Behind the bronze door is a huge space of ten thousand feet in radius.

The stone walls of the cave are all inlaid with metal made of the same material as bronze gates, making the entire cave look dull and heavy.

The cave is about ten feet high, and the dense swords hovering in the air make the sword energy in the entire space extremely cold and icy.

Xing Zhen finally understood why this cave clearly does not have the cold wind, but is biting cold.

The upside-down long swords are arranged neatly, with the same size, and each long sword is surrounded by rich spiritual energy.

The most terrifying thing is that every sword is not a sword body, but a real sword is cultivated.

In the middle of the cave, a bronze coffin was standing on the ground. It was silent, but it seemed as if all the swords were surrounding the coffin.

Xing Zhen sensed a little, his face suddenly changed, and he blurted out: "Everything is close to the semi-artifact, and it is a short distance from the semi-artifact."

The puppy almost blurted out subconsciously: "How many treasures do you need to have this?

Below the semi-divine artifact is a treasure, which is divided into three grades: heaven, earth and man. A line between it and the semi-divine artifact is naturally a treasure of heaven.

Xing Zhen murmured to himself: "I don't know, the sword energy is too cold, and I dare not release my soul to investigate."

He paused and asked tentatively, "Or what if you go in and count?"

The puppy was bold enough, and the chicken nodded like a rice sucking on it: "I think it's OK."

The next moment, the hairs of each person and the dog stood up. Xing Zhen and the puppy were quite straightforward. They each stepped on the flying sword, turned around, and ran away.

Two guys who went deep into the cave used their strength to eat.

They were not allowed to be careless. When they were about to step forward and count the number of heavenly treasures, all the swords turned to point directly to each person and a dog.

Xing Zhen and the puppy could not feel the enemy's place, but could feel the murderous intent.

If there is murderous intention, there must be creatures. If there is no accident, it should be in the coffin.

There is no need to consider the strength in the coffin. Just the densely packed treasures of heaven are enough to break Xing Zhen and the puppy into pieces.

It took an hour for a man and a dog to enter the cave, but it took less than five breaths to leave the cave.

Fortunately, after Xing Zhen and the puppy ran away, the bronze gate closed on its own.

The countless treasures of heavenly grades have not been chased out, otherwise Xing Zhen and the little puppy will have to explain it here.

After thinking about it, it is still safe for the sloppy old man to have a place, at least he has no intention of killing.

Entering Luzi Mountain, meeting the sloppy old man, and then exploring two caves. A day passed so busy, and when I returned to the sloppy old man's hut, it was already evening.

By the way, Xing Zhen had thought that it was truly safe to escape from Luzi Mountain and stay away from this right and wrong.

However, if you can't let go of the people of Chunqiu County, young people can think about leaving. Some elderly people who are nostalgic for their hometown like Mr. Guan are hard to protect themselves from life or death and would rather be struck by lightning than stay on the black soil.

The elderly are old and may not be able to live for many years. But they are life after all.

Moreover, the elderly know more about experience, know how to make crops grow better and how to make the pigs in the pen fatter.

They are not physically strong, but they are rare living treasures. They are crucial existences in the continuation of inheritance.

Xing Zhen had no choice but to stay in Luzishan. If he confirmed that the sloppy old man was Yu Zhuan, he could avoid the crisis in Chunqiu County.

After returning to the hut, Xing Zhen and the puppy were shocked.

The crazy and sloppy old man seemed to be much more awake. He was enjoying hot pot alone and enjoying it with great taste.

The sloppy old man was very keen and felt Xing Zhen and the puppy first.

Before the two guys could walk into the hut, the old man took the lead and said, "Come in and sit down and have something together."

Xing Zhen was not pretentious, and after saying thanks, he sat down with the puppy.

It seemed as if the old man could predict the future and prepared two iron bowls in advance.

There is no porcelain here, only ironware, all utensils are iron products, wrapping bowls and chopsticks and other daily necessities.

The iron bowl was filled with red pieces, and Xing Zhen immediately felt cold sweat on his forehead after seeing it.

The puppy muttered: "Like Mr. Yu from Shanliang County, his surname is Yu. He likes to eat hot pot and chili."

Xing Zhen lost his memory. I heard the little puppy talk about Shanliangjun and Fengyu. It was not personal experience, no feelings, and the impression was not particularly profound.

Thank you respectfully, Xing Zhen picked up the iron chopsticks and picked up a piece of food covered with red chili oil.

After taking a bite, he exclaimed: "It tastes good."

Xing Zhen and the little puppy were both from Shanliang County, and they had hot pot with Mr. Yu from Shanliang County.

They are not afraid of spicy food and enjoy the taste very much.

The same goes for the puppy. After taking a bite, he did not forget to hum and express his satisfaction.

