Chapter 416: Hatred Ancestor

Seeing the red dragon roaring and rushing over, the leader of the Hentian clan was so frightened that he turned around and ran away before he could rush over. Fang Xing felt relieved immediately.

Come to think of it, the leader of the Hentian clan has a mid-level Jindan cultivation, and although his strength is good, if he encounters a red dragon, he will basically have no chance.

He himself is not interested in participating in such a fight. With his cultivation level, it is no problem to bully the early stage of Jindan. However, it would be a bit dangerous if he faced off against masters in the middle stage of Jindan or even the Mahayana stage of Jindan. , even if you can use the breath masking technique to hide your own aura, you may still be shrouded in the aftermath of the opponent's spell, and you will be injured or die if you touch it.

Precisely because of this, he immediately used the Breath Covering Technique and quietly passed through the vicious beasts that were violently invading the Hentian clan. He looked like a ghost and headed towards Hentian. Go to the secret pavilion.

This secret pavilion is located in the southwest corner of the mountain where the Hentian clan gathers, in a ravine between two black peaks. On weekdays, three miles away from this place is the restricted area, which is covered with layers of large formations and complex restrictions, and there are The warriors in the clan have been guarding it all year round, and there is no chance to get close. More importantly, the two veteran Jindan Mahayana cultivators in the clan are retreating here, and they can be considered to have guarded the pavilion.

In this situation, it is almost impossible for someone to sneak into the secret pavilion secretly, not even with the skills of Fang Xing and Suzaku.

It was precisely because of this that the two of them chose to start with Hen Tianqing, which was considered cheap.

But at this time, the defense of this secret pavilion was no longer so strict. The two old cultivators who usually retreated here and guarded this pavilion were the two who joined forces with the great worshiper and others to extract the red dragon weapon. The second veteran cultivator was seriously injured at this time and was in such a dangerous environment. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and the clan warriors who usually guarded the secret pavilion had already dispersed.

But on the path leading to the secret pavilion, there are still several powerful restrictions. There were also magic circles guarding it before, and the defense was tight. However, Fang Xing attracted a tide of beasts to attack the Hentian clan. In the chaos, the violent ferocity The beast has collided with several formation hubs, so that the formation that enveloped the entire Hentian Clan has been destroyed. The formation has stopped functioning, and is no different from a death formation.

As for the restriction, under the influence of Fang Xing's Yin Yang Divine Demon Mirror, it was as conspicuous as a lice on a bald head.

To put it simply, the Hentian clan's secret pavilion at this time was like an undefended treasure to Fang Xing.

"Haha, every time I come to someone else's treasure house, I feel like I'm back home..."

Fang Xing stood on the path in front of the secret pavilion, took a deep breath, felt satisfied, and slipped in with his hands behind his back.

This secret pavilion of the Hentian Clan was said to have been built by the ancestor of the Hentian Clan back then, but it is unknown for thousands of years.

Patriarch Hentian is also a legendary figure in Guixu. Even the Hentian clan does not know his identity in the outside world. Some people say that he is an old demon who roamed outside the ruins thousands of years ago. Being hunted so fiercely, I felt that the whole world was against me, and I was betrayed by those close to me, so that the great lineage was destroyed, so I hid in Guixu and claimed to hate the sky.

There is also speculation that Patriarch Hentian was a disciple of Li Hentian in China, but he failed to fight for the Lord of Heaven, and in desperation, he fled to Guixu.

No matter what the statement is, Patriarch Hentian is indeed one of the strongest figures in the history of Guixu, but there is no doubt that it is said that his cultivation level back then has reached the realm of transcending tribulation. For those in Guixu now, In an environment where there are no monks in the Nascent Soul realm, Patriarch Hentian can be said to be an absolutely legendary existence. The value of the things he left behind before his death can be imagined.

The environment in Guixu is different. Except for those few ancestor-level figures, it is impossible for the monks here to break through to the Yuanying realm. And there are a few monks who are already above the Yuanying realm and will be forced to do so. Come to Guixu? It is precisely for this reason that there are very few masters at the Nascent Soul realm and above in Guixu, especially after the deaths of those ancestors, there is no one left.

The secret pavilion is a grotto with a mountain peak hollowed out. It does not look conspicuous from the outside. Only the dense restrictions show how much the Hentian family values ​​​​the secret pavilion. Fang Xing gathered his energy and quickly walked around. After passing through the layers of restrictions, he swaggered into the secret pavilion. The sight made him happy. Who said that the Hentian clan was poor and had a lot of treasures!

The secret pavilion does not look big, with a radius of about ten feet. It is filled with various wooden frames. There are magic weapons and talismans and seals placed on them. They must have entered the Hentian clan's shrine over the years. The resources donated, more or less added up, are dazzling. Even the mountain treasures and elves that Fang Xing presented originally are here, making Fang Xing feel friendly.

In the middle of the secret pavilion, there is a small pile of spiritual stones. There are three piles distributed according to the upper, middle and lower grades.

