ah?The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

Pulling three coffin beds, they crossed the Milky Way to find a new tomb that was still under construction to serve as a room.

It is cold all year round and the wind is blowing.

Fortunately, Cang Hengzi's strength was there, and the inscription circuits engraved on the coffin bed that he made at random contained the true meaning of guiding the spiritual energy. When the monk sat in it and meditated, it would help him form a vortex, getting twice the result with half the effort, and distracting thoughts would disappear.

This turned out to be a very practical daily-use magic weapon.

Crossing the Galaxy is pragmatic. Although the appearance looks unspeakable, she immediately changed its positioning from "just for three months" to long-term use and a must-have bed for home and travel.

Lying down on the coffin bed and gently pushing the lid up, you feel the tranquility of being isolated from the world.

Du Xinghe closed his eyes and communicated with the system: "I'm here to customize jewelry. System, I'm very particular about jewelry. Ordinary items can't get into my eyes."

[Host, please rest assured that the products produced by the system must be of high quality and will not have any flaws. As long as it is a request you put forward, we will try our best to complete it. 】

The system is full of confidence.

In her consciousness, a dazzling array of gold and silver jewelry and emerald heads and faces immediately appeared.

Du Xinghe automatically ignored those styles that were so gorgeous that the tassels would fall onto his face whenever he turned his head. He rolled his eyes slightly and said with a hint of smile in his tone: "Many jewelry that can be sold at high prices will be consecrated in temples. , or carve out fox patterns, and use the gimmick of inviting the Fox Fairy Queen to come. It has the effects of attracting wealth, assisting in pregnancy, replenishing qi and blood, dispelling negative energy and even helping to reunite. Can your jewelry do that?"

She deliberately takes her needs in the direction of marriage and love.

After receiving a positive reply from the system, Du Xinghe changed the topic:
"Then I want jewelry that can destroy the world and help me unify the world of immortality."

system:【……】

"Can't do it?"

Du Xinghe speculated that this request was too general and too broad, so she calmed down and decided to find the same detailed need among her many ideas: "I want a jewelry that can absorb other people's spiritual power."

Seeing that the system did not reject her immediately, she slowly lowered the intensity: "If it is too strong, then it must be actually contacted to absorb the spiritual power. Think about it, how much the necklace, bracelet or hairpin I wear can have the same effect. Opportunities for direct contact with people? Besides, the witch absorbs yang energy from strong men. If I absorb some spiritual power, I will also be a disaster."

"But I am very possessive. I cannot accept the emperor taking off my beloved jewelry and giving it to other concubines, so it must recognize its owner and can only belong to me."

Every sentence in Du Xinghe is getting closer to the Gongdouqiao section.

After she repeatedly refined her needs, the system finally agreed to compromise on functionality, allowing her to be picky about the material: [Glass is full of green! Flawless natural pearls! Crystal clear! Ultra-high purity gold, everything you need! 】

Then, ready to accept all difficulties, it saw the host custom-made a hairpin.

Not only are there no accessories or tassels, there are no unnecessary lines, just a bare silver hairpin.

Seeing this, the system couldn't help but feel glad that it was not a human being and that it did not have things like serotonin, dopamine, and γ-aminobutyric acid that would affect emotions. Otherwise, it would really want to punch the host.

A bare silver hairpin appeared in the palm of Du Xinghe's hand. She didn't pick it and inserted it into her hair casually.

Pushing open the coffin lid, Shenshui looked at her curiously: "Master, why do you stick a chopstick in your head?"

Du Xinghe: "...This is the hairpin."

"It's too plain and not worthy of Master, please change it."

He knows that no matter how good the silver hairpin is, it is still silver, so he actually conjures a gold hairpin from the storage ring.

It was a golden hairpin with butterfly wings carved into a hollow shape.

The workmanship is not very good, but it is really made of gold.

"It's good that you have such a heart, but I have another use for this hairpin. You can keep the gold hairpin. It will look good on your head."

