Chapter 2200 Passionate refinement of residual thoughts, Young Master visits the Heavenly Sword

Author: Mr. Tai Su

Chapter 2200 Passionate refinement of residual thoughts, Young Master visits the Heavenly Sword

Hou Xibai took a leisurely stroll and walked into the passage. The passage first stretched upwards diagonally for five feet, and then stretched downwards, and was quite steep. Surprisingly, the four walls of the secret passage were not covered with moss fungi.

The damp and dark plants and the air were so stuffy that it was suffocating. Hou Xibai turned to fetal breath, but it didn't matter.

You need to endure this turbid air and walk while holding your breath. After walking for more than ten feet, another stone was spit out. With a slight press, the sound of the gears turning was heard again, and another passage was exposed.

Hou Xibai didn't hesitate at all and stepped into it calmly.

Walking and stopping along the way, Hou Xibai would choose the most correct path every time without triggering a single trap.

Yang Gong's treasure house is the masterpiece of Lu Miaozi. It is extremely exquisite and contains all kinds of mechanisms. Even a master master will have difficulty escaping if he is tricked. But in Hou Xibai's case, these are all just decorations.

Hou Xibai was extremely proficient in the art of traps, and he could see through the falsehood and reality at a glance, perfectly avoiding all dangers, and entered the depths of Yang Gong's treasure house on a smooth road.

This is a wide sealed underground room with ventilation openings at the four corners of the roof. There are more than ten boxes that should contain rare treasures placed in a row on both sides. There are dozens of weapon racks against the wall, filled with various weapons.

But they are just ordinary goods, and they are all rusty and moldy. If you give them away, no one wants them.

This was a fake warehouse. Hou Xibai didn't bother to look at it. He stood directly in front of a wall. His true energy surged and he pushed it open. This was a living wall. After opening it, a long corridor extended forward. At the end was

The misty clear light of the night pearl.

Hou Xibai pushed forward, and after about fifty stops, under the reflection of three luminous pearls in the two rows on the left and right, there was a door blocking the way. There was no steel ring, only a round button, and the edges were fully engraved with numbers, forty-nine in total.

There is a red dot carved on the door wall above the grid and button.

This is a kind of button lock invented by Lu Miaozi. There are degrees engraved on the button, which is called the Heaven and Earth Lock. The sky turns to the left and the earth twists to the right. Hou Xibai's true energy shoots out from his fingers and sinks into the Heaven and Earth Lock. Hou Xibai suddenly

Knowing the structure of it well, he twisted the Heaven and Earth Lock with his palm, turning it twenty-one to the left and forty-seven to the right.

"Boom!"

There was a low vibration sound coming from the ground, and a series of "crunching" sounds were heard. The switch of the treasure house was activated again, revealing the secret passage leading to the east district treasure house.

Hou Xibai walked through the long corridor and came to a circular stone room. There was a circular stone table in the center with eight stone chairs. There was a map of the treasure house with pictures and texts on it, which also showed the relationship between the treasure house and Chang'an City on the ground.

Relationship. There are four ordinary wooden doors in this perfect circular basement, leading to the four treasure rooms respectively. There are also flints, firelights and paper coals under the table for lighting evenly distributed on the surrounding walls of the room.

Eight wall lights.

There are four stone chambers, each of which is a hundred paces wide. Three contain weapons and one contains treasures mainly made of gold. All weapons are packed in special anti-corrosion oilcloth bags and placed in thousands of sturdy wooden boxes. Roughly speaking,

It is estimated that there are more than 3,000 strong bows and countless arrows. There are tens of thousands of other weapons such as armor, knives, spears, swords, and halberds, enough to assemble a strong army of more than 10,000 people.

Hou Xibai was not interested in these treasures and weapons. He could not see these things being transported out by himself, so it was better to quickly search for the Evil Emperor's relics.

Hou Xibai looked at the treasury, moved his feet, held his fingers in his hands, and constantly deduced the location of the secret treasury where the Evil Emperor's relics were hidden.

Back then, Xiang Yutian handed over the Evil Emperor's relic to Lu Miaozi for disposal. Lu Miaozi hid it in Yang Gong's treasury without telling Yang Su, and established a secret treasury.

Hou Xibai's eyes flashed with wisdom, and a look of understanding appeared on his handsome face. He stood in front of the stone table, turned the left and right knobs, and the stone table sank, revealing a small space.

