What appeared in front of Yang Xuan was a huge cave. The top of the cave was like an inverted bowl, which was not very flat. I didn''t know what was inlaid on the top and the surrounding walls. It was like a little stars, emitting soft light, reflecting the whole cave, which was the size of more than half a football field, as in the day.


    In Yang Xuan''s sight, there was a flat and smooth ground without anything, but there was a half person high stone platform in the center of the cave, about the size of a basketball court. On the stone platform, there were eight dark coffins. In addition, there was nothing else.


    Yang Xuan''s breath was slightly short, because he had seen and felt the spirit stone.


    Yes, spirit stone.


    Under the eight coffins, a layer of spirit stone was dotted on the black stone.


    Yang Xuan swept away and reached the coffin in an instant. What he stepped on was the spirit stone he couldn''t find.


    The spirit stone was placed next to the coffin like that. It seems that someone deliberately placed it here for no purpose.


    Reach out and pick up a spirit stone. The surging spirit enters the body. A smile also appears on Yang Xuan''s face. The spirit stone here is of better quality and more abundant spirit than the spirit stone he got from the Yang family that day.


    However, then his heart began to doubt that the spirit stone here was deliberately placed here for some purpose. It was not naturally formed, that is to say, this forbidden area of the Juling sect was not the spirit stone vein he was looking for.


    Moreover, judging from the dust on the stone platform, these spirit stones should have been here for quite a long time.


    So, who and where did these spirit stones come from? Where is the real spirit stone vein?


    If all the aura contained in these spirit stones were absorbed by Yang Xuan, it would not be enough to increase his cultivation significantly.


    While thinking about these problems, he wanted to put the spirit stone on the ground into the storage ring.


    "Young man, you can''t take these stones." a voice suddenly sounded in the huge space.


    Yang Xuan was surprised. Under the surge of aura in his body, the whole person had suddenly turned around. The golden light appeared next to him and was ready to go.


    But the next moment, the person in sight made him hardly believe his eyes.


    Hemp clothes, hemp shoes, a ragged firewood knife across his waist, and his beard almost fell to his chest.


    It turned out to be the old man who couldn''t carry a bundle of firewood he met in the Juling sect before.


    The old man came slowly, stood under the stone platform, smiled and said, "don''t be nervous, young man, I don''t mean any harm, but you really can''t take these stones away."


    "Who the hell are you?" Yang xuanqiang was shocked, word by word.


    The old man smiled. There were several front teeth missing from his open mouth, and his words were leaking: "me? I''m just a woodcutter in Juling mountain."


    Firewood choppers in Juling mountain?


    Yang Xuan dispersed the golden moon around him. In his feeling, the firewood chopper in front of him was still a physical fetus, and his Qi and blood declined.


    But how can an ordinary old man who cuts firewood appear here?


    Yang Xuan squinted at him. After a long time, he suddenly said, "where''s the thief handsome?"


    The old man didn''t deny it, shook his head and said, "he''s not suitable to appear here, but don''t worry, he''s just brought back to the prison by me."


    Yang Xuan was silent. In the blink of an eye, he could steal a living man under his eyes, and put him back in prison in such a short time. He was shocked by his accomplishments alone.


    Humanitarian master.


    In addition to the master of humanity, he really can''t think of any accomplishments that can do this silently, even without Tao.


    And the humanitarian master of Juling sect


    Yang Xuan is not stupid. The identity of the old man is ready to come out.


    After realizing this, Yang Xuan took a deep breath, tried to calm his mood, walked down from the stone platform, and then respectfully hugged the old man and said, "I''ve seen you, master."


    The old woodcutter smiled and waved his hand: "where am I? I''m just a woodcutter. But my question is, what do you want these stones for?"


    With that, he went over and picked up a piece, looked left and right, and his eyes were full of confusion.


    Yang Xuan thought and said, "elder, I want to know where this stone comes from?"


    This is a problem he urgently needs to understand. If he can know the specific source and location of the spirit stone and the spirit stone in the forbidden area, he can not take it.


    Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that he had been caught in someone else''s forbidden area. The so-called catch the thief and take the stolen goods. Now he has caught the stolen goods.


    The old woodcutter sighed and said, "since you started to save bandit Shuai, I wanted to see what you were looking for. I didn''t think it was this stone."


    He then smiled and said, "if I didn''t put the key there, you think that little girl Qingqing could steal it?"


    Yang Xuan was stunned, and then suddenly realized.


    He thought Meng Xingping had helped him secretly, but he didn''t think it was the old man who cut firewood.


    Thinking of this, he had doubts in his heart: "senior, save bandit Shuai...?"


    The old man nodded and said, "although julingzong is not a big sect, it''s not that others come and go whenever they want, but I want to see what you want to do."


    Yang Xuan was silent. Even with his old face, he couldn''t hang up at the moment. It was a shame to think that what he did was under the eyes of others.


    He always felt that entering the forbidden area was too easy and freehand. Now it seems that it was just the arrangement of the firewood cutting old man.


    The old woodcutter looked at him with a smile and said, "now, can you tell me what''s the use of this stone?"


    Yang Xuan was silent for a moment. It was obvious that he could not say the real role of Lingshi, but if he made up a lie at the scene, others would not be fools.


    After thinking for a long time, he really had no choice but to say, "senior, this kind of stone is very important to me, but it has no effect on others or your sect."


    The old woodcutter said, "who says it doesn''t work? When I die, I want to rely on these stones to ensure that the body doesn''t rot. if you take all these stones away, not only I don''t have a suitable cemetery in the future, but even the sleeping body of the ancestors of the Juling sect will rot in two or three days."


    Yang Xuan was stunned. Can Lingshi still ensure that the body does not rot? He didn''t know that.


    But it''s not surprising to think about it. Reiki has various wonderful uses, which can ensure that the corpse is not rotten. It''s not so strange. His wood Reiki can do it.


    Thinking of this, Yang Xuan helplessly rushed at the old man who cut firewood and said, "senior, can you tell me where these stones come from?"


    The old man looked at him, shook his head slightly and said, "these stones have been here since the second generation leader of Juling sect. If you want to ask, ask the first leader."


    Then he moved his fingers and pointed to the coffin in the middle.


    Yang Xuan was speechless. If the dead could speak and the old woodcutter didn''t object, he would open the coffin and ask.


    "Since you don''t want to say, that''s fine, but you can''t take this stone. At best, let you take a few pieces of meaning." the old woodcutter smiled and seemed to be selling firewood and bargaining.


    Yang Xuan was impolite. With a wave of his hand, ten spirit stones entered his storage ring.


    The old woodcutter frowned. He seemed a little distressed, but he didn''t say anything.


    Yang Xuan hugged his fist and thanked him.


    "Ten stones, I''ll give you a hundred elixirs. What do you think?"


    The old man suddenly said, with a little voice and a smile on his face, but Yang Xuan thought that the old man smiled like a fox.