In this harsh environment, there was no telling what was in the heads of those who were fighting for blood. Dong Fan and others had just walked halfway through before they started thinking about going home. Every time they went back and forth on a mission, this section of the road would
It's extremely dangerous, and compared to the danger of the mission, it's nothing less.
Yi Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly, looked at Gui Xuandao, and said: "I came here to verify something. I didn't know that this road was difficult when I came here. I might as well go up there by myself."
A matter that has been buried in Yi Fan's heart for a long time. Maybe it's a matter of asking questions, or maybe it's because he wants to make a choice, or it can also be said to be a reason.
Zhu Ronggang was stunned and glanced at Yi Fan: "What? We've already left most of the time, why didn't you tell me earlier? If you want me to stay here, I won't do it. I have to go to Tianquan Palace to ask for a cup of tea no matter where I am.
drink."
Yan Xiaoyu nodded: "Yes, things are not half done, and walking is the same. There is a guy named 'Burial Wine' in Suwen Blood War. It is said that his private collection is very impressive, hehehe... then...
I must get to know the number one warlord of the Republic of China."
Xia Ziyan chuckled, with a very disdainful expression: "It's good if they are willing to say a few words to us. You still want to trick us into drinking wine. People say that 'Burial Wine' is very powerful, and all the rewards collected will be replaced by wine."
, this name is meant to be collected, it is not meant to be used for drinking, so please don’t cause any trouble when the time comes.”
He was about to compete with the opponent and ask for some wine if he won, but before Yan Xiaoyu could speak, he heard Yi Fan say: "Brother Yan, you can't force others to like their hobbies. Please think more about asking for wine. After all,
We are not here to cause trouble, everything depends on your consent."
"Yi Fan, why are you..." Yan Xiaoyu was puzzled, pursed his lips and stopped talking.
…
Half an hour later, the rain gradually slowed down, and Dong Fan and others took advantage of the heavy rain to weaken and immediately geared up and set off.
Along the way, we walked through a bumpy and narrow road, a two-foot-wide natural stone bridge, and no climbing walls. If you make a wrong step, what awaits you is an abyss below. This is not a road that humans can walk at all. Fortunately, there are black dragons who come and go.
Two ropes were tied to the stone bridge for people to hold on to, so that they would not be blown down the valley by the strong wind.
Yi Fan was the first to walk. He glanced down quietly and was stunned for a moment. He let out a loud gulp of saliva and moved forward slowly while holding his feet.
After finally walking halfway with all the courage, Xia Ziyan murmured behind her: "Brother Zhu, my feet are trembling."
"I'm shaking badly too. Concentrate and don't look down. Don't worry, we'll be there soon." Zhu Ronggang was shaking all over, but his voice was indeed unusually calm, which made people feel reassured.
An endless wind and rain came and went, making the mountain road even more difficult. Suddenly, a huge palace in the distance flashed into everyone's eyes. Under the scarlet appearance, there was a hint of evil. For some reason, the palace was shaking.
Shaking, as if floating in the air.
Gui Xuandao was riding a black feathered dragon in mid-air, and he could see clearly that the Tianquan Palace was above a blood lake. It was not built on the lake, but was actually floating. There were four giant locks attached to the lake, like a
The anchor connects the palace, and there are hundreds of details below the palace that lead to the bottom of the lake. These are all stabilizing the palace.
The flying palace, Tianquan Palace.
After traveling through mountains and rivers and going through dangerous situations, Dong Fan and others finally walked in and saw the whole picture clearly. They were all shocked by its majesty and strangeness. Everyone was speechless and wanted to speak, but found that there were no words to describe the magic of Tianquan Palace.
.
A thousand-story white jade staircase stands in front of everyone. It has no supporting pillars and is completely formed in one piece. I don't know whether it is a work of heaven or a strange material. It can tilt hundreds of feet and endure violent winds and rains, but it still stands without falling.
Yan Xiaoyu was the first to retract his mind and said with a smile: "Stop looking, do you still expect the people who are fighting for blood to come out to pick us up? You are blind, so you still have to go up, let's go."
Guixuandao summoned Black Feather Dragon and followed everyone up the stairs. He frowned and said, "It's so strange. It stands to reason that without the support of a huge formation, all things could make the palace vacate. But if there are any fluctuations in the enchantment around it, could it be that the sky
Is the Palace of Power really weightless?"
