I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

"In theory, that's the case, as long as you can settle down and stay in the holy city forever."

After a pause, Tang Rui continued: "However, there are also strong people who have special secret weapons, can escape the detection of the laws of the Holy City, and kill people secretly, but the number is relatively small and can be ignored."

Just as he was speaking, the ancient ship passed through the magnificent gate of the holy city, and what greeted his eyes was endless prosperity.

In the holy city, various palaces are located, the ancient roads are unusually wide, various stone gambling workshops, restaurants, romantic places...there are all kinds of things, and the people watching are dazzled and overwhelmed.

There are not many ancient ships traveling in the holy city.

Because there is a special power of law here, the spirit stone needed for the ancient ship to sail is more than ten times that under normal circumstances.

However, Tang Rui naturally did not miss these spirit stones, and continued to let people control the sailing of the ancient ship.

After not sailing on the main road for a long time, they entered a relatively quiet road and continued on.

"System, help me sign in at the holy city." Qin Feng didn't have anything to do, so he called the system out.

"Ding! Congratulations to the master, you have successfully signed in, and you have obtained the emperor-level sheet music, the Nine Heavens Fengming Fu!" The system's prompt sounded in Qin Feng's ear.

At the same time, an extra scroll appeared in the system space, surrounded by the phantom of the phoenix transformed by spiritual energy, and the faint voice of the phoenix mingled.

Qin Feng was taken aback when he heard this reward.

It's not just because of signing up for the use of the emperor's secret technique, but because the reward turned out to be the music score of the emperor's rank.

"On the Eternal Ancient Continent, when did the great emperor who proved the Tao appear in rhythm?" Qin Feng was extremely puzzled.

Although there were a few great emperors in ancient times who liked rhythm and left one or two music scores created by them, the highest grade of the music score is only the holy rank.

If you want to create an emperor-level score, you must use the rhythm to prove the Tao.

He has read all the ancient books, and there is no record of anyone who proved the Tao and became an emperor with the rhythm.

"Hei NiQiu, have you heard that there is a great emperor who proves the Tao with rhythm?" Qin Feng asked the black dragon sleeping in the nine-story demon tower.

"Proving the way in rhythm? I've never heard of it." The black dragon shook his head and continued to sleep.

During the recent period, he swallowed all the treasures of heaven and earth he searched from the treasure house of Xuanling Island, and it was difficult to absorb them. He was very sleepy and slept all day.

"Could it be that there was no record of an ancient emperor who proved the Tao with the melody?" Qin Feng asked in bewilderment.

He felt that this was incredible. After the ancient great emperor proved his way, the whole world was full of dharma, and it was impossible that there were no records left.

"Or, is it left by the powerful emperors of the previous era, or is it from other planes?" Qin Feng guessed.

But no one could tell him the answer.

He shook his head without thinking about it, and directly chose to integrate the Nine Heavens Fengming Fu.

All of a sudden, a lot of mysterious information, as well as the melody like a divine voice, began to flood into his mind.

But overall it was relatively soft, and he accepted it quietly.

.....

The ancient ship sailed in the holy city, and stopped in front of a mansion after half an hour.

This mansion is very luxurious, with carved beams and painted buildings, covering a vast area. In a place like the Holy City, where every inch of land is expensive, it is definitely very expensive.

"Here, this is the former residence of the Bai family. Now that the Bai family has been expelled from the Temple of the God of Wealth, the East God of Wealth has given this place to the Tang family." Tang Rui said.

He got off the ancient boat first, and Qin Feng and Chu Xianxian followed behind him.

Immediately there was an old butler coming out to greet him.

Knowing that Qin Feng and Chu Xianxian had also come together, they were very welcome and welcomed the three of them into the mansion.

"The Qiongyu Tower is in the holy city, but it only opens once a month, and it will take another half a month."

Tang Rui explained to Qin Feng: "I asked Mr. Wu to arrange a room for you. How about resting here for a few days?"

"Yes." Qin Feng nodded.

Tang Rui wanted to say something else, but at this moment, a servant of the Tang family came over and said that the ninth elder of the Tang family was also here, and he needed to deal with some matters.

He greeted Qin Feng and went over.

The old housekeeper took Chu Xianxian and Qin Feng to their rooms respectively.

After confirming the room, Chu Xianxian wanted to go to the Holy City together, but Qin Feng also wanted to deduce the Abyss Scroll, so he refused.

Although she was disappointed in her heart, she didn't force it and went by herself.

After Qin Feng returned to the room, he directly took out the abyss scroll from the system space and started the deduction.

I want to see if I can deduce the location of the fox sacrifice spirit with the help of the remaining power of the fox sacrifice spirit on the abyss scroll.

"Om..."

As Qin Feng's hands formed ancient seals, golden gossip diagrams soon emerged around his body, turning slowly, making a sound like mechanical gears.

At the same time, a light curtain slowly appeared in front of Qin Feng.

The picture above the light curtain is a withered ancient tree, very huge, hundreds of feet high, like a hill, with branches stretching around, vigorous and powerful.

What surprised Qin Feng was that this ancient tree did not grow in the mountains, but was located in a mansion, surrounded by pavilions and long corridors, which was very luxurious.

Obviously not an abandoned old house, someone lives here.

"Could this ancient tree be the sacrifice spirit of the fox clan?" Qin Feng frowned and murmured suspiciously.

Thinking this way in his heart, the seal knot in his hand changed, and he wanted to deduce it and see the specific coordinates of this ancient tree.

"Shh!"

However, when Qin Feng wanted to deduce the coordinates of this ancient tree, the scene in front of the light curtain suddenly disappeared.

"What's going on? Could it be that the mansion where this ancient tree is located is protected by a formation?" Qin Feng frowned in doubt.

With that in mind, he decided to re-deduce.

For the next two days, Qin Feng stayed in the room, deducing the specific coordinates of the ancient tree.

He found that the place where the ancient tree was located was not only a matter of being protected by the formation, but also that there was a special energy near the ancient tree that had been interfering with his deduction.

However, despite many failures, Qin Feng is constantly summing up experience, and he is getting closer and closer to deducing the specific location coordinates of the ancient tree.

At this time, in the Southern Region of Zhongzhou, a big event happened.

Yayoi left after recovering from her injuries.

Carrying endless anger, he used the secret technique of Buddhism to teleport directly from a distant place to the Western Shu Dynasty. He wanted to quell it and asked Hua Ruoli Qin Feng's whereabouts.

It's a pity that Yayoi teleported directly, didn't know the existence of the holy order formation in the Imperial City of Xishu at all, and bumped into it.

Seeing that Yayoi was so reckless, Hua Ruoli immediately had an idea, and wanted to take the opportunity to kill Yayoi in one fell swoop, so as not to let him seek revenge from Qin Feng again.

Yayoi almost died here, and sacrificed several Buddhist treasures before barely getting away and fleeing desperately.

The injury he had just recovered from was severely injured again, and he became the laughing stock of the monks in the Southern Region of Zhongzhou.