Immortal cultivation starts with copying

This void gate appeared for a short time, only three breaths, and it began to collapse.

Chen Yunhao didn't have time to think about it, and he flashed into the void gate.

When Chen Yunhao's figure just disappeared, the void gate also disappeared, and the compass disappeared completely.

Chen Yunhao only felt as if he had passed through a time and space gate, and it took a very short time, and he only felt a little space compression force on his body.

It seemed that only a short breath had passed, and what he could see in front of him was the void like a meteor passing by.

Looking closely again, he was already in the center of a hall, with a hexagonal star formation under his feet, and the compass was suspended in front of him.

Chen Yunhao grabbed the compass and stuffed it into his arms. It seems that he has to rely on this thing to get out, so he can't lose it!

The hall is very empty, surrounded by dozens of thick pillars, and the pillars are carved with several legendary giant beasts.

The top of the hall is inlaid with dozens of round beads as big as human heads, emitting soft light, illuminating the hall as if it were morning.

Chen Yunhao walked out of the formation and looked around the hall.

This hall gives people a very simple feeling. Both the construction style and the carving techniques are very simple, not gorgeous at all, giving people a sense of heaviness.

Except for the formation that Chen Yunhao just walked out of, the whole hall is very empty, but very clean, without any dust.

In front of the hall, there is a door that is closed tightly. Through the gap of the door, you can see outside. The light that comes in is like dusk, not bright.

If you want to find out where this place is, you must walk out of the hall.

Chen Yunhao walked to the door and just pushed it lightly with one hand, and the door was pushed open a gap.

What caught Chen Yunhao's eyes was the cluster of buildings outside the hall, just like their Thunder Mountain.

This should be a sect hidden in a secret place, but it has been deserted for a long time, and there is a dead silence all around!

Chen Yunhao has always been cautious. He observed the outside world through the crack of the open door and was not in a hurry to go out.

He saw a few scattered footprints on the ground outside the door, and the traces were relatively new.

This made Chen Yunhao's mind emerge with the figure of the small-eyed Jindan monk.

The compass is the key to enter this place, and only the Jindan monk has entered this place.

Seeing the scattered footprints, Chen Yunhao's heart was lifted.

It was obvious that the footprints went far away from the hall and entered a building not far to the right.

But on the way back, the footprints were very scattered and heavy, obviously encountering danger, and the footprints were left in a hurry.

After thinking for a while, Chen Yunhao still opened a door and walked out carefully.

At the same time, his right hand touched the storage bracelet, and the Hun Tian Zhong was sacrificed on his head.

Although Chen Yunhao's physical defense is very strong, he still feels at ease with an extra layer of protection.

To be on the safe side, Chen Yunhao followed the footprints on the ground and walked to the right.

In unfamiliar places, especially in such a legacy sect, you can't walk around casually.

Because there are hidden formations and prohibitions in many places, if you take a wrong step, you may fall into the formation, and it will be difficult to get out.

Following the footprints for four or five hundred steps, there is a building on the right side of the hall, which looks like a living room and a study.

Chen Yunhao saw that the door of the building was opened, and the footprints also extended directly to the door of the room.

Chen Yunhao walked to the door and looked inside.

There was an empty bookshelf and a collapsed desk in the room.

There were three ancient paintings hanging on the wall of the room. One of the ancient paintings showed three monks sitting together to make tea and discuss Taoism.

There was a painting of an ancient monster beast, standing on a mountain top, roaring with its mouth open, and its fierce appearance was frightening.

Chen Yunhao stood at the door and pondered silently, guessing the actions of the small-eyed Jindan monk before.

He should have gone straight to the building on the right after coming out of the hall like him, because it was the nearest building.

Then he opened the door of this building. He didn't know whether there were any classics on the bookshelf, because he didn't find any classics in the storage ring of the small-eyed Jindan monk.

But the collapsed desk should have been filled with the calligraphy pen and jade slips.

Because he saw the traces on the ground next to the collapsed desk, which were also relatively new.

Obviously, the small-eyed simple monk took the pen and jade slips from the desk.

Then he reached out to take the painting of the ancient monster beast hanging on the wall, and then something unexpected happened.

Chen Yunhao looked very carefully, and he saw that the ancient painting was hung a little crooked.

Chen Yunhao had seen the ancient monster in the ancient painting in the classics. It seemed to be called Qiongqi, an ancient true spirit.

However, there are two images of Qiongqi in the classics that Chen Yunhao read.

The first one is shaped like a cow, but covered with hedgehog-like hair.

The second one is the one in the ancient painting. It looks like a tiger, but has a pair of wings on its back. It likes to eat people and likes to get close to bad people.

Chen Yunhao looked at the ancient painting, but he felt that the cold eyes of Qiongqi in the ancient painting seemed to be staring at him.

Surprised, Chen Yunhao's consciousness slowly explored and found that this ancient painting was like a pool of water. No matter how many things fell into it, they disappeared.

Chen Yunhao hurriedly retracted his consciousness, and just like this, he lost a small part of his consciousness.

"Awesome...!"

Chen Yunhao was secretly shocked, and now he dared not act rashly.

He looked at another ancient painting again. In the painting, there were three immortal monks sitting around a tea stove, drinking immortal tea and chatting and laughing. What a freehand painting!

But Chen Yunhao had suffered a loss once, and he no longer dared to use his spiritual sense to spy on anything casually.

On the other side of this painting, there was another ancient painting. There was a very lonely and arrogant mountain in this painting, and a sword was inserted on the top of the mountain.

Only the hilt of this sword was exposed, and the sword body was completely immersed in the mountain.

Although it was just a painting, Chen Yunhao felt a chilling sword intent from this painting.

The sword energy could be felt only from the exposed hilt, as if it was going to split the sky and jump out of this painting.

Apart from other things, Chen Yunhao could not tell the depth of these three paintings. He only knew that they were definitely treasures, but he had never seen what level of treasures they were, so it was difficult to draw a conclusion.

However, Chen Yunhao has a good teacher. If he doesn't understand, someone will understand.

Chen Yunhao's consciousness went deep into the ancient mirror and saw that the spirit of the weapon was resting with his eyes closed.

"Senior..."

Chen Yunhao smiled and called out carefully.

"Ah...!"

The spirit of the weapon opened his eyes and sighed, looking a little disappointed!