I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

"Roar!"

As soon as Qin Feng came to the taboo spiritual weapon, he heard a faint roar, as if a god had been imprisoned inside.

"The aura of the gods in this artifact is very extraordinary, and it must have a lot to do with the gods." The black dragon in the nine-story demon tower said in a deep voice.

"I don't know its situation now, so I can only get to know it slowly after it is refined." Qin Feng waved his sleeves while speaking, and collected it into the system space.

Then his powerful spiritual consciousness spread out, wanting to see if there were any other treasures on the top of the mountain, but nothing was gained.

"System, sign in here for me." Qin Feng thought to himself.

"Ding! Congratulations, Master, you have successfully signed in and obtained the Yangxin Pill." The system's notification sounded in Qin Feng's ear.

There is a small jade bottle in the system space, but the grade of Yangxin Pill is not high, only the sixth grade.

"It seems that this is just an ordinary mountain." Qin Feng shook his head.

He looked back and saw that the monks who came to participate in the assessment, as well as the disciples of the Lingyun sect, had already fled away. The mountain top, which was full of people just now, has become very clean now.

He didn't stay any longer, rose into the air, and then headed towards the Great Xia Imperial City.

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The location of the Burial God Mountain was not too far from the Great Xia Imperial City, and Qin Feng had already arrived in less than an hour.

This place is extremely prosperous now. Although the level of prosperity is still far from being comparable to the imperial cities of those pilgrimage in Zhongzhou, it is at least comparable to some famous cities in those dynasties.

All kinds of merchant ships and vehicles came and went in an endless stream, and the patrolling soldiers were all of extraordinary cultivation.

Some people who came here for the first time were even stunned by the sight in front of them when they saw the imperial city in front of them.

Qin Feng was very satisfied when he saw the current situation of the imperial city. The stronger the Great Xia Dynasty develops, the stronger the dynasty's luck will be, and he can also mobilize the dynasty's luck, which may become his other partner in the future. Big killer.

"Shh!"

After Qin Feng entered the imperial city, he went directly to the imperial tomb.

He was already at the fifth level of the Martial Realm, and while hiding his aura, no one noticed him along the way.

In this imperial tomb, the aura is as strong as the Holy Spirit Academy. Looking around, the rare ancient medicines in the imperial tomb are growing vigorously, crystal clear, and bursts of medicinal fragrance.

That Qin Feng was dug out from the secret realm of Hunyuanzong. It was already a tall and graceful ninth-level spiritual tree, and the fruits on it were surrounded by streamers.

"Shh!"

The black dragon ran out of the nine-story demon tower, flew to the top of the ninth-level spirit tree, and said, "Why didn't you notice it last time, this spirit tree doesn't look like it can grow in this era at all!"

As he spoke, he picked a fruit and gnawed it, the juice overflowing.

"I found this in the secret realm left over from the previous era, and then dug it out." Qin Feng said lightly.

His attention was not on the ninth-level spiritual tree, but on the place where he had planted the root of the hibiscus tree.

"Sure enough, it has grown." Qin Feng saw a small tree about half a person's height, whose leaves were like burning flames.

Moreover, on the trunk and leaves of the small tree, there is a very special pattern, like a distinctive dao rhyme, exuding bursts of scorching energy fluctuations.

Some of the surrounding ground was even burnt black.

Those leaves that burned like flames were exactly the same as the leaves of the Hibiscus sacred tree that he had signed in before.

When Qin Feng approached, he saw that the rhizome of this sacred hibiscus tree grew on a large number of spiritual stones he buried in the ground, absorbing the spiritual energy of the spiritual stones continuously as nutrients for growth.

As for the life spirit spring inside, it has dried up, and almost two-thirds of the spirit stones have turned into ordinary stones.

"The rhizome of this hibiscus tree actually sprouted."

The black dragon who was nibbling on the spiritual fruit flew over and muttered, "When I got it, I thought it was completely dead."

"To be on the safe side, it's better to pour a little more spiritual spring of life." Qin Feng said, and took out a jade bottle filled with the spiritual spring of life from the system space.

"Crash..."

There was a space formation in the jade bottle, and there was a hundred catties of life spring water in it, and Qin Feng poured all of it into the small pit around the roots of the Hibiscus Sacred Tree.

Heilong shook his head, thinking that Qin Feng was too extravagant, the sacred hibiscus tree had already grown half a person's height, and watered so many spiritual springs of life.

And at this time, someone came to the imperial tomb.

It was Chu Xiong.

"Wang... lord?!"

Seeing the figure in the imperial mausoleum, Chu Xiong wondered if he had misread it. After rubbing his eyes to make sure again, he hurriedly stepped forward in surprise and said, "My lord, you are back again!"

"Well, if you want to enter the boundless sea, just take a look when you pass by here."

After Qin Feng paused, he frowned and said, "You are still guarding the imperial tomb, aren't you?"

After Qin Jiunian's son gained power, he relegated Chu Xiong. It was extremely miserable. Now that Qin Jiunian is back in power, he thinks that Chu Xiong will not be sent to guard the imperial tomb anymore.

This is not a bad job.

"No."

Chu Xiong shook his head, and said, "I'm in charge of the defense of the imperial city now, and I just come to visit it regularly."

After a pause, he couldn't help asking: "This tree planted by the prince must be of a very high grade!"

Originally, it was because the ninth-level spiritual tree gathered the luck of the dynasty. He was worried that something might go wrong, so he would come to check it regularly.

However, he later noticed the budding Fusang sacred tree, and felt that the rank of this tree must be above the ninth-rank spiritual tree, so he came more frequently, almost every day to check.

"The grade is indeed not low, it should be at the same level as the immortal medicine." Qin Feng said slowly after hearing that.

"No... the same level as the elixir of immortality?!" Chu Xiong was stunned when he heard Qin Feng say this lightly.

To him, it was a fetish that was only recorded in ancient books. He never dreamed that he could actually see it, and in recent years, he saw it every day.

Then Chu Xiong thought of something, and said worriedly: "Although the roots of this level of fetish have sprouted and grown, the spirit stone alone may not be enough for it to grow in the future!

From what I read in the ancient books, apart from the family of the ancient holy land, there are not many forces that can provide so many cultivation resources to support the growth of the immortal medicine. "