"A turtle shell?"

He Wuhen stared at the black turtle shell and frowned in confusion.

Nangong Qingdie was also confused and muttered in a low voice: "Did my parents solemnly instruct me that the shocking secret hidden by this ring is this turtle shell?"

“This is too…”

He Wuhen searched in the coffin again and confirmed that there were no other items or clues, and it was really just such a turtle shell.

So he had to open the ancient divine eyes, hold the turtle shell and look carefully, thinking about the mystery of this turtle shell.

The turtle shell is covered with scars, leaving many fine cracks and pits, as well as traces left after the erosion of eternal evil fog.

But He Wuhen could clearly sense that this turtle shell had no breath of life, but it still had a trace of weak soul power.

It was this turtle shell that constantly emitted soul sensations, calling and guiding him to come here.

Moreover, this cold pond is condensed by eternal evil fog. There are powerful formation seals at the bottom of the pond and two black dragons guarding it.

These information clearly indicate that this coffin and this turtle shell have great origins and secrets, and are definitely not simple!

After studying for a while, He Wuhen suddenly discovered it. He suddenly widened his eyes and a ray of light flashed through his eyes.

"This is... Xuanwu! Could it be... he?"

Hearing He Wuhen's words, Nangong Qingdie was stunned for a moment, frowned in confusion, "What Xuanwu?"

"Young Master He, do you think this turtle shell is Xuanwu? Xuanwu... seems to be one of the four spirit holy beasts, and it is a holy beast of the same level as your Azure Dragon!"

Although Nangong Qingdie is young and not very strong, her experiences are quite extensive.

At least, she still has a certain understanding of the types and grades of the divine beasts.

Moreover, who doesn’t know the name of the Four Spirit Holy Beasts?

Not to mention the billions of virtual gods in Shangqing Heaven, even the emperors in the lower realm know the legend of the Four Spirits Holy Beasts.

The little Qinglong also became interested and stared at the turtle shell carefully.

Xiao Maoqiu laughed twice, waved his claws and patted Xiao Qinglong, "Hi, Dai Tou Long, that's your brother... Well, it should be your brother's body."

The little green dragon glared at it in anger, flew to the turtle shell, and released a green wood divine power, covering the turtle shell.

Suddenly, the turtle shell was shining with a bright green light, and a ray of vitality was emitting. The traces left by the eternal evil fog also faded a little.

"Hey, it's useful, daitolong, try again." Xiao Maoqiu was full of curiosity and expectation, and encouraged Xiao Qinglong to continue healing the turtle shell.

Xiao Qinglong also wanted to save the tortoise shell. If he could save it, he would have another companion.

But He Wuhen waved his hand and stopped it, "Little Qinglong, don't waste your divine power. Even if you use Qingmu divine power to heal it for hundreds of years, it will be a drop in the bucket."

"This place is very dangerous and should not stay for a long time. Let's leave first."

Although Nangong Qingdie, Xiao Maoqiu and Xiao Qinglong didn't understand the reason, they all knew that since He Wuhen said that, there must be his reason.

So He Wuhen put away the turtle shell, put it into the Tower of Tongtian, and left the wasteland with his little hairball and Nangong Qingdie, and flew over the dark abyss.

Not long after, everyone returned to the foggy valley.

As we returned along the way, there were naturally some unobstructed monsters and giant beasts surrounded him in groups, trying to turn He Wuhen, Nangong Qingdie and the two divine beast pets into their food.

He Wuhen naturally pulled out his sword without hesitation and turned the monsters into his experience value.

Half an hour later, everyone left the foggy peak and continued to fly towards the mountains ahead.

According to Nangong Qingdie, this is the territory of Tianshui Kingdom, and the area near it is Yunwu County.

He Wuhen did not settle in Yunwu City, but stopped on a mountain that was tens of thousands of miles away from the Misty Valley.

This giant mountain is towering into the clouds, and above the mountain is covered by a sea of ​​clouds.

The mountains are extremely huge, and they are a Feng Shui treasure land within a radius of billions of miles. The natural divine veins have endless gathering of divine power.

He Wuhen led everyone to sneak into the mountain and dug a cave with stones.

Then he used a brief plan, set up some formations, and turned the cave into a secret room for cultivation.

With various formations, the divine power from all directions gathered, making the air in the entire secret room bright and the divine power filled.

Nangong Qingdie sat cross-legged in the formation and began to practice in seclusion, working hard to improve her strength.

The Qinglong and Qilin guarded the secret room, and He Wuhen entered the Tower of Heaven, sat upright in the illusion of time, and studied the tortoise shell.

There was no one around, and when he was alone, he held the tortoise shell and murmured in a complicated face.

