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Among them, there is only an ancient well with a radius of dozens of zhang, and a thick spiritual power overflows from the well, which is clearly a spiritual vein outlet.

Until now, seeing this ancient well in the main hall, I have confirmed what I thought in my heart, the leylines near the Shenmu Cliff were indeed gathered into this cave by the power of the Five Elements Sect, forming a majestic and endless ancient well.

But now, the ancient well is still the same, and things are different.

Looking at the empty hall, I felt lonely and sorrowful, and thought of the ancient times, when the disciples of the Five Elements Sect sat around the ancient well and listened to the scene, not to mention the prosperity, but it was by no means cold.

At this time, this sorrowful person stood in this hall, only to feel that the wider it was, the more empty it looked, and he couldn't help but sigh a little.

Shaking his head with a little disappointment, he sighed in his heart, the online text routine is really not absolute, except for this ancient well with viscous aura like water in this hall, there are no other items, if you want to get any treasures and traces of powerful predecessors, it seems that you can only go to other places.

Although he thought so, before leaving, he still used his divine sense again to sweep the hall from the top of the hall to the jade bricks, and the result was self-evident, the hall was empty and clean, but there was not even a scratch.

Since there was no result, the sorrow no longer stayed, and immediately stepped towards the side hall, along the way, the sorrow was as careful as a hair, did not miss any gap that could hide the treasure, and did not relax the guard a little.

When I arrived at the door of the side hall, I looked at the past with anticipation.

The side hall is not big, boxy, the eyes are clear, at a glance, there are only a few futons, it looks like a place to sit and talk about the Tao, there is nothing strange, and the main hall is the same.

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

When he arrived at the door of the apse, he stopped his sword light and looked inside carefully, but he didn't have much hope in his heart.

The apse is a shrunken hall, with several small fighting platforms, which seem to be for the disciples to perform and practice the Fa by themselves, and it looks also clear at a glance, and there is no abnormality in the slightest.

However, unlike the first two halls, there are several more rooms in this apse, and the door is closed.

There are no marks on several gates, and it seems that they can only go in one by one to investigate, and their hearts are slightly moved, and their divine sense swept it, and they immediately took out the sect master token and walked over.

As he thought, there were prohibitions on the doors of these rooms, but with the Sect Master Token in his hand, he was able to move unhindered and directly pushed open the nearest door.

The room is bright and spacious, as clean as a large hall, and looks like a study, surrounded by a wall lined with bookshelves.

However, apart from some ancient books with gray and yellow, there is nothing left on the shelves.

There used to be an imprint of calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall next to it, but now it was empty, only a broken scroll, which was rotten and could no longer be seen.

Obviously not a magic weapon.

Walking to the bookshelf, he reached out and picked up an ancient book at will, but as soon as his hand touched the bookshelf, the entire bookshelf directly turned into a pile of dust and dissipated.

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

After all, after tens of millions of years, although the gatehouse ban is still there, some things are inevitably decaying after all, but fortunately, these ancient books are well preserved and there is nothing to do.

Broken sorrow swept away the smoke and dust in the house, and immediately flipped through the contents of the ancient books in his hand, but found that the things recorded in it were not any exercise books.

It is a disciple's experience and understanding of the Tao, as well as all kinds of difficulties and puzzles, and even travel and experience, and it is more appropriate to live and get rid of it as a diary of a cultivator, or a personal biography.

"It seems that this is just a place for the disciples of the Five Elements Sect to practice martial arts and discuss the Dao, and it does not involve the inheritance of the Dao of the sect. After changing a few ancient books and reading a few articles, he shook his head in disappointment.

These ancient books in the house are all recorded in some strange stories, and the biography of the scriptures and chapters that I have obtained and thought, and there is no description of the Taoist powers.

However, in the spirit of digging three feet into the ground, there is a thought that he has not let go, and it doesn't matter if he is worried, these things are useless to him, but they are still somewhat valuable to the disciples who are subordinate to him and increase their knowledge.

Putting away these ancient scriptures, he looked in the room for a while, and found nothing worth taking away, so he walked out and continued to enter the second portal.

As soon as you enter the door, you will be greeted by a giant tripod that is more than two people tall and embroidered, and you don't need 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 forbidden covers on them, but it is difficult to see what they are.

His eyes flickered, and he didn't rush to see the items in the Jade Pavilion, but walked to the side, stretched out his hand and stuck to Juding's body, and his divine sense penetrated, and it didn't take long for the results to be there.

"Master, it's not me saying you, you are also the master of a sect, what are you doing looking at this broken ding, thousands of years have passed, even if it used to be a treasure, now it has decayed like this, what's the use of coming?"

Xiao Hei, who was lazy and lying on his shoulder, endured it for so long, he really couldn't stand it, this is too embarrassing, he is also the master of a sect, why has he become so skinless and faceless since he entered this hall?

Even if we're here to hunt for treasures, we have to be a little graceful, so pay attention to the food!

This doesn't let go of brick by brick, and even the disciple's perception and experience have to be put away, what does it mean?

Now this posture is even about breaking copper and iron?

Can you be a little disciplined?!

Xiao Hei slandered in his heart, and the dragon's face was red, but he still took care of his sorrowful face, and tried to say it as carefully as possible.

"Decay?"

Hearing this, he shook his head with a smile, and didn't say much, there was a trace of red fire coming out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and then, a red flame like a fiery sun was suspended and beating in his outstretched palm.

"Boom"

The flame took off his hand, turned into a flying rainbow of flowing fire, and disappeared into the Ding furnace in an instant, almost in an instant, a loud "boom" came out, and a red pillar of fire wrapped the entire Ding Vessel soaring into the sky, burning and the roof was forbidden.

After about a quarter of an hour, the pillar of crimson fire gradually shrank and weakened, until it disappeared, leaving only a cloud of green smoke rising and winding around the roof.

In situ, the original rusty mottled, full of decay and dilapidation of the Ding furnace, at this time as if the lead is gone, reborn in the fire, into a bright and extinguished, magnificent indigo treasure ding.