The Heavenly Sword that Covers the Sky

Chapter 12
"Dao Palace Divine Treasure, Secret Realm God..."

It has been a month since I came to the holy city, and this month, Yaoguang just stayed in the cave to practice, stabilizing his sudden rise in cultivation.

At this moment, Yaoguang sat on the white jade platform, concentrating on his practice, digging out the mysteries of the secret realm of the Dao Palace.This white jade platform is made of a special material, which is a unique kind of chalcedony, which has the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind. It is a precious treasure.

The Dao Palace Secret Realm is one of the five great secret realms of the human body. It has five sacred treasures, which are connected to the five internal organs of the human body. Every time a divine treasure is cultivated, a god will be born, which contains infinite mysteries.

Yaoguang has just entered this realm, and has never explored the mystery of the human body. Even though he holds two imperial scriptures, he still has little understanding of them. Come true.

Observing the five great gods who were exploring the secret realm of the Dao Palace, Yaoguang's mind burst out with infinite thoughts. He wondered whether he could smelt the incarnations of these five gods and turn them into secret power to nourish his body.

In the original book, when Ye Fan cultivated into the Taoist palace, there was no incarnation of gods. That is the peculiarity of the ancient holy body. The secret power will eventually turn into foundation to nourish oneself.

"What I need is my own strength. What use are so-called gods to me? Only my own absolute strength can dominate my destiny!" Yaoguang muttered to himself, he didn't want the so-called gods to appear in his body, another self appeared, What he pursues is to attribute all the mighty power to himself, which is a kind of extreme power!

Yaoguang believes that the so-called gods are too flashy and have no practical use. They are useless to the weak and useless to the strong. cut it!Why use such fancy tricks?
"Perhaps, it can be like this..." While thinking about it, Yaoguang had a thought. Combining the two emperor scriptures, there might be hope to melt the gods into his body, become a part of his own foundation, and make himself stronger.

Although he had some ideas, Yaoguang didn't act rashly. The practice of every secret realm is very important. If it is carried out indiscriminately, the Dao foundation will collapse one day, and the body will die and Dao will disappear.

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Inside the holy city, there are lush old trees, hundreds of meters high, like hills, with branches stretching towards the sky, and ancient vines, like horned dragons, crawling all over the walls.

The warm wind is blowing, like a spring day, a piece of emerald green, lush flowers and plants, gurgling springs, full of vitality.

The avenue is wide, and fluttering lights walk on it with slow steps. He is visiting this historic city. The old man in sackcloth keeps a certain distance and follows behind the fluttering lights.

They are very low-key, they don't have the posture of the Son of God, and they are dressed very plainly. Even the Hunyuan Holy Light and Fluctuation have been restrained, and they are operating another kind of technique, which is the method in the Emperor's scriptures. Uncommon, after all, the holy light technique is too iconic, and others can recognize it at a glance.

The ancient city is huge, the layout is exquisite, and it is very mysterious. On both sides of the bustling streets, there are groups of palaces appearing from time to time, with carved beams and painted buildings, which are extremely majestic.

No one flies in the city, even the monks abide by the city rules. On the bustling streets, there are crowds of people coming and going.Among the crowd, half of them are monks. In this kind of place, everyone is very cautious and dare not act recklessly, maybe they will bump into a descendant of an ancient family or a disciple of the Holy Land.

Even more unlucky, it is not impossible to step on the foot of a supreme elder from a family in a holy land. After all, such people often appear in the city.

Groups of majestic palaces are used as inns, and the resplendent palace is a small-scale gambling stone workshop, restaurants and pavilions hanging in the air, and all kinds of strange scenery emerge in endlessly. Everything you need, there are even young monks playing the piano, singing and dancing for you.

During this period, Yaoguang walked into a stone workshop. This stone workshop was not large in scale, no bigger than the Holy Land family, but it was not too small, and looked quite satisfactory.

Behind this stone workshop is a medium-sized sect, with elders with four extreme secret realms sitting in it. Facts have proved that the forces that can gain a foothold in the holy city are not easy behind them.

