The gate is more than a foot high and seven feet wide.

Ming Bufan stepped forward, and with one kick, he directly kicked the door panel into several sections and flew out, and the pattern in the ancient temple was immediately clearly displayed in front of him.

Just between the halls, a broken statue stood in the center, slender, the robe on its body revealed a little luster, but it was a little like the real thing, but unfortunately the statue had no head, and it was broken from the neck.

Ming Bufan stepped into the door sleepily and looked around, but there was only an empty feeling, and there was only the door panel that was kicked by Ming Bufan on the ground.

"These people said before that they were going to heaven, but they didn't have a fart, which is really unlucky. ”

Ming Bufan shook his head, his brows furrowed slightly.

"No!!, doesn't the monk have some spiritual rhyme? not necessarily if I can't see it. ”

Ming Bufan's eyes immediately focused on the stone statue in the center.

"It's probably a bit mysterious...."

Before the words were finished, Ming Bufan kicked away, and a broken sound sounded, and the stone statue turned into a pile of broken stones, revealing a thing under it, with a square shape, like a cover.

"I said, it's authentic. ”

Ming Bufan jumped over and lifted the lid as soon as he could, and there was a swarthy appearance below.

Seeing this situation, Ming Bufan touched his chin, this thing doesn't look simple, there is no danger below.

After pondering for a moment, Ming Bufan took out the cyan short sword in his hand, and jumped down.

It wasn't too deep, and it landed in one more breath.

Ming Bufan's surroundings were pitch black, only the tunnel mouth above his head showed a glimmer of light, and he threw himself into it.

"It's just darkness, a small problem. ”

Saying that, Ming Bufan had an extra stone rod in his hand, and tore off a piece of the hem of the robe that was not yet hot on his body, wrapped it around the top, and then took out some grease-like things and touched them, which Ming Bufan refined on the desolate beast, and then took out two pieces of flint.

The next moment there was an extra torch.

The darkness around him instantly faded and became bright, and the firelight illuminated the long passage in front of him red.

Ming Bufan looked ahead, feeling a little regretful in his heart, he knew that it would be good to let that monk live longer, and now he could use it to explore the way.

The tunnel is long, and it has always been very quiet, only the sound of footsteps.

After walking for a quarter of an hour or so, Ming Bufan ran into an obstacle, which was a stone wall, the same color as the stone ground outside the secret realm.

Ming Bufan was slightly stunned, how to open this.

If it's really the same material, he can't break it.

"There must be something good in there, so well protected!!"

Ming Bufan groped around, he was looking for something like a mechanism.

However, what made him dumbfounded was that there were no so-called mechanisms around at all.

"Do you really want to enter the treasure mountain like this and return empty-handed?"

Ming Bufan was angry, and when he punched away, there was a bang, but he saw that the stone wall did not move at all.

Now, Ming Bufan is the real regret, he just thought about it before, and now he feels that he has missed.

"If he was spared, how good it would be now, I can't say what kind of anti-heaven treasure it is, but it's not bad to add some lifespan to me!!"

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became.

As he spoke, he punched and kicked at the stone wall, and every time he collided, there was a wave of air and a loud sound.

After a short half a quarter like this, Ming Bufan was a little tired, sat on the ground, looked at the immovable stone wall with his eyes, and then looked at his blood-stained fists, Ming Bufan was helpless, if he kept fighting like this, or if there was no problem with this wall, he would have to be abolished like this.

"Well, luck is like this, God didn't let me get this opportunity....."

Ming Bufan stood up and patted the dust on his clothes, and the crazy blow just now shook down a lot of dust, and there were a lot of things on his head and body.

"Let's go out first, this sacred mountain is almost infinite, and then it's up to your luck. ”

Ming Bufan sighed and was about to walk towards the way back.

But suddenly a flash of thought came to his mind.

"How do you get out?"

Ming Bufan immediately picked up the storage bag of the monk surnamed Wang in his hand, groped slightly in it, and took out a wooden card.

At this time, the wooden card really shimmered.

"Haha..... I didn't think of that!! that..... There is no way out of the mountains and rivers...... And then what's coming......"

Ming Bufan laughed, and the few lines of poetry he had learned in his previous life were also casually said, but he suddenly forgot the second half of the sentence, and raised his eyebrows.

"Willow ...... Willow.... Another village !!!"

"Hahaha, this god is reluctant to bury the treasure here like this. ”

Ming Bufan said with a laugh.

If he leaves, this wooden plaque will definitely be taken with him, because then he can go out, and if any monk finds this place later, I am afraid that it will be difficult to open this wall, and those who can open it will probably not be able to look at the things here.

Ming Bufan's face was bright, looking at the slowly moving stone wall, and there were many more expectations in his heart.

"What kind of treasure is it, either to increase my combat power or to extend my life?"

