With the Bull Demon King on his behalf, Chen Yang looked through the classics collected by the Gai family out of boredom.
Every time I saw a book, I opened it and browsed through it.
When he comes across a jade slip, he picks it up, puts it on his forehead, and reads it with his spiritual thoughts.
The more he watched, the faster Chen Yang's steps became and the more hasty his movements became, as if he was just watching a scene on a horse.
"wrong!"
"Absolutely not right."
A jade slip in Chen Yang's hand fell down. I don't know whether it was a problem of age, or Chen Yang was in a turbulent mood and failed to control the overflow of spiritual power, so that when the jade slip fell to the ground, it turned into powder.
This scene, if it were a casual cultivator outside, it would not be surprising that he would be so distressed that he would go crazy.
Chen Yang didn't care at all.
Because what is recorded in this jade slip is the technique of transporting five ghosts.
This five-ghost transportation is not a complete spell system that includes advanced steps, but a simple five-ghost transportation training method, which follows the route of torturing the Yin spirits in the main world.
Chen Yang didn't take it seriously because these things were only a small part of what he had control over.
He has fully mastered the more complete, more orderly, and follow-up five ghost transportation system spells, but it is only limited to his cultivation level and whether he can use them or not.
Chen Yang was so stunned that after he escaped from the jade slip, his eyes were like lightning. He first glanced at the things he had flipped over hastily and carelessly, and then flipped through the subsequent information more roughly and recklessly.
There were many shelves of information, enough to make the monks outside the sect jealous, and the precious information that saved the monks within the sect countless time and torture, was scattered all over the place.
Among them, there are many scattered pages and cracked jade slips.
Chen Yang didn't care at all.
"Unexpectedly..."
Chen Yang murmured to himself in shock: "It's all the information in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave."
"How can this be?!"
"Something's wrong!"
"Absolutely something is wrong!"
Chen Yang was extremely certain that this place was not the real secret treasure of the Gai family.
The reason is very simple. All the information he hastily flipped through, including all the subsequent bookshelves, were all recorded in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons.
"Where in this world are there so many coincidences?"
"What's more, this is a secret treasure left by the Gai family, a family that has cultivated immortality for thousands of years."
"No matter how downcast and marginalized the Gai family is, they are still a family of immortal cultivators under the Yin Demon Sect."
"Their descendants are qualified to join the sect. At least they start as servant disciples of the outer sect and are qualified to enjoy the special treatment in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave."
"Under such circumstances, how unreasonable is it for the Gai family to leave behind a pile of immortal cultivation materials that are all available in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave?"
"It's like a celebrity family. Generations of artists have extraordinary relationships with the third, fourth, and sixth generations, from Zhang Yimou to Ning Hao and Xu Zheng. Then they honestly treat a certain director's business card as a family heirloom, passing it on from generation to generation.
It is passed down through generations and regarded as family heritage.”
"is it possible?"
"Absolutely impossible!"
Chen Yang sneered.
"Good guy."
"What a great guy."
"He actually gave me a trick within a trick."
"The ancestral graves are real ancestral graves, and this storehouse is also a real storehouse."
"Are the two places all used to conceal the real information about the Fuxing family?"
"Very good, I'm interested."
Chen Yang's eyes swept again, like lightning and thunder, sweeping across this place where he had already identified it as a hidden treasure.
Up and down, left and right, front and back...
Finally, Chen Yang's eyes narrowed and fell on a mirror.
In the library, there are also many daily ritual instruments.
For example, futon can clear the mind and calm the energy, and has the effect of alleviating the erosion of evil spirits;
For example, there is a screen with formation fluctuations on it, which is the formation eye of the entire flat-topped mountain;
Another example is a chamber pot, made entirely of fine gold, with inscriptions engraved on the inside. It can trigger strong suction, and it can absorb the filth of the grain cycle on the outside. It can suck monks in and wear away their magic realm...
However, among so many various daily objects with the nature of magic weapons, Chen Yang saw an ordinary mirror.
It was a bronze mirror, two sizes larger than a man's face. It was polished so finely that the light could be discerned.