I have a fairy palace in my body

Chapter 182 Conspiracy
But at this moment, a figure quietly appeared under the high platform.

It was Zhao Heng who disappeared before.

Everyone saw this situation.

"Zhao Heng, what tricks are you playing!"

"What's going on here!" Xin Huzi was the first to shout.

"Zhao Heng, what is your intention to deceive me into coming here?"

"This is not the cave of Jindan Guxiu at all, is it?"

Mrs. Huo shouted.

In fact, everyone has already noticed that the ruins of the cave are so magnificent, and the puppets in the hall are at the Golden Core stage, how could Gu Xiu himself be at the Golden Core stage.

It's just that everyone's minds are all on ancient treasures and condensed gold pills, and they have already been dazed by the temptation.

It was as if Zhao Heng didn't hear the scolding of several people.

Instead, he straightened his clothes solemnly and knelt down facing the high platform slowly.

Fang Han and others were confused by his action.

"The younger generation enters the descendant at the end, Zhao Heng kowtows."

"The will of the ancestors has been passed down from generation to generation, and no one dares to forget it."

"Today I finally found the place where my ancestors transformed into immortals. Using my blood essence as a guide, I also invite the souls of my ancestors to return!"

Zhao Heng muttered something.

The four people outside the mask were shocked by his words.

"This Zhao Heng is actually a descendant of the master of this cave!"

"Then all of this is easy to explain."

Fang Han nodded secretly, why did Zhao Heng seem to know something about this place, and he was more knowledgeable.

I just don't know, what did he ask them to do, just to help him open the entrance to the cave on the bottom of the sea?

A bad premonition came to his mind.

The same goes for the other three.

But at this time, inside the light mask, Zhao Heng under the high stage made another move. He sacrificed the previous ancestral jade pendant again, and under the constant tricks, three drops of blood essence flew out of his body and merged into the jade pendant.

Zhao Heng's breath suddenly became more and more fatigued.

But he still gritted his teeth, kept making formulas with both hands, and recited formulas silently.

Drops of blood were drawn out of his body, and Zhao Heng's mouth and nose were bleeding.

When everyone saw this scene, they were completely dumbfounded.

"Hey!" At this moment, Zhao Heng roared again, and then hit the jade pendant with both hands.

Click click!

The jade pendant shattered!A stream of white gas escaped from it.

What followed was that the three jade boxes on the high platform were opened at the same time, and three streams of white mist overflowed from the inside.

The four streams of white gas merged and started to spin in the high platform.

A faint point of light begins to form.

"not good!"

"I was fooled, there are no ancient treasures in these three jade boxes!"

"There is no condensed gold elixir!"

At this time, Daoist Qi Chong and others didn't know that they were completely fooled by Zhao Heng. Although they didn't know what he was going to use them for next, it was definitely not a good thing!
"Let's go!" Taoist Qi Chong, Xin Huzi and Mrs. Huo all shouted, and turned around and rushed towards the entrance of the main hall.

Zhao Heng, who was bleeding from his mouth and nose, saw this scene, but a trace of ridicule appeared again.

Sure enough, the main hall door that was opened before coming here has been tightly closed at this moment.

"Boom boom boom!" The three of them took out their spiritual weapons and smashed them wildly at the heavy door.

The combined force of the three major foundation establishment stages is terrifying and violent.

But even the slightest bit of the door has not been shaken.

"This gate is made of the ten-thousand-year-old black iron under the sea, and it cannot be opened from the inside!" Daoist Qi Chong shouted.

Everyone's hearts sank.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Heng, who was bleeding from his mouth and nose, laughed out loud. His expression was horrifying, and his cultivation was actually dropping at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, the faint spot of light on the high platform continued to solidify.

"This should be a trace of the soul left by his ancestor. He tricked us here to offer us as sacrifices to his ancestors!" Mrs. Huo seemed to understand something and screamed. She had practiced evil skills before. , know some magic methods.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Huo is really smart, he guessed it right away."

"Dedicate your souls to my ancestors!"

Zhao Heng couldn't stop laughing wildly, so what if his cultivation base fell, as long as the ancestor could return, it would be very simple for him to rebuild the foundation, and even the golden core!
"However, Fellow Daoist Huo, your guess is not entirely correct. At least this fellow Daoist Fang, we still have other uses."

Zhao Heng looked at Fang Han with gloomy eyes, and that meaningful and weird smile made one's hair stand on end.

"Boom towards that high platform!"

"Keep your distance and don't touch that restriction!"

Fang Han, who had always been calm, suddenly spoke.

With this opening, Zhao Heng, who was laughing wildly, changed slightly.

Fang Han had already sacrificed two flying swords first, and slashed towards the high platform protected by the mask.

The others also woke up like a dream, and they tried their best to sacrifice all kinds of spiritual weapons and smashed them on the high platform.

bang bang bang...

Click!

boom!
The four foundation-building cultivators tried their best to smash out the spiritual weapons and magic spells on the mask.

I saw the thin and transparent mask flickering and vibrating continuously, but there was no sign of breaking through.

This final restriction, even after tens of thousands of years, has reached the final crumbling level, it cannot be broken by the joint efforts of these foundation building periods, at least not in a short period of time.

Seeing this, Zhao Heng burst out laughing again triumphantly. He had plotted in every possible way, and after many schemes, he was about to succeed.

"How to do!"

Seeing that the faint light spot is about to condense.

Everyone was in a hurry.

"Boom!"

Boom boom boom!
Taoist Qi Chong took the lead in blasting the magic weapon and spiritual weapon on his body towards the mask and detonated it.

The rest of the people followed suit one after another. There was no place for them to hesitate in this matter of life and death.

In just a short moment, more than ten magical weapons and spiritual weapons have been detonated!Including Fang Han who exploded his two super-grade flying swords!
Finally, with a click, a small crack appeared in the mask.

Just when everyone was overjoyed and was about to break through the mask with all their strength, the faint spot of light finally solidified, and then disappeared in a flash.

"What's going on here?" Everyone was stunned.

After a muffled click.

Suddenly, a pair of gleaming green fires ignited in the empty eyes of the skeleton puppet in the corner.

"Are you a descendant of this seat?"

The skeleton puppet looked at Zhao Heng with empty green eyes.

Although the latter was still bleeding from his mouth and nose at this time, his face showed crazy admiration and respect.

He stepped forward and knelt down and said, "Report to the ancestors, Zhao Heng, the descendant, has prepared supplements for your return."

He pointed to the ashes-like Taoist Qi Chong and others outside the mask.

The skeleton puppet glanced at Daoist Qi Chong, Mrs. Huo and Xin Huzi took a look, and snorted coldly, "The aptitude is too poor, and the power of the soul is barely enough, and it can barely be used as a tonic."

In fact, the three of Taoist Qi Chong all have dual spiritual roots, and they are considered people with good aptitude in today's world of cultivating immortals, but they are poor in the eyes of skeleton puppets. Good will be rated as worse.

"There is also a physical body with full spiritual roots prepared according to what you told me." Zhao Heng hurriedly pointed to Fang Han again.

After the hollow eyes of the skeleton puppet fell on Fang Han, he let out a small sigh, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, this physical body is not bad, with excellent aptitude, young enough, and full of energy and blood."

"It seems that he is still a person with great luck."

"You did a good job."

The skeleton puppet praised.

In fact, Fang Han's aptitude of Quanlinggen is very common in today's world of cultivating immortals. It can be said that it is relatively rubbish aptitude, but in ancient times, it was a very good aptitude. Many powerful people in ancient times were Quanlinggen.

(End of this chapter)