It was a tall and thin man dressed in a short hexagram, and now his back was facing Beihe, so he couldn't see the face of this person.

In terms of body shape, although this person is not strong, the muscles of his body are well-defined, giving people a feeling of strength, like a vigorous cheetah.

The other eight people who stepped into this place, Beihe had seen them, and none of them were similar to the current person.

Bei He secretly said in his heart, could it be that this person was an ancient martial artist in the Martial King Palace back then.

With this in mind, he continued to walk forward, but cautiously, and deliberately avoided the man some distance.

As he walked past him, his face changed.

It was a middle-aged man with a mustache with sallow skin and an emaciated face. Now his eyes are open, and he looks calmly ahead.

What made people's pupils shrink was that there was a finger-sized blood hole in the center of this person's eyebrows, and a black blood stain flowed from it to the bridge of his nose, but it had long since dried up.

There was no sign of life or breath fluctuations on this tall and thin man's body, it was a corpse.

After coming to this conclusion, Beihe was taken aback.

Judging from this person's figure, this should be an ancient martial monk, but he has been dead for many years. But it was incredible that he was able to stand all the time, and his body did not rot into a white bone like the others.

Beihe paused, and then carefully observed this person.

All the appearances of this tall and thin man are in line with the characteristics of a martial artist, especially the ten fingers of this person, which are much longer than ordinary people, and it seems that he should have cultivated some kind of finger kung fu.

Because of Beihe's cultivation of the Heavenly Divine Skill, he knew that some body refiners who had cultivated a certain kind of high-level alchemy technique, or who had refined their physical bodies to an extremely high level, could indeed achieve a thousand years of incorruptibility after death. Judging from the current situation, it seems that the masters among the ancient martial arts monks can do the same.

Come to think of it, martial artists originally took physical fitness as the foundation of cultivation, and the same is true for ancient martial monks. And the terrifying existence among the ancient martial monks, the physical body is probably stronger than the body refiner among the monks, and it is reasonable that the physical body will not rot after death.

He stared at this person beside him for a long time, and secretly said that this ancient martial artist has been dead for so many years, and his body is definitely a treasure body, if this person is refined into a refining corpse, maybe this refining corpse will burst out with terrifying combat power.

But after thinking about it for a long time, Beihe still raised his steps and walked forward.

The Demon Abyss Pass is opened once in fifty years, and he doesn't know how many people have set foot in this place before, and these people don't have the idea of beating this ancient martial monk's body, this person has always stood in the main hall, and he still doesn't want to touch this person. If something unpredictable is caused by this, the gain outweighs the loss.

With this in mind, Beihe took a step forward and continued to walk forward.

At the moment, where he was, it was already extremely difficult for the monks of the Yuan Dynasty to walk.

As soon as he stepped into the next hall, he saw a person in a black robe, who was none other than the female cultivator who had set foot in this place before.

Because she was the last to arrive, she fell behind the crowd. In addition, although she had overtaken the two Transformation Yuan Stage and the Qi Condensation Stage cultivator, when she walked to the main hall in front of her, her steps finally became heavy.

Beihe, who fell behind this woman, glanced around, and then he saw the difference in the main hall at the moment.

The hall is not empty, but has a number of tables, bronze lamps inlaid on the stone pillars, and some decorations on the walls.

I'm afraid that the main hall he passed through before was also like this at first, but it was ransacked by the monks who stepped into this place. And the place where he is right now can only be set foot in by the monks of the Yudan period, and the monks of the Yudan period can't look down on these ordinary things, so these things in the main hall can be preserved so intact.

Beihe counted carefully, he had walked through eleven halls all the way before, and now it was the twelfth.

And after arriving here, even if there was the existence of true qi in his body, he still felt a gravitational force.

Fortunately, compared to the black-robed woman in front of him, his pace was still much easier.

After a moment's thought, Beihe continued on his way. But he deliberately controlled his speed so that he looked a little faster than the woman, and then walked past her.

When the black-robed woman saw Beihe walking by her side, the woman obviously showed surprise.

Bei He also looked sideways at the woman with half a mask, and the two of them were looking at each other at a distance of no more than three feet at this moment.

This woman's clothes are quite similar to Zhang Jiuniang's, but she has a mask on her face, and Beihe can't judge it.

After retracting his gaze, he walked by the side of the woman, and in a short time stepped into the thirteenth hall in front of him.

And in this hall, he saw another person.

It was a man dressed as a woodcutter, with a black scarf over his face, and only one pair of eyes exposed, and this man was one of the four monks who had stepped into the place.

The thirteenth hall at the moment, compared to the previous hall, has a lot more things, you can see some bookshelves, and weapon racks, but they are all empty.

Not only that, but there were also two corpses of ancient martial monks lying on the ground, and these two corpses were the same as the previous one, and they were not decomposed. Both were men, with strong and burly bodies. And at the center of the eyebrows, there is a blood hole, so Beihe speculates that these three people should have died at the hands of the same person.

