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After the copper door opened, Ye Qiu stood at the door and took a look inside, his face instantly filled with shock.

At this time, in his sight was a huge building.

One hall after another is magnificent, like an underground Forbidden City.

Tens of thousands of tung oil lamps, just like the stars in the sky, illuminate the place as bright as day.

In the middle is a road paved with bluestones.

Ye Qiu was a little excited. He had a strong feeling that there must be something good in these halls.

He followed the road and came to the first hall.

Above the vermilion door hangs a bronze plaque with two words engraved on it -

"treasure house!"

Ye Qiu opened the door, and suddenly, he saw flowers and green flowers in front of him.

I saw all kinds of gems piled up inside the main hall.

Sapphire, ruby, emerald, golden-green cat’s eye, top quality Hetian jade…

There are even hundreds of natural luminous pearls as big as copper coins, exuding a charming color.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, there are gemstones of various colors.

Countless.

They were piled haphazardly on the floor of the hall, like garbage.

hiss!

Ye Qiu took a breath of air.

He couldn't imagine how much money they could get if they sold so many gems.

There is no doubt that it is an astronomical figure.

"Fortunately, these old guys in the Forbidden City are obsessed with cultivating immortals and are not interested in money, otherwise all these good things would have been lost long ago."

Ye Qiu secretly rejoiced, and then quickly left and came to the second hall.

Looking up, I saw two words engraved on the bronze plaque: Porcelain Warehouse!

"Is it all porcelain inside?"

Ye Qiu curiously opened the door. As he expected, the hall was filled with porcelain.

The first thing he saw was a pair of porcelain vases, about three meters high. They were as transparent as water. The white porcelain bodies were covered with blue patterns. They were elegant, fresh and full of life.

“Blue and white porcelain from Jingdezhen!”

Ye Qiu recognized it at a glance and couldn't help but marvel.

"Such a blue and white porcelain vase, no matter which museum it is in, can become a treasure, right?"

"If it were in an auction house, it should be able to fetch several billion."

"No, at least tens of billions!"

In addition to this pair of blue and white porcelain vases, there are also many bottles and jars, porcelain flower pots, porcelain bowls, porcelain cups, porcelain dishes...

Too many to mention.

Moreover, these porcelains are very exquisite and beautiful.

Ye Qiu casually picked up a few porcelain bowls from under his feet and took a look at them. He discovered that these porcelains were of great origin. They were all royal products from famous kilns. The emperor's reign name was also engraved on the bottom of each piece of porcelain.

Suddenly, Ye Qiu was attracted by a set of white porcelain tea sets.

He walked over, picked up a teacup and took a look at it, and found that it was a tribute from Ru Kiln during the reign of Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty.

"Good thing. You can take this back later and give it to the old man for tea."

Ye Qiu put down his tea cup, turned around and left, arriving in front of the third main hall.

"Arsenal!"

Ye Qiu felt a little excited when he saw the three words on the bronze plaque.

Weapons are inherently attractive to people who practice martial arts, just like peerless beauty is inherently attractive to men.

Of course, there are also warriors who don't like weapons, and they are a very small minority, just like there are also very few men who don't like women.

Ye Qiu couldn't wait to push the door open, and in an instant, a sharp aura hit his face.

It makes people feel cold all over.

Ye Qiu was not afraid and walked directly into the main hall. Looking around, he saw that the main hall was filled with large and small wooden frames.

On each wooden shelf, there is a weapon.

Swords, broadswords, spears, bows and arrows, meteor hammers, Fang Tian's painted halberd...

There are eighteen kinds of weapons.

There are thousands of them.

Ye Qiu looked at it and was a little disappointed.

Although these weapons are extraordinary, they are still far inferior to his imperial sword Chixiao.

Then, he left the armory and came to the fourth hall, which was the secret library.

This hall is the largest.

After Ye Qiu pushed the door open and entered, he saw countless secret books placed in the main hall. There was not even a bookshelf. They were just thrown on the ground and piled up like a mountain.

There are also some secret books placed in the wooden box.

It occupies an entire hall.

Ye Qiu estimates that there are at least hundreds of thousands of martial arts secret books here.

He picked up some secret books and quickly looked through them, and found that they were all top-notch kung fu from various sects.

If an ordinary person could practice one or two of these books, he would definitely be able to join the ranks of masters on the Tiger List. But to Ye Qiu now, these secret books were like waste paper.

Suddenly, dozens of wooden boxes stacked in the corner caught Ye Qiu's attention.

These wooden boxes are neatly arranged and have locks on them.

Ye Qiu walked to a wooden box, roughly unscrewed the lock, and opened the box. In an instant, a secret book appeared in front of him.

"Wudang Zhenwuquan."

Could it be that these boxes contain Wudang secrets?

Ye Qiu suddenly thought of something, quickly picked up a few more secret books, looked through them a few times, and found that they were all Wudang secret books.

Not only this box, but other wooden boxes also contain Wudang secrets.

"Presumably, this should be the secret book stolen from Wudang Mountain. It seems that what happened back then was indeed the work of the Forbidden City."

Ye Qiu thought about it and arranged for someone to send these secret books back to Wudang Mountain.

In this way, he fulfilled his promise to Taoist Chongxu and no longer owed Wudang Mountain any favors.

Ye Qiu left the secret library and came to the fifth hall.

Above the main entrance of the hall, there is still a plaque with three words engraved on it.

"Elixir library!"

Ye Qiu was most interested in this hall.

First of all, Ye Wushuang was in danger, and he wanted to find a way to save Ye Wushuang.

If he could find a peerless elixir here, then he wouldn't have to use the art of defying the heavens to extend his life.

Secondly, he is an excellent Chinese medicine doctor.

As a doctor, he knew very well how effective the elixir was.

Furthermore, in Ye Qiu's opinion, the Forbidden City is the most powerful force in the world and must have collected many good things.

In fact, his guess was correct.

After Ye Qiu opened the door and entered, the strong aroma of medicine hit his face. Looking around, he saw that there were medicinal materials everywhere in the hall.

Thirty-year-old medicinal herbs can be seen everywhere, hundreds of century-old medicinal herbs, and dozens of three-hundred-year-old medicinal herbs.

Unfortunately, no thousand-year-old elixir has been discovered.

There are many wooden shelves placed against the walls on both sides of the hall, and there are hundreds of mahogany boxes placed on each wooden shelf.

Ye Qiu opened one of the wooden boxes and found a pill recipe inside.

The prescription was written on kraft paper, and the handwriting was yellowed. It looked like it was from a long time ago.

There is also a seal stamped on the lower left corner of the Danfang.

Ye Qiu opened all the wooden boxes and looked through them, and found that every prescription was like this.

"It should be an elixir preserved by the ancient palace. Unfortunately, there is no record of an elixir for treating backlash injuries."

Ye Qiu sighed, left the pill storehouse, and came to the sixth hall.

"Huh?"

Ye Qiu exclaimed in surprise and found that the sixth hall was different.

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