, your master can’t save you even if he comes.”

The voice of Master Niang Kui Nu came to my mind.

Xu Tong looked at his chest when he heard this, but didn't say anything. He really wanted to see what his cheap wife wanted to do.

Take out the prepared key, open the door, and according to Mei Du's instructions, walk to the third room on the left side of the second floor.

The door to the room was a thick metal door. Xu Tong tried to knock lightly with his fingers, only to hear two muffled sounds of "bang!". The iron door was solid and at least twenty centimeters thick.

If I don't use the Pure Yang Sword, it might be a little difficult to break open this door.

As for tearing down the wall to get in, that's even more unfeasible. The seemingly inconspicuous room is actually built entirely into the building with metal.

When Mei Du talked about this place, he repeatedly reminded himself not to use violence. This building seemed ordinary, but in fact it was a special trap.

The building has four floors. Except for the first floor, which is empty, the third and fourth floors of the building are all covered with lime and cinnabar. On the roof are two huge water storage tanks.

Although the building is very strong, if someone tries to open the door violently, the mechanism will be triggered, and the entire building will collapse in an instant, burying all the people underneath.

This design is extremely insidious. Once triggered, almost no one can climb out alive.

Xu Tong took out the key, entered the password, and the door slowly opened.

I saw the faint fluorescent light in front of me gradually lighting up the room.

In a room the size of a football field, rows of neat bookshelves squeeze the space into an extremely crowded space. Looking around, it feels like you are in a maze of books.

From ancient books to newly re-bound editions, almost all the books from the entire eccentric world are collected here.

Xu Tong casually took out a book from it, and he could recognize the three words "Golden Sword Art" written on the cover. When he opened it, it turned out to be a practice book specially prepared for executioners.

Xu Tong put down the book, looked at the serial number on the bookshelf, and moved forward step by step to find the past.

There are so many books here.

Three religions, nine streams, five flowers, eight gates, and four yin elements. Xu Tong took a casual look at the cover and knew that giving these things to those alien families would probably be enough to drive these alien families crazy.

These are the origins of their ancestral magic.

Ever since Master Xue Gui killed everyone in Beiman Mountain and dragged the old people from the old era with him, the inheritance of these strange families has been completely cut off.

Even if there are geniuses in the family, there is nothing they can do.

If the originals of these strange techniques were spread out, I'm afraid how many troubles would arise. No wonder they were kept so tightly.

"That's it!"

At this time, Xu Tong stopped and looked sideways at the third row.
Chapter completed!