The wood used in this bed is also extremely extraordinary. The purple hibiscus wood of millions of years, sleeping on this bed all the year round, is of great benefit to the martial artist's practice.

Mu Yun came to the bed and sat down directly.

He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the whole room until finally, his eyes stopped on the opposite wall.

There was nothing bare on the wall, but when Muyun looked at it, he only felt that this wall was weird.

Mu Yun came to the wall and probed carefully.

The old man Calabash saw Mu Yun's serious look, and he didn't care about it. Anyway, he had to take away all these thousand flame stones, and that bed, made of a million-year-old purple hibiscus, was definitely a good bed!

It is a waste of these things to stay here.

Mu Yun stood in front of the wall and looked at it carefully for a while, then suddenly, with his palm, he slapped a punch containing the power of thunder and lightning.

Keng...

The entire room, even the entire ancient hall, was trembling at this moment.

The old man Calabash next to him was taken aback, looked at Mu Yun, and complained: "Little brother, what are you doing."

Mu Yun looked at the wall and threw a punch again.

Keng...

One punch after another, the clanging voice kept ringing, and the ground even cracked.

The old man Calabash finally couldn't help it, and hurriedly said: "Little brother, little brother, if you want to ruin this place, wait for the old man to keep these Thousand Flame Stones intact?"

But Mu Yun said: "Look carefully."

"What are you looking at?"

The old man Gourd looked at the wall, bald, nothing.

"I blasted so many punches, this hall is about to collapse, but this wall is still intact, which is not right in itself."

When Mu Yun said this, the old man Gourd looked startled.

Yes!

This is not right!

"did you mean……"

"This wall may have something extraordinary." Mu Yun said immediately: "Or it is something extraordinary in itself!"

The old man Hulu hurried forward, groping for the wall, and then said: "You step back, I will try."

With that, the old man gourd took out the small golden shovel and started digging on the wall.

At first, the little golden shovel shined brightly, but as the old man gourd kept digging, the little golden shovel grew dim.

"no!"

The old man Gourd's eyes lit up.

The little golden shovel can't dig, which is enough to explain what Mu Yun said, this wall is extraordinary and true!

The old man gourd gritted his teeth and fumbled for a while in the gourd around his waist.

Soon, the old guy took out a steel drill.

The steel drill is one meter long, and the old man gourd seems to be very difficult to lift the steel drill, holding it in both hands, and chiseling directly towards the wall.

Boom...

咚咚...

After chiseling out again and again, the wall finally had ashes and began to fall off.

The old man gourd was so excited, he continued to chisel.

After a full half an hour, the old man gourd panting, handed the steel drill to Mu Yun, and said: "Little brother, I can't do it anymore. Come, you come and try."

Mu Yun took the steel drill.

Boom.

The steel rod fell to the ground, and the ground collapsed.

The old man Calabash hurriedly said: "This thing is made by Ten Thousand Years Six Profound Iron. It is heavier than Wanjun and extremely strong. Take care of it."

Mu Yun bent down and picked up the steel drill, only then did he really feel the weight of the steel drill, and his expression changed.

Very heavy!

The surface of the wall gradually fell off when the drill was chiseled out one by one.

After a full hour, Mu Yun stopped.

The wall is already chiseled off.

Mu Yun looked at him and raised his brow.

The old man gourd hurriedly put away the steel drill.

This old thing doesn't care about any baby.

"Still bare?"

The old man gourd said in surprise: "Could it be that you didn't chisel it, right? Try chiseling it again?"

"do not!"

But Mu Yun stopped the old man gourd and couldn't help but look at the smooth jade-like wall, and said, "This is the real face!"

"what?"

Hearing this, the old man Calabash was stunned.

At this time, Mu Yun stepped forward, condensing Dao patterns on his palm, attached to the stone wall.

At this moment, the jade stone wall flashed with light, and there were some ancient writings, which disappeared in a flash.

Mu Yun looked carefully, his eyes gradually let out light.

"This is really simple!"

The old man gourd's eyes stared out.

It’s not a waste of time to spend so much effort.

"Little brother, what is the trick?"

"What you said earlier...Meteorology!"

The old man Hulu jumped up with excitement.

"Meteorology, great, meteorology."

The old man gourd said with great excitement: "Meteorology is the core of the powerful rise of Xingtang. This technique slays all the same-level Taoist arts. Great, great, brother, look at it, which volume is it?"

"Could it be that all five volumes are there? That's a lot of money!"

Mu Yun looked at the record on Jade Bi, and then said: "The third volume corresponds to the Daohai God Realm level warrior!"

"Volume three? That's also very valuable, absolutely priceless!"

The old man Hulu said immediately: "Show it to me quickly."

But Mu Yun said with a weird expression: "I used the Dao pattern as a guide to expose the blindfolds on this jade bib layer by layer, looking at it word by word. This blindfolding method is extremely mysterious. Bi records."

"what?"

The old man Gourd immediately looked ugly and said: "Then...Isn't it why I didn't have to look at it?"

Mu Yun is a Dao Formation Master, he is not.

The old man Hulu paced back and forth anxiously, and then said, "Cut off the whole jade directly?"

"Try it, can you cut it!"

"good!"

The old man gourd does what he says.

Mu Yun is carefully studying the third volume record of Meteorite Art.

Dao Jue cannot be cultivated through oral practice.

The Tao Jue engraved like this is the content of Tao Jue in it.

After rubbing the low-level martial arts formulas, you can practice according to the formulas.

But Dao Jue, containing the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth in it, rubbed printing and word of mouth, is impossible to cultivate at all.

Only the true book can practice successfully.

Mu Yun could see that the record in front of him was the real one.

Even if he recorded the Dao Jue and relayed it to Elder Gourd, Elder Gourd would not be able to repair it.

unless……

He is so well-versed in his cultivation that he can pass his own cultivation understanding and Taoism to the old man gourd, and the old man gourd can learn it before he can cultivate.

But that was too much slower than looking at the real practice.

Mu Yun sat cross-legged, and directly began to try to cultivate according to the records in this real book.

The old man gourd was around the jade bib and took out one treasure after another from the gourd. The black shovel shovel, the purple gold rake, the gilded shovel, etc. were all taken out by the old gourd.

In just half a day, Elder Hulu had taken out more than a dozen Taoist artifacts and tried to cut the jade bi, but all ended in failure.

"How could it not..."

The old Calabash who had been working hard for a long time sat down on the ground and drank heavily, seeing that Mu Yun had already begun to deliberate, and his heart was distressed.