The two vermilion doors in front of him, made of some unknown sturdy wood, were three to four zhang high, making Zheng Fa feel somewhat insignificant as he stood before them.
He took a few steps closer, and the doors opened by themselves without any wind, soundlessly.
Inside the door, there were no traces of human decoration, but a stalactite cave instead. The interior was crisscrossed with strange rocks, walking among them felt like being in a somewhat magical rainforest.
Dozens of stalagmite-like rocks emerged from the ground, with various colored lights floating at their tips, evidently the treasure left by the former Jiushan Ancestor.
The number of treasures wasn't many; compared to the extravagantly large doors, they seemed rather modest.
The Jiushan Ancestor also entered the door, looking at those flowing lights with a bit of a sigh: "The old man left these ancient things, I haven't seen them in a long time either."
