Chapter 111

At the moment when the guard array of the cave collapsed, Zhang Yueming rushed in with five other monks of the shaking heaven sect; Seeing this, Fang Xuansheng also said, "come on, let's follow up!"

The people of Tanxi sect chased into the cave, but found that there were several channels in the cave. The six monks of shaking Tianzong had disappeared in the channel. The people of Tanxi sect didn't know where to go for a while.

Fang Xuansheng made a quick decision and said, "the four of us each take three younger martial brothers and sisters to explore different channels. Remember, don't disperse in the channels. We're not familiar with the channels here. Be careful to be broken by each one!"

Zhang Yueming walked through the passage alone, and the other five fellow monks headed for another passage under the leadership of Xu Jing. Zhang Yueming gave Xu Jing the route of one passage. If he recorded well in the letter left by Yin Boming, there should be three stone chambers on that route, although he didn't know what would be left inside, But at least it's much better than them bumping around in the cave.

As for Zhang Yueming, the place he wants to go is a remote stone chamber in the cave. If it is a cave left by ordinary monks, his best thing is to stay in the training room or living room in the cave.

However, Yin Boming is obviously a maverick. As far as Zhang Yueming knows, although there are treasures in Yin Boming's practice room or living room, there is a middle-grade magic weapon in a remote stone room!

Zhang Yueming entered nanxuan swamp this time. Although he had the experience task of shaking Tianzong, most of his purpose was to come for this middle-grade magic weapon and prepare for his advanced martial arts environment.

Even in shaking Tianzong, it's good for a martial arts disciple to have a low-grade magic weapon, and a medium-grade magic weapon is enough for the martial arts disciple to greet his close martial brothers to drink and celebrate, not to mention that Zhang Yueming is still just a friar in the world.

"Take this medium-quality magic weapon first, and then go to the cultivation room and living room to have a look. I hope it's still in time. If it weren't for the broken records where the two stone chambers are located, younger martial sister Xu would have taken someone first."

At the thought of this, Zhang Yueming's pace accelerated a little.

Yang Junshan found several array symbols in the second stone chamber. The array symbols can also be used to replace the array equipment to arrange some simple arrays, and can greatly shorten the array arrangement time, but the power of the array is weaker than that of the array with the same array equipment, and the array symbols cannot be recovered after they are used up.

According to Yang Junshan's insight into the array, these array symbols can be used to set up three kinds of arrays, namely "insight array", "iron flow array" and "random color array", which are quite useful for monks.

After leaving this stone chamber, Yang Junshan secretly said that at this time, the disciples of the two schools outside should also come in, but an idea suddenly flashed in his heart. Ordinary monks often leave their most important treasures in the living room or training room. In previous lives, everything in this cave was scraped clean, and it was impossible to tell which one was the living room, Which one is the practice room again.

However, the living room always requires comfort. The monk's cultivation plan is nothing more than a long life and carefree. In order to live a long life, they have to practice hard. In order to be carefree, they often pursue the most comfortable life. Since they want comfort, the space must be large first. In this way, the largest and most spacious stone room in this cave should be Yin Boming's living room!

Thinking of this, Yang Junshan hurried forward for a distance, and then walked towards the channel on the left at a fork in the road.

In the swamp under the gentle slope outside the cave, there seems to be a "clattering" sound of running water in the distance. There are ripples on the mud water surface in the far swamp. These ripples are not like ripples on the ordinary water surface, but like vertical waves extending towards this side. At the same time, there are dense dots in front of these waves, Also coming this way.

"Ah..."

A shrill scream suddenly echoed in the passage extending in all directions, followed by a burst of scolding and angry scolding and the roar of spells and weapons.

Yang Junshan's figure paused, and then rushed forward at a faster speed. A moment later, he came to a stone chamber one and a half feet high and half feet thick in front of a tight stone gate. If ordinary monks lack strength in their flesh, I'm afraid it would take a lot of trouble to open it, but it's very easy for Yang Junshan.

In the dusty stone chamber, many living utensils have been rotten, but Yang Junshan saw a dusty cloth bag placed on a small wooden table next to his couch at the first sight.

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Even though Yang Junshan was a man for two generations, he was inevitably excited when he saw this small dusty cloth bag. In the previous life, even after his cultivation reached the martial arts realm, he still remembered the twists and turns he spent to get a storage bag. Now he can get a storage bag before his cultivation reaches the martial arts realm. Naturally, his excitement is self-evident.

