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Chapter 394: Dark Grid, Golden Box(1/2)

Chapter 394: Secret Structure, Golden Box

"stop!!"

The three people next to the small tower warned Yang Fan.

The old man with Jindan looked sarcastic, one of the young men in brocade robe had a hostile face and a little anger in his eyes.

In addition, behind the two, there was a pretty female cultivator with bright eyes as bright as water. She was wearing a green palace outfit, with a light hair tied, dignified and beautiful, and her brows were also slightly frowning at this moment.

Obviously, the three of them discovered this small tower first, and they were full of hostility and vigilance towards Yang Fan, the uninvited guest.

"These... three fellow Taoists, Yang happened to pass by here. What do you think?"

Yang Fan simply pretended to be stupid, looking very leisurely.

"Hmph, don't pretend to be garlic for me. We discovered the small tower here first, and there is no share in you. If you know the truth, leave obediently. Otherwise, don't blame the three of us for joining forces to erase you!"

The young man in brocade roared at Yang Fan, meaning to take action at any time.

"My fellow Taoist said this. Tianlan Palace is a treasure ruin in the entire inland sea. How could it be your own? Since Yang happened to pass by, then you will have a share..."

Yang Fan said with a smile.

Seeing him say this, the old man from Jindan looked at each other with the female cultivator in the green palace dress.

The three of them sent their spiritual senses and communicated for a moment. Finally, they discussed the result. The woman in the palace dress said calmly: "Since the fellow Taoist happened to see it, let's come together."

"So good." Yang Fan smiled brightly.

If there are disputes and fights here, it will attract more monks or demon cultivators, and then everyone will have less benefits.

"Hmph." The young man in brocade robe was still suspected of being hostile to Yang Fan.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, when I was near the Bronze Gate just now, I saw you with Senior Ouyang. Could it be that you are a third generation disciple of the "Three Spirits God Sect"?"

The old man from Jindan asked tentatively.

"You're going to guess..." Yang Fan pretended to be mysterious.

Hearing this, the old man from Jindan was a little embarrassed, the female cultivator in green palace dress looked plain, and the young man in brocade robe was a little angry. These two people obviously had never heard of the "Three Spirits God Sect".

"I'm in the next chapter of Jindan." The old man Jindan said briefly.

The young man in brocade robe simply did not introduce himself, and the female monk in green palace dress said: "The little girl's surname is Qin."

Then, all three of them walked to the small tower and the flaws appeared.

The flaw in the prohibition was in the window on the first floor of the small tower.

At this moment, the window was half broken, enough to accommodate one person.

Yang Fan was pondering and his eyes turned to the ancient text on the plaque of the small tower.

It’s a pity that he knows nothing about ancient texts and does not know the name of these three-story small towers.

"Who will go in first?" The old man surnamed Jin looked at several people.

Yang Fan unfolded his omniscient senses and could detect part of the scene in the small tower.

"Let me come first, be timid and afraid, don't go to Tianlan Palace." The young man in brocade sneered, his figure turned into a afterimage, and entered the building through the broken window.

"It's okay." After entering, the young man in the brocade robe said mockingly, as if he was deliberately targeting Yang Fan.

Whoosh!

The old man surnamed Jin and the woman in the palace dress in Qin also entered the small tower.

Yang Fan's face showed a deep thought, his figure flashed, and he also entered the small tower.

As soon as he entered the small tower, Yang Fan smelled a strong fragrance of books.

Even though it has been circulated for countless years, there is no dust in this small tower, and I don’t know how it is done.

"Bookshelf? So many books!"

Yang Fan looked at it and found many ancient books and jade slips.

"Is this a bookstore? But I feel something is wrong." The female cultivator in the palace dress in Qin showed a thoughtful look on her face.

Yang Fan unfolded his omniscient senses and took the situation on the first floor of the small tower in his hands.

At some point, his heart moved, but he was silent on the surface.

"Let's go and see. These ancient jade slips have been passed down from ancient times and are definitely not ordinary things. Let's check if there are any flaws." Three senior old men from Jin began to check on the first floor.

