As soon as he walked to the front of the passage, Seinfeld's heart moved, he took out the brush from the storage ring, and wrote on the rock at the entrance of the passage: "The Flame Divine Monarch has come here to visit, and there are juniors who have been disrespectful to me, and have been blasted into pieces of flesh by my protective flames, and I hereby inscribe to commemorate it." ”

After Seinfeld finished writing, he immediately stepped into the third-story passage, thinking to himself that these brush words, if nothing else, should be able to scare those old things. That explosion wasn't something that just someone could make. Even if they were suspicious, they would spend a lot of time studying the explosion, so they could buy themselves enough time.

Seinfeld gritted his teeth and finally stepped out of the fourth floor.

The scene is transient again.

Seinfeld focused all his attention in case of instantaneous danger, and he held a talisman and the Blue Rain Dragon in his hand, if there was any danger coming, immediately throw the Blue Rain Dragon out, and then immediately retreat to the passage, if it was too late to retreat, he would immediately retreat into the ground, as deep as he could.

What he didn't expect was that what caught Seinfeld's eyes was a study.

According to the theory of the previous life, the study room is about sixty square meters, which is already considered large. But for Seinfeld, who has to face danger, it feels very strange to see such a "small" study?

Doesn't it mean that the lower down the floors of this ruin, the more dangerous it becomes? Could it be that there are still some unknown dangers in this study?

Seinfeld looked at this study carefully with vigilance, on the right, there was a bookshelf with more than a dozen books on it, seeing this, Seinfeld was slightly happy in his heart, if these were the recipes for cultivating the truth, then it would be sent.

Next to the bookshelf, there are small stone caves recessed into the wall, there are six in total, and on each small stone cave, there is a red lacquered wooden box the size of a lunch box, and the lid of these wooden boxes is closed, and I don't know what is placed inside.

Further to the left of the small hole, there are five pairs of calligraphy and paintings. The first calligraphy and painting depicts a sea of fire, and then a suspended flame on the flame.

The second painting depicts an ancient pine, growing between the rocks, like those strong pine trees on the Yellow Mountain in the previous life, with vigorous branches, as if telling the unyielding life of life.

The third painting depicts a waterfall that flows straight down, but the bottom part is not depicted, and I don't know if there is a deep pool or something under the waterfall.

In the fourth painting, an old farmer is driving his oxen to plough the field, and there is water in the field, and under the action of the iron plough, the pieces of soil are turned over.

The fifth picture is a sharp and approaching long sword, and just looking at this painting, Song Fei feels the real killing aura coming from his face.

Although he couldn't see the meaning of these five paintings for the time being, Seinfeld subconsciously felt that these five paintings were not simple.

Further to the left, hung a long sword with a scabbard, both the hilt and the scabbard were fiery red, and from a distance, this long sword gave Seinfeld the feeling of a flame burning.

In front of the sword, there is a wooden table, and behind the table is a wooden chair with an inkstone, a brush, and white paper. It seems that it was used by the former master to write, and the overall layout is really a study.

There is not much time left for Seinfeld, if it is delayed any longer, it is very likely that there will be a master of the Jindan period, although he is confident that he will scare those old men with brush words, but just in case, Seinfeld will not dare to stay for a long time.

Seinfeld walked slowly to the bookshelf on the right, walking lightly, the closer he got to the bookshelf, the more nervous Seinfeld became, who knows if he would suddenly kill a spirit in the middle and kill himself directly.

After walking cautiously for about thirty seconds, Seinfeld finally came to the front of the bookshelf, temporarily placed the Blue Rain Dragon on the ground, and looked down to see that on the bookshelf, more than a dozen books were lying quietly, like very ordinary books.

Seinfeld was the first to see a recent book: The Trick of Boundless Falling Wood.

Then, the Nine Songs of the Yellow River, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, the Three Yuan Qingfeng Techniques, the Sky Swordsmanship, and the Flame Evil Technique......

The recipes were vividly in his mind, and Seinfeld was overjoyed, if he included these recipes in his pocket, the Optimus Sword Sect would face an embarrassing situation with the recipes, and I am afraid it would be lifted immediately. And looking at the owner of this place, you can see that this person is definitely not simple, and the tricks he collects should not be ordinary things.

Of course, the more critical the moment, the more cautious Seinfeld became, slowly reaching for the first boundless wooden recipe, and as soon as he touched the book, Seinfeld's heart suddenly swelled up with something wrong.

Then, Seinfeld saw that the corner of this boundless falling wood recipe was directly touched by Seinfeld, turning into a cloud of dust.

"No, it won't. Seinfeld's heart sank suddenly, could it be that these books had turned into ashes because of age? because there was no wind blowing in for a long time, nothing touched them, so that the ashes remained in their original appearance?

Seinfeld was not reconciled, and immediately gently pressed his entire palm towards the boundless falling wood, and in the process, Seinfeld's whole heart was raised, for fear that the result would be the same as his own imagination, and all the joy would be empty in the end.

With both hands pressed, Seinfeld's expression suddenly froze, and a trace of disappointment welled up on his face, and as expected, this boundless wood trick had turned into ashes. was pressed by Seinfeld's hand, and Seinfeld's surroundings were immediately surrounded by flying ashes.

Seinfeld, who did not give up, set his sights on several other recipes.

