The poisonous scorpions were still pouring out, and Song Shiyin looked down at the pit on the ground while waving the Spirit Devouring Vine.

The pit was very deep, there was no end in sight, it was dark inside, and she could only see the poisonous scorpions keep burrowing out, she suddenly thought of something, and looked up at Zhuo Guang.

At this time, Zhuo Guang also turned around, and the two looked at each other and smiled, as if they wanted to go together.

Song Shiyin found a pit and stepped into it with both feet, the poisonous scorpion was still attacking her, and she continued to activate the spirit devouring effect of the Spirit Devouring Vine, turning them into corpses one by one.

The yellow sand under his feet was slowly falling, and it didn't take long for Song Shiyin's legs to be buried by the yellow sand, and she looked in the direction of Zhuo Guang, and the yellow sand had reached his waist.

Song Shiyin's body continued to sink downward, and the yellow sand slowly covered her thighs, waist, chest, and neck.

The poisonous scorpions around her stared at her with red eyes and rushed towards her with a shout, but at this time, she could no longer hear any sound, and it seemed that she was the only one left between heaven and earth.

Before she lost consciousness, all she saw was the scorpion's wide mouth and white fangs.

The feeling of weightlessness came, Song Shiyin only felt lightheaded, and after a while, the discomfort suddenly disappeared, she slowly opened her eyes, and there was an underground space under the yellow sand.

"Brother Zhuo." She shouted softly.

"I'm here." It was Zhuoguang's voice, coming from in front of her.

The underground space was dark, Song Shiyin groped, took a few steps forward, and joined Zhuo Guang.

At this time, the two of them had also understood that the yellow sand above was just an illusion used to confuse them, and the space they were in was where the real formation was.

While the two of them were thinking, a white light suddenly appeared, illuminating the entire underground space, and the dazzling light made Song Shiyin can't help but squint, and then the white light dimmed until he could barely see what was in front of him.

They were in a hallway, with rooms on the left and right, front and back, with doors wide open, as if to welcome them in.

Zhuo Guang motioned for the two to take a look, and walked to the first room, and Song Shiyin followed.

The room is not big, it is full of cabinets, Song Shiyin looked closer, it was a book, under the dust, there were faintly visible "tips", "techniques", "treasures".

Song Shiyin walked through row by row, and all the exercises were placed on it, with a wide variety of types.

To be cautious, she didn't use anything, Zhuo Guang over there had the same idea as her, just walking around the room to investigate.

In the whole room, I don't know where the light came in, it was the same as the brightness of the corridor just now, and the walls looked like they were made of ordinary stones, and there was nothing abnormal.

Song Shiyin approached Zhuo Guang and shook his head slightly, Zhuo Guang also shook his head, neither of them found any new clues.

After going out, the two of them walked to the second room, which was also full of cabinets, on which were all kinds of pill jade bottles.

Song Shiyin squatted down slightly, carefully identifying, the handwriting on some bottles was not clear, as if they had been corroded by something.

She pronounced out the names of the pills one by one, and found that a large part of them were unheard of by her, and they were not at all the pills that were currently in existence mentioned in the Daquan she had studied before.

So are these things left over from antiquity and have not yet been discovered, or are they just illusions, a delusion projected by the human heart?

"Brother Zhuo, what do you say......" Song Shiyin turned his head and asked Zhuo Guang beside him hesitantly.

But before she could say anything, she was broken by a sudden movement.

There was a "thud" sound, and a man fell from above to the door of the room where the two of them were, and he snorted, put his hands on the ground, and quickly stood up.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Song Shiyin and Zhuo Guang staring at him.

Song Shiyin noticed that the sect clothes on his body were the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect, and at the same time, he also saw the sect clothes on the two of them, and the two sides exchanged backgrounds in an instant.

The male cultivator looked at the two of them with a wary face, touched the hilt of the sword behind his back with his right hand, and stood still in place

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Zhuo Guang showed a friendly smile, he said softly, and said to the male cultivator: "Fellow Daoist, don't be nervous, the danger of the underground space is unknown, there are only two of us, would you like to act with us?" Many people also have many strengths, and they take care of each other."

Song Shiyin also smiled slightly, and looked at the male cultivator opposite sincerely.

The male cultivator thought for a moment, Song Shiyin felt that the smile on his face was about to stiffen, and he finally tightened the corners of his mouth and nodded.

The two sides agreed, and the male cultivator moved step by step, walked into the room, and finally stood beside the two, but there was always a distance, and he didn't trust the two.

Song Shiyin didn't care, the danger in this space had not yet appeared, so naturally it was better to have one more friend than one more enemy.

In order to show her sincerity, Song Shiyin first introduced herself and Zhuo Guang, and then talked about her experience since entering the secret realm, she said while quietly observing the male cultivator's reaction, and she could see that he was slightly relaxed.

After finishing speaking, the male cultivator showed a shallow smile, and he said, "I am Xu Wenbing of the Xuantian Sword Sect, and I have a similar experience to you, I fought hard with the poisonous scorpion for a long time, and was even injured by him in the end."

Speaking of the last sentence, he smiled wryly, stretched out his hand in front of the two of them, pulled his sleeve up, and a deep wound that could be seen in front of him.

The wound had already scabbed, black and red, and it looked shocking. "You can hold out for so long alone, it shows that your strength is very good, so be careful later."

Zhuo Guang opened his mouth to comfort, and Xu Wenbing nodded when he heard this.

"You just said that before I came, you entered two rooms?" Xu Wenbing looked left and right, frowned and asked.

