This magnificent and resplendent palace is filled with a lifeless atmosphere at this moment, like a mausoleum.
Qin Xuan was suppressed on the throne, and a terrifying whirlpool floated above his head, releasing extremely terrifying power, like a giant mouth of a monster that seemed to be able to swallow up all attacks.
Obviously, Qin Xuan was calculated.
No one can enter here without Xihua Ling, and Xihua Ling was given to him by the Holy Lord Xihua.
The answer is obvious, the person who plotted against him was the Holy Lord Xihua.
When he realized that this was a conspiracy, Qin Xuan's first reaction was anger and confusion. However, he quickly calmed down, his face became calm and calm, and he contained his aura and stopped resisting the power.
Resistance will have no effect.
The opponent is the Holy Lord Xihua. He is such a powerful figure. How can he, a junior Emperor level figure, escape from the carefully arranged chess game?
Therefore, Qin Xuan did nothing and sat there quietly, seemingly not caring at all about the situation he was facing at this time.
A moment later, a middle-aged figure suddenly appeared in the void. He was wearing a light gray robe and had long white hair, casually hanging on his shoulders, exuding a somewhat lazy and casual temperament.
His deep eyes looked at Qin Xuan on the throne below. There was no wave on his face, making it impossible to tell what was in his heart.
Qin Xuan seemed to sense something, raised his head and glanced into the void, and happened to meet the eyes of the middle-aged figure.
He saw a pair of extremely terrifying eyes. In his mind, warriors wearing armor appeared with very powerful auras, walking towards him. With every step he took, his soul seemed to tremble.
It was as if the soldiers were trampling his body.
But it only took a moment for him to walk out of the illusion. Obviously, the other party stopped.
"Holy Lord Xihua?" Qin Xuan asked. If he guessed correctly, the middle-aged figure in front of him should be Holy Lord Xihua.
The middle-aged man did not respond to Qin Xuan's words, but said calmly: "You are very smart, but you are also very greedy. You want to get my inheritance, so you are trapped here."
"Really?" Qin Xuan smiled sarcastically and said, "I'm afraid that's not the case."
The middle-aged man stared at Qin Xuan and heard Qin Xuan continue: "Even if I don't sit on the throne, you should have other ways to trap me."
"For example?" The middle-aged man showed a hint of interest.
"For example, those magical weapons, elixirs, and classics and Taoist treasures. If I guessed correctly, you have set up restrictions in them to trap me." Qin Xuan said calmly, as if he was just saying a sentence.
Very common words.
After listening to Qin Xuan's words, the middle-aged man couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. This man was indeed very smart.
"It's a pity that you knew it was too late."
Qin Xuan nodded slightly, he did know it was a little late.
Before that, he never thought that this would be a chess game that had been laid out for hundreds of thousands of years. He naively thought that the requirements of the Holy Lord Xihua had been met, so the Holy Lord Xihua handed over the Xihua Ling.
Let him unify the Xihua Islands and restore the glory of the Xihua Islands.
He thought that this was what Saint Lord Xihua wanted him to do.
However, this is just what he thought.
"I have a few questions to ask you." Qin Xuan looked at Saint Lord Xihua and asked.
"Tell me about it, but I may not be able to tell you the answer." Shengjun Xihua said lightly.
"First question, the dragon veins buried in the nine holy islands were actually laid out by you a long time ago, and you left a trace of your thoughts at the last level, right?" Qin Xuan said, this is what he just said
aware of.
It is impossible that the thoughts of Holy Lord Xihua are only in Huangquan Road on Shihuang Island. There should also be some in the third pass of the other eight Holy Islands.
"You are right. I planned everything back then and hid the nine thoughts in the deepest part of the nine dragon veins, waiting for the destined person to inspire them." Saint Lord Xihua nodded, confirming Qin Xuan's guess.
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"However, even though you have planned everything, you have waited for hundreds of thousands of years. Do you have any regrets at this time?" Qin Xuan looked at Holy Lord Xihua and asked again.
Before him, no one had reached the deepest part of Huangquan Road, and naturally no one had obtained the Xihua Ling.
If someone had done this in advance, he wouldn't have appeared here.
I saw a smile on the face of Holy Lord Xihua, and said to Qin Xuan: "It would be a bit hypocritical to say that I have no regrets. I thought that someone would reach that point in a few thousand years at the latest, but unfortunately I overestimated them.
, However, the final result is still good, fate has sent you to me!"
Saint Lord Xihua looked at Qin Xuan with a hint of admiration in his eyes, seeming to be very satisfied with him.
He had waited hundreds of thousands of years, but it seemed to be worth it.
"Huatian Palace was so powerful back then, and there were so many talented people, couldn't there be anyone who could satisfy you?" Qin Xuan asked again.
If Holy Lord Xihua wants to find someone with outstanding talent, he can just choose someone from Huatian Palace. Why do he have to pass the trial battle?
