Hei Yuan talked eloquently, as if remembering the past, it turned out that Su Demon was persecuted in Jiupin Fangzhou, and finally sneaked into the Demon Domain through that war, and quickly integrated into the Demon Domain and became a Demon Cultivator.

Later, with his own talent, he became a demon array admired by future generations, even if there are still many people who call themselves demon arrays, but compared with Su Moshi, they are simply worlds apart, one is a master who has reached the peak, and the other is a fledgling apprentice.

And Su Moshi also obtained the Black Abyss Magic Knife by chance, and controlled it with his powerful soul power, although the Black Abyss was surrendered, but Su Moshi is not a person who uses a knife, so he rarely uses the Black Abyss, and even the Black Abyss has been sealed in the other party's Qiankun Ring for many years, so that the Black Abyss does not like Su Moser until now, and even hates the other party very much.

Knowing all this, Zhang Yiyang knew in his heart, and he became even more curious about Su Moshi himself, not only did he speed up his pace and enter this stone room.

In the corner of the stone room was a jade bed and a coffin, and there was a person lying on the stone bed, more precisely, a corpse, but it was quite well preserved, obviously this was Su Mos, because the coffin was empty, and in the end he did not choose to live in that narrow space.

Zhang Yiyang looked Su Moshi up and down, this is a young man who looks like a scholar, he can't see his actual age, it should be caused by the realm reaching a certain point, the breath of the scroll between his eyebrows, as if he is not dead, but closing and pondering, pondering what he has just seen in the scroll.

Moreover, there was indeed an open book on the chest of this Su Moor, and the bound books looked old, but they were well preserved, and it seemed that the man who read them loved them very much.

This is an ordinary book, from the back of the turnover, Zhang Yiyang cleaned it and saw it, the introduction of the Hundred Schools of Thought, like a book that describes the allusions of the ancients, the truth of being a man, it is hard to imagine that such a powerful person likes to read such a book.

Zhang Yiyang didn't touch anything on Su Moshi's body, even if he had a lot of secrets on his body, he was not curious, after all, people can be admired after death.

And in fact, the main reason is that he saw the magic array technique put by Su Moshi next to the bed, which is also an old book, if it weren't for the four big characters of the magic array on it, anyone who read it would probably ignore it.

Zhang Yiyang picked up the book, and when he turned the first page, a note written on straw paper fell.

Picked up this note, the handwriting on it was neat, but only two sentences were written, "Books are given to destined people, and good stories are inherited." The formation is endless, and it will be passed down from generation to generation. ”

"It seems that this Su Demon has long known that someone will come to find him for this magic array technique!"

Zhang Yiyang muttered and opened the book, this book is not thick but hundreds of pages, each page carefully depicts a formation, and there is a personal understanding of the demon array below, which is easy for people to draw inferences. And the depicted formation is like a real arrangement in this book, which makes people look at it seriously and can't help but sweat coldly.

The formation path is the same as cultivation, it is all cultivation and enlightenment, but most of the energy of Su Moshi's life is spent on the formation path, so his attainment of the formation path is really the peak, and it is understandable, until the end, Su Moshi can even cast a powerful killing array with his handprint in the air, which makes Zhang Yiyang dumbfounded.