"Xuanwu, is it really you? Did you keep calling me and guiding me to find your remnant soul?"

The turtle shell has no life fluctuations, so naturally it will not answer his questions.

However, the only remaining wisp of soul left in the turtle shell emits a strong soul fluctuation, which senses He Wuhen's soul, as if he is talking.

He Wuhen sensed its soul fluctuations. Although he could not hear any words or information, he knew that it was the turtle shell responding to him, and he couldn't help but show an excited expression on his face.

"Very good!"

"I really didn't expect that after tens of millions of years, I actually found you again!"

He Wuhen held the Xuanwu turtle shell and showed a look of relief and excitement, and unknowingly fell into memories.

His thoughts returned to the ancient times, a great era when the magnificent and powerful people emerged.

When Emperor Xuanyuan Tian ascended the fifth level of immortality, he was full of energy and made a name for himself. He defeated all the heroes of the world with one sword.

In the entire world of Changshengtian, his name is the most famous, followed by Yan Emperor Dugu Aoyan.

But people in the world compared the two, calling them the most outstanding genius in the North and South continents.

Emperor Xuanyuan was different from Emperor Yan. Emperor Yan had no servants or disciples at that time, and was accompanied by Zhan Feng Pan Long Xiaowu.

There were no divine beasts and pets beside Emperor Xuanyuan, but there were slaves and servants following him, loyally protecting his master.

This slave and servant are the divine servant and the butler Xuanwu.

At that time, Emperor Xuanyuan established a mansion in the northern continent, and the housekeeper Xuanwu was guarding the house and taking care of him.

The servant of God followed him, followed him to fight all directions, and served faithfully.

Even later, Emperor Xuanyuan and Emperor Yan joined forces to establish the Sect’s Moon Star Valley. When he was fighting outside, only the divine servant followed him, and the butler Xuanwu was guarding the Moon Star Valley.

Xuanwu is the most low-key person around Emperor Xuanyuan.

Of course, he looks like an honest and honest middle-aged man with dark skin and little talkative words on his face.

In fact, it is a real Xuanwu Holy Beast!

Xuanwu was the first servant to follow Emperor Xuanyuan. It has been so long that even Emperor Xuanyuan almost forgot how he met Xuanwu.

Later, Emperor Xuanyuan left Changshengtian and ascended to the sixth level of Shangqingtian.

He did not bring anyone else, and there was still only one slave, a servant, a servant of God and Xuanwu around him.

Back then, Xuanyuan stayed in Shangqingtian for nearly ten thousand years, and was stuck in the perfect realm of the virtual god, waiting for the opportunity to advance to the true god and ascend to the upper realm.

At that time, only the divine servant followed him to wander around the world and fight in all directions, while the butler Xuanwu silently protected his cave.

So much so that when Emperor Xuanyuan was besieged by many powerful people, forcibly breaking through the True God Realm and attracting the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Tribulation, only the divine servants were there to help.

Emperor Xuanyuan failed to overcome the tribulation and died under the siege of the eight powerful men. Even the divine servant fell.

The Tower of Tongtian fell from Shangqingtian, passed through the sixth level of heaven, and finally fell into the East China Sea of ​​Xuanhuang World.

The deity of the divine servant fell, but he retained a trace of his soul, attached to the Tower of Heaven, and slept for thousands of years, waiting for Emperor Xuanyuan to return.

It is precisely because of this that after Emperor Xuanyuan was reincarnated and reborn, he entered the Pearl Island of the East China Sea under the arrangement of fate and discovered the Tower of Heaven.

Since He Wuhen has obtained the memory of his previous life, he has realized the hardships he experienced in his previous life.

However, the remnant soul of the God servant also fell when he ascended to heaven, died completely and would never appear again.

He also thought about where the butler Xuanwu is?

But over the years, He Wuhen has never mentioned the housekeeper Xuanwu, and seems to have forgotten it.

This is because He Wuhen felt that he and the divine servant were both siege by the eight powerful men.

The eight strong men and family forces would definitely not let him go, and the housekeeper Xuanwu must have been killed by them and died tens of millions of years ago.

But he never expected that when he made a comeback and entered Shangqingtian again, he met Xuanwu again by chance.

Although... all he found was a black turtle shell.

Xuanwu was already dead, leaving only a wisp of incomplete soul, and he could not even communicate with him.

But He Wuhen was still very excited and full of expectations.

He knew a way to use the power of magical artifacts and pills to help Xuanwu repair his injuries, reshape his soul and body, and truly resurrect him!

Now, he was filled with doubts.

He couldn't wait to resurrect Xuanwu and ask what happened to it?

What has it experienced in the past tens of millions of years?
Chapter completed!