Quickly walked into the stone chamber, copied the gray cloth bag in his hand and shook off the dust on it. It was still a gray cloth bag. There was no embroidery on the surface of the cloth bag, which looked insignificant. But it was such a cloth bag, which was a rare space object in the hands of friars in the martial arts realm.

A blue silk rope is tied to the mouth of the cloth bag. This silk rope is called mustard rope. Only friars can untie the mustard rope with their spiritual power, and the things in the storage bag can be taken and put at will.

Untie the mustard rope with a finger full of spiritual power, and the space in the storage bag is clear at a glance. It's like looking at the situation inside the house from outside a window, but the house looks only the size of a palm on the outside, but it's not small inside.

However, the size of this storage bag is only five feet square. Naturally, it is not as big as the house. At best, it is just a huge box, but it can catch up with the volume of a grain truck.

However, Yang Junshan was not disappointed, but was overjoyed. Five feet square was already a great thing in the storage bag. The brocade bag embroidered by Han Xiumei, which Yang Tiangang hung on the dry tobacco pole all year round, was only three feet square, and the storage bag obtained by Yang Junshan in his previous life was only about the same size as Yang Tiangang.

Reach out and touch in the storage bag, he caught two stones the size of eggs. He couldn't help saying "Hi", but the two stones turned out to be two quintessence stones!

Taking advantage of the weak light in the stone room, Yang Junshan tried to open the mouth of the cloth bag. There were almost seven or eight Wutu fine stones rolling around at will, just like something in a small room. After the things in it were moved away, there were some humble bits and pieces left in it.

Yang Junshan has inherited Yin Boming's array. He knows that among the array yuan magnetic aura array created by Yin Boming, Wutu fine stone is a very important array spiritual material. Therefore, it is not surprising that he has this item in his storage bag, but he still feels that it is a little less.

It's a pity that there is nothing but eight Wutu fine stones in this five foot square storage bag, which makes Yang Junshan feel sorry for a while. He secretly tells Yin Boming what he is doing everywhere in the cave. Isn't it best to keep his head in this storage bag!

With the storage bag in hand, Yang Junshan didn't even have time to search other places in the stone chamber and threw all the pieces of his body into the cloth bag, but the iron fetal bow, iron feather Rune arrow and horizontal knife still hung on his body. Then he took the gray cloth bag close to his arms.

Although this storage bag can be tied at the waist, Yang Junshan is not a martial arts monk like Yang Tiangang. It is convenient to tie the storage bag at the waist, but it is also coveted. Yang Junshan doesn't want to be watched.

After searching the spacious stone room, I found nothing except some ragged furniture. Originally, I found a bookcase, but the books inside were not specially made like the inheritance books he got. They had already rotted together with the bookcase. Yang Junshan just breathed a little and blew up a powder, Yang Junshan's face, which was originally covered with sludge, was covered with a layer of gray white.

Again, Yin buming didn't put important things in the living room. Yang Junshan walked towards the stone room with a trace of regret.

At the moment when he stepped out of the stone chamber, Yang Junshan suddenly had an alarm in his heart. The whole person suddenly rushed forward. Two cold lights fell close to his younger generation. "Bang clatter", sparks splashed on the stone road on the ground, and two three inch thick cuts were revealed. Only a little short, Yang Junshan would be divided by these two cold lights.

The man who attacked Yang Junshan obviously didn't expect that he could hide, let alone that Yang Junshan didn't return to the stone chamber at the moment of being attacked, but rushed out. This caught the monks ambushing outside the stone chamber by surprise.

When Yang Junshan stamped at the foot of the tunnel, there was a "bang" in the tunnel. Although it would not shake the earth and mountains, it also splashed the gravel and sand scattered in the tunnel.

There are four people who sneak into the cave. Two of them lie in ambush at the mouth of the cave. The other two are ready to block the door if they fail to sneak into the cave.

At this time, Yang Junshan unexpectedly rushed out of the stone chamber and saw the fat friar surnamed Zhu of the tan Xi sect who had tried to challenge himself at the first sight.

The friar surnamed Zhu roared "up", propped up the power of the Vajra mask to resist the earthquake of Yang Junshan, rushed towards him, cut off the rune knife in his hand, took a three foot long blade, cut a long hole in the stone wall at the top of the channel, and the gravel was lost like rain.

Mountain splitting!

Yang Junshan didn't dare to pick it up. When he hurried back, he ejected two pieces one after another, and two pieces of lithotripsy bounced on the friar surnamed Zhu.

Friar Zhu, who had suffered the dark loss of Yang Junshan's stone crushing technique, dared not stand firm. He split his Rune knife slightly and chopped one of the spells, and the magic knife awn on the rune knife suddenly collapsed.