Xuanhuang Qi is a divine object born at the beginning of the world.
It can not only wash away the essence and cut down the marrow, strengthen the essence and spirit, but can even condense the laws. It has endless magical effects and has always been exclusive to the ancient emperors.
Back then, Su Chen and Huang-skinned Jianlong absorbed the black-yellow energy from a small piece of black-yellow sacred jade, which almost raised his cultivation and physical body to a great level.
The large pool of black and yellow divine liquid in front of us contained such rich black and yellow energy that it was simply unimaginable.
Even the powerful quasi-emperors would be jealous when they saw it.
But at this time, no one of Su Chen and the other three dared to move.
The old monk's body was extremely fresh, as if he had just died, so they did not dare to be careless.
"The sword edge penetrated directly through the head and destroyed the soul. He should be dead, right?"
After a long time, Long Aocai swallowed his saliva and said uncertainly.
The corpse in the black and yellow divine liquid can cover up the secrets of heaven, isolate time and space, and seal the vitality intact.
Some great emperors and ancient emperors in history had no hope of ascending to the throne, so they would kill themselves and seal themselves in treasures refined from black and yellow divine liquid, waiting to be released.
However, the old monk in front of him must have been killed with a sword before sealing himself.
Anyway, the three of them had been exploring for a long time, but they could not detect the slightest breath of life.
"Look, there are bloody holes on each of his limbs and chest, as if something was dug out."
Lan Ji suddenly said.
In the blood hole, there are still traces of the breath of law remaining.
"Is it murder to seize treasure?"
Long Aotian scratched his head and said.
"Could it be the five pills in the alchemy furnace, or the Buddha's bone relics?"
After confirming that what was in front of her was the corpse of a quasi-emperor Buddha, Lan Ji made a bold guess.
"He dug out his own relics and put them in the alchemy furnace for refining for a hundred thousand years. Is he sick?"
Long Aotian said disapprovingly.
"It's not impossible."
"I heard that there is a secret method of Buddhism, which is to use alchemy to refine one's own Buddha bone relics, thereby perfecting the rules and helping people enter the realm of the great emperor!"
Lan Ji said.
"What? There is such an evil method?"
Long Aotian stared and said in shock.
When Su Chen heard this, he couldn't help but take a deep look at Lan Ji.
Just now, when he contacted the Heavenly Girl in White, she also told him that there was such a secret method.
But that secret method comes from the divine world!
Lan Ji actually knew it, and it was definitely not like she had just heard of it and seemed to understand it very well.
"That's not right either."
"If everyone is killed, how can the Buddha's bones and relics be left here to be sacrificed and refined for a hundred thousand years?"
Suddenly, Long Aotian said suspiciously again.
"Perhaps he killed someone in the air and was not discovered, or perhaps he looked down upon him."
Lan Ji said meaningfully.
This secret room is completely isolated by the power of the Five Elements Law and can be regarded as a world of its own.
Whether he kills people from a distance or looks down on Buddha bone relics, this shows that the murderer is extremely powerful.
"My dear, you don't like the black and yellow divine liquid and Buddha bone relics. Are you a god?"
Long Aotian said in shock.
But no matter what, they figured it out now.
This quasi-emperor old monk once used the secret method of the divine realm to sacrifice and refine Buddha bone relics to attack the imperial realm. He even prepared a secret chamber and a mysterious yellow divine liquid to seal his body for this purpose.
But he didn't expect that at the moment of sealing, he would be wiped out with a sword.
Even the Rama realm was completely destroyed.
"This sword..."
Su Chen's eyes were always on the black ancient sword.
Although the sword energy had long since dissipated, there was still a trace of power of law remaining in it, which made him feel a little familiar.
"Can you kill people from afar?"
Su Chen's eyes suddenly condensed, and his heart was shocked: "The lineage of the Six Paths Sword Demon!"
He once fought against the descendants of the Six Paths Sword Demon, and was severely injured by the opponent's sword, which seemed to be the Six Paths Reincarnation Sword.
It can ignore the barriers of time and space and directly attack the locked life soul, which is extremely domineering.
"So, is this sword a divine sword? No matter how bad it is, it's still an imperial weapon, right?"
At this time, Long Aotian's attention also shifted to the ancient sword, and he said excitedly.
"It should be a sacred weapon with ten thousand patterns, but it was forcibly instilled with the power of law."
Su Chen shook his head and said.
He had already determined this.
"The Ten Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact is also a rare treasure."
Long Aotian's eyes lit up, and he turned to Su Chen and said, "You have a lot of swords. Don't compete with me for this sword. If you encounter other valuable treasures in the future, I will give them to you."
After saying that, he flew away and pulled out the ancient sword directly, as if he was afraid that Su Chen would snatch it.
Su Chen didn't care about this.
After all, even the Ten Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact, exclusive to the Great Sage, was nearly half useless due to the forcible infusion of the power of law.
"Damn it, most of the heavenly runes in the sword have been wiped out!"
Sure enough, after Long Aotian took a look at it, he started to curse.
Buzz!
After the ancient sword was pulled out, a holy and dazzling multi-colored Buddha light suddenly rose from the old monk's Heavenly Spirit Cap, like the blazing sun.
"What the hell, did you fake the corpse?"
Long Aotian screamed strangely and ran back, rolling and crawling.
Lan Ji looked alert, ready to take action at any time.
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
A black shadow appeared from the Buddha's light and rushed in front of Su Chen with lightning speed.
An old man's face full of vicissitudes of life, with white eyebrows and white beard, was very close to Su Chen, but his face was twisted and his eyes were full of resentment, like a ghost.
"Kill the sword demon and save the common people! Kill the sword demon and save the common people..."
The old monk repeated it over and over again in a hurried tone, and then pointed out, and suddenly a multicolored Buddha's light sank into Su Chen's eyebrows.
And his figure suddenly disappeared.
This scene was just a flash of lightning, and Su Chen couldn't react.
"What was...what happened just now?"
"Then the old monk is not completely dead? He won't take your body away, right?"
After a while, Long Ao finally reacted and immediately pulled Lan Ji back a few steps, staring at Su Chen with extreme vigilance.
"Su Chen's mental fluctuations haven't changed yet, so it shouldn't be a case of seizing the body."
Lan Ji said.
"Isn't it?"
Long Aotian breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to Su Chen: "Did the old monk leave some inheritance to you? But the son of destiny is here, why should he choose you?"
Poof!
For no reason, Su Chen suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale.
Bullshit inheritance.
What the old monk injected into his mind was just an image.
But it was a scene of a battle between a Buddha Emperor and a Sword Demon. The power of various laws collided, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to shatter. It was extremely terrifying.
However, even this image still put a huge mental burden on Su Chen, and he almost suffered a mental breakdown.
The scene of the imperial battle is too terrifying!
"If you want, how about I forward it to you? Ahem..."
Su Chen raised his head and glared at Long Aotian. As soon as he said something, he coughed out a large mouthful of blood.
"No need! This is your creation, how can I, the prince, steal other people's beauty?"
Long Aotian waved his hand quickly and said with a dry smile.
Su Chen, who is close to the Holy King of Spiritual Power, is like this. If he were to pass it on, he would definitely have a nervous breakdown and die.
