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The Golden Armor Guard shook his head.

"This Holy Emperor does not have a golden elixir. It takes a very difficult spiritual medicine to obtain, and a master of alchemy. It is impossible for this underground imperial tomb to have these. Besides, you can't exchange for a golden elixir for this bag of wealth."

Shi Hanyang's face was instantly bloodless, pale as snow, and his eyes were full of despair. He spent all his efforts to collect enough wealth in the past forty or fifty years, just to get that ray of opportunity in the imperial tomb, but this last ray of hope was also shattered.

But he had not given up his last glimmer of hope, and raised his head and said anxiously, "Please tell me where can I find the main medicine for refining the golden elixir? I dare not ask for the golden elixir to get the golden elixir, but I hope to get the guidance of the Saint Emperor. What should I do?"

The Golden Armored Guard sat upright on the throne, silent for a while, as if he was thinking about something. After a long time, it slowly said, "It is OK to use this bag of offerings to exchange for a clue. This Holy Emperor once collected this spiritual medicine in a rather dangerous place in the past. However, it has been too long, and it is not clear whether this spiritual medicine still exists there. Whether it can collect spiritual medicine depends on your chances and fortunes."

Then, its lips seemed to move, and he said something.

Shi Hanyang kept nodding.

The monks in the hall pricked up their ears and listened, but they couldn't help but feel a pity. They estimated that the Holy Emperor told Shi Hanyang individually the location where the spiritual medicine could be collected by transmitting the message to the secret.

"Okay, you've got what you want and can leave."

"Thank you for your advice from Your Majesty the Holy Emperor. If you succeed in the future, you will definitely come to thank Your Majesty the Holy Emperor again and save Your Majesty from the trap!"

Shi Hanyang got such a precious clue and showed no ecstasy. He suddenly knocked three times in a row, then got up and turned around and ran away from the imperial tomb palace. It seemed that he was about to set off to search immediately.

He still has more than 30 years of life, so he has to find the spiritual medicine and refine the golden elixir. Finally, he has succeeded in taking the spiritual elixir and making the spiritual elixir. He is still far from it. Every step requires great hardship.

The more than a dozen foundation-building monks remaining in the hall looked at each other.

This leader of the Sunset Sect History is in great luck, and he actually exchanged for a clue to obtain the golden elixir with an offering worth 500,000 spirit stones. The clue provided by the Nascent Soul monk Saint Emperor himself should probably not be fake.

Shi Hanyang is the leader of the sixth largest sect in the chaos. He can take out 500,000 spirit stones in one breath to seek the opportunity for immortality. However, none of them can compare to Shi Hanyang's wealth, so he is afraid that he will be as lucky as Shi Hanyang.

Moreover, many of them were not aware of the situation in the imperial tomb palace and did not bring any decent wealth. Shi Hanyang's wealth worth up to 500,000 spirit stones was in front of them, so they had no shame to take out their own things.

The Golden Armor Guard looked coldly at the remaining monks in the palace hall.

"What do you guys want to contribute?"

The monks looked at each other and hesitated who would go up first.

"His Majesty the Holy Emperor, I also have a piece of wealth here. Please accept it with a smile." Miao Hai suddenly gritted his teeth, climbed a few steps forward, took out a small cloth bag from his waist, and smiled flatteringly.

"What's inside?"

"When I was traveling in the spiritual fog cultivation world a few years ago, I encountered a snake fighting fiercely and accidentally got an egg laid by a seventh-level thunder feather eagle. I couldn't afford such a precious thunder feather eagle and never hatched it. I thought that the senior was afraid that he would be very lonely in this dark imperial tomb. With a spirit bird accompanying him, he felt somewhat proud after Miao Haishou showed his items.

When the monks heard this, they couldn't help but feel moved. This beast egg is indeed rare.

The average black-feathered eagle and snow-feathered eagle can grow into a sixth-level spiritual bird at most, which is already the highest limit. However, the thunder-feathered eagle is a thunder-feathered eagle mutated from the gold-type black-feathered eagle, which can grow into a seventh-level spiritual bird at most.

Although there is only a first-level gap, there is a huge difference between the two. The sixth level is just the strength of the foundation building level, while the seventh level is the strength of the early-level Jindan level, which is not the same level at all.

A seventh-level thunder eagle is even more powerful than the iron armored guard in front of the imperial tomb palace. After all, the puppet is a dead object and lacks sufficient flexibility, while the thunder eagle is a living spirit bird.

I can get such animal eggs, so Miao Hai is lucky.

However, the reaction of the Golden Armor Guard was a little strange. It seemed that it was not interested in the spirit bird egg, but instead stared at Miaohai.

"This is your first time here in this imperial tomb? Come here!"

Miao Hai was stunned for a moment and immediately realized that the Golden Armor Guard asked him to go over. He hesitated for a while and crawled over.

The red light flashed in the golden armored guard's eyes, and he glanced at Miao Hai, "Multiculous Spirit Roots, the potential of fifty-seven Spirit Roots..." Finally, he shook his head in disappointment and waved his hand, "You can leave!"

"But, this spirit bird egg~... His Majesty the Holy Emperor doesn't want this beast egg?! I have some other items here, please check it out."

