It was a terrible roar.

The sound disperses the atmosphere and gathers into ripples and waves, forming rolling sound waves, like invisible waves.

Qin Xianyu protected himself with five-colored smoke to resist the sound waves.

However, a cyan shadow suddenly rushed in the middle of the waves.

This cyan shadow was several feet tall, shaped like a tiger and lion, covered with long hair, full of ferocity.

Qin Xianyu held the five-colored smoke luo and kept retreating.

The cyan shadow then ran out.

"Is it Lu Yang Tianzun's mount?"

Qin Xianyu was quite surprised in his heart.

The original body of the green jade lion statue?

Is it waiting here?

Qin Xianyu retreated one after another, flipped his palm, and hit the Six Yang Realm Divine Thunder.

The green jade lion was struck by a thunderbolt, and white smoke rose from its body, rolling upside down in the air, and falling back into the treasure house.

Qin Xianyu's face was relatively heavy.

Even if he was hit by the Six Yang Realm Divine Thunder, the Qingyu Lion was obviously not dead.

This green jade lion is most likely the mount of Lu Yang Tianzun, and the Tao is quite high, because the longevity of the demon beast is higher than that of a cultivator, so hundreds of years after the death of Lu Yang Tianzun, it is still not alive. It's just that the demon beast is wise and foolish, without the guidance of the immortal family, and has no extremely high inheritance, even if it lives for hundreds of years, it has not made much progress, but the mana is much deeper.

To this day, although it still has a lot of longevity, it is already old, but the residual power is still there.

If Qin Xianyu wants to defeat it, I'm afraid it will take a lot of means, but the movement of the right talent is afraid that it has already caused the rest of the cultivators who have entered the cave mansion, especially those who have advanced cultivation, Qin Xianyu can't cope with it.

If you try your best to kill this green jade lion, but you are profited by the fisherman, it will not be beautiful.

But he came all the way. Seeing that the treasure house is here, if you want to abandon it, you will be unwilling in your heart.

Qin Xianyu pondered for a moment, exhaled a breath from his mouth, and instantly transformed, turning into a person.

This man is no different from his own family. The same appearance, the same dress, the same breath, the eyes are flat, there are thunder marks flashing in the palms, and there is a fairy sword on his body, which is exactly the appearance of the Shouzheng sword.

One gasification and three clearances.

"Just wait here, look for the opportunity......

He found a place to cover himself. Then sit down cross-legged and run the baby holding technique.

The other Qin Xianyu went down the corridor to another place.

......

The meditation room of cultivation may not have the exercises and classics cultivated by Lu Yang Tianzun, but it is very likely that there will be traces left by him during his retreat.

For example, the traces left by the audition method, or the cause of the mind. The experience left by the hand.

So Qin Xianyu came here first.

The quiet room is protected by formations.

But this kind of formation, although exquisite. But it's not huge, and it's not an amazing array that moves the whole body.

Yandi's sword technique has always been based on attack, and in the face of this kind of formation protection, it is the simplest.

Qin Xianyu emitted a void sword light, and immediately broke the formation. smashed the door lock of the quiet room to pieces, and the aftermath was not only powerful, but also pierced the stone door.

There were indeed some traces in the quiet room, Qin Xianyu didn't comprehend it for the time being, he just glanced at it. With the ability to never forget, all of them are in the eyes. In the future, I will analyze the picture in my mind word by word, and comprehend its central gain, so as to supplement my own thoughts.

He had thought that the ashram should be empty, so he had only thought of writing down the traces of the place, and then leaving to go to the main hall, or find the place where the books were stored.

However, just as he was leaving, there was a little throbbing in his heart.

When I looked back, I noticed that there was something strange in the place where I was meditating.

The place was flat and there was no abnormality, but Qin Xianyu always felt that it was very strange, this was an abnormal feeling obtained from the innate innate mixed ancestor qi.

He was silent for a moment, then drew his sword and slashed towards the bluestone in that place, thinning it by a layer without seeing any change.

And then another sword.

The bluestone was cut off in another layer.

But this time, a wooden box was revealed.

The formation on the wooden box lingered, and the breath was exhausted, and all the breath was gathered in the wooden box, which was covered by the formation. If it weren't for the characteristics of the innate mixed ancestral qi, it would not be able to detect it.

"Hidden so hidden, hidden so that half of the breath does not leak, what kind of treasure is it?"

