In a ruined temple, several figures are busy looking for something.

Several figures scattered in all directions, walking back and forth in this temple, it was Yuncang and a few people, and everyone was busy looking for the fiery place indicated by the elephant flute at this time.

Wu Wenbin was standing in front of the Buddha statue, looking up and down, the most eye-catching place in the whole temple was this Buddha statue, Wu Wenbin found that as long as he got close to here, the fiery red on the elephant flute was deeper, and he could even feel some heat.

Looking at the five-person-tall Buddha statue, Wu Wenbin dragged the flute with one hand, the dark energy was activated, and the flute came out of his hand, and under Wu Wenbin's control, it actually floated up and staggered towards the Buddha statue.

"Where is this mechanism?" Wu Wenbin muttered, his eyes wandering back and forth on the Buddha statue, hoping to see something.

Just as the flute got closer and closer to the face of the Buddha statue, the eyes of the Buddha statue lit up, as if two flames were burning, and the temperature in the whole room suddenly rose.

The sudden change made everyone present feel it, and then looked at Wu Wenbin's side, Yun Cang turned his head and saw that the original empty eyes of the Buddha statue had now turned into two flames, and then the entire surface of the Buddha statue's body was cracked one after another.

In the dark, Wu Wenbin felt the fluctuations on the flute, and with a wave of one hand, the flute turned into a dark sword and rushed towards the Buddha statue.

"Boom!"

A violent impact caused the whole Buddha statue to peel off, and it was everything in the Buddha statue that appeared in the eyes of everyone.

"There's even a secret door ...... here. Wu Wenbin saw that inside the Buddha statue, there was a small door that could only accommodate one person to pass through, which made Wu Wenbin more and more worried in his heart, what he once saw in the family scrolls, and what he saw today, there are many differences in this martial arts secret realm.

"Could it be that Father is really hiding something here? Maybe the secret treasure of the White Dragon Thunder Saint really exists. Wu Wenbin thought in his heart, after all, for a hundred years, the treasures in the secret realm of the martial arts have never been exhausted, which makes Wu Wenbin a little strange, although it has never been exhausted, which proves that for a hundred years, the martial arts family has also been continuously transported to the secret realm, but the family scrolls have never changed, and those things have always been recorded.

"Let's go, Brother Wu, you lead the way. Yun Cang walked towards Wu Wenbin, and a sentence made Wu Wenbin come out of his contemplation.

Wu Wenbin was also stunned when he heard Yun Cang's voice, and then nodded with a smile and said, "Please be more careful, everyone." Wu Wenbin didn't know if there were any mechanisms in front of him, but he felt that he was getting more and more unable to understand this secret realm of the martial arts.

Walking into the secret door, the surrounding stone walls are all polished very finely, as if there are some carvings, but the time is too long, the carvings are a little unclear, but Yuncang walked, the palm of the hand gently stroked, you can feel a trace of the fluctuation of the power of the source, it seems that these carvings are made by the power of the source, there have been many years of carving, and now there are still fluctuations of the power of the source, it seems that the strength of the person who carved it back then is also extraordinary.

Wu Wenbin walked in the front, and the flute on his waist flickered more and more rapidly as he went deeper and deeper.

This small corridor seems to have no end, and the surrounding stone walls are still carved except for a little spaciousness, but the carvings in the depths can barely be seen.

Yun Cang's arm shook slightly, and the blue thunder beating, under the control of Lei Fa, turned into a thunder ball, and with a slight wave of his robe, the thunder balls were scattered in the small corridor, illuminating the way forward.

Yun Cang also touched the stone wall, his eyes were close to the carving, and he observed carefully.

It was a young man in green, with a flute at his waist, half fiery red and half black, looking like a dragon elephant emerging from a distance, and the momentum could be clearly felt through the carving. In the carving, the young man walked in the world with the flute, did a lot of things, the continuous carving recorded the young man's half of his life, suddenly the carving turned, a person wearing a dragon robe found him, look at the figure of the dragon robe, just like the white dragon thunder saint that Qi Xianghe said in his mouth.

The white dragon Lei Sheng took out two things, after the traces of the years, the carving has been a little blurry and can't see clearly, can only barely see, one is fiery red, one is pitch black, all are packed in some kind of container, carved here, the flute on the waist of the green-clothed young man is divided into two, as time goes by, the youth becomes middle-aged, middle-aged and old, and then the statue comes to an abrupt end!

Everyone who was fascinated by it realized that the stone wall had disappeared, and in its place was a clearing, which was quiet, but everyone present felt an extraordinary fluctuation.

Suddenly, a crisp flute sounded and swayed in this clearing, Yun Cang tilted his head to look at Wu Wenbin, hoping that he could give instructions for the next step, Yun Cang actually found that Wu Wenbin's eyes were slightly red, and he listened to this crisp flute in a daze, and he was immersed in it for a while.

This is the unique sound transmission secret technique of their martial arts, and this flute sound is left by his father, and since the sound ......of the flute slowly ended, the aftermath is still surrounding it, and it has not dissipated for a long time.

Wu Wenbin snorted, the flute was horizontal in front of his mouth, his breath was slightly exhaled, and the same flute sound came out, and the pitch-black elephant flute vibrate, and the power of the origin mixed with the sound of the flute became heavier and heavier, mixed with the aftersound.

Then the clearing trembled, and the sound of the flute seemed to have a physical body, turning into a whirlwind in the center of the clearing.

"Boom, boom!" the whistle whirlwind swirled around the clearing.

"This is?!" Yun Cang blocked in front of him with one hand, looking at the whirlwind.

After a few breaths, the whirlwind had a tendency to decrease, and a fiery red light lit up the entire clearing, and even the deep, narrow corridor was lit up at that time.

Yun Cangyunyi, including Qi Xianghe, all shrank their eyes, raised their eyebrows, and this fluctuation actually reached the peak of the meditation realm!

A pitch-black vial appeared in front of everyone's eyes, "What is this?" Yun Cang also said curiously.

Wu Wenbin walked forward slowly, seeing that his eyes were no longer as confused as before, and his gaze at the vial was much calmer.

"Secret Dragon's Blood....... Wu Wenbin held the vial with one hand and opened the lid with the other.

"Roar!"

A dragon roar suddenly came out of that bottle! It was extremely shocking, much more real than Yuncang's thunder dragon, which made Yuncang frown: "Could it be the blood of a real dragon?"

The blood of this true dragon is the best in the world.

Wu Wenbin closed the lid and said lightly: "Brother Yun, this is the secret dragon blood. As soon as these words came out, even Li Lingyang and Dong Yan were shocked in place.

This secret dragon blood is the best of the dragon's blood!