I guess it was given by another man, either Mr. Lu or Su Leyou. His romantic deeds sounded very funny, so there was no need to accept the spoils with a smile. Du Xinghe waved his hand and refused, but recognized his intention.

On the other side, Cang Hengzi thought it was better to inform His Majesty as it was the one who decided to keep Rong Yu's apprentice. He is well aware of His Majesty's fault -
Emperor Ying Cang didn't know how to get along with others. When he was young, he traveled around the world. When he heard that the monks around him were doing evil things, he would breathe a sigh of relief. The guards who accompanied him were afraid that he would learn bad things and find it difficult to explain to the palace. After careful questioning, I found out that he thought it would be easy to kill the bad guys directly, but it would be very troublesome for the good guys to deal with them.

When you are not strong enough, you have to deal with outsiders.

Now there is only one step away from ascension. It is rare to find an opponent in the world. People with the same level of cultivation have all rushed to ascend. They will not come to find his troubles. They just follow their nature and live the life of building a coffin in the underground palace.

Even though they live together in the mausoleum, they usually never see each other.

After all, when building his grave, Cang Hengzi, as Party B, often had to confirm his needs with Party A.

The conclusion is that no one can be found.

Even if it's a correspondence, Emperor Ying Cang still has to think about it.

Of course, given his level, he doesn't really need to be afraid of anyone, he just refuses to communicate with others.

In the past three days, in addition to practicing on his own, Du Xinghe also came to Cang Hengzi's refining room and borrowed his earth fire to refine elixirs. Thus, he also witnessed the way he communicated with the owner of the tomb - through the lively Princess Tao. Figurine: "I have asked Her Royal Highness the Princess to find Your Majesty, but Your Majesty is not here today. Is it because of some delay?"

Just observing with the naked eye, the princess pottery figurines really don't look like they are made of clay.

She was wearing a goose-yellow pink skirt, with an orchid aura all over her body, and her eyebrows looked more charming and charming.

Cang Hengzi: "Where is your Majesty? Why didn't you see him?"

Princess Pottery Figurine: "Brother Huang said that if we insist on meeting, it's not like we can't meet at all, but... I'm sorry, I will definitely come out tomorrow."

The next day, the princess made a pottery figurine: "Brother Huang said that it's a bit reluctant to meet now, but we can definitely come tomorrow."

On the third day, the princess terracotta warrior said: "I'm so sorry for yesterday. Brother Huang will definitely come tomorrow."

……

On the fourth day, when Cang Hengzi, who had lost all his patience, decided to take Du Xinghe to visit him in person, Emperor Ying Cang finally came.

A banished immortal in yellow robes with white hair like a waterfall came out from the corner of the dark tomb. He covered his eyes with snow satin, like a snow-capped mountain buried in an underground palace deep in the glacier and deep in the sea.

Cang Hengzi: "What is the purpose of your Majesty's outfit?"

Emperor Ying Cang's light-colored thin lips moved for a moment, and then he heard a voice: "I don't want to see anyone."

"Can the entire tomb escape your consciousness?"

"...a little less is a good thing."

Emperor Ying Cang said that most of the time he would deliberately narrow his range of perception. After all, there was nothing interesting to see in the tomb, and he didn't want to hear Cang Hengzi's movements.

Okay, Cang Hengzi respects the fate of others and turns the topic back to business: "My friend asked me to refine a magic weapon and stay in the mausoleum for three months. Let me tell you to recognize him so that you don't accidentally run into him. You’re scared.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Xinghe stepped forward and apologized for stealing the treasures from the tomb. Just as he was about to promise to return them, Emperor Ying Cang took two big steps back, his pale face stained with crimson:

"You can take that thing if you want, but I want to know one thing."

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"Do you really mean what you said while lying on my coffin?" His face turned even redder: "These are the words I heard in the coffin."

Crossing the Galaxy:...

No, so you were listening inside?