Chapter 291 Palace

Author: Zen Tian Jiuding

Chapter 291 Palace

He Ping felt that he had fallen into a long dream. In the dream, he returned to the state of fetality and returned to the true nature. Everything was like turning from acquired to innate, the beginning of heaven and earth, and the yin and yang were not separated, and it was completely swelling.

At this level, it seems that the form of life has also changed, life becomes death, death becomes emptiness, spirit becomes qi, qi becomes object, existence or not, things are the same. Life is not the beginning, death is not the end...

The soul and spirit seemed to have disappeared. He was like he was lost in nothingness. His consciousness was constantly drifting, and he could not detect the passage of time. It seemed like tens of millions of years had passed, or like an eternal moment.

...

The light golden cocoon is essentially condensed by a ball of flames. His soul condensed into a Yin God is hiding in it. His heart is dark and ignorant, his spirit is happy and has nothing to do, and his energy is bustling and doing nothing. This is entering a mysterious state.

Before, the True Shachi would go wild, which was unexpected for He Ping... However, this situation would have a great relationship with him. The most important thing was the heart that incorporated into the iron talisman of the alchemy essence.

Using that heart, he was able to use the "Three Yang Tribulations" of Chongyang Palace. It was also because he resonated with the mysterious woman in the palace dress and activated the power of the Three Yang Tribulations in the cold pool, which led to the Zhenshachi Pond falling into a violent storm...

Faced with the explosion of Xuanming Zhensha at the bottom of the pond, He Ping was powerless. He could not escape and could only hold on with the state of "Red Yang Immortality". As a result, the flames lingered, sealing his soul, will, and thoughts into a flame golden cocoon. In this wonderful golden cocoon, he seemed to be an embryo that had not yet developed, and his consciousness also entered the endless chaos.

In this state, he broke the barrier between the body of martial arts, maintained the strange state of "Red Yang Immortal Body", and on the other hand, he continued to absorb the Xuanming evil energy with the method of the Sanyuan Demon Palace.

At this moment, under the cold pond, the halo was hazy, and black tides surged, as if they were being pulled by an invisible force. The Xuanming evil aura came from all directions, drawing black tracks and constantly eroding upwards, but the golden cocoon was not affected, hanging on it, motionless.

On the contrary, the surrounding Xuanming evil spirit was gradually absorbed by the golden cocoon one by one. Xuanming evil spirit was like a living spiritual snake, drilling into the cracks of the golden cocoon and also blending into He Ping's body.

He Ping got great benefits in this state.

According to his estimate, it would take a lot of time to absorb the Xuanming evil energy. Moreover, even if you absorb these Xuanming evil energy, you would have to spend time slowly condensing the Xuanming evil energy into Xuanming true water, and then condense it from the true water into Xuanming divine thunder.

I don’t know how much hard work is spent in this process, but with the help of this opportunity, He Ping skipped two steps directly and slowly refined the traces of Xuanming evil energy that were integrated into his body.

I don’t know how long it took, He Ping’s consciousness woke up, and a strong palpitations emerged, almost forcing people to suffocate.

At this moment, he felt a cold chill and an indescribable fear appeared.

It was a numb feeling of scalp, like the soul was stared at by something, something huge and indescribable to swallow him, and he was like being in a manic and disorderly abyss.

“What the hell is it?”

He Ping opened his eyes from the golden cocoon, and his vision seemed to be sucked into the darkness. He could see that in the deep abyss, there was a huge, almost dying ancient tree. It towered into the clouds, with its roots mixed in, rooted in the bottomless abyss.

For some reason, he felt that he had seen this ancient tree somewhere, but he just couldn't remember it for a while.

Where the ancient trees are rooted, there seems to be a dark cave. From the cave at the bottom, there seems to be a dark sun rising slowly, floating slowly upward from the roots of the huge ancient trees.

The sun seemed to be able to swallow light, and it seemed to be able to radiate out darkness. The pitch-black light had the mass of twisted space, like a star that had been dead for a long time, casting countless tentacle-like shadows to the outside world.

"The God of Fire?"

His voice was filled with astonishment and surprise. The dark sun was hidden at the bottom of the darkness that seemed as deep as an abyss. The dark sun that could swallow all light sources immediately opened from the inside and collapsed instantly. A slender crack appeared. From the huge crack that cracked in the center, the red heat source like magma released light and heat.

