Chapter 261 Enter the Relics and Obtain the Secret Book of Swallowing Star Power

"Now come and hit me." Xiao Yan said.

Zhao Ya understood that Xiao Yan was planning to cause injuries to clear his suspicion, so he did not hesitate.

"Attention."

Saying that, Zhao Ya punched out.

Although Zhao Ya had already dispersed his two major boundary-breaking talents, Mandrill Body and Ghost Eyes, and only used 30% of his strength, it was still a huge pressure on Xiao Yan.

She barely resisted for a moment, and then she was blasted away by a huge force. When she landed, her left hand was twisted into a twist, and four or five ribs were broken.

Xiao Yan spat out two mouthfuls of bloody phlegm, and her already pale complexion was now as white as paper.

"Is that enough? How about another punch?" Zhao Ya asked.

Xiao Yan was so frightened that she repeatedly waved her intact right hand, "That's enough, that's enough. If you punch me again, I won't have to respond. You'll kill me directly."

Zhao Ya smiled, bent down and picked up the dagger on the ground, "Will you take this with you?"

"Leave this to you. After all, if they check the wound and find that the dagger that stabbed Wan Zhen is on me, it will be troublesome. And don't underestimate this dagger. This thing came from the weapons master of Wanshou County. Although the handwriting is not a magic weapon, it is still precious enough. "

Zhao Ya's heart moved slightly when he heard it, as if he thought of something, he nodded immediately and said: "Okay."

Xiao Yan left.

Only Wan Zhen's body was left on the ground.

Zhao Ya naturally couldn't let go of this great opportunity to touch the corpse, so he touched it with great anticipation, but the result was a huge disappointment to Zhao Ya.

Zhao Ya didn't find anything useful in Wan Zhen.

This guy seems to be intentionally not putting anything on him.

In fact, it’s normal if you think about it carefully.

Because at Wan Zhen's age, any secret book of martial arts is useless, and as for the martial arts he practices, there is no need to record them on paper, which will only increase the risk of leakage.

Not everyone has the habit of writing diaries and essays like Jin Cunyue.

After all, no serious person keeps a diary.

Zhao Ya dropped Wan Zhen's body, turned around and hurried back.

When we arrived at the manor, there was no one inside.

The battle between Zhao Ya and Wan Zhen left many people in the manor dead and injured. The remaining people saw that the situation was not good, so they naturally dispersed.

Even Yu Bo, whom Zhao Ya captured before, didn't know where he had gone.

Zhao Ya didn't bother to look for it.

Now he is very pressed for time, because Xiao Yan made it clear that he only has one night.

After daybreak and the news spread, it would be very dangerous for him to continue to stay here.

Zhao Ya quickly walked around the manor, then took out the treasure map and compared it carefully.

According to the records on the treasure map, Dongwang's remains should be buried between two peaks.

But it was dark at this time, and we could only vaguely see the outline of the mountain peaks.

But this was not a problem for Zhao Ya. He flew to the highest point of the manor, looked around carefully, leaned over and observed again, and finally determined the specific location.

It was a barracks located on the edge of the manor, and was usually used to feed exotic animals.

When Zhao Ya came here, it was empty, and even the strange beasts had run away.

Entering it, Zhao Ya smelled a pungent fishy smell, which was almost exactly the same as the smell of the giant crane.

I don’t know what method the Beast Taming Sect used to actually control a flying beast like the giant crane and make it come back to eat every day.

Although the location has been determined, it is not easy to find the entrance to the remains in this huge barracks.

According to ordinary people's thinking, now is the time to pick up a shovel and start digging bit by bit.

But Zhao Ya is not an ordinary person, and he doesn't have that much time.

So he used a trick.

His figure suddenly swelled, and his tattered clothes, which were already stretched, were now even more unsightly.

It seems that I have to prepare an extra piece of clothing at all times in the future, otherwise once I use my mandrill body, my clothes will not be visible at all.

Zhao Ya thought to himself, and then began to use the Xiaowu Road Soul-Chasing Kick in the barracks.

This leg skill seems to be a bit useless to Zhao Ya today. In terms of lethality, it is far inferior to the King Kong Fist and the Big Monument Slammer, so Zhao Ya rarely uses it.

But it is surprisingly useful here.

Boom, boom, boom!

Accompanied by a loud sound like a drum, Zhao Ya's figure quickly shuttled through the barracks. Every time a foot landed, it would stir up bursts of smoke and dust, leaving a deep footprint on the ground.

Zhao Ya's idea is very simple. No matter what the Dongwang's relic is, one thing is certain, that is, it must be buried underground.

As long as it is buried underground, the soil on the surface will be different.

Zhao Ya used his leg skills and landed on the ground with one foot, in order to find out where this place was as quickly as possible.

Facts have proved that Zhao Ya's method is effective.

