Due to the limitations of the terrain, this palace in the valley does not occupy a large area and can only be regarded as an open palace at best.

The six people walked along the stone path from the top of the mountain and towards the valley. When they passed by a stone pavilion on the hillside, everyone stopped at the same time. Because of the endless snow and snow here, the tables and chairs in the pavilion were everywhere.

They are covered with a thick layer of snowflakes, and only a rough outline can be seen.

"Look at what?" Min Caiquan pointed to Shiting and said.

In Zhang Shiping's mind, some of them were probably the remains of ancient monks, and the time was very long. Maybe it was when the ancient immortal cultivation was prosperous. Those things that could be used as ordinary living tools by powerful monks were among them, such as Jindan monks.

In the eyes, they are extremely precious treasures, of course, the premise is that these things have not lost their spiritual power due to the passage of time.

In addition, they can judge whether the prohibitions here are still powerful or whether the prohibitions here are related to each other. When Min Cai was on the top of the mountain, he saw halfway up the mountain.

When I was in Shiting, I had these plans in my mind.

No one said these things clearly, Min Cai would not mention them at all, and naturally some of them would make this proposal among the other five.

Seeing the big from the small and seeing the whole from the point is the most commonly used method for monks to explore some dangerous situations and ruins.

Just like this island, the formations still exist from ancient times to the present, and are extremely hidden. It is snowing all year round, and it is extremely cold.

From these two points, Zhang Shiping and others could infer from this that the owner of this place was mostly a person with a silly temperament, and this kind of person naturally did not like outsiders to disturb him. From ancient times to the present, the gap between immortal cultivators has been vastly different.

Don't, but one thing is the same, that is, the mind and nature. As long as people, demons, ghosts or other creatures are enlightened, their temperaments will become somewhat similar.

This kind of powerful monk with a lonely temperament is likely to set up magic circles in the place where he practices, keep others out, or kill them directly.

For this reason, Min Caiquan did not rashly enter the stone pavilion. He stood on the stone steps and took out a fan-shaped magic weapon. There was no fan on it, only eighteen gray fan bones. He

Holding the fan handle with one hand and slap it gently. It emitted a black wind, blowing away the snowflakes in front of it, revealing a large open space, and the snowflakes in the pavilion naturally dissipated.

Seeing that no restrictions were triggered, Min Caiquan looked a little relaxed. Everyone looked at the pavilion, and there were a square stone table inside. There were brocade zithers on it, and the twenty-three strings were faintly shining with a green luster.

In addition, the most special thing is that there is only a stone chair inside. Seeing this, Zhang Shiping was even more sure of the owner's temperament.

Because the brocade on the stone table was as new as before and full of spirituality, a trace of solemnity flashed in Zhang Shiping's eyes, and he was filled with joy and sorrow.

What he was happy about was that this place was so intact, and even the Jinse in the stone pavilion was so spiritual. The things in the palace in the valley must be the same, and they were even better preserved. What he was worried about was the prohibition here, and he himself

You must be extremely careful. Because some formations that are insignificant in the eyes of ancient powerful monks can easily kill the life of the Jindan monk.

Min Caiquan did not come forward to see the Zhang Jinse. He waved his sleeves and released a leather-armored puppet. He silently recited a few magic tricks in his heart, and then controlled the puppet in his late stage of Qi training toward the stone.

Walk to the pavilion.

At first, when the puppet walked into the stone pavilion, it did not touch any magic circle restrictions. Min Caiquan felt a little happy when he saw this. He controlled the puppet and wanted to pick up the Jinse, but when the puppet just touched Jinse,

The music suddenly rang out, like flowing water, like the sound of phoenixes, like the south wind, like the moon, but in this music, the puppet began to dissipate from his fingers, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a pile of dust.

Min Cai's face changed slightly, but he did not give up. He activated six puppets in the late stage of Qi training and two puppets in the early stage of foundation building until the music stopped playing again, and the ninth human-shaped puppets in the early stage of foundation building.

Just after I came out with Zhang Jinse, the process went so smoothly that even Min Caiquan was a little surprised.

"Everyone, this Jinse Min will accept it first." Min Cai waved his sleeves and directly connected the puppet to the Jinse, put it into the storage magic weapon together, and said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Min no longer considers it. If there is something better in the palace, don't regret it then." Wang Daoxiu said jokingly with a hint of envy in his eyes.

"If there is something better behind it, then naturally, fellow Taoist Wang and you all will choose first." Min Caiquan restrained his joy and said as usual. In his opinion, a hundred birds and thousands of birds in the forest are not as good as a bird in his hand.

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This time, because Min Caiquan, Wang Daoxue and Jin Datong led the way, they had already agreed in advance that the first three items in this place would be selected first. This piece of Jinse should be an ancient treasure.

, it is of great value, but it is not enough for them to break up.

"Everyone, you have to go, there are such good things in a stone pavilion, so there must be more treasures in the palace below." The eyes of the Fire Ming Zhenren, who had originally looked calm, had a little look on his face.

Fire Ming is much older than Jin Datong. Seeing that his life span is approaching, if he can get some precious elixirs or life-prolonging objects here, then perhaps he still has a chance to become a Nascent Soul monk.

After all, he is only in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, and is still far from the Nascent Soul. Even the sect is made by the Nascent Soul Ancestor, he has not taken it before.

After so many years, his magic power has accumulated to the early stage of the Golden Pill, but he can't get through the thin bottleneck and cannot break through. Moreover, he is old now, and ordinary elixirs are even more important to him.

It's useless, so Fire Ming can only rely on treasures in the ancient monk's caves, which can have miraculous effects.

No matter how slim the opportunity is, there will be no thought of giving up until the end. This is the belief that Master Huo Ming has always adhered to. If he had not had this belief, he would have enjoyed his old age long ago.

Otherwise, he would have agreed without saying a word when he heard Wang Daoxue's invitation.

"Those ghosts attached to the chill are extremely sensitive to the aura of life. The last time we were shocked by the few of us just arrived at the top of the mountain. This time we have to prepare in advance, and when we go some more, we will set up a formation first.

The method, attract the chilling cicadas around the palace and kill them cleanly, otherwise you will not be able to enter the palace!" Jin Datong then added.

After hearing him say this, Zhang Shiping sneered in his heart. They might have had a dispute at the top of the mountain. It is very likely that they had taken action, revealing extremely fierce magic fluctuations, and spreading the outer edge of the palace from a distance.
Chapter completed!