"That's true."

The group of people walked through the ancient forest like this, and from time to time they saw powerful creatures, including relics and pure bloods. They were extremely powerful and could not be competed by ordinary people.

Finally, they found a place deep in the Jinshan Mountain, where there were ancient buildings, which were suspected to be ancient powerful monasteries.

As soon as a person approaches, boundless Taoist charm rushes in, and the whole person seems to be bathed in Taoist charm. Here, life is sublimating every minute and every second.

This made Wang Changan and others extremely excited. Many tribesmen broke through instantly. It was said to be a dojo, but more like the back garden of the ancient strong men.

This is a place with old trees and dead vines, small bridges and flowing water, giving it a sense of peace and a return to nature.

Weeds grow wantonly, but they are well-proportioned, with cobblestones paving the paths. Doors are left open, windows are left open, just like that, let it be like this.

Green moss covers the old bricks, and the house is spotless. Everything is arranged neatly, including tea, wine, chess, and writing.

No matter how irritated your heart is, it will calm down when you walk in here.

The courtyard is huge, with red doors and green tiles, which makes it look noble, but it makes people feel as calm as water.

There are many things, and there are countless treasures. Every thing here is priceless.

Just a chair is made of dragon's blood wood. Dragon's blood wood is extremely strong and can last for hundreds of thousands of years. It can also be used as medicine and is of infinite value.

Even if I am greedy for money, I will not act rashly at this moment. This is too sacred, as if it is a pure land dyed with holy charm, a holy land for warriors.

A bottle of wine and a sword can cut across the world.

On the desk, there is this set of calligraphy treasures, ten characters, which have been passed down through the ages. The charm of terrifying martial arts is permeated, making people immersed in it.

The ten words were like the heaven and earth being opened up, and they were slashed, and all mountains, rivers, heaven and earth were slashed through.

Bang bang, a golden light appeared in Wang Changan's wide eyes, and his body quickly retreated. The cross, the holy rhyme alone, was difficult to reach.

"No one should touch these things." Wang Qingzhuang ordered. The more sacred they are, the more they cannot be desecrated.

Through this window, there is still an ancient courtyard. The ancient courtyard is a bit dilapidated and the rubble has collapsed to the ground, but it looks very natural and makes people feel peaceful.

The avenue is invisible, this must be a terrifying existence.

A gourd vine takes root in the courtyard. The old roots are like horned dragons, and there are not many old yellow leaves left.

There are three yellow gourds growing on the vine. Upon closer inspection, each gourd breathes spiritual energy and emits a trace of chaos.

"You all have come a long way, Xuan Yi has been waiting for you for a long time."

Just as everyone was watching in rapt attention, an old turtle shook off the dirt on its body, revealing its figure.

Wang Changan had looked there before, and there was obviously no sign of life, but now an old turtle jumped out.
Chapter completed!