Because only more than a quarter of an hour had passed, after Zhao Ya stepped down, he felt that the ground under his feet was unusually soft.

This feeling was very subtle, and Zhao Ya immediately stopped and observed carefully.

really.

After taking a closer look, Zhao Ya found that the soil within two meters in diameter was different from the surroundings and was obviously a little softer.

Zhao Ya perked up and looked around. He found a shovel and other tools not far away, so he picked up a shovel and started digging hard.

With Zhao Ya's physical strength and endurance, he could dig the soil at an amazing speed.

In just half a cup of tea, Zhao Ya had dug more than one meter deep. The soil below became more unusual, obviously the backfilled soil.

Zhao Ya dug more vigorously.

Finally.

After digging more than three meters deep, the shovel suddenly hit a hard object.

After removing the loose soil on the surface, it turned out to be a huge stone slab.

There were exquisite patterns engraved on the stone slab, which was obviously not a vulgar object.

Zhao Ya did not rush to open the stone slab, but dug around first, until the edge of the stone slab appeared, then he used the shovel to pry a corner and slowly pressed down.

There was a crack on the stone slab, but there was nothing unusual.

Zhao Ya then reached out to grab the crack and suddenly lifted it up.

At the same time, Zhao Ya's muscles were tense, ready to dodge.

After all, no one knew what was under the stone slab, what if there was another ambush.

In the end, everything was normal, and there was no scene of thousands of arrows being fired at once as imagined.

Under the stone slab was a dark passage extending diagonally downwards, and even the steps were made of stone.

The key point was that Zhao Ya found that there was a slight breeze coming out of this passage.

This also proved that the air inside was very fresh, and it should be connected to other places.

Zhao Ya took out a fire starter, lit it, and walked into the passage.

The first section of the road was very dark, and it was only with the fire starter that I could barely see the road under my feet, but as I walked, a faint light appeared in front of me.

Zhao Ya walked quickly and came to a fork in the road.

One of the paths had a slight breeze, and there was a faint sound of water, and another path showed a faint glow.

Zhao Ya did not hesitate, and walked into the path with light first, and soon came to a stone room.

The stone room was made of unknown jade, emitting a bright white light in the dark.

The door of the stone room was ajar, and Zhao Ya pushed hard.

With a creak, the stone door opened.

After entering the stone room, the layout inside was very simple, with only a stone bed, a stone table, a stone bench, and other things.

On the stone bed, there was a person sitting cross-legged.

When he first saw this person, even Zhao Ya was shocked.

Because this person's skin and hair were all there, at first glance, it seemed as if he was asleep.

But after a closer look, Zhao Ya found that this person had died a long time ago, and even his clothes had decayed, which showed that he had been sitting here for who knows how many years.

Could this be the so-called King of the East?

Zhao Ya looked around and did not find the dazzling array of treasures he imagined.

The layout of this stone room was very simple, and it could be said that it was clear at a glance, so there was no place to hide.

The only place to hide something was this corpse.

Zhao Ya stepped forward and gently touched the corpse.

Huh.

The clothes on the corpse turned into ashes in an instant, and the skin and hair also withered rapidly.

This scene was very scary, but Zhao Ya's attention was not on it at all. He saw at a glance that there was a book placed at the knee of the corpse.

Zhao Ya was delighted.

To be honest, even a room full of gold, silver and jewelry would not be very attractive to Zhao Ya now.

Only these secret books that can record things are what Zhao Ya is most interested in.

Because he was afraid that the book would decay, Zhao Ya picked it up carefully.

After holding it in his hands, Zhao Ya couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Because the material used in this book is obviously not ordinary, after such a long time, the surface is still as bright as new.

After carefully turning to the first page, Zhao Ya read it carefully.

After a while, Zhao Ya's face was filled with joy.

Because the first page recorded the self-narration of the corpse sitting on the stone bed.

It turns out that this person's surname is also Fu, and his name is Fu Dongjun. He was a martial arts master who roamed the world of Yan three hundred years ago.

At the age of forty, he successfully achieved the Kaimai realm through his own efforts. He was a genius and was honored as the King of the East.

If that was all, it would be fine, but Zhao Ya got a surprising news from Fu Dongjun's self-narration.

That is, Kaimai is far from the end. At least there is an existence called Yuanhai realm above this.

"Yuanhai realm..."

Zhao Ya silently chanted these three words, with a glittering look in his eyes.

This was the first time he heard this name.

According to Fu Dongjun's records, this Yuanhai realm is the realm achieved after the main meridians of the whole body are opened up, and the foundation of the true power of the dantian is further cultivated, so that it can be connected with a kind of magical power between heaven and earth.

After reaching this realm, the person has truly transcended the scope of mortals. Although he can't go to heaven or earth, some tricks that only exist in myths and novels can be realized.

