The wall that Han Yuan was staring at was covered with a thin layer of gold leaf, shining under the light of the luminescence technique, illuminating the room full of jewels. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info is just such a wall, which is in line with the temperament of Jiuzhen Pavilion. No matter how you look at it, this is an ordinary wall, and even if Han Yuan uses his divine sense to probe, he can't see the slightest abnormality.

Han Yuan didn't mean to let it go, he swept it twice with his divine sense, and what appeared in his consciousness was an ordinary stone wall, so tightly closed that he couldn't find even a crack. Realizing this, Han Yuan's expression became more and more serious. He groaned for a while, and bent his finger to tap on it a few times, and immediately made a somewhat hollow thump.

Han Yuan frowned, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, and then he said coldly to the wall: "Who is it?" ”

Naturally, no one responded.

Han Yuan sneered, the Frost Sacrifice Sword in his hand exuded a chill, and a pair of dark eyes stared straight at the wall in front of him: "I said, come out." Don't force me to push this wall myself!"

The wall in front of him still stood there unresponsive. Han Yuan was disappointed in his heart, only when he had guessed wrong, and was about to leave, but before his steps moved, the wall suddenly made a dull grinding sound and moved away to both sides. A gray-robed young man stood behind the wall, looking at him with an ugly face.

Han Yuan was stunned, the person in front of him actually appeared here, which was really unexpected, but it was reasonable to think about it carefully. His shock was only taken back for a moment, he nodded at the other party, and greeted him calmly: "Senior Brother Meng." ”

Meng Fanlin's face was extremely ugly, and he didn't bother with Han Yuan's name for him, he just asked with a gloomy face, "Han Yuan, how did you find me?"

Han Yuan stretched out his finger and pointed to the delicate and perfect gold leaf on the wall, and immediately answered his doubts: "For thousands of years, if there is no magic circle to protect it, how can the gold leaf wallpaper on the wall not be damaged and destroyed?"

Meng Fanlin turned his head to look at the other three walls, and sure enough, he found that the gold leaf on the walls was a little peeling, and the color was much darker, full of old atmosphere, so he was immediately convinced. He was able to find this place because he had known the layout of the Nine Treasures Pavilion for a long time, but Han Yuan had discovered something wrong through his own observation, even he had to admit that Han Yuan was meticulous. But there was another thing he still couldn't understand: "Then how did you notice that there was someone behind the wall?

"Oh, that's it. Referring to this question, Han Yuan also wanted to laugh a little: "I just shouted so casually." Anyway, I have to tear down the wall, so I shouted to try, and it turned out that there were really people. ”

Meng Fanlin looked at the cold abyss with an indifferent face, a mouthful of old blood blocked in his throat, and he almost didn't come up.

Seeing Meng Fanlin's expression as if he had eaten a fly, Han Yuan almost couldn't help but smile. He really shouted casually on a whim, after all, with his current cultivation, his divine sense could not penetrate the wall to investigate, how could he guess that there was someone behind the wall?

Han Yuan accepted the smile just now, his face became equally serious, and the Frost Sacrifice Sword in his hand pointed directly at Meng Fanlin, and asked, "You triggered the trap that came in earlier, right?"

"Oh, your superb magic sword, the cold is awe-inspiring, it can be regarded as a top-notch ......" Meng Fanlin was still talking about other things at first, but when he saw Han Yuan's vigilant expression, he also put away that exaggerated face and simply admitted it.

Han Yuan was not surprised by this. If he thought it was a trap in the Nine Treasures Pavilion before, the moment he saw Meng Fanlin, he overturned his previous thoughts. After all, for a chamber of commerce like Jiuzhen Pavilion, if they have already entered/entered the room, there should be no more danger. However, the trap was indeed triggered, that is, it should be controlled by someone behind it, otherwise it would be difficult to be so right.

Meng Fanlin had handed over half a drop of his heart and soul to ensure that he would not retaliate, but just now he had triggered the trap in the room. Obviously, the guarantee of that half-drop of hard work is really hard to trust. In other words, just like Liu Yuan back then, he was cheated by these old fritters again. Sure enough, if you can't cut the grass and eradicate the roots, you will inevitably leave troubles. Thinking about this, Han Yuan couldn't help but have a trace of killing intent in his heart.

What a character Meng Fanlin was, he naturally guessed what Han Yuan was thinking. However, three months have passed, and today's Meng Fanlin is not what it used to be. His body shook slightly, and the originally revealed second layer of Qi cultivation rose in an instant, recovering the cultivation of the ninth layer of Qi training, and looked at Han Yuan without showing weakness.

Han Yuan's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his face was difficult to look at. It is worthy of the Yuanying powerhouse to rebuild, there is no bottleneck problem at all, and it has been improved by two layers of cultivation in just three months. What's more, the current Meng Fanlin will definitely not be as light as he was in the last fight. Even if he is now at the twelfth level of Qi cultivation and has reached perfection, he can probably only make a draw.

