After putting away the incense candles, Yan Wubian's eyes looked at the black spirit tablets behind the incense burner, these spirit tablets were as black as ink, made of wood, and there were stripes printed on them, faintly exuding a trace of coldness, which turned out to be a kind of "Xuanyin wood" that was famous in the fairy world.

This wood is an excellent material for refining spirit treasures with ice attributes, but here it is used as a piece of spirit tablets for people to worship, which is really a bit too extravagant!

Even Yan Wubian was a little speechless.

If these pieces of Xuanyin wood are used to refine spiritual treasures, they can at least refine two or three pieces, and the power will not be so weak.

His gaze carefully swept over the names on these spirit tablets, and after a moment of contemplation, Yan Wubian shook his head, and did not put away these Xuanyin woods, but sighed lightly, and then looked towards the picture hanging behind, obviously not intending to occupy those spirit tablets.

If these Xuanyin Wood were used for something else, Yan Wubian would definitely not be polite in the slightest, and directly put them away. But since it was made into a spirit tablet and enshrined here, after thinking about it again, he still gave up the meaning of receiving it in his heart.

It's not that this Xuanyin Wood has no temptation for Yan Wubian, but it just has a kind of respect for his predecessors in his heart, so that he can't make such a move to destroy the spirit card. In addition, he also has some kind of scruples in his heart, after all, these spirit tablets are placed here to be worshipped, and the person who can be so honored by the master of this place is probably not an ordinary person.

And the spirit tablet is such a mysterious and mysterious thing, it is difficult to say that once you touch it, nothing strange will happen, after all, many great supernatural powers, will leave their own marks in this kind of spirit tablet, if you move it, suddenly a soul or something forbidden to come out, that is definitely a move that outweighs the loss.

What's more, the place here is so big, this Xuanyin Wood is definitely not the best treasure, give up and give up, there may be more and stronger treasures waiting for him in the back.

As for the table, it was just like the cyan incense burner, just made of ordinary camphor wood, and Yan Wubian was naturally not interested.

The painting in front of me looks obviously some years old, and the whole painting exudes a quaint atmosphere. After seeing the content of the painting, Yan Wubian's expression was stunned.

I saw that the painting was densely packed, and there were countless white clouds all over it.

These white clouds come in a variety of shapes, ranging from large to small. It stands to reason that so many clouds painted in the same painting should be disorganized and dazzling. But looking carefully at this painting, each white cloud is lifelike, and even Yan Wubian seems to see these white clouds constantly floating and moving, and constantly changing the shape of the clouds as the clouds move.

Such a strange picture of Wanyun made Yan Wubian's heart happy, his eyes stared at this painting, but his body was motionless......

After only a few moments, Yan Wubian suddenly took a few steps backwards with a muffled snort, as if he had suffered a powerful blow from some invisible force. Immediately after that, his head suddenly twisted, and he quickly looked away from the painting, not daring to look at the past again.

At the same time, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth again.

"Such a powerful devouring power, it is like a soul attack, if it weren't for the fact that my divine consciousness is far beyond my own cultivation realm, just now, I'm afraid that my divine consciousness will be greatly damaged......!"

The spiritual power in his body that was some riot quickly ran through the meridians a few times, and after calming down, Yan Wubian still had a shocked look on his face.

Just now, Yan Wubian just wanted to carefully see if there were any other mysteries in this picture, but he didn't expect that his mind was absorbed unconsciously, if it wasn't for his bad opportunity, he immediately came back to his senses and cut off the wisp of divine consciousness that entered the picture, and he didn't know what would happen next.

However, he didn't find nothing, and he didn't know if this Wanyun map was drawn by the owner of this place, but after a few simple glances just now, Yan Wubian felt that this picture was really mysterious and abnormal. He was pretty sure that the picture was a treasure, but it wasn't a treasure like a spiritual treasure, but rather a record of an ancient book or a scroll, which seemed to contain a mysterious cultivation method, that is, a powerful exercise like a body method, and like some kind of secret method of divine consciousness.

But what it is, only when he has time to study it slowly in the future can he come to an accurate conclusion.

Without hesitation, Yan Wubian stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void.

Suddenly, the picture was torn down by him and fell into his hands.

Immediately, Yan Wubian's palm shook slightly, and the painting in his hand immediately rolled into a scroll on its own, accompanied by the flickering of spiritual light, and then disappeared into Yan Wubian's ......hand.

After scanning the neighborhood and making sure that there was nothing worth noting, Yan Wubound's gaze fell on the side door.

As soon as his body moved, he walked over without hesitation, and after carefully pushing the door open, seeing that there was nothing abnormal, Yan Wubian's figure flickered, and then flashed into the side door.

Inside the side door was obviously a living room, empty except for a few simple guest tables and chairs and a set of tea sets......

Yan Wubian's divine sense swept over these things, and found that the materials used in these things were also quite rare, but they were useless to him at all, so he shook his head, and fell out of here with a disappointed face, returned to the main hall, and headed towards the other side door.

There was no accident, there was also no prohibition on this side door, and the door of the house creaked and opened in response to Yan Wubian's push.

It was a bedroom with a little more stuff than in the other side door.

In addition to a pale cyan jade bed, there was also a rectangular desk with two jade boxes of different sizes and two vials.

This made Yan Wubian sigh lightly, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Then he strode to the desk, and his sleeves swept over the things on the desk, and suddenly all the lids of boxes and bottles were opened.

After the divine sense swept away from these things, Yan Wubian's brows couldn't help but furrow.

In the two jade boxes, there is a talisman respectively, which is inscribed with complex and abnormal gold and silver runes on the surface, but the aura fluctuations in the talisman have long since disappeared, and I don't know whether it was consumed after being used, or if it was lost with the passage of time, and it could not ......be used again at all.

As for the two vials, they were empty, and there were faint traces of the spiritual liquid stored inside.

Yan Wubian thought about it for a while, and still put away those talismans. Although these runes have lost their effect, the runes on their surfaces are worth studying.

Next, Yan Wubian searched the bedroom carefully, and found that he had found nothing except a few pieces of jade slips recorded in an unknown ancient script on the head of the bed.

And these jade slips are placed on the edge of the bed so casually, most of them are not valuable.

Yan Wubian also put them away easily, planning to find out the origin of these ancient texts in the future, and see if he could get some useful information from them.

After all, he still has a strong curiosity about everything in the fairy world.

Soon, Yan Wubian retreated from the bedroom, and walked quickly towards the outside without stopping.

It didn't take long for Yan Wubian to walk out of the entire side hall, standing on the steps outside the hall gate, and glanced at the road where the other side hall and the main hall were located not far away, with a deep groan on his face.

At this time, the blood arrogance and the shadow clan man are probably about to reach the peak.

After glancing back and forth between the main hall and another side hall nearby, Yan Wubian's face was immediately certain, obviously making a decision, and then he took a step towards the side hall.