After achieving the Kaimai realm, Fu Dongjun was originally very proud and thought he had reached the top, but later by chance, he met a Yuanhai realm master who had been secluded from the world.

When he knew that there was a Yuanhai realm above Kaimai, Fu Dongjun was not depressed, but very happy, and confidently launched an attack on the Yuanhai realm.

But he never expected that the promotion that he thought would be a natural process would encounter difficulties.

No matter how hard Fu Dongjun tried, even if he had opened up all the twelve meridians in his body, he still couldn't feel any opportunity for a breakthrough.

People are like this. If you have never seen it and never had hope, it would be fine.

The most frightening thing is to fall into despair after having hope.

At that time, Fu Dongjun was deeply trapped in this kind of depression.

In order to be able to throw away distractions and focus on promotion, he even abandoned his wife and son, came to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, dug a secret passage by himself, and then locked himself up, just to prove the truth.

This is the last trick of success or death.

Fu Dongjun also understood that there were only two results waiting for him, one was to successfully promote and get out of the predicament.

The other was to be trapped and die in this stone chamber.

In order not to die in obscurity, he deliberately left a map for his young son at the time, and told his wife that if he could not come back, he would let his son find him according to the map when he grew up.

Later, Fu Dongjun failed to be promoted, but he didn't know what went wrong, and his son did not come.

In this way, Fu Dongjun stayed in this stone chamber for three hundred years until Zhao Ya arrived today.

After reading it, Zhao Ya couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Although it was only a short page of records, Zhao Ya could still feel the high spirits of Fu Dongjun back then, and the distress and despair after he had no hope of promotion.

At this point, Zhao Ya finally solved a mystery in his heart, that is, where did Fu Tingyuan get this treasure map.

Fu Tingyuan must be the descendant of this Fu Dongjun.

Just from this page, Zhao Ya gained a lot.

At least his horizons were further broadened, and he knew that there was a Yuanhai Realm above the Kaimai Realm.

After turning over this page of self-narration, the back was densely packed with records of Fu Dongjun's practice experience.

And the method of practicing true power that Zhao Ya cared about the most and needed the most finally appeared.

"Swallowing Star True Power..." Zhao Ya whispered softly, with a gleam in his eyes.

Just from the first few words, Zhao Ya's heart was greatly shocked.

The rigor of this Star-Swallowing True Power and the power after practicing it far exceeded Zhao Ya's imagination.

But this was not the time to study the technique.

Zhao Ya put the technique close to his body, and then solemnly clasped his fists towards the bones on the stone bed.

"Senior Dong Wang, although I am not your descendant, since I came here, it means that we are destined to be together. I will accept this Star-Swallowing Technique. Thank you!"

After saying that, Zhao Ya turned and left the stone room, and quickly came to the fork in the road.

At this time, Zhao Ya already knew that if he followed another fork in the road, he would reach an underground river, and then he would reach the ground not far away. There should be the shortcut to the outside world that Xiao Yan told him.

But Zhao Ya did not intend to go that way.

He quickly returned to the ground, put the stone slab back in place, and filled the soil back, and then Zhao Ya began to set fire everywhere.

Soon, the manor was engulfed in a sea of ​​fire.

This was also to eliminate the traces he left behind.

After doing all this, the eastern sky was already faintly white, and Zhao Ya immediately rushed to the river.

After successfully arriving at the river according to Xiao Yan's description, Zhao Ya did not choose to take a boat, but went down along the river and disappeared into the boundless forest of Wanshou Mountain at a very fast speed.

He had just left for an hour when a large group of people came to the manor.

The leader was an old man with a strange appearance.

He looked at the manor in front of him, which was still burning, with a gloomy face.

No one dared to speak.

It was not until a long time later that he heard him say in a cold voice: "Bring that woman up."

Someone dragged the bruised Xiao Yan over like a dead dog.

The old man looked down at her, "Now Wan Zhen is dead, and everyone in this manor is dead, even the house was burned down, and you are the only one who survived. Do you think I should believe you or kill you?"

Xiao Yan smiled bitterly, "Everything depends on the orders of the Fifth Elder. Whether it is life or death, I dare not have any opinions, but I only hope that the Fifth Elder can give me a quick death for the sake of my life and death for the sect for so many years."

"Okay, then close your eyes." The old man said coldly.

Xiao Yan closed her eyes obediently and prepared to die.

Seeing this, the old man raised his hand and slapped.

This palm was accompanied by a sharp wind and went straight to Xiao Yan's face.

If this hits, ten Xiao Yans will not be enough to die.

Xiao Yan did not move, as if she had accepted her fate.

Finally, when the palm tip just touched the sweat hair on Xiao Yan's face, the palm wind blew her hair.

The old man suddenly stopped his hand and looked at Xiao Yan deeply.

"Very good, it seems that what you said is true."

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