If this drop of divine blood came from the Immortal Emperor, it would be terrifying. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In ancient times, the immortal emperor was known as immortal, powerful and incomparable, swept all directions, rarely encountered opponents, opened up the realm of immortality, and also controlled a sacred tree like Ganmu.

"The Immortal Emperor claims to be immortal, and he will never fall so easily, maybe this is just a drop of divine blood left by him." Hua Xu said again.

They didn't know everything in the stone coffin, they just kept guessing, but the Immortal Emperor had disappeared for countless years, and there was no news so far, where did he go?

He controlled the death of Ganmu, the death of his people, the scattering of the death, the immortal kingdom has long existed in name only, and yet, he still did not show up!

Was it delayed by events, or did it fall?

In ancient times, it was too ****, there were too many bizarre events, countless strong people quarreled, and the killing continued, and the story behind it was also confusing.

"They're eating sweet wood again." Yao Fan pointed to some of the undead and said.

There was some withered licowood on it, which had lost its medicinal value and turned into powder, and they did not want to give it up, and continued to devour it.

"You have also seen it, and it seems that all the sweet trees have withered and disappeared." Yao Fan also sighed, if he found Ganmu, then his hope of saving the people would be a little greater.

It's a pity that an immortal tree has been removed from the list since then.

Hua Xu and the others lurked cautiously, not daring to alarm the undead.

Ganmu is a sacred tree, since the immortal emperor controls it, there must be a way to plant it, but how to plant it, Hua Xu Shaoyu is still unknown, maybe there is a secret hidden in it.

"There's a creek here, but it's dried up." Hua Xu and the rest of them stood in a low-lying place, where there seemed to be a flow of water passing through in the past, and the stones in it were very smooth, leaving many traces, but now they have dried up, and the source has flowed far away.

Looking in the direction of the stream, the source leads to the vicinity of the stone coffin.

There, there are still a few sweet trees of different sizes, but unfortunately they still did not escape the fate of dying.

"Looks like this stream is here to nourish the sweetwood?" Hua Xu Shaoyu saw some fame.

The growth of plants is naturally inseparable from water and soil, even the sacred tree is no exception.

"This stream is famous." Hua Xu Shaoyu didn't know its function, but he never thought it was an ordinary stream.

"Is it Chiquan?" Hua Xu Shaoyu was surprised, "In this way, it must be Chiquan that nourishes the growth of sweet wood." But as the red spring dried up, the sweet wood also died, but why did the red spring dry up? Where is it going? ”

Feeling Hua Xu's remaining doubts, Yao Fan was also trying to recall, "The direction in which this red spring flows is my Wuxian clan, no wonder, no wonder ......"

"What, you're from the Wuxian clan?" Hua Xu Shaoyu simply didn't believe in his ears.

The young man in front of him turned out to be from the Wuxian clan, the head of the Ten Witches of Lingshan, which shocked Hua Xu Shaoyu too much.

The Ten Witches of Lingshan were the existence of refining immortal medicine for the emperor, but later, for unknown reasons, they broke away from the Queen Mother of the West and disappeared from it.

But now, a descendant of the Ten Witches of Lingshan is alive in front of him.

Hua Xu's eyes lit up, and he finally found a clue about the immortal medicine.

"I am a descendant of the Wuxian clan!" Yao Fan nodded, and did not hide anything, even if he didn't say it, the danger and negative clan outside would reveal his identity.

"If this is really Chiquan, I can now figure out why the undead people hate us Wuxian so much." Yao Fan's eyebrows soothed, and finally solved a great mystery, and this mystery has been handed down since ancient times and has been bothering the Wuxian clan.

The Red Spring flowed to the Wuxian Clan, thus making the undead people think that the Wuxian Clan stole the Chiquan and caused the Ganmu to die, which is why they hate Yao Fan and the Wuxian Clan so much.

"Brother Yao Fan, I have a reluctant request!" Hua Xu Shaoyu was a little embarrassed, and finally found the clues of the Ten Witches of Lingshan, he didn't want to let go of the slightest bit of information about the immortal medicine, so he put forward the idea of wanting to see Wu Xian.

He was able to survive, it is very likely that he relied on rare elixirs, and Wu Xian is a powerful existence that refines immortal elixirs for the emperor, and he can know all the elixirs in the world.

He also wants to unravel the secret group on him.

Wu Xian specially refined immortal medicine for the emperor, and he would definitely not die because of the exhaustion of his lifespan, so he believed that Wu Xian would inevitably live forever and exist in the world.

Yao Fan's expression was extremely solemn, and he kept shaking his head.

Wu Xian is a supreme existence, ordinary people, where can you see it.

Hua Xu laughed at himself and gave up, his strength is not equal, he will never have the right to speak, even if he meets, it is impossible.

"Brother Shaoyu, if there are other requests, I can agree, but this is the only one." Yao Fan was also slightly embarrassed.

"Well, that's fine." Hua Xu Shaoyu is not the one who is entangled.

The Wuxian clan is not as brilliant as imagined, and from Yao Fan's mouth, I know that the Wuxian clan not only has a relationship with the undead, but also has conflicts with the second negative and dangerous clans.

Hua Xu Shaoyu can imagine the days of trouble.

"However, from what I have learned, although the Chiquan flows in the direction of my Wuxian clan, our clan has never taken a drop of Chiquan." Yao Fan also felt a little wronged, and it was indeed not a taste to carry the black pot for so many years in vain.

"Is there another hidden reason for the drying up of Chiquan?" Hua Xu Shaoyu questioned softly.

The stone coffin is a sacred place guarded by the undead, and there may be an answer on it, but how to get closer.

The undead were covered in death, half-dead, half-alive, shaped like corpses, without much sanity, but once they approached their holy place, they would definitely be discovered.

"There's something here." Yao Fan found some jade slips, which were too old and the handwriting on them was blurred.

"It's astrology, but it's a pity that only half of it is left." Yao Fan almost screamed.

This is the territory of the Immortal Emperor, is this divination technique left by the Immortal Emperor?

One after another, Yao Fan and Hua Xu Shaoyu found a lot of jade slips, all of which were engraved on finger-sized crystal jade.

Some of them are only half of them, some of them have no handwriting left, and most of them have been lost.

Hua Xu Shaoyu knew these words, and after comparison, he found that this was left by an extremely powerful fortune teller, and even involved the great secrets of the ancients.

"There's a message here, yes...... Wu Xian? Hua Xu Shaoyu was extremely shocked, but he didn't expect to accidentally discover the divination technique left by Wu Xian.

The Ten Witches of Lingshan are not only the ancestors of refining elixir, but also the powerhouses of the divination line, and it is very normal to have divination techniques, but how could this divination technique be left here?

What does the Immortal Emperor have to do with Wu Xian? Or did the Immortal Emperor take the astrology from Wu Xian? And then left here?

"Is it the ancestor Wu Xian's?" Yao Fan lost his voice.

"Who?" Yao Fan's voice couldn't be controlled, which alarmed the undead people not far away, and suddenly, more than a dozen undead people came looking for the voice.

"It's not good, it's been discovered, there are too many undead people, we can't resist it at all." Hua Xu grabbed the medicine with a handful.

The undead found the figure of Yao Fan, all with red eyes and blood, and came to kill.

In their minds, the Wuxian clan is the culprit who stole Chiquan, and they vow to fight them to the death.

"These jade slips ......" Yao Fan is still collecting scattered jade slips.

"Don't die!" Hua Xu Shaoyu took him away.

Hua Xu Shaoyu rode on the back of Cheng Huang, and Yao Fan controlled the flying sword and quickly flew out of the exit of the passage.