The stone workshop is not big, but the flow of people is quite large. Most of them are monks from the secret realm of the Dao Palace. In fact, there are not a few stone workshops of this size in the holy city. Most of the monks in the extreme dragon realm don't look down on the stones here.

Yaoguang walked into the stone workshop, and all he could see were a group of stones of different shapes and sizes.Yaoguang wanted to use his spiritual sense to investigate, but these stones had a faint strange aura, which blocked Yaoguang's spiritual sense and made him unable to see clearly. This was the aura of the ancient mine in the early days. These stones were unearthed outside the ancient mine in the early days , so it is contaminated with a wisp of this peculiar aura, which cannot be detected without special means.

Seeing this, someone next to him sneered and said, "Boy, is this the first time you have come to the city of God? This kind of stone was unearthed in the ancient mine in the early days, and the spiritual sense cannot penetrate it. Only by using the source technique can one or two mysteries be broken. .” Obviously, this scene is not the first time it has appeared.

Yaoguang smiled, ignored the words around him, just picked a few stones on his own, asked the waiter in the stone workshop to pay, and bought them.

Seeing this, some people were surprised. Although the stones here are not as expensive as the stone workshop in the Holy Land, which cost tens of thousands of catties, the stones taken by Yaoguang add up to hundreds of catties. It is also an amazing wealth.

Someone couldn't help opening his mouth, and kindly reminded him: "Young man, the stone gambling industry is very deep. I think you are new here. You don't understand anything. I'm afraid you won't be able to grasp it. It's easy to choose stones at will and return empty-handed. It's better to go Invite a few origin masters and let them choose stones for you, it will be safer."

Yaoguang smiled and said, "Thank you for reminding me, but I am here to gamble on stones just to try my luck and have fun."

The man didn't remind him any more, he only regarded him as a son of some family who came out to play, and he came to gamble on stones just for fun.

Among the crowd of onlookers, there was a man with a strange expression: "Luck? I don't know which family's prodigal son. If betting on stones was that simple, these major stone workshops would not be able to open long ago."

Yaoguang didn't care, just took the knife to cut the stones, and soon, the stones were cut open, but unfortunately, they were all empty, except for a pile of stone chips, there was nothing.

Suddenly, when Yaoguang cut open the last piece of stone, a fiery red light burst out, and someone exclaimed that it was a piece of fire-attributed heterogeneity, worth thousands of catties.

"It seems that my luck today is pretty good." Yaoguang chuckled, he didn't choose the stone randomly by luck, he used the strange method in the Emperor's Book, but it can only be used on the periphery of this ancient ancient mine On the stone materials, if the core stone of the ancient mine in the early days contains a strong atmosphere of the ancient mine in the early days, then this method will be ineffective, because this is not an origin technique in itself, and it does not have that kind of heaven-defying effect.

Among the crowd, some people were amazed, and some people's eyes flickered, showing greed. After all, Yaoguang looked too young, he looked like an ignorant dude, and the value of the fire attribute heterogeneous source was astonishing and precious. It's totally worth the risk for them.

Shaking his head, Yaoguang stepped out and disappeared into the stone workshop, and the unruly people in the crowd immediately followed out, but to their surprise, they didn't see Yaoguang's body after going out. trace.

What made them even more horrified was that no matter how they recalled, they couldn't recall the specific appearance of the fluctlight, only a blur, which made them very terrified, and they broke out in cold sweat.

This is a hidden secret method recorded in the Emperor's Scripture, even better than the Hunyuan Holy Light Art, it is very powerful and mysterious, and almost no one can see through it.

Yaoguang ignored all the follow-ups after he left, and continued to stroll in the holy city, admiring all kinds of wonders and wonders.

The fluttering light drifted away, and slowly, it came to a slightly deserted street.This ancient street is very wide, but there are not many pedestrians, so it is very quiet.

On both sides of the road are old trees with towering branches and cracked trunks, which cannot be hugged by more than a dozen people.

After walking forward for a certain distance, Yaoguang found that something was wrong. There was a stone workshop beside the road, which was quite large in scale and occupied a huge area, but it was extremely desolate.

