In the backyard of Zhennan Palace, Lin Xiuyuan jumped lightly and fell to the ground, without attracting anyone's attention.

At this moment, the sky is getting brighter, and this trip to the emperor's tomb took nearly a night.

Lin Xiuyuan didn't stay too long in the backyard, but went directly back to his bedroom, and after closing the door, he slowly took off his mask, revealing his slightly gloomy face.

He looked at himself in the bronze mirror, and stood silently, without saying a word......

This trip to the Emperor's Mausoleum, although he has not found the Chaos Mill Disc and is full of dangers, it is not without gains, at least the Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasure in his arms is enough to make up for it.

But at this moment, Lin Xiuyuan was not in the mood, and the conversation with the middle-aged emperor corpse was still echoing in his ears, and he was a little dull in his heart, even wordless anger.

Even though he knew since he was a child that Wu Xiu's lineage was now lonely and did not show the glory of the past, he never seriously thought about how lonely Wu Xiu was.

As a mortal person, the old housekeeper thinks that although Wu Xiu is also a monk on the mountain, he is not as good as other veins, and the Wu Xiu Liu Chuandong, who guards the emperor's mausoleum, did not hesitate to die to block Shen Jingchuan's actions, but in the end, no one said a word for him.

Even, the high-ranking Confucian sage watched coldly and turned a blind eye to this.

Lin Xiuyuan not only thought of the list of Juxian Societies that he had seen from the old housekeeper, there were ten of them, including the six great families, the two princes and the princess and emperor of Changyang.

However, among the ten families, there were only two martial cultivators on the mountain, including himself, and the rest were Confucian and Taoist cultivators.

But he knew that in Kyoto, whether they had traveled here or were born in Kyoto, there were many people who did not hesitate to put aside the face of their mountain cultivators and visit the palaces of major families and princes, just to get a place.

Among them, there are many martial arts masters who have reached the Qi Cultivation Realm, but in the end, only the Xue family was unable to come for some reason because of the Confucian cultivator invited before, and in desperation, they chose to admit it, and the rest were all rejected.

All of this comes down to the fact that there is no strong person in Wuxiu, and he has been suppressed by the people of the other three veins for hundreds of years, so there will be such a bleak situation!

It shouldn't be like this!

Lin Xiuyuan felt a trace of unwillingness and anger in his heart, but more helplessly.

At least at present, he has no way to solve it, recalling what his master once said to himself, the road of martial arts cultivation is a road destined to be bumpy, if he wants to go on, or even reach that admirable end, then he needs to be prepared to bear the corresponding suffering.

This kind of suffering is not only in practice, but also psychologically, and it is also in the entire martial arts lineage!

Lin Xiuyuan asked himself, is he ready for this?

Maybe not...

But as the master said, the avenue is at his feet, he only needs to move forward step by step, as for what will be encountered on the road, it is not for him to decide.

But the only thing he can do is to face it, as long as Wu Xiu's state of mind is firm enough, there is nothing to fear.

I stood in my room until dawn and didn't move all night...

It wasn't until the first rays of morning sunlight refracted through the window and shone on his face that Lin Xiuyuan finally walked out of his complicated thoughts.

The gentle sunlight seemed to wash away the last trace of gloom in his heart, he took a deep breath, changed his armor and cloak, and no longer thought about it, opened the door, and walked towards the back mountain.

In Xie Shui Pavilion, Lin Xiuyuan sat cross-legged, he finally took out the spar that exuded a multicolored luster, his brows furrowed slightly, such a thing, he had never seen or heard of the relevant news.

But Lin Xiuyuan could conclude that this thing must be an extraordinary treasure, otherwise he would not have had such a strong aura induction in his previous secret art perception, so that he mistakenly thought it was a Chaos Mill.

He couldn't help but be a little curious in his heart, but he didn't know how to use this thing, so he held it in his hand and slightly injected a trace of true yuan power into it, and he could see that the multicolored spar immediately flashed with dazzling multicolored light, which could almost reflect the entire attic.

At the same time, a wave of aura so dense that it could almost be seen by the naked eye continued to surge around the spar as the light emanated.

What a rich aura of heaven and earth!

Lin Xiuyuan's heart was slightly shocked, such a rich aura of heaven and earth, for the first time in so many years, he had seen it, and this was only because the multicolored spar was touched and inadvertently escaped.

He played with the colorful spar in his hand, and his heart was also very happy, this spar obviously has a very strong aura of heaven and earth, if he can absorb it, then the cultivation of innate true intent, it must be the effect of twice the result with half the effort, the wisp of orange true yuan that was lost in the previous battle of the emperor's tomb, is also sure to recover, and can even get more.

In this way, all the risks experienced by this trip to the imperial tomb are also worth it.

