In the Holy Mansion, Qin Xuan and Li Hongchen quietly sat in the mansion.
All around, the restrictions were faintly exuding an intimidating aura.
These are all sacred taboos, and if they are touched even slightly, a thunder strike will erupt.
"Come with me!"
Qin Xuan spoke indifferently, but he seemed to be familiar with the road, walking along the white stone road ahead. There were six forks in this road, and as his eyes could see, there were more and more forks, but Qin Xuan did not hesitate at all, and entered the second one on the left.
On the road.
"Changqing, are you sure this is the right path!?"
Li Hongchen's heart was slightly shaken, and the pressure emanating from the wisps of restrictions around him felt like a lump in his throat.
Qin Xuan said indifferently: "Yeah!"
He didn't explain much and walked forward in this holy palace.
This holy palace has a total of 372 houses and 17 pavilions.
It is not easy to find a piece of the saint's inheritance. Every house or pavilion contains some treasures or some kind of magical power.
Similarly, there are also restrictions in front of every house and pavilion.
This is the realization of the prohibition. Only by understanding the prohibition can one enter the house.
The Nanjiang Holy Mansion has been open for seventy-two hours. It is not easy for ordinary geniuses to understand several of the restrictions.
Even for beings like Emperor Beiming, who can understand more than ten ways and enter more than ten houses, it is considered the ultimate.
What's more, that saint's inheritance may not necessarily be located somewhere. It may be hidden in a grain of sand, or it may be hidden in a teacup...
It was by chance that Qin Xuan entered it in his previous life, and obtained some of its magical powers, techniques, and insights.
At that time, he had only made a fortune in Daluo, and he was not the one who gained the most in Nanjiang Holy Mansion.
The person who gained the most was the daughter of the Hunfeng Emperor, who received the inheritance of the Nanjiang Saint and realized the Holy Way. She went into seclusion for thirty-six years and became a Saint in one fell swoop.
Qin Xuan and Li Hongchen walked along this winding road one behind the other.
Behind him, there were faint figures entering the Nanjiang Holy Mansion. Looking at the many roads and large houses, they couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Some creatures are decisive, such as the three bloodline emperors, who directly choose the path to go. Watching the many people just starts to realize the prohibition.
After about a stick of incense, Qin Xuan walked deep into the holy palace. In front of him, there was a white stone path leading to a courtyard.
Qin Xuan walked to the end of the path and looked at the white stone path.
Immediately, he activated his immortal thoughts and entered the restriction.
Li Hongchen was a little confused behind Qin Xuan, but he still sat cross-legged in silence, waiting for Qin Xuan to break the restriction.
Before Li Hongchen could sit down, Qin Xuan had already opened his eyes, and the restriction in front of him was quietly broken.
"Let's go!"
Qin Xuan spoke calmly, making Li Hongchen's half-sitting body become stiff.
"This restriction is broken!?"
"Yeah!" Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent. He had been here before in his previous life, and he could easily break the restrictions, so it was certainly not difficult at all.
Immediately, he pushed the door open and walked in. In his eyes, the strong medicinal power was overwhelming at this moment.
Qin Xuan looked at the elixirs and the seven-color fairy soil, and the big black dragon gourd around his waist shook slightly.
"Bi Xi, collect the medicine!"
He spoke indifferently, and saw the Daluo Xuanlong Gourd suddenly enlarged, and a terrifying devouring power grew in the mouth of the gourd, collecting each fairy medicine into the Daluo Xuanlong Gourd.
Vaguely, there is an immortal medicine that has become a spirit, and he wants to fight for it, but Qin Xuan directly uses his immortal thoughts to kill its spirit without mercy.
Most of these elixirs are Daluo and Hunyuan elixirs!
Soon, there were more than 300 plants of this prescription of elixir, all of which were collected by Daluo Xuanlong Gourd.
Qin Xuan never let go of the seven-color fairy soil underneath it, letting Bixi swallow it all into the Daluo Xuanlong Gourd.
This seven-color immortal soil is the most precious, and it is even more precious than the more than three hundred immortal medicines.
Daluo Xuanlong Gourd swallows it, and if it is refined, it can go one step further.
