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Seeing this, Wang Jin was shocked, Tao Jinghua was the first generation Duxiu Peak elder, and it was his hard work that caused his Duxiu Peak to become the peak of the Sixteenth Peak-Pulse, and other Peak-Pulse would not be able to surpass it.

Wang Jin said in his heart: Most of the names carved on these grave epitaph should be famous names that have had a profound impact on the history of Tongqing Sect.

In the epitaph of the third tomb, a name that Wang Jin was familiar with was impressively carved onto it.

"Venerable Shang Fang!"

The Venerable Shang Fang was the founder of the Claymore Peak, he had once hated evil as if he were the enemy and loved to kill as well. The number of evil people that died in his hands a thousand years ago was countless, and he could only describe it as a sea of people. When one thought about the dead demon beasts that they had seen on the fourth floor of the A Land Of Desolation, one would know how terrifying the Venerable Shang Fang was.

And Venerable Shang Fang's tomb was actually ranked after the first sect master and the first Duxiu Peak elder. One could well imagine how mighty the Claymore Peak at that time was.

perhaps it was due to this Patriarch's methods, which led to the defeat of the Claymore Peak in the future. Wang Jin suddenly thought of something. Think about it, other Peak-Pulse could be said to be very generous to newbies, as long as there were new inner disciples joining, they would definitely give them good pills and Common Element s. And what the Venerable Shang Fang did was to put these things into the dangerous set of A Land Of Desolation so that the new disciples in the future could take the risk to take them.

However, there were many levels to the A Land Of Desolation, and most of the new disciples were stopped at the first three levels of A Land Of Desolation. Any further downwards would mean their lives were in danger, so as time passed, not only would elemental artifact s and pellets be used to cultivate and cause damage, but the previous generation of disciples would also be able to obtain less and less of the elemental artifact pellets.

He really agreed with her. Even if he was a horse with a thousand miles, he would only be able to look beautiful if he didn't sleep and ate until he was full. Disciples of the Claymore Peak were unable to easily obtain elemental artifact s, pellets, and other things that were useful for cultivation; no wonder the Peak-Pulse that they belong to were destined to gradually lose.

But what made Wang Jin puzzled was that the A Land Of Desolation was not an underground tomb constructed for him by the Venerable Shang Fang. Why was there another grave of his here? Wang Jin was even more willing to believe that the real grave of the Venerable Shang Fang was actually in this valley, on the fifth floor of the Book Collection Vault. This was because most of the tombs of famous people in the history of Tongqing Sect were resting in this place.

What was the final secret of the A Land Of Desolation? Wang Jin felt that it was not that simple, but he swore to dig out this secret in the future.

Wang Jin scratched his head. He felt that he wouldn't be able to tell much from studying the tomb, so he searched around the canyon carefully, hoping to find something good. However, what made him disappointed was that after searching the entire canyon two or three times, he realized that other than tombs, mud, rocks, and plants, there was nothing else. There weren't even any mosquitoes.

Impossible, Wang Jin believed that there must be some benefits to this place. Before he entered, he had heard from Elder Shi that the sect master had also obtained great benefits from entering the Fifth Floor Of The Book Collection Vault in the past.

But how could he find his own lucky chance? Wang Jin crossed his legs and sat down, then turned to look at the tombs carefully, he thought: Everyone says that when people die, everything is empty, even if they brought something back to the grave after death, they would not be able to enjoy it.

However Wang Jin did not believe that these graves, which were even more imposing and majestic than the last one, did not have any accompanying buried treasures. Instead, there must be many rare treasures that they brought to the grave, which should be used to benefit the later generations.

After that, Wang Jin squinted his eyes and stood up, muttering to himself: "Perhaps it really is possible. Furthermore, the tomb was placed in the safest place in the entire Tongqing Sect. Only the Black Fiend Desolate Ape, which had the power to pull out the mountain, could open the door, so it was very difficult for others to enter.

Only the most talented disciples recognized by the Tongqing Sect could enter here. That way, the wealth left behind by the previous generations of people would not be a disgrace to the reputations of these Zhi Zun when they were alive. I am one of the most outstanding disciples recognized by the Tongqing Sect! "

"Hahaha." Thinking about it, Wang Jin laughed out loud.

The more the luck, the better. Wang Jin wanted all of the wealth left behind by the predecessors here. But he also knew that for the sake of sustainable development, Tongqing Sect would definitely only allow one disciple who entered this place to obtain one opportunity, and then, they would have the means to expel him.

Which grave should I dig? Wang Jin's heart was filled with anticipation, he thought for a moment, then walked towards the first tomb, which was the tomb of the Tongqing Sect ancestor, and was definitely the best location.

Wang Jin immediately activated the power of the metal elemental spirit, both of his hands flashed with rays of light, like sharp swords, he was about to dig the grave of the Tongqing Sect Ancestor.

Buzz …

Suddenly, the entire space in the canyon let out a sharp sound, causing Wang Jin to feel dizzy and then stagger backwards. His ears hurt extremely, he had no choice but to cover his ears with his hands, then quickly sat cross-legged on the ground and started cultivating.

This sharp voice lasted for a long time before vanishing. Then, Wang Jin seemed to have sensed an angry consciousness from the shadows, enveloping the sky above his head.

