Chapter 282 Entering the Underground Immortal Palace
Li Weiyi looked at the cocoon of time that had become extremely faint, and immediately retracted the Taoist Tai Chi fish floating above his head, left the blood mud space, and returned to the room.
Looking through the gaps in the doors and windows, it was already dawn.
Tuoba Bhutuo's voice rang out from outside: "Brother Weiyi, it's already Chenshi, we must set out on time at 3:30 of Chenshi."
Li Weiyi put away the battle flag and responded to him.
As Tuoba Butuo walked away, Li Weiyi fell into deep thought: "It's only 7 o'clock now? How is that possible?"
When we arrived at Qifeng Ancient County City last night, it was already dark and very late.
It was at least midnight when we returned from Tang Wanzhou's tent.
"It took me only four hours at most to enter the blood mud space."
"In the Disaster Fire Realm, it takes me at least three days to refine a Star Day Pill. Even if I reach the Spiritual Master realm, the refining speed is two or three times faster than before, and it still takes at least one day. But now, I have clearly completely refined the Star Day Pill I took... What's the problem?"
"The Cocoon of Time?"
Li Weiyi looked inward into the spiritual world.
Not only did the telekinetic star fully recover, but it also became larger and brighter.
Li Weiyi sighed, temporarily suppressed all doubts, put the seven little ones into the insect bag, put on the official robe of the governor inside, the blood hand print magic armor as an inner garment, and the second-grade hundred-character weapon battle suit pulled from Zuo Shi's body outside.
Wrap the Huanglong sword in black cloth and carry it on your back.
After getting everything ready, I walked out of the room, following the smell of meat, and went to have breakfast first.
After dinner, Li Weiyi and Tuoba Butuo met and went to the open space outside the tent to choose mounts.
The Tuoba clan of Danzhou has unique skills in taming and raising animals.
Tuoba Butuo selected a two-meter-long fire fox for Li Weiyi and explained, "The fire fox is not as big as other exotic beasts, but it is the most practical in the underground space. Not only is it fast, but its reaction, jumping, and sensitivity to danger are all better than those big guys."
"Of course, even so, it's just a means of transportation. If we really encounter danger, we have to rely on ourselves."
On the open space of the tent.
The martial artists gradually gathered together and no one dared to be late.
They are all taciturn, and half of them are over 60 years old, but they look only in their 40s or 50s.
Tang Wanzhou walked out of the tent, wearing a dark black men's suit and metal arm and leg guards. He had a tall and straight figure, an extraordinary demeanor, and spatial energy flowing around him.
After giving a few words of lecture, she turned over and rode on a three-meter-long three-tailed snow fox, leading thirty-seven riders and heading towards the entrance of the underground fairy palace.
The sound of hooves was loud, stirring up clouds of dust, alarming the troops from all sides in the ancient city of Qifeng.
The whole world is watching Xue Jian Tang Ting's every move.
"That young lord of the North is going to explore the eighth path again. I wonder what she found there that made her so persistent."
"It is said that in order to enter the depths of the eighth road, Xuejian Tangting has lost many masters."
"In the past, they entered on a small scale, with no more than ten people. This time, the scale is huge and there are many experts. They must be very confident or have great ambitions."
"How about... follow them? Who knows, maybe we can find something good?"
Everyone was eager to make a move and had great confidence in the young king Tang Wanzhou.
Greed overcame reason, and they all followed.
Two old men who looked exactly the same, short and thin, with sickles on their waists, appeared at the gate of the county town, looked at each other, and a strange smile appeared in their eyes.
The next moment, they disappeared along with the bloody sand.
…
The barren wilderness was filled with dense piles of graves and tombstones.
Over the past six months, the ground has been trampled by countless martial artists and strange beasts, leaving no grass growing, like a desert.
A crack in the ground that was more than a hundred miles long appeared in front of Li Weiyi. It was dozens of feet deep and had steep cliffs. It was unimaginable. This was the destructive power caused by the transcendent war.
Feel it carefully.
I can sense the fluctuations of supernatural power that have not yet dissipated.
