The mysterious factor came from nothingness and floated in the inner scene, nourishing Wang Xuan's spirit and sweeping away his fatigue. He felt the vigorous energy again.
He breathed a sigh of relief. There were no unexpected events or changes. Although he had come here illegally, the interior scenery remained the same and he could practice physical skills and improve his strength.
He was already very close to the fourth level of the Golden Body Technique, and when he practiced it again, it came naturally. His body was flowing with golden light, and a dazzling beam of light burst out in an instant, which was extremely bright, and then returned to normal.
At the same time, his spirit flickered violently like a ball of golden flame, and soon returned to calm.
The fourth level of Golden Body Technique... is done!
Wang Xuan was certain that the inner land here had not lost its mystery. Being here was equivalent to entering the highest realm of meditation. His heart became more peaceful and tranquil.
He walked slowly forward to take a look at the scenery in the distance.
That is... a group of buildings, accompanied by a dilapidated old scene, a dried-up lake, and collapsed pavilions. Is it still caused by the residual spiritual energy of the female alchemist?
Only a few buildings are still standing, while the nearby buildings are in ruins and decay.
In one of the rooms, the windows were open and there was a long desk piled with bamboo slips from the pre-Qin period. Among them was a scroll of golden bamboo slips!
Wang Xuan's eyes were wide open. Even though he was in a detached and cold state of mind, he still felt his heartbeat quickening and his breathing becoming heavy.
How many scriptures were recorded in so many pre-Qin bamboo slips? What level of root methods and physical skills were involved? There was even a golden scroll. How could he not be tempted?
However, he dared not move his body, for fear that a slight breeze would blow everything in front of him into ashes, leaving nothing behind.
After watching for a long time, he sighed. Even if he could walk over, what would it matter? All the bamboo slips were not unfolded. If he wanted to take the initiative to look through them, there would probably only be mottled light and rotten dust left.
This feeling made him feel a little uncomfortable. He could only watch, unable to get close, let alone touch. He knew there was a priceless scripture on the long table, but he couldn't get it.
"Forget it. I already have the root methods of the alchemists in the pre-Qin period, and the physical skills left by Zhang Daoling, the founder of Taoism. These are mysterious and unfathomable enough that I need to spend a long time to study them. There is no need to be greedy. Even if all the bamboo slips on the long table are given to me, I still don't have time to practice."
Wang Xuan comforted himself and took a step back. He suddenly felt that the world was vast and his spirit seemed to be sublimated.
He was surprised. Is this enlightenment?
Soon, he realized with horror that it was not the case at all, because the surrounding scene had changed. It was no longer buildings, but the truly vast world, so it felt magnificent.
What was going on? He hadn't left the building complex yet, so why did the scene change on its own? Was it the residual spiritual energy of the female Taoist priest that was causing the problem? This was the first possibility that came to his mind.
He stood here in silence, practicing the root methods of the pre-Qin alchemists.
In an instant, everything returned to its original state, with the same broken walls and dilapidated old scene. In the silent room, priceless bamboo slips were displayed on the long table.
Suddenly, he felt that the atmosphere was weird and something was wrong. He turned around abruptly. The moment he looked back, his pupils contracted rapidly and he stepped back involuntarily.
Because, in front of his eyes, there was a pair of blood-red shoes, suspended in the air, at the same level as his eyebrows. It was obviously a pair of shoes belonging to a woman.
The sudden appearance of this unusual scene in the dim ruins made the calm Wang Xuan's heart beat wildly and he felt something was wrong.
Bright red blood dripped from the shoes, which was very creepy and almost splashed all over Wang Xuan's body. He took a few steps back and then saw a dazzling bolt of lightning falling from the sky, like the Milky Way falling from the sky, directly piercing through the bloody red shoes.
In an instant, a pair of snow-white jade feet appeared in the red shoes, followed by straight white long legs, and in an instant, the snow-white long skirt fell down, covering her body.
Haunted?!
Wang Xuan felt something was very wrong. Although he hadn't seen the woman's face clearly, he felt it must be related to the female alchemist.
In this desolate, lifeless place, in a somewhat eerie atmosphere, he somehow said, "You're gone!"
After saying this, he wanted to pinch himself. His mind was in an absolutely cold state and he would not lie. He spoke his true feelings, but the result made him regret it.
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