There were many thoughts in his heart, this was the first time he had taken a treasure from the monks by his own strength.

The next moment, Ming Bufan was shocked, a faint light shone into Ming Bufan's eyes, the torch in his hand fell unconsciously, and a shocking scene appeared in front of him.

As far as the eye can see, there are green vines, from the center of this ancient secret room, spread to the surroundings, green leaves are dense, there are a little starlight hanging on it, this small secret room is illuminated, the center is a three-legged bronze dome, the green vine is grown from it.

Ming Bufan's mouth opened slightly, feeling the rich breath of life, and he stepped into it unconsciously, only to see that the starlight was like silver light, fluttering slightly, floating in the air, swaying, it was the fireflies in the sky.

Such a hazy fairyland exudes a sense of comfort that makes Ming Bufan unable to extricate himself, not only the body that is hidden and tired due to the loss of life, but even the gloomy mood has a glimmer of light, and he feels that the blood stained in his hands is slowly dissipating, as if he has obtained some kind of redemption.

Ming Bufan closed his eyes involuntarily, and the anger, resentment, killing intent and other negative feelings of the previous time were all removed from the bottom of his heart, and the whole person seemed to be thrown into warm waters, unrestrained, painless and worry-free.

But after a few breaths, just as Ming Bufan was about to walk in front of the bronze tripod, a familiar tingling in his mind suddenly appeared.

A wave of blazing air in his heart rushed upwards and went straight to Xiang Shang's Heavenly Spirit: "The murderer is always killed, and the one I kill is the one I want to kill, and I have never regretted it, how can I need such useless redemption, it is better to kill him for me again!!"

The blood wound hanging on his chest instantly glowed red, shining all over the secret room.

"Ah!! it's actually a bloody injury!! damn it!!!"

A terrible scream rang out.

Ming Bufan opened his eyes instantly.

Where is there a wonderland now.

Some were just a huge dead tree in front of them, with an old face twisting wildly, and countless rattans flying towards Ming Bufan.

Ming Bufan's eyes were certain, and he jumped backwards in an instant, leaving this secret room, and the rattan followed closely, but then there was a terrifying and terrible scream.

I saw that the end of the rattan only protruded from the outside of the secret room, and a blue flame instantly burned out of thin air at the end of it, and from the cry from the mouth of the monster, it was clear that the pain was not ordinary.

Seeing that the flame was about to spread, the monster was naturally not stupid, so it broke the vine in an instant like a strong man breaking his wrist, fell to the ground, and was scorched by the blue flame and struggled and wriggled like a maggot.

Ming Bufan was in a cold sweat, if it weren't for the sudden appearance of a familiar stinging pain in his brain, I am afraid that he would have died there by now.

Looking down at the piece of blood jade on his chest that was as red as the hooked moon, the faint red light on it was still flickering.

Ming Bufan held it gently, and the slow coldness on it flowed from his hand to the bottom of his heart.

"He is a wicked man, so why should he explain, just as the man said, blood and goodness become a demon's heart. ”

"Most of the meaning is that people who are used to seeing blood must have a demonic heart. ”

Ming Bufan said to himself, the reason for the distress just now, in addition to his carelessness when he was happy before, was more of the unfirmness in his heart, he was confused by that environment, and even vaguely wanted to pray for the so-called salvation.

Shaking his head slightly, his heart was even more firm, and the coldness that flowed out of the blood wound was slowly injected into it, casting a piece of solid iron.

"Hoo ......."

Then he looked up at the monster that looked like a dryad, or rather, a vine demon, after all, except for the huge main pole, the other vines were all dry.

"This is the so-called baby. ”

Ming Bufan looked at the resentful old face and smiled slightly.

"Hey, old dryad, how are you trying to hurt me?"

When the dryad heard this, his expression instantly turned extremely angry.

"Tree Spirit?!!! ah!!! Zhang Lingtian!!! my husband is going to kill you!!!!"

An incomparably terrifying roar rose into the sky, making Ming Bufan frightened.

His brows furrowed tightly, why is he still a crazy monster like this, and if he doesn't have a good treasure, it's a problem to communicate this time.

The coldness in Ming Bufan's eyes was obvious, he naturally wanted to kill this tree spirit, after all, he had revenge since that transformation.

It's just that I don't know how to kill him yet, first of all, I can't rush in recklessly, after all, who knows how capable the tree spirit is, and secondly, the roots of the tree spirit are planted in the bronze tripod, but it can't be moved, plus the appearance just now, it's impossible to come out.

Therefore, Ming Bufan is not in a hurry, and a large number of his tree essences come.

I saw that the tree spirit was still roaring in a forgetful manner, and kept shouting a person from Zhang Lingtian.

After bringing it to calm, Ming Bufan had already sat in place and rested for a long time.

Looking up and asking again:

"Hey, what's that, it's a husband, why do you want to hurt me?"