No body, no trunk, just a bare head.

"Can the Divine Book of Heavenly Dao detect where the treasure is?"

Liu Wuxie called out and asked the Divine Book of Heaven to come out and choose which one was the treasure.

The Divine Book of Heavenly Dao floated in front of Liu Wuxie. After some detection, it quickly landed on the bare head.

"Head?"

There was a trace of suspicion in Liu Wuxie's eyes.

The ghost eyes opened and he looked at his head again.

The strange thing is that the power of the ghost eyes cannot penetrate.

"Is the mystery inside?"

A bold idea breeds in the brain.

If you want to do it, do it, immediately use the ancient war sword, and chop hard at the bald head.

"Qiang!"

There was a burst of fire, and the seemingly ordinary stones turned out to be harder than ancient war rocks.

Seeing Huang Gu Zhanjian opening his mouth, Liu Wuxie felt heartbroken.

"The Heaven-Swallowing Divine Cauldron!"

A terrifying black hole swallowed the bald head in front of him.

"Calcined!"

Since it cannot be split, then repeatedly calcining it with magic flame will definitely dissolve it.

The battle outside is still fierce, and Immortal Emperor Shuiyao is in danger.

If it weren't for Huang Lin and others who wanted to capture Immortal Emperor Shuiyao alive, they would have defeated him long ago.

Liu Wuxie was extremely anxious. He could clearly hear the fighting outside.

A strange scene appeared. The bald head of the Ancient Warlord that could not be split open actually overflowed with a large amount of white liquid under the calcining of the demonic flames.

"What liquid is this?"

Liu Wuxie's consciousness sank into the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Cauldron, and the white liquid became more and more abundant, spreading to the surrounding areas.

As more and more white liquid spilled out, the bald head became smaller and smaller.

He stretched out his hand and a drop of white liquid fell on his palm.

I put it to the edge of my nose and smelled it, and I couldn't detect any smell from the white liquid.

Looking at the memories of the Meng brothers, they didn't know what these liquids were.

"Kakaka!"

After the white liquid melted, a slight clicking sound came from the bald head.

Putting down the liquid in his hand, Liu Wuxie looked inside the bald head.

A set of bamboo slips made of phoenix bamboo appeared in front of Liu Wuxie.

The method of making bamboo slips with phoenix bamboo has long been lost. Today, most of the ancient books in the fairy world are handed down from animal skins, because the storage time of paper is limited.

"receive!"

Liu Wuxie made a move with his right hand, and the bamboo slip made by Fengzhu fell into his palm.

Little by little, he opened the bamboo slips in his hand, and strange pictures appeared in front of Liu Wuxie.

The first time he saw it, Liu Wuxie quickly closed it. There were seven patterns drawn inside. Each pattern made his heart beat faster and his face turn red.

"Who made this painting? Just by looking at it, my body reacts."

Liu Wuxie said secretly.

He is also a master of painting, and the paintings he makes can reach the level of uncanny workmanship.

It is completely incomparable to the painting in the bamboo slip in front of me.

Real painting can penetrate directly into the heart and be implanted in your soul.

Take a deep breath and open the bamboo slip again.

I didn't deliberately look at the pictures inside, but looked at the text next to it.

In just a few breaths, Liu Wuxie almost lost his mind.

"The Seven-Stage Yin-Yang Technique is so exquisite. This is not an ordinary dual cultivation technique. There is actually a powerful domain magic hidden in it."

What ordinary people see is just a dual cultivation method.

In fact, this is not the case. The real Seven-Stage Yin-Yang Technique is a domain magic.

The specific method of practicing domain magic lies in the seven patterns.
Chapter completed!