Soon, Yang Yifan entered the first hall.

The whole appearance is very empty, with the remnants of chair fragments, which is obviously a place for the host to meet guests.

He cautiously tested it, and after entering here, there was no prohibition there, and he didn't know if it was not arranged or had been destroyed by the guy who had entered.

About a stick of incense, Yang Yifan walked through the hall.

An exquisite garden in front of you.

There are small bridges and pavilions in streams, but unfortunately they have long been dilapidated and full of depression.

Along a path paved with thumb-sized cobblestones, another large hall appeared.

Dan room.

Looking at the door plaque, Yang Yifan sped up.

Once inside, it's a mess.

Several delicate Dan furnaces fell to the ground, already shattered, and the inside was empty.

On the ground around them, there were a lot of pill fragments scattered around.

Damn it!

Yang Yifan couldn't help but curse in his heart, that damn guy doesn't need these pills, so he doesn't have to waste them like this.

After turning around, he didn't find a single intact pill.

In desperation, I had no choice but to leave.

Behind the Danfang, there is a large purple bamboo forest.

This is a good material for refining, much stronger than the Earth Copper Mother he obtained before, the Chixia Essence Iron.

The purple bamboo is a thousand years long, and Yang Yifan can see at a glance that the shortest one is at least tens of thousands of years old.

What a pity!

Yang Yifan could only sigh and dare to dry up.

After a few steps, his steps were a beating.

The dried purple bamboo was withered and yellow, but he seemed to see a touch of purple.

Pedaling.

Without the slightest hesitation, he turned around and walked into the dry purple bamboo forest.

There it is!

Soon, he was in the middle.

There is a purple bamboo that is as thick as an adult's arm, and it is much thicker than the surrounding purple bamboo.

Purple Bamboo King!

Yang Yifan is sure.

Coming to the side of the Purple Bamboo King, Yang Yifan bent down and cut away the dry soil and scattered dead branches and leaves.

Really!

At the bottom of this, there was still a section about a foot long that had not dried up, emitting a faint purple light.

Great stuff!

Isn't it special that everything else has dried up, but this one is still intact?

It is definitely the top material for refining weapons.

Even if you don't use it, you can definitely sell a lot of spirit stones.

Yang Yifan did not hesitate, and used the blood shadow gun to cut off the dry place and take out that section.

If this Purple Bamboo King is intact, I'm afraid that even if he casts the Wave Breaking Technique, he will not be able to cut it off.

Entering the storage ring, Yang Yifan continued to rummage around, but there was no more, it seems that it is because this one is the Purple Bamboo King.

Passing through the purple bamboo forest, there is another large hall located.

It's the Armory Pavilion!

As soon as he walked over, Yang Yifan's face became a little ugly.

Because the gate was broken, it was obvious that someone had broken in.

It was not to his surprise, the delicate shelves inside were empty, and the remains of various weapons were thrown on the ground, many of which were broken, and the spiritual light was gone, and they had become scrap metal.

Finding nothing, Yang Yifan could only come out.

After walking for about half an hour, it was a dry lake, and you could see a lot of arowana in it, the bones of dragon loach, and some dried lotus flowers.

From the skeletons, it can also be vaguely seen that these creatures are absolutely extraordinary when they are alive.

On the other side of the lake is the Pavilion of the Scriptures.

It's still been ransacked.

There were not even classics on the ground, and the remnants of the jade slips were obviously taken away by that guy.

Damn it.

Yang Yifan's fists were also clenched, and he really didn't leave anything at all.

Turning around and walking a few steps, when he walked to the gate, he seemed to step on something, and there was a faint click.

He looked down.

It's a piece of paper as thin as a cicada's wing.

It is very similar to the color of the ground, and it is difficult to detect it if you don't look closely.

Caught in the net?

Yang Yifan's face was overjoyed, and he quickly bent down and picked it up.

I don't know what material it is made of, but it is cold to the touch, and it has not broken after such a long time.

"The ghost shadow is lost in the step, the body is on the Xuan Ladder and the martial arts, the ancient powerful people watch the hundred ghosts and create at night, the entry can be as light as a ghost, floating here, practice to the high depths can turn into a hundred ghosts, the truth is difficult to distinguish, divided into small Cheng, Dacheng, and the three realms of perfection, and there is a chance to condense the killing moves. ”

Martial arts on the Xuan Rank!

Yang Yifan smiled.

Body martial arts are already rare to see, and if this Xuan-level body martial arts is spread, it will definitely cause a sensation.

Now, with the improvement of his strength, the thunder blast step has gradually become a little inappropriate.

And he has the ground-level Wave Breaking Technique and Qiankun Breaking, and his attack power is not weak, and what he lacks the most is naturally this body martial art.

This is just right.

Yang Yifan knew very well that if it was an earth-level body martial art, it would consume too much spiritual power, and unless he advanced to the earth's extreme realm, he wouldn't be able to last long.

Call.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at the piece of paper in his hand.

Not to mention the hundred ghosts, even if it is just condensed a few ghosts, it is very confusing.

Coupled with the increase in speed, it will definitely greatly increase his combat effectiveness.

Is there anything else?

Yang Yifan didn't hesitate, he directly bent down and carefully searched every inch of ground and every corner of this hall, but unfortunately, he didn't find anything else.

After looking for it, he didn't leave.

Although the ghost shadow trace step is a high-grade level, Yang Yifan's current talent is also a level that has not been encountered in a hundred years, although he can't fully understand it in a short time, it must not be difficult to get started.

Unlike the Thunder Blast, this Ghost Shadow Trail is obviously taking a light route, and it pays attention to an extreme speed.

In two days, Yang Yifan had some eyebrows in his heart.

Getting up, he began to try to run the ghost trail technique.

The spiritual power worked.

The route that runs is completely different from the Thunder Blast, and it is more complicated.

Just after running, Yang Yifan had a feeling of being as light as a swallow, and the whole person seemed to have become a lot lighter.

Swish.

Then, as soon as he moved, he rushed straight to the wall.

Fast!

It's so fast!

This is just being used, and before it has reached the point of entry, it is faster than the speed of the thunder blast.

It is worthy of being a top-grade body martial art!

Yang Yifan was very satisfied.

I don't know what kind of killing moves will be condensed.

He guessed in his heart, and it was the first time he knew that this magic martial art could actually condense killing moves, could it be that it was still lethal?

However, he will only know later, and he has not yet started, let alone condensed and killed moves.

The speed is fast, and the consumption of this spiritual power is more than twice as much as that of the Thunder Blast.

It's time to break through to the Xuanji Realm as soon as possible.

Yang Yifan sighed, this spiritual power was completely insufficient.

Leaving the Scripture Pavilion, there is a spiritual field in front of it, but unfortunately there are only some dried things left.

Behind is another garden, which seems to be the master's place to practice and rest, and there are some scattered futons on the ground.

After looking around, there was nothing left, and Yang Yifan decided to leave.

Knock, knock.

And the moment he turned around, a dull sound like a drum sounded.

This?

Yang Yifan's whole body immediately tensed, and he grabbed the Blood Shadow Gun.

It was the first time since I came in that voice had come from.

Is there any living creature here?

If so, how powerful would it be?

His eyes cautiously scanned the surroundings, his vigilance had been raised to the extreme, and he could attack at the first moment of movement.