Chapter 798 Cover, Cauldron of Gluttony

Chapter 798: Cover the Cauldron of Gluttony...

This is?

The throbbing was so violent that Yang Yu couldn't help but feel depressed and subconsciously held it down.

He had never seen the Cauldron of Gluttony throb so strongly.

After more than 20 years of iron-eating career, now, ordinary gold, iron, ingredients, and even recipes, the Cauldron of Gluttony will not have too violent vibrations.

Even if it were Taibai Fine Gold face to face, it would not be one-tenth as good as this moment.

Involuntarily, Yang Yu's expression changed slightly.

"Brother Yang noticed something?"

Several people present, no matter what was happening around them, were always paying attention to Yang Yu's movements. Seeing his expression change, they all felt a thump in their hearts.

Feng Wushuang immediately stepped back, opening her folding fan to protect herself as if facing a formidable enemy.

"……fine."

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the throbbing of the Cauldron of Gluttony, Yang Yu waved his hand and motioned for Lu Qingting to step forward and watch the dragon demon.

He took the lead in entering the secret vault behind the stone gate.

Behind the stone gate, there is a cave. This is the heart of a huge mountain. The space inside is so huge that it is comparable to the large warehouse in the human race bag.

There are dozens of shelves made of bluestone spread out in a row, spreading further and further, with no end in sight.

call!

Feng Wushuang followed closely behind, and clicked on a certain part of the wall. The lights lit up along the wall, like a circle of flames, illuminating many shelves in the secret warehouse, and reflected various precious lights. out.

Suddenly, the huge mountain belly was filled with precious light. At a glance, the shimmering precious light was so beautiful that it made people's hearts beat faster.

"This old witch..."

Even Yu Baimei, who had no intention of treasury, could not help but raise his eyebrows.

Those who can be selected into this secret vault are naturally extraordinary. Even if they are gold and silver, they are also carved into various works of art.

And this only accounts for a very small part.

He glanced at it and saw that there were countless rare and exotic irons such as mithril, fine gold, black iron, black thunder stone, etc., and they were all of the highest quality!

And this is the peripheral shelf near Shimen...

"Old Taoist Master, continue!"

Throwing the token in his hand to Yu Baimei, Feng Wushuang took out another token from his arms and handed it to Yang Yu:

"Brother Yang, the many shelves in this secret warehouse are all connected to the mountain. If there is no token, any unauthorized actions will be counterattacked by Taoism. Although you are not afraid, it will not be good if it causes a chain reaction..."

"Is the pity for the old mother as urgent as the law?"

After getting the token, Yang Yu noticed something strange. There was a weak spiritual energy hovering in the core of the token.

It was completely different from the one he had acquired many years ago.

"Yes, this is the order. This token cannot be copied at all. Only elders and above in the sect are qualified to hold it. Apart from communication, its greatest use is to open the treasure house..."

Feng Wushuang nodded, feeling a little regretful:

"However, a token can only be used once a day, and can only take away one thing at a time. If there are more, there will still be backlash. The mechanism is unknown at this moment..."

"One thing a day?"

Looking at the densely packed shelves, Yu Baimei couldn't help but shake his head, but did not accept the token handed to him by Feng Wushuang:

"The old Taoist priest is dying soon. It's better for Master Yang to hold this token."

"One thing a day, but not necessarily."

After playing with it for a while, Yang Yu had some clarity in his mind.

Under the tunnel, he could see the lines and materials of the token, as well as the way the subtle spiritual energy circulated within it.

He handed the token to Feng Wushuang casually, and with the latter's stunned eyes, he grabbed the nearest shelf.

There were only two items placed on the shelf, a lotus platform made of white jade, and a finely carved solid gold Bodhisattva statue on it.

"Small……"

Feng Wushuang subconsciously wanted to remind him, but before he could say a word, the lotus platform and the pure gold Bodhisattva had been taken off the shelf!

"It's just some tricks involving spiritual energy. You don't have enough perception to be frightened by it. In fact...

Nothing more than that. "

Yang Yu didn't even use his heavenly eye.

The material of this token is extremely special, and it is much more precious than the 'Spirit Gathering Jade' used by Qin Si to imprint magical powers, otherwise it would not be able to absorb the inspiration.

Therefore, he could not imitate this thing, but it was just a little trick of the spiritual energy, and he could naturally see through it at a glance.

"Taoist Priest, if you are interested, you might as well go with us. Although Yang has a big appetite, he can't swallow this much..."

With a flick of his fingers, Yang Yu dissipated the lingering white air on his fingertips. He put down the Bodhisattva statue and stepped towards the depths of the shelf.

The Cauldron of Gluttony became more and more active, guiding him in the direction.

Yu Baimei was slightly startled, then smiled:

"Then it would be disrespectful for me to refuse."

This hillside may not necessarily contain the three thousand years of accumulation of the Liansheng Sect, but it must occupy a large part of it.

There are only a few treasures carved from gold, silver and jade, and rare and exotic irons such as black iron and fine gold account for a small part.

The further back you go, the more valuable things become.

Extremely old medicinal materials, high-quality elixirs, well-maintained divine arm crossbows, Mingguang armor, and secret books!

At a glance, it looks like a sea of ​​books, with no fewer than ten thousand volumes in it. In front of each bookshelf, there is the name of the sect.

"Hanging Mountain!"