Qin Xianyu stretched out his hand, put the wooden box in his hand, looked carefully, and found that the formations on it overlapped, unless there were people with profound formation attainments, it would be difficult to break the formation.

Qin Xianyu is because of the old way of viewing the void, and his own understanding is not bad, and he has an eye similar to that of Ku Ding Jieniu, and he can see the various lines of this formation, but he feels that it is extremely complicated, if he wants to sort it out one by one and find a path that can correctly open the wooden box, it is really extremely laborious, and it is not something that can be done in a short period of time.

He has a void sword light, of course he can break the formation, but this formation is different from the formation guarding the door, I don't know what is in the inside, in case the formation is broken, the aftermath is turbulent, and the things in the inside are destroyed, isn't it a pity?

And if the formation colludes with the things inside, once the formation changes, the things inside are damaged, and even if there are ideas in the heart, it becomes a fantasy.

"This thing must be extraordinary, and I took it first. ”

Qin Xianyu flipped through the wooden box and was about to put it in the jade plate, but suddenly saw that there were words on the back of the wooden box.

Only this inheritance can be enlightened.

"Only the inheritance of Lu Yang Tianzun can be opened?"

Qin Xianyu was slightly stunned in his heart, then put away the wooden box and left the quiet room.

......

There is no sign of Angelan so far, and there is no trace of him going to those places where the treasures are most likely stored.

Either he didn't know the path of the Tianzun Cave Mansion, and he didn't know the location and usefulness of the various courtyards, pavilions, and palaces, or he had other calculations and looked for the rest of the opportunities.

Qin Xianyu was more inclined to the latter in his heart.

An Gelan should have known the layout of the Luyang Tianzun Cave Mansion for a long time, and also knew the location of some treasures or inheritances, so he went to find what he wanted, perhaps the best thing. And those things are hidden in hidden places, not in the main hall, not in the ashram, not in the treasure vault.

Qin Xianyu pondered and walked towards the main hall.

On the way, we passed through a small garden.

Qin Xianyu suddenly stopped.

The garden is full of mounds, each with a wooden tablet.

"Are these the disciples or Dao Tong who are still in the pavilion?"

"Hundreds of years have passed, and before you can achieve cultivation, you have already died of life?"

Qin Xianyu somehow felt a lot heavier in his heart.

Most of those spirit birds and beasts have a long life, even if their cultivation is superficial, most of them have a long lifespan. Among them, the species that are originally relatively long-lived, such as turtles and snakes, can have a lifespan of hundreds of years, even if they are just a Qi training level, which is comparable to the lifespan of a divine beast. Moreover, those spirit birds and beasts, all of which are of similar species, can also be paired with each other, and the bloodline of descendants can be born and reproduce.

However, I don't know if these are the disciples of Lu Yang Tianzun or the predecessors of Dao Tong, after all, they are only cultivators, if they can't become immortals and attain the Tao, they will inevitably die. Even if you can become an immortal and attain the Tao, after becoming an immortal at the beginning, it is only five hundred years of life, and then at least once every hundred years to push the golden pill, in order to maintain the longevity of the yuan, but many earth immortals, often more than a hundred years are difficult to push the golden pill around, can not continue to extend the longevity, so gradually grow old, gradually pass away......

Qin Xianyu sighed.

He walked out of the garden.

Next door, in the wild grass in the corner, there was a figure leaning against the corner.

It was a white bone.

"It was he who buried his companions, and then even he came to the end of his life, and yet no one buried him anymore. ”

Scene after scene suddenly flashed in Qin Xianyu's mind.

The cultivators under the sect of Luyang Tianzun either voluntarily stayed, or were trapped here, and after dozens of hundreds of years, those who did not achieve the path of cultivation passed away first, and some companions were buried. Then hundreds of years passed, and even the characters who became immortals could not resist the passage of hundreds of years, and they also died in the years.

There was a man, from the prime of life to the twilight of life, silently burying his companions.

Until one day, the last person who was with him also died in the years, leaving him alone.

When he buried his last companion with a sad heart, he lived alone in the cave from then on.

The scenery here is beautiful, but after hundreds of years, there are countless spirit birds and beasts here, but there is no one of the same kind to accompany him, he is the only one here.

Until one day, he visited all his dead companions, came to the courtyard next door, he sat silently in the corner, and waited until the day when his longevity was exhausted, and died silently, gradually turning into dry bones.

Then there was no one to bury it.

Residual flowers and weeds are beginning to cover it all. (To be continued.) )