Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body.

Chapter 67: Saint's Relics? Doudi's Relics!

The interior of the ruins was as dark as ink, and the terrifying darkness seemed to swallow up all light. Everyone held their breath and stepped into the passage. Their footsteps echoed in the deep corridor, and the eerie echoes made people shudder.

Xiao Yan walked at the front of the team, with ochre-colored flames emanating from his palms. As the flames swayed, they lengthened everyone's shadows, dispelling the darkness and providing light for everyone.

"Xiao Yan, you have always been smart. Your master did not choose to resist, but followed Mu Gu's instructions and entered the cave. You can understand the deep meaning of this, right?

I haven't taught you the art of soul transmission yet. If you understand what I mean, then increase the brilliance of the Wind Fury Dragon Flame a bit more."

Yao Lao's soul shadow was suspended in the air, his lips did not move, but a wisp of obscure soul power entered Xiao Yan's mind.

Xiao Yan's expression changed, and the fire in his palm slowly grew stronger.

"As expected, you can understand... With our current strength, facing the Venerable is undoubtedly like an egg hitting a rock. We can only bet that your ancestor is still alive.

Mu Gu urged us to explore the cave, which actually gave us a glimmer of hope!"

Yao Lao looked stern.

Elder Mu Gu stood behind the group and said coldly, "Why are you dawdling? Hurry up."

Xiao Yan frowned and looked at Yao Lao. Yao Lao nodded slightly, and the footsteps of the crowd became more frequent.

Su Qian was worried: "How can we be impatient when exploring the ruins? This is clearly a test of the hidden traps with our lives!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's heart was shrouded in gloom.

Xiao Yan's heart was also beating fast, but at this point, he could only move forward.

The group continued forward along the deep passage, taking every step with extreme caution. Logically, such ruins should be fraught with danger and hidden dangers, but what they saw and heard along the way left everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.

The broken remains of the killing array were scattered all over the ground. The originally precise array pattern was cut off by some fierce force. The broken parts were smooth and flat, emitting a cold light.

The tall puppet guards fell in a mess on both sides of the passage, with huge holes dug out of their indestructible metal bodies, and even their cores were crushed.

In addition, there are all kinds of mysterious mechanisms. The bronze quiver was violently dismantled, the Wanjun Dragon-Breaking Stone was broken into three sections, and the trap chain was turned into powder... It seemed as if someone had been here before, and with absolute strength, cleared a safe passage for those who came later!

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Although they didn't know what had happened, the scene before them could help them escape danger.

Han Feng's eyes flashed coldly: "It seems that someone has already got there first."

Old man Mu Gu looked unhappy. This was not a good thing for him. It meant that the treasures in the ruins might be taken away by the unidentified first comer!
"Ancestor!"

Xiao Yan was filled with joy. Although others didn't know who had destroyed these mechanisms, he was certain that it was the Xiao family ancestor who had been trapped in the ruins a thousand years ago!

Ancestor, you must still be alive!

"Come on!"

Old man Mu Gu roared, and the terrifying fighting spirit emanating from his body made the void tremble.

Xiao Yan had a plan in mind, and his pace quickened: "Let's go!"

After passing through the dark passage, the view suddenly opened up and a magnificent ruined square appeared before their eyes.

The ground of the square is paved with black amber that is ten thousand years old. Four stone pillars with coiled dragons stand at the four corners, and at the end of the square stand four giant portals. The portals are ten feet high and are made of metal of unknown material. They are simple and hard.

There were broken characters carved above the four doors, and one could barely make out what was written.

"Dan Pavilion, Academy, Tomb Inscription, Sword Altar... It seems that the real treasure of this ruins is behind these four doors. Which one should I go to first?"

Yao Lao said calmly.

Old Man Mu Gu snorted coldly, knowing that there would be basically no danger here. He took a step forward and stepped into the Dan Pavilion.

"You guys come in too. You can't go to other rooms without my order, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

Yao Lao sighed softly. Elder Mu Gu was an alchemist, so naturally he was most concerned about the things in the Dan Pavilion. As for not allowing them to explore other places, it was because he was afraid that someone would secretly hide the treasures...

Everyone rushed into the Dan Pavilion, and what caught their eyes were rows of medicine shelves filled with weathered and corroded jade slips and broken green jade bottles.

And on the stone wall of the medicine shelf, there are lines of small words engraved.

Xiao Yan leaned forward and read out the words word by word: "I will store all the pill formulas and elixirs I have collected throughout my life here.

Thirty-six ninth-grade pill recipes in total! How many?

Xiao Yan exclaimed in surprise.

The old apothecary's brow twitched, and his illusory soul appeared before the stone wall: "There are a total of thirty-six ninth-grade pill formulas, a total of one hundred and eight eighth-grade pill formulas, and countless formulas below the seventh grade... As for the few pills, let's not mention them. You who came later, having passed through so many trials to reach this place, may take them for yourself."

