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The black-clothed youth took out a moonlight bead and walked towards the steps first.

Shi Feng sent a message to Feng Qitong, "Be careful!" Feng Qitong said, "You too, but Hulumen and Senior Brother Ye should not make things difficult for you and me."

Shi Feng hummed, turned around and followed the black-clothed youth.

The black-clothed youth did not walk fast, and he stopped after each step or stepped directly over the steps.

Shi Feng was fully focused, following the black-clothed youth's footsteps completely, not daring to make a mistake.

The two of them slowly went deeper into the ground, and they could smell a smell of rotten dust, which should be because the secret room had not been opened for a long time.

After walking down the two-meter-long steps, there was a corridor below, which was not long, and there was a moon-shaped archway in front of them.

After passing the archway, a large stone room appeared in front of them. The black-clothed youth raised his wrist, and the moonlight stone suddenly became brighter, illuminating the room.

Shi Feng glanced at it and was slightly startled. There were rows of coffins in the stone room, densely packed.

A rough calculation shows that there are more than a hundred coffins in thirteen rows, but these coffins are much smaller than ordinary coffins, no more than five feet long and only one foot wide.

"Big man, what do you say?"

"We have an agreement in advance. You can pick and take the things inside first. I will never argue."

The black-clothed boy was very satisfied, "It seems that you are still trustworthy. You don't have to be nervous. Except for the steps we came down, there are no traps in this secret room. You can walk around freely."

After he finished speaking, he threw Shi Feng aside and walked straight to a coffin. With a flick of his hand, a short knife as bright as autumn frost and as thin as a cicada's wing appeared.

The black-clothed boy cut into the gap along the edge of the coffin with a short knife. With a slight force, he cut off the tenon and lifted the coffin board.

The horned dragon murmured, "This guy is also a good grave digger. Is there any ashes inside?"

The black-clothed boy had reached into the coffin and picked up something.

Shi Feng's eyes focused and he saw clearly that it was a two-foot-long little man.

The black-clothed boy showed joy in his eyes, and with a flip of his hand, he had put the little man into his storage bag. Then, he flashed and ran to the second coffin.

Because the other party had said in advance, he could move around freely. Shi Feng slowly moved his feet and looked at the first coffin that was opened.

The items in the coffin were very simple. After the little man was taken away, only a judge's pen was left lying inside.

The pen was old in color, without any spiritual energy, and it was broken into two pieces.

The black-clothed boy had opened the lid of the second coffin at this time. As before, he took out a little man from it and put it in his bag.

The horned dragon laughed and said, "What is this kid doing? Is he collecting corpses for others?" The white fox said, "Nonsense! Didn't you see clearly? Those little men are just wooden statues, not real people!"

Shi Feng picked up the coffin lid that the boy threw aside and looked at it carefully. There were five words engraved on the coffin lid.

If it were a few days ago, Shi Feng would not have known these characters at all. Fortunately, after meeting Feng Qitong, she passed the deciphered Qinzhong Chinese to Shi Feng.

And Shi Feng happened to recognize all the five bronze tripod characters on the coffin lid.

"Hu Chun, Qinghai School?"

The black-clothed boy saw Shi Feng holding the coffin lid and looking at it non-stop, and laughed, "Big guy, those are ancient characters, you can't understand them.

But I can tell you that they are not clues to the Peacock Treasure, but just a person's name."

Shi Feng put down the coffin with a smile, "Oh? It turns out that the little brother can recognize ancient characters, amazing."

"Who said I recognize it!"

"Then how do you know that this is a person's name?"

The black-clothed boy curled his lips, "You want to trick me again!" Shi Feng shook his head, "You are so suspicious, you are a child but a devil."

The black-clothed young man was already prying open the third coffin. He continued, "But it doesn't hurt to tell you. The people in these coffins, oh, and the stone statues outside, are all monks who died at the hands of Li Tianxiong.

Li Tianxiong is a ghost monk. After killing people, he would also capture souls and refine corpses. Those people's souls were bound and could not enter the realm of reincarnation. I think they all hated Li Tianxiong to the bone.

Li Tianxiong's cultivation was stuck at a bottleneck, and his inner demons were causing trouble, so Master Kongque advised him to build this temple to save these wronged souls. Of course, the bones of these people are long gone. , can only carve a wooden statue and make a cenotaph. "

Shi Feng suddenly realized, "The cenotaph in this secret room should be the one that Li Tianxiong remembered the name of. The faceless ghost statues enshrined in the temple outside should be the nameless people who died in his hands, and even their names can't be called."

The black-clothed young man said, "You are a teachable boy! It's called a cenotaph, but in fact, no clothes are left.

