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After walking for a day and a night, Han Yuan looked at the dilapidated city streets in front of him and was speechless. In the absence of a map and a sign, his sense of direction proved to be outrageously poor. Apparently, instead of returning to the safer plains exit, he made his way into/into the deepest part of the Plains of Dry Bones.

If it was normal, there might have been a powerful corpse demon beast to remind him, but after the Bone Hurricane, the entire Dry Bone Plains fell into an eerie calm, and even the surviving beings lurked to lick/lick their wounds, allowing him to come here uneventful.

Now that he has come here, Han Yuan is also a little curious. Rare to have such an opportunity, he hesitated, but slowly walked into the ruined city.

What appeared before him was a ruined city. This is already the most prosperous core area of Dry Bones City thousands of years ago, and the situation is particularly dire. Most of the buildings were dilapidated, the inscribed protective circles were long gone, and they were as fragile as mortal thatched huts. On the streets, the corpses were lying or sitting, most of them had weathered out of shape, but the tattered robes and weapons on their bodies could still tell the identity of the former monks.

Compared to the mortals outside who lost their lives for unknown reasons, it was obviously a battle here. The blood on the ground has long been covered by dust, but the traces of the battle are still deeply engraved here, showing the bloodshed of the past to those who came here.

Han Yuan stepped over a fallen beam with a blank face, and there was no sympathy. This is the City of Dry Bones, the most important city of the Dry Bone Mountain, since the Xuanyou Sect has replaced the Dry Bone Mountain as the master here, their death has become inevitable. The cultivation realm of the weak eats the strong, it has always been like this. If the Xuanyou Sect is destroyed one day, the prosperous Xuanyou City under the mountain will soon become like this.

There is no shortage of corpses of foundation-building period monks here, and even if they have been dead for many years, the corpse qi on the corpse is far richer than that of ordinary people, and Han Yuan can easily identify them. Perhaps because it was the center of the city in the past, there were still certain formations in play, and the corpses here did not turn into corpses, which also made Han Yuan feel a lot more relieved. Otherwise, with the corpses of the monks in this city, I don't know how many powerful corpses can be born, and it will be too late for Han Yuan to escape, where will there be any thoughts to wander here.

There seemed to be only one living person here, and there was a dead silence in the city, and only his footsteps could be heard. Han Yuan walked around the city twice, and everything was broken and he didn't find anything of value. I was disappointed and took it for granted.

After all, a thousand years is enough to destroy most things. What has not been destroyed by time obviously cannot appear here. This was not a treasure place for cultivation in the past, and the strongest people living here were only Jindan stage monks, so what could they leave behind? Occasionally, I saw one or two pills or magic weapons in the storefront on the street, and when I reached out and touched them, they turned into dust.

Han Yuan sighed with emotion, and he didn't feel unwilling, so he thought he was distracted. This time, although he suffered a lot in the monthly exam, the harvest was also very rich, and he was satisfied. He was going to take a break and go out, and as long as he walked in the opposite direction, he should be able to return to where he had been.

Han Yuan stretched out his hand to summon a small cyclone, swept away the dust from the steps, and sat down against the door frame.

He had just sat down on the threshold when he suddenly felt a strong wind behind him hit the back of his head!

Han Yuan's scalp was numb, and the whole person bounced to the ground, and the whole person turned to one side in a little embarrassment, dodging the sudden attack behind him. His body twisted, his feet firmly on the ground, and then he looked up vigilantly. Seeing this, Han Yuan was mentally prepared, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

In front of him was a tall samurai in full armor, holding a long black and gold knife in his hand, and the mask on his face was engraved with a fierce ghost with blue faces and fangs, describing horror. It's just that the stiff and rigid movements and the body surrounded by the rich corpse aura show that it is not a sapient being, but a dead thing.

This is...... Refining corpses?

Han Yuan saw the identity of the samurai in front of him at a glance. After all, after worshipping the Demon Gate, he still has some understanding of the most basic Demon Dao techniques such as refining corpses. The so-called corpse refining is a puppet made of the monk's corpse by a special method, which can make the corpse incorruptible and retain half of the cultivation before life, and can be manipulated and fought by others. This technique is also very common among demon cultivators.

