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After Xiao Feng shouted, he felt much better. Just as he was about to turn around and leave the room, a strange scene caught his attention.

On the stone bed in the living room, a vine was moving along the bed and entering into the bed. Xiao Feng felt a little strange as he walked towards the stone bed. He stretched out his hand and pulled on the vine. There was a loud sound, and a layer of splint slowly opened up on the stone bed.

Xiao Feng was extremely shocked. He leaned closer to look at the splint and saw that there was another stone staircase leading downwards. There was a faint light coming from below, so he couldn't see it clearly.

"So the name of this person in the painting is Xiao Jingyuan. It seems that five hundred years ago, we were still a family!" Xiao Feng muttered. He was about to hang the painting back when he saw something written on the back of the painting. So, he turned it over and looked at it carefully. When he looked at it, he almost burned the painting in his hands.

Xiao Feng immediately put down the drawing in his hand and moved to the right side. As expected, three meters in front of him, a closed stone door appeared. Xiao Feng reached out to push, but could not do so no matter how hard he tried. This time, Xiao Feng was a little anxious. He thought to himself, "It wasn't easy to find a way out of 'hell', but I can't get out because I can't open the door. Isn't this a huge joke?"

Xiao Feng tried hard seven or eight more times, but in the end, he was so tired that he was sweating profusely. However, he still couldn't push open the stone door. Xiao Feng sat on the ground and said dejectedly, "Right now, I'm like a person who was about to die of thirst who suddenly discovered a well. When I walked over, there was no water in the well. Don't you think this is torture?! "

Xiao Feng was a little dejected, but suddenly said: "The couple that lives here can come and go as they please, is there any reason why this stone door can't be opened? Could it be that there is some sort of trap mechanism? " Thinking up to here, Xiao Feng immediately stood up. He closely examined the stone door from start to finish with the light of the fire, but he didn't discover any mechanism.

This time, Xiao Feng lost all hope. He sighed and said, "Even our last hope has disappeared. What should we do now?" He continued, "But this is definitely not the case. This couple can both enter and exit freely, but why can't I, why can't I? " Xiao Feng repeated the phrase "why can't I" twice …

Xiao Feng suddenly thought back to the day when he was sparring with his master. His master had once said that "although his moves are satisfactory, his inner strength is lacking. If he meets a strong opponent, he will inevitably suffer". So he said to himself: "Could it be that I have insufficient inner force to open this stone door? If that's really the case, then I, Xiao Feng, will truly suffer the same fate as that 'the thirsty one meets with a dried up well'. "

With that, Xiao Feng stopped wasting his breath and thought: "Since this couple can easily open and close this stone door, they must be people with martial arts skills." Maybe I can find some martial arts manuals from them and learn them before opening this stone door?! "

Xiao Feng suddenly became happy as he thought about how smart he was. Why didn't he think of this before? However, there was no way to find it today. Xiao Feng saw that the fire piston in his hand was about to burn out. He would prepare a torch for himself tomorrow and come back here to observe it.

Xiao Feng immediately withdrew from the "Gospel Pavilion" and walked out along the crystal path.

With his experience from the first time, Xiao Feng was already prepared when he entered the second time. This time he brought in two torches, one fixed in a corner of the Gospel Pavilion and the other in his hand. Due to the restrictions of the light previously, Xiao Feng did not recognize the interior of the room. This time, he could clearly see the situation within the Gospel Pavilion.

This Gospel Pavilion was much larger than the Medicine King Du Xinglin's room; it was at least twice the size. The sculpture was in the center of the room. There was a table to the left and a game of chess on the table. Surprisingly, there was only one chair. The game of chess was only placed on the top, and had not been moved since.

Xiao Feng felt strange in his heart and sat down on the chair and looked at the chess piece. Xiao Feng was only slightly familiar with the art of Go. This piece of chess was still alive and far from being at the stage of killing.

Xiao Feng habitually wanted to take out a white piece from the chess box, but when his hand touched the piece in the chess box, the chessboard unexpectedly opened towards the other side, revealing the entire bottom layer. At the top of the ground floor, a book appeared.

Xiao Feng was secretly surprised. He took out the book and looked at its cover. It was written in large characters: "On the Techniques and Skills of Yue Wu and Mu Mu Mu". Xiao Feng was overjoyed when he saw this. "Could this be the military technique and martial arts recorded by General Yue Fei when he was alive? People call it the 'Wu Mu Testament'?"

Xiao Feng could not wait to look at it and saw that on the first page, there was the words "On military strategy: 1". The text said: "Where there is always a rule, where there is a rule, there is always a rule where there is a rule. It is not difficult for a knowledgeable person to kill himself. Rather, it is impossible for him to argue with others and just keep going forward, step by step, following the next step. The husband's body and limbs are connected to the next level, and it is not difficult to communicate with them. The person who dissolves will become the leader of the group, and the person who divides into four parts will have their body covered with one breath. "