"Do you want to make these secrets?" Zuo Qingcang asked seriously.

"Of course." The old man said excitedly: "Do you know what so many secrets of the Southern Saint Sect mean? They are martial arts and Taoisms that have been left since the era of gods and demons, and are the crystallization of wisdom of ancient humans! They are cross-age technology!

The secrets of the lifespan and power of ancient Taoists! They can all be obtained from it!"

"Calm down first." Zuo Qingcang frowned and said, "Can you be sure these secrets are true? And who knows what mechanisms are there? Even if you get the secrets, you must have the fate to learn them."

"This is a risk worth taking!" said the old man: "We will never encounter such a problem in our lives. Do you know that during the Western Wei Dynasty, the master of the Mirage Sect and the previous generation leader of the Nansheng Sect, Mr. Taixuan, lived for more than a thousand years."

"It's just a rumor." Zuo Qing said lightly.

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, but don't you want to practice Taoism?" The old man looked at Zuo Qingcang and said, "Do you know that your life is in the night sea, and today I'm afraid that only here can find his way of cultivation."

"What does it mean?" Zuo Qingcang frowned and said, "Are you hiding something from me?"

"Your life congregation 'Yehai' is a life congregation that has long been lost. The reason I didn't tell you before was that I was afraid that you would worry about gains and losses, which would affect the cultivation of martial arts." The old man said: "So if you want to practice Taoism, the secrets of the Nansheng Gate are now the only opportunity!"

Seeing that Zuo Qingcang still had not let go, the old man gritted his teeth and said, "What are you hesitating about? Are you like you are casual for a lifetime? Don't want a long life? Don't want the power of invincible in the world? In this era, Taoism and martial arts are withering. Once we learn the martial arts of the Southern Shengmen, we will definitely be able to dominate the world!"

"I am invincible in the world, and I can turn the world with my own strength, and I will fight the world and fight the country..." Zuo Qingcang snorted coldly: "Of course I think about this kind of thing. I have been thinking about it since my previous life. I just haven't had a chance before."

In the previous life in Zuo Qingcang's mouth, the old man just thought it was exaggerating. He felt Zuo Qingcang move. He stepped up his persuasion and said, "Then do it! Let's check the entire room together to make sure that all the mechanisms have no problems before taking action. After experiencing the earthquake, many Taoist formations in the entire ancient tomb have failed..."

Before the old man could finish his words, Zuo Qingcang stopped him and said coldly: "If you want a secret book, you can, but you have to wait until we explore the complete tomb and ensure the way out."

"But……"

"No, but." Zuo Qingcang stared at the old man coldly and said, "If you don't agree, I will knock you out here now and go down alone." The reason why Zuo Qingcang was so determined was that his mind was still calm in this situation, and the other was that he felt that the continuous 80% possibility was a trap.

"Oh." Under Zuo Qingcang's stare, the old man sighed helplessly: "Okay, but you have to remember that before we leave, we must come here and take away all the secrets here, and take as much as we can!"

Then the two of them rested for another day and night, waiting for the air in the second stone hall to circulate before opening the door and walking in.

Although the old man was still reluctant to part with the secrets in the stone chamber, he did not do anything stupid under Zuo Qingcang's surveillance.

Opening the passage in the stone chamber, the two of them walked down, looked back at the rows of bookshelves, and looked at the secret books on it, Zuo Qingcang thought: "If the previous mechanism trap was really to allow others to come to the ancient tomb to get things again, then are these secret books and wealth what they want to get?

There are also those tomb robbers, is their target here?"

In the passage, Zuo Qingcang was thinking about it here and suddenly asked, "By the way, will those secret books be damaged? They have at least two thousand years, right?"

"You said this to me, it may be fine for those leather and metal, but those made of paper should use special preservation methods. But for the sake of caution, we should be more careful when we put them away."

Next, as the two walked, the old man talked endlessly about the various legends of history, rumors, ancient times, and especially the Southern Saint Gate. He seemed to be very eager for the various incredible Taoist techniques in the legend.

Zuo Qingcang just listened to this and did not express his opinion. There was neither fanaticism nor expectation in his eyes, but only as cold as ever, as if he was just an illusion of the expected power just now.

As they went deeper, the moisture content in the air became higher and higher, and there was a feeling of wetness everywhere. Zuo Qingcang felt as if he was soaking in water.

This section of the road seemed to be very long. It took the two of them more than an hour to see a huge hole appear in front of them.

After wiping the sweat on his forehead, Zuo Qingcang asked, "Do you feel that it's getting hotter or hotter?"

"It's getting hotter and hotter." The old man touched the sweat on his forehead: "We should have walked into the crater, are we?"

"Under the sea volcano?" Just as Zuo Qingcang was thinking this way, the two turned around the entrance of the cave and walked a few meters later, a light filled their eyes directly, and a wave of heat came to their faces.

"It's really an undersea volcano? But the volcano should be under the ancient tomb, how could it appear here directly?" The old man looked at the huge canyon that spanned hundreds of meters in front of him. The lowering of the canyon was unknown how many kilometers away, and radius of red light was constantly jumping.

"It is a magma tributary in the rock veins, and there may be the sea outside the rock wall." Zuo Qingcang frowned and stared at the canyon with his eyes and looked around.

"Is it because of an earthquake? The next ancient tomb will not fall directly into this crack and be flooded by magma, right? What should we do?" The old man suddenly shook his head again: "No, if this is the case, the formation should have expired."

"Don't think about it." Zuo Qingcang narrowed his eyes, pointed to a direction in the canyon and said, "It's there."

The old man looked in the direction Zuo Qingcang pointed out and saw a huge iron box in the canyon tied to four chains and spanning in the air.

Seeing this scene, the old man immediately remembered the last mural in the burial room, the picture of sinking the coffin of Mirage Sect into the endless abyss.

He suddenly shouted out: "Coffin! That is the coffin of Mirage Sect!"
Chapter completed!