Under such circumstances, Han Yuan didn't dare to make a rash move, but just looked at Meng Fanlin with some vigilance, ready to fight.

Meng Fanlin looked at him, suddenly pursed his lips, and walked inside: "Don't worry, the old man can help you trigger a little mechanism at most, and you can't move it." Since you have been given half a drop of effort, unless it reaches the point where you can make the old man break his arm to survive, you are safer than anyone else. ”

Han Yuan was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood what Meng Fanlin meant. With good preparations, Meng Fanlin was indeed able to pit Han Yuan, but that was all. In fact, with the power of his hard work, it was difficult for Meng Fanlin to take the initiative to attack him.

For example, there are not a few people who commit suicide in both the secular and the cultivation world, but few people will have nothing to do with a knife for themselves. For Meng Fanlin, taking the initiative to attack Han Yuan was like cutting off his arm with a knife, which was an extremely difficult process. In other words, as long as Han Yuan didn't push him to a corner, Meng Fanlin would maintain a relatively harmonious situation and would not take the initiative to attack.

Regarding Meng Fanlin's explanation, Han Yuan's heart was still full of doubts. However, there is really no other way at the moment, the injuries left a few days ago have not yet healed, and with his current strength, it is difficult to guarantee that he can directly solve Meng Fanlin instead of being killed.

So, he could only reluctantly accept Meng Fanlin's explanation, and followed him into the dark room behind the wall. Of course, whether it was Han Yuan or Meng Fanlin, they were all nervous with each other, wary of possible attacks. The two of them will not trust anyone, and the current harmony is extremely fragile. If possible, he will give the other party a knife mercilessly.

Following Meng Fanlin into this carefully hidden secret room, Han Yuan couldn't help but let out an exclamation. He really didn't expect that in the low-key and simple room just now, there was such a luxurious secret room hidden.

Yes, everything in front of you can only be described as luxurious. The night pearls are like bright stars, arranging a spirit gathering formation on the ceiling, condensing pure aura for this secret room. The ground turned out to be a complete blue charm moon crystal, and there was no trace of carving, and the flawless dark blue crystal was mixed with a little silver light, as if the reflection of the night pearl above the head spread out a brilliant galaxy. Just one glance is meant to make people mesmerized.

Han Yuan couldn't help but be speechless. Those night pearls are all priceless treasures, and even cultivators are not so easy to collect. And that whole piece of Blue Charm Moon Crystal is even more precious, and if it is placed on the Joy Peak of Cultivating Charm Arts, even the inner disciples will snatch their heads. However, here, it is not even an ornament, and it can only be made as a floor that is trampled underfoot. This kind of behavior is a thousand times more extravagant than the room just now.

Meng Fanlin turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile: "What's so strange." Now let you go to the secular city to build a courtyard, find a material for paving, is there any difference between silver and bluestone? ”

Regarding Meng Fanlin's statement, Han Yuan also had to be convinced. Indeed, for the wealthy Jiuzhen Pavilion, the thing that the outside world snatched its head was an ornament. Not to mention, the effect is indeed beautiful, if a monk enters/enters this room, it is pleasing to the eye just by looking at it, and it will naturally make business smoother. With this alone, Jiuzhen Pavilion's investment is also worth it.

However, no matter how luxurious and beautiful these decorations were in front of him, Han Yuan was only amazed for a moment, and then turned his gaze to the three bronze boxes placed side by side in the room. Obviously, the contents of these three chests are the highlight of this secret room!

The three boxes in front of me are not big, that is, the length and width of a sword, but there is a palm-sized purple gold lock hanging on them, which looks a little funny.

But Han Yuan didn't dare to underestimate them. He also has some eyesight now, those three purple gold locks are all made of second-order material Falling Star Purple Gold, and the hardness of the material itself is comparable to that of a superb magic weapon, not to mention the densely engraved formation runes on it, without a key, even the full force of the Jindan period monk may not be able to blast it open.

As for the bronze, it was not a fragile bronze used for sacrificial rituals in the secular world, but a mineral sea bronze made of dozens of spiritual materials, which was a third-order material for the day after tomorrow. These three bronze boxes are put here, that is the real turtle shell, and the best magic weapon can be cut casually, don't even think about cutting out a seal, the strong people in the Jindan period will be so angry that they will jump to their feet.

The three boxes in front of him were really tight, which made Han Yuan even more curious about what was inside. After all, a treasure that can be loaded in such a box cannot be ordinary no matter how you think about it. Although he didn't know, Meng Fanlin was able to come here early, and he definitely knew the details. Han Yuan didn't mean to be polite to him, and immediately turned his head to look at Meng Fanlin beside him, asking him to give him an explanation.