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Zhang Chenfeng was full of expectations, but the sad thing was that after his exciting shout, Shimen didn't move at all.

Zhang Chenfeng couldn't believe it, and exerted all his strength again, pressing both hands on it at the same time.

After pushing for a full 2 ​​minutes, Shimen didn't hold Zhang Chenfeng in his mouth, and didn't want to move at all.

Zhang Chenfeng's head was instantly covered with black lines. After he broke through the realm of fighting rest, his strength increased by five or six times compared to before. With both arms exhausted with all their strength, it was enough to exceed a thousand catties.

But this Shimen has no intention of moving at all, it must not be pushed by brute force.

Zhang Chenfeng encountered a problem again, he rubbed his chin with his fingers, thinking hard.

"Compared to before, in addition to my increased strength, I have a fighting breath in my body."

Zhang Chenfeng pondered for a while, and soon thought of the possibility of using the breath of war.

Zhang Chenfeng put his palm on the round protrusion again, and the internal war in his dantian surged, gathering in the palm along the blood vessels.

Zhang Chenfeng snorted coldly, and put his breathing down the palm of his hand, and put it on the round protrusion.

After a few seconds.

"Clang clang!"

The stone door seemed to be urged by some kind of force, stimulated by Zhang Chenfeng's fighting breath, it immediately split into two and slowly opened towards the inside.

"Sure enough."

Even if Zhang Chenfeng is as steady as Zhang Chenfeng, he can't help being excited when he is about to unravel the secret that has been buried in his heart for several years.

The door is fully opened.

What came into view was a stone corridor five or six meters long and one and a half meters wide.

On both sides of the stone corridor, a fist-sized night pearl is placed every one meter, illuminating the space in the stone corridor extremely brightly.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Chenfeng was extremely surprised.

When Zhang Chenfeng was on a mission overseas, he participated in several auctions. At that time, the night pearl the size of a pigeon egg was already worth millions or even tens of millions of dollars.

This fist-sized luminous pearl is definitely a rare treasure, and museums in various countries are probably vying for it.

Zhang Chenfeng turned off the military flashlight, and did not rush to go inside, but stood at the entrance of the stone corridor and observed carefully.

On the walls on both sides, there are dozens of palm-sized holes, shining arrows, copper beads the size of thumbs, and cylindrical iron cylinders, which seem to contain poisonous smoke.

These densely packed hidden weapons gradually shrank back shortly after the stone door was fully opened, and the small hole was blocked again by the stone slab that fell from above, making it invisible.

"It's amazing workmanship. Fortunately, I didn't use explosives to force my way in."

Zhang Chenfeng let out a big breath, still feeling a little terrified.

When he came to the cave for the first time a few years ago, Zhang Chenfeng once thought about using soft explosives to forcibly blow open the stone gate.

Back then, because he didn't want to disturb the rest of the deceased and destroy the former residence of the old man, Zhang Chenfeng dismissed that idea.

Seeing these institutions in front of him, Zhang Chenfeng was very grateful for his original decision.

People are doing it, the sky is watching, and good people will be rewarded.

This sentence is the same everywhere. If Zhang Chenfeng was blinded by profit and forced to break it with explosives, he might not be able to survive now.

Once the danger in the stone corridor disappeared, Zhang Chenfeng no longer hesitated, and walked straight inside.

And although the Ye Mingzhu on both sides are priceless treasures, if such a large amount is taken outside, it can be exchanged for wealth that Zhang Chenfeng can't spend in several lifetimes.

But Zhang Chenfeng didn't even look at it, and didn't have the slightest idea of ​​hitting Ye Mingzhu.

If he obtains the exercises left by the mysterious old man, the old man can be regarded as his half master.

The idea of ​​playing these things is not only disrespectful to the dead, but also deceitful. Even if you have hundreds of millions of wealth, you will never be able to feel the guilt in your heart.

This is Zhang Chenfeng's upright and unyielding philosophy of doing things all his life.

