Chapter 2 Magical Relics

Cold and snowy weather, the water is biting cold.

The Lone Peak Waterfall in Liquan Temple was rolling countless waves, and in a cave under the waterfall, Fan Xueli let countless waterfalls roar down and impact his body.

"Use the power of the cliff and waterfall to form a breakthrough in the cultivation of the body, and break through to the third realm of the physical body as soon as possible to practice bones!"

The strength of his physical body is too weak, and he has been practicing hard for several years, so far he has only practiced the second realm of the physical body, and that housekeeper is already the third realm of the physical body to practice the bones, which is not what he can currently oppose.

At this moment, a waterfall fell, exploding on Fan Xueli's body, he suddenly felt that the meridians of his whole body were broken inch by inch, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, could no longer support it, and left the cave.

"Still failed?" Fan Xueli's gaze froze.

"But what's the point of failure!" his gaze sparkled with unyieldingness.

"A thousand years ago, I got the Samadhi Ding Furnace, a sacred relic, and I wanted to control it, but my skin was shattered, I lost my hearing, sight, and smell, and only a spiritual heart flickered, and I didn't give up!"

"The wealth of Taihao Kingdom is unparalleled in the world, but the accumulated medicinal materials still can't subdue such magical holy relics, and I still haven't given up. ”

"In the end, I used a spiritual heart to influence for three years, and finally tamed the Samadhi Ding Furnace and cultivated into the top supernatural power of Samadhi True Fire. ”

In this world, the most precious thing is the sacred relic.

Those powerful supernatural powers, such as the Cloud Mountain Flying Scroll, the Great Confucian of Kunlun of the Great Xia Kingdom used his lifespan to use it, splitting a huge mountain range, and incorporating all the surrounding hundreds of miles of land into the domain, causing hundreds of thousands of demon clans to die tragically.

Of course, the more powerful the divine power holy object, the more difficult it is to control, the greater the power of the backlash, and the more yang shou will be consumed.

The Samadhi Ding Furnace is a Zhenguo-level supernatural holy relic, extremely mysterious, and it is also what Mrs. Qingxi wants to get in every possible way, in the previous life, it took Fan Xue three years to resonate with it, and he has experienced countless dangers during this period.

Although Fan Xueli didn't have such a supernatural artifact now, he had the cultivation experience and insight of a thousand years ago.

A thousand years ago, as the crown prince of Taihao Kingdom, he knew the information of countless treasures, although most of the treasures were taken away, but some treasures were still buried deep in them, so that he had the opportunity to get them.

Similarly, he is also an alchemy master with unparalleled alchemy techniques.

With these, it is equivalent to grasping the overall situation and opportunities, as long as he fits some opportunities, he will definitely be able to cultivate to the point where he is shoulder to shoulder with his previous life or even higher.

Among them, the most important thing is the cultivation of the physical body.

In his previous life, he had such a supernatural power as Samadhi True Fire, but he couldn't fight against Mrs. Qingxi because his physical body was not refined enough. If the foundation of the physical body is solid enough, not only is it easy to resist the demons in the heart, but also can continuously exert various magical powers, so that the whole body will not lose its strength.

"The world respects supernatural powers as the Lord. Physical cultivation seems to be inconspicuous and not valued by the world, but it is the most important thing. ”

Therefore, in this life, Fan Xueli cherishes the importance of physical tempering even more.

Thinking of this, his gaze became hot, and he rushed into the waterfall again to cultivate.

I don't know how long it took, but I was bruised all over my body, and I felt that the muscles and veins in my whole body were about to break, so I retreated.

"It seems that today's cultivation can only end here. If you continue to cultivate, you will hurt your muscles and bones, but it's a pity that there is no pill to help quench your body. Fan Xueli knew his current limit.

"Tomorrow is the most important sacrifice meeting in the family, as long as you win the top ten, you can have a rich reward, and if you win the first, you can get the best elixir to improve yourself, but it is an opportunity. Thinking of tomorrow's sacrificial meeting, Fan Xue frowned.

"However, because tomorrow's conference is of great benefit, someone wants to kill me before the conference and block my way forward, and the great butler came to grab the Tianwu Sword because the Tianwu Sword is helpful to the sacrificial conference. ”

"Damn the big butler!"

Fan Xueli remembered the scene where her home had been ruined everywhere, and the scene where her mother cared for the Tianwu Sword countless times, and her eyes couldn't help but chill.

Suddenly, in the distance, there seemed to be a unique aura in the Liquan Temple, which suddenly flickered.

"Huh?"

Fan Xueli sensitively sensed that this seemed to be a unique aura, like an abyss under the sea, and like a blessed earth, difficult to fathom.

In his previous life, he was a Sect Refining Master, so he could naturally feel aura fluctuations that others couldn't feel.

"There has never been such an abnormality in Liquan Temple, and no one else has come here a few years ago, what happened?"

There was a hint of solemnity in Fan Xueli's eyes.

He soon entered the Liquan Temple.

The temple was surrounded by dust and moth-eaten nets, and no one else had come for many years.

Then he quickly noticed that there were two rats squeaking in front of him, one yellow and one white, circling around a huge wattle tree.

