The entire Scripture Pavilion is an exhibition hall of exercises and antiques, and Ye Feng did not find anything useful here.

"These lamas have a very interesting way of doing things."

Ye Feng looked at the center of the square, gathered together, without wearing masks, and gave the lamas who had passed away as masters, with a smile drawn on the corner of his mouth.

The energy fluctuations in the bodies of these lamas are obviously not the fluctuations of the exercises in the antique showroom.

And right under their buttocks, in the basement of the square, it turned out to be the real exercise.

As for how Ye Feng sensed it, he still had to thank Heart Gu.

These monks seem to have surpassed the dead master together, but!

Their minds are not as pure as they seem, their hearts are rippling, and some of them are still immersed in martial arts, Ye Feng felt from their hearts the hiding place of the true martial arts of the Great Wheel Temple.

"This Heart Gu's ability is really easy to use!"

Rubbing his forehead, Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh.

Although it is easy to use, the side effects are still obvious, and it has filled his mind at the same time for so many years, and for a while, he almost didn't get him fine.

In addition, it is also because of the strong difference in strength between the two sides, if it is at the same level or even higher, I am afraid it will not be able to snoop.

Not only can it not be snooped, but it will startle the snake.

"But where is this entrance?"

Looking at the buzzing square, Ye Feng touched his chin.

From the scattered thoughts, Ye Feng spied on the real treasure, but where is the door, there is no in these thoughts.

"Find a tongue!"

With a slight groan, Ye Feng switched Gu worms, and then quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The time of half-burnt incense passed, and Ye Feng appeared in a basement.

The entrance is in the main hall of the Great Wheel Temple, and the long staircase corridor with torches shining on both sides makes you feel like you're exploring the mystery.

Along the stairs, soon, Ye Feng walked into a huge underground space.

The torch lighting of the named corridor in Shanghai, but in this huge underground space, it is like daylight.

Instead of electric lighting, the ceiling automatically emits light.

The ceiling is a cyan stone that gives off a soft glow.

Looking up, you can clearly see the various lines on the stone, but, at first glance, it is chaotic, and there is no pattern at all.

But if you look closely, you have a feeling of being drawn to it.

This bluestone slab seems to have a mysterious power.

In this bluestone, there are decent bookshelves, on which are a book of cheats.

And this bluestone slab covers the entire space, the ceiling, the surrounding walls, and the floor at the bottom of the feet.

On the Relationship between Buddhism and Martial Arts

"The Restraint of the Flame Knife Technique"

............

Such cheats are the hallmark of today's era.

Without immediately looking at these cheats, Ye Feng's palm was placed on the wall and rubbed gently, and in the process, he felt a soft force radiating in his body.

"This thing, a bit like jade."

"It seems to have a lot of insights stored in it."

That's right, it's a feeling, vaguely, Ye Feng felt some spiritual fluctuations in it.

It's very faint, it's small.

There is no specific condensation, but there is a kind of touch.

Gathering his spirit, merging his spirit and spirit, and entering the state of a sage, Ye Feng actually had a feeling of epiphany.

Some vague feelings came into my mind step by step.

"Treasure land!"

Without further exploration, Ye Feng immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and began to absorb these insights.

Immersed in cultivation, I don't know the flow of time.

Gradually, Ye Feng felt that he had entered a very wonderful state, as if everything in the world was under control, and his own exercises were evolving freely.

"What people!"

Just when Ye Feng was still immersed in it, a sudden shout directly called Ye Feng's whole person out of the state of epiphany.

"It's a pity!"

Ye Feng's face was helpless, and the feeling that he had finally come was interrupted.

There must be unhappiness, but Ye Feng didn't have too much loss.

When I first reached the realm of a real person, my spirit and spirit fused into one, and I was still able to enter the state of epiphany often, which was a period of rapid improvement.

But now, that state hasn't come for a long time!

"I'm lucky, and my index finger is lucky."

Sighing, Ye Feng looked at the little lama in front of him, smiled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, a darkness enveloped them in an instant.

In the darkness, an invisible force penetrated, causing them to fall into a deep sleep.

"Keep reading."

Glancing at the lamas who had fallen to the ground, Ye Feng walked towards the bookshelf.

Ye Feng reads books very quickly, flipping through the pages quickly, the pages are constantly rumbling in his hands, not so much reading books as turning books.

Not all of them may be able to comprehend and understand immediately, but his super mental power can make him remember it quickly.

Soon, Ye Feng remembered all the realizations of these lamas over the years.

For a while, the brain was a little swollen.

Stuffing so much content into your mind at once, even if these martial arts theories are not too profound, it is still a big burden.

"Gotta leave."

Faintly, Ye Feng heard more footsteps, and it was those lamas above who found that a few little lamas had not gone up and came to investigate.

Walk towards the wall and punch out.

This punch is restrained in power, without any irritability and riot.

But with a single punch, the cyan wall shattered into a palm-sized shard.

The boxy, neat fragments seem to have been carved out with a glass knife.

"Take you back to research."

The figure introduced darkness and sneaked in the shadows, Ye Feng and some lamas on the front side of the road staggered, and no one noticed.

When I came out of the ground, the sky was already blue, and I came late at night, and the return road was approaching dawn.

"Master, how is it?"

Ye Feng returned, and Ding Wuliu stared at him all night.

During this night, she was very worried about Ye Feng's safety, although her own master was strong, but she had experienced the baptism of Yuan Tiangang and Xiaomeng in a row, Ding Wuliu was very worried about whether the Dalun Temple also had extraordinary power.

If it really exists, it's really dangerous.

"Look at this thing, do you have any senses." Ye Feng didn't respond to Ding Wuliu, but handed her the square cyan fragment in his hand.

"What is this?"

Taking over the fragments, Ding Wuliu subconsciously used his true liquid to perceive the changes in it.

For a while, I felt a chill in my head, and I felt empowered.

Not only that, but the blood in the body seemed to be faintly boiling, as if it wanted to break through some obstacles.

"It seems to have some effect, I feel that my blood is not calm." Ding Wuliu said in a deep voice.

"Is there really a reaction?"

Frowning, Ye Feng was surprised.

Originally, he just wanted to try, after all, Ding Wuliu had a different bloodline, maybe there was some special reaction, but he didn't expect it······

What a clever hand!

ps: I really don't know what to say, so I will be blocked inexplicably