Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 322 Digging the ground three feet, the Indigo Ding!
The main hall is extremely spacious, and no one has ever stepped foot in it for thousands of years. It is silent and spotless.

Among them, there is only an ancient well with a radius of several tens of feet. A thick spiritual power overflows from the well, which is clearly an outlet of spiritual veins.

Until now, after seeing the ancient well in the main hall, Duanchou confirmed what he thought in his heart. The ground veins near Shenmu Cliff were indeed gathered into the cave by the power of the Five Elements Sect, forming a majestic aura that was full of vitality. The endless ancient well.

But now, Gujing is still the same, things are different.

Looking at the empty hall, Duanyou only feels lonely. Thinking back to the ancient times, the disciples of the Five Elements Sect sat around the ancient well and listened to the Dharma.

At this time, Duanchou stood alone in the hall, feeling that the wider it was, the more empty it seemed, and he couldn't help sighing.

Shaking his head in disappointment, he sighed sadly, the Internet writing routine is not absolute, except for this ancient well with aura as thick as water in this hall, there is nothing else. The relics and traces seem to have to go to other places.

Although I thought so, before Duanchou left, I still used my spiritual sense to scan the hall from the top of the hall to every corner of the jade bricks. Stained, but not even a scratch.

Since there was no result, Duanchou didn't stay any longer, and immediately walked towards the side hall. Along the way, Duanchou was as careful as a hair, and he didn't miss any gap where there might be treasures, and he didn't relax his guard at all.

Arriving at the gate of the side hall, Duanchou looked over expectantly.

The side hall is not big, it is square, and it is clear at a glance, there are only a few futons, it looks like a place to sit and discuss Taoism, there is nothing strange, it is the same as the main hall.

Duanchou shook his head, turned around immediately, and didn't bother wasting time, turned into a sword light and went to the apse.

When he reached the entrance of the back hall, Duanchou stopped his sword light and looked inside carefully again, but he didn't have much hope in his heart.

The apse is a shrunken main hall, with several small fighting platforms, which seem to be for the disciples to perform and practice by themselves.

However, different from the previous two halls, there are a few more rooms in the back hall, and the gates are closed.

There are no signs on the several gates, and it seems that they can only go in one by one to check. Duanchou's heart moved slightly, he scanned it with his spiritual sense, immediately took out the suzerain token, and walked over.

As he thought, there were restrictions on the gates of these houses, but Duanchou had the suzerain's token in his hand, so he was able to walk unimpeded, and directly pushed open the nearest gate.

The room is spacious and bright, as spotless as a hall. It looks like a study room, with bookshelves lining the surrounding walls.

However, apart from some ancient classics that were gray and yellowed, there was nothing left on the bookshelf.

There used to be an imprint of calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall next to it, but now it is empty, only a broken scroll, which is too decayed to be read again.

Obviously not a magic weapon.

Walking to the side of the bookshelf, Duanchou casually reached out to pick up an ancient book, but as soon as his hand touched the bookshelf, the whole bookshelf turned into a pile of dust and dissipated loudly.

Fortunately, Duanchou retreated in time, so that he was not surrounded by rising smoke and dust.

After all, after tens of millions of years, although the concierge restriction is still there, some things will inevitably decay after all. Fortunately, these ancient books are well preserved and there is nothing wrong with them.

Duanchou waved away the smoke and dust in the house with a flick of his sleeve, and immediately flipped through the contents of the ancient book in his hand, only to find that what was recorded in it was not a classic of exercises.

It's a disciple's experience of cultivating Taoism, as well as various difficulties and puzzles, and even travel and knowledge, which is just like a diary of cultivating immortals, or a personal biography is more appropriate.

"It seems that this is only a place where the disciples of the Five Elements Sect practice martial arts and discuss Taoism, and it does not involve the inheritance of the sect's Taoism." Duanchou exchanged a few ancient books, read a few, and shook his head in disappointment.

The ancient books in the house all recorded some anecdotes and anecdotes, and the scriptures and biographies I got thought of did not contain any descriptions of Taoism and supernatural powers.

However, in the spirit of digging three feet into the ground, Duanchou put away the thoughts that he has never let go. These things are useless to him, but they are of some value to his disciples to learn by analogy and increase their knowledge.

Putting away these scriptures and ancient books, Duanchou looked in the room for a while, but found nothing worth taking away, then went out and continued to enter the second portal.

As soon as you enter the door, you will be faced with a huge embroidered cauldron that is more than two people tall. It is almost unnecessary to ask, this must be a refining room.

On the other side of the wall are small jade grids, which should be filled with refining materials, but there are restrictions covering them, but it is difficult to see what they are.

His eyes flickered, Duanchou was not in a hurry to look at the items in the Jade Pavilion, but walked to the side, stretched out his hand and put it on the body of Juding, his spiritual sense penetrated, and it didn't take long, and soon there was a result.

"Master, I'm not talking about you. You are also the master of the sect anyway. Why do you keep looking at this broken cauldron? Thousands of years have passed. Even if it used to be a treasure, it has decayed like this now. What's the use of coming here?" ?”

Xiao Hei, who was lying lazily on Duanchou's shoulders, endured it for so long, he really couldn't stand it any longer, it was too shameful, he was also the master of a sect anyway, why did he become like this after entering this hall Are you skinless?
Even if we are here to hunt for treasures, we still have to be a little graceful, so pay attention to eating!
This does not let go of every brick and tile, and even puts away the insights of this disciple, what does it mean?
Now this posture, even broken copper and iron?

Can I be a little more polite? !

Xiao Hei slandered in his heart, his face turned red with embarrassment, but he still took care of Duanchou's face, and said it as carefully and tactfully as possible.

"decay?"

Hearing this, Duanchou shook his head with a smile, and didn't say much. There were traces of red fire coming out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and then, a mass of red flames, floating and dancing in his outstretched palm. .

"boom"

Lie Yan let go of Lie Yan, turned into a flowing fire and flying rainbow, and fell into the cauldron in an instant. Almost in an instant, there was a loud "boom", and a red pillar of fire wrapped the entire cauldron and soared into the sky, burning to the roof. .

It took about a quarter of an hour before the crimson pillar of fire gradually shrank and weakened until it disappeared, leaving only a blue smoke curling up and wrapping around the roof.

In the original place, the cauldron, which was originally rusted and mottled, was completely decayed and dilapidated. At this time, it seemed that the lead was gone and it was reborn from the ashes. It turned into a majestic indigo tripod.

(End of this chapter)