"I can go around here, I'm going a fork!"

Yan Kuan carefully observed for a moment, and found that he seemed to be going in the wrong direction, the other side of the cave he entered was the place where he went deep into the underground palace, and the section he walked now should lead directly to the gate, no wonder he would hit the sword grinding stone.

He quickly changed direction and continued to move forward, and the fairy music burst melodiously, more and more clearly into the ears, washing people's souls, making people thrilling and feeling a sense of comfort at the same time.

Yan Kuan walked down the stairs, stepped on the white jade ladder, and felt a kind of yin cold, this jade is a bit special, containing a trace of Taiyin qi, which makes him have the urge to practice cross-legged directly.

But he didn't stop now, but continued to move forward, and soon entered a vast underground palace, and suddenly felt the wind blowing in his face, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a creature swooping down, and the pitch-black claws grabbed his heavenly spirit cover.

"Poof!"

The gossip treasure box in Yan Kuan's hand exuded a divine light, although it was said that the powerful treasure in his hand could not exert much power, but it was still possible to deal with such a monster, and after the blood light burst out, a black shadow fell to the ground, and a bat more than two meters long fell to the ground.

"This kind of strange beast is very difficult to find in this era, that is, the yin qi is a bit heavy, and it needs special methods to concoct it to assist in cultivation."

The gossip treasure box in Yan Kuan's hand shot out a divine light and stored it in the space of the box, although this bat is a little disgusting, but it is not bad to be able to encounter this kind of strange beast in this era of the end of the law, and it can be regarded as a special resource.

Yan Kuan's inheritance of Emperor Yan naturally has alchemy, and among the thousands of strange prescriptions, there are also special treatment methods for this kind of yin and evil monster to turn waste into treasure, so this bat monster is a good resource for him.

"Woo Woo ......"

Yan Kuan was just about to continue moving forward after dealing with a bat monster, when suddenly a piece of black clouds swept in, it was that kind of bat monster again, or came in groups, he naturally did not refuse to send resources, the gossip treasure box flashed, and dozens of bats were all included in it.

After these bats were all solved, he walked smoothly to the end of this underground palace, and white jade stone steps appeared in front of him, continuing to lead to the depths of the ground, as if approaching the legendary cave step by step, the project is huge.

As soon as he entered the depths, Xianle rang in this place, and there was a row of chimes in front of him, all of which were sounding by themselves, and no one was striking them, and they vibrated on their own.

These chimes are very old and well-preserved, and have not been damaged for thousands of years, and they are the things that the monks have been tempering for thousands of years.

However, there are no traces of the road inside them, only a kind of thing similar to the spirit of the spirit, I think that the tomb owner was very fond of musical instruments, and the bell ringing was the imprint left by the tomb owner unconsciously.

Yan Kuan stayed in front of the chime and quietly admired the pleasant fairy sound, he didn't continue to move forward, because he was self-aware, the front was not a place where he, a little scumbag, could break in, even if there was a powerful treasure of the gossip treasure box, it was almost the same.

Yan Kuan sat in front of the chime, a pair of fiery eyes carefully perceived the further ahead, suddenly his vest was cold, and he felt the killing machine of Sen Ran, there were sword lights slashing in the void like a match, and various flying swords such as gold, red, purple, and blue split the sky.

This is a peerless killing machine, Yan Kuan is just looking at it from a distance, and a layer of small pimples will grow in the body, which is a super powerful way of flying swords, which is left by ancient sages.

These several sword lights swam in the void in front of them, and one of them was the most radiant, but it was the size of a palm, swirling and dancing in the air, while other purple, blue, and golden sword lights followed, wantonly splitting the void.

These are not real flying swords, but just a sword intent, the sword intent left by the ancient sages, just looking at it from a distance, it makes people's bodies want to split, and the power is enough to tear the void sky.

There are not many killing means left in this tomb, but only the sword grinding stone and the sword intent left here, it is not something that ordinary cultivators can bear, and the place where the sword grinding stone outside is in the way, there is no Dao Palace secret realm that cannot break through, and it is even more dangerous here, and the cultivators under Sendai dare to break through it is a death.

Yan Kuan was very aware of the danger here, so he naturally wouldn't break in casually, and the location of the Xianyin Chime was enough for him to plan.

His divine power flowed, and a pair of fiery eyes saw deeper, the place where the sword qi was raging was a stone room for sword practice, and there were seven palm-long scabbards hanging on the walls, and the workmanship was not exquisite, just simple animal skins, which were about to turn to ashes.

This ancient sage is very simple, and there are no malicious mechanisms left in the ancient tomb, and the Taiyin Qi and Bat Monster overflowing from the stone gate, as well as a few remnants of sword intent, can be regarded as dangerous.

These hide-like scabbards have decayed over thousands of years, and the slightest force can cause them to collapse on their own. However, after those scabbards were destroyed, the seven sword lights that were slashing vertically and horizontally in the stone chamber would also disappear, and then this supreme sword intent inheritance would also be completely severed.

Yan Kuan didn't use the power of the fire pupil to affect those animal skin scabbards in the air, because it would be too wasteful to do so, he was still very greedy for these sword intents, and if he had the opportunity, he naturally wanted to take it into his pocket.

Yan Kuan's gaze swept over the stone chamber into the depths, which was the burial place of the tomb owner, and it was also the goal of his trip, a place of flames, a tumbling sea of fire flickering in the depths of the tomb, the temperature in the tomb was terrifying, it was a sea of sun essence fire.

Through this flame, you can see that there is a coffin in front of it, which is wrapped around an ancient vine, and is buried in the deepest part of the tomb, making the light here blazing.

This is the legendary cremation coffin, and those who can use this method are all well-known figures, and ordinary people are not capable of arranging it, because it requires the essence of the sun, as well as a fire vine cultivated with the essence blood of a saint.

In the depths of the Sea of Sun Essence Fire, the ancient vine looked thousands of years old, its rhizome was like a dragon, and its leaves were like red gold, shining brightly in the firelight.

It is rooted in the fire of the sun essence, absorbing the nutrients of the fire essence, and relying on this growth, it can be called an almost dreamlike spirit vine, which is a treasure used to refine weapons and forge soldiers.

The seeds of fire vine are very rare, especially those that can be rooted in the sun essence fire, it is even more rare, it is the favorite of ancient sages, and many sages and strong people have chosen the method of cremation and autopsy before dying.

There is a saying in the ancient legend that when the sages and strong people learned that they were going to die, they would hang the last trace of yang energy in their bodies with the supreme yang essence of the fire vine, and bury them in the feng shui spiritual ground to be resurrected.