On the shelf near the south, there are also a bunch of elixirs placed, densely packed and divided into categories.

These things, at first glance, are really quite a lot, but if you think about it, there are five golden elixir Mahayana practitioners, four golden elixir mid-term practitioners, plus more than thirty early golden elixir practitioners, and forty or fifty famous practitioners. If Ji Zhixiu, countless dexterity, and tens of thousands of clan members without any cultivation ability combined could only have this kind of thing, it would seem extremely pitiful. Guixu was really poor.

"Mosquitoes are also meat. I don't want to pick them anymore, just keep them!"

Fang Xing felt a little aggrieved. He felt that things were a little worse than he thought, but he didn't care about them anymore. He opened the storage bag and stuffed it as hard as he could. He originally wanted to take away all the things, but he couldn't. Regrettably, he found that the space in his storage bag was too small, or that he had too many treasures. There were seven or eight storage bags, and they were almost full...

I had no choice but to pick and choose, put away the ones I liked, and smash the ones I didn't like...smashed!

"It would be nice if there was a bigger storage bag that can't be filled no matter how much it is filled..."

Fang Xing thought as he picked them up, with great wishes in his heart.

"Hey, that's not right..."

After picking it up for a while, Fang Xing was suddenly startled and felt something was wrong.

"Although there are a few good ones here, the overall quality is just mediocre. Even I don't like it very much. How could that Suzaku lurk in the Hentian clan for a year? To enter the secret pavilion? Something is wrong, something is wrong, there must be some secrets in this secret pavilion that I haven’t discovered. According to legend, the secret pavilion is something left by the ancestor of Hentian..."

Thinking of the layout of the secret room in the Dragon Girl's treasury in the Liuli Palace, Fang Xing paid attention and activated the Yin Yang Divine Demon Mirror to the extreme, searching for every clue in detail... …

He soon discovered that among the four walls of the secret pavilion that were covered with restrictions, one wall seemed to have fewer restrictions, but the power of the restrictions was stronger. This immediately made him pay attention. There were fewer restrictions, but the power of the restrictions was stronger. It should be because this wall is often moved. If there are too many restrictions, it is easy to accidentally touch it. If the restrictions are strong, it means there is something precious behind this wall, and you are afraid of people sneaking in...

"Hehe, these old men from the Hentian clan are quite smart, they actually played this trick!"

Fang Xing sneered, observed the wall carefully for a long time, and suddenly kicked towards an inconspicuous bulge in the corner of the wall.

Kick Kick Kick

There was a heartbreaking sound of the mechanism activating, and the wall slowly moved away, revealing a secret pavilion behind the wall.

"Experience is really important..."

Fang Xing stared blankly at the secret pavilion. Perhaps the one outside was just a treasure house, while the one inside was the real secret pavilion.

This secret pavilion was so confidential that if he hadn't had the experience of searching for treasures in the Dragon Girl's treasure house, he might have missed it.

In this secret pavilion, there is a secret room with a radius of nine feet. In the middle hangs a scroll as high as a person. On the painting is an old man with beard and hair standing on a halberd, with overwhelming demonic intent. He stands on dark clouds and holds a strange The bronze mirror, in the other hand, is holding a person's head. The ferocious look seems to pass through the painting, making people feel a sinister and evil spirit, which is extremely terrifying.

Under the scroll, there is a long table with some offerings and incense burners placed on it.

Other than that, the layout of the small secret room is visible, and there is nothing else.

Fang Xing, who had just become excited, was stunned for a moment. Seeing that there were no serious restrictions, he went in and walked around.

That's right. Apart from the portrait, there were only some offerings on the long table. They were all ordinary offerings, nothing unusual. And there were indeed no other arrangements in the secret room. As he saw, it was empty. , nothing else.

"It doesn't make sense..."

Fang Xing didn't see the secret treasure left by the legendary Ancestor Hentian, and he felt a little depressed, muttering dissatisfiedly.

He looked at the painting again, but saw that it was not a magic weapon, just an ordinary portrait, and the paper was a little yellowed. Moreover, this portrait was not a rare thing. When he was invited to become the Hentian clan's When worshiping, I once worshiped a portrait of Patriarch Hatian in the ceremony. It was clearly this one. I heard that the great worshiper said that the person in this portrait was Patriarch Hatian.

There was nothing else in the secret room, and the portraits were ordinary. Fang Xingdeng became a little anxious.

There was constant fighting outside, and there was no telling when a vicious beast would come here, so he didn't have much time to waste.

"Huh? What are you looking at, old man? Do you believe I dug out your eyes?"

He accidentally looked up and saw the old man in the painting looking at him fiercely. The painting was really lifelike. The person in the painting had strange eyes turned around and a fierce look in his eyes, as if there was really such a person staring at Fang Xing. If ordinary people saw it, they would probably feel angry, but Fang Xing was so bold. Not only was he not afraid, but he got angry, rolled his eyes, and cursed fiercely.

You, an old man who has been dead for who knows how many years, still dare to look at me like this? I've turned against you!