Passing through the golden gate on the stone wall, Jiangling saw darkness all around him as soon as he entered.

The water vapor is damp and smells rotten.

With my discernment, I saw that this place was not in a painting, but in a cave.

The painting "Along the River During Qingming Festival" on the stone wall turned out to be just decoration.

The inner cave is not deep, but extremely spacious.

Against the wall of the cave, a corpse sat there, its Zen clothes already in tatters.

'Could this be the skeleton of the eminent monk?'

Buzz~

The bronze mirror suddenly flew out automatically,

Suddenly, something flew out from the body of the skeleton, echoing the bronze mirror.

Jiang Ling waved from the air and took the object into his hand. When he looked at it, it turned out to be a green eyeball.

'I'm afraid these are not human eyes, are they?'

When the bronze mirror and the eyeball collided, a strange light flickered and the eyeball disappeared.

The next moment, a glowing eye appeared on the bronze mirror.

Looking into the bronze mirror, within three seconds, one's mind will be lost and hallucinations will appear.

Thanks to Jiang Ling having Yu Jue to calm his mind, the illusion has no effect on him.

I quickly put away the mirror, already counting in my mind.

'This is indeed not the right thing to do.'

Looking at the skeleton of the eminent monk again, there are nine golden beans falling on the cross-legged place, shining in the darkness.

Jiang Ling also took it into his hands: "This should be the Buddhist relic."

The relics were said to be stones in the body by experts in later generations.

But if you say that this relic that emits golden light is a stone, no one will believe it.

Holding the relic in his hand, Jiang Ling suddenly intuitively sensed that the relic contained huge energy.

He tried to hold one in his hand. After stimulating it with spiritual power, the essence of the relic exploded and turned into a surging force in an instant, pouring into Jiang Ling's arm.

This force is like mountains and seas, like mountain torrents pouring down, and like the Milky Way spraying, it cannot be suppressed.

Jiang Ling felt like his arms were about to burst.

Feeling uncomfortable, he subconsciously slapped the side to release his strength.

Unexpectedly, when this palm was struck, the rock was deeply dented more than ten meters away.

Each fingerprint is seven or eight inches deep into the rock.

At the same time, the surrounding ground shook and dozens of stalactites fell inside the cave.

'How can this relic have such power?'

It's a pity that I didn't know its use at first, so this time I just wasted one.

The relics that had used up their energy quickly turned into ashes and scattered in his hands.

Next to the bones of the eminent monk, there is a parchment scroll.

Upload the three seals of [True Mahamudra]!

A heaven-shaking seal!

Zhentian Seal!

Open the Heaven Seal!

Buddhist mudra is unparalleled in its dominance and is the first choice for subduing and eliminating demons.

After these three seals, there is a picture of the Dark Chakra Demon King.

Submit a letter to the "Da Lun Ming Wang Dharma Sutra"!

In addition to the Dharma of Maharaja Mingwang, the following scriptures are a method of cultivating the Tao.

It is not much different from the "Qian Kun Yi Qigong" practiced by Jiang Ling.

The scriptures are already incomplete,

I don't know whether it was damaged by itself or was bitten by snakes, insects, rats, and ants, but most of it was broken.

'Probably the most valuable thing is this.'

After collecting the scroll, Jiangling suddenly saw a hole on the left side of the skeleton, where there was a faint fishy smell.

If you look closely, you can see a lot of fox fur falling off on the ground.

'I bet a fox lived here before, sharing a room with this skeleton.'

He then remembered that he had also obtained the black ring from a fox.

Perhaps, in the legend, this eminent monk can move in the air and jump ten miles in one go because of this black ring.

It's just that before his death, he hid the mirror inside the wall of the ancient village and drew a picture of Shura Hell on the outside. I don't know why.

'The old woman and the scribe did not dare to risk this place easily, but they were too clever to be fooled by their cleverness. This monk is already dead, so what danger can there be?'

Jiangling tore the parchment roll in half,

Half of the incomplete scripture was handed over to Ying Ning: "Since the old woman called you in, you should also bring something to give to her. This is also a good relationship. It may be of benefit to you in the future."

As for himself, there is no need for that.

Before leaving, he bowed to the bones and bowed. After exiting the golden gate, the "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" on the stone wall gradually disappeared.

Even the entrance to the cave was revealed.

'Perhaps the things I took away caused the place to lose its magic power, and this revealed its original shape.'

Outside, on the two stone platforms, people in Yunyan Pavilion and Qingfengling were looking forward to it.

Seeing that Jiang Ling and Ying Ning finally came out unscathed, they were surprised and curious at the same time.

Ying Ning followed Jiang Ning's instructions. When he came out, he didn't say anything and threw half of the parchment roll in his hand towards the old woman.

The old woman looked happy and said, "You're a pretty good girl."

A glance at the parchment revealed that it was a Buddhist classic, but it was incomplete and of little value.

"Although the value has been lost, you have done well. If there are vacancies among the registered disciples of Yunyan Pavilion in the future, you may be allowed to become one."

This is a scene talk.

Let’s not talk about whether we will really give in to one,

Even if I really gave in, it was just a name-note, nothing special.

But Jiang Ling had already expected this. He originally just wanted Ying Ning to form a good relationship with her.

"What did you get?"

The middle-aged scribes gained something from seeing Yingning, so Jiangling should also gain something.

Although Jiang Ling had previously spoken against him,

But if he could be satisfied this time, then he wouldn't be able to consider a little forgiveness.

"Nothing was found," Jiang Ling said.

"Even she has gained something, but you have gained nothing?" the middle-aged scribe asked.

At this time, the disciples from both sides also rushed towards the cave.

Since Jiang Ling was fine if he went in, then it would be fine if they went in.

Soon, they came out again.

There really wasn't much in there, except for the bones, and the only thing left now is probably those fox hairs.

Yuan Lou came out, went to the middle-aged scribe, and reported the situation in a low voice.

The middle-aged scribe said to Jiang Ling: "I'll give you another chance. Don't hide it. Tell me exactly what you took. You must know that there are some things that you are not qualified to possess."

Jiang Ling's previous humility was just to save some trouble.

But seeing that this scribe didn't give up and still had doubts,

He is no longer humble.

The way of speaking returned to the past, saying: "You are quite funny. Previously, the Golden Gate was open, but none of you dared to enter.

Now that I say I have gained nothing, you are still doubtful.

But in the end, even if I gain something from it, what does it have to do with you?"

The middle-aged scribe's expression suddenly changed.

If Jiang Ling only provoked his temper before, now he was provoking his murderous intention.

"Can you say that again?"

Yuan Lou wanted to come forward, but the middle-aged scribe still stopped him.

It seems that the middle-aged scribe is preparing to take action himself.
Chapter completed!