The samurai puppet in front of him who was stunned and standing in battle was obviously such an existence. Because of his age, the iron armor on his body had already rusted, and the attack just now was also very stiff, which was completely inconsistent with the Qi cultivation he had shown. Only the long knife in his hand still glowed with a sharp light, and he could see his former majesty.

Han Yuan held the frost sacrifice vigilantly, but after waiting for a while, the refining corpse in front of him was just holding the knife and guarding the edge of the threshold, and it didn't seem to have any intention of continuing to attack. He thought about it, and simply bent down to pick up a stone, swirl and throw it into the house.

A cold light flashed, and the stone was precisely split, splitting into several pieces and falling to the ground. The corpse refining warrior put his sword into his arms, still looking stupid and stupid before, guarding the edge of the threshold, but turned a blind eye to the cold abyss that was close in front of him.

In other words, this corpse will only attack anyone who intends to enter/enter the house. Is it guarding this house, or is it something in the house?, Han Yuan reacted, his heart full of surprise. He really didn't expect that in this place where he thought it was dead and silent, there was such a corpse, conscientiously carrying out the instructions of a thousand years ago, preventing others from entering/entering this half-collapsed house. If he hadn't just planned to take a break and alarmed this refining corpse, I'm afraid he wouldn't have discovered the special features here.

However, after the surprise, there is more excitement and curiosity. What kind of place is this, just at the entrance there is a corpse with a perfect cultivation of qi, prohibiting others from entering? If there is not too much danger, he will definitely break in.

Han Yuan glanced at the refining corpse, took a few steps back and looked up at the room.

The house had mostly collapsed, but the gold leaf that had not fallen from the stump could still tell how magnificent it once was. When I looked back, I found that from the house in front of me, there were collapsed buildings behind me, all of which were jade tiles and golden pillars. These treasures, which are of great value in the secular world, are now broken jade tiles, peeling off gold leaf, covered with dust, and lying quietly on the ground. Not far from his feet, lay half an ebony plaque, charred, barely recognizable as the word "Zhen".

Jane, Nine Treasures Pavilion?

A name crossed over from Han Yuan's heart, he hurriedly walked over to pick up the plaque, and sure enough, he saw that the burnt part was faintly tattooed with gold wire in the shape of a "nine", which immediately confirmed his guess.

Jiuzhen Pavilion, a powerful chamber of commerce that only does business and never participates in power disputes, has several prefectures including Quang Binh Province. There are even rumors that the combined wealth of the three major sects of Guangping Mansion is not comparable to a Nine Treasures Pavilion, as long as they can afford the price, no matter what kind of treasure Nine Treasures Pavilion can get their hands on. Although the Nine Treasures Pavilion was only focused on the Chamber of Commerce, no one dared to underestimate them. After all, money can make ghosts grind, and there are countless spirit stone resources in hand, so naturally there is no need to worry about the loyalty of the strong.

After all, this is the former Dry Bone City, and in that era when Guangping Mansion was controlled by the Dry Bone Mountain, its status was only higher than the current Xuanyou City. The things in the Jiuzhen Pavilion branch here are not ordinary goods? The second-order treasures are just ordinary, and the third-order and fourth-order treasures that are suitable for the Jindan Yuan Infant powerhouse must also be there. In a place like this, it was normal to drive a few corpse refining warriors.

After realizing that this was the remains of the Nine Treasures Pavilion, Han Yuan's heart could be said to be full of surprises. Whether you want to enter/enter it, this is something that does not need to be hesitated. Jiuzhen Pavilion, a chamber of commerce that is open to welcome guests, basically has no danger at all, so he naturally wants to go in and have a look. Despite the millennia, there are always some high-level treasures that have escaped the destruction of time and remained. For the current Han Abyss, even if a leftover treasure is found, it can be regarded as a considerable gain.

Of course, he wasn't going to just go in. Han Yuan looked at the corpse refining warrior guarding the door, and he didn't plan to break in. Although it was not difficult to defeat the refining corpse in front of him, Han Yuan didn't want to waste his spiritual power on him. Since you won't be attacked if you don't break through the main entrance, you can go around the collapsed place at the back.

Just do it. Han Yuan walked around the collapsed building complex from the side, and saw a golden pillar that fell diagonally and just opened a half-human-high dark passage, leading straight to the depths of the Nine Treasures Pavilion. Han Yuan's heart was overjoyed, and he bent down and cautiously slipped in.