Fortunately, Li Tianxiong had a habit in those days, and he would collect the opponent's weapons after killing the enemy.

So he carved a wooden statue and put the weapons of these people in it, which was considered a tomb. Right.

But, haha, these weapons were cut off by Li Tianxiong's Soul Devouring Bone Knife during the battle, and it has been ten thousand years since then, so they have long become a pile of waste. "

Shi Feng pointed to the Judge's Pen, "Then can I take these abandoned magic tools?"

The black-clothed boy was surprised, "Haha, I told you that these are just scraps of copper and iron, you still don't believe it?

Forget it, I'm too lazy to explain, just take it if you want it, anyway, Li Tianxiong has been dead for tens of thousands of years, these are all ownerless things. "

"Thank you!" Shi Feng picked up the two pieces of the Judge's Pen and looked at them carefully.

As the black-clothed boy said, this magic tool was cut off and abandoned for ten thousand years, so it can no longer be used.

Even if it is repaired, it is not worth it. With this financial resources and time, it is better to refine a new one. Therefore, the black-clothed boy does not understand what Shi Feng wants these for.

How could he know that Shi Feng was a master of refining instruments and was also good at studying the separation of artifacts? He wanted these instruments not for repair, but for disassembly and research.

The more Shi Feng looked at them, the happier he became. The Judge's Pen was of a high-grade instrument.

This was not surprising. The master of the instrument, Hu Chun of the Qinghai School, was remembered by Li Tianxiong. He was also a well-known person, and the instruments he used were naturally not too bad.

Although the Judge's Pen was broken, the structure and material inside could still be roughly seen. This instrument, which was ten thousand years old, retained many ancient refining techniques, some of which had even been lost for a long time.

What was even more valuable was that Li Tianxiong had kept these spoils of war very well. I believe that with Shi Feng's current skills, he could get 20% of useful materials after disassembly, and learn some ancient refining techniques by the way. How could Shi Feng not be happy?

The two men didn't say anything and started to divide the spoils. The black-clothed boy pried open the coffin lid and took away the wooden statue inside, while Shi Feng took the discarded magic tools in the coffin.

These magic tools are of various types and have different degrees of damage. Some were cut into seven or eight pieces, almost a pile of fragments; some were intact and shiny. It seems that their owners were captured or killed by Li Tianxiong before they could use the magic tools.

However, the black-clothed boy still ignored these intact magic tools and let Shi Feng take them.

The Horned Demon Dragon asked curiously, "Hey, what do you think the dead statues that the kid took away are? He looked so anxious, as if he was afraid that you would come to snatch them. They should be very valuable."

Shi Feng glanced at the black-clothed boy, "These wooden statues are warm in color and have a faint fragrance. They should be made of very special materials. It's a pity that I don't know what they are."

The Horned Demon Dragon said, "Since they are valuable things, why don't you share some of them? Why do you keep taking these broken copper and iron?"

Shi Feng shook his head, "Every profession has its own specialty. The Hulu Sect makes medicine and medicine, and I make tools. I may not be able to use their rare things.

But these broken copper and iron that they don't like are of great use to me. We can each take what we need, and there will be no trouble!"

The two men were fast. In the time it took to stick an incense stick, more than a hundred coffins were pried open, and all the wooden statues inside were taken away by the black-clothed boy, and the accompanying ritual instruments were rolled up by Shi Feng.

In terms of quantity alone, Shi Feng took more than the boy, because some coffins contained more than one ritual instrument.

Seeing that Shi Feng was very honest and did not ask him for a share of the wooden statues, the black-clothed young man relaxed his expression and said, "Big guy, now that we have taken the things, what are we going to do next?"

"Next? Of course, I will meet up with Senior Brother Ye and Senior Sister Feng, and then find the exit of the underground palace!"

The black-clothed young man rolled his eyes, "We have been in the secret room for so long, you won't secretly inform the Xuanding Sect, and when we go out, we will be blocked by them?"

Shi Feng was both angry and amused, "If I were in league with the Xuanding Sect, Just join hands with the short fat man and hold you back. There is no need to use this self-torture trick. You are young, but you are quite suspicious. "

He shook his head and said, "Little brother, your temper is very similar to that of a friend of mine..."

The black-clothed young man waved his hand to interrupt, "Okay, okay, your trick is too old-fashioned. Okay, it seems that you really don't know how to leave here, come with me."

While speaking, he walked straight to the south stone wall, turned the short knife, and knocked on the bricks with the knife handle.

Shi Feng calculated in his mind that the young man knocked back and forth on different bricks, and there seemed to be no pattern at all. Counting a total of 27 knocks, the wall made a "click" sound and slowly cracked, revealing a passage.