Feng Qian couldn't help but sigh in his heart. "So many soul star stones, what a big deal!"

Walking all the way through the courtyard outside the Requiem Shrine, soon, Feng Qian was shocked again.

Before, he hadn't paid close attention to these flowers and plants in the yard, but now along the way, Feng Qian found that all these flowers and plants were elixirs, most of them were low-level elixirs of level one to three, and intermediate elixirs of level four or even five could also be seen occasionally.

This discovery shocked Feng Qian.

"This courtyard of the Requiem Shrine is simply an elixir garden! I wonder if I can dig up these elixirs?" Feng Qian thought to himself.

Thinking about it, but Feng Qian didn't do it, although he had the intention of digging up all these elixirs, but he knew that he didn't dare to dig until he knew if he could do so, if he was disqualified from getting the inheritance because of his greed, he regretted that it was useless.

The land of requiem is full of mystery, and the requiem shrine is even more so, the mysterious old man in purple robe is an example, who knows if he is secretly paying attention to himself, now the old man in purple robe has not appeared, but if he starts to dig these elixirs, and the old man in purple robe suddenly drives him out of the requiem shrine, it will be more than worth the loss.

Until now, Feng Qian had to be cautious, although he had the help of the Heart of Chaos and easily came to the Requiem Shrine, but he himself knew that he had only entered here after nine deaths, and if he couldn't get the inheritance in the Shrine because of this, it would be a big loss.

Feng Qianqiang endured the excitement and contradiction in his heart, and quickly walked to the door of the only palace.

The purple palace is ten zhang high, it is hundreds of square meters so big, the doors and windows of the palace are closed, Feng Qian saw that the main gate of the palace is three zhang high, and more than two zhang wide.

Feng Qian adjusted his mood and reached out to push the gate.

When Feng Qian's hand just touched the gate, he didn't use a trace of strength at all, but the gate suddenly trembled, and then slowly opened.

The gate opened, and the palace was not dark at all, Feng Qian stood outside the palace and clearly saw everything in the palace.

This palace is like a palace where ancient emperors and ministers deliberate, everything in it is purple, in the center of the palace, there is a high platform, on which there is a huge exquisite throne, and a wide, also extremely delicate table, under the high platform are dozens of tables and chairs, these tables and chairs are much smaller than the one on the high platform, and there is no such exquisiteness, and all the tables here are made of soul star stones.

Other than these, there are several tall purple pillars in the palace, and nothing else.

"And where's the inheritance?"

Feng Qian walked into the palace, looking at everything in the palace with a puzzled and blank expression, there is nothing here except these table cases, where is the inheritance?

Suddenly, when the corner of Feng Qian's eyes caught sight of the items on the high table, his heart suddenly rejoiced.

On all the tables under the high platform, there is nothing left, only there is something placed on the table above the high platform, Feng Qian guessed, the items on this table should have something to do with the inheritance?

In an excited mood, Feng Qian immediately walked up the stone steps to the high platform, and soon arrived at the huge table.

The things on the table, Feng Qian could see at a glance, there were only two items, a pen and a bead, and other than that, there were no other items.

Feng Qian saw that this was a brush, three feet long, the pen barrel was purple, the tip of the pen was black, it looked very exquisite, Feng Qian could clearly feel that it exuded a vicissitudes of life, and was full of endless murderous aura.

Feng Qian understood that this huge pen must be a very terrifying attack treasure, in front of the murderous aura it exuded, Feng Qian felt that his heart and soul were trembling, and he couldn't give birth to a trace of resistance, as if only its endless murderous aura was the eternal existence in this world.

Feng Qian suppressed the fear in his heart, and didn't dare to look at the huge pen anymore, looking at the bead on the side.

This bead is also purple all over, the size of a fist, and the same as that giant pen, it also has no halo on its body, it looks very ordinary, but Feng Qian also feels the vicissitudes of life from it, don't think about it, Feng Qian knows that this is also a treasure.

There was no murderous aura overflowing from the purple round beads, but looking at it, Feng Qian also produced a thick fear, and it seemed to exude magic from the Nine Hells all over its body, making people feel that their souls were not under their control, as if they were completely dominated by it.

Seeing these two items, Feng Qian's heart palpitated.

Feng Qian forcibly took his eyes off the purple beads, and at this time he was shocked to find that in such a short breath, his whole body was already soaked with sweat.

"What the hell is this huge pen and beads! Just looking at it, it has such power!" Feng Qianxin said, he felt more and more that the giant pen and the beads were not simple.

"There is only such a huge brush and a round bead here, where is the inheritance of the Requiem Shrine?"

