After all, he had seen Qi Xiang refine alchemy with his own eyes, and he was still refining a furnace of spiritual alchemy.

In the end, the spiritual pill was successful, and he got a few more. The effect of several spiritual pills was also very significant.

What he saw with his own eyes and verified with himself, what else could he not convince?

In short, as a brainless fan of Qi Xiang, Jun Bufu must be the strong supporter.

"Danhui..."

Qi Xiang thought about it, then shook her head and said, "Forget it, I'm quite busy lately and I don't have time to participate."

"ah?"

Jun Bufu hurriedly said, "Master, what are you doing? If you need help, just give me instructions."

"without."

Qi Xiang waved her hand and said, "I can handle my own affairs myself. What about you, who are you looking for? It seems like you are in a hurry..."

When Jun Bufu heard this, there seemed to be a bit bitter between his eyebrows: "Master, I'm looking for a friend, she..."

"Dingdong, Dingdong!"

Fraud, a hurry ring sound came from outside the door, interrupting Jun Bufu's words.

Qi Xiang's eyes turned, and through the doors and windows, he saw the situation outside. He smiled slightly: "If you want to find someone, I'm afraid I can't help you. But the person outside has some connections locally."

Qi Xiang thought about it and ordered: "You go out and ask him to find someone for you, and then help me send him away."

"yes……"

Jun Bufu nodded quickly and left.

At this time, Qi Xiang pondered for a while, her eyes turned and fell on the scroll. Taking advantage of this gap, he picked up the scroll and walked into the kitchen.

After he arrived at the kitchen, he spread the picture and spread it on the chopping board.

"I don't know if this...is effective."

Qi Xiang hesitated for a while and finally chose to believe his own judgment.

At that moment, he raised the oil and opened it and fell.

In an instant, the light yellow peanut oil spilled onto the picture. The greasy oil slowly dissipated, and then continued to expand, covering the picture in a blink of an eye.

After a while, the entire picture was penetrated by peanut oil.

Qi Xiang stopped like this and observed carefully.

Sure enough, after a moment, words appeared on the yellowed paper.

"Yes, that's it."

Qi Xiang smiled on her face.

In fact, when he was in the club, he had already discovered some clues. At that time, he carefully observed the pictures and found that there seemed to be some ink light on the greasy finger prints, as if there were words.

At that time, he was not very sure, but after he came back, he continued to observe and became more confident.

Finally, the more I looked at it, the more I felt that there was something hidden.

In fact, his intuition was very keen and he could make the right judgment at once.

In the past two years, he has already trained all kinds of treasure-picking adventures. If he couldn't even see the mystery in the painting, his eyes would be vain.

Qi Xiang was proud of her heart and hurriedly looked at the pictures carefully.

At first glance, he was stunned for a moment and was very surprised. The words in the picture were actually a poem. A poem that only appeared after it was hidden and oil penetrated.

"This time we met, we were all over the courtyard, and the scenery was full of small caves. A sword flew out in the sky. Dongting startled the old dragon minn."

Qi Xiang identified each word by word and slowly recited all the poems.

"What does this mean?"

Qi Xiang's eyebrows were like locks, and she felt confused.

Originally, he thought that the hidden mystery in the picture was like what kind of opportunity.

No matter how bad it is, it is the mysterious secret text on the Hundred Character Monument.

Who knows. This mystery is actually a poem.

Moreover, he is not unfamiliar with this poem.

"Tanzhou Hehuihui!"

Qi Xiang suddenly felt like she was being teased.

After he received the inheritance of the Hundred Character Monument, he naturally paid more attention to Lu Zu's life and deeds. Over the past period of time, he has also collected a lot of information.

Although it is difficult to distinguish between true and false of these materials. However, he has read them, regardless of true or false.

Among them, Lu Zu's collection of poems and essays is naturally the content he focuses on.

He naturally read this song about Tanzhou Hehui.

Even I know that the so-called Tanzhou was the ancient name of Changsha. From the Sui Dynasty to the Ming Dynasty, Changsha, Xiangtan, Zhuzhou, Yueyang, Yiyang, Loudi and other places all belonged to the territory of Tanzhou.

Therefore, the description of Dongting Lake appears in the poem...

"etc!"

Qi Xiang examined the poem and thoughtful: "Little Cave Heaven, Dongting, Lao Long..."

"No, Dongting Mountain Palace was not a secret realm, but a cave world."

Qi Xiang couldn't help but have an association.

After all, in the rumors, there are ten major cave heavens in the world, thirty-six small cave heavens, and seventy-two blessed lands.

If Dongting Mountain Palace is one of the small cave heavens, it is reasonable.

However, the small cave heaven splits, forming a scattered secret realm.

Among them, the secret realm he now occupies is one of the split spaces. In addition, he has also seen the secret realm with the Golden White Jade Palace and the Lingjiang Secret Realm.

"Damn, there are dragons in the Lingjiang Secret Realm, right?"

Qi Xiang was shocked and shocked, and his mind was directly lost at this moment.

"dragon……"

For a moment, Qi Xiang's heart was violently turbulent, thumping and his blood was boiling. When such thoughts arose, they were like wild grass growing wildly on the roadside after the rain, and they could not be suppressed.

If...

There are really dragons living in the Lingjiang Secret Realm. So, the rushing strange phenomena he encountered when he entered the Lingjiang Secret Realm before seemed to be able to explain them.

The dragon roared and turned the world upside down, so it was no problem.

As the leader of the aquatic race in the world, a dragon trapped in the Lingjiang Secret Realm is probably a kind of sadness. So it seems understandable that roaring from time to time to vent his depression...

If you think about it carefully, even ancient alien species like the black turtle have a delicious existence in the sea.

A dragon survived in the Lingjiang Secret Realm.

It seems...very normal?

Of course, perhaps all of this is just the result of his imagination and imagination.

There may not be dragons in the Lingjiang Secret Realm.

This poem does not explain what the situation is.

"Think more, think more..."

Qi Xiang murmured to herself, then looked down again.

At this moment, something strange happened. In the picture, the very sticky peanut oil suddenly seemed to be absorbed by a sponge and disappeared bit by bit.

In a moment, the picture returned to its dry appearance.

Even the hand print that was accidentally pressed by the guest disappeared bizarrely. This painting has returned to its simple, natural, simple, elegant and clean condition.

Seeing this, Qi Xiang didn't know whether he should be surprised or happy.

He stared at the picture dullly, and saw the characters in the painting, the middle-aged Taoist priest with a majestic spirit, and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to become more and more obvious... (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!