"What a pity, what a pity..."

Yang Yunfan looked at the mysterious symbols on the stone wall, and he vaguely felt that these symbols on the stone wall contained amazing mysterious laws.

It's a pity that he has never practiced flame-based techniques. His own physique has also undergone tremendous changes due to practicing "Hongmeng Purple Qi Jue", and it is difficult to practice other techniques. If they are only used for reference, these

The value of the stone wall symbol has been greatly wasted.

"Zhu Rong Tu... These stone wall symbols come from the same source as Zhu Rong Tu. They should be the inherited skills of a certain tribe of the ancient war witch clan."

Yang Yunfan pondered for a while and decided to write down these stone wall symbols. Even if he couldn't practice it himself, he could demonstrate these symbols to Huang Tianqi when he met her in the future, and maybe she could understand something.

Thinking of this, Yang Yunfan took out a pen and paper from his storage bag and began to copy and record the symbols on the stone wall.

"Why is it so difficult to draw this rune?"

He copied stroke by stroke very carefully, but these runes seemed to contain inexplicable power. Copying each rune cost him a lot of energy. When he copied the third rune,

I don't know why, but I just feel like there is a flame burning in my soul.

He endured the pain and struggled to copy the third rune.

However, at the moment of completion, these three runes automatically formed a brand new flame rune, and suddenly, a golden flame burst out, burning the paper and pen in Yang Yunfan's hand.

"how so?"

Yang Yunfan looked at the paper and pen that burned automatically in his hand, his eyes full of surprise.

After a long time, he realized that this should be some kind of restriction to prevent others from teaching the technique privately. If you want to practice and understand this technique, you must come to this stone wall and observe it in person.

"Paper and pen won't work. I wonder if other materials will work?"

After pondering for a while, Yang Yunfan gave up using flammable materials and instead used a piece of gold foil, on which he used his tyrannical mental power to copy these runes.

However, he gave up quickly!

Because, the moment the third rune was formed, the gold foil began to heat up, emitting huge heat, causing the gold foil to twist and turn into a drop of gold liquid. Everything he had just done was in vain.

"It seems there is no other way."

Seeing this scene, Yang Yunfan felt very regretful, knowing that his little cleverness might be of no use at this time. This also meant that he might not be able to take this unique skill away from here.

"It is really a pity that my peerless martial arts from the ancient Chinese era are gathering dust under the quiet springs of the far north ice field!"

Yang Yunfan sighed and slowly filled back the excavated soil.

He is unable to practice this skill, nor can he take this skill out, and naturally he does not want to be discovered by other outsider monks who come here to explore.

"Baby, baby, stay here quietly. When I come next time, I will dig you out. When the time comes, I will make you famous outside the country!"

Yang Yunfan muttered a few words silently to the stone wall, then called the little Tibetan Mastiff and prepared to leave the temple.

Among the eight hundred miles of majestic palaces, this is just an extremely remote medicine refining palace.

And walk straight ahead along this medicine refining palace, pass through the rockery corridor, climb to a peak, and there is a larger palace.

When he came, Yang Yunfan passed by there and vaguely saw that there was probably a medicine garden there. The spiritual energy in it was rich, like mist, and the fragrant smell of spiritual herbs came to his face from time to time.

It is conceivable that there should be many precious spiritual grasses and spiritual fruits there!

Yang Yunfan remembered that the medicine garden was also surrounded by high walls. I wonder if there were similar rune techniques under the walls of the medicine garden?

"There should be..."

Yang Yunfan muttered, he is looking forward to it very much now!

…

However, Yang Yunfan had just walked out of this palace, but at the corner, he saw several people from Miyue City walking towards him.

"How did they find this place?"

Yang Yunfan frowned, hurriedly hid aside, covered the little Tibetan Mastiff's mouth, and then used the breath-holding technique to hide his and the little Tibetan Mastiff's breath.

"Miss Shangxiu, just now I saw Master Mo following Mr. Yang Yunfan, coming all the way here. They haven't come out for a long time. They should have found some treasure here."

A young Miyue City guard muttered, and then he took out a golden spiritual map from his arms. The map only showed a small part of the situation. It is estimated that this has been passed down from generation to generation in Miyue City. Regarding the secret realm here,

adventure map.

They may not have had time to fill in the remaining half of the blanks.

On this spiritual pattern map, there are little stars twinkling.

The guard pointed at one of the scarlet dots and said, "Miss Shangxiu, Master Mo's location shows that he is nearby."

"This side is the mountains, and that side is the river. Master Mo's location is on the south bank of the river, that is..." the guard said while pointing to the spirit pattern map, comparing it with the surrounding environment to confirm Master Mo's location

.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, he turned around, pointed to a piece of muddy ground downstream of the river, and said: "Miss Shangxiu, Master Mo, that should be there!"

"Hold!"

Seeing this scene, Yang Yunfan held back a curse word in his heart.

Because that place was the muddy ground where he had just buried Master Mo.

He never expected that Master Mo would have such a close relationship with the people of Miyue City, that he would actually put a drop of his blood on Miyue City's spiritual pattern map.

This kind of spiritual pattern map is actually a unique formation.

As long as a drop of blood essence is dropped on it, anyone holding this spiritual pattern map within thousands of miles can find traces of Master Mo. Yang Yunfan originally thought that a sinister villain like Master Mo, who acted secretly, would not be able to find traces of Master Mo.

Feel free to reveal your whereabouts.

At this moment, he miscalculated!

If the people of Miyue City dig out Master Mo's body, they will know that Master Mo is dead. Based on the previous information, they already know that Master Mo followed them.

Master Mo is dead, and he must be the biggest suspect.

When the time comes, when the people of Miyue City investigate, they will not be able to explain it clearly.

It doesn't matter who in Miyue City enters this secret realm. They all come together, and Yang Yunfan doesn't care either.

However, outside, Miyue City still has many guards from the Yin and Yang realm waiting there.

Unless Yang Yunfan never leaves this secret realm for the rest of his life.
Chapter completed!