This statue is engraved with a woman. She is wrapped in a plain skirt, with colorful ribbons flying. Her face is exquisitely carved and has a deep charm. She smiles quietly and charmingly. She does not look like an ordinary woman, but like a fairy.
There is such a beautiful statue in the courtyard of the sect leader's mansion, and the statue is made entirely of jade, with the value of pure white jade. Even the layman Ye Yang can see its value and know its preciousness.
Ye Yang couldn't help but guess what the identity of the woman who could be carved with such good materials and placed in the courtyard of the sect leader's mansion was. Could it be that she was Zang Tian's wife? A bold guess emerged in Ye Yang's mind,
In theory, this should be true.
Ye Yang thought, just treating the statue as an important person from Zang Tian, but he didn't know that there was a mechanism hidden in the jade sculpture. Once activated, a road to the outside world would appear.
Ye Yang stayed in front of the jade sculpture for a long time. This lifelike statue looked like a real person. Ye Yang couldn't help but sigh: Zang Tian's wife is so beautiful!
Leaving the statue, Ye Yang walked towards the inner hall, which was the hall of the lord of the Yi Zong clan. In the past, it was difficult for outsiders to enter here, but today, the Yi Zong has ceased to exist in name only. Ye Yang can walk in without hesitation, and in the back room
I sat down on a seemingly nice chair, and no one would disturb my tranquility.
There is still water in the teapot on the table, and there is brewed tea in a cup of tea next to it. It's just that the tea leaves have been steeped for too long, and the color of the water has darkened slightly.
I don’t know if that guy Zang Tian has a chance to wake up. If he robs his house, will he get furious when he wakes up, find him through some wonderful method, and then hunt him down all over the world?
Ye Yang was thinking wildly, but there was a guess in his mind. It was a very rational and practical guess. Even if the ice was lifted and Zang Tian woke up, there would still be no chance of survival.
By that time, the entire Black Rock City will be dominated by wild beasts, and the strength of the wild beasts will gradually recover and reach terrifying levels. It can be said that Black Rock City at that time will be a hell on earth, and Zang Tian, a Xuanzong-level master, will
, it is difficult to survive in the hellish Black Rock City.
What's more, those wild beasts have pointed their finger at Yi Zong. When Zang Tian wakes up, those wild beasts will also wake up. Perhaps, for Zang Tian, waking up is not rebirth, but death.
Ye Yang got up from the chair and looked around. There were no rare treasures in the hall, but only a few antique bottles and jars. Ye Yang poured over the vase and took out the jars, but there was still nothing.
Found something useful. Ye Yang had no interest in these antiques at all.
However, Ye Yang did not say that he would not take it because he was not interested. Those novel and simple gadgets, and all of them were jade items, were all put into the bronze ring by Ye Yang. Who would travel around the world in the future?
No matter when you are short of money, if you have something with you, you can walk straight.
The inner room, yes, the inner room. Ye Yang thought, he always felt that there would be good things in the inner room. After all, in the era he lived in, important things were often placed in the bedroom.
However, Ye Yang ignored the shining gem ring on Zang Tian's hand.
Entering the bedroom, a smell of pine and bamboo hit his nostrils. Zang Tian's bedroom was not as messy as he imagined. Instead, it was neat and spotless. Ye Yang was not interested in studying the men's room, he just messed around in the room.
After searching for a long time, there was no income except a few gold coins.
Then what is that bulging thing? Ye Yang looked at Zang Tian's bedside in surprise, subconsciously focused his attention on the bedside, and walked over quickly.
"Shua~"
Ye Yang lifted up the bedding, and the neat bedding was thrown away by Ye Yang's powerful force. The bedroom was immediately in a mess. As the bedding flew away, Ye Yang's eyes traced back to it, and he suddenly felt embarrassed. Fortunately,
There is no one here, otherwise it would be unharmonious if I made such a big noise.
"This is..." Ye Yang found something good, two slightly yellowed books on the bedside, and picked them up casually and put them in his hands.
"Holy shit! Mysterious Fa!" Looking at the ancient book, Ye Yang was instantly overjoyed. This is a good thing that practitioners dream of. Compared with those who don't have Mysterious Fa, cultivators with Mysterious Fa will be better.
There is a big difference. Basically, only after you have mastered the mysterious method can you be called a true practitioner.
Opening the book, a few blurry handwriting appeared in front of me: "Broken Wind Fist!"
Oh my God! What kind of mysterious method is this? Ye Yang's face instantly darkened. He seemed to have seen Po Feng Fist several times. What does this mean? It means that Po Feng Fist is simply a worthless street vendor.
How could such a mysterious method be found under the pillow of the dignified leader of the Yi Sect?