The Jiuqu Yellow River was shattered.

The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Recipe turned to ashes again.

The Sky Sword Technique?

Alas.

According to the past, as if the ending was already predestined, all the spells and spells were all turned into a pile of dust.

Seinfeld's hopeful heart was also like piles of books, reduced to bits and pieces.

Then, Seinfeld turned his gaze to the small wooden box in the hole in the wall.

Cautiously coming to the front of the wooden box, Seinfeld's eyes flickered, this wooden box is placed in a small hole, I am afraid there is another mystery.

With a move in his heart, Seinfeld suddenly showed a smug smile on his face, he turned around and lifted the Blue Rain Dragon that had just been placed on the ground again, then grabbed his right arm and slowly touched it towards the wooden box.

As Lan Yulong's fingers slowly followed, Seinfeld watched motionlessly, and if there was danger, he was ready to evacuate as soon as possible.

"Poof. Suddenly, there was a muffled sound, Seinfeld's pupils contracted instantly, and a raging flame erupted from the small stone cave in an instant, fortunately Seinfeld hid behind the Blue Rain Dragon and avoided the sprayed flames, but the Blue Rain Dragon was not so lucky, under the spray of this flame, the whole hand was directly turned into a cloud of ashes.

"Woo. The blue rain dragon, which had no vocal cords, immediately let out a painful whine.

Suddenly turned his head, the originally vicious eyes had disappeared without a trace, and at this moment, there was a trace of pleading on his face, and he made an urgent "whining" sound at Seinfeld. For fear that Seinfeld wouldn't understand, the remaining arm was lifted between his necks with all his strength, and he made a motion to wipe his neck.

"You mean, let me kill you?" Seinfeld said with a laugh.

"Woo. Whining. Lan Yulong nodded hurriedly.

Seinfeld laughed, "Don't be stupid, what if the corpse is not as good as the living? ”

Lan Yulong's face turned dead, and in an instant, Lan Yulong's eyes showed an extremely vicious look, with an expression of wanting to devour Seinfeld alive.

"You can't live if you do your own evil. Seinfeld laughed, and then said in a reassuring tone, "Okay, bear with me, I promise, you won't survive this year." ”

"Woo. The Blue Rain Dragon screamed.

Seinfeld ignored it anymore, his eyes focused on the small stone cave where the wooden box was placed, and muttered, "It turns out that the ban is arranged, and it is not good that monsters appear, but now it is much easier." ”

Seinfeld's hand touched it gently.

"Ding Dong, I found that the cultivator is forbidden, and it can be exchanged for points, 50, whether to redeem or not. ”

"Redeem. ”

Presumably due to the age, the power of these prohibitions has also declined, and Seinfeld believes that the prohibitions arranged with the strength of the master of this land and the consumption of mana will definitely not be worth such points.

The ban was removed, and Seinfeld easily took the small wooden box in his hand, but he didn't look carefully at the moment, and directly put the small wooden box into the storage ring, and when he went out, he found a place to check it slowly.

Then, in the second small hole, after having the previous experience, Seinfeld, who was cautious, lifted the blue rain dragon's left hand again, and in the extremely vicious eyes of the blue rain dragon, Seinfeld smiled and stretched out his hand.

As expected, the ban was triggered again, and the entire palm of the Blue Rain Dragon turned into a block of ice.

Seinfeld redeemed the ban and gained another 50 points, including a small red lacquered wooden box in a storage ring.

In the third small hole, Seinfeld took out the long sword, directly cut off the frozen part of the blue rain dragon's palm, and put the entire arm without a palm into it. Then the ban was triggered again, and the blue rain dragon was only left with his arm.

Seinfeld then successfully redeemed the points and collected the wooden box.

When the sixth small red lacquered wooden box was put into the storage ring, only half of the arms and torso of the Blue Rain Dragon remained, and as for the legs, they were all missing when the ban was triggered.

At this moment, Lan Yulong has become like this, and he has not yet lost his breath, Seinfeld really admires this guy's tenacious vitality.

After receiving the small wooden box, Seinfeld came to the side of the paintings and calligraphy, each about one meter high and forty centimeters wide. Now that Blue Rain Dragon was covered in blood, he was not interested in trying it with Blue Rain Dragon's body.

"Okay, you're out of use, go and rest in peace. Song Fei directly cut off Lan Yulong's head with a sword, and when the head rolled, Song Fei saw a hint of relief on Lan Yulong's face.

After doing all this, Seinfeld put the corpse of the Blue Rain Dragon in the storage ring, as if it were a corpse to be destroyed.

"Those tricks have turned to ashes, and these calligraphy and paintings should also be ashes. Seinfeld touched the calligraphy and painting with both hands, but he was ready in his heart, the calligraphy and painting were just ashes, and the ashes would turn into ashes, and even the blow of the magic to ashes had been endured, not to mention a few calligraphy and paintings?

"Ding-dong. To Seinfeld's surprise, when he touched this calligraphy and painting, Seinfeld thought that the ban had been triggered again, but he didn't expect another voice from the god-level exchange system.

"Found a low-level five elements perception map, can be exchanged for 50,000 points, whether to redeem or not. ”

Nani? Just this broken calligraphy and painting can be exchanged for 50,000 points? Seinfeld's originally dull eyes suddenly became bright and bright.