Yao Lao looked solemn and said, "To be able to collect so many pill formulas, the owner of this relic must be either a ninth-grade alchemist or a high-level Dou Sheng!

It’s just a pity that although the jade slip can effectively engrave the elixir formula for a long time, after ten thousand years, the traces of the soul inside have also dissipated…”

"Brother! Come quickly!"

Just when Yao Lao was feeling regretful, old man Mu Gu shouted in horror, his eyes full of fanaticism, and he held several pieces of jade bottle fragments in his hands.

At this time, he was no longer the scheming old man Mu Gu, but more like a seeker on the path of alchemy!
"Your eyesight is sharper than mine. Look what this is!"

Yao Lao was shocked, and his soul quickly floated to Mu Gu's side. He bent down and carefully looked at the fragment in Mu Gu's hand.

Xiao Yan stared at the backs of the two men with a strange look on his face. At this moment, the two of them really looked like a pair of brothers who were friendly and respectful to each other.

Perhaps back then, the teacher and Mr. Mu Gu did have a period of diligent study.

"This is the Wanzai Kongqing Bottle!"

Yao Lao's pupils suddenly shrank and he stared at the fragments of the jade bottle!

"Sure enough, there's no mistake. Even though it's shattered and has lost its original function, this is the authentic Wanzai Kongqing Bottle!"

Xiao Yan couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, what is the Ten Thousand Years Empty Green Bottle?"

"The Wanzai Kongqing Bottle is a jade bottle used in ancient times to store precious elixirs. It is said to be able to perfectly preserve the medicinal properties of the elixir for ten thousand years.

However, the method of refining the Wanzai Kongqing Bottle was lost ten thousand years ago. Perhaps only the Medicine Clan and the Dan Tower have preserved the only authentic ones.

Today, the Douqi Continent does have a replica of the Wanzai Kongqing Bottle, but it has less than one-tenth of the efficacy of the original and can only preserve the medicinal properties of the elixir for hundreds of years.

I didn’t expect to see the Wanzai Kongqing Bottle here today…”

At this point, Yao Lao sighed again: "However, the age of this relic is too long. Not to mention the elixir, even the Wanzai Kongqing bottle itself is broken!
It seems that this is not a relic that is ten thousand years old. At the very least, it must be traced back to..."

"One hundred thousand years ago!"

Old Man Mu Gu said firmly.

Lingquan felt uncomfortable when he heard this. The inheritance of their eight ancient tribes was only tens of thousands of years, but this relic actually had a history of 100,000 years.

After finding nothing in the Dan Pavilion, everyone went to the Academy, but they no longer had any hope of finding any treasures.

The stone walls inside the academy are also engraved with words left by the owner of the ruins.

Xiao Yan read it out: "I have left here twelve volumes of high-level Heaven-grade techniques, eighteen volumes of high-level Heaven-grade fighting skills, and countless volumes of intermediate Heaven-grade techniques... and fighting skills below the Earth-grade."

Mu Gu hurried to look at the jade slips on the bookshelf, and without exception, they were all broken.

"There are so many techniques and fighting skills, twelve high-level heavenly-grade books, and eighteen high-level heavenly-grade fighting skills. Even the ancient clans don't have this much."

Xiao Xun'er frowned, thinking that the owner of the ruins must be from a prominent family. The previous speculations by Yao Lao and Mu Gu Lao were not quite accurate.

"He's a top-level Dou Sheng, or maybe..."

When she thought of this, the golden flame in Xiao Xun'er's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and her fingertips trembled unconsciously.

"There are two rooms left."

Old man Mu Gu's black robe fluttered like a ghost as he rushed into the tombstone, and everyone followed closely behind him.

A towering stone statue that reaches from heaven to earth stands in the center of the hall. The statue is over a hundred feet tall, and even after a hundred thousand years, a faint Taoist glow still flows on its surface.

He held a giant sword in one hand, inserted it into the ground, emitting a heart-pounding sharp aura. His face was blurred in the mist, but his eyes were exceptionally clear, as if he was looking into the eternity.

His left eye, like the rising sun, holds within it the sword of creation; his right eye, like the setting sun weeping blood, conceals the sword path of the annihilation of all things. His boundless and majestic imperial power makes everyone feel insignificant.

At the base of the stone statue, a broken stone tablet was inserted diagonally.

Old man Mu Gu glanced over, as if he had seen some shocking secret, and his lips trembled.

Xiao Yan's heart tightened, the identity of the owner of the ruins might be revealed at this moment!
"My name is Li Feiyang. I was born in the ancient times, when demonic beasts ravaged the land and humanity wailed. I used my three-foot-long sword to establish my position as emperor and bring eternal peace to the human race."

The remains of the Dou Sheng? The remains of the Dou Emperor!!!
(End of this chapter)