Fang Yan looked at Yuan Yi in front of him fiddling with a stone tablet in the backyard, after half a ring, with a few creaky sounds, a hole appeared on the ground, a downward passage in the hole did not know how deep, not used for a long time, there was a musty smell, the two of them guarded the hole, waiting for the musty smell to dissipate, Yuan Yi led Fang Yan down the steps.

The passage is not very long, it will come to an end after dozens of steps, look back at the entrance of the cave, here should be more than ten meters deep from the ground, the dialect does not know what the circle is doing here, and I don't know how there is such a cave in this mountain temple, the history of the mountain temple is a long time, even the oldest old man in Fangjiazhuang does not know when this mountain temple was built, it seems that since there is Fangjiazhuang, there is this mountain temple here, or there is no Fangjiazhuang when there is a mountain temple here.

Yuanyi stretched out his hand and took out a fire fold, and with a snap, a burst of light flashed in front of Fang Yan's eyes, seeing the scene in front of him, Fang Yan was excited, just now after listening to Yuan Yi's scriptures, Fang Yan has a deeper understanding of cultivation, and the stone tablet in front of him must have been arranged by a cultivator, without him, bursts of aura came out of it, much purer than what he introduced into his body.

After Yuan Yi lit up the fire fold, he turned around and asked Fang Yan: "Fang Yan, you may open this stone tablet?"

Fang Yan responded: "Yuanyi, you wait first, I'll take a closer look." ”

Now the dialect has been confirmed, Yuan Yi really doesn't know how to cultivate, he doesn't know the aura of heaven and earth at all, come to think of it, Yuan Yi's master doesn't know this, but he doesn't understand the cultivation method he got from there, that's right, the scriptures that Yuan Yi has been reciting for decades are a cultivation method, but it's not complete, fortunately, Fang Yan just got a small half of the magic on the silk cloth, and under the comparison of the two, it can also be regarded as a cultivation method.

Regardless of Yuan Yi beside him, Fang Yan carefully felt the pure aura in front of him, and began to operate his own method, without much effort, Fang Yan felt that the aura in his body had made a big breakthrough compared to before, and the total amount increased a lot, until he felt that it was no longer increasing, Fang Yan stopped and began to carefully study the stone tablet in front of him.

There is no word on the stele, in fact, it is like a stone door, there is a strange beast carved on it, the two eyes are very expressive, and the dialect research has not found anything special for a long time, and the Yuan Yi on the side is still urging: "Dialect, you may find the key to open the stone door?"

"Key?Yuanyi, you said there is a lock on this stone door?"

Yuan Yi listened to the words of the dialect, and couldn't help but feel a little angry, the feelings of the dialect for a long time didn't know this, but Yuan Yi didn't want to, everything he knew was what the master told him at the beginning.

"That's it, Master said this is the lock, and if you want to get in, you need to open the lock, but I don't know where the key is. ”

Listening to Yuanyi's words, Fang Yan's eyes lit up, his hands stretched out, his left and right hands each pressed the eyes of the strange beast, and with a movement of his heart, the aura that had just been introduced into his body was transmitted from the palm of his hand into the stone gate.

With the decrease of the aura in the body, not only the dialect, but also the Yuan Yi on the side also found a difference, and the originally gray stone gate slowly shone with light, illuminating the light around it as if it were on the ground.

"Ah," Yuan Yi suddenly felt a burning pain in his hand, and a spirit threw out the fire fold that had been burned in his hand, and the fire fold was no longer needed at the moment, just when Yuan Yi looked down at his hand and raised his head again, he couldn't help but open his big mouth.

Fang Yan has opened the stone door, at this moment the Fang Yan whole body aura has been exhausted, sitting on the ground and panting, just now it was really dangerous, at the beginning it was his own to the stone gate to transport the aura, and then it was the stone gate that was absorbing his own aura, it seems that if it is not enough, his own flesh and blood will be sucked into this stone gate, fortunately, he absorbed a lot of pure aura outside the stone gate just now, and persevered.

After the stone door was opened, Fang Yan only saw that there was a stone room in front of him, and he didn't care about seeing what was inside, Fang Yan first sat on the ground and introduced the surrounding aura into his body to replenish his lost physical strength.

Seeing the dialect open the stone door, Yuanyi was also a little dumbfounded, his master said that there must be a treasure here, so he stayed in this dilapidated mountain temple, after more than ten years, in the end, the master only said that as long as the scriptures were understood, the stone door could be opened, until the master was dying, and none of his master and apprentice understood the scriptures, what the master and apprentice did not know was that the scriptures they read were incomplete, and it was impossible to have an effect if they read it for another hundred years, but they did not expect that today's coincidence, they encountered the dialect and opened the stone door.

