Seeing the records in the ancient scrolls, an extremely vast world of immortal cultivation appeared in Ye Mo's mind.
"The world of immortal cultivation is so vast? The Jiuzhou human race and the East Sea demon tribe are just fighting in this sea area. In addition to the Jiuzhou continent and the East Sea, there are more mysterious four realms. However, what kind of cultivation should be achieved
Where can I go for the level?”
Ye Mo was shocked and took a deep breath, hiding all these questions in his heart.
He rolled up the scroll again, took a deep look at the almost dilapidated ancient temple for ancestor worship, and a different feeling arose in his heart.
If he hadn't come here by accident, he might never have known that there was an ancient scroll here, recording the great secrets between the world.
Ye Mo waved his hand and left the ancient temple with Gao Jian, Wang Hu and others who were guarding around him. He could only bury the ancient temple deeply when he saw what he saw today.
According to the records of the ancient scrolls on the four realms, Ye Mo had a little concern about his fairy town.
Even though he is the city lord of the Ye family fairy town, he is still at the bottom of the immortal cultivation world, far from being able to compare with those Nascent Soul cultivators who traverse the East China Sea immortal cultivation world. Not to mention the ancient monks, there are also the mysterious four realms.
There is still a very long way to go!
After leaving the ancient temple of ancestor worship, Ye Mo took out a broken picture of the Purple Sword Immortal Palace, which clearly marked some addresses of the immortal palace. Unfortunately, this broken picture is not complete, only less than one-third. Even if there is one
With the picture in hand, he couldn't recognize the road ahead.
Ye Mo was a little helpless.
He was in such a strange place and the only map in his hand was useless, so he could only search for it by his intuition again.
In the Purple Sword Immortal Palace, there are a large number of palaces that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of monks' lives. The roads here are well-connected and many places look similar.
Ye Mo and the other two walked for a while, and saw a mysterious black iron gate of unknown material ahead. The back of the iron gate was extremely dark, and a deep breath was revealed.
A "prisoner" sign was hung on the iron gate, and next to it was written "The punishment hall is important, no idlers can approach it."
"It seems like the Immortal Palace dungeon? Do you want to go in and take a look?"
Wang Hu looked inside and said in surprise.
"This is the place where prisoners are imprisoned. I don't know if there are any resentful spirits guarding this door. I'll go in and search it alone. Although the dungeon is not valuable, since it's here, go in and take a look to avoid any omissions."
Ye Mo thought for a moment and said in a deep voice.
"Brother Ye, it's too dangerous for you to go in alone, let's go in together."
Wang Hu was anxious and said quickly.
"The city lord can deal with the thunder magic even if he encounters the vengeful spirits in the dungeon. We will drag our backs when we enter, which will just cause the city lord to be distracted and stay here."
Chen Fei immediately persuaded him to stop him.
Wang Hu was stunned for a moment, and thought about it, so he didn't insist on following in.
Ye Mo asked the four of them to guard the iron gate. The iron gate was covered with dust, and a rusty lock was hung weakly on the door.
He reached out to hold the big lock, and shook it slightly. The rusty lock ended his long life and turned into two halves.
‘With a creaking sound, the iron door was gently pulled open, and a weak moan was made.
Ye Mo opened the iron door and went in alone along the gloomy tunnel.
Looking around, there were indeed square prisons on both sides of the surrounding area, which continued until the end, probably no less than hundreds of times.
Most of these prisons are refined with fine black iron, which is extremely hard. Each iron rod is the thickness of an arm, and dozens of iron rods form an iron fence.
There was not even a straw in the iron fence, only a simple stone platform, which was probably a place for monks to meditate and rest. After ten thousand years, most of these cells were covered with dust, and some broken rice bowls were lying quietly.
In the corner, it looks lonely.
Ye Mo entered the depths of the prison step by step. He carefully looked at the cells and found that it was not just a steel fence that was smelted with black iron. There were some traces of ban on these fences, and those who were once detained here.
The prisoner is definitely not low.
In addition to the ban on the iron fence, the handcuffs and anklets hanging on the walls also have traces of the ban being burned.
I don’t know what prisoner the person is detained. I guess he must be a monk with high magic power, otherwise there wouldn’t be so many restrictions to assist.
Soon, when we arrived at the end, we found that there was a small corner here, and after the corner, there was a downward portal, which was also locked with an iron door. It was probably the second floor of the dungeon.
Ye Mo followed the method and opened the iron door directly and walked down the stairs. The stairs were very long, and the entire stairs were bent and extended downwards.
Suddenly, he vaguely heard a voice coming from the depths of the dungeon.
The sound suddenly appeared without any signs, and suddenly there was a creepy feeling behind him. The sudden sound made the atmosphere of the entire underground cell become extremely gloomy and weird.
"How could there be a sound? Even a Nascent Soul monk can't live for tens of thousands of years and something is inside.
