Xiao Mo looked at the dark red mottled stone hall, and the expression on his face couldn't help but become extremely solemn.

This stone hall made him feel dangerous, and even developed a reluctance to approach.

However, his intuition told him that the stone hall in the center of this secret art hall must have its secret, and this secret should not be small, otherwise, it would not be so hidden, and the location is so hidden?

Whether to watch it or not, the most important thing is, how can Xiao Mo watch everything in the stone hall?

If there is no one inside, it's okay, if there are people inside, wouldn't Xiao Mo throw himself into the net?

Thinking about it, Xiao Mo's eyes suddenly lit up.

He understood that if this stone hall was really extremely important, the person in it was very likely to be Ye Maha himself, the master of the Mystic Palace. And the place where he is should naturally be the most important place in the Mystic Palace, and it is absolutely impossible to break in.

However, maybe Xiao Mo can discover the secret without breaking in, that is, using his soul perception beyond ordinary people, directly probing the situation inside, and seeing if anyone can say anything more.

Of course, there is also a certain risk in doing so, that is, although Xiao Mo's soul perception surpasses ordinary people, it will never reach a level comparable to the human realm, and it is estimated that it will be at most comparable to the middle and middle stages of the health realm.

If there was really the hall master of the Secret Art Palace, 'Vimo Monk' Ye Maha, with his powerful spiritual sense, he might be able to detect Xiao Mo's prying eyes, and capture him in one fell swoop, with unimaginable consequences.

However, apart from this method, Xiao Mo couldn't think of a better way for the time being.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and fought hard.

Since Gan Maoqi came here, there is no reason to return empty-handed. Came to the most important stone hall, and left halfway, didn't everything you did before be in vain?

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, found a corner, completely hid his figure in the space, and then stretched out a hand and touched the stone wall of the dark red stone hall in front of him.

Soul perception followed the hand towards the center of the stone hall.

If it is said that the soul perception is water, then this hand is now the canal, as the water overflows the canal and touches the stone wall, a wonderful feeling appears in Xiao Mo's heart.

He only felt that "himself" had passed through a dark wall, and then, his eyes suddenly lit up, and Xiao Mo's "body" had jumped into another space, a space that was not big, but it looked extremely eerie.

A man in white, sitting on the relief pattern of a hundred ghosts, surrounded by a hundred ghosts howling, the yin wind gusted, and the skin of the man in white continued to ooze fresh blood beads, and then was eaten by those flying hundred ghosts.

But the aura of the man in white not only did not decline, but seemed to be stronger.

"What kind of exercise is this?"

From the first moment he "saw" the man in white, Xiao Mo naturally recognized that he was the hall master of the Secret Art Hall who had gone to the Confession Hall and persecuted himself and Zuo Xiutong, 'Vimo Monk' Ye Maha.

However, he usually looks gentle and humble in front of people, and he looks like a gentleman of the world, but secretly, why is he cultivating such an evil method?

Even if Xiao Mo couldn't recognize the origin of this exercise, there was no doubt that seeing this strange scene, he could definitely guess that what Ye Maha was cultivating was obviously not those orthodox exercises of the Zhidao Palace, but an exercise of unknown origin, but a very strange and powerful exercise.

As the deputy head of the Supreme Daoist Palace, what he originally cultivated was Dao-level exercises, although it was only the lowest grade of Dao-level exercises, but he was also one of the few top powerhouses in the entire Daoist Palace who could practice Dao-level exercises.

It can even be said that he is one of the few top powerhouses in the entire Lingzhou who has mastered Dao-level exercises.

In addition, he is also in charge of the Secret Art Hall of the Daoist Palace, what kind of secret art is not in the Secret Art Palace? Basically, as long as it has appeared in Lingzhou, there have been, more than eighty percent, all of them have been collected here, and they are free for him to read and learn.

Even in this secret art hall, there are not only Lingzhou locals, but even the secret arts of the outside world, there are also a lot.

Why, then, with such an identity and status, and thousands of rare secret techniques at his disposal, why didn't he choose some secret methods that were righteous and bright and in line with his status and status, but secretly cultivated such an evil method?

Could it be that this evil method is actually more powerful and precious than Dao-level secret arts?

Just when Xiao Mo was doubting in his heart, an even more amazing scene appeared.

I saw that as the aura on his body was strong to a certain extent, suddenly, that aura began to decline sharply, like a waterfall falling from the sky, pouring for thousands of miles.

Ye Maha's face turned pale, but his lips became black as ink in an instant, and a cloud of black gas began to spread around him.

At this moment, he didn't look like the deputy mountain master of a top-level school palace, but like those extremely vicious top-level fierce demons.

As soon as he raised his hand, he suddenly patted the stone sculpture under the seat, and suddenly, those hovering phantoms of the hundred ghosts let out a scream, and retracted into the relief unwillingly, and then, he pressed it in another place, and on the ground, there was a sudden "click......click" several times, cracking a huge gap.

A cage made of stainless steel, slowly rising from the crack.

In the cage, there was a young man in white with a pale face and long hair scattered.

The young man in white was bound by a chain on all four limbs, one end of which was linked to the four corners of the cage, which made him open to form a large character like a prisoner about to be executed, and his expression was extremely wilted, obviously not knowing how much torture he had suffered.

However, the aura on his body was no matter how bright it was, and his spine was raised high, and a purple ancient sword could be faintly seen brewing in it, which had reached the point where it was about to break out.

"Yuan Ling Sword Qi!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Mo almost exclaimed, because he could see that what this young man in white was cultivating was the spirit-level middle-grade inheritance technique that Ye Maha had passed on to Xiao Shenjian, the Yuan Spirit Sword Qi.

Moreover, this young man's cultivation of the Yuan Spirit Sword Qi is obviously deeper than that of Xiao Shenjian's cultivation, and his cultivation is still higher.

The Yuan Ling Sword Qi is the secret of the Secret Art Palace, and most of the disciples and even the elders in the Dao Palace are not qualified to cultivate, it stands to reason that only Ye Maha and Xiao Shen Sword Master and Apprentice will be, who is this person, why did he also cultivate the Yuan Spirit Sword Qi, and he was locked here?

The most important thing is that Ye Maha is obviously cultivating a strange and unpredictable magic skill, but when his breath is at its weakest, he proposes this young man in white who has cultivated the 'Yuan Spirit Sword Qi', what is he going to do?

Xiao Mo was extremely puzzled.

However, these doubts were quickly answered.

Because when the steel cage rose to the ground, Ye Maha had already stood up from the ground, smiled, and walked towards the steel cage.

And the young man in white in the cage also slowly opened his eyes at this time, as if waking up from a deep sleep, a pair of eyes, when he opened them, he saw Ye Maha's figure, he was first angry, and finally became desperate, and then, in his eyes, it became a piece of resentment.