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Chapter 68

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"Fortunately, it's still here!" Yang Chen looked at the dark entrance of the cave, and his face finally showed a smile.

This cave, or to be exact, this Immortal's Cave was left by an ancestor of Chunyang Palace. In theory, this Immortal's Cave should be discovered after sixty years, including the huge illusion outside.

This was the outermost foot of Meiqing Mountain. Everyone thought that this was a place with a lack of spiritual power, but they did not know how the predecessor found an underground spiritual vein here. He built such a simple Immortal's Cave to break through the Jiedan stage and condense the Yuanying stage, but he failed miserably. The Immortal's Cave had been blocked by a large formation, and there was no leakage of spiritual power, and no one found it in this remote place.

In later generations, it should be a disciple of Chunyang Palace who fell into the illusion after being seriously injured. He happened to be proficient in formations. Relying on the experience of his master, he walked into the center of the illusion and found this Immortal's Cave. However, in this life, Yang Chen was lucky.

The spiritual power was blocked by the large formation and could not be leaked. Yang Chen felt the majestic spiritual power as soon as he came in. This huge spiritual power also provided endless spiritual power to the illusion, causing the illusion to become stronger and stronger without being noticed.

From the merit ring, Yang Chen took out the bottle that controlled the medicine garden of Xiangyang Mountain. The blue water stain at the bottom of the bottle was now only a line, and it looked like it would dry up soon. When it came into contact with this rich spiritual power, the bottle shone brightly and produced a suction force out of thin air, gathering the surrounding spiritual power crazily.

The blue water stain at the bottom of the bottle, Yang Chen knew that it was the spiritual power absorbed and stored by the bottle, which was used to maintain the spiritual power of the medicine garden. Although it was very important for the growth of medicinal materials to have sufficient spiritual power, it could not be too abundant, or it would be directly drowned by spiritual power. The bottle had such a magical function, absorbing and storing the surrounding spiritual power, and then slowly releasing it to the medicine garden.

Originally, the spiritual power at the bottom of the bottle was estimated to be able to support the needs of the medicine garden for a few years. Yang Chen originally planned to add spiritual power to the bottle when he came out to practice a few years later. Now he had this opportunity. He could not only avoid the search of several killers outside, but he could also collect the relics of the predecessor in the cave house, and he could also supplement the spiritual power of the bottle, killing three birds with one stone.

Yang Chen didn't need to collect the spiritual power himself, he just needed to put the Purified Bottle outside. Yang Chen tied the Purified Bottle to his waist and strode into the hole.

The cave was not deep. After the senior found the underground spiritual vein, he did not put in any effort to decorate it. After hastily setting up an illusory formation to deceive people, he directly went into closed-door cultivation. Therefore, when Yang Chen came in, what he saw was a simple cave.

At the top of the cave, there was a luminous pearl that flickered with a faint yellow light. With this light, Yang Chen could clearly see everything in the cave.

After entering a few feet from the entrance of the cave, there was an enlarged cave, about a few feet in radius. On the ground in the center, there was a black futon. On the futon, a middle-aged man dressed in the costume of Chunyang Palace was sitting. His eyes were closed and he was motionless. There was no trace of vitality around, and he had been dead for many years.

"Disciple Yang Chen of the younger generation greets the senior!" Yang Chen didn't dare to neglect and bowed to the corpse on the futon. This was the predecessor of Chunyang Palace. In any case, Yang Chen was also a junior, so it was necessary to salute.

After bowing and getting up, Yang Chen took a few steps forward and used the earth spiritual power to dig a square pit in the center of the cave. Later, he took out a few giant woods from the Qiankun bag, which were all things that had been prepared in the market place. The wood spiritual power was condensed like a knife, cutting the giant wood, and soon a solid coffin was made.

After doing all this, Yang Chen carefully moved the corpse of the predecessor from the futon and put it into the coffin. After carefully taking the Qiankun bag from the waist of the predecessor's corpse, he closed the coffin lid. After bowing a few more times, the coffin was sent into the newly dug pit to be buried.

In the center of the cave, Yang Chen piled up a grave and took out a piece of top-grade celestial bluestone from the Qiankun bag. He moved his fingers like a knife and engraved the name of the predecessor according to his memory. The signature was that disciple Yang Chen bowed and stood in front of the grave. After doing all this, he bowed a few more times, and then began to check carefully.

In fact, the things in the cave were clear at a glance. The black futon in the center, a sheathed long sword hanging in the deepest part of the cave, and a wooden table on both sides. In addition, there was nothing else.

However, Yang Chen knew that what he saw in front of him, except for the two wooden tables, everything else he saw was not simple.

The black futon itself was a whole piece of black jade, carved into the shape of a futon. The location where it was placed was just the exit of the underground spiritual vein. The black jade was warm all year round. Not only could it condense spiritual power, but it could also prevent the damage to the meridians caused by the spiritual power being too strong. When meditating, it could also play a role in stabilizing the mind. It was a cultivation treasure that cultivators below the Yuanying stage dreamed of.

Now, the black jade praying mat had fulfilled Yang Chen's wish. For the relics of the predecessor, Yang Chen did not feel guilty for taking it. Immortal cultivators pay attention to fate. Since Yang Chen came in, that thing was left for Yang Chen.

When the black jade futon was taken away, a spiritual power that was much richer than the spiritual energy in the air surged out. It was originally suppressed by the black jade futon, but now it gushed out directly. However, Yang Chen was not in a hurry. He directly put the bottle at the exit of the spiritual vein, and the spiritual power that gushed out was directly absorbed by the bottle.

Then, Yang Chen took a few steps forward and came to the sheathed long sword hanging on the wall. However, Yang Chen just looked at it and did not take it off. In his mind, he recalled the memory of this sword, and he seemed to be a little embarrassed.

This sheathed long sword, in fact, was not a sword, but a sword case, a good thing that could be used as a Flying Sword, and at the same time, it could be used as an artifact to hold a Flying Sword. However, for Yang Chen, there was no specific method to collect it. If he forcibly collected this sword case by relying on his cultivation base, it would definitely be a situation of nine deaths and one life. In his previous life, the Chunyang Palace even paid the price of a Jiedan stage master for this.

After a while, Yang Chen let out a long sigh, and had to temporarily give up the plan to collect this sword. Although the thing was good, his own life was more important. He had already obtained the black jade futon, and he should be satisfied. Moreover, even according to the development of his previous life, there were still decades of peace here, and it would not be too late to collect it later.

After putting down this greed, Yang Chen simply sat on the black jade futon, opened the Qiankun bag left by the predecessor, and began to slowly sort out the things inside.

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