel that one of his heartstrings seemed to be touched, and each character pattern seemed to contain some kind of special power.

The Tai Halal Qi in his body involuntarily operated, and every time he went to a place with character patterns, the Tai Halal Qi in his body was running very violently, but the degree of intensity in each place was not consistent. These character patterns seem to have a strange connection with the Tai Halal Qi in his body, which can have a subtle resonance.

But there is no energy fluctuation in these character patterns, and what makes the too pure qi in his body run on his own is every stroke and every stroke of the character pattern. It was the first time he had encountered such a strange situation, but he was helpless and couldn't figure it out at all.

If the fat man Li Xiaoyao was here, maybe he might know the secret, but there was no trace of the fat man in this spacious stone room with a panoramic view. This made Ye Yinfeng feel bitter for a while, but the treasure that the fat man Li Xiaoyao said was nowhere to be found.

There is only this stone room at the end of this stone step, and there is no other place, can this fat man not be able to escape, Ye Yinfeng, who was full of doubts, couldn't help but observe this stone room carefully again.

There was nothing else in the chamber but the seven bronze mirrors, and the light that pierced through the chamber came down from the center of the top of the chamber. It was just a small hole the size of a bowl, and he didn't know what was beyond the big hole. Unless the fat man turned into a rat and could get out of the big hole in the bowl, he would not have disappeared from this stone chamber.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Ye Yinfeng's mind, and two of them emerged in his mind. Thinking of these two words, he instinctively trembled all over, because the experience in the Zhang family in Raozhou made him unforgettable, and he will be very jealous of these two words in this life.

In fact, he had thought of this layer a long time ago, but his instinctive reaction made him ignore the past, and only this possibility would Li Xiaoyao disappear into this stone room. Thinking of this, he began to have a clue in his heart, and walked around the stone chamber and carefully observed, hoping to find the key to the mechanism as soon as possible.

He walked around the stone chamber a few times and didn't find anything suspicious, and in a hurry, he secretly scolded the fat man a few more times. It's also to blame Li Xiaoyao for not telling him clearly before disappearing, otherwise he would have to go back the same way.

After entering Baoshan, how could he return empty-handed, Ye Yinfeng forced his mind down and supervised himself to slowly return to calm. Since there is a mechanism here, you can find the key part to open it.

The Tai Halal Qi in his body churned incessantly, which made him feel inexplicably upset. When he walked next to a character, it happened that the set of character patterns was the one that made his Tai Halal Qi run the most violently. A violent rush of annoyance rushed into his mind, making it impossible for him to control it.

The Tai Pure Qi in his whole body suddenly became manic, and his whole body was filled with turbulent True Qi, and the blood vessels in his whole body seemed to be about to crack. The sensation is like the taste of being burned by fire, burning and painful.

Feeling the burning pain of his whole body, Ye Yinfeng couldn't control the violent true air flow, causing his hands to wave involuntarily. Unbeknownst to him, his hand slapped at the strange character pattern as it danced.

Unconsciously aware of it, he was suddenly attracted by a powerful attraction, which was like a magnet with a strong magnetic field meeting a small piece of iron, making him unable to move for half a minute. And what sucks the body is the weird character pattern.

A "boom" sound came from Ye Yinfeng's mind, and his body was uncontrollably sucked by a vortex, and it was pitch black in front of him. And his body was sucked in by the swirling attraction, constantly spinning. A painful dizziness came through his mind, and a moment later he was stunned by the swirling attraction.

Soon, Ye Yinfeng felt that his body had been slammed to the ground, and a huge pain in his bones woke him up from that vertigo. He opened his eyes, and the intense whirlwind of vertigo was still spinning in his brain, and he couldn't help but shake his head in a delirium.

It was only when the whirling vertigo slowly subsided that he regained his senses, and then he raised his head and looked around. At the same time, he also reached out and touched the part of his bone that was in great pain, and found that it was only a slight injury and did not break the bone, so he was relieved, otherwise his treasure had not been found, and the bone was broken, wouldn't it be a big loss.

After secretly cursing the fat man in his heart, he also got up from the ground, and the huge pain in his whole body made him grit his teeth and crack his mouth.

This is still a stone room, a small night pearl above illuminates this stone room, this is a stone room that is more than two feet square. There are three bookshelves on each side of the stone room, the bookshelves are not very large, only three floors, and one stone wall is empty.

Ye Yinfeng walked towards the bookcase closest to him, picked up the book on the shelf, and saw that the binding year of this book seemed to be relatively old, and the yellowed paper still had some musty smell. He casually opened a worn-out book and read it.

It was just a book about Taoism, the origins of Taoism, and some of the famous Taoists. This row of books was all turned over by Ye Yinfeng, and at the same time, he also had a new understanding of the Daomen in his heart. It's just that this kind of bookcase doesn't have a great effect on him, and he just looks at it like a quick glance.

As for the books on the other row of bookshelves, all of them are some Taoist alchemy, according to legend, in the pre-Qin period, there were Taoist ancestors who refined the elixir of life, which determined the status of Taoist alchemy. Ye Yinfeng only smiled slightly at this, and didn't take it seriously, what he was seeking was a martial arts avenue, immortality was just a passing moment for him, and the way of alchemy was not what he wanted.

After reading the books on the two shelves, he was full of hope for the last one of the bookshelves, hoping that this was the martial arts cultivation book of a certain Taoist ancestor, otherwise it would not be in vain for him to suffer so much to break into this place.

He walked hopefully to the last bookshelf, and where he saw it, the rows of bookcases seemed to have turned into incomparably profound martial arts techniques, as well as infinitely powerful swordsmanship.

Delighted, he picked up a yellowed book, the pages of which were almost turned into dust, and with a little effort, the book would immediately turn into dust and fly into the stone chamber.

What made him feel depressed was that the font used in this shabby old book was something he didn't recognize, and he only recognized the three big characters on the cover, "Imperial Sword Technique", while the contents of the book were written in some strange characters. This character felt a little familiar to him, and suddenly, he thought that the characters he saw in the stone chamber at the end of the stone steps were very similar to the characters in this book. But he felt that the content should not be the same, so he quickly flipped through the book again, and found that he didn't know any of the words in it. When the book is used, he can't help but sigh.

Looking at the three big words "Imperial Sword Technique" on the cover, he presented in his mind the scene of the imperial sword flying and killing the enemy thousands of miles away, but he didn't know a word of the content in this book, let alone cultivating the so-called imperial sword technique.

Since he didn't recognize the characters in this book, he went out of this stone room to find someone who could recognize the characters to explain, and he immediately took the book into his arms. Then I picked up another book casually, read it carefully, and found that although the books here are all some internal skills, none of them are comparable to his and "Taiqing Jue", and I can't help but feel that all thoughts are lost.

He didn't want to stop there, so he picked up the books one by one and carefully flipped through them.

He didn't know how long it had been, and he didn't know how many books he had read, but he felt that he had lived here for a long time, and he had no concept of time.

He flipped through the entire bookshelf, including the secrets of swordsmanship, fist techniques, knife techniques, and some internal strength methods of other sects. This bookshelf brings together the martial arts of various sects in the martial arts, but there is no martial arts secret that he can look at.