Miao Hai didn't know why the Holy Emperor was disappointed, so he was a little anxious. The Holy Emperor did not take the animal eggs and said nothing, so he asked him to leave. He was not here for nothing to come to the imperial tomb for nothing. He would not have met such an opportunity at any time. If there was no gain today, he might never meet a second Nascent Soul monk in his life.

"roll!"

The cold voice of the Golden Armor Guard did not look at him again.

Miao Hai was shocked and did not dare to say anything. He retreated dejectedly and left the palace with great reluctance.

The monks couldn't help but gloat. They also guessed the reason why the Holy Emperor did not collect the beast egg in Miaohai. The beast egg of the Thunder Peel Eagle is indeed a good thing, but it has no effect on the Holy Emperor. Feeding the Thunder Peel Eagle requires a huge amount of food. There are almost no living creatures in this imperial tomb. Every forty or fifty years, only a few days after the passage is opened, cultivators break in. Even the Nascent Soul Cultivator Saint Emperor could not feed the Thunder Peel Eagle. This beast egg is afraid that it is not worth a low-grade spirit stone for the Holy Emperor.

In comparison, Shi Hanyang is much smarter and contributes a large amount of raw materials and spirit stones, many of which are equipment used to refine puppets. These raw materials can be used to repair puppets in underground imperial tombs, and are naturally valued by the Holy Emperor.

Next, the foundation-building monks came forward one by one to offer their wealth.

With Miao Hai's past lessons, they naturally would not take out the useless things, and those who took action were rare things of high value. Of course, the rewards they received were also good.

The Holy Emperor is the only remaining Nascent Soul cultivator in this world. His extensive knowledge and his many secret techniques are shocking. Whether it is the difficulties encountered in the foundation-building stage cultivation, or the desire to learn some rare secret technique, he can more or less get answers or clues from the Holy Emperor.

How much reward can be obtained depends entirely on the value of the wealth contributed by the monks.

Except for Shi Hanyang who obtained information about the Golden Pill at a huge cost, the other monks did not have this opportunity, but just got some things outside of their bodies.

In a blink of an eye, the hall was empty, leaving only a few monks such as Ye Qin, Ma Dongyan, and Chu Hui.

Ye Qin was extremely depressed and thought about what items to take out and get something from the Holy Emperor. He did not prepare in advance and did not bring any wealth. The only material he brought was the spiritual medicine planted in the purple palace. However, the Holy Emperor was obviously a master of instrument making. His body was lying in the ice coffin and could only speak with the body of the Golden Armor Guard. It had no use for the spiritual medicine.

If he couldn't come up with anything that interested the Holy Emperor, he would leave in shame like Miao Hai and others, and come to the imperial tomb for nothing and miss this great opportunity.

"You guys, what other items should you offer?" said Jin Jiawei.

"His Majesty the Holy Emperor, my younger brother Ma Dongyan, I have no items and I have no requests." Ma Dongyan stood up at this time, stepped forward, and said respectfully.

"Oh, then what are you doing here?"

"I came here to try to help the Holy Emperor escape from the trouble, leave this underground imperial tomb, and return to the ground."

"You are intent!"

The Golden Armor Guard said lightly, "It is simple for this Holy Emperor to leave this underground imperial tomb. He just needs to break these four seal pillars. But these four seal golden pillars that lock the body of the emperor cannot be broken by just trying to break them."

"Your Majesty the Holy Emperor, why don't you give it a try?" Ma Dongyan said excitedly, "Now there are signs of chaos in the major immortal cultivation worlds. Lingwu, Tianqiongyuan, and Wanyue Lake Immortal Cultivation World attack each other, and countless cultivators were killed and injured. The Holy Emperor should come forward to unify the three immortal cultivation worlds of Lingwu, Tianqiongyuan and Wanyue Lake, and then the world will return to peace! Except for the Holy Emperor, no one in the world has the ability to complete this matter! I am willing to help His Majesty the Holy Emperor complete the unfinished immortal cultivation world hegemony."

The golden armored guard looked at the ice coffin on the altar with empty eyes, silent. It pulled out the sword from its waist, swung it casually, and threw it in front of Ma Dongyan, "This is the sword that I have used. Use this sword to cut off the chains on the golden pillar."

Whoosh, the golden sword was inserted into the ground and sank into the ground.

Ma Dongyan was stunned for a moment and immediately pulled up the golden long sword. Although this sword was only three feet long and half an inch thick, it was surprisingly heavy. Ma Dongyan was a ninth-level foundation-building cultivator, and used his divine power technique with all his strength, and then he barely lifted it up.

He came to a golden pillar, gritted his teeth and chopped down at the golden chain.

"Clang, Clang..."

The dull collision sound echoed in the palace in the empty space.

Half an hour later, Ma Dongyan slashed thousands of times, and his magic power was exhausted. Looking at the chain, there was no trace of slashing on the golden chain.

Ye Qin, Chu Hui and other monks watching Ma Dongyan's crazy chopping were silent. This was as expected. They could not even see what material these four seal pillars were made of, let alone break them.
Chapter completed!