After entering the hole, Kun Jue kicked the super metal pillar, and couldn't help but say: "It's too violent, it's so wild to open a door!"

Xun He bent down his rickety waist and stroked the pillar, and the Baili Cat asked softly: "Venerable, dare to ask what kind of metal is this?"

Xun He shook his head and replied hoarsely, "I don't know." ”

Zishang also came to the pillar, and the pattern on the pillar caught his attention.

Circling around the sides of the pillar, and finally stitching together the lines in his mind, Zishang struggled to recall the various miscellaneous books he had read.

"Wow~"

Baili Tiger's startled voice came, and he held a torch and looked up at a colossus.

Hua Fan walked over, also looked at it, and said, "What kind of divine beast is this?"

The cicada followed behind his brother and wondered: "You look so ugly, and you are still a divine beast?"

Hua Fan touched his sister's head and said, "Cicadas, beauty and ugliness are not defined by us, each species has its own aesthetics. Many mythical beasts are not very good-looking in our eyes, but they are perfect in the eyes of their kind, such as the ancient fang-cone crocodile, although it is rough, but it is a divine beast with a great sense of justice. ”

The cicada looked cute, and said suspiciously: "Really?"

Hua Fan smiled: "Well, I read a lot, I won't lie to you!"

Bang! Bang!

Disheveled!

There was a commotion at the entrance, and I saw the metal pillars that were originally lying on the ground, the ends shattered, revealing a large pile of parts.

Zishang thought about it for a while just now, but he didn't find the knowledge corresponding to that pattern in his mind, and then he turned to study the material of the pillar.

When he reached the end of the column, he saw a lump of iron that "seemed to be about to fall".

So he picked up a stone from the ground and struck it, and the end of the whole pillar suddenly exploded, revealing a pile of things inside.

Removing the shattered shell, Zishang pulled out a piece of silver-gray metal about the size of his head.

"Oh my God, what the hell is so heavy!"

Zishang held it with both hands, and such a ball of metal was estimated to be eight hundred catties!

The anomaly here also caught Xun Ji's attention, and he immediately ran over and rummaged through a pile of metal.

Crash!

He took out a string of about two thousand pieces of iron hanging from it, and he shook it with curiosity, making a crisp sound.

Baili Hu and Huafan brothers and sisters all came here to watch the two of them tinkering.

Putting the heavy metal mass aside, Zishang took out an item from the fragment without leaving a trace—an inconspicuous copper coin—and hid it in his sleeve.

Then he continued rummaging as if nothing had happened.

All that was left was a black helmet, with a protruding mouth and nose like a pig's nose, covered with tiny holes, and a large round glass in the middle of the eyes.

Yes, it's glass!

This kind of thing was invented after the birth of the Dahao Dynasty!

"Isn't this glass? could it be that this place was built in the last thirty years?" Han Wu wondered.

Dongyi glass is still a relatively rare thing, after all, glass transportation is inconvenient, and the Dahao Dynasty blocked the glass production process.

Although there are not many glasses sold to Dongyi every year, most people know about such a thing.

"No!"

Zishang affirmatively denied:

"Judging from the topography outside, the site may have been built between two and three hundred years ago. ”

Han Wu was not very convinced, and said suspiciously: "More than two hundred years ago, isn't it? Most of the mechanisms here are still made of stone tools, and after more than two hundred years, they should be seriously damaged, how can we open it so easily?"

"That's what makes the people who built this relic so great that their skills are so amazing that even the most advanced architects of the current dynasty might not be able to complete it. Two or three hundred years ago, what kind of people were so capable?"

Zishang frowned, and said with confusion:

"In addition, the stone they used to build all the organs is also very unusual, strong and durable! It can withstand the erosion of two or three hundred years! Moreover, by what method did they build such a relic at the bottom of the cliff and in the cliff?"

I really can't understand the knowledge level of the sub-merchant, this is simply a miracle!

"Miracles...... That's right! I wonder if it's really made up by the power of entering the Holy Realm!" Zishang secretly guessed in his heart.

The power of entering the Holy Realm is haunting, who knows what he's doing all day long!

Thinking like this, Zishang suddenly became excited, the power of entering the Holy Realm! Even if they casually threw away some "scum" that they didn't care about, it might be a treasure for a Qi Refining Realm martial artist!

Thinking of the copper coin he had just hidden, he blushed with excitement.

So he hurriedly put on the helmet in his hand, concealed his embarrassment, and at the same time pretended to say:

"It doesn't seem like anything special......

"Hey, don't mess around, don't play with these unknown things!" shouted Baili Cat.

Zishang let out another "oh", holding his helmet in both hands and preparing to take it off.

Click!

He inadvertently pressed a small button on the right ear of his helmet.

Drip~

Da~Da~Da~

There seemed to be some mechanism activated inside the helmet, and there was an ethereal dripping sound.

"What's wrong?"

Kanzishang suddenly stopped moving, and Baili Cat asked strangely.

"Don't make a noise!"

Zishang said a word, then closed his eyes and listened carefully.

Feeling that he might have discovered something wonderful, the group gathered around him and didn't bother him.

Da~Da~Da~

The sound of dripping water still rings unhurriedly.

Gradually, Zishang noticed the difference in the sound of this drop of water.

