It was an extremely violent roar.

The sound spreads the atmosphere and gathers into ripples and waves, forming rolling sound waves, like invisible waves.

Qin Xianyu protected his body with five-color smoke to resist the sound waves.

However, a blue shadow suddenly rushed into the wave.

This blue shadow is several feet tall, shaped like a tiger or lion, covered with long hair, full of fierceness.

Qin Xianyu held the five-colored Yanluo and couldn't stop retreating.

The blue shadow then ran out.

"Is it the mount of Lu Yang Tianzun?"

Qin Xianyu was quite surprised.

The original body of the blue jade lion statue?

Is it actually waiting here?

Qin Xianyu retreated one after another, flipped his palm and shot out the Six Yang Realm Divine Thunder.

The green jade lion was hit by thunder, white smoke rose all over his body, rolled in the air, and fell back into the treasure house.

Qin Xianyu's face was heavier.

Even though he was hit by the Six Yang Realm Divine Thunder, the Qingyu Lion was obviously not dead.

This green jade lion is mostly a mount of Lu Yang Tianzun, and his Taoist rituals are quite high. Because the life span of monsters is higher than that of those who practice Taoism, it has not yet died for hundreds of years after Lu Yang Tianzun's death. It is just that the monsters are wise and rude, without guidance from immortals, and have no extreme inheritance. Even if they live for hundreds of years, they have not made much progress. They are just much deeper in their magic power.

To this day, although it still has many life spans, it is already old and its remaining power is still there.

It may take a lot of tricks to defeat it, but the momentary movement has probably caused the rest of the cultivators who entered the cave, especially those with advanced cultivation, to be unable to handle it.

If you try your best to kill this jade lion but you are benefiting by a fisherman, it would be unbeautiful.

But he walked all the way and saw that the treasure house was here. If he wanted to abandon it and leave, he felt unwilling to accept it.

Qin Xianyu pondered for a moment, exhaled a breath from his mouth. In an instant, he transformed into someone.

This person is no different from his own family. He has the same appearance, the same dress, the same breath, the eyes are plain, and there are thunder marks in his palm. He carries an immortal sword on his back, which looks like the Shouzheng sword.

One qi transforms three purity.

"So wait here. Just look for an opportunity to hide..."

He found a place to cover his body, then sat cross-legged and started to use the baby-holding technique.

Another Qin Xianyu went along the corridor to another place.

...

The quiet room where you practice may not necessarily have the martial arts scriptures practiced by Lu Yang Tianzun, but it is very likely that there will be traces left by him when he was in seclusion.

For example, the traces left by the audition method, and the experience left by the soul.

So Qin Xianyu came here first.

The quiet room has formation protection.

However, although this type of formation is exquisite, it is not very large, nor is it an astonishing formation that moves the whole body with one blow.

Yan Di's sword technique has always been dominated by attack, and it is the simplest to face this type of formation protection.

Qin Xianyu emitted a cave sword light, and immediately broke the formation and smashed the door lock of the quiet room to pieces. The remaining power was not stopped, and it even penetrated the stone door.

There are indeed some traces in the quiet room, and Qin Xianyu doesn't understand them for the time being. He just glanced at him and took all his eyes into his eyes with his ability to remember everything. In the future, he will analyze them word by word from the picture in his mind, understand their experiences, and use them to replenish their thoughts.

He originally thought that there should be nothing in the quiet room. So, he had just thought of recording the traces here, then left, headed to the main hall, or found a place to store the classics.

However, just as I left, I felt a little throbbing in my heart.

When I turned around, I found that there was something strange about the place where I was sitting in meditation.

The place is flat and there is no abnormality, but Qin Xianyu always feels very strange, which is an abnormal feeling derived from the innate Hunyuan Ancestor Qi.

He was silent for a moment, pulled out the Shouzheng sword, and slashed the bluestone at that place, thinning a layer, without any change.

Then another sword.

Another layer of bluestone was peeled off.

But this time, a wooden box was exposed.

The formation lingers on the wooden box, and the breath is gathered, and all the breath is gathered in the wooden box, and is covered by the formation. If it were not for the characteristics of the innate Hunyuan Ancestor Qi, it would not be noticed.

"What treasure is hidden so much, and what kind of treasure is hidden?"

