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Just as he was about to pick up the [Seven Deadly Art], he suddenly heard a burst of "Crack! Crack!

The sound, was Grandfather Yi Zhao returning.

Yi Yan turned around and flew out. The pitch black passage was unable to obstruct him in the slightest.

In a dozen or so breaths of time, Yi Yan had already arrived at the mountain wall at the entrance of the passageway, and saw that grandfather Yi Zhao was indeed waiting there.

Yi Zhao, who was busy packing up his things, suddenly raised his head. He was startled by Yi Yan's speed, but then he realized that he was only a nine-year-old child!

Maybe it was because I was scared and didn't dare to go in, so I waited in the vicinity for me to come back.

After all, the three seniors that went into the cave before did not mention about the situation inside due to their family rules. The pitch-black tunnel was a mystery to the Yi Family, so it was not strange for Yi Zhao to have such a thought.

If Yi Yan knew what Grandfather was thinking, he would not know whether to laugh or cry.

Actually, the reason he came out in such a hurry was because he was afraid that Yi Zhao would turn around and return after putting down his things. It had been three years since he last saw his family;

Yi Zhao looked at Yi Yan with a satisfied expression, his face flushed and his face showed no signs of old age. He said with a smile, "Yan'er, today is the first time that you've entered the secret cave. Let me see you again. However, from now on, I will not see you again. I'll leave the water and dry food on the floor in front of the door. Alright, this place is the martial arts manuals that all the ancestors have collected over the past five hundred years. Take it and put it together with the previous ones. The ancestors of the Yi family once said that one must not be greedy while practicing martial arts. Therefore, every generation of the descendants of the Yi family specializes in studying the techniques passed down by our family, and based on our proficiency, we can choose to consult the martial arts of other sects. Even though you have extraordinary talent, I still hope that you can choose to learn a few techniques that are suitable for you. You must avoid being a teenager and want to learn everything. To want to learn anything is to be unable to learn anything.

Yi Yan slightly bowed. "I would also like to ask grandfather to say goodbye to Grandma and Father and Mother on behalf of my grandson. Take care of yourselves, your grandson will pay his respects to you two three years later."

Yi Zhao slightly nodded. Without saying another word, he turned around and closed the entrance to the passage, then went down the mountain.

Yi Yan watched his grandfather close the stone wall before lowering his head to take the food and records, then once again entered the secret cave.

The reason why Yi Yan's mental state was able to recover so quickly was largely due to him fully experiencing the emotions of a mortal in the past ten years.

After this separation, Yi Yan's mental realm had made another breakthrough and he had already reached the peak of the late stage of Spirit Severing. There were also faint signs of him breaking through to the early stage of the Body Fusion stage.

The second time he entered the secret cave, Yi Yan placed the dry rations in a corner beside the cave entrance.

Although he did not need to eat with his current cultivation, Yi Yan was still hesitating on whether or not he should reveal his true identity, so he would temporarily follow his grandfather's arrangements.

Moreover, occasionally tasting a bit of food is also good, although the taste of dry food is not comparable to the food that is made now, but it is also a good way to get rid of boredom, better than nothing.

He got up and walked towards the stone platform with the knife holder. At this time, Yi Yan was not in a hurry to read the secret scripture of the《 Seven Deadly Arts》.

With his Spiritual Sense, it was only a blink of an eye for him to remember this thin booklet. First, he had to familiarize himself with this place that he had to stay for three years.

Looking up and looking around carefully, Yi Yan realized that there were rows and rows of bookshelves lined up neatly in front of him, across from the stone platform. More accurately, they were neat square shallow holes dug into the stone wall.

From the looks of it, there were probably more than a thousand of them.

Most of them had books that were either thick or thin.

Just like before, there was a simple Dust-Splitting Formation outside the cave. However, it was obvious that the scope of this Dust-Splitting Formation was much larger.

This should be the place to collect the ancient books of the various sects.

It seemed that the ancestor of his clan had planned this long in advance. Not only had he set up such a complicated mechanism here, he had even prepared a Dust-Splitting Formation.

Yi Yan walked forward as his eyes swept across Shaolin, Emei, Kongtong, Qingcheng, Tianshan, Wudang …

It was fortunate that this place was extremely hidden, and the conditions for opening it were extremely strict. Thus, it was able to be preserved in such a perfect state.

In fact, he should be thankful to the non-qualified person in his ancestors (finishing his fist and leg techniques within a year). He should not have entered this place, otherwise, the Yi family would have been found out by someone who entered and left the place frequently.

Yi Yan could not help but smile slightly: If the martial artists knew that there was such a place in this world, they would definitely make a ruckus!

It was just that Yi Yan could not understand why the Yi Family's ancestors would want to establish such a secret scripture cave, and why they would also set such strict conditions.

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