magic door player

Yin Yang sect.

In the quiet room of Cangyun Palace, mysterious fragrance lingers.

Pang Yue sat cross-legged on the jade mat, his aura fluctuating.

Suddenly, a ray of sword light flew from outside, landed in front of him, and dissipated.

Two storage bags landed in front of Pang Yue.

It is a treasure left by Zhao Wuji and Zhang Chiyang!
Pang Yue broke the restriction on the storage bag with his magic power and checked it.

"This Chiyang has been in the Yanzhou Continent for many years, and his net worth is so rich..."

He rummaged through many things in Zhang Chiyang's storage bag, secretly surprised.

The spirit stone is like a mountain, almost no different from the Yin Yang sect!

One must know that the Yin-Yang clan has a great business and consumes a lot. Although there are a lot of top-quality spirit stones in the treasury, the consumption is also a huge number.

However, Zhang Chiyang's consumption was obviously not as fast as his income. Pang Yue was deeply shocked by the amount of top-quality spirit stones in his storage bag.

Just like those big companies in the previous life, although they are huge in size, they are not rich in cash flow. On the contrary, some rich people have amazing cash flow in their hands.

One reason.

In addition to spirit stones, Zhang Chiyang also had many talismans, magic weapons, panacea, puppets, mysterious techniques and so on. These were not of high rank, and Pang Yue really looked down upon them.

"Leave the useful things to the concubines, and sell the rest at Baiyu Xianfang."

Pang Yue put down Zhang Chiyang's storage bag with a happy expression on his face. Although he did not lack spiritual stones, for monks, the more the better.

immediately.

He opened Zao Wou-ki's storage bag again.

"This is……"

Pang Yue was startled for a moment.

His tyrannical consciousness fell into the storage bag. Inside was a huge space with a length, width and height of thousands of feet. It was empty and very shabby!
In the space of the storage bag, there is only a piece of ice blue crystal nine feet high, emitting a clear light.

In addition, there are only a few sporadic talismans, pills, and spirit stones left, but they are not as rich as a Golden Core monk.

Pang Yue's heart moved, and he took out the ice blue crystal.

As soon as this object came out, the temperature in the quiet room dropped suddenly, and a layer of frost filled the air.

Among the crystals, there is a stunningly beautiful naked woman with white and delicate skin, uneven figure, extremely graceful curves, almost no flaws can be picked out with Pang Yue's vision!

She was sleeping in the crystal without any fluctuations in energy, only people with advanced cultivation could faintly sense a faint heartbeat.

"Primeval Mysterious Embryo!"

Pang Yue frowned slightly, suddenly wondering why Zao Wou-ki was so "poor".

This primordial mystery was what he saw in an ancient book of the Yin Yang Sect, and it was a way of cultivating and crossing the calamity in the ancient times.

Tribulation cultivators have nine stages of calamity, and one stage is more powerful than the last stage. Many calamity cultivators often do not fall in the battle with others, but die in the great calamity of heaven and earth!

Those who can really survive the calamity above the seventh level are as rare as a feather.

In the ancient times, there was a catastrophe cultivator who was able to create a secret method, seal himself, turn into a mysterious fetus, and avoid catastrophe.

If one can meet a destined person in the long river of time and be reborn from a mysterious womb, one may be able to survive several catastrophes.

This method involves mysteries such as heaven and earth calamity, cause and effect, etc. It was widely circulated for a period of time, but it was gradually lost.

The self-sealed Xuantai of the Tribulation Cultivation Power is so strong, it is not the same as the Tribulation Realm cultivator, and it is not qualified to wake it up for rebirth.

Not to mention bearing its cause and effect and helping it survive the catastrophe!

Pang Yue carefully looked at the ancient Xuantai in front of him, his Dao heart moved stupidly, and his soul gave birth to an inexplicable idea of ​​worship, which turned into boundless love, and even wanted to give everything he had for the woman in the Xuantai.

"Tsk! It's amazing!"

Pang Yue sighed with emotion, and the sword intent burst out from his body, and the Nine Heavens Miro Pagoda flew out from between his eyebrows, suppressing the void, making a rumbling sound, purifying his soul.

At that moment just now, Pang Yue received a strange insight, as long as he continuously provided spiritual stones to this mysterious fetus, the beautiful woman in it would recover and successfully escape the catastrophe!
At that time, with such a heavy cause and effect, what kind of chance is the favor and favor of a powerful immortal? !

But he quickly suppressed the urge.

'Regular people don't wear clothes...'

Pang Yue sneered, this ancient Xuantai looked like an evil cultivator or a demonic cultivator at first glance, and I'm afraid there will be no good end to bear this heavy karma!

Then Zhao Wuji's poverty must be related to this.

His reputation of being greedy for money and lust may be due to the fact that after he got this ancient profound embryo, he was gradually contaminated with Taoism.

Of course, among the disciples of Xianting, there are many people like him who act recklessly in remote and barren places.

If he hadn't met Pang Yue, he would never have fallen into such a big fall.

'This thing should be sold! '

A thought flashed in Pang Yue's mind, and he made a decisive decision.

