Nor is her focus on the splendid seat at the top.

But, isn't there any other useful information in it, such as experience, or some powerful weapons passed down from previous generations?

No matter what it is, it is better than having nothing now!

"Come with me."

Qingliu glanced at the golden throne above, and there was a complicated light passing through his eyes, but it was not greedy or eager, but rather a bit sad.

How many people have lost everything else and their names for this chair. In the end, they have gained nothing and have not been able to sit on that chair. In the end, they can only become people waiting to be killed in this sacrificial hall.

The furnishings inside the crystal coffin are viewed by future generations.

Qingliu looked away and led Rong Xiyue towards a side door next to the main hall. Before walking, he reminded Rong Xiyue,

"Follow me." After saying that, fearing that Rong Xiyue might have some rebellious mentality and not follow him, he added another sentence at the end, "I'm not familiar with it either. The priest just told me that it should be inside."

No matter how you go, you should follow me closely and don't get lost. There are various traps inside, and any magic will be ineffective inside."

Qingliu's voice was very solemn. He told Rong Xiyue, after all, everyone will be prosperous and everyone will suffer. If they are like this now, they are like grasshoppers tied to a thread. If Rong Xiyue comes out,

If something happens, Qingliu will definitely have no good results. Moreover, Rong Xiyue is the best person who can go to the gate with him. Others are not suitable for her.

Rong Xiyue nodded. Could it be that she looked like a troublemaker?!

However, Rong Xiyue did not explain this to Qingliu. Instead, she turned around and glanced around, then followed Qingliu and entered the side door.

The side door was built into the stone wall. After Qingliu bit his finger on the wall and drew characters on it, the stone door opened.

"Only the blood of Qingmen people can open this stone door."

After he finished speaking, his handsome face was filled with some unknown emotion. Without looking back at Rong Xiyue, he paused at the door before getting in.

Rong Xiyue didn't think anything of it and followed directly.

It was dark inside the gate, and nothing could be seen clearly. There seemed to be no road ahead, but there seemed to be a road. Qingliu was walking in front, and Rong Xiyue found that when he got here, it felt like there was something in the air oppressing him.

Like his blood and nerves, the magic, and even his own spiritual essence, seemed to be compressed in his blood and nerves. The stimulation at this time was simply unusable.

Inside the hall, only the sound of the two people walking forward could be heard. After walking about ten steps, there was a sudden flash of light in front of them. The candles on the walls on both sides lit up.

At this time, they were in a passage. This passage seemed to be carefully crafted. The walls of the passage were very smooth. There were some torches on both sides. The light that illuminated the passage was illuminated by the torches.

"Then what exactly did the priest Jiligulu say to you?"

Rong Xiyue looked at the passage, and then looked back. Sure enough, the way he came from just now seemed to have disappeared, and he could only move forward, forward, and forward again.

"The place we are in now does not actually belong to this continent. It is a space dug out from that world. It can also be regarded as a plane created by the ancestors of Qingmen and Jade Pavilion. In this space

In the plane, there are treasures placed here by the ancestors, as well as some things and weapons about the new world. However, the ancestors are very..."

When Qingliu said this, his expression was a little distorted, as if he didn't know what to say next. He paused for a moment before continuing, "The ancestors were wiser. We must find the things they left behind.

Only those who are destined can see it, so the weapons that can be found in each generation are different from those in the new world."

"Oh, you mean your ancestors were very treacherous, right?"

Rong Xiyue directly exposed what Qingliu had been holding back for a long time and said it out.

There was a hint of embarrassment on Qingliu's face, but if there was really no way to refute it, if the ancestors hadn't broken the rules, maybe people from Qingmen or Jade Pavilion would have opened the door to the new world long ago.

, where is the need for this? It has taken countless generations of hard work!

The secret door, and this basement.

No matter how Rong Xiyue looked at it, she felt like she was robbing a tomb. Perhaps it wasn't that the ancestors were treacherous, but that this place itself was a tomb built by those old guys for themselves, and there were hidden things inside that they didn't know they were alive.

The treasures were collected from somewhere, but even in this tomb, they are difficult to find.

This passage is very long, Qingliu's steps have always been regular, and Rong Xiyue followed without any mistakes. She didn't want to touch any mechanism and then be injured by messy things.

"This is actually a tomb, right? Your ancestors didn't ask you to come here to find treasures, right? You came here to rob the tomb, right?"

Rong Xiyue couldn't help but speak, and the words she said made Qingliu's face turn red and white again, but fortunately, it was very dark in the secret passage, so Qingliu's face could not be seen at all.

Changes in facial expressions.

After all, what Rong Xiyue told was the truth, which suddenly exposed the bright side of Qingmen and made Qingliu feel a little confused.

After all, they all knew in their hearts that this was an act of tomb robbing, but when an outsider said it directly, the feeling was quite...

"This is the passage outside, but the real... tomb is inside. Follow me closely."

Now that he had said this, Qingliu was not polite or concealed, and directly said the following words.

After opening the passage door, there was another stone door. The torch in Qingliu's hand was shining forward. In a flash of lightning, Rong Xiyue suddenly seemed to remember something and suddenly pulled Qingliu who was walking in front back.

Unfortunately, it was a step too late, Qingliu had already stretched out the torch he used to explore the way.

When Rong Xiyue dragged Qingliu back, the temperature and light of the torch directly touched the mechanism in front. There was only a clicking sound, and the stone slabs paved under the passage in the back were like living things.

Like him, he rushed towards Rong Xiyue and Qingliu in front.
Chapter completed!