There is a copper jar placed in the space, which is airtight. What should be contained in it is the Evil Emperor's relic.

Hou Xibai reached out and made a move, and the copper can flew out and landed in his palm. He took a look, waved his left hand, and a stream of true energy flew out, turning into a sky curtain. He and the copper can were wrapped in it, isolating the inside and outside, and then he opened it.

Copper can.

Yellow light suddenly appeared, shrouding Hou Xibai in a strange dark yellow light. A yellow crystal as big as a fist was wrapped in the mercury liquid in the jar. The crystal seemed hard and soft, and the translucent interior was faintly visible, slowly.

The blood-red patterns flow like clouds and clouds, exuding a faint yellow light.

As a sacred object of the Demon Sect, the Evil Emperor's relic exudes an imperceptible wave that can be sensed by all Demon Sect masters, so Hou Xibai first laid down a layer of protection to isolate this kind of induction.

Hou Xibai's true energy poured into the mercury liquid, fished out the pale yellow crystal, and released his mental thoughts. He felt it carefully, and a bright light flashed in his sword eyes.

"So many dead energy and distractions should be the remaining obsessions of the evil emperors of past generations!"

Hou Xibai noticed that there were paranoid and extreme mental remnants in the Evil Emperor's relics. They were gray and could pollute people's spiritual thoughts. If you rashly absorb the huge essence in the Evil Emperor's relics, you would inevitably be affected by these mental remnants.

The Xieji Sect has a special method that allows people to absorb the essence without any hindrance, increase their kung fu, and extend their lifespan. Xiang Yutian relied on this method to live for hundreds of years.

If Hou Xibai wanted to, he could also deduce such methods, but he felt that it was completely unnecessary. The mental remnants of these evil emperors were fatal poison to others, but to him, they were the life experiences and wisdom of the evil emperors.

fruit.

When Hou Xibai thought of this, his mental thoughts were shaken, and all these residual mental thoughts were reflected into the depths of his soul.

The cold and evil aura quietly emerged, with a hint of chaos, madness, death, or bloodthirsty, gradually compressed and condensed into a gray and black mist, like a tangle of living poisonous snakes, in Hou Xibai

The depths of his soul are twisted and struggling, weird and evil.

The Demon Sect has always respected the strong, and only those with the highest martial arts are qualified to preserve the supreme Demon Dao's "The Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique" and the Evil Emperor's relics. However, the Xieji Sect has been able to keep these two intact for hundreds of years, which shows that through the ages

The Evil Emperor is all an outstanding master, or at least a master who has reached the level of master. There are even great masters such as Mo Yiming and Xiang Yutian who are outstanding in the world.

The life experiences and wisdom of these people are precious wealth. Hou Xibai's spiritual thoughts turned into a bright moon, and the silver light shone on these evil emperors' distracting thoughts. One after another figures emerged on the silver moon, which were the evil emperors of all generations.

The experience reappeared, just like showing a movie, with Hou Xibai as the only audience, savoring the past of the Evil Emperors of the Evil Ji Sect and savoring their life experiences and wisdom.

Even Hou Xibai took the initiative to put his spiritual thoughts into it, transformed into evil emperors of all generations, and experienced all their lives, including success, failure, joy, frustration, pride, and loss. The various lives made Hou Xibai gain a lot.

Small.

Hou Xibai's eyes were all as dark as ink, with the figure of the Demon King emerging in his eyes. He was surrounded by black energy, like nine ghosts, eerie, terrifying, strange and mysterious.

Hou Xibai withdrew his mental thoughts, and the black energy around his body retracted. His body seemed to have become a black hole, swallowing everything. Even the black in his eyes faded, revealing pure and bright black and white eyes again, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and lowered his voice.

vocal tract.

"The harvest is pretty good, and my self-created "Tao Heart Demon Planting Technique" has become a little more perfect!"

Hou Xibai looked at the Evil Emperor's relic again. The previous gloomy and mysterious feeling was gone. All the dead energy and remnant thoughts were refined by him, leaving only the huge essence, which exuded a breath of vitality.

Hou Xibai sealed it in the copper jar again, followed the way he came, and started to return.

By the time Hou Xibai got out of the wellhead of Xiji Garden, it was already the middle of the moon, and the cold and holy date was extremely cold. It was silent at midnight, and everyone had fallen asleep. Hou Xibai walked alone in the night, like a ghost, flashing several times.

If he is seen by a timid person at a distance of ten feet, he will be frightened to the point of becoming insane and his liver and gallbladder will be broken.