Is it really the Breaking Wind Fist? Ye Yang read through it several times, but he vaguely felt as if he had mastered something. He waved his fist slightly, and the gloomy wind force gathered in the palm of Ye Yang's palm.
Breaking Wind Fist? Did you learn it like this? However, this mysterious method is still there, and it has not disappeared. Ye Yang clenched his fists in surprise, feeling the breeze surging between his fists.
Sure enough, the feeling was different. Ye Yang tried to incorporate some mysterious power. Unexpectedly, the breeze lingering between his fists gradually increased as the mysterious power increased. Until Ye Yang tried his best to force himself out
After activating all the mysterious power, the entire house was completely ravaged by the strong wind.
"Kang Dang Dang~"
The inkstone on the desk was shaking unsteadily, and graphite was scattered all over the table. Ye Yang tried to use his fist, aiming it at Zang Tian's bed, intending to test the effect of this fist.
"Bang!"
As soon as he thought of it, he took action. The next moment, the wind of fists surged, and his fists with strong winds violently and powerfully attacked the bed. In just a moment, the scene in front of him made Ye Yang stunned.
After more than ten seconds, Ye Yang slowly took a few steps back, staring wide-eyed at the place destroyed by his punch. Zang Tian's large bed was already torn into pieces, and everything on the bed was blown away by the wind.
There was nothing left after the blow, and a big hole actually appeared on the stone ground. Although the hole was not deep, only about twenty centimeters, it completely shocked Ye Yang.
Because he knew that the ground was made of fine marble slabs. Such a hard ground had actually been punched with such a big hole. Not to mention, Ye Yang knew clearly that his fist had no
It has come into contact with the ground. In other words, your fist style is now so powerful?
Such a discovery is really good news that excites Ye Yang. He excitedly put the withered yellow Po Feng Fist Mysterious Technique book into the copper ring. Maybe this kind of mysterious technique will not disappear after learning it once.
So there are other uses for it to stay.
Next, Ye Yang focused his attention on another book in his left hand. That book looked even more shabby, just as dull and colorless, and just as wrinkled. Ye Yang didn't have any expectations, just regarded it as an ordinary mysterious book.
After learning the method, I thought I could learn another mysterious method. After all, I was completely unprepared for the previous Po Feng Fist training.
Slowly opening the old book, Ye Yang glanced at the first page intentionally or unintentionally. Two seemingly vague words came into Ye Yang's eyes clearly. Those two words were relatively dense. This book
It is shabbier than the previous one, and the two words should be more blurry. Why can I see the title of the book just by glancing at it?
"Soul Soul!"
What do these two words mean?
Ye Yang speculated for a while, but didn't have any clue. For this type of book, you can only understand the meaning after reading the content. However, with Ye Yang's level, you may not be able to understand the meaning after reading the content.
"I didn't expect that Yi Zong would have such ancient books."
Just when Ye Yang was about to read the book "Soul Soul", Mr. Xuan's voice suddenly sounded, causing Ye Yang to stop reading. The old man took the initiative to speak, maybe he would know the contents of this book.
and efficacy.
After a long pause, he didn't hear Mr. Xuan speak again. Ye Yang lost his patience. The old guy had to wait until he asked before he would speak.
Simply compromising, now is not the time to save face, Ye Yang coughed lightly and said calmly: "What is the soul?"
Hearing this, Mr.
"Zhenhun is an ancient book. To be precise, more than a thousand years ago, even before I came to this continent, this kind of ancient book was already very scarce. Coupled with so many years of damage, it can be so complete.
It is really not easy to preserve it. This Yi Zong is indeed a powerful sect."
"What's so weird about preserving it? After a long time, it's better to just copy it by hand. You can have as many copies as you want and keep them as long as you want." Ye Yang said disapprovingly.
"Hey! You kid is getting more and more capable. Do you think the ancient book in your hand is just ordinary paper and ink, and it is so easy to write casually?"
"What else?" Ye Yang was a little surprised and said casually, then his right hand slightly felt the material of the paper. The moment it entered his right hand, Ye Yang finally understood the mystery behind Xuan's words.
Indeed, the material does not feel like paper, but rather like the fur of a beast. However, to the naked eye, this is clearly an ordinary book.
Thinking of this, Ye Yang immediately asked: "It seems like this, but I can't see clearly."
"Haha... You're not as arrogant as I thought! It's normal to not see through it, because it's what a master does." Mr. Xuan smiled and praised Ye Yang,
Although Ye Yang didn't want to be praised by Mr. Xuan, he still made his own decisions.
After a pause, Mr. Xuan said in a solemn tone: "This is a book written by a forefather of profound mysticism with his life..."