"That's right, to be cautious, we didn't touch it, one room is full of exercises, and the other is where we are, full of pills." Song Shiyin answered.

"Is there anything else?" Xu Wenbing asked.

Song Shiyin and Zhuo Guang both shook their heads.

After speaking, Xu Wenbing walked back and forth in the room, he squatted down for a while, and stepped on his feet for a while, as if he wanted to turn this place upside down.

Song Shiyin's gaze moved with him, not understanding what he was going to do, just hoping to find new clues.

"These elixirs never seem to have been published." After a moment of silence, Xu Wenbing said hesitantly.

"That's right." Song Shiyin and Zhuo Guang said in unison.

After that, the scene began to be silent again, and none of the three of them spoke again, only the footsteps of Xu Wenbing walking back and forth and the friction of clothes in the entire room.

After walking back and forth a few times, his brows were obviously furrowed, the corners of his mouth were tense, and his face was serious, and he could see that he had nothing new to gain.

Song Shiyin and Zhuo Guang glanced at each other and sighed.

"Oops!" Song Shiyin seemed to suddenly remember something, and let out a low breath, causing both of them to look at him.

"We seem to have forgotten how many other rooms we could go to." Song Shiyin said this calmly, and she felt a little helpless.

Hearing this, the two people in front of them raised their eyebrows, and only then did they remember this matter.

The three of them walked towards the door together, and there were countless rooms in the hallway, and they entered the third room in the order they had just entered.

Sure enough, this room was the same size as the previous two, with the same number of shelves, but the things placed on it became talismans.

The three of them walked to the three shelves in unison, and looked at the past one by one, Song Shiyin didn't know much about the runes, but the names of these runes on the shelves were very awkward.

"Fellow Daoist, do you know anything about talismans?" Song Shiyin looked back like Xu Wenbing.

"I'm sorry, I'm a sword cultivator, and I only know a thing or two about talismans, but so far, what I've seen is unheard of and unseen." Xu Wenbing sighed.

After speaking, Song Shiyin looked at Zhuo Guang again, and Zhuo Guang also shook his head at her.

The three rooms full of cultivation materials were just to lure the greed in their hearts?

The three of them don't

Stopped, and went to the next room, and they went back and forth from one room to another, and just like that, I don't know how long.

The things placed in it can be said to have everything from long swords to spirit plants to magic weapons, including almost all the categories of immortal cultivation materials in the Nine Domains.

"That's not right." Xu Wenbing frowned and said in a deep voice.

Song Shiyin also knew that something was wrong, but the current clue was here, where was the problem?

After a busy time, the three of them returned to square one, and they stepped into a room again, but this became the first room that the two of them had arrived, and the room where the exercises were placed.

"...... here" Song Shiyin couldn't help but speak, and Xu Wenbing looked at her suspiciously.

"This is the first room we've entered." Zhuoguang explained.

"How?"

"Fellow Daoist, look at the ground." Song Shiyin lowered his head, this room was covered with dust, and the names on the cover of the exercises were also covered by dust.

Therefore, when they came, they left footprints on the thin speck of dust.

Going around and around, they returned to the first room, does it mean that the countless rooms they saw were also false visions?

"There are only a handful of different rooms in this subterranean space." Xu Wenbing came to a conclusion.

If this speculation comes true, then they have one more clue, but how does this help them break the game? Song Shiyin's thoughts flew and he thought.

Just when everyone was at a loss, there was a new movement in the underground space.

Song Shiyin followed the sound and saw that there was a wisp of yellow sand flowing downward not far from the door, falling to the ground, making a rustling sound.

The next moment a monk fell, and he fell to the ground with a thud, and then he wailed in pain.

The man said "oops, oops" a few times, and slowly stood up with his buttocks in his hands, and he raised his eyes to look at the three of them, and his eyes were shining with gold.

His eyes widened wider and wider, and the longing inside was undisguised, stumbling towards the room.

Song Shiyin was frightened, she turned her head to look back, and there was still that wall behind her, and nothing else appeared.

Before the male cultivator walked to the shelf, he paused, and he just stared at the exercises on it quietly.

Only then did Song Shiyin know that the desire in his eyes just now was because of the exercises on the shelf.

"Fellow Daoist, hello ......" As soon as Song Shiyin spoke, he saw this male cultivator suddenly pounce on the shelf, holding all the exercises above in his arms.

"Don't touch it!" Song Shiyin stopped it, but it was too late, the shelf fell to the ground, and the exercises on it smashed to the ground along with the male cultivators.

The male cultivator reacted instantly, stuffed all the exercises into his arms, and he knelt on the ground, his movements were very sharp.

"Fellow Daoist, it's dangerous for you to do this, you can't touch things here." Song Shiyin spoke again, and she took a few steps forward and touched the male cultivator's shoulder.

Unexpectedly, the male cultivator's movements suddenly stopped, and he turned his head to look at Song Shiyin.

The male cultivator opened his mouth, saliva fell drop by drop, his eyes were red, and his eyes were about to split, not like a normal person at all.

Song Shiyin was stunned for a moment, her hand was still on the male cultivator's shoulder, and the male cultivator suddenly poured his whole body with spiritual power, flicking Song Shiyin's hand away.

Song Shiyin's body was impacted, and she took five or six steps back before she could barely stabilize her body, and Zhuo Guang over there also came over quickly and supported her behind her.

The male cultivator in front of him turned his head back again, and continued to stuff the exercises on the ground into his arms one by one.

His clothes were stretched to the brim, but he still didn't stop.