These two guys are so envious that the dangerous existence in the cave is eyeing each other, and each dog is so relieved that they can eat.

The sloppy old man showed some surprise and exclaimed: "It's not bad, young people also like to eat spicy food."

The old man waved his hand and signaled Xing Zhen and the puppy not to speak first.

He said quickly: "I wake up three times every morning, noon and evening. There is not much time, so I say you can just listen."

"What did I do when I was crazy? You can remember when I was awake. You didn't kill me today, and it was proved that you were not a bad person. I won't hide it, old man."

"You are here to find Yu Zhuanzhao, I am Yu Zhuanzhao."

"The cave behind is indeed dangerous, but under normal circumstances he doesn't come out, you are temporarily safe."

"What's the matter with me? Say it as soon as possible while I'm awake."

Xing Zhen was not hesitating and immediately told the matters of the Spring and Autumn County.

Finally, he begged: "Please go down the mountain to help and find out where the artifact is located."

The sloppy old man exclaimed: "Young people are so good. Because they care about the people of Chunqiu County, they didn't come out of the cave and escape directly from Luzishan."

The old man spoke very quickly, and without waiting for Xing Zhen to interrupt, he continued to speak: "I should have helped you, but I can't help you."

"You have also seen it. I am crazy every day and cannot control myself. I wake up three times in the morning, noon and evening, at most half an hour."

"Not to mention whether you can find the location of the artifact in half an hour, it will be difficult for you to take me out of Luzishan."

Speaking of this, the sloppy old man looked at Xing Zhen in confusion and asked, "How did you come up? Where is the formation outside Luzi Mountain?"

When the old man spoke, he stared at the tattered gourd around Xing Zhen's waist.

The old man is honest and does not hide the punishment. The old man is because the punishment does not take advantage of others' danger, while the old man feels that the old man is very pitiful.

It is not a huge secret to breaking the formation with thunder, Xing Zhen tells it in a casual manner.

The sloppy old man is constantly afraid of hitting him on the forehead and is angry that he didn't expect this.

Then the old man said to himself: "There is no heavenly disaster here, so I don't blame myself for not expecting it."

Xing Zhen noticed that the sloppy old man had been watching his little broken gourd and said frankly: "There is wine here. Do you want to drink?"

It would be fine if I didn’t mention it, but this reminder made the sloppy old man almost leak out.

He sighed: "Hey, it's been eighty years since I have hot pot but no wine, so I have to hold me crazy."

The old man said solemnly, not like he was joking. Xing Zhen can also experience how much suffering it is for alcoholics to have hot pot or not.

He ordered the puppy to come over with two iron bowls. Before he could bring them, Xing Zhen asked, "Didn't Senior Yu voluntarily close the mountain?"

"Of course not." The sloppy old man rolled his eyes and explained: "I wasn't crazy before I came. How could I be blocked in such a ghost place?"

Xing Zhen was confused and asked, "Is it because someone forced the senior?"

The sloppy old man made a ban gesture, his palm floated, and a barrier of Qi appeared around him.

He pointed to the place where the sword had just been hidden, and the meaning was self-evident.

There is a restriction that is not afraid of being eavesdropped on, and it is also obvious that Xing Zhen is confused. The sloppy old man explained: "An old monster from somewhere lives in the coffin."

"The divine cultivators and warriors in this world can cultivate up to the eighth level, and there are very few people who can truly reach the eighth level, and they can count it with one hand."

"The person in the coffin is actually a Nine-level divine cultivator. If he hadn't been old and his lifespan had dried up, he would have come out to harm this world long ago."

At this time, the puppy came in with three iron bowls.

Xing Zhen saw the old man's longing eyes, and was embarrassed to let his senior wait for a long time.

Put down all kinds of doubts and poured a bowl of wine for the sloppy old man and delivered it.

Xing Zhen roughly understands that the person lying in the cave coffin should be a foreigner.

As for how this person entered, why he stayed here. I can’t find the answer now, so I can only ask the old scholar after I go out.

At this time, Xing Zhen was still full of doubts and continued to ask: "How many heavenly-grade swords are there in the cave? Where do so many swords come from? What are the uses for?"

I was so crazy that I hadn't seen a sloppy old man who hadn't seen wine for eighty years. I picked up the iron bowl and sniffed it hard, and I didn't have time to deal with the real problem of punishment.

After smelling it for a long time, I took a bite of the hot pot covered with chili oil, and then slipped on a sip of white wine.

The old man cherishes the hard-earned desire in front of him and drinks it all in one sip.

He took a sip along the edge of the bowl, and then the sloppy old man suddenly widened his eyes.

Unbelievable: "What kind of wine is this? I actually woke up a lot after drinking it."
To be continued...