This thorn tree is as thick as four or five people hugging each other, towering into the sky, making people wonder if it has become a essence.

When the two mice saw Fan Xue leaving, they screamed in unison and ran to the side.

"Liquan Temple, Jing Tree, Mouse, How can it be so familiar?" Fan Xueli thought flickered in her mind, but she couldn't think of it.

Having just been reborn, there are still some disorders in memory.

But no matter what, the shock just now should have something to do with the rat in front of you.

Fan Xueli did not hesitate and stepped towards the fleeing mouse.

If there are treasures hidden here, although they are sealed in the dust, this rat can find them, and as long as they are cornered, the other party will naturally flee to the most secret place.

Sure enough, as Fan Xueli expected, the two mice were dead and began to flee frantically.

And along the direction of the mice, Fan Xueli kept chasing and intercepting them, and it didn't take long to find that the two mice were burrowing into a crack in the ground together.

"It should be here. Fan Xueli took a rusty shovel nearby and dug a rat hole here.

After digging for a short time, he discovered that there was a cellar underneath.

Peeling off the earth and stones, there was nearly half a cellar of silver underneath.

Fan Xueli's heart was pounding. There are thousands of taels of silver here, neatly placed on one side, shining brilliantly, enough to be rich for a lifetime.

Even in this cellar, the silver is well preserved, as if it were brand new, and it bears the sign of "the first year of the earth's treasure", and it is in excellent condition, and only the palace has such money.

Fan Xue knew immediately that unless such silver had been smelted, if it was taken out, it would inevitably be thoroughly investigated, and there would be endless troubles in the future.

The first year of Dibao was the name of the Great Xia Kingdom thousands of years ago. If he takes such money and goes out to use it, he is afraid that he will not be far from death.

He settled down, reburied the earth and stones, and then continued to dig down the cellar, and soon dug another passage.

"I wonder what kind of surprise I can bring below?"

To his distraction, he quickly dug up hundreds of taels of red gold buried in the cellar on the other side, which also had the symbol of the first year of the earth treasure.

Seventy percent of gold is cyan, eighty percent of gold is yellow, ninety percent of gold is purple, and ten percent of gold is red.

Ten percent of the red gold must be extracted through a special alchemy method, such gold is called pure gold, and even represents the use of the nobility.

And one tael of gold is equal to ten taels of silver, which is more than the cellar just now.

If others knew about these wealths, they would definitely take risks.

Fan Xueli stirred in her heart, took a deep breath, and then calmed down.

At this moment, he was shocked to find that the iron tugging touched a hard piece of gold and iron, and it made a buzzing sound.

He was stunned, and opened the surrounding clods of earth along the position, and found that it was a strange door, on which there were many old characters carved on it, which was extremely old and simple.

Somehow, he felt a suffocating aura behind the door.

The strange aura I felt before originated from here.

Fan Xueli did not hesitate and pulled the door suddenly.

As the prince of Taihao Kingdom, he is not afraid of all evils, and the strangeness of this aura just now is nothing.

Inside is a passage, zigzag.

Throwing a few stones in, and finding that there was nothing unusual, Fan Xueli entered the passage and walked against the wall, extremely careful.

His father once told him that he is a true hero if he is brave and resourceful.

He soon reached the end of the passage and found a room with a bloodstone inlaid in the wall, illuminating everything in the room.

Still on his guard, he entered the room.

The room is not big, and there is a jade table in it, which is crystal clear and indescribably beautiful.

On the jade table, there is a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, the pen is made of pure fox hair, dignified atmosphere, the inkstone is purple cloud bamboo stone, and there is also a sense of warmth in winter. The paper is jade incense paper, which is soaked in jade incense, and even if it is stored for a hundred years, it will not be damaged.

The most surprising thing is the hundred-year-old agarwood ink, although it is extremely fragrant, it has a faint taste of wine.

I don't know how many years these treasures have been sealed, but there is no damage, and the whole room is as clean as new, spotless, which is amazing.

Fan Xueli walked to the jade table, staring at the ink paper inkstone carefully, for some reason, he felt that the fox quills emitted a hot breath, and the jade incense paper, with fourteen spaces on it, was waiting for someone to write.

Corresponding to these spaces, the entire jade table seems to contain great power, but it is sealed by some kind of power.

"The breath that can keep this place clean must be a spiritual thing, is it a supernatural holy thing? And these spaces are the key to unlocking?"

Fan Xue was happy.

Thousands of years ago, he had seen some supernatural relics sealed in this way. And if you can break the seal, you can get the supernatural relics.

Every supernatural relic, even the most ordinary bronze-level supernatural relic, is worth tens of thousands of gold and is worth a fortune!

Now in the seven counties near Changshan City, there are no more than ten people with supernatural powers.

If you can get the supernatural powers, you can condense the supernatural powers, kill the enemy with one blow over the level, and be invincible.

"These fourteen words, should it be two lines of poetry?" Fan Xueli picked up the pure fox quill and frowned.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the jade table and said: "Mortal, if you write a word wrong, you will deduct one year of yang life, don't make a mistake by yourself." ”

It was a cold and arrogant voice, as if it had been asleep for thousands of years, and the voice was empty.

Hearing this, Fan Xueli's heart exploded suddenly.