Chapter 2: The Ring Crossing (1)
The secret room inside the door was not as brilliant as Miao Miao thought, and there were many hidden treasures. In a small room of about ten square meters, except for a painting on the wall and a pearl that can be illuminated, there is only a lone stone platform in the center of the room. If you want to say something special, you can only say that the materials of the walls and floors are considered to be the upper floor, after all, the doors are made of dark stones, and the walls and floors are too poor to be justified.
"Wasting my curiosity, I thought there would be something good, just a painting and a stone platform. Is this a trip for nothing? Miao Miao was a little disappointed that there were no treasures in the secret room, "Forget it, let's take a day trip to the Treasure Pavilion, anyway, there is nothing to lose." Miao Miao was not entangled, and slowly wandered around the secret room.
"Hey, how is the person in this painting exactly the same as the painting in the sect clan? On that painting, I sent the head of the faction, Shui Haoran Monk, is this also Shui Haoran Monk? Miao Miao thought. However, this is a place where every generation of heads will come, and it is not surprising to put a portrait of the first generation of heads. ”
"This can't be, how can there be only one painting here, an ordinary stone platform?" Lu Qing looked incredulous and muttered to himself. "Maybe there's another mechanism in this secret room, yes, it must be. Miao Miao, why don't we take a look around. Lu Qing yelled at Miao Miao, her eyes bloodshot and red.
"Senior brother, why are you more excited than me. And this house is so big, what mechanism can there be, or let's go back. Even if there are any treasures, we can't find a mechanism to prove that we have nothing to do with it. Miao Miao felt that the senior brother was a little strange, how could the senior brother, who had always been a gentle gentleman, get angry, and felt a little aggrieved.
"Miao Miao, I'm sorry, it's my senior brother who is too impatient, but it's really unreasonable for this secret room to be so simple, I've seen it in ancient books before, there is something called Xiangbei Lin powder, painted on the surface of the wall and floor, which can ensure that the things recorded will not rot for thousands of years, and at a glance it looks like an ordinary stone wall, unless a special technique is used, it can't be seen at all." Lu Qing glanced at Miao Miao with a little meaning, paused and continued, "Miao Miao, you should also know that the inventor of this Xiangbei Lin Fan is the first head of my faction, the Great Monk Shui Haoran, but since the Great Monk Shui Haoran broke through the Ascension Immortal Realm during the Mahayana period, this Xiangbei Lin Fan has also been lost. ”
Lu Qing continued to say, "It is said that in order to break this Xiangbei Lin powder, it is necessary to have a great monk or a clansman who has been passed down from the great monk, and only the blood of the same clan can open this inheritance of the same clan. ”
"Senior brother, I do know this, according to legend, the ancestor of my sect, the Great Cultivator Haoran, was a well-known alchemist in that era, and no one has been able to beat him so far. This Hunan Beilin powder is its secret that is not passed on. This method of cracking is a unique secret method of our faction. Thinking of this, Miao Miaohu glanced at Lu Qing suspiciously, "Senior brother, how do you know so much about the secrets of my faction?" If it weren't for the fact that my father often told me about the deeds of my ancestors, I wouldn't have known these things. ”
"Didn't I also listen to the master, and the master often mentioned it to me." Lu Qing smiled, as if he didn't care, and said.
"Then senior brother, how can you conclude that this must be a secret room set up by the ancestor with Xiangbei Lin powder, this father won't tell you." Miao Miao felt that something was wrong, and asked strangely, Senior Brother, I also know too much, although these are not big secrets, but they are not passed on by people from their own clan.
"This place has always been accessible to each generation of heads, and only the head knows what is inside, but the outside of the door is so secretive and thorough. After all, this place is so hidden, there are no valuable secrets or other inheritances, and when we came in, it was dripping with your blood, isn't that related to blood? So I thought of the Haoran Ancestor of our sect. Lu Qing smiled warmly and took Miao Miao's hand. Could it be that Miao Miao thinks that I still have some bad intentions, I just reasoned from these. Miao Miao must not doubt me because of this. ”
"I see, that's my sister." Miao Miao smiled apologetically and shyly withdrew her hand. I felt that I might have made a big fuss and debunked the topic. "Then in that case, why don't you try it with my blood to see if this place is really set up by Xiangbei Lin Fen."
Miao Miao stretched out the palm of her left hand, and her right hand stroked the index finger of her left palm, a small stream of blood gushed out instantly, Miao Miao gathered her spiritual energy, making it float in the air, and then wrapped it with spiritual energy, until the blood turned into blood mist, and slowly seeped into the surrounding walls.