This immemorial profound fetus dare not keep it!
Although he has the Nine Heavens Miluo Pagoda to protect the island, and the Human Emperor's Nine Swords to cut off evil thoughts, but these things are ultimately harmful to him.

The moment he had this thought, there seemed to be a charming and sweet chuckle in his ear.

It's like a hallucination!

But it made his heart turbulent, and endless melancholy and reluctance flooded his heart, as if he had made a decision that would be regretted for life, with a touch of sadness and heartache.

Once this feeling appears, it seems to be unforgettable.

"Humph!"

Pang Yue snorted coldly, and the Nine Heavens Miluo Pagoda above his head was shining with golden light, and the stars in the sky circulated around the tower, making a magnificent and mighty Taoist sound, which made Pang Yue's mind and soul pure and clear, and calmed down.

"After all, you are just a mysterious fetus. If the real Jiexian was face to face, how could you use this kind of trick to deal with Pang?"

Pang Yue said in a deep voice.

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and a door at the bottom of the Nine Heavens Miro Pagoda opened, immediately taking the Primordial Xuantai in.

"If she dares to come out now, maybe Heavenly Tribulation will chop her into ashes."

Pang Yue's eyes flickered, and he felt that it would be better to deal with this matter earlier.

He waved his sleeves to close the Nine Heavens Miluo Pagoda, his heart was still not very peaceful, so he practiced the profound kung fu, practiced in meditation, wandering away from things.

But something weird happened.

After he closed his eyes, in the darkness in front of his eyes, the stunningly beautiful woman in the mysterious womb would appear. Her snow-white skin and graceful and charming figure exuded the temptation to make the blood pumping.

What's more, that beautiful woman opened her almond eyes, and looked at Pang Yue with a pretty smile!
Naturally, Pang Yue would not be deceived by ordinary beauty desires, but the smile of the woman in front of him seemed to have a magical power, which made him restless and difficult to truly settle down.

When he opened his eyes, the figure of the woman disappeared.

But if you close your eyes again, the woman will appear again!
Pang Yue frowned, even tried several secret methods, but it was useless.

"Zhao Wou-ki mistaken me!"

With a long sigh, he flickered and disappeared into the quiet room.

……

A vast sea of ​​light.

Boundless, surging endlessly.

This sea of ​​light is constantly changing colors, it is cold white for a while, turns purple black for a while, and dark red for a while.

Very weird!

In the sea of ​​light, there is an ancient bronze ship that is breaking through the waves.

Pang Yue's figure appeared at the bow, and the ancient bronze boat immediately turned around and headed towards the island where Baiyu Xianfang was located.

This sea of ​​light is unpredictable, and the ancient ship of ten thousand realms used a mysterious method to find the tree of heaven in the sea of ​​light by itself.

The magic vine clone sits here, records the course, and anchors the position of Baiyu Xianfang, but it is still unable to judge the distance and distance of the voyage.

It seems that in this sea of ​​light, space has become a chaotic rule, and it is meaningless to think about the concept of distance.

In less than half a day, the ancient ship from Wanjie arrived at Baiyu Xianfang.

Pang Yue handed over a top-quality spirit stone to the golden-armored puppet at the gate of Fangshi, and entered Fangshi smoothly.

The bustling Xianfang is still there. Among the monks who come and go, there are many late Yuanshen, and Tianluo can often meet them.

This time, Pang Yue did not go to the southeast market to set up a stall, but came to the main street of Fangshi, found a large-scale shop, and walked in.

The store has nine floors up and down, with a large entrance and gorgeous interior furnishings. The large counters are one after another, with prohibitions placed on them, and various treasures are placed.

At this time, there are quite a lot of customers inside, and the business is very good.

"Welcome to Jingyuanzhai, what do you want?" A young and beautiful woman stepped forward and asked softly.

This woman is soft and weak, with a slender figure, wearing a gorgeous palace dress, with a good temperament, her cultivation is in the seventh heaven of Jindan, she did not expect that she is just a maid here.

Pang Yue said indifferently: "I want to sell a treasure, so let the shopkeeper of Guizhai come to see me!"

The maid in the palace skirt smiled and asked politely: "I wonder what the guest wants to sell?"

Pang Yue glanced at him, and said via voice transmission: "The ancient Xuantai."

The expression of the servant girl in the palace skirt changed, obviously she also knew the secret of the ancient Xuantai.

Pang Yue nodded secretly in his heart, as expected of a monk in the big shop of Baiyu Xianfang, his background is indeed extraordinary.

The maid in the palace skirt bowed her knees and said, "Please wait here for a while, I will ask the shopkeeper for instructions."

"Go." Pang Yue nodded.

The maid in the palace skirt hurried upstairs.

Pang Yue leisurely came to a counter to look at the talismans placed on it.

In this Jingyuanzhai, the worst talisman sold is the fourth rank, that is, the talisman refined by the talisman master in the early stage of Yuanshen.

A large number of fifth- and sixth-order talismans, and even a few seventh-order Tianluo-level talismans are displayed!

Pang Yue watched it with gusto and was greatly inspired.

