Walking to the west side of the hall, Chu Fan put the token in his hand into a depression.

Click!

The fire token fits perfectly into this depression.

Thundered!

A loud roar was heard, and the stone walls several meters long began to shake incessantly.

Half a minute later, starting from the very center of the stone wall, a dark crack emerged.

Slowly, the originally huge stone wall slowly opened like two stone doors.

Inside the stone gate, it was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

"This ......" Looking at this scene, Feng Yongji opened his mouth wide, looking like he had seen a ghost, this is amazing.

From the top of the stone wall, taking down the fire token, Chu Fan prepared to step into the stone gate.

Just after taking a step, Chu Fan suddenly stopped in an extremely strange way, with a puzzled look on his face, he looked at the pile of rubble again.

In the end, Chu Fan's gaze stayed on the stone statue helmet that was only half left.

"Come on. Slowly manipulating, this stone statue helmet that was only half left fell into Chu Fan's hands.

Click!

With a sharp pinch, only half of the remaining stone statue helmet turned into countless powders and disappeared with the wind.

A rolled yellowed piece of paper appeared in Chu Fan's hand.

"Let's go. After saying a word to Feng Yongji, Chu Fan stepped into the darkness behind the stone gate.

"Hmmm......"

Looking at this scene, Feng Yongji's heart was entangled for a while, whether he should go in or not.

At this moment, Feng Yongji has been completely frightened, this is just the beginning of the appearance of a puppet in the middle of the god realm, a puppet in the late stage of the god realm, after that, it must be extremely dangerous.

He is a small eight-rank spirit master, and if he is not careful, he will die in Huangquan, but if he leaves like this, maybe, he will also die on the way back.

"Let's go. Gritting his teeth, Feng Yongji still felt safer by Master Chu's side, so he walked into the darkness behind the stone gate with great anxiety and nervousness.

Thundered!

As soon as Feng Yongji stepped in, the huge stone gate began to slowly close.

Coming to Chu Fan's side, Feng Yongji looked at the scene in front of him, and the heart that he had just put down suddenly hung up.

Isn't this in the middle of an ancient tomb, how can this scene occur?

In front of the two of them, there is a bottomless abyss.

And above the abyss, countless rope bridges appeared, not to mention a dozen.

As for where the rope bridge leads to the front, no one knows.

The front was pitch black, like a giant beast with a wide mouth open, waiting for the prey to take the initiative to enter its mouth, terrifying, terrifying!

Chu Fan slowly opened the yellowed paper he had just gotten, it was only the size of a palm, and what was painted on it was the scene in front of them at this moment.

To their left, a fourth ropeway, is marked with a special red stamp.

"Go there. ”

Chu Fan said with great certainty, and then stepped onto the fourth rope bridge on the left, Feng Yongji followed closely, and in the blink of an eye, the two disappeared into the darkness.

Ten minutes after Chu Fan had just left, a strong man wearing a black cloak also appeared here,

He was the owner of the small trade fair before, and in his hand, he was also holding the same paper as the map Chu Fan had just now, but the route marked on it was different.

Hesitant to the second, the owner of the small fair stepped onto the second rope bridge on the right.

About half an hour passed, and the old woman who had lowered Chu Fan's head before and a mysterious person appeared here.

"The first ropeway on the left. ”

A hoarse voice appeared, pointing to the first ropeway on the left, this mysterious powerhouse, ordered the old woman to walk in front.

sighed lightly, and glanced at the strong man behind her very unwillingly, and the old woman had no choice but to walk in front to explore the way.

......

Walking on the swaying rope bridge, Feng Yongji was extremely worried in his heart.

Even he, the Eighth Rank Spirit Master, who could slightly manipulate the terrain, couldn't find out what was under this abyss.

It was just that as the yin wind blew, countless wails, screams, and even the sound of ghost crying reached his ears, making his whole body tremble.

Under this abyss, Feng Yongji subconsciously thinks that it is the legendary hell!

Compared with the panicked Feng Yongji, Chu Fan, who was walking in front, looked extraordinarily calm and bland.

In the previous life, as a dignified lord of hell, this kind of scene was all too familiar to Chu Fan, it was like a drizzle.

After a long journey, I don't know how long it was, the two finally walked down the rickety rope bridge.

"Whew. ”

Returning to the stable ground, Feng Yongji breathed a sigh of relief, but looking at the scene in front of him illuminated by the pale flames, Feng Yongji was suddenly overjoyed.

In front of them, a large, antique attic appeared, this attic was carved and majestic!

At the top of the attic, there is a huge plaque, and the three golden characters of "Alchemy Room" jump into it.

This is the Alchemy Pavilion recorded in the ancient scrolls, and after so long searching, they have finally reached their destination.

Despite his incomparable excitement and joy, Feng Yongji still kept his senses and stood here respectfully, waiting for Chu Fan's action.

After seeing the three words of the alchemy room, Chu Fan also showed a faint smile on his face, but he did not rush into it, but probed around and made sure that there was no other danger, Chu Fan slammed open the door of the alchemy room.

Call!

A rotten smell caused by the passage of time instantly wafted into the noses of the two of them.

"Won't it?"

In an instant, it felt bad, and the pale flames lit up the first floor of the entire alchemy room.

Originally, there were many things on the first floor, but because of the long time, they had turned into debris on the ground, and there were no useful items left.

Go to the second floor.

This alchemy room has three floors, and I hope the second floor is not the case.

As soon as I entered the second floor, the same smell of decay came, and most of the items had also turned to dust, but fortunately, there were still two shelves left.

On the shelves, there are countless delicate small porcelain bottles, and it is not surprising that various pills are stored inside.

Walking forward, Chu Fan used his divine sense to investigate directly.

Because of the time, most of these pills have been damaged, or the effect of the medicine has passed, and about one-fifth of them are still intact.

In the end, Chu Fan picked out seven or eight bottles from them, which were barely useful, and walked to the third floor.

The remaining pills, there are about three or four bottles intact, but to Chu Fan, they are chicken ribs, so they are left to Feng Yongji.

It stands to reason that the things inside the third floor should be the most precious in this alchemy room, I hope it won't disappoint him!