"Eye?"

He Ping murmured to himself, but from both sides of the crack that looked like pupils, countless slender arms and struggling figures were squirming, which was a tragic scene like purgatory - countless people burning in the flames opened their pupil-free eye sockets, opened their empty mouths, and let out a silent scream.

“…ever, rise, no, fall!”

Countless tides of noise like waves sounded, and He Ping felt a thunderous sound in his head, as if something exploded.

Boom!

His consciousness was shocked again and he suddenly opened his eyes.

With a click, it seemed like the sound of eggshell shattering. The huge golden cocoon broke open, and large patches of fire burst out, and flames burst out.

At this moment, he felt like a large fireball that continued to burn, with tens of thousands of blazing heat flowing in his body, bursting out, and the devastating power they released, even he himself was trembling.

As soon as this thought was born, countless red fire lights emerged from under his skin, burning wildly.

He Ping turned into a fire man again, and he roared and rushed upward from the cold pond.

...

"boom!"

With a loud bang, a hill above the cold pond was almost shattered. Looking down from a high altitude, you will see a dazzling red spot expanding rapidly. In a moment, the red flames continued to spray upwards, forming a dazzling column of fire.

In the air, a huge pillar of fire burned, emitting a domineering and scorching aura, carrying the heat that hurts people's souls, sweeping everything around one after another.

The invisible power released in the fire light spreads outward like a heat wave. The earth and rocks in this hill are burning red like charcoal blocks, melting into magma-like fluid.

I don’t know how long it took, a figure as small as an ant, revealed its outline from the pillar of fire and slowly walked out.

The firelight on He Ping's body had disappeared, and the clothes on his body gradually returned, but his eyes were flashing with the red luster after the firewood was lit, which was the red color that appeared when the steel was burned red.

"That kind of thing is really the God of Fire sacrifice!"

He Ping looked at his feet.

"In the depths of the abyss, there is really a sun in the center of the earth. Could it be that thing that is the god of sacrifice to fire, and the god believed in by Chongyang Palace...?"

His eyes suddenly became hot and he felt deeply confused.

I don’t know whether what I saw just now was real or a vision. He should have once again touched the will of the God of Fire sacrifice. No, that thing seems to have no "self", but more like a fusion of countless souls, mixed with other things, and some are even polluted by the distorted laws of heaven, radiating disordered forces to the outside world.

"The Three Yang Tribulations...there are also the Three Yang Tribulations powers, which should be the power stolen by the people from Chongyang Palace from the source of that thing..."

He was talking to himself.

"However, this time it was a blessing in disguise. That 'thing' seemed to resonate with me, and branded some information again and instilled into my soul, which was equivalent to injecting a mark that could lock the soul from a distance."

He Ping felt fortunate that he had two souls, the God of Fire, which was only targeted one of his souls. That soul originally belonged to the original owner of this body, not the time traveler.

As he said, he was blessed in disguise, because the other soul had long been dead and had only basic instincts. The God of Fire sacrifice could not "brainwash" through that kind of information transmission, that is, assimilating his will.

"In addition, the information is mixed with some information about "Three Yang Tribulations", which involves this Taoist method, but it is not complete."

He Ping has always been very interested in the Taoist method of "Three Yang Jie". He once wanted to study it, but now he has obtained some of the Taoist scriptures of "Three Yang Jie". However, at present, he has no such interest in his heart.

"The Three Yang Tribulations of the Taoist Dharma is probably a big problem, and I can't use it indiscriminately in the future..."

He Ping touched his chin.

"Three Yang Tribulations" has a deep relationship with the God of Fire Sacrifice. He suspected that every time he used the power of the Three Yang Tribulations, he would deepen his connection with the God of Fire Sacrifices. If this continues, the other soul will not be able to withstand this repeated deepening connection.

"It can even be said that every time I use the Three Yang Tribulations, the God of Fire sacrifice will sense my existence. If you think so, it is really a bit dangerous!"

He frowned, feeling the need to seal the power of "Three Yang Tribulations" to prevent excessive connection with the power of the God of Fire sacrifice.

"Also, the Xuanming evil aura absorbed is almost enough. Now I have initially condensed the magic of "Xuanming Yi Qi Thunder Pool Armor Forbidden".

He stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly.

Dong!

This finger actually made a thunderous sound!

It's so cool!

