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Chapter 55 Worship
Tiandu Arsenal is a huge building like a cube, as if it was cut from a complete huge stone.

Ye Cheng stood at the gate.

As the two guard eunuchs turned the two roulettes on the gate, accompanied by a slight vibration, the stone gate slowly moved towards the two sides, forming a gap that allowed a person to enter.

"Eunuch Ye, please come in."

A guard eunuch said respectfully.

As one of the most important buildings in the Taiwu Hall, the guardian eunuchs are all innate warriors.

"Thank you."

Ye Cheng said very politely.

Then he went in.

After entering the Tiandu Arsenal, Ye Cheng smelled a strange fragrance, which was very pleasant.

This kind of place must be specially protected from moisture and set fire to prevent mosquitoes, rats and ants.

After all, too many exercises and cheats have been stored, and a slight negligence may cause immeasurable losses.

The internal structure of Tiandu Arsenal was beyond Ye Cheng's expectation.

Layer by layer, extending in all directions, forming air corridors one by one, and the bookshelves for storing books are on both sides of these corridors.

All the air corridors are supported by thick pillars, connecting the upper and lower corridors through spiral staircases.

Looking up, I'm afraid there are no less than ten floors.

When he got to the edge of the entrance platform, he looked down.

hiss!
Ye Cheng couldn't help but gasped.

Because there is an underground layer below.

Judging by the height of the drop, I am afraid there are many layers.

It is also the same corridor structure, criss-crossing.

The structure of the entire Tiandu Arsenal is like a honeycomb composed of suspended corridors, spiral stairs, and supporting wooden pillars.

The internal structure of the entire arsenal is all made of wood.

Not a single trace of other metal can be seen.

Ye Cheng walked up a three-way spiral staircase.

This stairway leads in three directions.

One is down, one is up, and one is going straight forward.

In this position, there is a bookshelf with dozens of books on it.

Ye Cheng glanced at it, showing surprise.

Because these are search books in Tiandu Arsenal.

Due to the large size of Tiandu Arsenal, there are millions of various martial arts books stored.

If there is no search guide book, it is too difficult to find the book you want from the vast sea of ​​books.

Ye Cheng can enter and leave Tiandu Arsenal at will, but there is no need to be in a hurry, anyway, there is plenty of time.

He can even live here every day.

So, he flipped through these retrieval books.

For the next period of time, Ye Cheng would come to Tiandu Arsenal to read every day.

The main thing is to look at the notes left by various masters, which record their various insights and experiences in comprehending and using martial arts.

Yecheng has gained a lot.

Moreover, he also practiced a few martial arts and light kung fu, all of which are top-notch.

For example, lightness work - floating in the air.

It is said that this lightness kung fu came from the Thief Sect and was created by Li Fukong, the number one thief in the world thousands of years ago. It can cross rivers and rivers without any trace, and if it is practiced to the extreme, it can even cross a hundred steps in the air.

Therefore, floating through the air is known as the world's number one light kung fu.

Once practiced, you can come and go freely among thousands of troops.

This kind of peerless lightness skill is extremely difficult to practice.

At least this lightness skill is stored in Tiandu Arsenal, and there are very few practitioners.

After reading the information about this lightness skill, Ye Cheng understood why it was so difficult to practice.

The risk is too great.

This lightness skill goes against several important meridians of the feet, and if there is a problem, the legs will be disabled.

For a martial artist, if his feet are disabled, it is equivalent to losing [-]% of his martial arts.

So there are very few people who dare to practice.

And those who have practiced are almost all disabled.

In an extremely grand and luxurious mansion.

Ye Cheng stood in the courtyard, stepping on the Qi Qi Method.

But as he walked, he fell to the ground, sweating from the pain on his forehead.

Because the two legs were directly abolished.

This floating crossing is really not practiced by humans.

In just a few days, his legs were disabled countless times.

Every time the meridians are reversed, the tearing pain is simply indescribable.

That is to say, he has the Dao Fruit of Immortality and can restore his legs, otherwise, he would never dare to practice such light skills.

The more magical and unique the skill, the more difficult it is to practice, and the greater the risk.

