The inside is very simple, there is a small door, which divides the originally one rectangular room into two rooms, inside and outside.
The outer room is larger, obviously a living room, except for some simple tables and chairs and a tea set, it is empty.
Han Li scanned these things with his divine sense, and found that the materials used were quite rare, but they were useless to them, so he walked into the bedroom without stopping.
There are a little more things in this room, besides a light green jade bed, there is also a rectangular desk, on which there are several writing brushes, a light red inkstone and a stack of snow-white thin silk-like things.
Han Li raised his eyebrows, walked to the desk, grabbed the writing brushes and inkstone respectively in his hands and played with them twice, but then shook his head and put them down again.
But then he stretched out his hand to grab those thin silks, and unfolded them lightly with a flick, but there was nothing on them!
There was nothing unusual on Han Li's face. He put the tissue back to its original place, and after scanning the room carefully with his spiritual sense, he turned around and left without hesitation after confirming that there was nothing missing.
He didn't expect to have any big gains in this place where he waited to see the disciple's residence, so he wouldn't stay here any longer.
Besides, there are more than a dozen such houses, and the time is too tight, so it is impossible to look at each of them too carefully.
Just like that, Han Li quickly searched through more than a dozen rooms, but in the end he got nothing but a few jade slips recorded in an unknown ancient language.
These jade slips were randomly placed beside the bed in a bedroom, and most of them were not of any importance.
Han Li also put it away conveniently, planning to wait until he figured out the origin of these ancient texts in the future, to see if he could get some useful information from them.
After all, he is still very curious about everything in the Realm of Immortals.
He returned to the main hall with the puppet, and entered the side door on the other side in a flash.
After the same passage, Han Li arrived in front of another neatly lined house.
These rooms are completely different from the previous wing rooms. Each room is square, with only a small door and no windows. And all the rooms are completely independent, and there are more than ten feet apart from each other.
What made Han Li's heart jump even more was that the surfaces of these square rooms were all gleaming with silver light, and there were light silver runes all over them, which were the silver taddles he was very familiar with.
After staring at these rooms for a while, Han Li finally confirmed that these rooms turned out to be secret rooms dedicated to cultivation.
This discovery made him feel a little happy. Since it was a secret room, there might be something left by the previous people inside.
But looking at the densely packed silver runes imprinted on the surface of the small door, his expression became a little more dignified.
Generally speaking, magic circles arranged in places like secret rooms should mostly be sound-proof, prying-proof and other small restrictions. But after the terrible encounter at the gate of the main hall, he naturally wouldn't take it lightly.
But this time, he didn't let the giant ape puppet test anything, but put a few more layers of protection on his body, and the sleeve robe directly shook the stone door of a secret room.
A small cyan sword shot out, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a Zhang Xu Changqing rainbow, and slashed fiercely on the door of the secret room. He was ready to use brute force to forcibly break the restriction on the door without saying a word.
The door of the secret room shone with silver light, and a clear sound echoed from inside.
The silver light seemed ordinary, but the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword was abruptly blocked. The sword light cut on the silver light as if it had hit the water surface, but it couldn't break through it for a while, and could only slowly wear away the aura little by little.
Seeing this, Han Li felt relieved.
Sure enough, as expected, the ban on the door is not a counterattack type, and most of it is a very low-level small ban in the fairy world. Thinking about it, how could it be possible to place such a powerful restriction on these dozens of practice secret rooms lined up side by side.
He flipped over with one hand without hesitation, a black hill several inches high emerged, and flung it in front of him.
With a sound of "Boom", the hill was suddenly reduced to the size of Zhangxu in the black light, and smashed hard onto the silver light.
This time, the restraint on the door obviously couldn't withstand such a huge force. Immediately after the sound of Qingming paused, the silver light collapsed and disappeared.
With a flash of blue light, the door of the house was forcibly cut in half by the sword light, and fell to the sides.
Han Li put away the treasure and walked in with great strides.
This so-called secret room is only seven or eight feet in size, and it is extremely empty inside, except for a futon that is also woven with "carapace grass", there is nothing else.
In this way, there is no need to use divine sense to scan anything here.
Han Li could only sigh slightly, and after putting away the futon, he retreated out of the secret room.
There are still many such secret rooms, and he is not really disappointed!
Using the same method, he broke open another stone door, and the person walked in again, but after a while, he walked out with empty hands.
Just like that, Han Li broke through six secret rooms in one go, but it seemed that bad luck was shining, and he still found nothing.
