Mo Lun stepped into the secret room, looked around, this secret room is like a study, three sides are bookshelves, full of books, standing on the edge of the bookshelf, looking through one by one, these books cover a wide range, astronomy and geography, celebrity anecdotes, all kinds of war skills, there are actually military books, arranging troops, seizing fighters, how to win more with less, etc. Mo Lun took a general look at them and put them in the bag.

In the middle of the secret room was a table of eight immortals, where an open book rested quietly, and there were illustrations on it. At this moment, a light wind blew from there, blowing the pages of the book, and I saw that the illustration came to life, floated out of the book, and with a gentle light into Morun's eyebrows, Morun felt a buzz in his head, and returned to normal. In Mo Lun's eyebrows, he could clearly feel a powerful message, "The Four Elephant Divine Fist, Xuan-level skills, are divided into four layers, the first layer, can be cultivated in the later stage of Qi training, if the spiritual power is strong, the middle stage of Qi training can barely be cultivated, the second layer, the early stage of refining void can be cultivated・・・・・・・ the first layer is practiced, like an elephant, with strong strength, stepping on the Quartet・・・・・・・・・ the fourth layer is practiced, and the four elephants come out together, like ten thousand horses galloping, and can move mountains and reclaim the sea."

Mo Lun sat in the secret room, the spiritual power in his body was activated, according to the spiritual power operation route indicated by the Four Elephant Divine Fist, trying to condense an elephant shadow, the palm of the hand continued to change the posture, a stream of spiritual power fluctuations danced with the palm, a little white mist at the Baihui was gradually rising, and between the two palms, an elephant's leg was faintly seen stepping into the air, and then it disappeared for a long time.

Looking at this scene, Mo Lun shook his head, and then sat upright again, his hands stacked different palm prints, gathering the spiritual power together, and a faint blue spiritual power was condensed between his palms, and that kind of spiritual power was constantly condensed, and an elephant's leg was faintly visible. Mo Lun gritted his teeth and persevered, mobilizing every spiritual power in his body to prevent it from spreading, and this time the elephant leg lasted a little longer than the first time.

"It seems that you have to practice constantly. Moren thought.

A month had passed before Moren stood up and walked to the next chamber with his trademark smile, which contained nothing but a white skeleton.

"This is the Old Man of the Sword?" Moren said, as the skeleton sat on top of a futon, pinching the tip in one hand and holding the other palm on his chest. On the ground in front of the skeleton, there was an empty jade bottle.

"It seems that this old man is really sitting down during his exercises. Morren judged. I couldn't see the old man's expression from the skull at all, and I didn't know whether it was pain or joy, "The failure to advance to the Great Perfection realm should be very painful, and no one will be happy." Mo Lun patted his head, then shook his head again, and his eyes stayed between the two jawbones, where there was a round transparent bead, because of the transparency, the skull was white, so if you didn't look closely, you really couldn't find it. Mo Lun took off the beads, looked at them, smelled them, and there was a faint medicinal fragrance. "This is the elixir, well, the Divine Pill, the elixir used by the old man when he hit the Great Perfection realm, but unfortunately, he didn't have time to take it, so he hung up. Mo Lun shook his head regretfully and put the Transformation Pill back into the jade bottle, "This pill is of little use to me now, but it will definitely be able to be used when I hit the Great Perfection Realm." Thinking of this, he put the jade bottle into the Qiankun bag. He looked around again, "Why is there no door? Then how can I get out? Hey, let's bury the old man first, and I'm half a master anyway." As he thought, Mo Lun knelt down in front of the old man's bones, and knocked his head three times.

The third head just hit the ground, only to hear a boom, the ground trembled, only to feel that the body shook, slowly sinking down, Mo Lun hurriedly looked up, only to see that the ground where he and the old man's bones were located was slowly sinking, Mo Lun got up and wanted to jump out of this range, but the body was like being imprisoned, he couldn't move, he could only watch himself fall with the old man's bones little by little, without any noise, as if the air was solidified, until a person and a skeleton did not enter the ground, only to hear a bang The ground above closed together, and the ground below was dark, and he couldn't see his five fingers, Mo Lun stood there quietly, sensing everything around him, after a long time, everything was as usual, there was no movement, Mo Lun waited, waiting for his eyes to adapt to the dark environment here, a red point of light in the distance, like a fire beating, Mo Lun groped his feet in the direction of the red dot, and gradually moved away from the old man's bones, his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness in the dark room, where he was located was a wide cave, and the direction of the red dot seemed to be at the end of a narrow passage, and there was nothing else in this hole.

Mo Lun wanted to see what the red dot was, so he walked quickly in that direction, and as soon as he walked out of the wide cave and entered the narrow passage, he felt the ground shaking, and then he heard the sound of rocks falling from the sky, with a rumbling sound, and then the ground began to crack, and huge rocks rolled down from the mountain, and the ground continued to collapse. "This is a cave that is about to collapse, run!" Mo Lun did not hesitate to carry the butterfly ghost step, and quickly rushed forward, at this time, the cave continued to fall from the sky of the huge stone rain, and some boulders just fell around the old man's bones, forming a huge tomb, and the falling soil buried the tomb again.

Of course, Moren didn't know this as he ran, the collapsed and falling stones were right behind him, and the cracks in the ground were getting bigger and bigger, and the cracks were chasing Morun's steps, and if Morun's steps were a little slower, the boulder would smash him into the cracks in the ground. Mo Lun rushed forward with all his might, feeling that the front was getting hotter and hotter, and he didn't know how long he had been running, sweat was constantly oozing out of his pores, I don't know if it was running or startling or the high temperature in front of him made Mo Lun's sweat more and more, Mo Lun felt that the vibration of the ground began to weaken, and the rumbling sound began to become smaller, he stopped, and looked back, the narrow passage had been blocked by boulders, and a small amount of dirt was falling, constantly filling the remaining gaps.

Mo Lun sighed, for the old man of the sword and for himself, the skeleton of the old man of the sword was buried in the cave, and he also counted one of his wishes, but he himself was trapped in the passage of the cave, and ahead, and he didn't know what was dangerous, there was no way, there was only one way ahead, even the Longtan tiger's den had to go hard.

Moren sped forward along the passage, the temperature getting higher and higher, and he became more and more breathless, and gradually he was greeted by a sea of fire. The area in front of it was very wide, the flames were blazing, crackling, the tongues of fire were spitting out high temperatures, the flames were rolling, and the surrounding rocks were red and black, as if the magma wrapped in them was about to drip down at any time.

Facing a sea of fire, Mo Lun pondered quietly, and for a moment, he saw him striding towards the sea of fire.