Shen Luo was a little puzzled at first, but after a little thought, he understood.

Most of the books in this hall are reading pavilions open to all inner and outer disciples, and at most some basic exercises are stored in them, but it is unlikely that the important classics of the true inheritance of the sect will be left in them.

This is actually no different from the practice of the Spring and Autumn Concept, most of the Zhenzong exercises are passed on by word of mouth between masters and apprentices, and they are not publicized, and the pure yang sword technique is like this.

After Shen Luo rested for a while, he turned around and picked out a few books about the basic exercises of cultivation from the stack of ancient books, as well as those classics about elixir fairy grass and alchemy refining tools, and put them into the Seven Star Pen.

Then, he put away the rest of the books that he had not finished reading, and then he stretched his waist and planned to get out of here through the hole in the wall.

It's just that just as he twisted his neck and moved his muscles and bones, the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of a corner in the main hall, and a faint white light lit up.

He hurriedly walked over there, and when he looked over, he found that on the wall there hung a silk painting about a foot wide and three feet long, which happened to be reflected by the moonlight cast from outside the house, reflecting a hazy white light.

Shen Luo was puzzled in his heart, and quickly came to the silk painting, and saw a round of bright and clean full moon painted on it, and there was a cluster of green bamboos standing obliquely under the moonlight, projecting a shadowy shadow under the reflection of the moonlight, which was a picture of "Tianzhu looking at the moon".

This picture is really excellent, I don't know what pigment is used, after so many years, it does not lose the color at all, the green bamboo still looks verdant, the full moon is white with yellow, revealing a warmth, looking lifelike.

Shen Luo only glanced at it a few times, and suddenly felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the green bamboo and the full moon seemed to suddenly become real, reflected in front of him.

Under the moonlight, as if a breeze was blowing, the green bamboos swayed one by one, colliding with each other, as if there was a sound of bamboo striking, and the shadows cast on the ground began to change.

Shen Luo was surprised in his heart, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze, the vision in front of him no longer existed, and the sound of bamboo in his ears disappeared.

"What's going on?" he said, surprised, and once again turned his gaze to the picture.

At this glance, the illusory scene resurfaced, not only the bamboo shadow kept changing, but even the moonlight seemed to be shattered, sprinkling a mottled shadow of light and dark on the ground.

Shen Luo stared at the ever-changing shadow for a long time, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, as if he had realized "oh".

"It doesn't seem to look like ......," but soon, he shook his head inexplicably and muttered to himself.

He nodded his head and shook his head for a whole hour.

"In the change of this moon shadow, there seems to be some kind of footwork change, it must be a cat, but it will definitely not be able to understand it in a short time, so let's put it away first. In the end, Shen Luo still shook his head and sighed.

After that, Shen Luo stepped forward, took the silk painting off the wall, rolled it up casually, and put it into the seven-star pen.

The pen was stuffed with all sorts of things in succession, and soon there wasn't much room left.

After cleaning up, Shen Luo walked out of the hole in the back wall and continued to march towards the square, encountering more and more halls along the way, but without exception, all of them had been destroyed in the war.

The bones encountered along the way also began to become more and more dense, but most of them had been covered by vegetation and hidden in the wild grass.

"It seems that the main battlefield of the war was near here. Shen Luo thought secretly.

In the night, there was a deathly silence all around, only the sound of "rustling" footsteps echoed around.

The collapsed halls along the way are like piles of tombs stacked on top of each other.

A gust of night wind struck, the shadows of the surrounding trees swayed, and the dense forests and ruins lit up with a glowing green light, but countless bones and phosphorus flames rose up, flowing all over the field like fireflies.

Shen Luo walked through the ghost fire, and then walked out of the dense forest together, and came to the square that covered a large area.

Immediately, a strange scene appeared in front of his eyes.

I saw that ghost fires were constantly gathering all around, like soldiers in formation, swimming around the white square.

Shen Luo's eyes were full of surprise, and he looked at the square carefully, but saw that there were only a few bones and fallen leaves on it, and there was no magic circle in sight, and there seemed to be no mystery in it.

In the middle of the square, there is a circular platform, only three feet above the ground, on which you can see a vague Tai Chi pattern, which seems to be made of two different colors of masonry, and nothing else.

Shen Luo immediately let go of his divine sense and glanced towards the square, but still did not find the slightest abnormality.

After waiting for a while, the ghost flames did not disperse, but fell to the ground one after another, surrounding the whole square, as if a circle of green oil lamps had been lit for it.

Shen Luo hesitated slightly, but still walked up to the square.

As soon as he stepped onto the hundred-stone floor of the square, it was as if a whirlwind rose up all around him, and all the ghost fire flew into the air.

Shen Luo's heart tightened, and he immediately stopped and looked around.

After a while, when there were no other visions, he felt a little relieved and continued towards the high platform in the center of the square.

However, after walking more than 100 steps, when he saw that he was only ten zhang away from the high platform, a vague human voice suddenly sounded in Shen Luo's ears.

But no matter how loud or small the voice was, the words were always vague, and he couldn't really hear them.

Shen Luo was puzzled in his heart, so he hurriedly picked up his mind and wanted to hear it clearly, but his mind only moved slightly, and he just heard clearly in his ears the sentence "If it is the way, it will advance, and if it is not the way, it will retreat", and it was like a sudden explosion of thunder in his mind.

There was a loud "boom".

Shen Luo only felt as if the back of his head had been slammed with a sledgehammer, his eyes suddenly turned black, and his body shook a few times one after the other, almost falling to the ground.

He scrambled to steady his senses, his hands pinching his eyebrows, and shook his head heavily, trying to sober himself up.

This feeling actually made him feel a little familiar, and he suddenly remembered that when he tried to leak the jade pillow heavenly secret, it seemed to be such a strange scene.

Shen Luo staggered back a few steps, shook his head, and the sound in his mind like a heavy blow disappeared immediately, and the vague voice of human speech also disappeared immediately.

He froze in place, a little confused as to what was happening.

"I obviously heard the voice of human speech just now, but what did he say?" Shen Luo said with a puzzled look on his face.