In an instant, countless dancing electric snakes emerged from their fingertips, and the light in the void surged, lit up the black light of the silver, exploding into the white space ahead.

He Ping's attack directly blasted several miles away. A group of white bone bats flying over were blown up by Xuanming Divine Thunder, one by one, frozen in the air, and then a dull sound of thunder exploded and shattered into countless ice chips.

"The power of Xuanming Divine Thunder is terrifying. This spell is really powerful!"

He Ping was very satisfied with this. He spent so much energy to cultivate the magic of "Xuanming Yiqi Thunder Pool Armor Forbidden" which is indeed worth the price.

Of course, the most important thing is to use the "Xuanming Yi Qi Thunder Pool Armor Forbidden", supplemented by the Five Yin Xuansha Earth Extreme Demon Flames to refine the true qi. Once he cultivates the Nine-Second True Qi, his strength will immediately be promoted to the next stage.

"It will take some time to practice subconsciously to condense the nine-square Zhu Xuan's true energy!"

He took a deep breath and could feel that after the two spells in his body were condensed, the nine-subject Zhu Xuan's true energy was slowly condensed into a prototype.

The two spells condensed by Xuanming Zhensha and Wuyin Xuansha quickly merged together and slowly merged into a true qi seed. This true qi seed does not need to be cultivated carefully, and there is no need to be sacrificed and refined next. Just wait for the merits to be fulfilled and the water will come naturally, and the nine-slave Zhu Xuan true qi will naturally condense.

"If I enter the Tao with the "Invisible Secret Collection" of the Immortal Puppet Sect, I will condense the true qi of the Ten Changes of Heavenly Luo. However, if I enter the Tao with the "Invisible Secret Collection", I don't know if I can get to this point today."

He Ping thought about it and felt a sigh in his heart.

At this moment, there was a period of time when Chi Xinzi had not contacted him and conveyed the message again.

"Junior brother, I'm in trouble!"

Chi Xinzi directly passed on a piece of information to him and informed him of the situation of his, Lou Chongxiao and Nansha Diaosou.

"What... you, Lou Chongxiao and others entered a secret realm, and were then teleported to an ancient palace. The place is located deep in the broken space crack, with an entrance in it, located in the third floor of the Earth Abyss Realm..."

He Ping was also stunned when he heard this news.

"Is it the ruins of the immortal palace in Yunxiao Dao Palace?"

...

"Is Yunxiao Dao Palace?"

Chi Xinzi twisted her long beard and half-squinted her eyes.

The secret realm where he is located is full of broken palaces and ruins. This space is not dark, with bright light falling from the sky. It is just that I don’t know where the light source comes from, but it can make the ruins of these broken palace buildings without any darkness.

Under the faint light in the sky, you can see the huge palace buildings.

Although these buildings are broken everywhere, they are magnificent and majestic, and are obviously not the atmosphere of the world. Some palaces are like temples, floating in the sky one by one, just like the legendary Yunshangtian Palace.

The material of the palace is like crystal white jade, and the jade bricks are well-stitched and built perfectly. There are also some giant pillars buried in rubble, which are also pure white as jade.

"Indeed, the architectural style of this place is very ancient, even older than the Jiufeng Golden Crow City of the Hunyuan School. And judging from the current observation area, it is much larger than the original Jiufeng Golden Crow City..."

Chi Xinzi nodded.

There is a saying overseas that after the Nine-Winged Golden Crow City fell, it was secretly taken away by the second master of the Hunyuan Sect at the level of God-Speeding, that is, the old man Yuan Yuan. The remains of this treasure should be hidden in Xuanxuan Palace overseas, rather than being left outside.

"This statement is still somewhat credible..."

He continued to observe the surroundings that the ruins of these palace buildings had been severely damaged, some of which were broken eaves and walls, which were charred and severely damaged. The ground was also filled with potholes of various sizes. It can be seen that this place was obviously attacked by war.

His gaze glanced at the giant pillar where the dragon was circling the wind next to him. A bloody palm print was stamped on the giant pillar. The palm print was almost embedded in the pillar, and the lines on his fingers were all visible. In addition to this palm print, there were also traces of fierce battles among the great monks who had entered the Taoist level at that time.

"Indeed, there was a big war here in the past, which was quite tragic. If it weren't for this, this ruin wouldn't have been abandoned here..."

(End of this chapter)
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