Zhan Changfeng ignored him and took a closer look at the situation in the hall. Her side hall should be a study or something like that. Tall red sandalwood dragon-carved bookcases were placed on the north, south, and east walls. A door leading to the main hall was opened on the west wall.
A rack of books was set up.
There is also a desk in front of the bookcase on the east wall, with several leather scrolls placed on it. One of them is still open, as if the owner of the palace was reading the contents of the scroll just behind the desk.
The above is what Zhan Changfeng saw the moment she entered the door, but when she entered, everything in the side hall turned to dust and disappeared, with only a few things falling to the ground.
One is a square box in the bookcase on the east side, and the other is a hollow crescent-shaped ornament on the desk. If I remember correctly, it was previously hung on the treasure cover of a small stove, and there is another
It's a bottle on the shelf.
Now that they were all in her Sumeru ring, she couldn't take them out to confirm their value, so she walked out of the side hall.
The main hall is also empty. Everything that should be turned into ashes has been turned into ashes. Those that haven't been turned into ashes must have been taken away by them. It would be boring to pursue them further.
Andeng and Xi Pu walked out of the left hall. Andeng had a regretful look on his face, while Xi Pu had a stinking look on his face. When he saw her, he didn't even act and snorted coldly.
Come and take a look, there is another door here!
Xin Yangbo's voice came from behind the north wall.
Zhan Changfeng entered a small door on the north wall. Inside was a long and narrow walkway with a large door due north.
Long Zhengqing said, isn't this the back door to the palace?
No, judging from the size of the entire palace seen from the outside, there should be another room behind this door.
Chun Yucheng pointed to the pattern on the gate. The demon tribe respected nature and learned its architectural skills from the human race, but they would not add animal-shaped patterns to the buildings unless those beasts were their vassals or themselves.
This treasure hall has colorful phoenixes on the outer door and dragons on the cornices. At that time, Chun Yucheng's eyes were burning. The dragon and phoenix tribes were the tributaries of the third demon lord Bai Ze, and the pattern on this door was exactly the same.
It is the image of Baize, and there must be a mystery in it.
There used to be three demon masters in the demon clan. The first demon master, Taihuang Sheng, controlled the heaven. The second demon master, Kunpeng, was the demon master and led Bi Fang Ji, Meng Yingzhao and many other demon masters. The third demon master was Bai Ze, who controlled the dragon and the phoenix.
clan.
It is said that although Bai Ze was born in ancient times, his combat prowess is far behind that of Kunpeng. He can take the position of the third demon lord because he knows astronomy and geography from above, trivial matters from below, and knows the past, future, and all things.
He knew his appearance clearly, and he also found the newly born Emperor Tai Huang and presented him with the holy book to help him unify the demon clan.
You mean, this palace is the palace of the great demon Bai Ze! Xi Pu squeezed forward, why don’t you open it quickly!
The power on this door is much stronger than the door outside, and it is not that easy to open. Xin Yangbo asked, how about we work together to break it?
Long Zhengqing shouted, "What else can we do? It's broken."
Wait, let me try. Zhan Changfeng stepped forward. It may not be a coincidence that she came to this space and met this hall.
When she was sitting in the teleportation array, she felt that the gray bead was getting warm. When she got close to the treasure hall, she felt hot for a while until now.
Fellow Taoist, please don't try too hard, this door is much more powerful than the ones outside. Long Zhengqing raised the corners of his mouth, but took a step away, as if he was watching a good show.
Fellow Taoist Bo Fu reminded me. Zhan Changfeng completely released her power, and suddenly the power of heaven descended, with a force exceeding ten million, forcing several people around her to take several steps back.
She held the Bell Ling Kun Huan and slammed the door. After several blows, the door suddenly opened, revealing a darkness.
Chunyu Cheng was secretly shocked, this man actually had the acquired holy treasure, and he had a long history.
When several people saw her disappearing into the darkness, they suppressed their shock and hurried inside.
As soon as Zhan Changfeng entered this darkness, he felt that he had entered a certain realm. There was only a sense of boundlessness in his consciousness, he could not find an exit, and he could not sense anything.
She took out the gray bead and tried to move around. She determined a direction by relying on the heat of the gray bead that alternated between strong and weak.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, a beam of light appeared in the darkness, and in the light hung a drop of blood.
At first glance, there is nothing wrong with it.
But Zhan Changfeng specializes in will, can sense the drop of blood, and has strong will power.
The gray bead in her hand seemed to be flying out, rushing towards the drop of blood, and the light from the seal pattern stung her hand.
And that drop of blood, as if awakened, began to sway,
Just when the drop of blood was about to rush over, Zhan Changfeng threw the gray bead into the jade pendant, cutting it off from the outside world.
The target lost its blood and jumped wildly in the beam.
Who are you? Zhan Changfeng asked with consciousness.
I am the founder of Kunpeng. Where is my soul? Where is my soul? Give me back my soul!
This is a shocking secret.
Zhan Changfeng pondered her thoughts. The gray beads she found in what seemed to be the Heavenly Alchemy Palace might contain the soul of Patriarch Kunpeng.
And now she found a drop of the original blood of Grandmaster Kunpeng in the palace of the suspected Baize Demon?
Zhan Changfeng was wary, but full of interest. I helped you merge soul and blood, how should you repay me?
After all, this drop of blood was only contaminated with some of the will of Patriarch Kunpeng, and could not answer her question, unless what she asked happened to be contained in this will. For example, when she just asked who it was, the corresponding will appeared.
Zhan Changfeng carefully analyzed the chaotic will on it, and asked again, the fate horoscope?
Recast the destiny astrolabe and restore the glory of the demon clan!
This strong will made Zhan Changfeng's head hurt. She used all her will power to wrap around the drop of blood, sensing all its will.
Undoubtedly, it is violent and ruthless, and all will can be summarized in four words: recast revenge.
Zhan Changfeng did not make any comment on the battle between the Demon Court and the Heavenly Court, but she cherished her life and recasting the destiny horoscope threatened her.
The power of will is no longer a simple probing, but turns into a sharp blade, pounces on the will on this drop of blood, and strangles them.
Resist, suppress.
Suppression, resistance.
As expected of the demon master of Demon Court, even if it is only slightly contaminated, it is not easy to remove.
Zhan Changfeng used another bright heart fire to burn this drop of blood.
The clear heart fire is the heavenly fire that burns away all filth. From a certain perspective, these wills are the filth in the blood, and it is best to use it to burn them.
The sword of fire and will came down together, and all the will in the blood finally dissipated.
Zhan Changfeng put the drop of blood into the jade pendant and continued to refine it with Mingxinjihuo. He also took out the gray bead. It no longer generated heat and was as quiet as dead.
But she already knew that there was a real soul inside.
Now the demon clan has an ambiguous attitude. She cannot keep things like this that will bring disaster to her. Grandmaster Kunpeng, I know you can hear me. Do you want your blood?
Return your blood to me. I can give you whatever you want! Patriarch Kunpeng is anxious. He has been trapped in this bead for ninety thousand years and is so weak that he is about to lose his soul!
Fusion of original blood and rebirth is his only hope!
Zhan Changfeng's eyes were cold, and in a blink of an eye, the beads in his hand were frightened away by the endless corridor. What I want is for the demon clan to be at peace and not to mess with me.