More than ten years ago, Gui Xuandao was abducted by Zhong Bi, and then he changed his mind and re-trained in formation techniques. Compared with Gui's illusion style, Gui Xuandao's talent was more suitable for practicing formation techniques, but now he can use his spiritual thoughts to detect,
They didn't even notice the ripples. How Tianquan Palace flew out of thin air is really elusive.
Zhu Ronggang behind Yi Fan was also thinking about this problem at the same time. He started with the white jade stone steps, but found that it was just an ordinary jade. Although the quality was high-quality cold jade, there was no way that this jade could be tilted hundreds of feet without falling.
, not to mention that it can still stand firm under the violent storm.
It was elusive, so I put it aside first, and then visually inspected the Tianquan Palace. Brick by brick is equally valuable, but it is not a rare thing. It is estimated that it can be found in all major auction houses in China. The difference is just a small amount and a very small amount.
.
However, Zhu Ronggang is still a disciple of the skillful craftsman of the weapon refiner. Even if he cannot see the quality, he can still guess a clue. He also has a good understanding of the art of mechanisms. Who is the master and who is the assistant? After looking at the iron rope,
It's generally obvious where the problem lies.
Zhu Ronggang pointed to the iron ropes and said: "Look, all the iron chains in Tianquan Palace seal the foundation. Why can the entire palace float? This should be the problem."
Gui Xuandao became interested: "But I don't feel that there are any formation ripples at all."
Zhu Ronggang smiled: "Human beings know only one-tenth of everything in this world, maybe even less. Maybe it is like the things in front of us that can float out of thin air. What we don't know doesn't mean that others don't know.
We have seen it today, and since our knowledge has increased, why do we need to get to the bottom of it? Why are we attached to this thing?"
Yan Xiaoyu on the side stared at the two people in a daze, then looked at Yi Fan and said blankly: "Who is that person? Do you know him?"
Yi Fan shrugged and shook his head, and glanced at Zhu Ronggang: "I don't remember, it seems I haven't seen him before, he couldn't be possessed by an evil spirit!"
"I think it's 80% correct. This man has a bright mind and is completely different from Zhu Ronggang. Do you want to teach him a lesson and rescue that guy?"
"No need. In fact, Zhu Ronggang's approach is quite good. It's better than the previous one, which was not serious at all."
"Right!"
The two brothers laughed and joked. They both knew that Zhu Ronggang was just showing off on weekdays, but when it came to matters related to weapon refining, he would unconsciously become serious about it. He rarely used things like weapon refining to show off.
The eldest brother laughs at the second brother, and everyone is indifferent.
While talking and laughing, several people also stepped out of the stairs and arrived at the hanging hall. The door of the hall was made of pure gold, with a pair of lifelike fangs and a ghostly head, and its face was ferocious as if it wanted to devour several people.
He had seen the Ghost Xuandao in the sky as early as before, and he was somewhat immune compared to a few others. Seeing Yi Fan and others being frightened, he shook his head and said with a smile: "No matter how vivid and terrifying it is, it is still just a Taoist sect. The rain is getting stronger and stronger."
Come on, let’s not delay any longer.”
Suddenly, Guitoumen's golden eyes were dyed bright red and became ferocious and terrifying. His black pupils swept sideways and looked down at the people below. His mouth did not move, but a voice came out: "I don't know why you visited my Tianquan Palace.
?”
With a ferocious look on his face and a polite tone, Gui Xuandao was frightened out of his mind. He pointed at Gui's head and muttered: "The door... the door... has spoken."
Although I don’t know why the eyes are moving, it is too far-fetched to say that there are undead souls attached to the door. Yi Fan calmly clasped his fists and said: "We are the Dongfan mercenary group, here to pay homage to the leader of the bloody battle. We also hope that my dear friend
Report on your behalf."
Guitou didn't say anything, but his bloody eyes flashed, and he returned to his original appearance, as if he was making a report.
…
Tianquan Palace, a forbidden place for tea and wine.
An old man was sneaking around, staring at the big sign on the iron door, swallowing his saliva, rubbing his hands, looking puzzled, muttering to himself in a low voice: "We haven't seen each other for two days, this 'Jue Tian Formation' is here again.
I changed it, and the ripples seem to be more troublesome than last time, so I’m wondering what to do.”
"stop!"
Suddenly there was a loud shout, which startled the old man. When he looked back, he immediately felt relieved. He breathed a long sigh of relief and quickly looked around. Then he shouted to the woman: "Lan Ya, I said you can't live up to your name."
, should you be more calm and elegant? You scare me, an old man, from time to time. I was really scared to death by you that day. How can you compensate me?"
