Yang Zhen directly dialed Mr. Xu Yang's phone number.
"Old man, I don't have much time now. I just want to say one thing, I'm dead now, let's start a war!" Yang Zhen didn't even say hello and went straight to the topic. He just finished the last word and the battery of his mobile phone was completely exhausted.
Shut down.
Before Mr. Xu Yang could react, the phone went silent. Although he could hear the sound coming and going, with the old man's intelligence, he understood almost instantly. At this time, it had already passed since the collapse of the ancient tomb in Linglong Town.
Three days.
The old man closed his eyes and was silent for a long time. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance. He picked up his mobile phone and made a series of calls. In less than half an hour, the Eight Madmen and the outside cadres of Lingjian Hall
, all gathered at Shuanglong Car Repair Shop, and what followed was the sudden rise of Lingjian Hall. As for the news that Yang Zhen was still alive, only a slap in the face was known.
After making the call, Yang Zhen returned to the collapsed hall again, using the light of night pearls to continuously shuttle between the gaps between the boulders. In just half a day, Yang Zhen actually harvested hundreds of black stones. As for other gold and silver jewelry, Yang Zhen
Zhen simply turned a blind eye to it.
After cleaning the entire hall, Yang Zhen gained a lot. He harvested more than three hundred black stones in total, and dozens of them were as big as fists. Yang Zhen saw from his golden eyes that among these few black stones,
The power is actually extremely powerful, more than ten times more than the ordinary black stone that is only about the size of a thumb, and the power in it is also different.
With such a big harvest in one go, Yang Zhen didn't take it seriously even though his stomach was growling at the moment. After returning to the pool, Yang Zhen began to study the mysterious stones carefully. There were so many mysterious stones in front of him. If he didn't use them,
, then I would be so sorry for myself.
I don't know what the power in the black stone is. It seems that only the true energy can resonate with it. However, with Yang Zhen's current strength, all the true energy in the body can only absorb a little bit of the power in the black stone.
It was just a drop in the bucket, which made Yang Zhen feel like he was a big loser and he really didn't know what to do.
There is indeed no sense of time underground. Although Yang Zhen has been underground for four days and is so hungry that his chest is pressed against his back, this guy has put this matter behind him and is concentrating on studying the mysterious stone. With his
Now that he has entered the fifth level of innate strength, it is no problem to be hungry for more than ten days.
Pure research is of course very boring, especially in this situation where there is no progress at all. Although Yang Zhen was very patient, he had to give up in the end. He originally planned to leave, but something went wrong.
There was actually a slight tremor, and he returned to the collapsed hall again.
Even Yang Zhen didn't understand why he suddenly came back here on a whim, but these are not the main point. Now that he is here, of course he will not return empty-handed. He kept shuttling between the boulders and finally found something that made him think.
A mysterious secret.
"Why are there so many boulders here? Logically speaking, this is an underground natural cave. How could it turn into various boulders after it collapses? This doesn't make sense. It seems to explain why there are so many boulders. The answer should be among these boulders.
"
It has to be said that Yang Zhen's acumen is so powerful that no one would think about it. Even experts who specialize in treasure hunting definitely think that this is a very common thing. After all, they have determined that this place is here from the beginning.
It is an ancient underground warehouse, and no one cares about these messy boulders.
Now that he had a new target, Yang Zhen immediately took action. He picked up a five hundred kilogram boulder at will and smashed it into pieces with one punch. This sudden burst of super strength shocked Yang Zhen and sighed to himself.
Strength is indeed not as simple as going up a level. Looking at the posture, it seems like it is going up a few more levels.
Looking at the huge boulders broken into stone fragments, Yang Zhen felt a little helpless. There are so many boulders here, and this five hundred kilogram boulder is the smallest here. It is impossible to check all the boulders just thinking about it.
, because once it hits a key point, the hall may collapse again. It’s unclear whether we will have such good luck by then.
"It seems that I can only gamble on luck and choose ten boulders. If there is no harvest, I will give up."
After Yang Zhen made up his mind, he narrowed his eyes and golden light flickered in his eyes. With his instinctive choice, Yang Zhen quickly locked on the ten mysterious stones and smashed the first one without saying a word.
The first five-hundred-jin boulder suddenly shattered, with nothing in it. It was all shattered into small pebbles. Yang Zhen calmly smashed the second one-thousand-jin boulder. The small pebbles immediately covered the ground, but there was still nothing.
The third, fourth, and fifth pieces were all broken into pebbles, with nothing left. Yang Zhen was already thinking of giving up. After the sixth and seventh pieces still yielded no results, Yang Zhen secretly sighed softly.
The eighth piece was broken lightly.
The same scene appeared, the boulder turned into countless small stones, but just when Lingchen was about to bombard the next one, his eyes lit up and he saw an ancient parchment scroll among the countless broken stones.
"There really is something, am I too outrageous?!"
He picked up the sheepskin roll with great surprise, and Yang Zhen couldn't wait to open it. The sheepskin roll was not big, two feet in length and width. With the light of the luminous pearl, Yang Zhen saw rows of densely packed small seal characters. He knew it at a glance.
This is a text from the Song Dynasty.
I have to say that sometimes things are so coincidental. Yang Zhen actually didn't do any research on ancient characters. But as luck would have it, the old man got a famous painting from the Song Dynasty last year, and Yang Zhen was lucky enough to appreciate it.
Because he really couldn't understand the ghost symbols on it, Yang Zhen went to study the fonts of the Song Dynasty. He didn't expect that he would be able to use them now. Sure enough, everything was God's will.
Although the words on the parchment scroll were bitter and difficult to understand, Yang Zhen still understood all the contents in one breath. He was excited at the beginning, then confused, then turned into contemplation, and finally laughed out loud.
Yang Zhen's face changed several expressions in succession. After reading all the content, Yang Zhen secretly sighed that God was really not kind to him and always gave him good things at critical moments.
What is recorded on the parchment is indeed a good thing. It is a legendary sword manual called "The Hidden Sword". It was created by a senior named Xiaoyao King. However, although he understood the sword manual, he was unable to do so because of his longevity.
Yuan Wuduo failed to practice it. King Xiaoyao originally wanted to pass on this peerless sword technique, but after three years, he could not find anyone who could practice this sword technique.