Martial Godly Emperor

3This place, the sun is all over the ground, the birds are singing, the water is gurgling, the yard is deep.    

    

Wasn't this the previous Xin Yi's cave?    

    

The layout was exactly the same as before.    

    

The difference was that the previous cave dwelling was enveloped by a lightning mist, but this place was full of life.    

    

Meng Yu took a deep breath. The tip of his nose was filled with dense Yuan Qi. It was a completely different world from the courtyard he had been in previously.    

    

It seemed like this was the true body of the cave.    

    

No wonder he couldn't find Fairy Xinyi's room no matter what.    

    

He flew in the sky and observed.    

    

The entire cave was in the shape of a lotus.    

    

Those courtyards were like lotus leaves, setting off the "stamen" in the middle.    

    

Meng Yu's eyes focused, and he flew onto a small bridge.    

    

The water below the small bridge was sparkling, and there were flowers and plants growing on both sides. There were also a few pavilions on the bridge, and the environment was quiet and elegant. Walking past this small bridge was a courtyard.    

    

Meng Yu flew towards the flower's stamen.    

    

He suddenly remembered that Gu Yingchang's courtyard was nearby.    

    

"Of course it's more important to find the treasure..."    

    

Without thinking, Meng Yu flew into the courtyard in the center.    

    

This courtyard had very beautiful flowers and trees. Circles of Dao Fate flowed out, and the Yuan Qi was much more abundant than other places.    

    

Above the courtyard, streams of water gently flowed down like curtains of water. The water mist suddenly grew, and the scenery was very beautiful.    

    

Meng Yu was immediately attracted by this place.    

    

He flew into the curtain of water and opened the door.    

    

First was a hall. There were tables and chairs in the hall. There were carvings of green dragons and pearls on the walls. It seemed that the owner of this place must have comprehended a very powerful Water Great Dao.    

    

In the middle of the hall, there was an ancient zither. There were strands of Incineration Imprint wrapped around it, and the Dao Fate emitted a faint white light.    

    

When Meng Yu saw this ancient zither, his eyes nearly popped out!    

    

This was because this ancient zither was actually a pure Yang treasure level treasure!    

    

Treasures were divided into magic level, Dao level, and Treasure Level.    

    

Every level from low to high could be divided into four small levels: Mortal, Spirit, Earth, and Heaven.    

    

Above Treasure Level treasures were Pure Yang Treasure.    

    

The Pure Yang Treasure was different from the previous levels of Dharma, Dao, and Treasure Level. It was only three small levels - high, middle, and low.    

    

Now, the ancient zither was a low-grade Pure Yang Treasure.    

    

Meng Yu impatiently flew over, as if he was afraid that someone would fight with him for it, and immediately grabbed it in his hand.    

    

A Pure Yang Treasure like this.    

    

According to what he knew, even his mother, Ning Hanyan, didn't have many of them on her.    

    

Now, he could use this ancient zither to kill his enemies.    

    

Meng Yu brought the ancient zither over to take a look.    

    

The body of this pitch-black zither was eight feet and six inches long. It had seven strings, and each string exuded a powerful aura.    

    

Meng Yu gently pressed the strings of the zither, and a sound that sounded like a bead falling onto a jade plate rang out. In an instant, it condensed into a pure white sound wave that carried an Incineration Imprint. If it was struck out, even a Dao-chopping Stage would die by his hands!    

    

Of course, the current Meng Yu couldn't fully utilize the power of this zither, and he didn't know the rhythm either. Otherwise, this zither would definitely release a powerful killing intent.    

    

Therefore, he didn't allow this little one to drip its blood to recognize its master.    

    

He put away the ancient zither and looked around. There weren't any treasures in the surroundings, so he rushed straight in.    

    

He came to a room that seemed to be the owner's room.    

    

When he opened the door, Meng Yu saw a sword on the wall.    

    

When he saw this sword, his heart pounded as if he had seen his lover. He immediately rushed forward.    

    

That sword was also a low grade Pure Yang Treasure!    

    

"Hahahaha..."    

    

"I actually got two Pure Yang Treasure!"    

    

He laughed loudly.    

    

Not to mention Dao-moulding Stage, even most Yang-opening Realm warriors would find it hard to find a single Pure Yang Treasure in their lifetime. However, he had two of them in an instant.    

    

The body of the sword was like a pool of water, and there were two ancient characters carved on the hilt of the sword: Water-filling.    

    

Water-filling Sword.    

    

He hurriedly dripped his blood to acknowledge it as his master.    