The woman named Danya smiled and said: "It's a pity that it fails every time. Haha, I just went to your room to look for you and found that you were not there. I knew that you were planning to bury Uncle Jiu again. What? This time?
Is the formation difficult to break?"
The old man's eyes lit up: "I'm just greedy for this. You came just in time to help the old man figure out where to start this formation."
Danya shrugged, showing no interest, and chuckled, "I'm not here to tease you."
"Oh? By the way, why are you looking for me if you have nothing to do? Old man, I really don't have any treasures to give..."
Just when the old man was helpless, he chuckled lightly and suddenly raised his voice: "Who said I came to beg for the treasure from you? Now Dong Fan and his gang are outside asking for a meeting. Will you, old man, see you?"
The old man frowned: "Dong Fan? I didn't go looking for them, but they came to my door instead. Can you tell me why?"
"I just said that I came to see you, and I didn't say much else!"
The old man who wants to steal the wine is none other than Jiu Yu, the leader of the bloody battle and the sword-biting man.
Jiu Yu pondered for a while and said calmly: "Come here if you come. You have people take the tablets of Yi Xie and others to wait in front of the door. As many of them want to enter the Tianquan Palace, they have to kneel down as many as they want."
At any time, if they regard their knees as gold, or make noises in front of the memorial tablet, without sincerity, let them go back."
Danya was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "Is it that simple? They are the murderers of Third Brother."
Jiu Yu sighed: "Xie'er died because his skills were inferior to others. Mercenaries are inherently cruel. Didn't we originally intend to keep Dong Fan and others? How can we be allowed to kill but not sacrifice?
.Tanya, the old man knows how you feel about Xie'er. No one is more sad than you about his death, but he is my disciple, so why shouldn't the old man not feel sad? You go ahead and take care of this matter, and let me rest alone.
Just be quiet."
Hearing this, Lian Ya said no more, let out a long sigh, asked someone to take the memorial tablet, and looked at the gate together.
After a while, the Ghost Head Gate split into two, and five men and women dressed in blood walked out one after another. Except for the leading woman, the others held a tablet in their hands.
The woman in the lead looked expressionless and looked at the few people coldly and said: "The leader has an order. Anyone who needs to enter must confess in front of the tablet."
The grudges of the past have been over, heaven and man are separated, and the dead are respected. Yi Fan should kneel down without hesitation.
Yan Xiaoyu knew Yi Fan best and knew what he was thinking, so he didn't say a word more. He found Daihu's tablet. He hesitated for a while and hesitated to speak, but finally knelt down.
Zhu Ronggang was full of displeasure and had no intention of repenting. He was about to call out to the two of them when he heard Yi Fan whisper: "I know that everyone is wronged. This matter was all my idea. You don't need to kneel down.
Just let me go in alone."
In the wind and rain, Zhu Ronggang was silent for a moment and said: "We share the blessings, but there are difficulties... there is nothing we can do about it." As he said that, he knelt down, and his heart was not facing the deceased, but his parents in heaven and earth.
Seeing Zhu Ronggang kneeling down, Xia Ziyan was already very disgusted with Sui Tianlu. For a cannibal who deserved his death, it was simply a dream to think that someone would repent for him.
Even though she was unwilling in every possible way, looking at Zhu Ronggang's back in the rain, Xia Yatou just felt helpless and said with a smile: "Who said this sentence, husband sings and wife follows, let me find out, I have to pull out his tongue
No."
The four of them all knelt down. Gui Xuandao's eyes widened. He didn't know what to do for a moment. They all knelt down. If he didn't kneel down, he would look out of place. Moreover, he couldn't enter Tianquan Palace without kneeling. But kneeling...
That was very innocent. Killing the four bloody warriors had nothing to do with him at all.
Yan Xiaoyu looked at Gui Xuandao and smiled: "Come over to my brother's side. This guy is big enough to accommodate the two of us."
Gui Xuandao actually passed by and muttered: "I don't even know what they look like, why should I kneel down?" After saying that, he knelt down on the ground. It felt innocent to kneel down, but he still knelt down.
Yan Xiaoyu smiled lightly and said: "Each of them is a master, and I should all express my condolences to the masters. Do you want to stay in the rain for ten or eight days?"
"In no mood."
"very good……"
Then the leading woman turned around and looked back at the few people. She snorted coldly and walked into the Tianquan Palace. The door closed with a bang.
Only then did Zhu Ronggang remember something: "Oops, I forgot to ask her how long she has to kneel. We can't let us kneel for the rest of our lives."