Shen Yun instantly came back to his senses and heard the prestige.

I saw a hole in the ground one foot square in front of the altar.

Is that...... His heart moved, and his consciousness spread out, reaching into the burrow.

There are still fluctuations of spiritual power left in the cave.

In other words, there used to be a formation or prohibition here. However, at this time, it has just been lifted.

The Divine Consciousness went into the cave without any problems.

It's not very deep, only two feet deep. At the bottom of the cave is a palm-sized red cloud treasure box.

That's right, it's the same as the Red Cloud Box, but it's much smaller.

In the Lingquan Realm, Shen Yun learned that the Red Cloud Treasure Box handed down by the ancestor was from Li Tang's master, Xuan Qingzi. Therefore, when I saw a red cloud treasure box with the same style at the bottom of the cave, I didn't feel very abrupt.

He said in his heart: Uncle Li really hinted at the end of the letter, asking me to come here to pick up things.

What exactly was in the Red Cloud Treasure Box? He guessed that it was probably the inheritance of Xuan Qingzi.

Because in the small realm of Lingquan, except for the luck mantra of "Asking the Heavens", he has not found any words or jade slips about cultivation.

He got up from the ground, walked around the altar, and took the much smaller Red Cloud Box directly from the hole in the ground.

On the treasure box, there is also an identical auspicious cloud pattern.

Shen Yun tried to inject spiritual power into it.

"Horn!" the treasure box came.

His guess was not wrong. In the box, sure enough, there were neatly arranged jade slips.

Shen Yun glanced at it and came up with a specific number: three hundred and nineteen.

There are more than the patriarchs and her old people left.

However, this is also normal. Because the patriarch and her old man were severely defeated in the dantian back then, only the cultivation of the foundation building realm remained. In the past seven years, while being a Langzhong, he has been in the market, and at the same time, he has to summarize his life's experience and experience. It is rare to be able to leave more than 100 jade slips.

Although Xuan Qingzi was also seriously injured in the end, with the help of the high-level time magic weapon of Lingquan Xiaojing, it was not surprising that he could leave more jade slips.

Other than that, there was nothing else in the box.

Shen Yun tried to open the small space of Xiangyun again. It's empty, too.

After a cursory check, he tried to put the small treasure box in his treasure bag.

Like the ancestor's red cloud treasure box, it can't be accepted.

There was no choice but to carefully take it into his arms.

Subsequently, the altar was removed, and even the footprints on the clearing were carefully erased. After feeling that it was appropriate, he did not stop any longer, and immediately performed the "Cloud Piercing Step", went down the mountain, and returned to Zhuangzi.

Afternoon. Thousands of miles away in the immortal capital.

The Immortal Emperor had just woken up from a nap. At this time, a vertical five-colored spiritual light suddenly appeared in front of the bed.

He frowned.

Seeing this, the two little fairy attendants who had been guarding the edge of the bed hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up.

After the Immortal Emperor sat cross-legged, it was as if he had just fought with people for three hundred rounds, sweating profusely and panting like a cow. The originally shriveled and thin face turned pale, and there was no trace of blood.

Unable to breathe, he shuddered and took out a pill from his sleeve pocket that was as red as blood and slightly smaller than the yolk of an egg.

The two little fairy attendants were busy again. One of them lifted the eight-petal sterling silver bowl on the high table next to the bed, while the other knelt on the edge of the bed and held the green jade otaru on the ground high above his head.

After the Immortal Emperor took off the pill in his hand, he first took a mouthful of jade dew from the silver bowl and rinsed his mouth with the hand of the little immortal attendant, and then spit it into the otaru.

"Stand down. "The Immortal Emperor at this time, compared to just now, is like a different person. I saw that he was not panting, his hands were not shaking, he was sitting like a clock, he was handsome, graceful and luxurious, and his eyes were as bright as stars. After a closer look, only the facial features are about the same as before.

And the two little fairy attendants were obviously used to seeing each other, so they didn't feel strange at all. The two bowed their heads and said "yes" and retreated out of the gate together.

The heavy vermilion lacquer door closes gently.

In the huge dormitory, only the Immortal Emperor who was sitting on the bed was alone.

He lowered his head and carefully smoothed the small folds on his bedclothes, and then he gently waved his sleeves at the five-colored aura suspended in front of him.