Not long after, the maid in palace skirt came back and said with a soft smile, "Your guest, please come with me."

Accompanied by the maid, Pang Yue came to an elegant room on the ninth floor of Jingyuanzhai.

Inside, a man and a woman were drinking tea, and when they saw Pang Yue coming in, they all cast curious glances at him.

One of them wears a crown of kings and grandchildren, with a broad forehead and a wide chin, a thick mustache, and radiant eyes. He is wearing a golden robe and a rhinoceros belt, and a cloak of brocade boots. It is Tianluo Xiuwei.

On his left is a beautiful woman, who seems to be seventeen or eighteen years old, with clear eyes, lightly sweeping eyebrows, skin like creamy white jade, wearing a light blue phoenix-patterned skirt, covered with a smoked veil, with a calm expression, like a Orchid in empty valley.

This woman is the same as Pang Yue, both of which are of the seventh level of primordial spirit.

After the two invited Pang Yue to sit down, the vigorous man asked with a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Is there a primordial Xuan fetus in your hand?"

Pang Yue cupped his hands and said politely: "I have seen the shopkeeper, and there is indeed a primordial mysterious fetus in my hand."

The vigorous man chuckled, pointed at the girl with bright eyes and bright teeth, and said: "This is the shopkeeper of Jingyuan Zhai, Zhou is the guest here."

Pang Yue smiled slightly and said, "Don't blame me for being rude."

The beautiful eyes of the girl in the blue dress flowed, and she said: "Fellow Daoist, why not take out the Primordial Profound Embryo, I'll give you a price after I've seen it."

Pang Yue nodded, and secretly activated the Nine Heavens Miro Pagoda, only to see layers of starlight glowing in the void of the elegant room, and a huge ice-blue crystal emerged.

Among the crystals, there is a stunningly beautiful woman covered in naked fruits!

The girl in the blue skirt frowned slightly, her eyes drifted to Pang Yue, showing a hint of surprise.

And the monk surnamed Zhou looked at the ancient Xuantai with great interest, amazed.

"This thing is a hot potato!"

The monk surnamed Zhou took a few glances, then looked away, and said with a smile.

Pang Yue said calmly: "Although it is a hot potato, it is still a genuine ancient Xuantai. If Guizhai does not accept it, I will ask another one."

The girl in the blue skirt looked at Pang Yue, and asked lightly: "Fellow Daoist, why don't you make an offer. If the price is right, I will take it from Jingyuanzhai."

"Change to a ninth-level magic weapon." Pang Yue opened his mouth wide.

The monk surnamed Zhou laughed, shook his head and remained silent.

The girl in the blue skirt heard the words and said softly: "This ancient Xuantai is from the magic cultivator. If it is a monk of the ancient Xuanmen orthodox way, it is worth a ninth-level magic weapon, but the magic cultivator... I can only produce an eighth-level magic weapon here. High-level magic weapon, if fellow daoists disagree, you can go to other halls to ask."

Pang Yue saw that the woman was so frank, so he said readily: "The eighth-level magic weapon is also possible, but there are two conditions."

"Fellow daoist, please tell me." The girl in the blue skirt said.

Pang Yue said: "First, this eighth-level magic weapon must be a flying escape magic weapon. Second, Guizhai must provide a secret method to eliminate the hidden dangers of this ancient mysterious fetus."

The girl in the blue skirt thought for a moment, and said: "The first condition is no problem. I have an eighth-order flying escape magic weapon of the fairy city, the nine-day flying tower, in my studio. As for the second condition, fellow Taoists have not practiced the method of soul defense. , and even contaminated with magic consciousness, but it is not easy to deal with... I wonder if Uncle Zhou has a wonderful way?"

That cultivator surnamed Zhou's eyes fell on Pang Yue, took a deep look at him, and suddenly smiled and said: "It's not difficult, I see that this distinguished guest has also practiced the secret method of double cultivation in my fairy court, if you can find someone The primordial spirit cauldron, just memorize this formula, and within a few years, you can refine your magic consciousness."

After all, he said a mysterious formula to Pang Yue by means of sound transmission into his ears.

Pang Yue straightened his expression, cupped his hands in thanks and said, "Thank you Senior Zhou!"

The monk surnamed Zhou waved his hand and said boldly: "They are all fellow-men, so you don't need to be polite, haha!"

Pang Yue suddenly realized that this person also practiced the secret method of double cultivation.

Afterwards, he completed the deal with the girl in the blue skirt.

The Nine Heavens Flying Que is a palace-like magic weapon. After it is sacrificed, it is three hundred feet long and wide. It looks like a pavilion of eight scenes. Among them, there is a five-story watch valve on each of the octagonal corners, black bricks and gold tiles, jade steps and copper pillars. Roll around the pile.

There are pavilions, terraces and pavilions in the palace, flower ponds and water pavilions, which are luxurious and beautiful.

Pang Yue was quite satisfied with this treasure's fast escape and comfort.

PS: The clerical error in the previous chapter about the Nine-Layer Calamity of Tribulation Immortals has been corrected.