Ye Mo was shocked.
The cells here are different from those above, with only a few large cells. There are a large number of restrictions sealed on the cells, and even after tens of thousands of years, they still emit light.
That sound came from the innermost cell.
Ye Mo carefully restrained his breath and approached the cell to avoid disturbing the other party.
The voice changed from the initial intermittent, unclear, to clear and discernible, and the tone sounded very angry and intense.
"Beast... I've been squandering you for the rest of my life, but I've betrayed my master's sect."
"Ah, why did I do something wrong?"
"Master, I was wrong, I did it wrong"
Words came from it, and they were all very sudden changes, without any order. As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Mo was about to hear the details, but he didn't expect that he had become another sentence without any reference.
The preface is inconsistent with the latter and there is no logic.
He came to the door of the cell, and the voice continued, looking very anxious, angry, and crazy.
Ye Mo looked in from the door, but found that the person who spoke was a little unexpected.
There is a dry bone of an ancient monk in the prison. It is dead, and it is not what he talks about. It is an illusory figure, without a physical body, just wandering in this cell.
"The ancient resentful spirit seems to be a little different from the one I saw before..."
Ye Mo was shocked immediately.
There are almost no forms of resentful spirits, and they all exist in the form of divine thoughts. The forms of divine thoughts can transform human forms, or even other forms, but generally there will be no self-consciousness.
The resentful spirit that was destroyed by Ye Mo before did not have spiritual intelligence. It completely relied on its instinct to attack the souls of other creatures and absorbed the energy to survive.
But this resentful spirit shocked Ye Mo.
It obviously has a considerable intelligence and also has memories of his life?
"How is this possible?"
This discovery made Ye Mo unbelievable.
"Who? Come out"
At this moment, the resentful spirit that was floating in the cell suddenly turned around and looked at the door of the cell. It suddenly calmed down and did not look like it was as crazy as before.
Ye Mo was stared at by the vengeful spirit and felt a chill in his heart. Unexpectedly, the vengeful spirit had such strong sensibility, and he had already restrained his breath and was discovered immediately.
Fortunately, there is a ban on the layout of this cell. Ye Mo also understands thunder spells, so he is not too afraid of it.
"Where are you from the junior? Why did you come here?"
The ancient resentful spirit said lightly, and did not try to rush out of the cell to attack him.
Ye Mo said cautiously with a little respect: "My younger generation, Ye Mo, has entered this place by mistake. I wonder who is the senior? Why is he here?"
The resentful spirit obviously didn't expect Ye Mo to be so calm. It floated to the door of the cell and observed Ye Mo carefully.
"You don't even recognize me. You must not be a disciple of the Purple Sword Palace. This is the forbidden area of the Purple Sword Immortal Palace. How could those guys who are not allowed to enter the Purgatory Hall let you in?"
The resentful spirit said with a hint of coldness in his tone.
Hearing him say this, Ye Mo's heart calmed down. At least he had concluded that this resentful spirit had no malice. Or rather, it was very rational and would not kill at will like other unconscious resentful spirits.
"Senior, the Purple Sword Immortal Palace no longer exists."
Ye Mo was silent for a moment and said.
He was a little surprised. He knew whether the resentful spirit in front of him knew that the Purple Sword Immortal Palace had already perished. Or it was very likely that it was not clear that the Purple Sword Immortal Palace had already perished.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the ancient resentful spirit fell into a dull state, trembling all over his body, and repeated a sentence, "How could it be like this? How could it be like this?"
Ye Mo was secretly surprised. The ancient resentful spirit obviously did not know the news that the Purple Sword Immortal Palace had been destroyed. Then it should have been locked in this dungeon before the Purple Sword Immortal Palace was destroyed.
The ancient vengeful spirit kept repeating this sentence, as if it had been hit hard, with a crazy tone and some signs of uncontrollable spirit.
Ye Mo pinched the magic tricks with his hands and was ready to take action at any time.
This resentful spirit locked in the dungeon will definitely be difficult to deal with when it starts crazy, and it is definitely much stronger than the previous resentful spirit. If it breaks through the prison, it will be difficult to deal with when it comes out.
Ye Mo slowly retreated without a trace, leaving enough room for his reaction. His whole body of magic power was ready to go. As long as there were signs of attempting to attack, he would take the lead.
Suddenly, the resentful spirit seemed to notice Ye Mo was about to leave, and he stopped talking to himself.
It was like a gust of wind, hitting the fence of the cell.
With a loud bang, a golden light suddenly erupted from the cell, vibrating violently.
Ye Mo's heart tightened, and he was about to move in his hand, but he didn't expect that the resentful spirit would speak.
"You are lying to me, right? The Purple Sword Immortal Palace lasts forever, how could it perish? Who do you think you are? Why do you know so much?"
The ancient resentful spirit stared at Ye Mo with wide eyes, as if he wanted to find the truth in Ye Mo's eyes.