Xin Han already had his own ideas about what kind of tool to temper. What he cared about the most was his family, a warm home.

At this time, he already had such a home, just in the Forbidden City of Yitian and Deer Tribute, where there was a woman who loved him, and it was also the place where he thought of him to rest after he was mentally exhausted.

So he planned to use the entire Forbidden City in the Heaven of Heaven as a blueprint to create a complete palace group.

Especially the Feng Shui pattern of the Forbidden City was arranged by him personally, which implies the ultimate principles of yin and yang. If tempered, the function of this tool will be more.

In his vision, if this weapon is tempered, the basic functions of suppressing, trapping people, gathering spirits, protecting, and attacking the enemy, and other wonderful uses will gradually increase with tempering.

When he thought of it, he did it. Xin Han's divine thoughts moved. The hundreds of golden divine patterns condensed from the sea of ​​suffering suddenly merged into the shape of a palace group.

But the palace, palace, courtyard and garden are still a little blurry, but they still look like the Forbidden City.

These hundreds of divine patterns are obviously far from enough.

Xin Han continued to circulate the Taoist scriptures and exacerbated the sea of ​​suffering. After three days, tens of thousands of golden divine patterns condensed, and finally made out the general appearance of the Forbidden City.

Condensing divine patterns also requires energy. Even if his immortal body has almost endless energy in the sea of ​​suffering, it is very tiring to condense tens of thousands of divine patterns in just three days.

I took out the yi barrel of divine spring, fed half a barrel directly, and drank a few large glasses of snake blood wine before I recovered my vitality.

Looking at the sea of ​​bitterness, this floating golden palace community suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment.

With his palm stretched out, the Forbidden City appeared instantly, floating on Xin Han's palm. The entire palace was filled with divine light and the fairy aura was filled with mist, and it was already quite powerful at this time.

Xin Han nodded with satisfaction. This was just a prototype. This palace community had countless possibilities in his own hands.

He felt that the name of the Forbidden City was no longer suitable for this palace community, so he pondered: "If you are immortal, you will live forever, so you should call it the Immortal Heavenly Palace!"

As he finished speaking, a golden plaque appeared on the main entrance of the palace community, with four seal characters flying dragons and phoenixes dancing on it.

This immortal heavenly palace uses thousands of divine patterns to temper its prototype. Although it is still not true and cannot achieve true immortality, as Xin Han continues to temper and adds Xuanhuang’s mother energy, sooner or later, there will be such a heavenly world that will be worthy of its name.

After a few days of retreat, I finally gained some gains. After harvesting the spirit crystals, withdrawing the magic circle, Xin Han stepped out, and saw the sunset hanging in the western sky, making the entire peak even more desolate.

The old man Li Ruoyu sat in front of the door of the broken palace. When he saw Xin Han coming out, he nodded and asked, "Fellow Taoist has gained something... Huh!"

He showed surprise on his face: "With the strength of fellow Taoists... Can fellow Taoists and those ancient powerful people actually come from the Secret Realm of Xiudan?"

He obviously saw that Xin Han was just the secret realm of the Wheel Sea, but how could people in the secret realm of the Wheel Sea have such cultivation? So Li Ruoyu unconsciously thought of some powerful people in ancient times.

Xin Han smiled and said nothing, but asked, "Fellow Taoist, you live in this Zhuo Peak. Have you ever inherited the secret technique of the Zhuo Peak of the Nine Secrets?"

Seeing that Xin Han did not answer, Li Ruoyu did not ask questions, and laughed: "It's not that easy..." After he finished speaking, he turned his head and stopped talking.

Obviously there was some reservations between the two's conversations.

Xin Han took a step and disappeared on Zhuo Peak. Li Ruoyu's face felt inexplicable fear, and after a while, he sighed slowly: "Such a character descended on Zhuo Peak, and the inheritance is about to begin, and I don't know whether it is a disaster or a blessing!"

After a while, Xin Han suddenly appeared again. He had two treated pheasants in his hand. He took the ingredients locally on the peak, raised the bonfire and barbecued them. Under his superb cooking skills, the two roasted chickens were quickly prepared, sprinkled with some salt and threw them directly at Li Ruoyu.