The high-level spiritual consciousness of the Golden Pill cannot be released in the Tianlan Outer Hall, but Yang Fan's omniscient senses can barely expand the area twenty feet.

Yang Fan's eyes fell under one of the bookshelfs.

There was an extremely hidden corner. Taking advantage of the opportunity when the three of them were checking on the other side, Yang Fan squatted and reached out to touch him.

Suddenly, he touched a shabby book in his hand, with the skin yellowed and made of unknown animal skin.

"The Great Law of Heavenly Confucianism"

Yang Fan recognized the above words, which were common words in the world of immortal cultivation, not ancient words.

"Confucian ***?" Yang Fan shook his head. He was not interested in ***, even the rare top ***.

However, the moment he picked up the worn-out booklet, his expression changed again.

He felt that the floor material under the book was a little wrong.

"Dark square..." Yang Fan's face was happy. He was about to explore further, but he found that the female cultivator in the palace dress in Qin was walking here.

He quickly stood up and checked the books and jade slips here as if nothing had happened.

Because all the books and jade slips in this tower are prohibited, the powerful Jindan can only check it, but cannot take it away.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, have you noticed anything here?" asked the female cultivator in the palace dress.

"No." Yang Fan said lightly and simply began to look up an ancient book in front of him.

This ancient book tells about some situations in the outer sea area.

"...The legendary outer sea area is said to be traced by top monks. The sea area is boundless, countless islands, and rich resources. It is at least a hundred times larger than that of Tianqin's inner sea..."

Yang Fan opened it for a while and didn't feel bored, and even became curious about the "outside waters".

A woman surnamed Qin walked past him and went to check another row of bookshelf.

Yang Fan monitored the three people in omniscient mode, then squatted and touched a floor under the bookshelf.

With a light push, the floor made a faint "squeak".

"What's the sound?" The woman surnamed Qin glanced at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan had already stood up and said with a smile: "I'm checking the floor under the bookshelf to see if there are any secret walls."

After saying that, he squatted down again as if nothing had happened.

"Floor? Why didn't I expect it?" The female cultivator surnamed Qin smiled, bowed and squatted down, and began to knock on the floor under the bookshelf.

Taking this opportunity, Yang Fan carefully pushed open the floor and immediately saw a golden box.

Yang Fan was secretly happy and picked up the golden box, feeling his hand sinking, "It's so heavy!"

He quickly put the golden box into Xianhong Space and restored the floor at that location.

Before Yang Fan could observe what this thing was, he suddenly felt something. He immediately stood up and shouted towards the window: "Who is it?"

"Hehe, I was discovered just twenty feet away. I didn't expect there were such a capable person in this outer hall."

A sweet and innocent girl's voice came from outside.

Swish swish swish swish-

A little girl who was about thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a colorful skirt and a peacock crown on her head, came in first.

Behind her was a demon cultivator with a horn on his head, a cold and arrogant young man.

"It's her... the little peacock demon!" Yang Fan's face was shocked, and then he returned to normal.

"Who!" At this time, the old man surnamed Jin and the other three reacted and flew over in one go.

"Level 4 Great Demon Cultivator!"

The three golden elixir monks showed horror.

The fourth-level great demon cultivator is comparable to the great golden elixir cultivator in the human world of immortal cultivation.

In this Tianlan Palace, the great Jindan cultivator is definitely the best, and one or two Jindan powerful people are hard to resist.

The Peacock Demon said with a smile: "I didn't expect this small tower to come in. Have you found any treasures?"

"Fellow Daoist Yang, the situation is not good at this moment. Only when the four of us join forces can we have the capital to fight against them."

The old man surnamed Jin sent a voice to Yang Fan's spiritual consciousness.

Yang Fan nodded. The peacock demon was the youngest daughter of the "Peacock King" and a great demon cultivator of the same level. He had no great chance of winning when he met.

"Hmph, if there are treasures, will you still wait for you?" said the young man in brocade robe coldly.

"Kill him." The innocent and flawless face of the peacock demon suddenly became cold, and a green feather appeared in his hand, and ordered the demon cultivator beside him.
To be continued...
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