After being stunned for a while, Yuan Yi also remembered to enter the stone room to take a look, and after guarding it for decades, after opening it today, Yuan Yi was not in a hurry to go inside to get any treasures, it seemed that he just wanted to open the stone door.

At this time, the dialect also recovered, and there was a bead in the stone room to illuminate the room, and Yuan Yi couldn't help but say: "Night Pearl?" Both of them had heard of the Night Pearl, and it was the first time they saw the real thing, and by the light of the Night Pearl, the two took a closer look at the stone room.

"Tongues, there's a corpse here. Madoichi pointed to a corner and said with his teeth chattering.

Following Yuanyi's fingers, Fang Yan looked over, it was indeed a corpse, I don't know how long it had been dead, only a skeleton remained, and there was still something in the palm of his hand, Fang Yan walked to him, took it down from the skeleton and looked at it, and found that it was a wine jug-shaped thing, but it was too small, but it was an inch in size, and even one or two wines could not hold it.

There was also a sword and a purse next to the corpse, and other than that, the entire stone chamber was empty.

Look at these things, Fang Yan has not yet spoken, and Yuan Yi behind him said: "Fang Yan, let's divide the things here, you see, I only want this night pearl, the sword and the plaything to you, how about it." ”

Fang Yan didn't expect that he hadn't spoken out yet, Yuan Yi proposed this distribution plan, which was in line with his own thoughts, Yuan Yi didn't know, Fang Yan understood very well, this person must be a cultivator, and the things of a cultivator were exactly what he urgently needed, in contrast, the night pearl worth a thousand gold was not much interested.

After the two discussed, Yuanyi carried the night pearl, Fang Yan held a small wine jug, the sword and even the small purse, the two went out of the stone room, Fang Yan put away the bones in the stone room, ready to move outside into the ground, he finally got the benefit of this, and buried him to repay the love.

The stone gate can't be closed, but fortunately there is a hole in it, and after blocking it, no one will find out here. After reaching the ground, after Yuanyi blocked the entrance of the cave, he said to the dialect: "Dialect, this passage was originally a thief hole, by chance my master found the stone gate below, I have been guarding here for decades, today I finally got what I wanted, today is goodbye, there will be no Yuan Yishi in the future, there is only one Wang Yuan, I want to go to the city to be a rich man." ”

After hearing it, Fang Yan didn't say much: "Yuanyi, oh no, Brother Wang Yuan, take care all the way." Over the years, Fang Yan also knew that Yuan Yi was not a pure cultivator at all, and he had always thought that he was to escape hard labor, but he didn't want to guard a treasure cave, if he didn't come, it was estimated that Yuan Yi would be here to die like his master.

At this time, it was almost dusk, and Yuan Yi didn't want to wait for a moment, but he took advantage of the night to leave, I don't know how he survived for so many years, and once he got what he wanted, I don't know if it was good or bad for him.

Fang Yan dug a pit behind the temple, buried the man's bones, piled up a small dirt bag, and inserted a wicker, which is now early autumn, and I don't know if this wicker can survive.

After returning to the mountain temple, Fang Yan was alone, he made a fire and cooked, and after eating, Fang Yan didn't go back to the wing, and took things to Yuanyi's residence, how to say that this is better than the wing.

When I got to the house, Fang Yan looked at the few things in front of him, the purse didn't know what to make of, obviously there was a mouth, but Fang Yan couldn't open it, the small wine pot played with it for a long time, except that it felt very exquisite, but there was nothing to find, but this sword was extremely sharp, and more importantly, there was a faint trace of aura on this sword, which was different from the aura that he had absorbed in the past, and it was very lively.

Three things, pondered repeatedly, these are all cultivators' things, and they should be related to aura, could it be that these things also need to be imported into aura like Shimen?

Fang Yan input the aura in his body, but he can, but there is no reaction after his own aura is injected, and the same is true for changing the purse, only the sword, after entering the aura, it seems to become sharper, but there is no greater gain.

Fang Yan's heart flashed, as if he had missed something, he also had a spell, sacrificial alchemy, at that time, he felt that this was not an ordinary spell, but like a method that used objects.

Fang Yan thought of it, first picked up the sword, carefully recalled the sacrificial practice, and Fang Yan began to run according to the key of the sacrificial alchemy.