Wulu Temple, outside the abbot's Zen room, Hou Xibai stood in front of the door, taking the initiative to leak a trace of breath, startling the sleeping people inside.

Hou Xibai pushed the door open and sat on the futon. He looked at Shi Zhixuan with a gloomy face. He did not apologize for disturbing his dream, and said to Shi Zhixuan with a bit of pride and arrogance.

"Master, this is the second time this disciple has come, and he didn't even get a drink of water. This is not the way to treat guests!"

Shi Zhixuan's face was as dark as ink, and he glared at Hou Xibai angrily. The other party didn't care. In desperation, he had to walk to the table and pour him a cup of tea, but the tea was already cold and not even half hot.

Hou Xibai was not picky. He took the tea cup and drank it in one gulp. He exhaled a breath of white air and threw the tea cup in his hand. It fell silently on the table. He used the force with great force. If he was seen by ordinary martial arts practitioners,

, there was no need to let out an exclamation, but the two people present were both martial arts masters, and they didn't care about this little trick.

Shi Zhixuan sat on the futon opposite Hou Xibai. He was old and had a compassionate face. He had a pair of peach blossom eyes with a cold light hidden inside and outside. He asked in a cold voice.

"What do you mean you are here tonight?"

It was clear that Hou Xibai had just left tomorrow, but he took the liberty to disturb him again tonight. If Shi Zhixuan hadn't known that he couldn't defeat Hou Xibai, he would have taken action long ago.

Hou Xibai looked at Shi Zhixuan who was extremely impatient, and without rambling, he took out the clay pot from his sleeve with his right hand, placed it gently on the floor, looked at Shi Zhixuan calmly, and said softly.

"The Evil Emperor's relics have been delivered!"

"Master Shi won't forget what he said during the day, right?"

A look of shock appeared on Shi Zhixuan's face, and two bright rays of light shot out from his eyes. The afterimage flashed, and the copper can fell into Shi Zhixuan's hands. His eyes were full of heat, and he stared at the copper can, gradually becoming excited.

I stood up, my whole body was trembling, my face was flushed, my breathing was rapid, and there were even beads of sweat on my forehead.

Over the years, Shi Zhixuan has been deeply troubled by split personality. Sometimes he is compassionate, sometimes hard-hearted, sometimes sentimental, sometimes cold and cruel, sometimes a loving father, a madman, a devil, or...

Holy monk, who knows how he survived these years? It was extremely difficult.

"The evil emperor's relic finally fell into my hands!"

Shi Zhixuan did not open the copper jar immediately. The Evil Emperor's relics would emit an invisible wave that could be sensed by all magic masters and even Buddhist masters within a radius of dozens of miles. This was Chang'an, and I don't know how many Buddhas were hidden there.

A master of the two ways of magic.

Shi Zhixuan needs to find a secret place to absorb the huge essence from the evil emperor's relics, use the powerful essence to forcefully enter the realm of the Grand Master, use the transformation of the realm breakthrough to make up for the flaws in his state of mind, and return to a perfect state.

This process requires absolute silence and safety.

Shi Zhixuan put the copper pot in his hand into his sleeve and looked at Hou Xibai with burning eyes. Doubt flashed across his passionate peach eyes and he asked questioningly.

"During the day, didn't you say that the Evil Emperor's relics were not in your hands?"

Shi Zhixuan was very sure that what was sealed in the copper jar was the Evil Emperor's relic. Hou Xibai wanted to form an alliance with him, and would never deceive him with a fake Evil Emperor's relic. It had no meaning, and would even be self-defeating, causing the two to turn against each other.

, there is no longer the possibility of alliance and cooperation.

Hou Xibai is a smart man and would never do such an unwise move. After hearing Shi Zhixuan's inquiry, he said bluntly.

"Yang Gong's treasure house is in Chang'an City. It is the masterpiece of Lu Miaozi's civil engineering skills!"

"You can stop the footsteps of everyone in the world, but you can't stop my footsteps!"

Shi Zhixuan was surprised. Hearing the meaning of Hou Xibai's words, he broke into Yang Gong's treasury today and found the Evil Emperor's relic.

Is it possible to enter Yang Gong's treasury in this way? He had been hiding in Chang'an for more than ten years and never knew the entrance to Yang Gong's treasury. However, Hou Xibai spent less than a day to bring out the Evil Emperor's relics.
To be continued...