“Boom!”
Tang Wanzhou was the first to stop at the edge of the cliff, staring at the endless crack in the ground in front of him, with a gleam of longing in his eyes, and said proudly: "Qilin Zang used the supreme magic weapon to tear the earth apart, and his combat power was the best in Lingxiao. At that time, I can also do it and surpass him."
"Go, get down!"
The thirty-eight riders arrived at the bottom of the fissure and ran for dozens of miles, where many huge rocks appeared in the mud.
Some of the huge stones are in the shape of steles with ancient texts engraved on them.
Some are stone pillars, stone gates, stone horses, stone tigers... The largest one is more than ten feet high and majestic. Li Weiyi, who came to the underground fairy palace for the first time, was greatly shocked.
This place is nearly a hundred meters from the ground.
The buildings became increasingly dense and regular, with stone steps and huge bronze beams.
Bronze beams are embedded in the soil and rocks, rusted, extremely old, and can be found everywhere.
Next to him, Tuoba Butuo told Li Weiyi: "When this place was first discovered, there were a large number of jade pillars, blue glazed tiles, black silver Buddha statues, black iron Buddha niches... Everything valuable has been moved away!"
Along the way, they encountered martial artists from various forces, who retreated when they saw Xue Jian Tang Ting's team.
As we officially entered the underground, the light suddenly dimmed.
A fist-sized stone lamp is hung on the neck of each mount, illuminating the passage.
Li Weiyi, Tuoba Butuo, and four other spiritual masters followed closely behind Tang Wanzhou and walked in the front.
The outer area of the underground fairy palace had been cleared long ago, and everyone was relaxed, with no tense atmosphere.
Li Weiyi was still thinking about the strange things he experienced last night: "Even if the cocoon of time is really mysterious, it still requires a strong mind to weave. Otherwise, it will only last for a day or two. What's the use?"
"I have added 16,000 Fa Qi. Even if I go to Tanggu Sea and use the Fusang Divine Tree to refine it, it will take three months to complete the cultivation of the sixth sea and then start the cultivation of the seventh sea."
"If I activate the light blue fish eye in Tanggu Sea, will the two be superimposed together and it be faster?"
"We still have to improve our telekinesis as soon as possible, otherwise the telekinesis stars will almost collapse after one activation."
"If I become a two-star spiritualist, I might be able to maintain the time cocoon for a little longer."
Thinking of this, Li Weiyi took out a Starry Day Pill and swallowed it as if no one was around.
Even though it was covered by the magic weapon armor, large areas of bright light still surged out from the skin.
"Little friend Li, are you taking the Xingri Pill?"
An old voice sounded beside him.
Li Weiyi looked over.
It was the first mind master of the Shanli tribe, old man Shanze. His mount was a blue-eyed golden tiger brought from Lizhou, which he had raised for sixty years. Its combat power was comparable to that of a Dao seed realm monster, and its aura was extremely powerful.
The only Jiuli tribe members that Li Wei knew, such as Yinjun, Li Songlin, Cangli, Yinjiu, Yao Xingyue... were almost all open and honest, and naturally had a good impression of Shanze.
There is nothing to hide.
The other party must have achieved great accomplishments in telekinesis. To dare to ask this, he must be certain.
Li Weiyi asked, "Senior Shanze also knows about Xing Zhou Dan?"
The old man Shanze smiled on his chubby face. "This is a good thing, a top-grade magic pill, but the recipe is in the hands of the imperial court. It can only be bought at a high price in the Nether Market and the hands of the transcendent families in the imperial court. It is said that the price of a Xingri Pill is as high as 110,000 or 120,000 Yongquan coins."
"What? How much?"
Li Weiyi exclaimed, realizing his mistake, and quickly lowered his voice: "Is it so expensive?"
Shan Ze said: "This is a top-grade magic pill! With your one-star spiritual master's mental power attainment, you only need to take three pills to expand your mental power to the limit and obtain the conditions to impact the two-star spiritual master. Other one-star spiritual masters will need at least two or three years of practice to complete this process."