Yu Baimei's expression was slightly tense as he stopped in front of a bookshelf. Yang Yu knew what he was thinking and took out the book containing "The Essence of Seven Tribulations Sword Technique" and handed it to him.

The latter opened it and took a look, then his face trembled:

"it is true!"

His face was gloomy, and his heart was even more frightened.

This is not just the Hanging Mountain!

He glanced over and found that the names of almost all the sects in the world were here, even the ancient sects that had long been lost and buried in the long river of history.

It can be traced back to the end of the Qin Dynasty and the beginning of the Han Dynasty!

Yang Yu did not stop and continued to walk. Behind the sea of ​​books were all kinds of weapons and armor.

There were very few newly made weapons here. Most of them were old weapons, and there were even remnants of weapons.

As he walked, the slight vibration of the Gluttony Cauldron never stopped. These, one by one, were all ingredients, and they were top-quality ingredients!

"The human race bag is inferior to this. However, there is only a small part in the human race bag. The Zhang family may not be inferior to the Liansheng Sect for four hundred years..."

Yang Yu glanced at it and picked up an item on the shelf next to him. It was an ancient armor with blood stains. From its degree of damage, it seemed that the tragic killing inside could still be smelled.

"The blood-stained armor of the Tyrant!"

After a brief inspection, Yang Yu put down the armor only after the Gluttony Cauldron absorbed the food.

This place was like a forest of weapons and armor.

"Bai Sheng Dao, Qin, Chen Sheng!"

"Crouching Tiger Bow, Han, Mi Lu!"

"Demon-Subduing Pestle, Bodhidharma."

...

"Tiger Finger, Tang, Gao Jia!"

Even though it was covered by invisible mist, there was still a strong murderous aura. In a trance, it seemed that countless warriors were shouting and roaring.

At the end of the large forest of weapons, Yang Yu even saw Zhang Yuanzhu's blood-stained sword.

And at the very end, on the empty stone platform, there was only a weapon fragment as big as a waning moon.

That is...

"Phoenix Wing Gilded Halberd!"

"Before the King of Zhao from the Western Palace went to the Seven Killing Mountains outside the Great Wall, he left the Phoenix Wing Gilded Halberd to Mu Qingliu, who brought it here and severely injured the old witch in the end..."

Feng Wushuang followed him like a shadow:

"But this Phoenix Wing was also left here..."

"Huh!"

In front of the stone platform, Yang Yu stopped for a moment, took the crescent phoenix from behind, and at the same time smashed the stone tablet with the words "Heroes Surrender" behind the soldiers.

Feng Wushuang followed him, not because she wanted to, but because she was too worried.

"This is where all the Taoist arts in the sect are stored, and it is also the core of this secret library. Be careful..."

Taoism is not a magical power.

To perform it, you must have a support, unless you practice Taoism to the extent of "permanently staying in your body" like the old woman Liansheng.

Otherwise, even the most talented people must rely on the ‘Dao Instrument’, that is, the inheritance transformed from the ‘God Seed’, to perform.

On the small open space behind the forest of weapons and armor, there are more than 340 inheritances with the breath of God Seed hanging.

Among them, Yang Yu even found the Taoist magic he first encountered, the ‘Shenfeng Zhenmo Order’ from the Moyun Sect...

The poor Taoist priests who went down the mountain to beg for food, their sect was destroyed many years ago, no one knew it at the time, but now it seems...

He shook his head and stopped.

The place where the Gluttony Cauldron pointed to was also here. He looked from a distance, and under the white mist, it seemed to be a dark strange stone.

"Most of these inheritance Taoist instruments were collected by masters in the sect. It took hundreds and thousands of years to have these.

Further inside, there are some Taoist fruits and magic instruments, all of which were taken away by her..."

Feng Wushuang has obviously been here more than once or twice, and knows many directions and furnishings like the back of his hand.

"Three hundred and forty-seven inherited Dao instruments, does that mean more than three hundred masters of magical powers? No, there are many ancient artifacts in here..."

Whenever something important happens, you need to be calm. When you get here, the Cauldron of Gluttony becomes more and more agitated, but Yang Yu becomes calmer instead.

Calming down, he slowly walks into this dangerous place. Yu Baimei stops far away, and Feng Wushuang also stops.

"This is a..."

When Yang Yu stops again, the buzzing sound transmitted from the Cauldron of Gluttony is as loud as thunder.

And in front of him is the dark and strange stone.

"Is this like a, cauldron cover?"

Yang Yu's eyelids jumped.

On the way, he had all kinds of guesses about the unusual movements of the Cauldron of Gluttony, but he never expected to encounter something that looks like a cauldron cover here...

A cauldron has a cauldron cover, which is not strange.

But the Cauldron of Gluttony was brought by him from his previous life, this, this...

Buzz!

Before Yang Yu had a horrified thought, the lid of the tripod in front of him trembled, and the black stone covering it cracked, revealing the lid with interwoven patterns underneath.

"It's really a lid..."

Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he was extremely confused, but his reaction was still very quick. He reached out and pressed down the lid that was about to jump up, and put it into the mustard seed space.

But the next moment, his expression changed.

The moment the lid of the tripod sank into the mustard seed space, it turned into a black light and disappeared, tearing his mustard seed space!

Bang!

Then, a loud noise sounded in his ears and heart, and the lid of the tripod was buckled on the gluttony tripod!

Good night, good night...