At this point, Beihe could already clearly feel the pressure, and even he slowed down at this moment.

He breathed heavily, and after the surrounding breath submerged into his mouth, it was like the spiritual energy transformed into mana, and it was transformed into true qi in his body.

This made Beihe guess that the difference between the ancient martial monks and ordinary monks was that the monks absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cultivate, while the ancient martial monks absorbed another kind of spiritual breath.

As he thought of this, he had slowly walked past the woodcutter-like man.

His actions naturally attracted the latter's attention, and the man looked at him with a clear look of jealousy.

In this person's opinion, those who can be faster than him are probably at least the monks of the late stage of Jiedan.

After walking by the side of this person, Beihe finally stepped into the fourteenth main hall.

At the moment of stepping into this hall, there was a "hum", and a gravity was superimposed on him, causing Beihe's body to sink suddenly, and his legs couldn't help bending. Fortunately, the true qi in his body agitated and stabilized his body, so he didn't kneel.

At this time, he looked up and found that there were two more people in front of him, one was the white-haired old man, and the other was a woman in a white dress. These two were also the first two monks he saw, and they were strong and had come to this point.

However, the white-haired old man had already crossed half the way through the main hall, and the woman in the white dress fell behind him. It can be seen that perhaps the white-haired old man is stronger.

Beihe looked around, and then he found that the main hall in front of him was covered with a carpet, and on the desks on both sides, there were some incense burners and tea sets.

There are also some calligraphy and paintings on the walls, which have remained unchanged after so many years.

Beihe just glanced at it and withdrew his gaze, it was difficult for him to lift his footsteps, and then slowly fell.

It's just that although he struggles, the two people in front of him are not much better than him.

He was naturally very interested in what these ancient martial arts monks left behind in the main hall at the moment, but he looked at the fifteenth hall in front of him. The place was looted now, and he had to go deeper to find what he needed.

At this moment he gritted his teeth, and although he walked slowly but unswervingly, he finally overtook the woman in the white dress, and then the white-haired old man, and it took him a full hour to finally come to the entrance of the fifteenth hall.

The two behind him turned a blind eye to his transcendence and just continued to move forward.

Beihe stopped breathlessly, and looked up at the fifteenth hall in front of him. I saw that there were a lot of things in the main hall in front of him, but what immediately attracted Beihe's attention was a huge bookshelf in the main hall.

Beihe's eyes were full of light, and what he needed most was the exercises of the ancient martial monks.

But at this time, a figure caught his attention again, this person was the person he couldn't see the aura, and he was suspected of hiding his cultivation fluctuations and was wearing a magic robe. Now this person is standing in front of the bookshelf, his eyes falling on the two classics on the bookshelf, and he is going back and forth.

Beihe took a deep breath, then raised his steps and stepped into the fifteenth hall.

"Buzz!"

Although he had been prepared, when the gravity that was so strong that it was so strong that it pressed down, the kick he took suddenly bent and almost fell to his knees.

"Drink!"

Beihe let out a low roar, and the strength of the Void Realm martial artist exploded in full force, and the true qi continued to circulate in his body.

Then I saw him stand up straight, and stepped into it with a "bang" of his hind feet.

Beihe's actions aroused the idea of the robed man in front of him, who slowly turned around and looked at him.

Although under the cover of the robe, Bei He couldn't see this person's face and expression at all, but he had a feeling of being stared at by this person.

However, to his relief, the man immediately withdrew his gaze and fell back on the tome in front of him.

Beihe swallowed his saliva, and it was naturally false to say that he was not afraid of this person. He had an intuition that the person in front of him might really be an old monster in his infancy.

But he has come to this point, and there are both risks and opportunities, so it is naturally impossible to back down. After a quarter of an hour, he finally walked to the bookshelf, less than a foot away from the man in the robe. At this time, he was already soaked with sweat, and his limbs had an overwhelming exhaustion.

But he was very excited in his heart, and set his eyes on the bookshelf in front of him.

When he saw the two yellowed books on the shelves, his face twitched. Although these two books are well preserved, and even the titles of the books exist on the covers, these fonts are the words of the ancient martial monks, and he does not recognize them at all.

Just when Beihe was angry about this, suddenly the man in the magic robe on his side turned around again, his footsteps slowly raised, and he actually walked towards the sixteenth hall in front of him.

Seeing this person's back, Beihe was extremely shaken.

However, he is a decisive man, and he has reached the limit of being able to go this far, and he does not dare to expect to be able to step into the sixteenth hall to retrieve the treasure, since this person is not interested in these two classics, then he will laugh and accept it. He had already decided to run away as soon as he got his hands on these two texts.

So he raised his hand and grabbed the book closest to him on the shelf.

Beihe's heart pounded, his fingers touched the tome, and he took it off the shelf.

"Huh!"

Just when his heart was full of excitement, he only heard a soft sound.

The man in the robes who was walking towards the sixteenth hall turned to look at him at this moment.

"You were able to take it off. I heard this man say in amazement.

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Chapter 149: Treasure Hunting