Peerless Young Master

Everyone left and went to grab the treasures left by Master Chunyang. The surroundings suddenly became silent, with only Li Xuan left.

He looked around. There were four cushions on the ground and four paintings hanging above them. Apart from that, there was nothing else in sight.

Li Xuan walked over and looked at the painting hanging on the wall.

The first one is relatively simple, with only one blade of grass;

The second painting only depicts a lotus flower;

The third painting has a cold tone. Although there is nothing in the painting, it gives people a bleak and lonely feeling.

The last painting shows heavy snow and plum blossoms in full bloom;

Obviously, this represents the four seasons of the year, namely spring, summer, autumn and day.

"This Chunyang Zhenren is also an abstract painter"

Li Xuan observed it carefully for a while. It was just a simple portrait, like a child's doodle. There was nothing strange about it.

It seems a bit strange that such a master was looking at paintings when he was dying, but he was a master after all, and his thinking must be different from others.

Li Xuan looked at the cushions on the ground, picked up one, knocked it with his hand and touched it. It was just an ordinary cushion, nothing special about it.

He placed the cushion on the ground and sat down, looking up at the paintings in front of him and imagining what it must have looked like when Pure Yang Zhenren looked at these paintings.

"what"

Li Xuan cried out in surprise. At that moment, he seemed to have seen something.

"Hate...Wang Sun, just left."

"Hate the prince, has been gone, what does this mean, could it be that the Pure Yang Master likes someone from the royal family, or the granddaughter of the old emperor?"

Li Xuan muttered softly, then his eyes lit up and his face was filled with joy. He didn't expect to get to eat the grandmaster's melon.

Immediately, he came to the second cushion and looked at the painting in the same posture.

"Come downstairs, the jade hairpin will fall."

"Ask the heavens, where are the people?"

"Swear at your enemy and leave without returning"

Soon, I looked at all four paintings and saw a sentence from them, which read as follows:

"I hate the prince, he's gone; I come downstairs, the jade hairpin falls off; I ask the heavens, where is he; I curse my enemy, he says he's gone and won't come back"

Many years ago, the invincible Pure Yang Zhenren fell in love with a woman, but due to the difference in their status, the woman eventually chose to leave.

True Man Chunyang pleaded in vain, and his previous vows of love turned out to be nothing but empty words. Feeling disheartened, he came to Lingyun Mountain, lived in seclusion, and eventually died there.

Soon, Li Xuan conjured up a poignant love story in his mind based on this sentence, and was quite moved:

"I didn't expect that Master Chunyang is such a passionate lover."

Even as strong as a master, he cannot escape the pain of love.

The strongest man over a hundred years ago chose to hide from the world because of a woman;

Twenty years ago, Yi Zi Kuai Dao, the strongest person under the Heaven Realm, fell in love with a woman, which damaged his foundation and caused his strength to decline.

Li Xuan couldn't help but sigh. It has been said since ancient times that heroes cannot resist the temptation of beautiful women, and it is true.

I just don't know whether the cause of death of the Sword Master who was invincible in the world sixty years ago was also related to a woman.

"wrong"

Suddenly, Li Xuan's expression became serious, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he rubbed his chin: "No, it's definitely not right. Pure Yang Zhenren is so powerful, he is a master of his generation;

As long as he doesn't fall in love with the emperor's woman, who in the world can stop him and separate the two?

These four paintings are definitely not a love story."

"I hate the prince, he's gone; I come downstairs, the jade hairpin falls off; I ask the heavens, where is he; I curse my enemy, he says he's gone and won't come back"

Li Xuan has been pondering this sentence, which must have a deeper meaning.

Hate the prince, go on and on. If you remove the word "le", then it is not a word at all.

Coming downstairs, Yuzhan Buluo... Buluo means one;

Ask the heavens, where have people gone… If the word heaven has gone to people, that is, two;

Cursing enemies, words go and never come back... There is no word for words, which is four;

One, two, four, so the first one is three.

If this sentence is a riddle, then the answer is three, one, two, four.

Li Xuan rearranged the four paintings, but before he could react, his feet felt empty and he fell down instantly.

"hiss"

By the time Li Xuan came to his senses, he felt a sharp pain in his body. He finally got up from the ground and looked carefully, and found himself in a stone chamber.

The stone chamber was simply arranged with a large circle in the middle with the coffin placed on top and a small box on the left side of the coffin.

"This should be the real tomb of Master Chunyang."

Soon, Li Xuan understood that the four passages above either contained treasures left by the True Man Chunyang, or they were traps that wanted to take advantage of the greed of the tomb robbers and kill them.

The real tomb is buried here.

The only way to find it is to unlock the secrets hidden in the four paintings.

"Boy, you are really a remarkable person. Not only can you open the stone door, but you can also find the real tomb. Even if you say you are the descendant of Pure Yang Zhenren, I will believe it."

Just then, a teasing voice was heard.

Li Xuan's pupils widened, and his heart shrank violently. He turned around suddenly and saw that it was Blood Hand Shura. He was shocked and said, "How is this possible? Didn't you go in?"

Blood Hand Shura chuckled: "If I don't go in, how can I follow you?"

Hearing this, Li Xuan's face darkened. He only dared to wander around after seeing the other party go in, but he didn't expect the other party to hide in the passage.

Blood Hand Shura saw a coffin in the middle of the stone chamber and a look of surprise appeared on his face. You know, the most valuable treasure must be placed close to the body.

"Boy, you helped me a lot, how can I thank you?"

The voice was very soft and full of laughter, but Li Xuan felt a chill that made his back tremble. There was no one around and Youmeng was not there, so he was like a fish on the chopping board.

"I have nothing to do with you, why do you want to kill me?"

Blood Hand Shura stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his lips: "I just don't like you, a loser, relying on your good family background to dare to sneak in. What I hate most is people like you who were born with everything they need."

"If you kill me, Youmeng will not let you go, and those people will not let you go either; don't forget, those people owe me a favor." Li Xuan brought out everyone, trying to force the other party to retreat.

"If I kill you, who will know it was me? Do you think they will find this place?" Blood Hand Shura sneered, "Before I came down, I changed the order of the four paintings. No one will know that this is where the real tomb is."

Bang, bang.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, as if someone was hitting the ground hard.

March 124

Li Xuan shouted.

"go to hell"

Blood Hand Shura's expression changed, and he swung his palm across the air, hitting Li Xuan directly. The latter's body flew back several meters as if hit by a truck, and fell to the ground, motionless.

For him, killing Li Xuan was as easy as crushing an ant.

He came into the room and saw a box next to the coffin. There must be treasure inside.

Just as Blood Hand Shura was about to open the box, a sharp sword light instantly slashed over...