Passing through the six-meter-long stone corridor, a stone room of more than 40 square meters, twice the size of the outside, appeared in front of us.

This stone room seems to be the house where the old man lived before his death. There is a simple stone bed inside, covered with a small piece of jade mat that is one person long on the bed.

There was a few centimeters of dust on the mat, and I don't know how long it had been there.

Zhang Chenfeng stepped forward, wiped off the dust on it, and the delicate jade cushion radiated emerald green luster again.

Interspersed between the small pieces of jade are thin golden threads, like soft cloth, or made of pure gold. I don't know how many years have passed, but they are still dazzling.

Zhang Chenfeng couldn't help sighing, whether it's a jade bedding or a luminous pearl, taking it outside will be a priceless treasure that shocks the world.

In other corners of the stone room, there are stone tables, cattail mats, table cases and bookshelves.

Zhang Chenfeng walked to the bookshelf and took a look. On the two bookshelves, there were more than a dozen very quaint classics covered in dust and bound in unusually quaint books.

"Could these be the same ancient books as "Magic God of War Art"?"

Zhang Chenfeng was a little excited, so he picked up a book and wanted to read it.

Surprisingly, just as the hand touched the ancient book, the originally angular book was completely pulverized and turned into ashes.

Zhang Chenfeng was shocked.

"it is as expected."

Zhang Chenfeng narrowed his eyes coldly, the expression on his face was relieved and a little dignified.

The characters in "Mo Tian Zhan Shen Jue" are ancient characters, Zhang Chenfeng has done research, and the period of existence of that kind of characters must be at least 500 years ago.

Now seeing the books on the bookshelf turned into ashes, Zhang Chenfeng became more convinced of his previous guess.

This discovery made Zhang Chenfeng have more guesses about the old man's life time and identity background.

Although the books are no longer available, fortunately, there is an exquisite jade box on the top of the bookshelf, the material of the box is very similar to the jade bedding on the stone bed.

Zhang Chenfeng blew away the dust covered on it, the jade on the surface of the jade box was still pure in color, faintly exuding a green light.

Zhang Chenfeng carefully took off the jade box, held it in his hand, and opened it slowly.

"I'm afraid this is the real priceless treasure."

Zhang Chenfeng opened his eyes wide, looking at the half-foot-high jade bottle with strange plant patterns and a withered yellow cowhide scroll that looked extremely old in the jade box, with an unconcealable excited expression on his face .

Zhang Chenfeng guessed that the contents in the jade bottle were medicinal pills, but he was still not sure, so he opened the withered yellow cowhide first to have a look.

The material of this cowhide scroll is very similar to the material and degree of yellowing of the cowhide scroll in his arms that records "Magic God of War Art".

However, the unfolded area of ​​this piece of paper is more than four times that of the previous piece of paper, which is the size of a map of China. The color of the cowhide scroll has become yellow and mottled due to the accumulation of hundreds of years, but it is made of special ink. The written black handwriting is still clear and obvious.

There are no less than 1 ancient characters densely written on the entire sheet of paper. Zhang Chenfeng specially studied this type of font a few years ago for the sake of studying "Mo Tian Zhan Shen Jue", so after reading it carefully, he can basically recognize all of them.

On the cowhide scroll, the words at the beginning roughly mean as follows: "This volume is the second volume of "The Art of the Demon God of War". It is given to those who are destined. Those who want to learn my skills, study carefully and practice diligently, and they will be famous in the future. In the world, sweep away the strength of one side, remember, those who are not brave and righteous, can't learn it."

While translating the text recorded on the cowhide scroll, Zhang Chenfeng read it silently in his heart, feeling more and more excited.

Turning to the end of the scroll, a ray of light came out from the scroll and fell into the center of Zhang Chenfeng's eyebrows.

Immediately, Zhang Chenfeng had the complete "Mo Tian Zhan Shen Jue" in Zhang Chenfeng's mind.