Seeing the Chilong rushing over screaming, but the head of the Hentian clan was so scared that he turned around and ran away before rushing over, Fang Xing immediately felt relieved.
Thinking about the mid-term cultivation base of Jindan, the patriarch of the Hentian clan, although his strength is good, but it is basically useless when he meets Chilong.
He himself is not interested in participating in this kind of fighting style. With his cultivation base, it is no problem to bully the early Jindan stage, but if he confronts the masters of the Jindan middle stage or even Jindan Mahayana stage, it will be a bit dangerous , even if you can use the breath concealment technique to hide your own breath, you may be shrouded in the aftermath of the opponent's spell, and you will be injured if you touch it, and you will die if you touch it.
It is precisely because of this that he immediately cast the concealing technique excitedly, without making a sound, and at this time passed through the tyrannical and intruding beasts in the Hentian Clan, his figure was like a ghost, and he went straight to Hentian Go to the Secret Pavilion.
This secret pavilion is located in the southwestern corner of the mountain where the Hentian clan gathers, in a ravine where two black peaks are mixed. On weekdays, three miles away from this place is a restricted area, with layers of large formations and complicated restrictions, and there are The warriors in the clan guarded it all the year round, and there was no chance of getting close at all. What's more, the two old cultivators of the Jindan Mahayana in the clan retreated here, and they were considered to have guarded the pavilion.
In this situation, it is almost impossible for people to secretly sneak into the secret pavilion, even Fang Xing and Suzaku are not capable.
It was precisely because of this that the two of them unanimously chose to attack Hen Tianqing, which was considered cheap.
But at this time, the defense of this secret pavilion is not so strictly forbidden. The two old cultivators who usually retreat here and guard this pavilion are the two who joined hands with the great priest and others to extract the red dragon refiner. The second old Xiu was seriously wounded and 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 long since dispersed.
But on the path leading to the secret pavilion, there are still several powerful restrictions. Before that, there was a magic circle guarding the defense, but Fang Xing attracted a wave of beasts to attack the Hentian clan. In the chaos, the violent fierce The beast had already crashed into several formation hubs, so that the formation covering the entire Hentian Clan was destroyed, and the formation stopped functioning, no different from a death formation.
As for the restriction, under the influence of Fang Xing's yin and yang gods and demons, it is as conspicuous as a lice on a bald head.
To put it simply, the Secret Pavilion of the Hentian Clan at this time is 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, was satisfied, and slipped in with his hands behind his back.
This secret pavilion of the Hentian Clan was rumored to have been built by the ancestors of the Hentian Clan back then, and it is unknown how many thousand years old it is.
And the Ancestor Hentian is also a legendary figure in Guixu, and even members of the Hentian clan don't know his identity in the outside world. Some people say that he is an old devil who roamed outside the market thousands of years ago. Being hunted down so badly, feeling that the whole world is against him, and being betrayed by those close to him, so that the Dao system was destroyed by others, that's why he hid in Guixu and called himself Hentian.
There are also speculations that the ancestor of Hentian was a disciple of Shenzhou Lihentian back then, but he failed to fight for the Lord of God, and in desperation, he fled to Guixu.
No matter what kind of argument it is, Patriarch Hentian is indeed one of the strongest characters in the history of Guixu, but there is no doubt. In an environment where even a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm does not exist, the ancestor of Heantian can be said to be an absolute legendary existence, and the value of what he left behind before his death can be imagined.
The environment of Guixu is different. Except for those few ancestor-level figures, it is impossible for the monks here to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm, and how many monks whose cultivation base is above the Nascent Soul Realm will be forced to die. Come to Guixu? It is also for this reason that there are very few masters of Nascent Soul Realm and above in Guixu, especially after the death of those ancestors, there is not even a single one.
The secret pavilion is a grotto that has hollowed out a mountain peak. It doesn't look conspicuous on the outside. Only the densely packed restrictions can tell how much Hentian attaches importance to this secret pavilion. Fang Xing raised his spirits and walked around quickly. After going through layers of restrictions, he swaggered into the secret pavilion, and it was a joy to look at him, who said that the Hentian clan is poor, and has a lot of treasures!
The Secret Pavilion doesn't look that big, it's about ten zhang square, and it's filled with all kinds of wooden frames. There are both magic treasures and talisman seals on it. They must have entered the enshrinement of the Hentian Clan over the years. The resources donated, more or less add up, but it is also dazzling, even the mountain treasures and elves that Fang Xing offered at the beginning are here, which makes Fang Xing feel kind.
In the middle of the secret pavilion, there is a small pile of spirit stones, distributed in three piles according to the upper, middle and lower grades.