But the problem in front of him was how to use this multicolored spar, if it was touched by the true element every time, wouldn't it be too slow to escape a little bit of aura.

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Xiuyuan tried several methods, but they didn't work, so he could only put it aside first, and took out another thing in his arms.

That semi-circular bronze plate!

Lin Xiuyuan didn't have time to take a closer look last night, but now after taking a closer look, he found that the bronze plate was not complete, only half, and there were obvious traces of being cut off at the edge, as if it had been forcibly cut off.

On the front of the disc, there are some strange and profound strange patterns, but because they are incomplete, Lin Xiuyuan can't see anything.

After studying it over and over again for a long time, Lin Xiuyuan did not find any aura fluctuations on this disc, even if he used the true yuan to urge it, it was unresponsive, but it was as cold as ice in his hand, and his whole body was cold.

That's weird.

What can be put under this spiritual treasure spar is just a waste product without any signs of spiritual energy?

Lin Xiuyuan didn't believe it very much, but he felt that there must be some secrets in this thing, but he hadn't studied it yet, just like that dark iron mask.

He looked at the edge of the disc that was severed, slightly sharp, and subconsciously, he touched it lightly with his fingers, but suddenly felt a slight tingling.

When he looked at his finger, his eyes shrank, and his finger was cut with a small wound, and blood dripped down his finger.

This scene made Lin Xiuyuan quite surprised, you know, he is a body that returns to the purple, even if he is not running at full strength at the moment, it can be regarded as an invulnerable physique, how could he be scratched so easily.

This bronze plate is inevitably too sharp, and it can even be regarded as weird.

However, his mind was all focused on the half of the bronze disc, and he didn't notice that the blood dripping from his fingers happened to be dripping on the multicolored crystal placed between his knees.

The next moment, the colorful Xuanjing actually absorbed the blood into the spar, so that the surface of the spar, there was a subtle pattern, when the line spread to the bottom of the spar, suddenly burst out of a strong multicolored glow, directly reflecting the entire back mountain.

Lin Xiuyuan, who was sitting in front of it, bore the brunt of it, and his whole body was enveloped by this rays of light.

In an instant, the aura of heaven and earth, which was so rich to the extreme, began to diffuse in Xie Shui Pavilion at a speed visible to the naked eye, accompanied by the colorful glow, which attracted all the aura of the entire back mountain and even the sky above Kyoto to converge here.

Lin Xiuyuan was stunned on the spot, and before he could figure out what was going on, he was shrouded by the glow of light, and when he reacted, the movement seemed to be too big, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Because at this moment, under the shroud of the glow, his whole body couldn't move, and the aura around him formed an invisible binding force, trapping him in it.

This feeling can be described as the two heavens of ice and fire, and such a rich aura cover makes him feel joy that he has never felt before, but when the rich aura forms a qi machine and oppresses his body, it makes him a little painful.

This is not the most important thing, at this moment, the sky is full of light, and it must be huge, and it is bound to attract the attention of others, which is what he is most worried about.

But the matter has come to this, Lin Xiuyuan is obviously powerless to control, and can only think silently, since it is irretrievable, at least he can't let this sudden aura be wasted.

On the spot, he immediately activated his innate true intent, and even caused the Seven Apertures to tremble wildly, and began to absorb the aura frantically at an unprecedented absorption speed, and then transformed into true intent.

But the aura around him was so strong that even if Lin Xiuyuan was frantically absorbing, he still felt that the pressure around him was getting bigger and bigger, and in less than half a cup of tea, the crimson true intent in his dantian was already saturated.

You must know that his innate true intent is to strip away all the impurities in the aura of heaven and earth, and only retain a trace of the purest innate power, which can be described as one out of a hundred, extremely harsh, which is also the reason why it is difficult to cultivate innate true intent.

And the last time he filled the entire dantian with the crimson true intention, it took months of hard cultivation to succeed, and this was still under the efforts of him who had never slackened for a moment.

But now, he has accumulated the power of several months in less than half a cup of tea, and you can imagine how rich the aura here is.

He was also decisive, and after feeling that the dantian was saturated, he did not hesitate to begin to compress, and finally turned all his true intentions into orange true intentions the size of a projectile.

Lin Xiuyuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, in order to protect himself in the imperial tomb, he had to use up a wisp of orange true intent, but in just a few moments, he cultivated back again, he really didn't even dare to think about it before.

But this is not the time to be cranky, after a little emotion, a new round of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth began, and in this way, gradually entered the practice of selflessness.

And he didn't know that as the aura of heaven and earth attracted by the colorful spars became more and more intense, with the Zhennan Royal Mansion as the center, above Kyoto, visions were everywhere, and the wind and clouds changed color!