ah?The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

Cang Hengzi respects Party A's wishes and throws the silver hairpin into the refining instrument.

The next moment, the silver hairpin flew out of the instrument as it was and landed on the table with a clang.

"Bah bah bah!"

The mine spirit that is being melted: "Don't throw everything you pick up into my body! I am not a rag collector! You can just throw some gold, silver and jewelry here, but just throw away some worthless stuff. Your ex-husband didn't give you a betrothal gift." ?”

The Mining Spirit is both proud and cherishes its feathers, so the talent of crossing the galaxy barely caught its eye...

But just a bare silver stick wants to be integrated into its body?
It refuses!
Du Xinghe sighed: "I didn't expect you to be such a materialistic mining spirit."

There was no truth in anyone's mouth, but Cang Hengzi next to him heard his pupils tremble. He couldn't help but suspect that Emperor Ying Cang was really having an affair with Rong Yu and her apprentice. No wonder His Majesty mustered up the courage to come out once, but the result was less than a day. It's time to burn incense and close the coffin.

It turned out to be a timidity for being close to home.

Cang Hengzi especially understood that as a weapon cultivator, he lived in isolation because he did not want to face the fact that the female cultivator he had secretly loved for a long time had become his sister-in-law.

"In exchange for something good, at least it should be at the level of dragon chant marrow."

The voice of the mining spirit came from the refining instrument——

If the owner of the tomb hadn't been alive, Du Xinghe would have found quite a few gems that were worthy of the Dragon's Marrow.

Although the other party said he didn't care about those extraneous things, she still returned all the things she had collected.

Only the bone phoenix flute, which was really suitable for Xinyue, was left.

"No, it's a life-threatening situation. How about I jump in too?"

"They say I'm not a rag collector."

"Don't worry."

Du Xinghe told it about the wonders of the silver hairpin, and it was dubious: "To absorb spiritual power requires a very complicated inscription circuit and special materials. It is clearly an ordinary chopstick. It can only be used for testing. poison."

While the two were talking, Cang Hengzi interrupted: "If it has such magical effects, it would be a magic weapon at worst, but I can't feel the breath of a magic weapon on it."

Du Xinghe guessed that the system produced it was equivalent to the power of rules.

It says it can absorb spiritual energy, and it can do that.

Compared with the magic weapon, it is less spiritual, but more brutal and direct.

"It's useless to talk, why don't you try it yourself, master?"

Cang Hengzi, who was also curious, readily agreed and used his spiritual power to take the silver hairpin. Just putting it on the palm of his hand made him startled - this inconspicuous hairpin was really taking away his spiritual power. He tried to resist, but in vain:

"how come!?"

It's obviously not a magic weapon...

When he was exclamating, the silver hairpin was still absorbing his spiritual energy.

Although the flow rate is not fast, it is still considerable when it is non-stop.

The feeling of the power being continuously extracted was really shocking. Cang Hengzi hurriedly said: "I believe it, let it stop."

"Stop when you can't touch it."

Crossing the Milky Way and taking the silver hairpin back, in its hand, it turned back into an ordinary hairpin.

In Cang Hengzi's eyes, the original chopsticks had become an item that contained the secret of weapon refining. He wanted to take it and study it, but it belonged to someone else. He moved his lips but did not ask in the end.

Seeing his condition, Du Xinghe offered to give him the silver hairpin to study first:
"It doesn't matter if you dismantle it. If you can't figure out anything, just refine it into the sword."

Du Xinghe just wanted to know the logic of the system's power. However, in Cang Hengzi's eyes, her generosity was a sign of selflessness and trust in him. Originally, he helped her just out of love for Rong Yu's apprentice Wu Jiwu, but now it turned out to be true. He has a good impression of her and regards her as his junior:

"Don't worry, I will study it very carefully and I won't damage it."

……

After solving the silver hairpin matter, the system issued a new task.

[This man has passed away. You, who loved the late emperor deeply, are unwilling to accept the reality and still worship him as before. 】

[Task reward: 200 palace fighting points]

[Many emperors hoped that after death they could live a life that was no different from that in life, and they made every effort they could - letting living people serve a coffin, offering fresh fruits and melons and singing and dancing. 】

This task was simple. Just before, a large number of exchanges had consumed a lot of Gongdou points. Du Xinghe wanted to complete it and save more points for emergencies. It is known that Emperor Ying Cang is still alive and cannot go to the main tomb anymore.

