As soon as I stepped through the door, the surroundings became dark, and the sky light shone down from the high window, and wisps of green smoke rose around the tall jade tablet standing in the center.

On the stele, there is an extremely long sacrificial text, written in the true immortal text throughout, I don't know what method was used, these true immortal texts are not limited by the rules of the human world, and they are presented very completely.

Liu Qinghuan stood in front of the stele, shocked for a moment: only this jade stele, when it undertakes these true immortal texts, it is already a treasure!

After a long time, he looked away from the jade tablet and looked at the portraits hanging on the walls around him.

"Li Boqing, the word Duanyang, the name Ling Xuozi, a native of Xianqiongmen, Lingyun Prefecture, Chongxia Realm, was born in the twenty-fourth and seventh years of the Great Dao Huangming, and in the battle of Jiyi Pass, he blocked the demon tide in the water pool, destroyed the evil fruit of the dragon, and captured the ancestor of the big demon turbidity eyebrow......"

"Zhang Wei, the number of the cave Xuan Zhenren, the Taihe Sect of the Five Willow Realm, good at the machine array, through yin and yang, creating the twelve capital gates chaos lock heaven array, in the sixth year of the Great Dao Zhenwu when the demons invaded the Qing Ming, with a period of trapped ten thousand demons, after exhaustion and death......"

On these portraits, the figures of the ancient monks are left, and their life deeds are listed next to them, all of whom are monks who have made great achievements for the Qing Ming.

Liu Qinghuan walked between the portraits, as if looking at those great monks across time and space, and couldn't help but feel emotional.

From these people, we can feel extremely firm faith and strength, maybe the time is also fate, the road is awe-inspiring, and the world is suffering, but it is these ancestors and countless people who stick to their own ways that are guarding this clear world.

I also know that I deliberately brag about it, and fight for the good and evil in the world.

But the chaff is tiny, and it is idle to lift it to the clouds.

The staircase leading to the upper floor was at the corner of the wall, and Liu Qinghuan climbed the stairs to reach the second floor after a hundred and ten steps, but the entrance to this floor was covered by a layer of yellow light, and he couldn't see what was inside.

With that, he continued to walk up, and as soon as he stepped onto the last staircase of the fifth floor, the yellow light at the entrance vanished.

Liu Qinghuan glanced behind him, and didn't care, he reached out and pushed the exposed wooden door, but suddenly stopped at his feet!

There was a noisy sound from inside the door, which made people almost think that they were in the market, some people were talking in low voices, some people were shouting and scolding, and a few people were arguing fiercely, and there were even absurd singing voices.

However, as the wooden door slowly opened, the sounds suddenly disappeared, as if they had never been there.

Liu Qing smiled happily, walked in, and saw that this layer was the same as the first layer, it should have been used to expand the space, the space was huge, and the huge stone platforms were lined up, but each stone platform was quite far away, as if he was afraid that the things on the platform would fight, although they were all sealed under a thick light mask.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but feel refreshed, it was the first time he saw so many Xuantian treasures gathered together, and the foundation of Qingying was really profound.

He stood beside the first stone platform, but when he heard a bang, the light shroud that enveloped the entire platform was drowned out by the blue light that suddenly appeared, and it also densely covered a droplet-shaped stone that had been placed inside.

"Is this a refusal?"

Liu Qinghuan sighed, it seems that the other party doesn't welcome him, and he doesn't even show it.

He didn't force it, but left the platform and walked to the next one.

On the next table was a round jade pot of Bi Lingling, and his attitude was okay, at least he didn't come and slammed him in the face, but he didn't show enthusiasm at all, and it was placed there like a dead thing.

Liu Qinghuan understood what the old man meant, the treasures of Xuantian are all extremely psychic things, who doesn't have a temper. is like Wan Mu Zhengrong's nectar bottle, when he ran around with a group of Mahayana monks all over the battlefield, he was forced to a desperate situation and refused to admit defeat, but in the end, he was cheaper to pass.

Therefore, if you want to get the treasure of Xuantian, you need to look at both strength and luck, and you also need to see whether you are in harmony with its temper, which is not so good.

Liu Qinghuan only stood in front of the jade pot platform for a moment, and then continued to walk inside: there are so many Xuantian treasures here, he doesn't believe that everyone looks down on him!

It's a pity that he soon knew that although not every one, but also the majority, those treasures that set heaven and earth were really proud, and when they saw him approaching, they either pretended to be dead or ignored them. There was a banner with all kinds of eyes painted all over his body, and even poked the light mask angrily with its pole, and danced the flag with a loud noise, as if it wanted to rush out and slap him.

"Is it because my cultivation is too low?"

Liu Qinghuan touched his chin, he was now in the late stage of the merger, and in the case that most of the Xuantian treasures were in the hands of Mahayana monks, it seemed that he was indeed a little lower.

However, there are also Xuanbao who have shown interest in him, for example, there is a wooden sword, as soon as he approaches the platform, he flies up, flying and hovering on the stone platform, and the wood grain on the sword body lights up one by one, flashing layers of cyan light, and emitting a clear chirping.

Liu Qinghuan stopped to observe it for a long time, but thinking that he had the Void Destroying Sword, he could only leave with regret.

Although the Void Exterminating Sword has not reached the Xuan Rank, its characteristics are quite rare, and its power is amazing, and he uses it very easily, and he does not plan to change the sword for the time being.

Although the fifth layer of the Mourning Ancestral Hall is large, the main reason is that each of the stone platforms is not small, so Liu Qinghuan quickly walked around.

"Eighteen Xuantian treasures, this number is really not small!"

He thought for a moment, walked back again, and stood still in front of a stone platform.

On this platform, there is a spear, and the place outside the stone is already more than one person high, the body of the gun is like iron and not iron, like stone and not stone, and there are strange inscriptions of heaven engraved on both sides, which looks extremely heavy. And the head of the gun is unstoppable, and the word immortal killing on the handle is impressive, and a fierce aura can be felt even through the light mask.

Liu Qinghuan didn't choose those Xuantian treasures that were bright and righteous at a glance, but fell in love with this blood-devouring and ruthless fierce soldier, and it was he who suddenly remembered that when he used his immortal body to fight with people, he seemed to lack a weapon to take advantage of.

In fact, he is not too short of magic weapons, and he has the Void Destroying Sword, Dinghai Zhu, the Thousand Autumn Reincarnation Pen and the Cause and Effect Book for Performing Dao Techniques and Dao Realms, and the killer weapon has ten thousand wooden bottles, and all kinds of spells complement him, and he is much richer than most of his peers.

So he was completely free to choose as he pleased, but it was not without hesitation: "Kill immortals...... Isn't it too fierce?"

In addition, the gun had been quietly stuck in the stone, and when he approached before, although he did not show any refusal, he did not pay much attention to him. Seeing him walk back at this moment, the gun turned around, as if it was also looking at him.

One person and one gun confronted each other silently through the light mask, and Liu Qinghuan's body gradually floated with a green gold glow, and he completely let go of his breath!

He slowly reached out and tentatively approached, his fingers reaching into the mask without hindrance.

The next moment, his hand suddenly increased in speed, and he grasped the barrel of the gun like lightning!

"Boom!" "Boom!" In my ears, at that moment, there seemed to be thousands of voices roaring and screaming, and the pictures of the battle flashed in front of my eyes, all of which had the figure of this immortal killing spear without exception!