Are you crazy? Who asked you to hunt for treasures in the emperor's harem?

Hearing this, Ye Fan immediately moved and quickly came to Liu Mengying's side.

"Big brother, look, there are some strange holes drilled on these skulls. When the wind blows, these holes will shoot out long arrows of mysterious energy!"

While Liu Mengying was explaining, a flying knife happened to shoot out from a hole, but Ye Fan simply stretched out his hand and crushed it.

"This... the skull of a dead person actually has profound energy fluctuations?"

Ye Fan looked at the skulls placed in the ruins and couldn't help but frowned.

"Big brother, this should be Xuan bone!"

Liu Mengying took the call.

"Xuan bone?"

Ye Fan frowned slightly, "What is that?"

"Brother, these skulls... they were probably all high-ranking Xuan cultivators when they were alive..."

Liu Mengying looked solemn. "When I was a child, my father told me that when one's Xuan Qi cultivation reaches the Venerable level, the body will undergo some changes... their bones will carry the fluctuations of Xuan Qi, and this is the Xuan bone..."

"A big difference between a Venerable Xuan cultivator and one below the Venerable is that they have Xuan bones... As long as the bones of a Xuan cultivator with Xuan bones are not injured, even if they are seriously injured, their strength will not decrease much after recovery. Moreover, even if a Venerable Xuan cultivator has passed away for a long time, his remains will still have Xuan Qi fluctuations!"

"When one's Xuan Qi cultivation reaches the Venerable Rank, not to mention becoming a regional overlord, one will definitely be a powerful individual... I didn't expect so many people died here..."

Looking at the skulls embedded in the ruins, Liu Mengying couldn't help but sigh.

"Xiao Douya, this master of the Xuan Cultivator class... his skull wouldn't have made those holes on its own, right?"

At this time, Ye Fan spoke again.

"Will not!"

Liu Mengying nodded. "The skeletons and bones of those Venerable Xuan cultivators...most of them had holes made in them after they died, and then placed here. They use the Xuan Qi power of the bones of the Venerable Xuan cultivators to continuously launch attacks..."

"And big brother, I just observed and found that the scary sounds of babies crying that we just heard from afar were all produced by the wind blowing through various instruments made of human bones..."

After a pause, Liu Mengying added.

"The mysterious energy attack from the skeleton's mysterious bones and those strange sounds...seems like they are all meant to keep people from coming in here..."

Ye Fan frowned slightly, "Little Bean Sprout, it looks like someone has placed a treasure here... and arranged those weird sounds and mysterious energy attacks..."

"That makes sense, big brother. How about we go in and look for it?"

Hearing this, Liu Mengying immediately suggested.

"Let's go!~"

.........

Next, Ye Fan and Liu Mengying searched in the ruins that no one had been to for who knows how long. From time to time, they heard the noise of digging and moving. The caravan was frightened just by the strange baby's cry coming from the ruins. They didn't dare to go in at all. They could only wait anxiously for the two of them outside...

.........

at sunset,

Just when everyone in the caravan was getting thirsty and sweaty, Ye Fan and Liu Mengying finally came out of the ruins with terrifying screams. However, they didn't look happy because they didn't find any treasures after a whole afternoon of hard work... The only thing that could be considered was a seven-stringed harp that looked quite old...

"Zhang... Young Master Zhang, it's getting dark. Why don't we find a place to set up camp, take a rest, and continue our journey tomorrow?"

Boss Pan also noticed that Ye Fan was not in a good mood, but looking at the sky getting darker and darker, he still gritted his teeth and spoke.

"Well, let's go~"

…………

The night falls,

Beside the bonfire,

"Brother, this seven-stringed zither looks great. When I was in Jiangzhou City, I knew a very famous zither player, but he didn't have such a good zither. This seven-stringed zither should be worth a lot of money. When we get to Qinhuai City, how about we find a pawnshop to sell it?"

Liu Mengying suggested after looking at the lyre.

"can!"

Ye Fan nodded. After all, when they were in Blackwater Town, he and Liu Mengying threw away gold and silver ingots and many other gold and silver jewelry in order to fit more Xuanqi stones in the Xuan Ring. When they were in the capital, they were busy practicing and did not make money. They also pawned a lot of jewelry for expenses... Now there is not much left...

..........

the next day,

Ye Fan and Liu Mengying led the caravan and continued along the rugged path in the Ailao Forest.

"Look, it's the Pinnacle Stone!"

"real!"

"Finally here!"

..........

A group of people were walking on the road. As it was exactly noon and there was wind, the white fog around them dissipated a lot. Suddenly, someone in the caravan cheered.

"Spiral? What the hell?"

Ye Fan looked in the direction where the caravan was cheering and found a large brown stone not far away. It was pointed on the top and wide at the bottom. It was mottled and had been exposed to wind and rain for who knows how many years.

"Brother Zhang San, the Sharp Peak Stone is an important landmark in the Ailao Forest. Seeing the Sharp Peak Stone means we have walked two-thirds of the way through the Ailao Forest. If we continue along the road, we will be able to get out of the Ailao Forest in about seven or eight days!"

Li Shuhong, who was beside Liu Mengying, explained quickly.

"Is that so... This Ailao Forest isn't that dangerous... It's just that the road is hard to walk on, so it took a little longer..."

Seeing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but mutter.

Hearing this, the corners of Li Shuhong's mouth twitched slightly. Not far away, Boss Pan, who was in a good mood, was also speechless, not knowing what expression to make... Apart from anything else, if it weren't for Ye Fan and Liu Mengying, just those beasts howling like ghosts and wolves... their caravan would probably be wiped out...

Next, Ye Fan continued to lead the way. Perhaps because they saw the pinnacle stone, the mood of the caravan was much higher and they moved faster...

....

“Woo~woo~di~woo~!”

Ye Fan and others were walking on a rugged path covered with weeds when suddenly, the sound of a flute came from the front.

After hearing the sound of the flute, everyone in the caravan became alert and even a little panicked. After all, since they entered the Ailao Forest, almost every danger they encountered was related to the sound...

"Brother, this flute sound... is strangely sad... and depressing!"

After listening to the flute for a while, Liu Mengying frowned. "The sound of the flute is usually clear, melodious, graceful, and elegant... Of course, it also contains deep emotions... But the sound of the flute just now was full of sadness... There was also an indescribable sense of depression and a hint of resentment..."

"really!"

Ye Fan nodded, "I don't know how to describe the sound of the flute... But when I went to Putao before, I heard Zhong Ming playing the flute. If you listen carefully, sometimes it sounds like the sound of spring water in the middle of the night, sometimes like the sound of birds in the mountain stream... Sometimes it sounds like the echo in the valley... It's quite nice... But the sound of the flute we hear now gives people a very uncomfortable feeling! It's not just sadness... It's something else..."

...........