Huatian Temple stands in the central area of Huatian Island. Although it is not as grand and majestic as it was back then, it can still be vaguely seen that this was once a prosperous place.
I saw two figures falling in the void, looking towards the Huatian Palace in front. These two people were Qin Xuan and Feng Qing.
"Brother Feng, seal this place off, I'm going in." Qin Xuan looked at Feng Qing and said.
"Okay." Feng Qing nodded slightly, and then he sealed his hands, and an invisible wave of waves spread out, as if patterns shone out, as if a huge formation was created, integrated into the space, covering a radius of hundreds of miles.
All areas are sealed within it.
No matter what happens inside, the outside world will not be aware of it at all.
Then Qin Xuan stepped forward and walked into Huatian Palace.
The interior of the hall looks very similar to the outside. It has no dazzling luster and is dull. Even the walls and the floor are covered with cobwebs. Obviously, no one has set foot here for a long time. Even those who came here to remember the past have not entered.
here.
"If Holy Lord Xihua sees the scene here, I'm afraid he will feel very sad." Qin Xuan murmured to himself. Everything here was created by Holy Lord Xihua himself. However, because of his fall, he also went to
destroyed.
Qin Xuan stood on a long staircase that led to the depths of the hall. There were many palaces on both sides of the staircase, row upon row, with similar shapes. Without looking carefully, it was difficult to tell the difference between them.
Qin Xuan looked towards the depths of the stairs. His thoughts spread crazily without encountering any obstacles. He saw all the way to the deepest part of the stairs. There was still a palace standing there, but it looked ordinary and nothing special.
place.
"Where is the mausoleum?" Qin Xuan's eyes showed a hint of thinking.
The Holy King of Xihua said that there are things he left in his tomb, but there are many palaces here, and none of them seems to look like a tomb. How to find them?
Do you want to go in and see each palace?
With a thought in Qin Xuan's mind, the power of his thoughts became a little stronger. He wanted to penetrate into those palaces to observe. He could enter almost all palaces with his thoughts, but there was only one palace where an invisible force seemed to pull his
The mind is isolated and cannot enter.
"Um?"
Qin Xuan's eyes swept to a certain location, and his deep gaze fell on that palace. The palace was ordinary and ordinary, located in the center of many palaces. Moreover, it was very close to the entrance, so it was more difficult to attract the attention of others.
.
Generally speaking, most people will put their treasures in the most hidden places to prevent others from easily finding them.
Therefore, Qin Xuan subconsciously ignored the palaces near the entrance. He also believed that the mausoleum should be in the palaces deep inside.
Fortunately, he still covered all the palaces with his thoughts, otherwise he might have simply ignored this palace.
Qin Xuan's body flashed and he came to the sky above the palace. He stared at the palace in front of him and a powerful thought was released, wanting to pour into the palace again.
However, the ending remains the same.
That barrier seemed extremely powerful. Even if Qin Xuan released his thoughts to the extreme, he could not shake it at all.
"Could it be that we want to break in by force?" Qin Xuan whispered, and then the Heavenly Dragon Halberd appeared in his hand. The light of destruction activated, and the light of the avenue halberd filled with destructive power swept out crazily. The space was shaking, and there was a rumble.
Loud noise.
But at this moment, a golden light curtain appeared in front of the hall, like a divine wall. Countless magical lines were seen flowing on the light curtain, which blocked all attacks, but remained unmoved and was not affected at all.
Signs of destruction.
"This is..." Qin Xuan's eyes were fixed there, staring at the golden light curtain.
What a powerful defense, most likely holy level!
At this time, Qin Xuan was even more convinced that the tomb pointed by the Holy Lord Xihua should be hidden in this palace, or it might be this palace at all.
But, how to open the door of this palace?
Breaking in by force would definitely not work, he had already tried it, and it had no effect.
"Xi Hua Ling."
A flash of light suddenly flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes, and then he pointed his finger, and Xihua Ling emerged and shot straight towards the golden light curtain.
The moment Xihua Ling came into contact with the golden light curtain, there was a strange wave, and then a surprising scene happened.
Xihua Ling actually merged into the golden light curtain, and then a ripple appeared on the golden light curtain. This indestructible barrier disappeared little by little, as if it had never existed.
"It's open." A bright smile appeared in Qin Xuan's eyes, and then he raised his steps and stepped into the palace.
The moment Qin Xuan stepped into the palace, everything in front of him changed. The originally dim palace suddenly lit up with an extremely bright light, like a magnificent temple. Everything in the hall was clear.
It can be seen that it made him extremely shocked.
"That's..." Qin Xuan looked towards a direction in the main hall, his expression fixed there.
