Zhao Xianzong, who went away with the sword, didn't know what happened to Qingyunmen. At the moment, he was thinking about where he was going.

If you can't enter Qingyun Gate, then the Zhuxian Sword will have no way to plan. What else is useful in this world to oneself? Heavenly Books are useless, although Heavenly Books seem to be very famous, but in fact they are not more than Erer.

That Zhang Xiaofan learned five heavenly books, and also had the three sects of Qingyun, Tianyin, and Ghost King Sect, and in the end, he only forcibly used the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and almost collapsed several times, which was far worse than that Xuanshang.

The Heavenly Emperor's Treasury is the best thing that he can obtain except for luck, but the Western Swamp is vast and boundless, and there is no doubt that he will look for a needle in a haystack without any purpose, and there is little hope.

But how can you be willing if you don't try! Now it is still some time before the four major demon gates besiege Qingyun Gate, why don't you go to the Western Swamp and try it?

As soon as the thought moved, Zhao Xianzong turned around and went straight to the west.

Traveling all the way, it is better to meet the city, see the town without stopping, and finally arrived at Dawang Village outside Daze in the west after a month.

Zhao Xianzong settled in Dawang Village and searched around Daze, because he didn't know where the Heavenly Emperor's treasure house was, so he could only attack in four directions, exploring hundreds of miles in each direction, if he didn't see the big tree that covered the sky, he would turn back, and so on for several days.

On this day, Zhao Xianzong walked with a sword, and he could feel it only two hundred miles ahead, the more the trees went in, the thicker they became, and when he reached three hundred miles, the big trees hugged by dozens of people were already everywhere.

I was happy to speed up and go forward less than ten miles, and I saw a towering tree rising from the ground in the distance, the body of the tree was extremely thick, and the height was more than a thousand feet. I am afraid that such a giant tree has been ten thousand years old, and I am afraid that some people will believe it if it is said to be a refinement.

Directly the sword fell on the empowerment of the giant tree, Zhao Xianzong's eyes closed slightly, and he let go of his mind to sense the location of the emperor's treasure house that day, and the divine consciousness that could envelop nearly ten miles could not envelop this giant tree at one time, and the giant tree was beyond imagination.

After changing his position several times in a row, Zhao Xianzong's eyes suddenly opened with a happy expression.

In the sense of divine sense, he had already found the entrance, and a dodge came to the stone gate hidden by vines.

Through the spreading cyan vines, you can still vaguely see the four gilded characters of the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure House. This word is not ink, not engraved with Zhao Xianzong's eyesight, for a while it is impossible to distinguish, how these words are written, it is really incredible!

Zhan Lu unsheathed and waved his hand, and cut off the vines above the stone gate. Collecting the sword and slapping it towards the stone gate~Boom~ The stone gate trembled slightly under Zhao Xianzong's palm, and even the giant tree under his feet swayed, but after a while, it recovered as before, and everything seemed to have never happened.

~Boom~Boom~...

Zhao Xianzong blasted out dozens of palms in a row, and the stone gate seemed to be shaking more and more, but it never collapsed, and it still stood there tenaciously.

Zhao Xianzong frowned slightly, the forbidden method on this stone gate was amazing. It stands to reason that the formation laid out by the peerless power will eventually turn into dust after countless years of loss, so it seems that this so-called "Emperor of Heaven" may not be a simple character.

Staring at the stone gate for a long time, looking at the huge vines spreading out from the four sides of the stone gate, Zhao Xianzong finally knew why the prohibition of this stone gate was so powerful, and also knew why this treasure house was built on this giant tree.

Suddenly slashed out several swords, and the sword body that was originally made of mortal iron was like a divine weapon under the infusion of cold mana, and dozens of vines with thick bowls broke in response. But before Zhao Xianzong could make a move, the rest of the vines meandered upward, and they were instantly connected to the four sides of the stone gate.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Xianzong smiled slightly, knowing that his guess was indeed right, and this time when he cut off the vines again, he suddenly stepped forward and hit the stone gate with several palms.

