Begin to live forever and become the supreme being in the immortal world

"Okay, look at me!"

Han Xun'er nodded obediently and released the Tongtian Lingbao Fire Dragon Scissors.

Ever since he met his father, the former ancestor of the Han family has tended to turn back into a young girl mentally.

Under the influence of her magic power, the Fire Dragon Scissors transformed into a golden-red dragon that was dozens of feet long and rushed towards the ice restriction in front of it.

"Click——"

As soon as it was cut, slight cracks and signs of melting immediately appeared on the frozen apse door.

Sure enough, facing the attack of Tongtian Lingbao, the fifth-level restraint can't bear it, not to mention that the effect of fire overcoming ice can be doubled.

Thus, Han Xun'er's career as a coolie began.

He kept urging the fire dragon scissors to attack the ice attribute restriction in front of him. When his mana was exhausted, he took a fourth-level elixir to restore his true energy, and then the cycle started again.

Who knows that among the three, only her Fire Dragon Scissors can have an effect on the fifth-level restriction.

Although she is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, she is still unable to exert the full power of the Tongtian Lingbao, which can be used to eliminate the restrictions in front of her, but it is enough.

Of course, Han Xuan did not let his precious daughter work in vain. He had already handed over all the fifth-level inheritances copied in the library to his daughter.

These most precious knowledge in the world of immortality will be kept by Hui Han Xun'er personally, and will be slowly passed on to the younger generations of the family under the premise of keeping it confidential, so as to increase the heritage of the Han family.

He also gave away the two puppets of the late Nascent Soul captured at the entrance of the palace, one by one, to use for self-defense for his daughter and grandson.

"Wow--"

A month later, with a huge cracking sound, the fifth-level ice attribute restriction on the door was finally completely broken. The ten thousand-year ice that had not yet melted fell to the ground, and the door to the back hall of the palace was completely opened.

To be cautious, Han Chengyun commanded the knife-wielding puppet he had just refined to go in first to explore the way.

Although Mirage Nineteen Niang sensed the natal soul card and determined that the God of Destiny had completely fallen 20,000 years ago.

But Han Xuan had seen too many stories about people lighting candles and ghosts blowing out lanterns in his previous life. Making money by turning over dead bodies was definitely a high-risk job.

Especially in this world of cultivating immortals, it is definitely not impossible for the remaining souls of monks to transform into ghost cultivators after they die.

Tianyun Shenjun had reached the late stage of divine transformation during his lifetime, and was a direct disciple of the powerful Taoist Tianji who returned to the void. Although he was seriously injured and was cursed by a powerful enemy, he suddenly fell and his breath disappeared.

Who can guarantee that the other party has no back-ups?

On this special and crucial occasion, no amount of caution can be exaggerated.

Han Xuan has been instilling his philosophy of practicing Taoism and cultivating immortality in his daughter and grandson on weekdays, and today it is finally time to verify it again.

The golden-armored puppet holding a long sword walked into the apse step by step.

The area of ​​the back hall is much smaller than that of the front hall. The entrance hall is a green jade table and a copper incense burner placed on it.

The incense sticks in the incense burner have long since burned out, and even the ashes have drifted away without a trace.

Behind the incense burner, a white-haired, withered corpse was sitting cross-legged on a white jade futon, with its eyes closed and a hideous and terrifying expression, looking unwilling to die.

Twenty thousand years have passed, and apart from severe dehydration, the body has not decayed at all.

The feather robe and star crown on his body are also spotless and look like new.

Under his grandfather's warning, Han Chengyun did not dare to underestimate the body of a monk in the late stage of spiritual transformation, and quickly described the situation inside to the two elders in detail.

"Xun'er, I remember that you still have two fourth-level spirit-sealing talismans there. Now take them out and use them on you and Chengyun."

Han Xuan ran the "Dayan Divine Calculation" for divination for a long time, but still found nothing.

After thinking for a while, he ordered his daughter.

"Okay, Father."

Han Xun'er obediently took out two fourth-level talismans and pasted them on their foreheads one by one with Han Chengyun.

The soul-sealing talisman can seal the monk Yuanying and the demon soul, and can also prevent high-level monks and ghost cultivators from seizing the body. Using it in advance can be said to be just in case.

As for her dear old father Han Xuan, in her mind, he was the reincarnation of a true immortal from the upper world, and there was no need for a mere fourth-level talisman.

Under Han Xuan's command, the three of them stood motionless at the door of the apse.

Han Chengyun continued to command the sword puppet, took a few steps forward, and came to the body of the God of Destiny.

The puppet waved the long knife and picked off the storage ring on the left thumb of the corpse. Then, holding the ring in his hand, he walked back to the three of them step by step.

During this process, nothing unusual occurred.

Han Xuan frowned and took the ring, feeling something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong for the time being.

On the body of Lord Tianyun, except for the feather coat and star crown, which looked like high-level spiritual treasures, all other clothes had rotted away.

The storage ring on his finger is the final storage place of his life's wealth, and now it is in Han Xuan's hands.

Am I overthinking it?

Han Xuan couldn't help but ask himself, was it because he had been stubborn for too long and his suspicions were deeply rooted in his bones, causing him to make a joke in front of the two juniors today?

He shook his head with a wry smile, and began to use the Small Five Elements Breaking Forbidden Divine Light to eliminate the former owner's divine mark on the ring.

After 20,000 years, only a thin layer of the divine imprint left by God of Destiny is left on the ring, and it probably won't take too long to open.

At Grandpa's instruction, Han Chengyun controlled the sword puppet, peeled off the feather coat and star crown from the body, and placed it on the ground far away.

Yu Yi and Xing Guan are both fifth-level spiritual treasures. Their specific names and functions cannot be known until they are refined.

Without Han Xuan's instructions, Han Xun'er released his own magical power - Nanming Lihuo, completely wrapping the two spiritual treasures and burning them.

An hour later, the two spiritual treasures bathed in golden flames were still shining brightly, unscathed, and nothing unusual happened.

Worried, she covered the jade table and incense burner with Nanming Lihuo.

The cyan jade case was just an ordinary third-level treasure. When burned by the powerful Nanming Lihuo, it instantly turned into a pool of liquid and evaporated.

The copper incense burner was a good fourth-level mid-level magic weapon. After falling to the ground, it lasted for a full quarter of an hour under the burning golden flames before it showed any signs of melting.

Han Xun'er quickly withdrew his magical power and burned it for a while, which was enough to ensure that there was no problem with the copper furnace. There was no need to destroy this fourth-level magic weapon.

"Xun'er, incinerate the body of Senior Tianyun and help him bury him in peace!"

Han Xuan ordered while watching.

Han Xun'er nodded, opened his mouth again and spit out a ray of golden flame, and began to incinerate the dried corpses in the distance.

After the Nanmingli Fire attached to the corpse, it immediately burst into flames. In just a few minutes, the mummy, which had not decayed for thousands of years, was reduced to a pile of ashes.

Throughout the entire process, nothing unusual occurred.

It seems that I really thought too much!

Han Xuan muttered in his heart.

At this time, the remaining divine consciousness mark in the storage ring has completely dissipated after the continuous erosion of the small five elements breaking the forbidden light.

Han Xuan immediately put his spiritual consciousness into it.

"So big, so many!"

The internal space in the ring is impressively thousands of cubic meters, and more than half of it is filled with colorful mid- to high-grade spiritual stones.

There are millions of them.

Other treasures are dotted above the spirit stones, the most conspicuous of which is a spirit treasure flying sword that shines with azure starlight.

The fifth-level high-grade spiritual treasure star-catching sword - the natal flying sword of the God of Destiny.