This made Han Li feel unlucky in his heart, and at the same time, he didn't have much expectation for the remaining secret rooms.
However, when there was a loud "boom", the seventh secret room was also broken open. As soon as he walked into it, he let out a small sigh, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
This secret room is quite different from the previous ones.
The room is not only complete with tables and chairs, but there are three jade boxes of different sizes and two vials on the table. The most eye-catching thing is that there is a golden picture hanging on the wall.
The surface of the painting was shining with golden light, and he couldn't see clearly what was painted for a while.
When Han Li closed his eyes slightly, and then opened them suddenly after a while, the blue light in his pupils flickered, and finally he was no longer afraid of the golden light, and he saw the painting clearly, but his expression was startled.
I saw that the painting is densely packed, and there are countless golden flying swords with the same style.
These flying swords have different postures, big and small. The big one is like a giant sword holding up the sky, which gave him a terrifying feeling that it is tens of feet long, while the small one is only about an inch long. The pattern on the sword can be seen clearly, as if it is close at hand.
And with so many golden swords in the picture scroll, logically speaking, it should look abnormally messy, making it impossible for people to distinguish each other. But looking at this painting, each flying sword is lifelike, and has different breaths, so that people can see the differences at a glance.
Han Li was overjoyed by such a strange painting of ten thousand swords. He stared at the painting intently, his body motionless.
In just a moment, Han Li suddenly took a few steps back with a muffled grunt, as if he had been hit by some invisible force. But he immediately turned his head, and quickly moved his eyes away from the picture, not daring to look at it again, and at the same time, an abnormal bright red appeared on his face.
"The power of the divine sense is so powerful, it is as good as the real flying sword. If I am not proficient in flying swords, and the divine sense is also not weak, I am afraid that the blow just now will make the divine sense stronger. Damaged." After the internal spiritual power of Han Li circulated crazily in the meridians for a few times, his body seemed to be fine, but his face still had a look of astonishment.
However, after Han Li settled his mind, he immediately flipped over with one hand, and a stack of talismans of different colors appeared between his fingers. He raised it again, and suddenly more than a dozen talismans of different colors shot out one after another. After moving, they disappeared into the sword picture one after another.
Seemingly weird things happened! Colorful phantom runes appeared on the surface of the sword drawing, covering all the golden light under it, and shrinking rapidly.
The golden light emitted by the sword map was suppressed by the runes, and began to shrink reluctantly, and finally disappeared completely in a flash.
The phantom of the rune was immediately restored to more than a dozen forbidden talismans, which were firmly pasted on it, and all the auras on the sword picture suddenly disappeared, as if it had become an ordinary picture.
Seeing this, Han Li smiled slightly, and grabbed it with one hand.
With a "whoosh", the sword picture was torn off the wall and fell into his hands. With a flash of blue light, the painting immediately rolled up into a scroll and disappeared in a flash.
Only then did Han Li let out a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.
I don't know if this picture of ten thousand swords was drawn by the owner of this place, but after just a few glances, I can feel that this picture is really mysterious and unusual, and it seems to contain a mysterious cultivation method. It looks like a powerful sword art, and it also looks like some kind of divine mind secret technique, but what it is, he will naturally need to study it slowly in the future to draw an accurate conclusion.
Next, he walked up to the table, and with a flick of his sleeve, a cloud of green glow flew out, and immediately the lids of those jade boxes and vials flew away in the glow.
After his divine sense swept across it, Han Li frowned.
There were several talismans in each of the three jade boxes, and the surface was imprinted with complicated and unusual silver tadpole script, but the spiritual energy inside had already dissipated, and it was useless at all. As for the two vials, they were empty, and there were faint traces of spiritual liquid storage in them.
It seems that some kind of psychic liquid was originally stored in the two vials, but because of the poor preservation and the passage of so many years, they have dried up.
Han Li thought for a while, but put away those talismans.
These talismans are very different from the talismans in several golden jade books he knows, but it is worth studying and copying one or two.
Next, he searched the rest of the secret room again, but nothing was found, so Han Li withdrew without saying a word.
He didn't let go of the remaining secret rooms, but they were the same as the previous ones, and they were all empty.
When he came out of the last secret room, he walked quickly towards the way he had come without stopping.
Not long after, Han Li walked out of the entire side hall, stood on the platform outside the door of the hall, and glanced at the other two side halls and the mountain path in front of the main hall respectively, his face showing a look of contemplation.
At this time, Shi Kun and Liu Shui'er should be almost at the top of the mountain!