Although Xiao Chen felt familiar with many of the words on the stele, there were really few people he knew. -.-

I knew that I could use it now, and I should have studied with Piao Piao before, but when he thought of this, he regretted it a little, and couldn't help but start thinking about Hongyan who was still staying in the Water and Land Palace.

With the few people he knew, he couldn't read the contents of the stone tablet at all, so he suddenly had an idea, took out the paper and grind from the bracelet, made a simple rubbing bag with two old clothes, first smeared the ink evenly on the stone tablet, and then began to rubbing.

It took a whole hour and more than a dozen pieces of fine rice paper to finally complete the rubbing.

Put the rubbings in order, put them in the bracelet, and after Piao Piao is out of the customs, ask her to interpret the content on it.

After walking around the main hall twice, I found that there was really nothing here except for the stone pillars and the exquisite ornaments on the four walls.

He shook his head and said to himself, "It's so poor, why don't you have a treasure trove?"

Although the current little marquis is not short of money, and the various belongings stored in the bracelet are considered to be rich and rival the country, he still developed the habit of treasure hunting in unconsciously expeditionary activities.

He took out the compass, and the hand turned into a watch hand again, turning incessantly.

It seems that there is a strong magnetic field movement in the dungeon, otherwise how could it affect the compass.

According to his own feelings, he found a stone door hidden in the stone wall in the southeast corner, and it was difficult to find it in the coherent pattern if it were not for careful observation.

The leaf martial soul burrowed into the crack as thin as a hair, and a few seconds later, a crisp sound sounded, clicking......

Immediately afterwards, the stone door moved backwards on its own, and when it reached a certain level, it opened to one side, and before the little marquis could raise his feet, a puff of smoke and dust flew out of the door hole.

He quickly took a few steps back, reaching out to cover his mouth and nose, stopping when he was sure it was ordinary smoke and not poisonous smoke.

After careful investigation by the martial spirit, there was no danger in the doorway.

Passing through the doorway, you will see a larger palace, which enshrines countless statues of gods, the small ones are about the size of a finger, very delicate, and the large ones are more than five zhang tall and magnificent.

Due to the limited illumination area of the martial spirits, the darkness adds a sense of mystery to these statues.

Walking in it, something even more surprising happened, the statue of the god in front of the south wall turned out to be exactly the same as the one enshrined in the small building of Huayinmen.

At that time, when he was undergoing the "public trial" in Huayinmen, he felt strange why Kong Jingluo would be so happy to admit that he was the murderer, and would rather commit suicide than open the iron door.

Could it be that there is some connection between Huayinmen and ancient times?

With the disappearance of antiquity, there is basically no such thing as that time left in the world, how can they have it?

Puzzled, he simply stopped thinking about it.

Walking through the entire hall, there was also no sign of life here, and a second secret stone door was found in the southeast corner.

This stone door is more exquisite than the previous one, at first glance it is simply with a shrine statue, if it weren't for the help of the Ye Zi Martial Spirit, the little marquis wouldn't have been able to find it at all.

Opening the door, a long corridor with a width of ten meters with no end in sight was flanked by stone statues of samurai standing on either side of the corridor, each more than three meters high, wearing the same style of armor, holding different weapons, and with solemn expressions on their faces.

Looking at these samurai statues, he had a familiar feeling, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had seen them.

Walking into the corridor, he had just walked about ten steps when the stone door behind him suddenly closed on its own, and by the time he reacted, the door had already closed.

A trace of danger came to his heart, and he hurriedly returned to the door, but no matter how hard he tried, Ye Zi Martial Spirit couldn't open the door as smoothly as he did just now.

"What's going on?" he said, and as soon as he finished speaking, he could clearly feel the ground shaking.

Looking back, the shaking had nothing to do with the ground, but the stone statues on the left and right were moving, and it dawned on him that he had seen them somewhere—the temple in the Dark Zone of the Forsaken Realm, in the room that represented the earth.

The corners of Xiao Houye's mouth turned up slightly, he swept the shield and purple gold hammer in his hand, and said to himself: "Since you are 'alive', then come!"

Thinking back to the scene of dealing with the stone warrior at that time, he didn't feel pressured, he was not of high level at that time, and he could easily handle it, let alone now.

Before the nearest statue of the warrior could raise his weapon, he slammed it down, smashing the statue's head.

But the huge force of the hammer handle made him almost unable to hold the hammer handle, and he had to take two steps back to unload the force of the shock.

Obviously, these samurai statues in front of him are even more powerful than last time.

He took a deep breath, then threw off his legs and lunged forward, this time he changed his tactics, and the Purple Gold Hammer beckoned specifically to their joints, and soon six of them became lame, kneeling on one leg.

When it was the seventh, the other party used a shield to protect his legs, and at the same time swung the ghost head knife and slashed towards Xiao Chen's head.

The big knife made a sharp sound that pierced the air, and the little marquis also hurriedly waved his shield to block.

While......

The shield was smashed into a dent, and his left arm went numb, and he quickly lost consciousness.

The statues of the warriors were really powerful, and he retreated to safety, and the two statues of the warriors turned around at the same time, and their footsteps clanged and rushed towards him.

Fortunately, the other warrior statues did not rush up, and the little marquis ordered the martial spirits of the ice attribute and fire attribute to attack, first of all, the ice attribute leaves flew over the crook of the legs of the two warrior statues, and their movements immediately slowed down.

Immediately after, the fire-type leaves flew over the same part, and the place that had just been frozen into ice ballast turned red.

Click......

The samurai statue continued to walk, but unexpectedly, both legs broke at the same time, and the upper body lost its center of gravity, slamming into the ground and shattering to the ground.

The little marquis was overjoyed, the two leaves opened the way, and the warrior statues fell one after another. He followed, and from time to time he pulled out a hammer and smashed it on the head of the stone statue, which was still struggling.

After a while, the originally neat promenade was covered with a pile of rubble.

After walking for hundreds of meters, the corridor still seemed to have no end, and the killing of the warriors seemed to have no interest in the little marquis, and he thought that if he could subdue these guys, wouldn't he have a team of loyal subordinates.

However, the samurai statues had no mind or intelligence at all, and even if they wanted to, they had no chance.

Moving on, the water-type martial soul in charge of exploring the path told the master that the corridor had reached the end, and at the end stood three even larger warrior statues.

Boom......

Smack......

As the last of the samurai statues on either side fell, he clearly saw that at the end, there were three stone statues, one large and two small, and two small ones on either side of the large one, each five meters high, looking majestic.

Looking at the big one in the middle, more than eight meters tall, and those three-meter-tall samurai statues just now, they were simply small in front of him.

"These three guys, they can't be bosses, right?" he muttered to himself, and as a general rule of thumb, the ones who stay until the end are the big bosses.

Click-la-la-......

The samurai statues on either side moved first, using the same style of weaponry, each holding a three-meter-long spear.

That's right, with the five-meter-tall body of a samurai, a three-meter-long gun can only be called a short gun.