Fortunately, there are other people buried in the mausoleum, and she has already mastered the structure of the mausoleum after completing the first task, and everything is under her control.

The confident Du Xinghe wanted to go to the other side of the underground palace alone, but Shenshui volunteered to follow him.

So, he brought the fruits and they set off together.

Xinyue, on the other hand, was forced to stay in the weapon refining room to help Cang Hengzi because she had to refine prosthetic limbs. She was extremely talented in assisting Qi refining and cooling with Shui Linggen, and the other party helped her and her master. Although she was a busy person and wanted to go with her master, she was not willful after all.

"Master, where are we going?"

"Go and worship."

At the same time, Emperor Ying Cang's eyelids trembled slightly as he was shut up in the coffin in the main tomb chamber.

His long eyelashes trembled, and he actually sensed that the female cultivator and the ape boy beside her came to... his father's tomb.

What are you going there for?

Emperor Ying Cang sat up straight, his handsome face filled with confusion.

In the underground palace, only the tomb of Emperor Yingcang was renovated with the help of Cang Hengzi. The place where his father's coffin was placed retained the aesthetics of the emperor during his lifetime.

It was built magnificently and has been forgotten in the sea for thousands of years. The golden paint on the palace door peeled off slightly, revealing the cold and mysterious interior.
There was no mission requirement this time, so Du Xinghe did not lie down on the coffin.

The coffin of the Supreme Emperor was placed in the Yingwu Palace, retaining the most basic respect for the deceased. She didn't even enter the palace, but she seriously lit the incense - luckily she wanted to borrow someone else's title to complete the task. Izumi Izhi don't blame her.

After she finished offering the incense, she offered the fruits in the ginseng storage ring.

System: [Host, this seems to be different from the target of mission one. 】

Du Xinghe asked back: "There can be elders from three dynasties in the previous dynasty, but there can't be concubines from three dynasties in the harem?" 】

As for singing and dancing?

Du Xinghe whispered: "I can't sing and dance, but my man can. When he performs, I also perform."

She originally wanted to fool herself by singing two songs.

Shenshui insisted on coming, but it helped.

Faced with the master's request, Shenshui was confused: "I can't sing little songs! In front of Mr. Lu, I am only responsible for my beauty and no talent... If I insist on being good at one skill, I will cry mourning. I can memorize it better." Crying words."

He said that in the past, when life in the mountains was not so difficult, he would turn into a man and go down the mountain to eat and drink.

Shenshui likes to be lively, and she always listens to the corner of the house for everything going on in the village. Sometimes, seeing how good the food is at other people's dinners, she even mixes in two chopsticks of meat, but she doesn't dare to eat too much for fear of being discovered and beaten. After listening to it a lot, he memorized the words he cried at the wedding. He applied for the job when there were only a few people. No one knew where he came from. His lung capacity was amazing and he howled with real emotion. He didn’t want any money. As a reward, as long as he is allowed to sit down and eat, there are really many people who are willing to let him be a casual atmosphere team.

Du Xinghe thought for a while: "Just respect the deceased."

"Don't worry, Master, how can we disrespect the deceased by crying? We were beaten out before the meal was even eaten."

Shenshui patted her chest to confirm.

"Sorrows are as deep as the ocean. Never forget the kindness you raised..."

After Shenshui howled, a long shadow was cast in front of him.

The two looked up.

Bright yellow and noble robes appeared in front of them, and the dragon claw cloud marks on the sleeves of the robes were clearly visible under the illumination of the night pearl.

"Didn't you say it was all fake?"

Emperor Ying Cang's voice was light.

And she didn't even think about it: "This is also my personal hobby."

"..."

However, Shen Shui next to him nodded seriously: "Yes, my master has a wide range of hobbies!"

Du Xinghe choked for a moment, and Shi Shiran tried to make amends: "I didn't disturb the people in the palace outside the palace, and the fruits and melons presented were all fresh."

Of course Emperor Ying Cang knew it was a good thing, and he could tell that the person in front of him did not mean any harm.

But why would she do this?
All kinds of conjectures flowed through Emperor Ying Cang's mind, and finally turned into one sentence:
"I also have a coffin, you can come to me."