This anger made Wang Jin realize that he was as arrogant and petty as a lone boat in a great wave, and gave birth to a feeling of helplessness. They were the anger of the entire canyon, the anger of the Hero Graveyard. They were angry at Wang Jin's arrogant and conceited attempt to desecrate the rest of the dead.

Wang Jin clenched his teeth, forcing himself to calm down. He recalled that he was not the only person in history who had come here, and believed that they would consider digging for treasures as well. However, everyone here was a Disciples Of The Tongqing Sect cultivator, a selected genius, and in the end, the canyon would not cause any harm to them.

After that, Wang Jin took out two Holy Healing Pill s and consumed them to wholeheartedly treat his injuries. Not long after, his injuries recovered and the anger was also gone.

"How unlucky. If we don't dig the grave, where will we find the opportunity to do so?" The grand master did not give me any hints and wanted me to comprehend it myself. " Wang Jin frowned, he thought, then changed his target to the grave of the Claymore Peak Ancestor, Venerable Shang Fang, and acted as if he was going to dig a grave.

Unexpectedly, the sharp voice appeared again, causing Wang Jin to jump in shock, quickly jumping far away, and in the end nothing happened.

"Let's think of another way." Wang Jin sat cross legged and began to meditate.

Wang Jin just sat there with his legs crossed. Every day, he would think of a way to get lucky. The moment he thought of something, he would stand up and carry it out, but every failure ended in failure. However, his willpower was strong, and he had experienced several life and death situations. This kind of failure was not enough to surpass him. Once he fell down, he would stand up again and constantly think of ways to deal with it.

In the end, Wang Jin decided to start digging. Other than the tombs that did not dare to move, he went through the entire valley, but he still could not find anything else.

After twenty-three days, Wang Jin felt extremely tired. It was only after some thought that he realized that he had not slept once during the twenty-three days he had been here. For Mortal Continent warriors, as long as their cultivation had reached elemental spirit Realm Level 4 and above, they could use cultivation to replace sleep. Doing this would not only allow them to recover more energy than sleep, but also increase their cultivation. As a result, the fact that warriors at the fourth level of the elemental spirit Realm or above did not sleep was almost a common practice for Mortal Continent.

Right now, Wang Jin didn't have a clue as to the fate of Fifth Floor Of The Book Collection Vault, how could he still have the mood to cultivate? He was in no mood to sleep.

How about, a bit closer to the tomb, continue digging. Wang Jin clenched his teeth, and quietly walked towards the tombs, but because he was physically and mentally exhausted, he occasionally yawned.

The white clouds were misty, and the green mountains were beautiful.

The valley that was initially like the western mountain at sunset had now completely changed in Wang Jin's eyes, making him think that he had walked into the wrong place.

They saw that the sun was rising and birds were chirping and the fragrance of flowers was everywhere. It was pleasing to the eyes, filled with vitality and filled with allure. Wang Jin's mood became much better, he went around the grave, and walked towards the place where the sun was rising.

In the distance, there seemed to be smoke rising slowly. Wang Jin even saw a small house, it looked like a village that was unmatched, giving this kind of Peach Blossom Holy Land a warm feeling.

"Why is there someone here?" Wang Jin was suspicious in his heart, so he carefully walked towards the village.

As he approached the village, he discovered that there was a lush green rice field at the entrance. An old man was leading a water buffalo along a dirt road.

Wang Jin looked carefully, and noticed that he could not see the cultivation level of the old man who was eating them, and generally when this happened, he would be either an ordinary person or someone whose cultivation realm exceeded his.

What kind of person would it be? Wang Jin had doubts in his heart, so he walked over and bowed: "Elder, where is this place?" When Wang Jin asked this question, he was thinking why this place still belonged to the Fifth Floor Of The Book Collection Vault.

After the old man heard this, he looked at Wang Jin in shock and asked: "You are an outsider?"

"Tongqing Sect people." Wang Jin said as he turned his eyes and smiled at the old man.

"You can just call me Old Li. This is Chao Yang Village. We've been here for generations, and very few people have come." The old man also laughed.

"Very little? In other words, someone has come before? " Wang Jin immediately asked, thinking that there was hope, if there was someone who had come, then it would be the outstanding disciples from all the Tongqing Sect that were selected like him, to enter the Fifth Floor Of The Book Collection Vault.

"That's right. Every twenty to thirty years, a stranger would come to our Chao Yang Village. He was as young as you, but his life was ruthless. Those people must have either died in peace, or their hair was white, or they were married and raised." The old man sighed. His face was covered in wrinkles and was clearly carved with the marks left behind by the passage of time.

"Can I go in? Is there any danger? " Wang Jin pointed to the little village and asked.

"Hehe, we are all normal people here. The people here are all simple and honest, they won't eat you." The old man smiled slightly. The water buffalo behind him suddenly let out a "ma" sound.

"Aiya, I forgot to bring Ah Niu to graze. Young man, we will take our leave first." The old man said.

"Farewell, sir." Wang Jin nodded, then the old man left with the water buffalo, and started to hum a song.

Wang Jin took a deep breath, feeling extremely unsettled in his heart. If he had encountered this kind of ordinary village outside, it wouldn't have been a big deal.