Li Ruoyu was not pretentious, and reached out to take it and tore off a chicken leg, bit it, and felt the fragrance was fragrant, and he couldn't help but praise: "Fellow Taoist is such a good craft, but it's a pity to have meat but no wine!"

Xin Han smiled and threw over the porcelain bottle. It was filled with nourishing medicinal wine prepared by Ping Yizhi and others. In addition to paying attention to the aroma of the wine, it also has a tonic effect.

Li Ruoyu drank and praised him, "Fellow Taoist is really enjoying it!"

Xin Han also became interested and talked about how to roast the chicken and how to master the heat to maximize its fragrance and taste. The two of them were talking while eating and drinking, mostly about the desire to eat and drink, but they didn't talk about the matters in their practice.

After eating, Xin Han returned to the room where he was in seclusion, and re-arranged the formation to cover his breath, and then began to realize the inheritance of Zhuo Peak.

The inheritance of the secret of Zhuo Peak has not yet been opened, but it is not a big deal for Xin Han, because he has his own way to directly escape the colorful thunder and lightning soul and sit cross-legged in the void.

Xin Han's colorful thunder and lightning soul is like the thunder and lightning god, which can control all kinds of thunder. When this appears, the thunder and lightning elements on the entire peak will become active in an instant, as if they have seen their own relatives, parents, and ministers, and ministers are worshiping the king.

At this moment, Li Ruoyu suddenly broke away from his eyes, and his turbid and dim eyes suddenly became brighter: "Why do you feel that the spiritual energy around you has changed a little, but you can't tell what's wrong..."

All the lightning elements, that is, electric charges on the top and bottom of Zhuo Peak, are all under Xin Han's soul, sensing and control, and can constantly feedback various information.

At this moment, in Xin Han's divine thoughts, it was like a holographic picture was produced, and he would be perceived by slight changes.

What's even more amazing is that the thoughts and various invisible information left by Zhuofeng's predecessors were also scanned by the magnetic field generated by the movement of these charge poles, and thus fed back to the colorful soul.

The entire Zhuofeng was like opening the door for him, from top to bottom, from inside to outside, there was no secret for Xin Han.

Under the perception of the soul, a void appeared at the top of the peak of the cumulative peak, extremely quiet, the grass and trees inside flourished and withered, and the green leaves were dripping, and withered and silent.

The ninth-level ladder was hazy and constantly magnified, and the jade tower and jade space floated upwards, lying in the void.

On the mountain, the extreme void and deep tranquility are like the evolution of the world, and the inexplicable "Tao" and "reason" are intertwined.

Everything is full of vitality, revolving around, and moving in a circular motion. At first, the flowers are as colorful as the green leaves are about to stain, but eventually wither and wither and return to their roots.

An inexplicable voice was echoing, and was listened to by Xin Han's soul. This was not the Nine Secrets, but the inheritance of Zhuofeng. Xin Han just listened casually. What he cared about was the secret of the word "六" afterwards!

Suddenly, an inexplicable Taoist rhyme was flowing, and it seemed extremely mysterious. Compared with Zhuofeng's ancient mental method, there were many differences. There was no sound or turbulent waves. There were only a strange charm that appeared on the top of Zhuofeng.

Li Ruoyu's eyes looked like lightning, looking at the room where Xin Han was, muttering to himself:

"In addition to me, there were once a great wise mana who also obtained the fundamental mental techniques and secret techniques of Zhuofeng within a time when the inheritance should not be opened. In the end, the magic power was extremely powerful, comparable to that of ancient powers, and extremely powerful. Could this fellow Taoist also be destined to be a destined person? How is this... possible!"

"I see......!"

The soul returned to the sea of ​​consciousness, Xin Han slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes showed a hint of joy. Even if he learned this secret technique in the strange charm of the Zhuo Peak, he could only understand it but not express it. But at this moment, he had truly obtained the inheritance of the Nine Secrets, all secrets. To be continued.
Chapter completed!