Chapter 69 is full of treasures!
Inside the palace.
Everyone followed Zhao Kongfeng closely, like travelers groping in the dark, carefully going deep into this mysterious palace.
As we gradually go deeper, the interior of the palace seems to be shrouded in a thick layer of fog, filled with an old atmosphere.
The breath seemed like a thick curtain accumulated over time, making people's breathing become heavier unconsciously.
Dim light seeped in from the sporadic gaps in the wall, but it was unable to dispel the thick darkness. Instead, everyone's sight was greatly restricted.
Every step they take is testing the unknown abyss, and they may step on unknown dangers at any time.
The sound of everyone's heartbeats was particularly clear in this silent space.
As they walked like this, a tall and majestic gate suddenly appeared in front of them.
This door stands there quietly like an ancient guardian.
Its material looks ancient but sturdy, with the traces of time deeply imprinted on its surface.
The door is carved with complex and mysterious lines, which are intertwined with each other to form strange patterns, as if whispering unknown secrets.
Everyone gathered around with curiosity, trying to open this mysterious door.
"Let me try!"
Someone shouted, and they saw him striding up to Danmen and pushing with all his strength. His face turned red from the exertion, and veins popped out on his forehead, but the door still did not move at all.
When the others saw this, they immediately spread out and searched carefully for possible mechanisms on the walls, not missing any tiny corner.
However, after searching for a long time, still to no avail.
"Damn it, what a broken thing! I slashed it with my knife!"
A disciple of the Dynasty cursed angrily and tried to pry open the crack of the door with the weapon in his hand. The harsh sound of the metal colliding with the stone door echoed in the empty palace.
However, no matter how hard he tried, the door still stood there firmly like an insurmountable mountain.
At this moment, Zhao Kongfeng, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.
: "According to the historical records of Dayuan Palace, you can try dripping blood on the doors of such tombs."
His voice sounded particularly clear in this silent space.
When everyone heard this, they immediately looked hesitant and looked at each other with hesitation in their eyes.
In such a place full of unknowns and mysteries, any decision you make may be a matter of life or death.
No one dares to take this dangerous step easily.
After all, no one knows what terrible consequences a drop of blood will have.
Seeing everyone's hesitation, Zhao Kongfeng snorted coldly, a trace of disdain flashing across his face.
He stepped forward, came to the door, and cut his wrist without hesitation, and blood gushed out instantly.
He put his wrist close to the door and let the blood drip on it drop by drop. As soon as the blood touched the door, it seemed to be quickly sucked in by an invisible, powerful and greedy force, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, leaving no trace.
Immediately afterwards, the door began to undergo strange changes.
The originally dim lines suddenly shone with a strange light. The light was like flowing flames, constantly flickering and jumping, as if there was life.
The color of the light is unpredictable, sometimes as bright as blood, sometimes as blue as ice, giving people an extremely uneasy feeling.
It was accompanied by a low and heavy roar, as if it was a roar from ancient times.
The door slowly opened, and a stale smell rushed in like a tide.
The smell is mixed with the smell of dust and the vicissitudes of time, making people frown a little when smelling it.
The door opened, and everyone's eyes eagerly looked inside. They were stunned by the sight in front of them and were speechless for a long time.
"How is this possible?" "There is such a place inside this palace..."
"Is this the treasure house of an ancient power?"
I saw that the space inside was extremely wide and filled with a dazzling array of magical weapons.
The light flickers and reflects each other, making it dazzling, as if you are in a fantasy treasure house.
Someone immediately rushed over, picked up the nearest book of exercises and checked it, and suddenly lost his voice in shock: "The invisible body method of changing the body?"
"What? Apparition? Isn't that the racial secret of an extinct ancient race?"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
Displacement is a hidden body technique that has been lost for thousands of years. It is said that once this technique is mastered, the body will look like a ghost and can change position in an instant, making it elusive.
In battle, a practitioner can shuttle like a phantom, making it impossible for the enemy to catch his figure. This is actually an excellent way to defeat the enemy.
It's a pity that such skills were lost thousands of years ago.
Everyone couldn't hold it any longer and rushed over, picking up the nearby secret weapon and examining it.
"The Immortal Power of the Vajra!"
One person's exclamation once again caused a stir.
Everyone looked quickly and saw that the scroll of martial arts was emitting a primitive light, and the five large characters "Vajra Immortal Kung Fu" were shining with golden light and dazzling.
Legend has it that a highly accomplished person can create a supreme golden body with the indestructible power of Vajra!
If this magical skill can be cultivated to its peak, the golden body will be indestructible and invulnerable to all laws.
Even in the face of the most powerful attacks, it can stand firm like a rock and become truly invincible.
"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Technique!"
"The Divine Weapon Qinggang!"
"Mirror-breaking elixir!"
Exclaims of exclamation arose one after another. When everyone saw these coveted martial arts secret treasures, their excitement was like a flood bursting from the embankment, instantly overflowing with emotion.
Their eyes flashed with greed, and they were so crazy that they instantly lost their minds.
A group of dynasty disciples were like hungry beasts upon seeing plump prey. They rushed into the gate desperately and scrambled to snatch various magical weapons.
The scene suddenly became chaotic, with shouts and quarrels intertwined to form a cacophony of noise.
Some people fight with their companions over a secret book of exercises, punching to the flesh without mercy. Some people hug a magic weapon tightly and refuse to let go, even if they are pulled and dragged by others, and some even pull it out directly. Use weapons to fight against each other.
However, in this chaotic scene, Zhao Kongfeng seemed exceptionally calm.
He was like a bystander who stayed away from the incident, quietly falling at the back of the crowd.
While everyone was immersed in the frenzy of snatching, no one noticed.
His eyes were cold and calm, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.
Zhao Kongfeng turned around slowly and returned to the way he came from without hesitation, his steps were light and fast.
He pressed a secret grid on the wall next to him, and then walked towards the northwest passage, his figure gradually disappearing into the darkness.
As he walked, he muttered to himself: "A bunch of idiots are worthy of being children of the dynasty. I just made up a random reason and they believed it. It's really stupid."
"These skills... haha, they are nothing compared to what I am about to get."
"By the time you find out the truth, I'm afraid you'll be dead already!"
A contemptuous smile appeared on Zhao Kongfeng's face, which was full of disdain and ridicule for everyone.
(End of chapter)