Whenever the sound of dripping water sounded, an extremely faint sound wave would be generated, and although Zi Shang's soul realm was not enough to analyze the frequency of this sound wave, he had a strong feeling that its frequency was similar to something in his brain.

Or to be able to cause something to resonate.

Zishang took two deep breaths, trying to relax himself, trying to let go of his mind and deeply feel the artistic conception of this voice.

Soon, he entered a semi-dazed state, and the sound of dripping water was still ringing in his ears.

Driven by the ethereal sound of dripping water, the soul nourishing heart formula worked on its own, and Zishang struggled to maintain a trace of consciousness and fell asleep.

Unlike usual, at this time, there was a beautiful voice in his head that was "vaguely" reciting the soul nourishing formula.

Gradually, this voice disappeared, and was replaced by another cold voice with a slight chill and murderous aura:

"At the beginning of the night, the shadow follows, the soul of the dead, the death is especially confused, the resentment rushes the bell, the curse breaks the sky, and the fear is faint......"

This is exactly the secret of the Dark Sword Heart!

However, Zishang's consciousness was already in a state of "sleep", and he was unaware of these changes.

What he didn't know was that the voice in his head at this time was the voice of the creator of this sword technique!

The power of carving all kinds of swordsmanship in the cave of the "Fallen Sky Cliff" in the Forbidden Land of the Green Netherworld!

“…… If the heart is unforbidden, the tomb is obscure, the blade is tricky, Zhao Rui is not falling, and the dry collapse is scattered...... The Netherworld is resentful, and the ...... is sharpened."

Although Zishang's consciousness was not sober, his understanding of the Dark Sword Heart Technique was inexplicably deeper.

The dripping sound of the mysterious helmet reproduced the founding will hidden in the heart of the Dark Sword, and inexplicably generated a lot of understanding, and imperceptibly "self-owned" into the consciousness of Zishang!

Outside.

After Zishang put on his helmet, he closed his eyes and didn't know what he was doing, and after about half a cup of tea, he plopped and fell to the ground.

The people around him were so frightened that they hurriedly supported him, and at the same time wanted to take off the helmet, but I didn't know how, it was stuck, and I couldn't take it off for a while.

"This ...... What's wrong with him?"

Baili Tiger was stunned and asked everyone strangely.

No one knew what was going on, only Xun He was holding yarrow and two sections of bamboo divination.

Seeing that he frowned slightly, it is estimated that he did not find any results in divination.

Baili Cat touched Zishang's wrist and felt the pulse that was still beating normally, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said to everyone:

"It's okay, he just seems to be asleep!"

“…… Oh my God, how sleepy he was, and he fell asleep in such a short time!"

Xun He opened his eyes, and sure enough, he found nothing, and looked directly at the mysterious helmet, as if he wanted to disassemble it and see through the mystery of it.

Seeing that Zishang had fallen asleep inexplicably with his helmet on, and that he had no way to remove his helmet for a while, they scattered to explore the ruins of this huge mechanism.

Half an hour later,

They finally took a closer look at the ruins and had a preliminary understanding.

There are a total of 28 strange-shaped beast statues placed here, except for the stone statues that have always been like big birds, which are more pleasing to the eye, the others are not very beautiful.

However, there is nothing to say about the skill of the people who carved these stone statues, every place is extremely finely outlined, the eyes are bright, the hair feathers are flowing, and the scale and armor patterns are delicate and detailed, which can be called superb, lifelike.

A large area in the center is home to a variety of complex and sophisticated organs.

They also studied the usefulness of some of these instruments, such as several kinds of textiles that could be driven by animal power and water power.

Kunjue Hanwu and others didn't feel anything, but the Baili brothers from the Central Plains also deeply realized the role of these things in promoting agricultural and industrial productivity.

So they quietly took out their small stock of pen and paper from the storage token and tried to draw the structure of these things.

However, they drew ugly and slowly, and in the end, they couldn't stand the cicadas anymore, so they took the initiative to help them draw drawings.

Hua Fan and Xun were also looking at the rough murals.

It seems to be the course of a civilization......

Xun He looked at it while pinching the yarrow for divination, but he didn't seem to be very serious about divination, so he took two steps and stopped, pinched the yarrow, and continued walking.

Hua Fan felt a little strange about his movements, and then it occurred to him that maybe he was not recording on the divination mural at all, and he couldn't really sense where there was a problem with the wall, and see if there was any treasure that had not been excavated.

"Old Money Addict ......"

Hua Fan looked at these murals out of curiosity and wanted to see something from them, but after looking back and forth several times, he didn't find any major finds, which was a scene of life at the beginning of the birth of human beings in the primitive period.

"I really don't understand why the people who built the ruins of the mechanism painted these murals?"

Just after everyone finished exploring, the sub-merchant who was thrown aside by them finally woke up leisurely.

He touched the button on the right ear of his helmet, pressed it again, and the dripping sound disappeared immediately, and then he removed the helmet with a quick pick.

Patting his head to make himself sober, he looked around, the Baili brothers and the painting cicada were painting something around a bunch of mechanical instruments; Han Wu climbed onto a stone statue, knocking and beating and didn't know what to do; Painting Fan and Xun were now in a daze and pondering in front of the mural.

Zishang stood up with a sore body and walked towards Hua Fan and Xun Er, while squinting his eyes at the mural they illuminated with torches.

"Hiss~"

"That'...... Is that...... Suiming tribe?"