Once there is a problem in practice, it is either dead or disabled.

"It's strange, I know that the method of zhenqi movement is correct, why can't it work?"

Ye Cheng sat on the ground, waiting for his legs to be repaired, and thought in his heart.

He closed his eyes, savoring the secrets of the mental method in Fukongduzhong carefully, thinking over every word.

All kinds of mental skills often use obscure and difficult words, and some even use codes in code. Because of this, some magical skills must be taught by elders, otherwise there is no way to learn them.

Ye Cheng guessed that there might be a secret code in this floating gate?

Otherwise, why can't I practice it myself?
At this moment, the side door was pushed open, and Shen Dacheng walked in carrying a load of things.

"My lord, everything is ready."

Shen Dacheng said.

"Well, let's go then."

Ye Cheng nodded and said.

Then, Shen Dacheng quickly moved everything to a carriage parked in the yard.

This carriage is quite luxurious, it was originally used by godfather Zhao Yinglian.

But after Zhao Yinglian died, Ye Cheng inherited all of Zhao Yinglian's property.

Even this mansion belonged to Zhao Yinglian, and it was later transferred to Ye Cheng's name.

It is much bigger than the house he bought before.

Of course, with Ye Cheng's current status, it is easy to make money.

But he is not interested in this either. Sometimes the money is too much to a certain extent, which is just a number.

Just what Zhao Yinglian left for him is enough to waste.

Ye Cheng got into the carriage.

Driven by Shen Dacheng, he drove out of the mansion.

More than half an hour later, the carriage arrived at Lingshan Mountain on the east side of Yujing.

This Lingshan is on the right side of the imperial mausoleum, opposite to Qishan.

Qishan is generally buried with high-ranking officials of the imperial court.

Only those who are extremely favored are eligible to be buried here.

Therefore, Qishan and Lingshan are, in a sense, used to guard the imperial tomb.

Today is Zhao Yinglian's death day, so Yecheng went to Lingshan to worship in front of the tomb.

He has been worshiping continuously for several years.

Every time, he burns a lot of paper money to his godfather.

Arrived at Zhao Yinglian's tomb.

Shen Dacheng immediately got to work, cleaning up the weeds on the grave.

Ye Cheng also arranged various sacrifices, and began to burn the paper money that was prepared one by one.

"Godfather, time flies. It's been five years in a blink of an eye. Don't worry, as long as you have time, I will burn paper money for you in the future. I guarantee that you will not be short of money underground."

Ye Cheng said softly.

After burning for a while, suddenly there was a sound of hobbled footsteps coming from behind.

There is also a strong smell of alcohol.

Ye Cheng looked up, and an old figure also came to the tomb.

It's an old alcoholic eunuch.

Compared to a few years ago, the alcoholic old eunuch is even older, and his body is a bit stooped.

However, the wine gourd is still in his hands.

"The old guy is so kind. Every year someone burns paper money for him. Hey, after our family dies, I'm afraid I won't have this kind of treatment."

The drunkard old eunuch said with a sigh.

Then he spilled the wine in the wine gourd on the ground.

"Old man, if you can be buried here in the future, the younger generation will definitely burn some paper money for you."

Ye Cheng laughed.

"Little eunuch, this is what you said, we take it seriously."

The drunkard old eunuch said.

"Of course, my godfather has been buried here for many years, and you, the old man, come to worship him every year."

Ye Cheng said.

"Haha, you kid has a bright future. When your godfather asked our family to help you, I didn't expect you to become a congenital martial artist without saying a word. If he knows it underground, he will be very pleased."

The alcoholic old eunuch laughed loudly, then took a sip of his wine, turned around and left.

Looking at his stooped but unrestrained back, Ye Cheng was deeply moved.

He could feel that the vitality of the old eunuch's body was exhausting, and he was afraid that his time was numbered.

As far as he knew, the alcoholic old eunuch was a generation older than Zhao Yinglian, not a hundred years old, but ninety years old.

After following King Jing for three generations, Zhao Yinglian was given the chance to be the chief eunuch of Prince Jing's mansion after being seriously injured and retired.

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