Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 850 The Palace
第370七章宫殿

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"Wish? It's not so much a wish, but a regret."

When everyone was contemplating, Ling Ruoxue said suddenly, "My wish is to revitalize the Zhenwu Hall with Yang Hua, not to practice the last move of the 'Ling Hua Sword Art'."

The eyes of the other three people brightened. Except for the little tit touching the ice screen to show her longing for the future, the rest of them regretted something in the past.

"When we came into contact with the ice curtain, it absorbed our memories, Ruoxue and I have pictures of what our eyes see." Yang Hua said lightly, "Actually, it's not hard to find when we come to the third floor. Both it and the second floor are composed of endless passages, and the second floor features ubiquitous rivers, so the ubiquitous third floor is the mirror!"

"The bronze mirror reflects our appearance, and it can also let us see what happened to our predecessors a long time ago. It must be telling us something..." Yang Hua's voice gradually faded, as if he had fallen into a deeper depression. meditation.

Er Er, he gave a wry smile and said, "It would be great if Junior Brother Li was here..."

At this moment, on the other side, Yi Xifeng frowned, stroked his chin with one hand, and kept pacing on the ice platform.

He did not think about the meaning of the mirror like Yang Hua, but stopped his eyes on the bone skeleton.

The reason is very simple, the image of the person reflected by the bronze mirror is thousands of different, and there is only one way to crack the mechanism, so the central mirror cannot be the key to cracking, but the bait to deceive visitors.

There is no piece of carrion in the whole body of the white bone skeleton. Its upper body is leaning against the cold wall, and its empty eyes are looking forward. Yi Xifeng follows the direction of his eyes, which is the curved wall on the other side.

He was leaning against the ice wall like a skeleton, his head was on the same plane as the skull, and he looked at the curved wall on one side, but found nothing.

"What exactly does this represent?" Yi Xifeng was slightly taken aback, and inadvertently glanced at the ice curtain on the ice platform.

The originally opaque ice curtain became extremely transparent at this moment, faintly visible.

"Ah?!" Yi Xifeng almost dropped his jaw in shock. He quickly adjusted his position, observed the ice curtain from various low angles, and finally leaned on the symmetrical position of the bone skeleton, and saw that there was a handle under the ice curtain. icicles.

He ran up the ice platform in two or three steps, and came under the ice curtain. The ice curtain in his sight was a crystal clear entity, and it could even reflect Yi Xifeng's expression that he was sure of victory at this time.

He cautiously stretched out his palm and touched the bottom of the ice curtain.

Like entering a secret room from a maze, with almost no resistance, Yi Xifeng's hand passed through the ice curtain.

"This can also be used to deceive the eyes! Is the owner of the secret realm a child who likes to play tricks..." Yi Xifeng touched the icicle with a dark face, and gently twisted to one side.

Just hearing a "click—" a gap was opened in the arc-shaped ice wall directly opposite, and the wind and snow outside suddenly floated in, like flower petals celebrating victory.

Yi Xifeng strode out of the secret room and followed the dark blue ice wall to the deeper part of the maze.

There are towering ice walls in all directions, Yi Xifeng can even see through the ice walls one by one secret room is located between the outer maze and the inner maze, it seems that to enter the inner maze, it is necessary to pass through the secret room.

There are no frozen bronze mirrors on the dark blue ice wall, and there are not many forked roads. Yi Xifeng walked forward along the only path.

"If you don't find the hidden door in the secret room, you won't be able to find the exit no matter how long you walk around outside..." Yi Xifeng looked outside, "After entering the secret room, you still need to overcome the troubles caused by blindfolds. Warriors who can reach this place It's really not easy."

"Fortunately, I read a lot of books in the previous world, and my skills are superior!"

He smiled smugly, and his walking pace was much easier.

The corridor formed by the dark blue ice wall was arc-shaped, and Yi Xifeng twisted left and right, and finally came to a vast place, only to see a huge palace at the end of the corridor.

"A palace again?!" Yi Xifeng was taken aback, as far as the current situation is concerned, the only connection between the first and third floors is the palace.

This time the palace was frozen with ice, its exterior refracted crystal clear light, and there was a thick layer of snow floating on the top of the palace.

Yi Xifeng stepped forward and found two shallow footprints on the ground in front of him.

His heart trembled slightly. Generally, such a heavy snow can cover footprints in less than an hour. At this moment, it should be...

"Yang Hua is with Ling Ruoxue, and why not be with Little Tits, alone, the only person who can only be Jin Zaomu I saw in the mirror before..."

Thinking of the man with a sinister smile, Yi Xifeng couldn't help frowning. From the contact with him on the second floor, it can be seen that his goal is himself.

strength?He has only arrived at the place where the chivalrous man enters the hall, while the opposite chivalrous man enters the room.

status?He was a disciple of the Zhenwu Dao Palace who was thrown into the capital of the God Realm by Han Sanli, and the opposite was a powerful disciple of the Divine Cult.

"What on earth do I have that deserves his attention?"

While thinking, Yi Xifeng cautiously approached the frozen palace. When he stood under the palace and looked up, he couldn't help blurting out: "The main hall of Biyou Palace?!"

Looking at the five big characters engraved on the plaque on the top of the palace, he was dumbfounded for a moment.

Generally, the secret places left by the great powers after passing away from the holy land are mostly the experience of their own cultivation and the treasures of their lives. However, there are some great masters who never forget the sect. The Nest is reproduced in the secret realm.

But to directly move the main hall of your own sect to the secret realm, except for the past lords, no one would have the guts to do so, right?

"Are these two world towers the tombs of the former leader of the God Sect..." Yi Xifeng twitched his lips and said, "It's shabby! It's really shabby! There are nine floors in total, and the first two floors have nothing! Only some Unintelligible murals, and a lunatic who can't tell the difference between heaven and earth!"

While complaining inwardly, Yi Xifeng still did not forget the appearance of the hall on the first floor that was destroyed by Sun Jiuer. The hall at that time was more like the prototype of the Biyou Palace hall. It was really hard to see without thinking about it at the time.

"So, the palace on the second floor that was destroyed by the disciples of the God Sect is also Biyou Palace, which are the main halls of Biyou Palace in different periods?"

Stretch out your feet and slowly step into the frozen hall in front of you.

It's strange to say that it's cold and windy and snowy outside, but inside the main hall of Biyou Palace, it's as if separated by a barrier, quiet and peaceful.

In front of the throne made of countless solid ice, a round mirror the size of a palm is suspended in the air.

It rotates regularly, with the white mist on the front and the dark starry sky on the back.

After entering the main hall, Yi Xifeng locked his eyes on the round mirror, and after making sure that there was no ambush around, he slowly approached the treasure, ready to take a closer look.

At this time, a lazy voice came from the throne.

"Who is coming?"

That voice was like just waking up, Yi Xifeng watched an old man with white eyebrows and white hair slowly appear on the empty throne.

His eyes were half open, his body was motionless, as if he was asleep, but appearing out of nowhere in this empty hall, it seemed that he was not an idle person.

(End of this chapter)