What appeared in front of Yang Xuan's eyes was a huge cave, the top of the cave was like an inverted bowl, not very flat, the top of the cave and the surrounding walls did not know what was inlaid with it, like a little star, emitting a soft light, reflecting the entire cave as large as half a football field as day.

In Yang Xuan's sight, there was a flat and smooth ground, and there was nothing, but there was a half-human-high stone platform in the center of the cave, about the size of a basketball court, and on the stone platform, there were eight black coffins, and other than that, there was nothing else.

Yang Xuan's breathing was slightly short, because he had already seen and sensed the spirit stone.

Yes, Spirit Stone.

Just under the eight coffins, the black stone was dotted with a layer of spirit stones.

Yang Xuan flew by, and in an instant he reached the coffin, and what he stepped on was the spirit stone he couldn't find.

This piece of spirit stone was placed next to the coffin like that, and it seemed that someone had deliberately placed it here for some unknown purpose.

Reaching out and picking up a spirit stone, the surging spiritual energy entered the body, and a smile also appeared on Yang Xuan's face, the spirit stone here was of better quality than the spirit stone he had obtained from the Yang family that day, and the spiritual energy in it was more abundant.

However, immediately after that, doubts appeared in his heart, the spirit stone here was obviously placed here by someone for some unknown purpose, and it was not naturally formed, which means that this forbidden place of the Giant Spirit Sect was not the spirit stone vein he was looking for.

Moreover, judging from the dust on the stone platform, these spirit stones should have been placed here for quite a long time.

So, who and where did these spirit stones come from, and where are the real spirit stone veins?

If all the spiritual energy contained in these spirit stones was absorbed by Yang Xuan, it would not be enough for his cultivation to increase significantly.

While thinking about these questions, he was about to put the spirit stones on the ground into the storage ring.

"You can't take these stones, young man. A voice suddenly rang out in a huge space.

Yang Xuan was startled, and under the surge of spiritual energy in his body, the whole person had turned around suddenly, and the golden light instantly appeared beside him, ready to go.

But the next moment, the person who appeared in his sight made him almost can't believe his eyes.

Mai and linen shoes, a tattered firewood knife straddled around his waist, and his beard almost hung down to his chest.

It turned out to be the old man he had met in the Giant Spirit Sect before who couldn't carry a bundle of firewood.

The old man walked over slowly, stood still under the stone platform, and said with a smile on his face: "Don't be nervous, young man, the old man has no malicious intentions, but you really can't take these stones." ”

"Who are you?" Yang Xuan was shocked in his heart, and he paused word by word.

The old man smiled, his open mouth was missing a few front teeth, and his speech was a little leaky: "I? I'm just a woodcutter from Juling Mountain." ”

The woodcutter of Djinn Mountain?

Yang Xuan dispersed the golden moon beside him, and in his feelings, the woodcutter in front of him was still a mortal fetus, and his qi and blood were decaying.

But how could an ordinary old man chopping wood appear here?

Yang Xuan squinted at him, and after a while, he suddenly said, "Where is the thief?"

The old man didn't deny it, shook his head and said, "He's not suitable to appear here, but don't worry, he was just brought back to prison by me." ”

Yang Xuan was silent, in the blink of an eye, he could steal a living person under his nose, and he could also put him back in prison in such a short time, not to mention anything else, this cultivation alone made him frightened.

Humanitarian master.

Except for the master of humanity, he really couldn't think of any other cultivator who could do it quietly, even without Dao.

And the humane master of the Giant Spirit Sect......

Yang Xuan is not stupid, the identity of the old man is about to come out.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan took a deep breath, tried to calm his mood, walked down from the stone platform, and then respectfully hugged his fists at the old man and said, "I've seen my predecessors." ”

The old man chopping wood smiled and waved his hand: "Where am I a senior, but I am just a woodcutter." But my question is, what do you want these rocks for?"

As he spoke, he walked over and picked up a piece of it, looking left and right, his eyes full of confusion.

Yang Xuan thought for a while and said, "Senior, I want to know where this stone came from?"

This is a question he urgently needs to figure out, if he can know the specific source of the spirit stone, the spirit stone in the forbidden land, he can not take it.

Thinking of this, he suddenly reacted that he had been caught in someone's forbidden land, the so-called catching thieves and taking stolen goods, he was now a stolen person.

The old man who chopped wood sighed and said, "Since you started to rescue the thief, I wanted to see what you were looking for, but I didn't expect it to be this stone." ”

He then laughed and said, "If I hadn't put the key there, you thought that little girl Qingqing would have been able to steal it?"

Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

He originally thought that Meng Xingping was secretly helping him, but he didn't expect it to be this old man chopping wood.

Thinking of this, he had doubts in his heart: "Senior, save the thief ......?"

The old man nodded and said, "Although the Giant Spirit Sect is not a big sect, it is not that others come and leave whenever they want, but I just want to see what you want to do." ”

Yang Xuan was silent, even with his old face, he couldn't hold it at the moment, thinking that everything he did was under the noses of others, it was a shame.

He always felt that it was too easy to enter the forbidden land this time, and now it seems that it was all arranged by the old man chopping wood.

The old man who chopped wood looked at him with a smile, and then said, "Now, can you tell me, what is the use of asking for this stone?"

Yang Xuan was silent for a moment, the true effect of the spirit stone was obviously impossible for him to say, but if he made up a lie on the spot, others were not stupid.

After thinking about it for a long time, he really had no choice, so he could only say: "Senior, this kind of stone is very important to me, but to other people, or your faction, it has no effect. ”

The old man chopping wood said: "Who said that it has no effect, I still want to rely on these stones to ensure that the corpse does not rot when I die, if you take away these stones, not only will I not have a suitable cemetery in the future, even if the body of the sleeping ancestor of the Giant Spirit Sect here will rot in two or three days." ”

Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment, the spirit stone can still guarantee that the corpse will not decompose?

But it's not surprising to think about it, the aura has all kinds of wonderful uses, it can ensure that the corpse does not decay, and it is not so unusual, his wood-based aura can do it.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan helplessly threw his hand at the old man chopping wood and said, "Senior, can you tell me where these stones come from?"

The old man looked at him, shook his head slightly, and said, "Since the second generation of my Giant Spirit Sect, these stones have already been here, if you want to ask, just ask the first head." ”

As he spoke, he moved his fingers slightly, pointing to the coffin in the middle.

Yang Xuan was speechless, if the dead man could speak, and the old man who chopped wood did not object, he would definitely open the coffin and ask a question.

"Since you don't want to say it, young man, then forget it, but you can't take this stone, at most let you take a few pieces. The old man chopping wood said with a smile, as if he was selling firewood and bargaining.

Yang Xuan was not polite, and with a wave of his hand, ten spirit stones entered his storage ring.

The old man who chopped wood frowned, as if he was a little distressed, but he didn't say anything.

Yang Xuan hugged his fists and expressed his gratitude.

"Ten stones, I'll give you a hundred Huitian Pills, what do you think?"

The old man said suddenly, his voice was not loud, and he had a smile on his face, but no matter how Yang Xuan looked, he felt that this old man was smiling like a fox.

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