Qiaoshan has thick soil and abundant water, lush forests, and pine and cypress patches. Thousands of peaks compete for green, thousands of mountains compete for green, like a green dragon, winding and undulating.

If there is a geoqi master here, you will definitely find that this place is surrounded by mountains, as if the surrounding gods are guarded, and the back is based on the ancestral mountain meridian ridge, which is really a first-class feng shui treasure in China.

A light flowing like water waves, passing through the sky, like a touch of flying clouds, fluttering lightly, but without the slightest sound. It's just extremely fast, beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

This light flew to the sky above Qiaoshan, circled three turns, and shot straight towards a holy mausoleum standing in the sunset - Xuanyuan Holy Mausoleum.

"Crack...... Smack......"

The brilliance dissipated, revealing a Taoist with a smoke cage and fog, and a cold air all over his body, who was Pang Xian's second elemental god.

Yuan Shen travels, the most fast, in a flash, you can cross thousands of mountains and rivers.

Standing on the top of the mountain and looking around, the cold mountain is empty and uninhabited. Without the slightest warning, the famous Xuanyuan Holy Mausoleum has been opened.

This holy mausoleum is the mound of clothes erected by Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor after his enlightenment. I don't know what kind of means the great supernatural powers used at that time.

When I come here to pay homage to the Holy Emperor on weekdays, what I see is just an ordinary cultural relic. Even if the real person with long eyebrows arrives here, he will gain nothing by exhausting the Immortal Dao Forbidden Law. Only during certain periods can you enter the true shrine.

Pang Xian's second elemental god called himself too vain, and in order to show his piety, he bowed to the holy mausoleum. This represents one of the sources of Chinese civilization, whether in the past life or in this life, Pang Xian did not dare to be presumptuous, and gave birth to a trace of disrespect.

Brushing the vines on the mausoleum with his hand, he took a step forward, and in an instant, the stars shifted, the heavens and the earth changed, and a spacious road appeared in front of him.

After thousands of years, this road is still clean and clean. The stone walls on both sides are refined, exuding a bright luster, reflecting the bright and swaying of the road, and the lights are self-evident.

Pang Xian walked away, but he didn't come to the end yet. Heart: Na Sumeru is in mustard seeds, and it is really clever. The Naked Sect of the Iron City Cave Heaven also has the same technique, but the sense of spatial transformation is strong, unlike the natural Dao method here, which is difficult to detect.

Be patient and continue to descend. I don't know how long it took, but a stone gate appeared in front of me. The light in the crack of the door is shining, and the four walls are shining with gold and red.

Pang Xian's heart was pounding, and when he got closer, there were a few treasure arrows, the arrows were two feet long, the whole rod was black and bright, and the steel feathers were shining. The hilt of the arrow emitted a bowl-sized golden light, and the light was as red as fire.

And when they were counted, there were seventeen branches, some nailed between the walls, and some diagonally planted on the ground. These treasure arrows are not mortal, but the innate one-qi god crossbow, made of the ancient innate god iron.

Pang Xian knew in his heart that there were no three demon corpses of Hua's, Rong Dun, and Qiqi, and they had already taken the lead, penetrating the yellow soil from a distance outside the mausoleum, entering along the earth's veins, and stealing the two treasures of Xuanyuan.

But his purpose is not to do this, to have the opportunity to visit the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor's true mausoleum, where can he miss it?

Carefully putting away the seventeen arrows, he tried to push open the stone door.

"Huh?"

I pushed it three times, but I didn't move.

It must be known that although it is Pang Xian's second elemental god here, it is also very powerful. It is easy to lift a thousand pounds of huge objects, and it is also idle. Now I can't open the stone door.

After pondering for a moment, Pang Xian prayed silently in his heart, and then pushed towards the stone gate again.

"Rumble"

With the sound of friction, the stone door slowly opened, and a vicissitudes of life and simplicity came to the face.

"Shhh

The vision is eye-opening, only to see the sky hanging high, dotted with thousands of stars, the terrain is vast, boundless, symbolizing the round sky and the earth.

If you look closely, the inner bed is only about eight or nine acres, the form is square, and there are many ancient war traces carved on the stone walls on all sides. But that kind of vast and majestic atmosphere gives people the illusion that they are facing a world.

