Qi Fan took Xue Ling'er straight to the incense room in the backyard of the main hall.
Looking at the rows of memorial tablets in front of her, Xue Ling'er had a strange look on her face. What treasures are there?
Then he saw Qi Fan step forward and take down the whisk that was placed on the top. After groping for a while, he showed a suspicious look.
I thought to myself, 'There is no mechanism? How to open this secret room?'
Seeing this, Xue Ling'er couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing?"
"You'll know later." Qi Fan looked back and smiled mysteriously.
Then, with a flash of consciousness, he could clearly see that there was a secret room in front of him.
There is also an extremely secret restriction that covers the secret room.
If Qi Fan hadn't expanded his spiritual consciousness today, he really wouldn't have been able to discover it.
After standing there and thinking for a moment, Qi Fan couldn't help but take out the sect leader's token.
If this token is useless, then some violent means will have to be used.
A secret room unexpectedly appeared next to the bed, which could not make Qi Fan feel at ease in any way.
As the spiritual power circulates, the sect leader's token emits a faint fluorescence.
Immediately, in the strange eyes of Qi Fan and Xue Ling'er, the token flew out of Qi Fan's hand and stopped at the position where the whisk was before.
Immediately afterwards, the portrait of the founder of the sect flashed with fluorescence, and a small token in the portrait's hand suddenly transformed in the air, and slowly merged with Qi Fan's sect master token.
‘Click’, in the surprised eyes of Qi Fan and Xue Ling’er, the stone platform filled with spiritual tablets slowly separated from the middle.
A stone staircase of about half a meter was exposed. The stone steps were covered with dust. Apparently no one had come in for a long time.
However, the two of them could still detect that the dust was even thinner in some places.
Although it is inconspicuous, it is very obvious in the eyes of the monks.
Qi Fan thought in his mind, 'These are probably the traces left by the people who came in before.'
After many years, there is naturally a little more dust on both sides than on the footing.
‘I just don’t know who this person is, is it Bu Shan or not?’
Immediately, Qi Fan and Xue Ling'er looked at each other with a look of surprise in their eyes. Who built this secret room?
Why does it appear in the incense room?
Qi Fan thought for a few breaths and said, "I'll go in and take a look first."
Xue Ling'er frowned slightly, looked at the somewhat dim secret passage, and said, "Do you want Lu Chen to come over?"
"It's okay, what else do I need him to do here? If I can't do it, he can't do it even more."
"You can wait here in peace. If nothing happens, I will call you again." After Qi Fan finished speaking, he waved a spiritual restriction to cover the incense room.
Make sure that what happens inside is not known to the outside world.
Then Xue Ling'er walked in with a worried look.
The unknown is always scary.
Even though Qi Fan prides himself on being extremely powerful, there are still many people who should be cautious.
Each foot stepped on the stone steps very lightly, not even a trace of dust was picked up.
A thin layer of spiritual power robes also appeared on the body surface to protect against unexpected events.
Slowly, Qi Fan's figure disappeared from Xue Ling'er's sight.
This secret room surprised Qi Fan. It didn't go too deep underground, and it only took a few breaths to reach the end.
Looking at what appeared in front of him, Qi Fan couldn't help but be confused, 'This can't be Bu Shan's private treasure house!'
After carefully walking around the secret room and making sure that there was no danger, Qi Fan turned around and shouted: "Ling'er, come down."
Hearing the shouting, Xue Ling'er slowly walked down.
Looking at the things in the secret room, he couldn't help but open his mouth and said: "It's really a big treasure!"
Qi Fan couldn't help but smile.
The entire secret room is only a few feet in size, and there aren't actually many things, just a lot of variety.
There are two boxes of spiritual stones, estimated to be around ten thousand.
In addition to Zhenzong Kungfu, Xuanyuan Zhenjue, Zongzong Technique, and Xuanqing Technique, there are also several good-level Kungfu techniques.
On the wall behind the exercises is a portrait of the founder of the sect.
Next to the exercises are various kinds of elixirs and elixirs, totaling nearly a hundred.
Among them, what Qi Fan cares about the most is the jade box placed at the top.
Inside, there was actually the 'Ming Ling Fruit' that Qi Fan coveted twenty years ago in the secret realm of Tianduan Mountain!
At the beginning, Tian Qing and Bai Hua took one of the three Ming Ling Fruits.
And because of Qi Fan, Xuanyuan Sect also received one!
Qi Fan was excited but also a little surprised. Unexpectedly, Bu Shan didn't eat it!
I have never discovered it, and I have just let this kind of spiritual thing stay here for twenty years!
Fortunately, it was preserved in a special jade box, so the efficacy of the medicine was not lost, otherwise Qi Fan would have regretted it to death.
This is the Ming Ling Fruit. It takes three thousand years to mature. It has effects on aura, body, and soul.
This was prepared for him by True Lord Xinghuo of Dongxu Realm!
With it, it is not a dream to break through to become a god in a short time!
Then you can break open the space nodes and search for the Ziyuan Dan earlier, and Ling'er's Dantian can also recover faster!
Qi Fan happily collected the Ming Ling Fruit. This was fate, and it finally fell into his own hands.
This can be considered lost and recovered, right??
Then he looked at the last four magical weapons placed on the wall, a cyan soft sword, an earthy yellow robe, a silver mirror, and a black dragon-wrapped stick.
The first three items are all middle-grade Xuan-level items, and the last dragon-wrapped stick is high-grade Xuan-level items!
Even though it has been here for who knows how many years.
These magic weapons are still shining with a cold light, showing off their own style to Qi Fan and Xue Ling'er!
Qi Fan waved his hand and held the dragon-wrapped stick in his hand. He had long felt uncomfortable with the sword, as it was too light.
Now holding the dragon-wrapped stick, I couldn't help but weigh it twice, feeling a little happy in my heart. This stick is not bad!
It weighs about three thousand kilograms. Although it is still a bit light, it is much better than these fallen leaf-like swords.
Then he looked at Xue Ling'er and said, "What are you doing standing around? You can choose whatever you want."
Xue Ling'er smiled and said: "I don't want it anymore. It's useless to give me these things."
Qi Fan was stunned and felt a little annoyed. How could he be so careless?
Seeing Qi Fan's appearance, Xue Ling'er stepped forward and comforted her: "What are you upset about? It's been so many years, I've long been used to it."
"Besides, it's useless for me to come. With you here, do you still need me to take action?"
Qi Fan exhaled, held Xue Ling'er in his arms and said, "Do you want to be lazy all your life?"
"Why not?" Xue Ling'er raised her eyebrows and said coquettishly.
Qi Fan suddenly laughed, "Okay, okay, don't say a lifetime, just ten lifetimes, a hundred lifetimes, it's okay!"
Then he added: "Then I will put these things away first."
"Um."
With a wave of his hand, everything was put into the storage bag.
Looking at the empty secret room, Qi Fan was in a good mood. This step up the mountain was a good thing!