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The sound of rolling gears sounded, and in Chu Duan's shock, the big bed in Chu Dangxiong's room slowly moved away, revealing the floor, and then, the floor also slowly cracked, and a staircase appeared down.

"The secret room of our Chu family was established by the first generation of family heads with great effort, and it is very secret, and for generations, only the head of the Chu family knows about it. Chu Dangxiong saw the surprise on Chu Duan's face, and smiled proudly: "Now, in addition to me and Xingkong, there is one more you." ”

As he spoke, Chu Dangxiong took out a glowing pearl, took the lead, and walked down the stairs, Chu Duan also followed, the floor above closed automatically, and the bed was moved back to its original position.

The light emitted by the bright light beads is very bright, illuminating the surrounding ten meters as if it were daylight, and the effect is amazing.

Descending the stairs, the silence was broken by the sound of slight footsteps, and about twenty steps were walked down, about five meters from the ground, and there was a dark and heavy metal door in front of me.

"The organ is here. Chu Dangxiong said, turning on his sword qi, reaching out and pressing a brick on the side.

Suddenly, the bricks recessed in, the sound of rolling sounded again, and the dark and heavy metal gate slowly moved to the side, and a two-meter-wide entrance appeared.

Chu Dangxiong and Chu Dui walked into the secret room back and forth, and the metal door closed automatically.

Then the light of the bright light bead, Chu Duan glanced around, this secret room is not big, about 100 square meters, there is a bed, a table and a chair, that's all.

Chu Duan found that on the table, there was a roll of something.

"Have you found out, where is the mystery of the secret room?" Chu Dangxiong turned his head to look at Chu Duan and said with a smile.

Chu Duan didn't answer directly, but carefully scanned it again, and finally his eyes fell on the scroll on the table, but he didn't dare to be sure.

"See, that picture. Chu Dangxiong immediately pointed to the scroll on the table not far away, and said as he walked over: "This scroll, called the Scroll of the Wind, was obtained by the first generation of the head of our Chu family in a virtual realm, and it contains a big secret. The first generation of family heads comprehended the artistic conception of the wind from this picture scroll. In the future, every generation of the head of our Chu family or a very outstanding child is qualified to enter the secret room to comprehend this scroll, but there are very few who can comprehend the artistic conception of the wind from it. ”

Chu Duan was surprised again, but he didn't expect that the seemingly inconspicuous thing on the table turned out to be a treasure that could make people comprehend the artistic conception of the wind.

If this is to let other family sword sects know that the Chu family has this kind of treasure, they will definitely be greedy, and when the time comes, it will be the end of the Chu family.

"It's very surprising, so for generations, only the head of the family has been able to know the existence of the secret room of the Dao Dao, and only then can he know this secret. Chu Dangxiong also knew the seriousness of it: "Moreover, my grandfather, that is, the head of the Chu family who took office, is extremely talented, and when he first looked at the picture scroll. He comprehended the artistic conception of the wind from this painting, and also felt a trace of the meaning of the wind, but it was too obscure to truly comprehend. Therefore, he guessed that if it was the first time that someone who had comprehended the artistic conception of the wind looked at this painting, he might have an unusual harvest. ”

"It's just that everyone only has one chance to comprehend, and the second time you look at it, it's the same as looking at an ordinary picture scroll, and you won't gain anything. And what our Chu family can comprehend the artistic conception of the wind is all comprehended from the wind scroll. Chu Dangxiong sighed regretfully, and immediately, his eyes lit up: "But you are different, you haven't seen the picture scroll of the wind, but you have already comprehended the artistic conception of the wind, maybe, you will gain something else from the picture scroll of the wind." ”

Chu Dangxiong said this, which made Chu Duan also have a trace of expectation. ...,

"Okay, I won't say anything superfluous, the time to comprehend is generally not too long, at most it is half a day, and after half a day, I will come in again. Chu Dangxiong said, leaving the bright light bead, turned around and strode away, opened the metal door and left, leaving Chu Duan alone in the secret room.

"Wind Scroll ......" said in a low voice, Chu Duan strode towards the table, his gaze falling on the table.

The scroll is closed and needs to be opened by itself.

Chu Duan put the Hundred Refining Sword aside, took a deep breath, and breathed a little, so that his breath was even, his mind was calm, and there were no distracting thoughts.

Immediately, when one hand touched the scroll, there was immediately a peculiar fluctuation that spread to the fingertips.

With a slight movement of his fingers, the picture scroll slowly spread out, and in front of Chu Duan's eyes, there seemed to be wisps of cyan wind blowing, blowing in his face, and in his ears, there was a slight whistling sound of the breeze, and the whole person seemed to be surrounded by the breeze.

"Here...... Could it be the ocean of wind?" Chu Dui's eyes were only cyan winds, constantly blowing, blowing from the left to the right, and from the right to the left, endlessly, the whole person seemed to be really in the ocean of wind.

He felt as if he was floating up, flying, under the backdrop of countless breezes.

Gradually, Chu Duan was intoxicated and couldn't extricate himself.

The breeze intensified, grew stronger, became a howling gale, intensified, became a roaring gale, intensified, became a roaring storm.

Breeze, breeze, gale, squall, storm......

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, Chu Duan's eyes are clouded, full of thick cyan, and the whole person is like a small wooden plank floating on the stormy sea, washed by countless surging waves, drowning in the sea of wind, lost.

Unconsciously, Chu Duan felt as if he had also become a wind, a breeze, a breeze, a gale, a strong wind, a storm......

The subtlety of the wind...... Touch of the wind...... Comprehension of the wind...... A little bit deepened......

Chu Duan didn't know when the road was, but he only felt that the wind had changed again.

It became unforged, unmatched, whether it was a breeze or a breeze or a strong wind or a storm, it became like a sword of the wind, as if a sword in the sea of wind slashed out, and immediately a breeze and a clear breeze and a storm swept out of the sword, strangling the heavens and the earth.

The wind was roaring, roaring three words, echoing through the heavens and the earth.

This sword, as if it was issued to himself, made Chu Duan's heart shock, there was a sense of being strangled and shattered, subconsciously, he used the sword qi, condensed his own momentum to fight, there was a feeling of fighting against heaven and earth, and he was small.

However, the edge is tenacious, indomitable, fearless, overcoming thorns and thorns, and all kinds of things are pouring into the whole body again.

Suddenly, the sky was spinning, as if the wind and clouds were changing, day and night alternated time and space, and Chu Duan was shocked and woke up.

The cyan color disappeared, the breeze was breezy and the wind was stormy, and everything was as if it was in a dream, and Chu Duan's eyes flashed a little dazed.

Before his eyes, the scroll of wind had been completely opened, and all the visions had disappeared. On the scroll, there is a pattern, it is a sword, a sword that swings out, and there are wisps of cyan wind blowing forward under the sword, which looks very simple.

It is hard to imagine that such a picture, which looks simple and not delicate at all, is a treasure.

And Chu Duan, however, knew that the feeling just now was not a dream, this painting contained a big secret, he stared at the picture scroll of the wind, it seems, and wanted to see the secret.