Chapter 276 Hidden Treasures

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This search took one day and two nights.

It must be said that there are quite a few good things hidden in the Privy Council.

For example, a whole cabinet of magic weapon drawings.

Xia Fan found that he could not understand much, but after Qianyan and Luo Qingqing's analysis, they believed that these magic weapons could be used for personal combat, some of which were lethal and some were defensive. At the bottom of the cabinet, they also found a set of array design drawings.

Xia Fan decided to let Qianyan copy it on the spot, copying as much as he could.

In his opinion, the essence of magic weapons is a tool that converts qi into energy. Energy can be used to kill enemies, and naturally it can also be used for other things. It only requires the user to understand its principles to drive it, skipping the gap of conventional spells of nature and category. Even if the final effect varies from person to person, it can at least have a universally applicable effect.

In addition to the secret documents placed in the cabinet, Luo Qingqing also found several secret grids on the wall and on the ground - they also have mechanisms, but they were easily resolved by dragon scales. There are many rare things in these secret cells, such as rare meteorite iron and amber wrapped with insects, which are all powerful medicines that alchemists crave. Some are directly gold, silver and jewelry, but compared with the previous things, they are no longer interesting to everyone.

Unfortunately, the four people can only search through the boxes and cabinets in the central area. Luo Qingqing can feel that this place is connected to more secret places, but she can't find a way to open the secret passage.

In addition, she also found a heavy iron door behind a curtain.

The size of this door is almost the same as that of an ordinary door. The door is smooth and shiny, and you can see traces of grease wiping. It is obviously well maintained.

Luo Qingqing inserted the dragon scale from the crack of the door, but it was still difficult to penetrate the door, which means that its thickness has exceeded half an arm, and it is difficult to penetrate even with artillery.

After everyone discussed it, Xia Fan took over the work of prying the door.

After observing the keyhole, he stuffed the small piece of copper wire left by the antenna into the hole, and then performed a layer of streamer technique. Since it is a keyhole, it certainly does not consider whether the current can be smoothly conducted, and each metal contact can form a short circuit. After nearly a hundred times of this, the lock and the bolt were finally melted into a soft semi-solid substance by the high heat brought by the current.

Then he hit it hard.

The door suddenly opened a narrow gap.

The people who heard the sound worked together to push the heavy iron door open little by little, and a new small room appeared in everyone's eyes.

It is about five or six meters long and wide. Except for the door side, there are three wooden tables on the other three walls, and a transparent crystal square box is hung above the wooden table.

Not every box contains something, or most of them are empty. Only three crystal boxes contain a small ball emitting black mist.

Xia Fan got closer and found that it was actually an eyeball! And wrapped in the mist, the thing did not seem to be dead, and it was still turning left and right. When he saw that it was an eyeball, the eyeball also stared at him. In an instant, the black mist around it seemed to surge a little thicker.

"How can there be such things in the recording department... It makes people feel disgusted at first glance." Li frowned and said.

"Could it be that the things stored here are--" Qian Yan showed surprise at first, then quickly stepped forward, opened the book on the wooden table, and her face was slightly stern, "Sure enough..."

"Sure enough what?"

"This room is used to store immortal arts." She said in a serious voice.

The hands and feet of the three people couldn't help but slow down.

"Immortal arts... Do you mean these eyeballs?"

"To be honest, this is the first time I have seen it." Qian Yan lowered her voice, "Immortal arts were the top secrets of the magic world a hundred years ago. They were considered to be gifts from heaven. For a long time, they were exclusive to listeners. Although I said that Yongguo had developed the technology to pass on immortal arts in the last ten years, the Fang family and I had no idea what the specific situation was."

"Now, I have seen the real thing--"

She stretched out her finger and pointed at an eyeball, and a sharp ice cone condensed on her fingertips.

"Wait, what are you going to do?" Xia Fan suddenly realized her plan and raised her arm suddenly.

The ice cone shot out like an arrow and hit the wall above.

"Let me go, I want to liberate them!"

"This is the Privy Council of the Capital, calm down!" Xia Fan simply picked her up with one hand and put her to the side away from the crystal box, "And... what does liberation mean?"

"Don't you understand yet?" Qian Yan bit her lip, "The price of inheritance is the life of the previous holder. I have always wondered how it is achieved. Now I understand. The combination of accumulation and qi, using chaos to maintain consciousness until it is injected into the new user - that is not a simple eyeball, but the consciousness of the previous alchemist!"

"They are imprisoned in this small place and cannot move... for decades, even... For hundreds of years. As long as there is no successor, they will always be like this. And some of them, I may have fought side by side with them..."

"I see." Xia Fan nodded in understanding, "But don't forget where we are now-the Privy Council may accept that we entered this place for investigation, but will never turn a blind eye to the loss of immortal arts. If the situation is worse, what if they don't think that the immortal arts have been destroyed, but suspect that we have monopolized the immortal arts, then we will never leave the capital in this life."

After a moment, Qian Yan finally calmed down, "...You are right, I shouldn't do this at this time. "

"If they are really people from a hundred years ago and their consciousness is still preserved, can they be brought back to life?" Li asked curiously.

"I have never heard of an example where consciousness can be restored to its original state after being eroded by chaos," Qian Yan shook his head, "Before they die, they will lose most of their self and continue to suffer the pain brought by the devouring, that's all."

"Apart from this method, is there no other way to pass on the immortal arts?"

"If there is, they would have used it long ago." Qian Yan looked at Luo Qingqing, "You should know it well, right? Those things are like suddenly appearing in your mind, and it is difficult to describe them with existing language. Even if they are extracted through special techniques, they are just like the contents recorded in this book, which cannot be understood by ordinary people at all."

Xia Fan opened one of the books and planned to see what was written on it. "Even between listeners, it is not possible?"

"The principles of the techniques are different. Even for listeners, observing a completely different immortal art is completely beyond their ability."

"Really... Why do I think I can understand it?" Xia Fan asked puzzled.

"What did you say?" The other three were stunned.

"It's not like I can understand it right away... but if I spend more time, I might know what it's saying." Xia Fan muttered. In front of him was clearly an extremely complex "circuit diagram".