The five-colored aura instantly rippled silently and turned into a shining crystal mirror.

A middle-aged Taoist priest dressed in a snow-blue robe appeared on the mirror.

He also sat cross-legged. As soon as he appeared, he frowned lightly and said apologetically: "Poor Dao did not deliberately disturb His Majesty's tranquility, but it happened suddenly, and he had to give it to His Majesty." ”

The Immortal Emperor knew that he had actually been waiting for a long time just now, and he was annoyed, but he pretended not to know, and Zhan Yan chuckled: "It's okay." The Great Elder didn't know that I had the habit of taking a nap. ”

It turned out that the middle-aged Taoist priest in the mirror image was the great elder of the Xianmen, Rong Ting Zhenjun.

Hearing the Immortal Emperor's indirect explanation, his annoyance increased instead of decreasing. However, the matter is urgent, and I can't care about this trivial matter for the time being, but I secretly wrote it down in my heart.

"I see. Poor Dao is really rude. Without waiting for the Immortal Emperor to answer, as soon as the conversation changed, he said with a solemn expression, "I just received a report from the guards of the Jinshan Underground Palace, saying that the Dragon Diagram has changed. ”

When the Immortal Emperor heard this, his expression changed greatly: "Has the Imperial Dragon Diagram changed?

The Great Elder originally wanted to say that it was when you were lying on a soft couch. When the words came to his lips, they became: "Three hours ago." ”

The Immortal Emperor quickly calculated in his heart, at that time, it happened to be the time when the sky was about to dawn. After a slight pause, he asked, "Is it related to the mortal world?"

The Great Elder bowed his head slightly: "After the accident happened, our Immortal Sect immediately summoned ten True Monarchs on duty to the underground palace to investigate the reason. It is speculated that the change was caused by a dead spirit. And this ghost comes from the East China Sea. ”

"What? On the East China Sea, a new disciple of the Heavenly God Sect has recently died, and there are also disciples of the Heavenly God Sect who summon souls for him?" The Immortal Emperor's expression changed greatly, and the grace and luxury on his face were a little unbearable, "Have you found out the general location of the spellcaster?"

In the mirror, the Great Elder sighed and shook his head lightly: "In the underground palace, this kind of change has not happened for more than a hundred years. Poor Dao thinks ...... Hehe, Heavenly God Sect, it's really a ghost. ”

"The person who died in the East China Sea is indeed a disciple of the Heavenly God Sect!" the Immortal Emperor gritted his teeth, "Great Elder, rest assured, I will definitely not let go of his comrades here!"

The Great Elder heard the meaning of his words, and bowed slightly: "Our Immortal Sect here is already checking the master where he is and the people he is associating with. If there is any news, report it to Your Majesty immediately. ”

"Good. The Immortal Emperor replied loudly.

The mirror image flickered, like a soaphorn bubble, silently shattered.

All of a sudden, the Immortal Emperor seemed to have been sucked out of his backbone and collapsed on the bed like a ball of mud. At the same time, his face was changing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. It's just that this time it's getting thinner and drier...... In the blink of an eye, he reverted back to the withered appearance he had before taking the pill.

"Come on...... People ......" also became extremely hoarse. He looked in the direction of the vermilion lacquer gate and shouted with the last of his medicinal power.

The vermilion lacquer gate opened a foot wide. The afternoon sun peeked through the crack in the door. The figures of the two little fairy servants seemed to be gilded.

The Immortal Emperor looked strange and dazzling, and had to close his withered eyes.

Over there in the fairy gate. After the Great Elder accepted the mirror image, he smiled helplessly at the other two elders sitting around him: "Your Majesty is procrastinating more and more. ”

Unexpectedly, the elder on the left hand side hesitated: "I always feel that there is something strange about Your Majesty. ”

"What's the wonder?" the Great Elder asked in unison with the Elder on the right.

"I've never heard of His Majesty having a nap before. Moreover, his appearance does not look like he has just woken up...... Especially the occasional scene in the corner of the bed in the mirror made me think that he was sick on the bed. ”

The Great Elder stroked his beard and jaws: "Hearing you say this, I feel this way too. After a pause, he said decisively, "Your Majesty's well-being is of paramount importance. I propose that a competent disciple be sent to inquire about His Majesty's situation at once. ”

"I second!"

"I second!"