This would be too much trouble, and the waiting time would also be longer, which would take hundreds of thousands of years.
"I refuse to answer this question." Xihua Shengjun's face darkened slightly, as if Qin Xuan's question had touched his sore spot.
He once selected a person, who was his disciple. His talent was unparalleled and he was extremely suitable for completing this matter. However, that disciple refused and planned to leave Huatian Palace and travel around the world.
Finally, he killed the disciple in a rage.
Every time he thought about this, he felt very painful in his heart. If that disciple obeyed his words, he would not die, but would become the leader of Xihua and a giant who spanned the boundless sea!
"Last question, what do you want to do by luring me here with Xihua Ling?" Qin Xuan's expression was extremely solemn. This was also the most doubtful part in his heart.
Holy Lord Xihua has been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, and there should be only a trace of his soul left. What else can he do?
"Of course I will continue my long-cherished wish that was not completed back then."
A sharp look flashed in the eyes of Saint Lord Xihua, and he said in a very unwilling tone: "Back then, my cultivation had already reached the late stage of the sixth-order saint, and I even faintly touched the seventh-order level. I thought I could break through the realm in one fell swoop. Who could
Unexpectedly, I was unable to withstand the thunderstorm and was seriously injured, so I planned everything today."
"The late cultivation of the sixth-level saint!" Qin Xuan couldn't help but trembled in his heart. Is the Holy Lord Xihua so powerful?
If it were today, except for the four super powers and a very few ancient tribes, there should be no force with such a level of existence.
A thought suddenly flashed through Qin Xuan's mind. If the Holy Lord Xihua was still alive, what would the scenery of the Xihua Islands be like?
I'm afraid it's even more powerful than the Di clan!
"But what can you do if you only have a ray of remnant soul left?" Qin Xuan asked coldly. Even though the saint is powerful, he cannot go against heaven. A ray of remnant soul cannot take away another person's body.
"Who said that I only have a ray of remnant soul left?" Holy Lord Xihua looked at Qin Xuan, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which made Qin Xuan feel a little cold.
"I have already laid out everything. As long as someone comes here, my plan will not fail." Shengjun Xihua said proudly. He has always acted carefully and cautiously, how could he make such a stupid mistake.
Qin Xuan's eyes were full of confusion. Can the soul of a man who was defeated by the thunder calamity and been dead for hundreds of thousands of years still be intact?
This is so unreasonable.
Saint Lord Xihua glanced at Qin Xuan, seeming to see the confusion in Qin Xuan's eyes, and said with a smile: "Do you know what power I was best at back then?"
Qin Xuan's expression condensed when he heard this, then he thought of a possibility and said: "Soul power."
"You are really smart!" Xihua Shengjun praised and looked at Qin Xuan with great admiration. This boy is very similar to his former disciple, but he is much more obedient than his disciple.
"What I am best at is the art of the soul, and I have practiced a heaven-defying magical art that can divide the soul into thousands of remnant souls, and can also make the remnant souls continue to proliferate and restore the normal state of the soul."
Sage Lord Xihua looked at Qin Xuan and said, "Now, you should understand why I brought you here."
Qin Xuan's heart was filled with shock. Is there such a supernatural power in the world?
A ray of residual soul can also be restored to its complete state.
Doesn’t this mean that people who practice this magical power can live forever!
Simply appalling!
"You have a good talent, a solid foundation, and you have just achieved the Dao Emperor realm, so you are a pretty good candidate." Holy Lord Xihua looked Qin Xuan up and down, becoming more and more satisfied as he looked.
If you use this body to practice, the speed of practice should be very fast.
Qin Xuan looked at the greedy eyes of the Holy Lord Xihua, and seemed to be able to guess what the other person was thinking. The corner of his mouth suddenly raised a playful arc, and said with a smile: "It seems that you are already confident."
After Qin Xuan finished speaking, Saint Lord Xihua couldn't help but condensed his expression slightly, feeling that something was wrong.
This kid doesn't seem to be worried about his own safety at all.
"Do you think you can still escape?" Shengjun Xihua said in a cold tone, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.
Would he, a majestic sixth-level saint who has laid out his plans for hundreds of thousands of years, allow a junior emperor-level figure to crack it?
"Of course I can't escape." Qin Xuan smiled. He glanced outside the palace and said, "However, someone outside may come in."
"Outside?" Xihua Shengjun seemed to have heard a joke and couldn't help laughing loudly.
After a moment, Holy Lord Xihua looked at Qin Xuan with some pity, and said: "I have arranged a formation here. When you step in here, you are already in the formation, and all thoughts outside can't
After infiltrating here, do you think someone will come to save you?"
"Really?" The smile at the corner of Qin Xuan's mouth became stronger and stronger, and he said to himself: "Then let's wait and see!"