Yun Chuchu came to Han Qing's side, holding one of his hands and leaning on his shoulder.

She was very proud in her heart, and the holy place of Feixue Palace, in front of her own men, had to grovel.

Mu Hanxin glanced at Han Qing and Yun Chuchu, and his heart was slightly sour, but that strange feeling was quickly buried deep in his heart.

"Han Qing, what are we going to do now?" Yun Chu Chu is here.

"Acquire what belongs to us, of course." Han Qing had a hint of excitement in his eyes.

A force like Feixue Palace, which had produced immortals in ancient times, will definitely have some good things handed down.

When Han Qing came to the treasure house of the Flying Snow Palace, he frowned.

In this treasure house, there were indeed some priceless treasures, but this still did not meet Han Qing's expectations.

"That's all?" Han Qing asked with a frown.

"Mr. Han, all the treasures of our Flying Snow Palace are here." Duan Yunyun was so frightened that she said in shock.

She couldn't imagine what kind of treasure Han Qing wanted, and the collection of the Flying Snow Palace couldn't even get into his eyes.

Han Qing searched again, but there was no treasure he expected.

This definitely shouldn't be, there were immortals in the ancient days of the Flying Snow Palace, so there must be a distraction realm, a merging realm, and a treasure left by the powerful people of the Mahayana realm.

But at this moment, Han Qing's heart moved and he understood.

Those treasures should not be in the treasure house of the Flying Snow Palace, but in another place.

That is the back mountain of the Flying Snow Palace, where all the powerful people of their past generations have been in retreat.

And for monks, if they are in retreat, then there is a high probability that they will die in retreat.

Well, the cave where they retreated, in fact, was their tomb.

Moreover, if it is a closed death, all the treasures will definitely be brought with you.

"Go to the back mountain." Han Qingdao.

Soon, Han Qing came to the mountain behind the Flying Snow Palace, and on the cliff of the back mountain, there were hundreds of retreat caves.

Those who are qualified to retreat here are at least in the Jindan realm.

However, in the Jindan realm, Han Qing can't look down on it now.

Therefore, he directly started the search from the top Mahayana realm and even the powerful retreat cave of the Tribulation realm.

Although the prohibitions laid by these powerful powers are very powerful, they have long been weakened by the passage of time.

Han Qing only had the Yuan Infant Realm, but with his understanding of the forbidden law, he was only possessed by a cultivator of the Immortal Realm Tribulation Realm.

Therefore, these prohibitions are full of weaknesses and flaws in his eyes.

It took Han Qing half a month to break the prohibition of the top cave mansion, which was a cave mansion with great power.

After breaking it, Han Qing saw that the Tribulation Power had already become a dry bone.

However, on this dry finger, there is a Sumeru ring.

Han Qing was overjoyed, and directly took off this Sumeru ring, and then his divine thoughts probed into it.

"It is worthy of the power of the catastrophe, although most of the resources have been used, but there are still a lot of treasures left."

Not to mention the treasures inside, this Sumeru Ring is much more advanced than the one in Han Qing's hand that he got from the Yuanying Monk's relics.

In this way, he spent another month searching all the caves that had been closed by the great powers of the Flying Snow Palace in the past dynasties, and the harvest was extremely rich.

Although the powers and resources of these closed realms have been almost used, Han Qing now has the resources to break through to the Distraction Realm, which has already met his expectations.

A courtyard in the Flying Snow Palace has become the new Holy Lord's cold heart for a month, and he is respectfully serving tea to Han Qing.

Han Qing took a sip of the teacup, then looked at Mu Hanxin.

Mu Han was a little apprehensive and asked, "Mr. Han, why are you looking at me like this?"

"Let me ask you something, do you know the three super families in the imperial capital, and what is their relationship with the Holy Land?" Han Qing asked.

"Mr. Hui Han, after I became the Holy Lord of the Flying Snow Palace, I got some information from the Holy Lord Decree, and the three major families in the imperial capital are with

Between the Three Holy Lands, as early as a thousand years ago, an ancient covenant was forged, and the Three Holy Lands sheltered the three major families, and after the three major families returned, they must also bring the Three Holy Lands." Mu Hanxin said.

"Return?" Han Qing raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, but I don't know where I'm going back?" Mu Han said in his heart.

Han Qing nodded, feeling that the three major families were becoming more and more mysterious.

"Didn't the Heaven Turning God Sect send a hundred bishop-level masters to kill this seat? You immediately contact them as the Holy Lord, and I want them to come and go." Han Qing said coldly.

"Yes, Mr. Han." Mu Han's heart was invigorated.

For so many years, the Three Holy Lands have been subject to the Heaven Turning God Sect in terms of cultivation resources, and they are very humble.

However, she now wants to eliminate this situation completely.

She wants to make the Flying Snow Palace a holy place in the true sense of the word.

Therefore, she has to follow Han Qing's steps step by step, only in this way can she use his strength to widen the road.

Fuqing Mountain, the endless primeval jungle has no end.

Han Qing and Yun Chuchu sat on a rock by a stream, lighting a bonfire with two pheasants roasting on it.

The two talked and laughed, and got tired of it for a while from time to time.

Next to it, there are backpacks and tents, and the two look like a couple who have come to the primeval jungle to adventure.

At this moment, behind the dense bushes not far away, a pair of viper-like eyes were staring at the two of them through the gap.

On a large tree on the other side, there were also people staring.

At the same time, there were pairs of eyes looking at the rest of the directions.

After a while, all of them quietly retreated.

"Lord Anthony, twelve o'clock, no problem found."

"Lord Anthony, three o'clock directions, no problem found."

"Six o'clock, no problem."

These people, one by one, came to a donkey-faced old man in the West to report.

Around this Lord Anthony, there were hundreds of people gathered, they were dressed in various armor clothes, holding various weapons in their hands, and their bodies exuded a terrifying aura.

"In this way, there is nothing wrong with the information from the Flying Snow Palace, but I didn't expect that we had been guarding near Spring City for so many days, but we didn't get it, it turned out that this pair of dog men and women came to Southeast Province to enjoy the mountains and rivers." Mistress Anthony sneered.

"Lord Anthony, if this kid dares to kill someone from our Heaven Turning God Sect, he must be cut by a thousand knives."

"We're ready to go."

The people around were all murderous.

Anthony's eyes flashed with gloom, and he said sharply, "Naturally, he will be cut alive, and now everyone obeys the order and immediately copies him from the four loaves of bread."

At this time, Han Qing and Yun Chuchu were holding a roasted pheasant and gnawing on it.

Suddenly, Han Qing raised his eyes, and his gaze flashed with a cold light.