Under the stone door.
It was a deeper and wider cave.
Feng Bai's entire body fell like a shooting star. Everywhere he looked was pitch-black. The wind whistled past his ears, and he could vaguely see the shadow of a large tree.
If he remembered correctly, it should be Corpse Osmanthus from the treasure cave!
"Golden armor!"
Just as he was about to fall to the ground, Feng Bai suddenly shouted.
Immediately, he felt a vibration that tore through the air above his head. He looked up and saw the golden-armored warrior formed by the yellow paper falling from the sky at a speed that was too fast for the naked eye to catch.
Bang!
The huge body crashed down, creating a huge pit on the ground covered in rocks. Dust and gravel flew everywhere.
The golden-armored warrior reached out and caught Feng Bai.
"Well done."
Feng Bai could not help but exclaim in his heart as he looked at the golden-armored warrior's crimson face up close.
This Paper Figurine Technique was too magical.
Not only was the golden-armored warrior powerful, but it was also intelligent.
At that moment, he thought that he would fall to his death, but in a moment of desperation, he shouted for Golden Armor.
However, the golden-armored man did not react to his praise. He only half-knelt on the ground and put him down.
'Too bad I can't talk,
' Feng Bai thought to himself as he looked at his face that seemed to be forever calm.
After all, the Paper Figurine Technique was only a sorcery, not an immortal technique in mythical stories. Being able to do this was already enough to surprise him.
He took out a miner's lamp and lit it, waiting for the light to illuminate the surroundings.
Feng Bai raised his head to look at the ceiling again. Only then did he realize that the golden-armored man had not forgotten to put the stone slab back before he came down, which was why the quicksand was isolated from falling.
Soon, his gaze landed on the laurel tree not far away.
As he strolled over, the golden-armored man followed behind him like a guard.
The osmanthus tree had obviously been planted by someone. It had broken out of the ground and was surrounded by fences.
However, in the belly of the Bottle Mountain, which did not see sunlight all year round, it actually grew luxuriantly, which made Feng Bai feel strange.
He held the miner's lamp and looked ahead.
Suddenly.
Feng Bai frowned.
On the tree trunk, there were countless ghost faces. One could vaguely see their facial features, nose, and mouth, which were extremely similar to human faces. However, the face of the ghost face was distorted and looked extremely ferocious.
And there was something else that made him feel strange.
Osmanthus trees were yin in nature. In folk sayings, they were similar to locust trees and were ominous things that easily attracted ghosts.
This was an ancient tomb, a place where death qi gathered. There were countless coffins and corpses piled up above their heads, making it even more gloomy.
Could it be that this Corpse Osmanthus plant had some sort of explanation?
Feng Bai pondered for a moment but couldn't think of a reason. Instead, he stood under the tree and felt a cold wind blowing, causing his hair to stand on end.
"Forget it, let's go to the Treasure Pavilion first.”
Feng Bai didn't hesitate anymore. He turned around and walked towards the other side of Corpse Osmanthus with the lamp in his hand.
Very quickly.
He found an exquisite pavilion with carved railings and jade walls.
The building seemed to be shrouded in a layer of flowing black fog, blocking out the light from the miner's lamp. It was impossible to see clearly, only a rough outline could be seen.
Feng Bai was delighted.
If he remembered correctly, there were countless elixirs hidden in this exquisite pavilion. They were all left behind by generations of emperors who refined immortal medicine for the emperor in Bottle Mountain.
When the Yuan Dynasty soldiers attacked this place, they did not discover the secret beneath the stone door.
For hundreds of years, no one else had come here except him.
Thinking of this…
Feng Bai couldn't wait to stop in front of the pavilion.
The Treasure Pavilion was completely integrated and was made of cast iron. There was only one iron door that allowed one to enter and exit.
It had only been a few hundred years, but the iron gate had long been sewn to death.
If only with the strength of one person, it would be extremely difficult to break the door.
However, Feng Bai wasn't worried at all. He just turned around and looked at the big guy behind him.
"Golden armor, break it!"
Thump! Thump!
All along, he was following closely behind him. Hearing this, he immediately stepped forward. Between his steps, there was a heavy movement on the ground.
It walked to the front of the iron door, clenched its fist, and smashed it directly on the door.
Bang!
With a loud bang, the iron door that had been sealed for hundreds of years was sent flying almost instantly and slammed into the wall behind the pavilion.
A buzzing sound immediately spread out in the depths of the cave. Caught off guard, it almost deafened Feng Bai.
A long time passed.
When the echoes gradually faded away, he walked into the Treasure Pavilion with the miner's lamp.
The golden-armored man stayed outside, guarding the door for him.
The moment he entered, Feng Bai saw a jade statue about two feet tall being worshipped in the inner hall. There was also a wooden plaque standing below the statue.
'The memorial tablet of the Great Tang's Medicine King Sun Simiao
' Feng Bai stepped forward and wiped off the dust on the wooden tablet, revealing a line of words.
However, he only glanced at it and did not look at it much. Instead, he stared at the jade statue. It was carved with the highest quality jade. Its entire body was lustrous and glistened under the light.
Without even thinking.
Feng Bai put away the jade statue and placed it in the system space.
After that, he went all the way in and entered the inner room.
There were countless porcelain vases on the ground, most of which were expensive and exquisite. Feng Bai took a closer look and found that they were all artifacts from the Song and Yuan Dynasties.
He casually opened a porcelain bottle, which contained a lot of medicinal herbs.
Even though hundreds of years had passed, the fragrance of medicinal herbs was still present.
Not to mention these medicinal stones, just the porcelain alone was priceless. Feng Bai naturally did not leave it to others and swept away all the artifacts he saw.
Unknowingly, he had already reached the corridor on the second floor.
However, just as he turned a corner, Feng Bai suddenly stopped in his tracks. At the end of the corridor, in the fog, he clearly saw the figure of a woman.
Dong dong ~
Along the way, he didn't find anything unusual.
Now that he had suddenly encountered such a strange situation, Feng Bai's heart couldn't help but beat faster.
Subconsciously, he took out his dagger and stared at the woman in the mist.
However, what surprised him was that the woman seemed to be dead. She had not moved at all.
And the more he looked at her, the more Feng Bai felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart. It was as if that strange shadow…was connected to his mind.
It was an indescribable feeling, as if it was flowing out of his bloodline.
"Could it be?"
Feng Bai suddenly had a bold guess.
Frowning, he suddenly stepped forward until he was in front of the shadow. He lifted the lamp and saw that it was a lifelike paper figurine.
The moment he saw the paper figurine clearly, Feng Bai felt as if a heavy hammer had smashed down on his heart.
He exclaimed in disbelief.
"Paper Figurine Technique?"
"Former Mountain Guardian!"
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