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- "This soft armor should be an immortal treasure. I don't know how many years it has been here, but it has been corroded by time. Moreover, this is the bottom of the sea. The air is filled with salty smell and is more corrosive. Even if it is an immortal weapon, it cannot withstand dripping water. The wear and tear of stone penetration.¡±
Tang Lin looked at the soft armor that was broken into several pieces, discarded it directly, and then looked at the contents of the storage ring. The storage ring was also shattered when he touched it lightly, and the space wrapped in the ring also broke away. Without the shackles of the ring, we must integrate into the big world.
Tang Lin hurriedly restrained him with his mental power, quickly opened the space, glanced inside, and saw that there were some weapon refining materials and talismans.
"These talismans" Tang Lin glanced at them and found that these talismans had a long history, estimated to be tens of thousands of years ago.
Putting away the things in this space, Tang Lin took a look at the white skeleton, shook his head, and continued to walk forward.
Ten minutes later, Tang Lin encountered a skeleton again. There was a pool of white powder next to the skeleton, which outlined the appearance of a human figure. It should be the corpse of a person who had not become an immortal, and was turned into ashes and imprinted here.
Only the bones of immortals can withstand the corrosion of such a long period of time.
Tang Lin checked and found that like the previous man, he died of old age.
Tang Lin opened the storage space inside his space ring, glanced at it, and found that there were just some ordinary items, but there was a small purple book inside, which caught his attention.
""Ziwei Heart Method"."
Tang Lin took it out and took a look, frowning and said: "If I remember correctly, this seems to be the secret cultivation method of the Ziwei Sect. Why is it here? Is this person from the Ziwei Sect?"
Tang Lin flipped through a few pages of this mental method, and suddenly saw a few lines of small words inside.
"I, the second-generation sect leader of the Ziwei Sect, have long heard that there are many treasures in the South China Sea. There were rumors that fishermen fished out exquisite holy artifacts. After resigning as the sect leader, he brought his beloved Taoist wife to travel here with him. Unexpectedly, it was true. This It's a pity that there is a cave under the sea. With my strength, I can only be trapped here and die. If I can walk through that door, I should have a different life"
"If any Taoist friends come here later and find a way out, please take the remains of me and my Taoist companion out of here and go to the Ziwei Sect for reburial. Someone will definitely thank you"
This handwriting ends here.
Tang Lin took a look and didn't expect that this person was actually the head of the Ziwei Sect. Although we don¡¯t know how old the current Ziwei sect leader is, the fact that his Taoist companion¡¯s bones can decay into ashes means that it happened at least tens of thousands of years ago.
It¡¯s a pity that this man didn¡¯t expect that after his death and countless years, no one would come here, even if someone did come. I'm afraid that I will be trapped and die like the person before. You can't leave yourself.
And the body of his Taoist companion was directly corrupted into ashes.
Cultivators attach great importance to funerals. They feel that if the burial is well done, they will be reborn in a wealthy family in the next life. If the burial is not done well, they will be reborn in a wealthy family. Maybe he will be a dog and not a human being for the rest of his life.
Since ancient times, few people have been able to understand the way of reincarnation. Even in the realm of immortals, they cannot peek into the reincarnation of heaven and earth!
Tang Lin naturally didn't have time to help him give him a grand burial or anything like that. It would have been nice not to refine his bones into the Biangan Bridge, just put the bones away and move on.
This time, after only walking for about seven or eight minutes, a door appeared in front of Tang Lin. This should be the door that the Ziwei Sect Leader mentioned.
Tang Lin's eyes flashed and his figure flew away.
"Hmph!" He stretched out his hand and grabbed the door, the veins on his arms bulging out, looking hideous and terrifying.
This ancient door slowly made a heavy sound as he pulled it, and the dust on the door shook off and fell on Tang Lin.
Tang Lin shook up the dust with a flick of his sleeve, and then looked inside the door. He couldn't help but be surprised when he saw it.
I saw more than a dozen white skeletons inside the door, all lying on the ground. Among these skeletons, only two or three skeletons were incomplete. They seemed to have died after a fierce battle. The rest of the skeletons were very small. Lying intact, there were no traces of battle around him.
"The strange thing is that among these bones, there are many strange patterns, like the light of intertwined swords.
Tang Lin walked into the pile of bones and felt the wind blowing around him, as if the bones would be resurrected at any time. He looked down at the patterns under his feet and found that in addition to the patterns, there were also some ancient characters.
Fortunately, Tang Lin read a lot of scriptures in the Immortal Realm. Ancient texts may only be preserved by large sects in the mortal world, but they are still very common in the Immortal Realm.
"I regret it!! I realized the wrong direction, but it's a pity, I don't have time!!!"
"I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out, ah ah ah ah"
"It's too difficult. Can anyone really understand it?"
Various words, in front of each skeleton, seem to be the unwilling shouts of the owners of these skeletons before their death.
Tang Lin frowned and looked at the patterns on the ground. He found that they were very messy. Only the person who carved them could understand them. However, he could vaguely see that these patterns seemed to be trying to decipher some artistic conception.
"First timer!" A cold voice suddenly sounded.
Even though Tang Lin was prepared, he was still startled. In this strange and dead place, the sound came too suddenly.
"If you can understand these three sword intentions, you can enter the Immortal Palace and understand the avenue left by the master. Otherwise, just wait here for reincarnation."
After the cold, stone-like voice finished speaking, there was a "swish" sound, and a stone wall appeared in front of Tang Lin, with three sword marks carved on it.
The first sword mark was vertical, fierce and full of decisive murderous intent, like a thunder falling from the sky!
The second sword mark is slanted, flying like a pen from a god, with an elegant and ethereal aura, as if it is impossible to capture the position of the sword.
The third sword mark is horizontal, full of softness and tranquility, just like a sword that has not been unsheathed on a sword stand, without any murderous intent.
As soon as the three sword marks appeared, Tang Lin felt a buzzing in his mind, as if he was infected by the sword intent on these three sword marks, and couldn't help but stare at them.
"What a profound swordsmanship" Tang Lin's eyes were a little confused, silently watching the first sword mark.
"A simple sword can actually possess more than ten kinds of avenues such as [Fast Path], [Breaking Path], [Destruction Path], [Life and Death Path], etc. It's so exquisite!"
Tang Lin looked at it for a moment, and his expression suddenly cleared up, "This sword intention is comparable to the third level of ruthless swordsmanship."
He raised his hand and drew it, his fingers were like swords, and a sword energy was quickly drawn in the air, which was exactly the same as the one on the stone wall.
"This is the second sword intention." Tang Lin raised his hand again.
An elegant, ethereal and transparent sword energy appeared in front of him, flickering erratically like the ghost of death.
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