Under One Person: Communicating with Xiao Zizai about his condition at the beginning

Several people drove straight into the central passage,

Soon, you will see a long and narrow cliff. After crossing it, you will enter a spacious cave.

A long string of stone steps suddenly appeared before my eyes.

Climb up the stairs.

Then I saw a palace.

The temple is empty, with no gods enshrined. In front of it is a small square with a Tai Chi diagram engraved on the ground.

Grandma Jinfeng slumped down in the square.

With a dejected look, she murmured, "It's gone. The master's collection, everything is gone..."

Xia Liuqing was by his side.

But he looked submissive and didn't dare to say much.

Chen Zhuo saw a faint mass of burnt black powder on the ground and glanced at Zhang Chulan imperceptibly.

This guy.

When arranging the formation earlier, he took the initiative to point out that his strength was relatively weak and he was not good at head-on combat, so he hoped to be responsible for covering the rear.

This was exactly what Wang Zhenqiu wanted.

He just wanted to see what secrets were hidden behind Zhang Chulan's strange behavior.

So he agreed.

It is suggested that Zhang Chulan be stationed at the entrance to cover the retreat.

However, Zhang Chulan was also decisive. Taking advantage of the interconnected nature of the caves, he made a move the moment the two sides came into contact...

He immediately used all his strength to activate thunder magic to increase his speed, took a detour from the cave, and rushed towards the collection room.

He just wanted to create a time difference, so that when everyone was fighting fiercely, no one would pay attention to whether he left or not...

In fact.

It was exactly as he thought.

Wang Zhenqiu and others were distracted, but Chen Zhuo was familiar with the plot and knew that there was nothing in the storage room.

Only one painting remains.

A painting that appears to be of Feng Baobao when she was a girl.

When Zhang Chulan saw the scroll, he was shocked.

He didn't have time to think about what this meant.

He only knew that if this thing remained in the world, it would only bring endless trouble to Feng Baobao and him.

He immediately used thunder magic.

The painting was chopped into pieces and turned into ashes.

Then he quickly glanced at the entire cave, confirmed that there was nothing unusual, and then left.

"Grandma, was it like this when you came?"

"Yes, those bastards who emptied the collection, I wonder what they destroyed!"

Wang Zhenqiu kicked the ashes on the ground and looked at Zhang Chulan suspiciously. He had suspicions, but no evidence.

"so……"

"What exactly is Wu Gensheng's collection, and what secrets does it hide?"

"Stone……"

"Stone?"

There was a hint of nostalgia in Jin Feng's eyes:

"Stones, conch shells, paintings, cameras, organs, pocket watches..."

"The Sect Master has collected everything he finds interesting here, but there are no secret techniques or earth-shattering secrets..."

Jin Feng's tone became gloomy and helpless:

“It’s collected here.”

"These are traces of the Sect Master's existence, as well as my memories..."

“Now I don’t even have that memory anymore.”

Grandma Jinfeng's tone was sad.

The remaining few people were at a loss as to how to comfort a nearly 100-year-old mother-in-law who was obsessed with love...

Waiting online, very anxious.

Perhaps sensing Chen Zhuo's gesture, Chen Duo walked out, squatted gently beside Grandma Jinfeng, and reached out to pat her shoulder gently.

Zhang Chulan poked Feng Baobao.

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Feng Baobao also staggered to the other side, squatted down, and patted his back gently to comfort him.

Granny Jinfeng looked at the two gentle little girls and felt a warm feeling in her heart.

"Alright, little girls."

"I'm not that weak, old lady."

Chen Zhuo changed the subject at the right time and walked to the center of the square.

"There are a pair of footprints here."

"Considering the structure of the entire Twenty-Four Section Valley, there should be some kind of mechanism here..."

Chen Zhuo half-knelt on the ground.

He reached out his hand and carefully felt the footprints and the surrounding stone carvings, as if trying to find a hidden mechanism.

Granny Jinfeng said dejectedly:

"I've been to this cave many times and explored it before, but I didn't find any mechanism."

Wang Zhenqiu rubbed his chin:

"These 24 valleys symbolize the human spine and brain. The head reaches up to the sky, the feet touch the earth, and the human being stands upright."

Chen Zhuo stepped on two footprints.

The innate Qi was circulating throughout his body, and deep red energy waves were rising from his body, but there was no reaction.

"Hey?"

"It's no use?"

Wang Zhenqiu was surprised.

Zhang Chulan's eyes showed a hint of nervousness.

Silently.

Chen Zhuo was too lazy to let them continue guessing. If he revealed a little answer now, it should not be noticed as unusual.

"Wait until I step more accurately."

"Reaching the top of the sky, the innate Qi emerges from the Baihui point and connects to the blue sky..."

The deep red energy rose up as Chen Zhuo spoke.

"Standing on the ground, the innate Qi falls from the Yongquan Spring and connects to the Yellow Spring..."

The Qi energy penetrated into the ground from the soles of the feet, just activating the mechanism of the corresponding acupuncture points in the stone carvings of the footprints.

All I heard was a loud rumbling sound.

The entire Tai Chi diagram split in the middle, revealing a winding stone staircase leading down to the abyss-like underground.

"It's really done!"

Wang Zhenqiu clapped his hands and said excitedly.

Jin Feng, Xia Liuqing and Barron also looked at the underground cave that suddenly appeared in surprise.

Only Zhang Chulan's expression suddenly became nervous, and he swallowed hard. He had not checked this cave beforehand.

If any clues related to Feng Baobao are found.

That's bad...

However, before Zhang Chulan could come up with any countermeasures, Wang Zhenqiu led a group of people down the stairs.

Go deep into the cave.

Zhang Chulan felt his throat was dry, and he said hoarsely, "Sister Baoer, let's go down and take a look."

"Oh."

Chapter 65: The inheritance of Ziyang Mountain people

Everyone walked down the spiral stone steps until they reached a position close to the bottom.

Another cave appeared in front of them.

On the cave, there are several large traditional Chinese characters written in a flamboyant style:

“It is difficult to be born as a human being.”

Everyone looked around for a moment, then filed in, only to see the empty house again, with nothing in it.

"Nothing?"

Wang Zhenqiu clicked his tongue twice.

Fu.

"Look at the wall, you bastard."

Chen Zhuo inhaled and exhaled mist, and as the mercenaries and other strangers left, not only did he feel much less negative emotions.

He can also smoke normally.

That's why Chen Zhuo is in a good mood now.

“It has words on it.”

"Also, the surrounding stone walls, which should have been covered with dense carvings, have all been scraped away."

"Nine, curved, coiled, swirling, caves."

Wang Zhenqiu recited every word.

"This handwriting is different from the one at the entrance of the cave."

Granny Jinfeng suddenly spoke:

"This is the master's handwriting!"

"I think he also scraped off this stone carving."

Wang Zhenqiu frowned, and suddenly realized:

"I see!"

"If my guess is correct, this should be the place where Zhang Boduan, the hermit of Ziyang Mountain, practiced and inherited his legacy."

"The twenty-four valleys above can allow people to circulate their innate Qi and step into the threshold of Qi refinement. If you can find the key point here."

“Then you can come here.”

"Obtain the true inheritance of Ziyang Mountain Master!"

Wang Zhenqiu looked at the destroyed stone walls around him and sighed:

"It only looks like it."