Liu Zhengyang suddenly accelerated his pace and rushed into the depths of the tomb.

After all, even the most powerful monk was in the past, he would not be able to cultivate his tomb too much after his death. With Liu Zhengyang's current strength, as long as he could see the surrounding environment clearly, it would not take too long to go around ten or eight circles.

He quickly found the place where the tombs were used to place burial objects in the tombs.

When he found the place where to place the tomb objects, his eyes turned dark and he felt his head buzzing.

His heart is bleeding!

Although he had already made sufficient psychological preparations before coming in, knowing that the things inside must have been almost harmed by rats. But when he really saw that the things inside were damaged, he was still so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood, which was a waste of resources!

So many good things were wasted in the belly of a mouse!

Liu Zhengyang felt that even if he resurrected the damn mouse and then whipped the corpse ten or eight times, it would not be enough to eliminate his hatred. Now he even wanted to do whatever it takes to completely exterminate the whole world... no, it should be that countless rats in the multiverse would be completely extinct!

Otherwise it would be a waste of things!

"So, have we been in vain?" Liu Zhengyang said almost desperately: "Li Yang, have you ever found that your master is not of level? A powerful monk can't even prevent mice. Isn't it good to be a box that makes mice unable to break through and save things?"

Li Yang said awkwardly: "Strictly speaking, he shouldn't have thought so much back then, because he had never encountered anything like that when he was still alive. A mouse would become stronger because of this, and it was only afterwards."

"Whether before or after, I just know that I'm going to have a waste of time." Liu Zhengyang leaned against the wall as if he gave up and said dejectedly: "Our time is already very precious, and now we have to waste some of it doing such meaningless things. Can we really have time to improve our strength?"

Li Yang smiled bitterly, feeling a little guilty.

Because the reason why Liu Zhengyang came here was entirely because he led the way.

Although he had good intentions, it was also true that Liu Zhengyang wasted a lot of time because of his decision.

Even if Liu Zhengyang didn't mean to blame him, he felt embarrassed.

He quickly looked around, trying to make some remedies.

After sweeping around, Li Yang suddenly found a bookshelves placed in a corner.

In fact, this room was surrounded by bookshelf, and the walls on all sides were filled with alchemy-related books.

But as time passed, those bookshelf and books could not resist the power of time and had become dead, and the dust on it was piled up like the snow in the winter of the northern country. The bookshelf that Li Yang noticed was still intact.

When Li Yang looked at the surrounding environment, Liu Zhengyang naturally noticed his actions.

So he immediately discovered the strange bookshelf.
Chapter completed!