But he has not given up the last glimmer of hope. He raised his head and said anxiously: "Your Majesty Wuya, please tell me where can I find this main medicine for refining the Cultivation Pill? I don't dare to ask for the Cultivation Pill, but
I hope I can get some guidance from Wuya, what should I do as a junior?"
The golden puppet guard sat on the throne, silent for a long time as if thinking about something. After a long time, it slowly said: "It's okay to use this bag of offerings in exchange for a clue. This emperor was once in a rather dangerous place in the past.
This elixir has been collected in some places. However, it has been too long, and it is not clear whether this elixir still exists there. Whether you can collect the elixir depends on your luck."
Then it seemed to move its lips and say something.
Li Zhanqiang kept nodding.
The monks in the hall raised their ears to listen, but they couldn't hear anything and couldn't help but feel a pity.
"Okay, you have got what you want, you can leave." The golden puppet guard said.
"Thank you for your Majesty Wuya's advice. If this junior succeeds in the future, I will definitely come back to thank His Majesty Wuya and save him from trouble!" Li Zhanqiang got such a precious clue, and he showed no sign of ecstasy. He rapped three times in a row, and then
He stood up, turned around and ran away, leaving the Wuya Palace.
It seemed that he was ready to set off to search immediately.
Li Zhanqiang still has more than thirty years of life left. He needs to find the elixir, refine the cultivating elixir, and finally take the elixir. There is still a long way to go. Every step requires tremendous hardship.
The remaining ten or so True Essence cultivators in the hall looked at each other in astonishment. This Master Li of the Dongyang Sect had great luck. He actually exchanged an offering worth half a million spirit stones for a clue to obtain the Cultivation Pill.
Most of the clues provided by True Emperor Monk Wuya himself are untrue.
Li Zhanqiang is the leader of the sixth largest sect in the land of Sanjiang. He can spend half a million spirit stones at one go to seek the chance of immortality. However, none of them can compare with the amount of wealth Li Zhanqiang has.
I'm afraid it's hard to be as lucky as Li Zhanqiang.
The golden puppet guard looked coldly at the remaining monks in the palace hall.
"What do you want to offer?" the golden puppet guard asked.
The monks looked at each other, hesitating who should go up first.
"Your Majesty Wuya, I have a piece of treasure here, please accept it." Hu Renfeng suddenly gritted his teeth and crawled forward a few steps, took out a small cloth bag from his waist, and said with a flattering smile.
"What's inside?" the golden puppet guard asked.
"When I was traveling in Dongyang Xiuxian Realm a few years ago, I encountered a colorful peacock fighting with a snake, and accidentally got an egg laid by the peacock. I couldn't afford to raise such a precious colorful peacock, so I never hatched it.
The junior thought that the senior would be very lonely in this dark Wuya Palace, and having a spiritual bird with him would help relieve his boredom." After Hu Renfeng reported his belongings, he looked somewhat proud.
When the monks heard this, they couldn't help but be moved. The eggs of these spiritual birds were indeed rare.
Generally, peacocks are green with colorful flowers, and rarely have colorful colors. If they are colorful, they can be said to be spiritual birds with the blood of immortal birds!
It's just that the reaction of the golden puppet guard was a bit strange. It didn't seem to be interested in the spiritual bird egg. Instead, it stared at Hu Renfeng and said: "Is this your first time in Wuya Palace? Come here!"
Hu Renfeng was startled for a moment, then realized immediately that the golden puppet guard was letting him pass, so he hesitated and crawled over.
The golden puppet guard's eyes flashed red, and he glanced at Hu Renfeng. His spiritual roots were mixed and his potential was insufficient... Finally, he shook his head in disappointment, waved his hand and said you can leave!
"But this spiritual bird egg... Your Majesty Wuya doesn't want these eggs?! I have other items here. Please take a look at them, Your Majesty Wuya." Hu Renfeng didn't know why Wuya was disappointed. He was a little anxious. Wuya
I just let him leave without accepting the eggs, without saying anything. This trip to Wuya Palace was not for nothing, and I met with a True Emperor cultivator for nothing. Such an opportunity is not something I can encounter all the time.
"Get out!" The golden puppet guard said in a cold voice without even looking at him again.
Hu Renfeng was shocked and did not dare to say anything. He retreated dejectedly and left the palace unwillingly.
The monks couldn't help but feel a little gloating about the misfortune. They had guessed the reason why Wuya didn't accept Hu Renfeng's egg. The colorful peacock eggs were good things, but they had no effect on the Emperor Wuya.
Feeding the thunder peacock requires a huge amount of food. There are usually almost no living creatures in Wuya Palace. Every forty or fifty years, only a few days after the passage is opened, monks break in. Even the True Emperor monk Wuya,
It is impossible to keep this peacock alive.
In comparison, Li Zhanqiang was much smarter. He donated a large amount of raw materials and spiritual stones, many of which were equipment used to refine puppets. These raw materials could be used to repair the puppets in the underground Wuya Palace, so they were naturally valued by Wuya.
Next, all the Zhenyuan monks stepped forward one by one to donate the belongings they had brought.
With Hu Renfeng's lessons learned, they naturally would not take out useless things, but only sell rare and valuable things. Of course, the rewards they received were also good.
Wuya is the only true emperor monk left in this world. His knowledge is complex and the number of secret techniques he has mastered is shocking.