Li Weiyi felt pain in his chest and slapped his thigh hard.
In order to complete the Nine Refinements of Disaster Fire, he took nine Star Day Pills in a row, which was equivalent to eating a million Yongquan coins.
No wonder the spiritual master said at the time that it was a serious waste to use top-grade magic pills to practice disaster fire.
What made him even more speechless was that he had swallowed a Starry Day Pill last night to restore his mental power, wasting more than 100,000 Yongquan coins in vain.
Not counting the Starry Day Pill he had just swallowed, he only had nine pills left.
Next, each one must be used on the blade.
"Old Li must pay. Li Ling took away eight coins, worth nearly a million." Li Weiyi thought to himself.
When Shanze heard Li Weiyi become a spiritual master, everyone in the team immediately looked at him in surprise.
They all knew about the funny things that happened when this hidden god of the Jiuli Sect was abandoned. Who would have thought that he would pick himself up again and find a new way in telekinesis.
No wonder he took the risk to travel with these older generation people. It must be for the Lingtai Yanxing Stone fragments.
Shanze used telekinesis to transmit his voice and exclaimed, "Your Nine Li Hidden Sect has great power. You can get all kinds of cultivation resources. Little friend Li, does the Hidden Sect have any transcendence?"
Although Li Weiyi has a good impression of Shanze, he cannot say that he trusts him.
Any force is bound to have both good and bad elements.
The Zuoqiu clan governs the country with Confucianism, Taoism, etiquette and law, but there are still ungrateful and greedy people like Zuoqiu Cangwu and Zuoqiu Qingying. The Jiuli tribe has been seriously infiltrated, so they need to be more cautious.
Li Weiyi sighed, "I am just a junior, how can I know such a secret? Don't look at the hidden gods. In fact, I have seen a few old men of the hidden sect. And as far as I know, there are several hidden gods in the Jiuli Hidden Sect. Li Jiufu and Li Jiao at the Qianlong Lantern Festival are all hidden gods."
It is no secret that Yin Jiu and Yin Shiyi come from the Jiuli Yinmen.
Shanze nodded gently: "The two of them are indeed extraordinary. They can actually communicate with the God of Jiuli. They deserve the title of Hidden God. It's still that your Hidden Sect is powerful. Unlike the nine major tribes, they have only cultivated one Cangli in all these years."
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After walking for more than ten miles along the underground passage, the terrain gradually became wider.
A magnificent palace complex with bright lights appeared before my eyes. All the valuables had been moved out, but just looking at the copper walls weighing more than tens of millions of pounds, I could see its former glory.
The formation in the main hall has been broken, and we can march straight in.
As his mount entered the main hall, Li Weiyi immediately felt a strong spatial fluctuation. The energy of the entire world changed, and ancient Buddhist chants came into his ears.
There was a burning sensation in my chest.
Li Weiyi didn't dare to take it out.
It's easy to guess that it must be the Buddha's relics on the Tai Chi fish, which may have sensed something and is glowing and heating up.
Li Weiyi pretended to be calm and asked, "Have we officially entered the underground immortal palace? Have we entered the legendary ancient immortal's wind palace? The ancestral home of the ancient Bhagavad religion?"
Tuoba Butuo nodded and said, "This is the main entrance hall, where the statue of Bhagavan Buddha is enshrined. The entrances to more than a hundred passages are all distributed in the hall."
"Did you hear any sound?" Li Weiyi asked.
Tuoba Butuo was slightly startled, and listened carefully: "Killing and fighting? This is normal. Whether entering or leaving the underground immortal palace, one must pass through this main entrance hall. Some old guys who think they are powerful hide their identities and specialize in hunting down martial artists nearby to rob treasures."
"Don't worry, when they see Young Master, they will flee like frightened birds."
Li Weiyi was not referring to this, so he did not ask any more questions and followed Tang Wanzhou into the palace which was several hectares in size. The sense of grandeur that came over him had a great impact on his heart. He had never seen such a building before.
The hundred-meter-high statue of Buddha Bhagara stands in front like a mountain.
(End of this chapter)
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