Feng Qian didn't dare to look at the huge pen and beads anymore, and looked around in the palace, those two treasures were not simple, he naturally would not let them go, but he had to find the inheritance first, and after successfully accepting the inheritance, he would put it away.

But after searching for a long time, Feng Qian carefully searched every corner of the entire palace several times, but found nothing, and Feng Qian began to get anxious.

"Well, could it be that the giant pen and that bead are the inheritance of the Requiem Shrine?" Feng Qian thought to himself.

Although there is an anti-heaven inheritance in the Requiem Divine Palace, the old man in the purple robe did not explain what this inheritance is? How to accept this inheritance? Feng Qian can be said to be completely confused, he can only look for it without a brain, and he does not even have a goal.

In Feng Qian's opinion, since it is a inheritance, it should be a practice or a spell and a tool or something, which has nothing to do with the huge pen and beads!

After searching the entire palace, Feng Qian didn't get anything, so he had to shift his mind to the two treasures of the giant pen and the beads.

Feng Qian returned to the high platform again, and when he looked at the two treasures again, the previous sense of fear seemed to disappear.

Feng Qian was very puzzled in his heart, stretched out his palm, and gently grabbed the huge brush.

Holding this huge brush, Feng Qian felt that it was completely different from before, not only was the murderous aura on its body gone, but even the vicissitudes of life could no longer be felt, it was like an ordinary brush at this time, but Feng Qian knew that it was not simple, but Feng Qian couldn't understand what was going on?

After Feng Qian fiddled with the giant pen a few times, he threw it into the Tianhong World, and Feng Qian decided to wait until he got out, trying to see if he could refine this giant pen.

Since he couldn't find the inheritance, Feng Qian decided to move these two treasures, he put away the huge pen, and found that he was not teleported out of here, Feng Qian's heart was suddenly happy, he couldn't get the inheritance, and it was not bad to get these two treasures.

Putting away the huge pen, Feng Qian once again set his eyes on the purple beads, the vicissitudes of life on the beads also disappeared, and the feeling that made his soul tremble was gone, Feng Qian no longer hesitated, and reached out to grab the purple beads.

But the moment Feng Qian's palm touched the purple beads, the purple beads instantly emitted a very bright purple light, shining the palace that was already a purple one.

Seeing this, Feng Qian immediately withdrew his palm and stared blankly at the bright light emanating from the purple beads. The purple light became more and more bright, and after a while, a figure condensed in the purple light, he was covered in a purple robe, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, seeing him, Feng Qian was immediately shocked, this light and shadow was the purple-robed old man in the land of requiem.

"Haha, someone has finally come here, hey! It's still a little guy who has just cultivated, interesting! interesting!"

The purple light emitted, and the purple-robed old man in the light and shadow immediately looked at Feng Qian and spoke.

Feng Qian took a few steps back in disbelief, but his eyes did not leave this light and shadow, the purple-robed old man in this light and shadow could still speak, he was actually conscious?

Feng Qian opened his mouth wide, and only reacted after a while, and respectfully hugged his fists at the light and shadow: "Senior, junior, excuse me, may I ask what is the inheritance of the Requiem Shrine?"

Feng Qian already understood that this light and shadow was just an image, as for why the purple-robed old man in the image was conscious, he didn't know, he estimated that there should still be a chance to meet the purple-robed old man, and he would know when the time came.

The purple-robed old man smiled slightly, pointed to the purple beads on the table under the light and shadow, and said: "Isn't this my inheritance?" Being able to come here shows that we are destined, no matter what your strength is, this inheritance of mine will be given to you, and if you refine this requiem bead with soul power for a while, you will know what this inheritance is!"

Feng Qian listened carefully, and the purple-robed old man continued: "This is the image I left behind countless years ago, and this image is fused with a trace of my soul, so there is a little consciousness, you don't have to wonder." ”

"I died hundreds of millions of years ago, and I passed it on to you, I don't have any requirements, I just hope that you will succeed in cultivating in the future, if you meet a person named 'Nine Shadows Emperor', if you have enough strength, help me kill him and avenge me." ”

"Senior, you are already dead, isn't that purple-robed old man who looks exactly like you on the outside?"

Feng Qian was speechless for an instant, the old man in the purple robe was obviously alive and well, why would he say that he was dead, could it be that the old man in the purple robe outside was a ghost?

The purple-robed old man shook his head and smiled.

"You're talking about the Purple Slave! it's just a puppet that I refined according to my own model, and my intention in refining it is to manage the Thousand Illusion Space and help me find the inheritor. ”