Whether it is a difficult problem encountered during cultivation in the Zhenyuan period, or one wants to learn a rare secret technique, one can more or less get answers or clues from Wuya's mouth.
How much reward can be obtained depends entirely on the value of the goods donated by the monks.
Except for Li Zhanqiang who obtained information about the cultivating pill at a huge cost, the other monks did not have this opportunity and only obtained some external possessions.
In the blink of an eye, the hall was empty, with only a few monks such as Yu Wen Zhouyuan, Yu Haiqing, and Hong Zhengzhi remaining.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was extremely depressed and thought about what items he should bring out and get something from Wuya.
Yuwen Zhouyuan had not prepared anything in advance, and he did not bring any valuables at all. He did have a lot of spiritual stones, but they were all in the mysterious space of the Book of Heaven in Dantian.
If you take it out at this time and reveal your wealth, your life will be in danger!
"What other items do you guys want to donate?" the golden puppet guard said.
"Your Majesty Wuya, this junior Yu Haiqing didn't bring anything, and he has nothing to ask for." Yu Haiqing stood up at this time, stepped forward and said respectfully.
"Oh, then what are you doing here?" asked the golden puppet guard.
"This junior is here to think about how to help His Majesty Wuya get out of trouble, leave this underground Wuya Palace, and return to the surface again," Yu Haiqing said.
The golden puppet guard said calmly: "You are serious! It is easy for the emperor to leave this underground Wuya Palace. He only needs to break the eight sealing dragon pillars. It's just that these eight pillars lock the emperor.
The jade dragon pillar that seals the physical body cannot be broken easily."
Yu Haiqing said excitedly, "Your Majesty Wuya, why don't you give it a try? Now there are signs of chaos in the major immortal worlds again. The three major immortal worlds of Dongyang, Fengyun Continent, and Sun Never Set are attacking each other, causing countless casualties among monks. His Majesty Wuya should be responsible for it."
Come forward to unify the three major realms of immortality, Dongyang, Fengyun Continent, and the Sun Never Sets, and the world will return to peace! Except for His Majesty Wuya, no one in the world has the ability to accomplish this! I am willing to help His Majesty Wuya complete his unfinished hegemony in the realm of immortality!
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The golden puppet guard stared at the ice coffin on the altar with empty eyes. It was silent for a while, then it pulled out the sword from its waist and flicked it, throwing it in front of Hai Qing. This was the sword that the emperor had used.
Sword, now you use this sword to cut off the golden chain.
"Whoosh! The golden sword was inserted into the ground and submerged into the ground." Yu Haiqing was stunned for a moment, and immediately pulled out the golden long sword. Although it was only three feet long and half an inch thick at this moment, it was surprisingly heavy.
The high-level monk used all his strength to exert his divine power, and then reluctantly lifted it up.
He came to a jade dragon pillar, gritted his teeth and slashed at the golden chain.
"Dang Dang..." A dull crashing sound echoed in the neutral palace.
Half an hour later, after Yu Haiqing chopped thousands of times, his mana was exhausted. When he looked at the chain again, there were no traces of chopping on the metal chain.
Yuwen Zhouyuan, Hong Zhengzhi and other onlookers were all speechless as they watched Yu Haiqing's frantic chopping. This was beyond their expectation. They couldn't even tell what materials these eight sealing pillars were made of. What's more,
Don't tell me to break them.
The golden puppet guard said calmly at this time: "Don't bother, this is the soul-suppressing pillar refined by the emperor himself. You can chop down the sealing magic weapon for a thousand years, but you won't be able to damage it in the slightest."
Yu Haiqing, Yuwen Zhouyuan, Hong Zhengzhi and other monks were all obviously stunned.
The golden puppet guard seemed to have guessed what they were thinking and snorted: "The emperor is locked here because the monks of the same level from Dongyang, Fengyun Continent and Sun Never Set suddenly attacked me while I was going through the heavenly tribulation. Okay.
When the emperor is sealed, a ray of spiritual consciousness can be separated and attached to the golden puppet guard puppet to move."
"These eight soul-suppressing pillars are His Majesty's magical weapons. Your Majesty can't put them away?" Yu Haiqing asked doubtfully.
"Neither can I. No one can open it unless there are experts from the True Emperor." Wu Ya said.
The golden puppet guards were chatting happily, talking to Yu Haiqing about how to break out of the ice coffin.
Yuwen Zhouyuan remained silent and watched coldly from the side. He also wanted to get the chance of immortality from Wuya, but he never wanted to see Wuya come out of the ice coffin.
You must know that back then, the Dongyang Cultivation World, Fengyun Continent and the Sun Never Sets Cultivation World worked together to destroy the Wuya Cultivation World, and even sealed Wuya himself in the ice coffin of this altar, allowing Wuya to break through to the next level.
The hope of a higher realm was shattered. This deep hatred can be called a life-and-death feud.
After Wuya goes out, will he retaliate against the sects from all walks of life? Yuwen Zhouyuan does not dare to have any illusions. The most likely possibility is a bloodbath of revenge. None of the sects that participated in the attack on Wuya's immortal world was good at it.
Eat fruit.
Yuwen Zhouyuan could only remain silent, staying aside in a low-key manner and watching Yu Haiqing's work.
Everyone can see that Yu Haiqing wants to cling to Wuya, the True Emperor cultivator, but relying on Haiqing's strength alone, he doesn't think that a mere late-stage True Yuan cultivator can help Wuya out of trouble. If it were that easy, others would have already