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This search lasted one day and two nights.
I have to say that there are quite a lot of good things hidden in the Privy Council Palace.
For example, there is a whole cabinet of drawings of magical instruments.
Xia Fan found that he didn't understand much, but after Qian Yan and Luo Qingqing's analysis, he believed that these magic weapons were sharp weapons that could be used in personal combat, some were lethal and some were defensive. At the bottom of the cabinet, they also found a set of formation design drawings.
Xia Fan decided to let Qian Yan copy it on the spot, copying as much as he could.
In his opinion, the essence of a magic weapon is a tool that converts Qi into energy. Energy can be used to kill enemies, but it can also be used for other things. It only requires the user to understand its principles before it can be activated, skipping the gap of conventional spells such as nature attributes. Even if the final effect varies from person to person, it can at least have a universally applicable effect.
In addition to the secret documents placed in the cabinet, Luo Qingqing also found several secret boxes on the wall and on the floor - they also had traps, but they were easily resolved by dragon scales. These secret compartments contain many rare objects, such as rare meteorite iron and insect-encrusted amber, all of which are powerful medicines that the alchemists crave. There are also some items that are directly gold and silver jewelry, but compared with the previous items, it is difficult to arouse everyone's interest.
Unfortunately, the four of them could only rummage around in the central area. Luo Qingqing could feel that this place was connected to more secret places, but he could never find a way to open the secret passage.
In addition, she also found a heavy iron door behind a curtain.
The size of this door is almost the same as that of an ordinary door. The door is smooth and shiny, and traces of grease can also be seen on the door. It is obviously well maintained.
Luo gently inserted the dragon scale through the crack of the door, but it was still difficult to penetrate the door. This meant that its thickness was more than half an arm, and it was difficult to penetrate even with artillery.
After everyone gathered together, Xia Fan took over the task of breaking the door.
After observing the keyhole, he inserted the antenna into the hole with a small piece of remaining copper wire, and then performed a streamer technique. Since it is a keyhole, whether the current can be discharged smoothly will not be considered, and every metal contact can form a short circuit. After repeating this for nearly a hundred times, the lock and bolt were eventually melted into a soft, semi-solid substance by the high heat brought by the current.
Then he hit hard.
The door suddenly opened a small crack.
After hearing the sound, everyone worked together to push the heavy iron door open little by little, and a new small room appeared in front of everyone.
It is about five or six meters long and wide. Except for the door side, there are three wooden platforms placed on each of the other three walls. A transparent crystal square box hangs above the wooden platform.
Not every box contains something, or most of them are empty. Only three crystal boxes contain a small ball emitting black mist.
Xia Fan got closer and realized that it was actually an eyeball! And wrapped in the mist, the thing didn't seem to be dead, and was still turning left and right. When he saw clearly that it was an eyeball, the eyeball stared at him. In an instant, the black mist around it seemed to become thicker.
"Why is there such a thing in the Recording Department... It makes people feel sick at first sight." Li frowned.
"Could it be that the things stored here are—" Qian Yan showed surprise at first, then quickly stepped forward and opened the book on the wooden table, with a slight look on his face, "Sure enough..."
"Sure enough?"
"This room is used to store magic." She said quietly.
The hands and feet of the three people could not help but relax.
"Xianju... do you mean these eyes?"
"Honestly, this is the first time I have seen it." Qian Yan lowered his voice, "Xianjutsu was the top secret in the magic world a hundred years ago. It was considered a gift from heaven and was exclusive to the listener for a long time. Things. Although I said that Yongguo has developed the technology to inherit immortal arts in the last ten years, but the specific situation, the Fang family and I have no way of knowing."
"Now, I have finally seen the real thing -"
She stretched out her finger and pointed at one eye, and sharp ice picks formed on her fingertips.
"Wait, what are you going to do?" Xia Fan suddenly realized her plan and suddenly raised her arm.
The ice pick shot out like an arrow and hit the wall above his head.
"Let me go, I want to liberate them!"
"This is the Gyeonggi Privy Council. Calm down!" Xia Fan simply picked her up with one hand and placed her away from the crystal box. "And... what does liberation mean?"
"Don't you understand yet?" Qian Yan bit his lip, "The price of inheritance is the life of the previous holder. I used to wonder how it was achieved, but now I understand. The combination of accumulation and energy, Use chaos to maintain the consciousness until it is injected into the new user's body - it is not a simple eyeball, but the consciousness of the previous alchemist!"
"They were imprisoned in this small place unable to move... for decades, even hundreds of years. As long as there is no next successor, they will always be like this. And some of them, I may have fought alongside them... "
"I see." Xia Fan nodded understandingly, "But don't forget where we are now - the Privy Council may accept that we entered this place for investigation, but we will never turn a blind eye to the loss of magic. If the situation is worse Worse, if they don’t think that the magic has been destroyed, but suspect that we have monopolized the magic, then we will never leave Gyeonggi in this life.”
After a while, Qian Yan finally calmed down, "... You are right, I shouldn't do this at this time."
"If they are really people from a hundred years ago and still retain their consciousness, can they be made alive again?" Li curiously asked.
"I have never heard of an example of a person whose consciousness was eroded by chaos and could be restored to its original state," Qianyan shook his head. "Before they die, they will lose most of themselves and continue to suffer the pain of devouring them. That's all."
"Besides this method, is there no other way to pass down the magic?"
"If there were, they would have used it long ago." Qian Yan looked at Luo Qingqing, "You should know it very well, right? Those things seem to suddenly appear in your mind, and it is difficult to describe them with existing words. Even through special The extracted techniques, just like the contents recorded in this book, cannot be understood by ordinary people at all."
Xia Fan opened one of the books, intending to see what was written on it. "Not even among listeners?"
"The principles of magic are different. Even if you are a listener, observing a completely different magic is completely beyond the scope of your ability."
"Really...why do I think I can understand it?" Xia Fan asked confused.
"What did you say?" The other three people couldn't help but be stunned.
"It's not that I can understand it right away... But if I spend more time, I might know what it is saying." Xia Fan murmured. What he saw before him was clearly an extremely complex "circuit diagram".