There, there are countless divine weapons neatly placed in one area. Each divine weapon is shining and dazzling, and is filled with powerful spiritual power fluctuations. Most of them are imperial weapons, and,
The grade is very high.
Qin Xuan seemed to sense something and looked in another direction. He saw many golden boxes placed there. His thoughts filled the air. When he saw the contents of the boxes, his expression changed again.
.
It's an elixir!
Dozens of boxes of elixirs!
There is also a place where there are rows of bookshelves. The bookshelves are full of Taoist classics. At a glance, there are at least a thousand books.
"this……"
Qin Xuan's mouth opened wide, and his face was filled with indescribable astonishment.
This is not a mausoleum, this is clearly a treasure!
There was a look of ecstasy in Qin Xuan's eyes. If he guessed correctly, the things here should have been prepared for him by the Holy Lord Xihua, asking him to use these treasures to unify the Xihua Islands.
Those magical weapons alone are enough to call on countless strong men to serve him. As for the elixirs and Taoist scriptures, they should be used to establish his power.
However, Qin Xuan felt that something was missing.
For people like Xihua Shengjun, the most precious thing is by no means the magical elixirs he collected, but his inheritance.
The strength of an ordinary saint is extremely terrifying, let alone an unparalleled figure like Saint Xihua, who can unify nearly a thousand islands. One can imagine how tyrannical his strength must be.
For such a strong man, how precious is his inheritance?
The person who owns the Xihua Ling is the co-owner of Xihua. When the Holy Lord Xihua handed over the Xihua Ling to him, he should have treated him as his successor. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to hand over such a precious thing to him.
Just leaving some magic weapons, elixirs and classics, it seems a bit casual and perfunctory.
Moreover, Holy Lord Xihua asked him to find a mausoleum, but this place didn't look like a mausoleum.
Thinking of this, Qin Xuan's expression became a little more solemn, and he looked at everything in the hall again. He had a vague feeling that he might have missed something.
After observing for a long time, Qin Xuan found nothing.
Apart from those three treasures, there seems to be nothing else worth noting.
"Is there a mechanism here?" An idea suddenly popped up in Qin Xuan's head. Could it be that the Holy Lord Xihua arranged a mechanism to hide the inheritance in the mechanism?
Qin Xuan's expression suddenly became a little weird. Although he felt that this idea was a bit unrealistic, there was no other way now. It was better to give it a try, maybe there would be some gains.
He walked around the main hall, reaching out and touching some places that might be organs from time to time, but there was no response. The main hall was eerily quiet.
At a certain moment, Qin Xuan walked to the central area of the hall, where there was a dark golden throne. However, the area around the throne was empty and seemed a bit awkward.
Qin Xuan's eyes fell on the throne, with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes. This throne should be where the Holy Lord Xihua sits. Does it have any meaning if it is placed here?
There are no statues here, could it be...
Do you want him to sit on it?
When this idea came to his mind, a strange look suddenly appeared on Qin Xuan's face.
To a certain extent, he is the descendant of Saint Lord Xihua. It would not be good if he sat on that throne, right?
However, in the future, he unified the Xihua Islands and became the co-lord of Xihua. His status was equivalent to that of the Holy King of Xihua. There seemed to be nothing wrong with sitting on that throne.
No matter how you look at it, the throne seems a bit redundant when placed there, perhaps there is something unusual about it.
It seemed that there was an inexplicable power that aroused the curiosity deep in Qin Xuan's heart. Qin Xuan's expression condensed, he no longer hesitated, and walked towards the throne.
His body slowly sat on the throne without any strange feeling. However, when he wanted to get up, there seemed to be an invisible pressure coming down on his body, making him unable to get up.
"Huh?" Qin Xuan's eyes suddenly flashed with a look of vigilance, and his body burst out with power. He only heard a sharp whistle, and countless sharp swords appeared in the void, stabbing upward, trying to
Break through that pressure.
However, the pressure released from the sky suddenly increased sharply, so much that Qin Xuan's body was unable to move at all.
In addition, a huge whirlpool appeared in the space, spinning continuously like a black hole, containing the terrifying power of the avenue, swallowing all the swords into it. In an instant, all the swords disappeared, as if they had never appeared.
Pass.
A terrifying edge flashed across Qin Xuan's eyes, and he vaguely guessed something.
This is indeed a mausoleum, but it does not belong to the Holy Lord Xihua.
It is a mausoleum prepared for him.
At this moment, many thoughts flashed through Qin Xuan's mind, and he felt terrible inside, as if he had seen the most vicious side of human nature.
From the very beginning, he stepped into the chess game set by others without knowing it, so everything that happened before him was completely beyond his expectation.
However, he was a little puzzled, how did he calculate the Holy Lord Xihua?