    

When he established a spiritual connection with this treasure, he suddenly discovered that the sleeping Artifact Spirit in his mind, Little Ziwu, actually yawned.    

    

However, she did not wake up.    

    

The Water-filling Sword disturbed the sleeping Little Ziwu.    

    

"She has been sleeping all this time. After a period of time, my Purple Dance Sword can be upgraded again, right?"    

    

Meng Yu thought about it and kept the Water-filling sword. Only then did he carefully look at the room.    

    

One look and one could tell that the room was a woman's room. There was a fresh fragrance and by the window, there were a few bonsai planted.    

    

There were two portraits hanging on the wall.    

    

In the portraits, there was a delicate and pretty woman wearing a pollen skirt.    

    

In the first portrait, the girl in the pink skirt was dancing with the Water-filling sword in her hand, looking heroic and radiant.    

    

The other portrait was of a girl sitting at the peak of a mountain, playing the zither and singing.    

    

Her little finger lightly hung on the zither string, playing with her youth.    

    

Her expression was focused, her sleeves lightly fluttering, the smoke was faint, and actually had the charm of a fairy. At the peak of the mountain that was surrounded by clouds and mist, she actually seemed to want to return with the wind.    

    

In the two portraits, there was a theme at the bottom of the painting for playing the zither: Hong Lang gifted fifth disciple Xin Yi.    

    

This was a painting that Immortal Honglang had drawn to give to Xin Yi.    

    

Without a doubt, the woman in the painting was Fairy Xinyi.    

    

Meng Yu looked at it in a bit of a daze.    

    

Among his beloved lovers, Yaner, Xia Ting, and Fener were the most beautiful. Jiaojiao, Shangguan Yan, and Ling Wanqing were slightly inferior.    

    

In terms of appearance, Fairy Xinyi was even slightly inferior to Jiaojiao.    

    

But her celestial temperament that seemed like she was going to return with the wind was something that Yan, Ting, and the other lovely girls did not have.    

    

However, upon closer inspection, there seemed to be a trace of worry that could not be removed from her brows. Even Meng Yu, who was observing her from a distance, wanted to help her calm that trace of worry.    

    

She was playing the zither, looking cool and romantic. What kind of worry would she have?    

    

Meng Yu looked at it for a while and his heart moved. He put away the two paintings.    

    

What if someone came and destroyed these two paintings? Especially Wretched Male Cultivator, if she blasphemed the people in the paintings...    

    

So he decided to safeguard these two paintings himself.    

    

Not long after, he found another 20 bottles of Pure Element Dao Fluid.    

    

He flew out to look for Gu Yingchang.    

    

He took someone else's things and relied on the bronze mirror to come here. He obtained the ancient zither and treasured sword, these two types of Pure Yang Treasure. He couldn't not help her, right?    

    

...    

    

"Senior brother, have we finally arrived?"    

    

Fang Man stepped on the solid ground and felt a little dizzy from the sunlight in the sky.    

    

"Yes, we are here."    

    

Lu Guan laughed.    

    

He had never been so happy before.    

    

Once they found the "Demon Suppressing Lamp," the demon aura in his and Fang Man's bodies would be suppressed, and they would no longer be affected.    

    

"Let's go, let's quickly go to Gu Yingchang's room to retrieve the treasure."    

    

"Not in that Xin Yi's room?"    

    

"No. Let's hurry up and not give chase to the people behind us. "    

    

Lu Guan smiled and pulled Fang Man along as he walked forward.    

    

Seeing Lu Guan smile so happily, Fang Man, who was walking with her body twisted, felt a trace of uneasiness.    

    

...    

    

Meng Yu flew past one courtyard after another.    

    

He finally found Gu Yingchang's courtyard.    

    

There was nothing to see in the courtyard.    

    

Meng Yu walked straight to his room.    

    

He opened the door.    

    

There were tables and chairs inside, and there were cups and plates on the tables and chairs.    

    

He went inside.    

    

After passing through the screen, he saw a bed.    

    

On the bed, a beautiful girl in white was sleeping.    

    

Just like what he had seen before, she was combing her two ponytails. However, there was a small sword stuck in her heart, and blood was still flowing out.    

    

She didn't disappear immediately.    

    

That pair of bright eyes looked straight at him. Her lips opened as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she couldn't say anything, because she was a dead person.    

    

Soon after, she gradually disappeared, turning into ashes.    

    

Meng Yu sighed and said, "You are already dead, I can't save you..."    

    

After she disappeared, Meng Yu saw a thing emitting a white Incineration Imprint on the bed.    

    

At the same time, there were hurried footsteps coming from outside.