Pang Xian, the second elemental god, already has the power of the earth immortal Dao, but he still feels out of breath. Is this the Xuanyuan Holy Mausoleum?

In a trance, Pang Xian came back to his senses, and there were many divine arrows scattered on the ground in front of him. After the gathering, and the previous gains, there are forty-nine branches.

These are the three demon corpses of the poor Qi touched the mausoleum forbidden, and the innate one qi mother god crossbow was launched.

"Step on ...... Step ......"

The ground shook, and out of two columns of armored guards, helmets and armor, halberds and bows, the accessories on their bodies looked strange, all of them looked like they were alive, everything was no different from a living person.

Pang Xian didn't know their roots, but he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he hurriedly bowed down and said: "The junior disciple Pang Xian, who admires the true face of the Holy Emperor, has come to pay a visit. ”

These guards were originally tense and hostile. Not long after the chaos of the three demon corpses, the tomb guards were the most vigilant. When the halberd was about to touch the end of Pang Xian's nose, it suddenly paused.

"Alas!" a sigh, thick and ancient, as if from ancient times, crossed the long river of time, and resounded in Pang Xian's ears.

Pang Xian was open-minded, and when he heard the sigh, not only did he not panic, but he seemed to have come to his spiritual hometown, and all kinds of emotions of dependence, trust, ease, and admiration arose spontaneously.

There is a Holy Emperor True Spirit stationed in the Sacred Mausoleum of Qiaoshan, although the age is far away, there is still a miraculous power. Sensing the familiar aura on Pang Xian's body, he spoke:

"The Wuyue Rune was born, and it seems that the calamity has risen again. My way and deeds can no longer interfere with this world, and this garment is given to you. ”

Before Pang Xian could figure out the situation, an ancient clumsy shirt fell from the sky, wrapped in his Yuan Shen, and floated out of the hall.

"Boom!"

The stone door of the inner bedroom slammed shut.

Startled!

Looking at the closed mausoleum, I couldn't relax for a long time.

Pang Xian came here to ask for some of the ten thousand years of divine oil in the ancestral tripod sacrificial vessel to replenish the purple and green doushi fire. But inexplicably, when he was given an ancient robe, he was sent out by the Holy Emperor's True Spirit.

At this time, he didn't know how much advantage he had taken advantage of, and he met the fairy fate of the world.

This Da Luo Tianyi is the clothes for the tomb and burial of the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor. If the Nine Heavens Immortal comes here, for this heavenly robe, even if it is not recovered, it will be bloody to the end.

It is also the true inspiration of the Holy Emperor, Pang Xian has inherited the recognition of the Five Emperors, obtained the treasure in the belly of Mount Tai, and mixed the Yuan One Qi Wuyue Rune, so he gave him the clothes that matched Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor.

In comparison, what is the Ten Thousand Years Divine Oil? It is just the lamp oil used to worship the Holy Emperor, how can it be compared to the Da Luo Heavenly Clothes.

Pang Xian, who was especially unaware of the cheapness, was depressed.

The Qiaoshan Holy Mausoleum has only appeared once in 4,221 years, and he has already missed this opportunity.

He walked out of the mausoleum with his head down, and because he lowered his head, he made another discovery.

At the junction between the stone wall and the ground, clusters of about a dozen mushrooms emerged, like big mouths dripping blood, hideous and terrifying.

"Blood-roding fungus!"

This is the main medicine for refining the Blood God Pill, and only the sacred land where the poor yin is condensed can grow. In order to open up the underworld, the Demon Sect has communicated with the Nine Secluded Yellow Springs several times, and with the water of the Yellow Springs pouring in, it has only obtained a few plants, which are extremely precious.

The Blood God Pill is an immortal medicine that is even more wonderful than the Ghost Immortal Pill, if it can be refined in a few furnaces, the five ghosts of the Xuan Ming and the advanced Heavenly Ghosts can almost be completed, and there is no hindrance.

"It's all right! ”

The ignorant Pang Xiancai picked eleven blood-rodent fungi, turned into a flowing cloud, and went to the mausoleum of Hua's father and son in Baiyang Cliff.