In a very large room, the space was quite spacious, looking full of ancient charm, yet it was one of the Yi family's best rooms.
Chu Mo just casually glanced around, then sat directly on the bed. Chu Mo sat cross-legged on the bed and placed the three martial arts manuals at the head of the bed.
Chu Mo took a look; this ancient scroll seemed to have been created by one person because the cultivation techniques recorded on it were all written in a single handwriting.
What surprised Chu Mo even more about these three cultivation techniques was that they were all pictures, with not a single word.
They were like those martial arts picture books, looking very ordinary.
However, Chu Mo felt that these three cultivation techniques definitely had something remarkable.
After all, Chu Mo had sensed a very distant aura earlier.
Yet, it seemed very plain at a glance.