And on the shelf to the south, there are also a bunch of panacea, densely packed, divided into categories, and there are quite a few.
These things, at first glance, seem to be quite a lot, but if you think about it, five Golden Core Mahayana cultivators, four Golden Core mid-stage cultivators, plus thirty or so early Golden Core cultivators and forty or fifty famous builders If Ji Zhixiu, countless Lingdong, and tens of thousands of clansmen without cultivation bases add up to only this kind of thing, it seems extremely pitiful, and Guixu is really poor.
"Mosquitoes are small meat, so don't pick them up, let's take them away!"
Fang Xing was a little aggrieved, and felt that things were worse than he imagined, but he didn't care much about it. He opened the storage bag and stuffed it vigorously. He wanted to search all the things away, but It is a pity to find that the space in his storage bag is too small, or he has too many treasures, seven or eight storage bags are almost full...
I have no choice but to pick and choose, put away the ones that I like, and put away the ones that I don’t like... Smash it!
"If only there was a bigger storage bag that wouldn't fill it no matter what..."
While picking and picking, Fang Xing thought while making great wishes in his heart.
"Hey, that's not right..."
After picking it up for a while, Fang Xing was startled suddenly, feeling something was wrong.
"Although there are a few good ones here, the overall quality is just so-so. I don't even think much of the young master. How could that Suzaku have been lurking in the Hentian clan for a year, specializing in it?" In order to enter the secret pavilion? Something is wrong, there must be some secrets in this secret pavilion that I have not discovered. According to legend, the secret pavilion is something left by the ancestor who hates the sky... "
Recalling that in the treasure house of the Dragon Girl of the Liuli Palace, there was a secret room in the treasure house, so Fang Xing paid attention to it. The Yin-Yang God and Demon Sword was activated to the extreme, and carefully searched for every clue...
He soon discovered that among the four walls of the secret pavilion full of restrictions, there seemed to be one wall with fewer restrictions, but the power of the restrictions was stronger. It should be because this wall is often active. If there are too many restrictions, it is easy to accidentally touch it. If the restriction is strong, it means that there is something precious behind the wall, and people are afraid of sneaking in...
"Hey, these old men who hate Tianshi are quite smart, they actually play this game!"
Fang Xing sneered, observed carefully in front of the wall for a while, and suddenly kicked towards an inconspicuous protrusion in the corner.
clack clack clack...
There was a tooth-piercing sound of the mechanism being activated, and the wall was slowly moved away, revealing a secret pavilion behind the wall.
"Experience is really important..."
Fang Xing stared blankly at the secret pavilion, maybe the one outside is just a treasure house, and the one inside is the real secret pavilion.
This secret pavilion is so secret, 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 picture scroll as tall as a person. On the painting is an old man with beard and hair standing tall and full of magic, stepping on dark clouds and holding a strange face. The bronze mirror, in the other hand, is still holding a person's head. Its ferocious appearance seems to be through the picture scroll, making people feel the spooky magic, which is extremely terrifying.
Under the picture scroll, there is a long table with some offerings and incense burner placed on it.
Other than that, the layout of the small secret room has a panoramic view, and there is nothing else.
Fang Xing, who had just gotten excited, was stunned for a moment. Seeing that there was no serious restriction, he went in for a walk.
That's right, except for the portrait, there are only some offerings on the long case, which are all ordinary offerings, nothing unusual, and there are indeed no other organs arranged in this secret room, just like what he saw, it was empty , and nothing else.
"It doesn't make sense..."
Fang Xing didn't see the secret treasure left by the legendary ancestor Heantian, and he felt a little depressed and muttered dissatisfied in his heart.
He looked at the painting again, but saw that it was not a magic weapon, it was just an ordinary portrait, the paper was a little yellowed, and this portrait was not a rare thing, when he was invited to be the Hentian Clan's When enshrining, he once paid homage to a portrait of Heantian Patriarch at the ceremony, and it was clearly this one. I heard from the great priest that the one on this portrait is Heantian Patriarch.
There was nothing in the secret room, and the portraits were ordinary. Fang Xing suddenly became anxious.
There was constant fighting outside, and it was not certain when a ferocious beast would come here, so he didn't have much time to delay.
"Huh? What are you looking at, old man? Believe it or not that your eyes were dug out?"
Inadvertently raised his head, but saw the old man in the painting looking at him fiercely, the painting is really vivid, the person on the painting has strange eyes turned, fierce eyes, as if there is such a person staring at Fang Xing. If ordinary people saw it, they would probably feel terrified, but Fang Xing was so bold, not only was he not afraid, but he became angry, rolled his eyes, and cursed fiercely.
You, an old man who has been dead for so many years, dare to look at the young master like that, it's against you!