Log in and fight a hundred years in advance

Chapter 152 Inside the Cave Mansion

Zhao Yannian was speechless by Zhao Li's natural behavior, and followed Zhao Li with his head down.

But at the same time, a desire for strength also arose in his heart. With strength, he can really do whatever he wants.

After walking about two feet, the two of them walked around behind the boulder.

It was still the same passage, but it was much wider than the previous section, and you could even see the empty mountainside space in front of it.

"Master, let me go see what treasures there are first."

When Zhao Yannian saw this, he ignored the complaints in his heart, said something, and ran directly towards the mountain.

After listening to Zhao Li's words, he realized that as long as Zhao Li was there, nothing would happen to him.

Zhao Li ignored him and swept over with his soul power. He didn't find any hidden mechanisms or secret rooms, so he slowly walked over.

In the middle of the mountain, there is a tall stone chair with several stone boxes placed on it.

Gold coins were piled around the stone chair, but nothing else.

When Zhao Li saw this, he completely lost interest and watched Zhao Yannian open the box from where he was.

At this time, Zhao Yannian had already opened the first stone box and took out a scroll, which should be something like martial arts and fighting skills.

"Master, this is a book on Hammer Fighting Techniques. It's an advanced Xuan-level book. Take a look."

Zhao Yannian took a cursory look at it, threw it to Zhao Li, and then eagerly opened the next box.

Zhao Li took it and saw that Zhao Yannian was still opening the box, so he wanted to remind him, but before he could speak, Zhao Yannian had already opened the stone box.

The moment he opened the stone box, the shriveled pill inside exploded into a cloud of smoke and dust. Zhao Yannian reacted quickly and held his breath for a moment, but a stench had already entered his nose, and his face instantly turned the color of pig liver. He was even a little dizzy from the smoke.

Zhao Li sighed and didn't care about him anymore. The old god looked at the scroll in his hand. The fighting skill Qiankun throws, Xuan level, advanced!
Not only can he pour all his remaining fighting energy into the hammer in an instant, which is extremely powerful, but he can also rely on his mind and energy to track the enemy.

It's very strong, but it only has the power of one blow. It's a life-threatening move.

"not bad!"

After reading it, Zhao Li spoke highly of this fighting skill.With his current vision, he could understand the effect almost at a glance. After a little deduction, he found that the instantaneous burst of methods inspired him.

At this time, Zhao Yannian also walked over, still looking disgusted.

Although the fog had long since dissipated, he felt that the stench was still filling his nose crazily.

He was a little worried at first, but after seeing Zhao Li's calm appearance, he felt relieved. He understood that the thing should have no other effect besides smelling, so he had to endure it. Who made him defenseless.

Seeing his pig liver-colored face, Zhao Li smiled, gave the scroll to Zhao Yannian, and then locked his eyes on the stone chair.

The high-level Xuan level can be competed by countless people in the outside world, but for him, it is not enough.

Zhao Yannian came to his senses and saw that Zhao Li was still looking at the stone chair. He also looked over and asked after a long while:
"Master, is there anything wrong with this stone chair?"

Zhao Li only discovered that the stone chair was absorbing the surrounding Dou Qi. Although it was very little, Zhao Li was very sensitive to the flow of energy and still noticed the abnormality. However, he found nothing after observation.

After a while, Zhao Li slowly walked towards the tall stone chair, put his palms on it, soul power and fighting spirit gushed out, and slowly explored it.At the first moment, Zhao Li felt an aura of vicissitudes of life, and soon he saw streaks of light, like veins, spreading throughout the stone chair.

As the soul power continued to penetrate deeper, he felt as if he had passed through a thin barrier, and then entered a warm, soft and moist place, feeling refreshed.

There is a cave in this stone chair.

The space is not large, about one and a half feet high, and about three feet long and wide.

On the right side, there is a large bellows, which is closely connected to the large stove in the middle; close to the stove is an iron pier about one meter high, with a slightly raised panel and a short tapered tail; There is a cold anvil at the foot of the left wall, flat, with four short tails in four directions, and various iron tools hanging next to it, such as hammers, pliers, files, rings...

This is clearly a blacksmith shop, but there is no fire in the stove, and there is no wind in the bellows. The place where the hammers should be in full swing, but there is no sound, no life and excitement.

Zhao Li's soul power condensed, and he swept a rough circle, and finally locked his eyes in the oven. There, he felt an extremely weak soul power.

Zhao Li had a thought and slowly approached the oven. As he thought, he had already mobilized the energy around him, which was not very strong, and was ready to deal with changes in the oven at any time.

After getting ready, Zhao Li set up the oven, but there was no remnant soul of the strong man that Zhao Li thought was inside. It was just that the words carved on the inner wall of the oven seemed to be alive, slowly but surely absorbing fighting energy.

Zhao Li was a little disappointed. Although with his current strength, except for the remnants of strong men like the Ling Emperor, others would not be of much help to his practice.

But the remnant souls of the seniors, in addition to their strength, are a valuable asset in terms of experience and knowledge. If they had existed for a longer period of time, the exchanges and dialogues of different eras might even create different sparks. .

Sighing softly, Zhao Li looked at the words on the inner wall of the oven. Although they were ancient, they seemed to be really alive. As soon as Zhao Li touched them, he understood what they meant.

In the oven, at the end of the text, it ends with the sentence "All things are created by me, and all different shapes are wonderful."

After reading it, Zhao Li was silent for a long time. After a long time, he sighed softly:
"It's a pity that no matter how high your status is, if you don't have the strength to match it, you will eventually have to live under the mercy of the strong."

This is an inheritance of weapon refining and an autobiography.

As he read the words word for word, Zhao Li felt the emotions of the person who wrote it, and felt a sense of regret, grief, anger and unwillingness.

According to his autobiography, although his cultivation talent is not very good and he has been struggling on the road of Dou Zong for nearly 200 years, he is extremely talented in refining weapons and has made great progress all the way. He even created his own set of casting methods and used them to cast One mouthful of the Heavenly Cauldron became famous in the mainland.

But this also laid the foundation for his troubles in the rest of his life. He was imprisoned by a top force at the time and became a tool maker for decades. If this force had not gone crazy because of the magic weapon and was destroyed, he might not be free for the rest of his life.

From then on, although he was free, his time was short. He eventually returned to the place where he embarked on the path of weapon refining and died quietly.

Zhao Li suppressed the surprise of receiving the inheritance and felt sad. He thought of himself at the time of Danta. At that time, he was so proud of his alchemy skills that far surpassed others, and he was almost killed by Hun Xuzi.

After sighing with emotion, Zhao Li retracted his thoughts and left this space.

Outside, Zhao Li opened his eyes and withdrew his palm from the stone chair.

Zhao Yannian saw this and asked impatiently:
"Master, how are you? Do you have anything good?"

Zhao Li nodded. It was indeed an unexpected blessing to obtain a master-level weapon refining inheritance here.

When Zhao Yannian saw Zhao Li nodding, his eyes lit up and he asked:
"What is it? What is it?"

(End of this chapter)