~Click~ The quaint stone gate that has survived for an unknown amount of time was shattered in response to the sound and turned into powder. Entering the treasure house, it seems that there are dozens of vines behind the stone gate, and it is these vines that are struggling to support behind the stone gate, as long as there is no force to shake the giant tree, it is obviously impossible to break the door directly with force.

The Heavenly Emperor's treasure house is not large, but it is only forty square, because it is in the body of a giant tree, even if the dust has been sealed for an unknown amount of time, the air is still fresh, and there is no smell of decay.

Looking around, Zhao Xianzong's eyes were slightly condensed. There is a wooden table in the middle of the hall, on which there is a wooden cup, on which the brilliance flashes, and the smell of a strange fragrance comes to the face, just a smell makes people feel refreshed and comfortable.

Zhao Xianzong stepped forward quickly, and in case of fraud, he didn't directly reach out to take it, but used his mana to turn into a cold hand and grabbed it towards the wooden cup!

It's just that just when Zhao Xianzong pinched out the handprint of the Incense Valley, the tree walls on all sides of the treasure house suddenly shone with golden light, and lines of big characters appeared.

Slightly startled, he fixed his eyes and looked at it, "Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs..."

This is the third volume of the mysterious Book of Heaven, but he has not practiced other books of heaven, how can he inspire the fate of this that should be Zhang Xiaofan? This is manifested when he used the Incense Valley Exercises, so doesn't that mean that the Incense Jade Book may also be one of the volumes of the Book of Heaven?

Firmly memorized the hundreds of words that came to mind and accepted the wooden cup with his hand, and before he had time to check the immortal medicine, Zhao Xianzong fell into deep thought.

Since coming to this plane, I have always looked down on the Book of Heaven in my heart, so I didn't go to the Ten Thousand Bat Ancient Cave to get the general outline of the Book of Heaven, but now I have a guess that if the Burning Incense Jade Book is also one of the Book of Heaven, then in this world, the Tianyin Gate holds the fourth volume, the Demon Gate holds the second volume, and the black-hearted old man holds the first volume.

In this way, almost all the sect exercises in this world are realized from this heavenly book. This is a bit terrifying, and what is even more incredible is that the exercises realized by different mental natures are also different. From this point of view, this heavenly book should at least be the practice method of the Yuanying monk.

Temporarily suppressing the speculation in his heart, Zhao Xianzong sat on the spot, took out the wooden cup and observed the immortal medicine, the wooden cup was not big and square, the immortal medicine in the cup was milky white, and from time to time there were green waves surrounding it. His mind slowly probed towards this immortal medicine, and he suddenly felt a huge vitality appear in front of him.

The sheer size of this vitality is so shocking that it seems that the ocean is boundless. Zhao Xianzong did not hesitate, stretched out his hand and counted the dots in the air, and a few drops of milky white mixed with a little bit of turquoise emulsion came towards Zhao Xianzong.

As soon as he opened his mouth to swallow, a surging force rose from Zhao Xianzong's dantian and rushed towards the limbs and hundreds of remains.

~Pain~ It is like the ten thousand insects devouring the heart, and the muscles and veins in the body are all broken under the impact of this huge vitality, and then they are restored to their original state under the huge vitality. In the process of destruction and repair, Zhao Xianzong's internal muscles and veins became wider and tougher.

This is different from the kind of moisturizing and silent when the qi luck healed the wound last time, it is obvious that although this immortal medicine is good, there is still a difference between heaven and earth compared to qi luck.

Half an hour later, a few drops of immortal medicine in his body were consumed, and the severe pain around his body was also lightened, and he looked inward slightly, Zhao Xianzong was extremely surprised, he never thought that he would help with these few drops of divine medicine, and his cultivation was refined again.

At this moment, the eight slightly condensed air masses in the body were rotating rapidly around the middle one. The nine air masses of the same size are all milky white, and it is obvious that they are one step away from the realm of the pseudo-Dan, which is also known as the Bao Dan, and only when they condense these nine air masses into nine entities of the same size, can they be regarded as entering the realm of the pseudo-Dan.

When you can combine these nine beads of the same size into one, it will be the day of the golden pill.