Chapter 790

However, Feng Wuchen felt that such worries were completely unnecessary.

This Worry-Free Valley is a pure land belonging to the Feng Clan's royal family, and only those with the direct blood of the Feng Clan's royal family can open it.

Now in this world only he, Feng Wuchen, can do it.

Without his permission, no one would even want to set foot in this place.

Feng Wuchen took a deep breath, and took all the thermite out of the big box.

This is the inheritance left by the ancestors. The ancestors must have spent a lot of effort to get this door, as can be seen from the door lock with more than ten passwords.

He really didn't want to destroy a little bit if he could.

But now he has no choice but to ask the ancestors to forgive him as an unworthy descendant.

After pouring all the thermite on the far right side of the refined iron door, Feng Wuchen ignited the thermite with a magnesium strip.

Although Bai Yun had explained earlier in the morning that he couldn't stare at him, he still relied on his martial arts strength to take a quick look, but in the end, not only did he not see anything, but it also made his eyes hurt so badly that he couldn't help but confine himself for a moment eyes.

Because he was far enough away, his body was not harmed, but his eyes would be invisible for a while.

Feng Wuchen sat cross-legged on the ground, and after almost an hour, he slowly opened his eyes.

Before that, he had been exercising to promote the blood flow around the eyes, and now he could finally see a little bit, although everything in front of him was still hazy.

The fine iron gate was melted with thermite to create a hole. The hole was not big, but it was big enough for a person to bend over to enter.

After cleaning up the fine iron residue at the entrance of the cave, he bent down and entered the treasure house inside.

After Feng Wuchen entered, the candles inside lit up automatically, illuminating the inside as if it were daytime.

This treasure house has not been opened for more than 20 years.

Although Feng Wuchen's eyes were foggy and he couldn't see clearly, he could still feel the size and magnificence of the inside, surrounded by antique shelves, boxes, etc., and wooden signs indicating what was placed on them.

Feng Wuchen walked directly to the deepest part of the treasure house according to the little memory he had left.

There was a wall there that looked like a mountain wall, but with a groove in the middle.

Feng Wuchen stretched out his hand and bit his own finger, dripping blood into the groove.

In my memory, my father did this at the beginning. Although he was still very young at that time, he still remembered this scene very clearly.

It's a pity that he really couldn't remember the way to open the door at the door.

After Feng Wuchen's blood dripped into the groove, it was instantly absorbed, and the mountain wall in front of him suddenly turned into a light curtain.

Feng Wuchen hurried in, and found that there was a small room inside, and there were several special-looking boxes in the room.

He didn't open it in a hurry, but backed out, and he planned to come back tomorrow when he could see everything clearly with his eyes.

"Master, how's it going?" Mother Jiang hurriedly stepped forward to ask after seeing Feng Wuchen came out.

"It's done, I'll go in another day." After Feng Wuchen finished speaking, he walked directly to the bamboo house where he lived.

"Okay, after such a long journey, the master has just been busy again, so he must be hungry already, and this servant is going to make dinner." Mother Jiang said hastily.

"Don't trouble Mommy, I'll go by myself." Feng Wuchen said hastily.

He ate incomparably delicious food at Bai Yunyi's house for a month or two, how could he still eat these made by Nanny Jiang?

 【Chapter 5】

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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