Qin Xianyu reached out and took a look, put the wooden box on his hand. After looking carefully, he found that the formations above overlapped. Unless there are people with profound attainments in the formation, it is difficult to break the formation.

Because of the old Taoist Xu, Qin Xianyu had a good understanding and had eyes similar to those of the butcher Ding, he could see the various patterns of this formation, but he felt that it was extremely complicated. If he wanted to sort it out one by one and find a path that could correctly open the wooden box, it was really very laborious, and it was not something that could be done in a short period of time.

He has the light of the cave sword, and he can certainly break the formation, but this formation is different from the one guarding the gate. He doesn't know what is inside. If the formation is broken, the remaining power will be turbulent and destroy the things inside, wouldn't it be a pity?

If the formation connects things inside, once the formation changes and things inside are damaged, even if there are thoughts in the heart, it will become a fantasy.

"This thing must be extraordinary, so I will collect it first."

Qin Xianyu flipped through the wooden box and wanted to put it in the jade plaque, but suddenly he saw a word on the back of the wooden box.

Only the inheritance of this post can be opened.

"Only the inheritance of Lu Yang Tianzun can be opened?"

Qin Xianyu felt a little surprised, then put away the wooden box and left the quiet room.

...

There are no signs in Angeluan so far, and there are no traces of where the treasures are most likely to be stored.

Either he does not recognize the path of the Tianzun Cave, does not recognize the location and use of various courtyards, towers and palaces, or he has other plans to find other opportunities.

Qin Xianyu was more inclined to the latter.

The Angelan should have known the arrangement in the cave of Luyang Tianzun and also known the location of some treasures or inheritance, so he went to find what he wanted, perhaps the best things. And those things were hidden in a hidden place, not in the main hall, not in the quiet room, nor in the treasure house.

Qin Xianyu walked towards the main hall while pondering.

On the way, I passed a small garden.

Qin Xianyu suddenly stopped.

The small garden is full of mounds, each of which has a wooden monument inserted.

"Are these disciples or Taoist boys who are still in the pavilion?"

"Hundreds of years have passed, and before the cultivation has been completed, he has died and died?"

Qin Xianyu's heart suddenly became much heavier for some reason.

Most of the spiritual birds and strange beasts live long, even if they have a shallow cultivation, most of them live long. Among them, species that are already relatively long, such as turtles and snakes, even if they are only in the Qi training stage, can have hundreds of years of life, comparable to divine beasts. Moreover, those spiritual birds and strange beasts, who are of similar species, can also match each other to give birth to the bloodline of descendants and reproduce.

However, these people who don’t know whether they are disciples of Lu Yang Tianzun or predecessors of Taoist children, are just people who practice Taoism. If they cannot become immortals and attain Taoism, they will definitely die. Even if they can become immortals and achieve Taoism, they will only have five hundred lives. After that, they will be able to promote the golden elixir at least once every hundred years to maintain their life span. However, many earthly immortals often find it difficult to promote the golden elixir for more than a hundred years and cannot continue to extend their life span. So they gradually grow old and gradually fade away...

Qin Xianyu sighed.

He walked out of this small garden.

Next door, among the weeds in the corner, there was a figure leaning against the corner of the wall.

It was a white dead bone.

"It was him who buried his companions, and then he reached the end of his life, and his life was over, but no one buried him again."

A scene suddenly flashed through Qin Xianyu's mind.

The monks under the Tianzun of Lu Yang voluntarily stayed or were trapped here. After dozens or hundreds of years, those who had not achieved enlightenment passed away first and had their companions buried. Then hundreds of years passed, even the figures who had attained enlightenment could not resist the passage of hundreds of years and died in the years.

There is one person who silently buried his companions from his prime to his twilight years.

Until one day, the last person who was dependent on him died in the years, leaving him alone.

After he buried his last companion with a sad mood, he lived alone in the cave from then on.

The scenery here is beautiful, but I have seen it for hundreds of years. There are countless spiritual birds and beasts here, but no one of them is with me. He is the only one here.

Until one day, he visited all his dead companions and came to the next courtyard. He sat silently in the corner of the wall, and waited until the day after his life was exhausted, he died silently and gradually became a dead bone.

Then no one was buried.
Chapter completed!