"Then I'll trouble you, Senior Brother. Thank you for the reminder. I will remember it."
He didn't want to be kicked out.
Having successfully tricked a few century-old immortal vines, Gu Xingyun quickened his pace in a very good mood.
For every step he took, Yu Ziheng had to run three steps. He was so tired that he went to the cafeteria and ate three big bowls of rice.
The other side.
Yan Huailiu was still groping for the secret passage in Canghai Pavilion.
He walked up and down the stairs from the second floor to the third floor several times, and stood at the entrance and muttered to himself, "That's definitely not right. This space is obviously bigger. There's no way there's only this one room."
Based on his years of experience in reading various miscellaneous books, Yan Huailiu touched all the objects that appeared here one by one.
He pushed and twisted it, trying to find a way to open the secret room.
I was sweating profusely, but there was no result.
"No way? Could it be some kind of mechanism that needs to be decrypted? You're not going to make me open all the medicine cabinets on the second floor, are you?"
He tutted, sighed and leaned against the railing.
The room wasn't well ventilated, and it was incredibly hot and stuffy. Yan Huailiu looked up at the carved pillars and grumbled, "Why can't they install an air conditioner in such a large place?"
"Let me think about whether there is any way to cool down quickly..."
He kept his head raised, and golden light flashed on his fingertips.
The next second, the pillars above seemed to come alive.
The carved peony petals rotated, and the pistil in the middle emitted a white light, as if it had a suction force, absorbing all the spiritual power from Yan Huailiu's fingertips.
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