It has entered Hunyuan. With this Immortal Land, it may not be able to enter the second realm, but it can be regarded as a big step forward.
In the courtyard, the entire medicine garden was almost exhausted, but Qin Xuan walked directly to a small house next to the medicine garden.
The hut is mottled, showing traces of time, and looks slightly shabby.
Pushing the door open, the interior of the hut is very simple, with wooden tables, wooden chairs, and wooden beds with murals.
Qin Xuan walked inside and looked at this simple hut. If it had been anyone else, he would have left after exploring it for a while.
Qin Xuan walked to the wooden chair and sat down. He quietly looked at the dusty teapot and teacup on the table and the seven paintings on the wall.
These seven paintings seem to be very ordinary. There are young men with swords and fast horses, traveling in the mountains and fields.
There is a woman laughing while picking tea, she is in a sea of tea.
There are also beautiful mountains and rivers that can be captured in one painting.
Qin Xuan looked at the seven paintings with indifferent eyes. Finally, he stood up, took down the painting of a young man with a young sword and a fast horse, and handed it to Li Hongchen.
"The inheritance of the Nanjiang saint is reflected in this painting. I feel so inspired!"
This sentence made Li Hongchen completely stunned.
"ah!?"
Li Hongchen was a little confused. He felt that Qin Xuan was fooling him.
The inheritance of the saint is hidden in this ordinary flower?
How can it be!
"If you penetrate it with your immortal mind and look for a ray of holy essence, you will naturally know it!"
Qin Xuan said calmly, "Hunfeng received the saint's inheritance from this room, and the saint's inheritance will naturally be in this room!"
He quietly observed everything in the room, only this painting was slightly different. The other Liufu paintings were all written on immortal paper and immortal ink. Only this painting's paper and ink were of the poorest quality, but it could survive here for such a long time and remain immortal.
Unless, it contains the holy aggregate.
Li Hongchen looked blankly at a painting in his hand. He followed Qin Xuan's words and penetrated it with his fairy thoughts.
Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and the painting in his hand gradually disintegrated into nothingness.
Finally, it turned into a sigh and entered the center of Li Hongchen's eyebrows.
Sighing, Qin Xuan looked indifferently.
In his previous life, he had consulted some information after leaving Nanjiang Holy Mansion.
The Saint of Nanjiang was just a mortal woman when she was young. She once had a childhood sweetheart, a boy, who was envious of the vastness of the world, the power of immortals, and the distance of the Tao.
One person, one sword and one horse, I am happy to travel alone in this southern region.
In the end, the young man died on the path to immortality, and the saint from Nanjiang also entered the path of immortality.
This time you step into it, it will last for hundreds of thousands of years.
Enter the fairyland and wipe out the hatred of the fallen young man with one hand.
Walking alone for a long time, I became an immortal and became a saint, hoping to find the return of the young man.
pity!
Reincarnation is incomplete, and in the end, it is impossible for the saint to see the boy of the past again.
"The world always believes in reincarnation, but if regrets can be easily made up for, that would be a joke in this world!"
"Only when you know that reincarnation is hopeless and there is no way to look back, can you realize how to cherish it. It's too late!"
Qin Xuan looked at the other Liufu paintings quietly, "That's just ridiculous!"
He spoke indifferently and stopped talking, waiting for Li Hongchen to wake up.
Two hours later, Li Hongchen looked at Qin Xuan with a complicated expression.
"Can it be inherited!?"
"Yeah!" There was a hint of sadness in Li Hongchen's eyes, as if he was sad for the Nanjiang saint and for himself.
He had been in the world of cultivation for millions of years, but in the end, even if he found her, she was not her. She was so similar to the Nanjiang Saint.
"After leaving this secret realm, go look for the stone spirit. You have already lost one!"
"Don't lose the second place again, idiot, just do it once and that's enough!"
Qin Xuan said coldly, "Go ahead. I am still looking for a holy medicine in this secret realm. I hope you can live up to this inheritance next time we meet!"
After Qin Xuan spoke, he left indifferently and continued walking deeper into the Nanjiang Holy Mansion.