Song Duanyu moved his gaze to the wooden box in front of the statue.

This is a vermilion wooden box, about one and a half zhang long.

There is a mahogany plaque on the top of the box, which looks like an object from a distant era. The plaque reads Dense Boys.

"More than Chen Chuan, Zhongdu people also. After 30 years in the martial arts, he knows the destiny of heaven and yang. If the descendants of the generations find this place, they may check their hearts or leave the rest. ”

He tried to open the wooden box, but found that it was locked by a tremendous force.

Song Duanyu said to himself, "Self-denial and self-examination, listening to the meaning on this plaque, it seems that you have to pass a test and get the things in this wooden box." But what's the test?"

He turned to the bridge and shouted, "Miss Nalan, there's a plaque here." ”

But what was surprising was that Naransu was still standing in place with a worried face, as if he hadn't heard what he said.

Nalan Su looked at the other side, and couldn't help but feel anxious. Since Song Duanyu crossed the stone bridge to the other side of the lake with "Three Inches of Green", she watched Song Duanyu sit motionless in front of the statue.

No matter how she shouted, Song Duanyu seemed to be sitting there cross-legged like a wooden man.

"What's going on?" Naransu wondered, "If this place is a trap, it will never be laid out in such detail. This 'sinking' is clearly for the purpose of screening those who enter this place. ”

After a few hard thoughts, Nalan Su thought of a possibility - Song Duanyu was in a mysterious realm, and for martial arts, it was called the unity of heaven and man. Nalan Su has had several such experiences since he practiced martial arts to Xiaowu Yipin. After figuring this out, she was not worried, but had a little envy in her eyes. Such an opportunity is unavoidable for those who practice martial arts. If it were her Nalan Su who had this opportunity today, it would be much easier to break through to the Great Martial Realm in the future.

Song Duanyu naturally didn't notice that he had a good fortune.

Seeing that Naransu did not answer him, he carefully examined the statue of the man.

If expected, this man's statue is the 'Blue Emperor'. Although it is a statue, the carving technique is amazing, and there is a vague feeling of abundance and handsomeness, but the whole statue is covered with a thick layer of dust.

Song Duanyu looked at the statue's eyes, and at first glance, cold sweat broke out, and these eyes seemed to be alive.

The statue's eyes flashed with blue light, and Song Duanyu only felt a flower in front of him, and a bookcase appeared in front of him.

A painting appeared on the bookcase, which depicted two immortals roaming the world. One of them is above the clouds, and one of them is under the clouds. In the corner of the painting is a line of small letters - "Who do you want to be?"

Song Duanyu looked at the painting carefully.

The person under the clouds on this painting is full of spirit, and the long sword in his hand is pointed high at the sea, as if he has a shocking arrogance. At this moment, the picture suddenly changed, and several thick thunderbolts flashed in the clouds, hitting the immortal under the clouds, and the immortal under the clouds fell on the ground.

The man on the clouds in this painting is high above the clouds, overlooking the world. But the land above the clouds is too cold, and I don't see the breeze and the moon, but I just talk about playing chess with my own hands.

Song Duanyu fell into deep thought.

This generation of immortals under the clouds is arrogant, leading the world for a hundred years, but there is still a "sky" above his head. Heaven wants you to die, you have to die. But although this man on the cloud is above the world, he is too lonely.

"To be a man on the clouds or to be a man under the clouds"

Two voices kept appearing in Song Duanyu's mind. Song Duanyu only felt that his head was buzzing, and he held half a foot of snow in his hand and waved it continuously, faintly showing signs of going mad.

Song Duanyu seized the opportunity of a hint of clarity and recited "Pure Heart Formula" in his mouth. His eyes became clearer and clearer, and Song Duanyu took half a foot of snow and slashed at the painting.

"I don't do both, the way of martial arts should be unrestrained. Painting the ground as a prison, why bother. ”

The sharp sword qi slashed towards the painted flying clouds. But an amazing scene happened, Song Duanyu actually entered the painting with the sword aura emitted by half a foot of snow!

I saw that the sword qi turned into a white light and shot into the flying clouds, and in an instant, the clouds all dispersed.

Before Song Duanyu came back to his senses, he only felt a flash in front of his eyes, the desk disappeared, and the statue of the 'Blue Emperor' appeared in front of him.

I saw that the whole statue was completely new, and all the dust that originally covered the statue fell to the ground. Song Duanyu looked at the plaque again and found that the handwriting on the plaque had changed.

"Gift to the destined"

Song Duanyu looked at the statue of the 'Blue Emperor' again and found that its eyes were different from before, as if they were ordinary stones.

Thinking that Nalan Su was still waiting for him over there, Song Duanyu retracted his mind and opened the mahogany box.

There are three things in the box, the middle is a pair of soft armor, and on both sides are two books, the cover has been a little yellowed, and it seems that it is an ancient martial arts classic.

""Under the Sword of the Thirty-six Flying Immortals of the Plain Girl" and "A Knife Flying Snow", Song Duanyu picked up the two ancient books.

This is a book of swords and swords.

Song Duanyu put the soft armor on his body and bowed slightly to the statue to show his sincerity.

He grabbed it again, and then crossed the lake in the same way as before, and returned to the edge of Naransu.

Seeing Nalan Su looking at himself with a smile, Song Duanyu was a little confused.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Laugh at you, you don't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings. Naransu said, "You'll find out later." ”

Before Song Duanyu could answer, Nalan Su changed his words, "What did you find there?" ”

Song Duanyu told Nalansu all about the experience in front of the statue, and Nalansu looked calm, as if he was not surprised at all, which made Song Duanyu feel a little strange. But Nalan didn't say it, and Song Duanyu didn't ask.

He took out the sword book from his bosom and handed it to Nalan Su, "This is the sword book you want?"

Naransu nodded, "Well, thank you this time." I owe you a debt of your kindness. ”

Nalan Su behaved like this, and Song Duanyu was a little at a loss.

"I want to practice this set of sword books, and you will protect the Dharma for me. ”

"Good. ”

On the eighteenth floor of the 'Xuanwu Vault', a group of people from the rivers and lakes gathered in the hall here.

An old man in a yellow robe armed with a spear walked out of the crowd.

"The treasure here is left by the predecessors of my Gun Sect, and I also ask your friends to sell Yang a certain thin noodles. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone sneered.

"This 'Xuanwu Secret Treasure' is an ownerless thing, what evidence does Elder Yang have?"

The old man in the yellow robe laughed, "Naturally." ”

He pointed to a place in the hall and said, "This gun is the 'Pear Blossom Storm Gun' of my Gun Sect, which was taken away by an elder of the sect five hundred years ago, and is still missing, and it can be seen here today." It can be seen that all the treasures in this place are left by the elders of my master's sect. ”

At this moment, another person walked out of the crowd.