The wormwood was overgrown, the old trees grew wildly, and the building was almost submerged. Obviously, no one took care of it for many years, and it almost became a wild land.

You can even see hares jumping up and jumping into the depths of the basil, and you can also see pheasants flapping their wings and flying to the depths of the bushes.

In a place like Shencheng, where every inch of land is precious, such a desolate palace complex actually exists, and it occupies an extremely large area, which is unbelievable.

"Is it the stone workshop of Tianxuan Holy Land?" Yaoguang guessed, in Shencheng, the only desolate stone workshop with such a large area is the extinct Tianxuan Holy Land.

Sure enough, in front of the road, there is a magnificent doorway like a tower, which is covered by ancient trees. There is a mottled copper plaque on it, engraved with two ancient characters - Tianxuan.

In the past, when this holy land was at its peak, the entire sect used its power to attack the ancient forbidden land, but the result was almost wiped out.

After the Tianxuan Holy Land dissipated, the holy lands naturally wanted to divide up the various assets they left behind, but later on every full moon night there would be crying in the Tianxuan Holy Land. Several Holy Masters went to visit late at night and found that Nothing.

Not long after that, the largest stone workshop in the city of God, on the occasion of the full moon, also heard a loud cry of sorrow.All the holy places have been visited by strong men, but they haven't even seen a ghost, and finally dared not move here.

In the following years, every 1000 years, the cry of sorrow will appear once in the middle of the night, and it will really silence all the holy places.

So far, no one has dared to touch this place.This is also the reason why the stone workshop in Tianxuan Holy Land has remained until now.

The door here is open, inhabited by the descendants of a loyal old servant in Tianxuan Holy Land, who survived by selling some leftover stones.Of course, Yaoguang knew that the person living here was not a descendant of a loyal old servant, but one of the last survivors of the Tianxuan Holy Land, a living saint with unrivaled cultivation!

Walking into the door, the dilapidated stone steps and the collapsed palace are all covered by vegetation. An old man with dim eyesight and hunched back is sitting on a piece of bluestone.

He is old, his life is not long, and he is almost exhausted. Looking at the desolate garden overgrown with wormwood, his eyes are full of nostalgia and sadness.

Seeing him, Yao Guang's heart trembled, this is a living saint!A strand of hair can cut down mountains and rivers, so powerful that it is unbelievable. In this difficult age of cultivation, it is almost unstoppable.

A living saint is right in front of his eyes, and no one can face it calmly.

The old man was a little stiff, turning his head slowly, his face was full of wrinkles, and his old eyes were cloudy.

"Young man, are you here to buy stone?"

Yaoguang looked at the dying old man in front of him, and couldn't calm down. This Tianxuan survivor was right in front of him, but he couldn't feel anything special at all, he was no different from an ordinary old man.If he hadn't known in advance that this was an ancient sage, he might just have regarded him as an ordinary old man.

"The younger generation came here mainly to mourn the ancients, and to buy some stones to go back." Yaoguang had a respectful attitude. This is an ancient sage, who dares to belittle him?

Fluolight took out a bunch of resources and placed them in front of the old man.

"It's just a desolate, dilapidated place with nothing, nothing to mourn." The old man shook his head, sighing with emotion, a little sad, and then stared at the Fluctlight, "Young man, you are special. "

Fluctlight was a little apprehensive, although the eyes were very cloudy, but it seemed to have penetrated Fluctlight's heart and seen everything.

"Go in and choose stones, look carefully, maybe you can find one or two treasures." Trembling, the old man pushed some sources back with his rough veteran hands, and said: "It won't take so many, there are no valuable stones here. ..."

Yaoguang hastily selected some stones, and left in a hurry. It was really that one glance, which made Yaoguang feel that all the secrets were exposed, as if he had been completely seen through. This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

"Is this the saint? It's terrifying..." Shaking his head, Yaoguang stopped thinking about it and moved on.

In the end, Yaoguang stopped in front of a huge group of palaces, inside which there were many exotic flowers blooming, full of aura. This is the stone workshop of the Ji family.

Jijiashifang covers a vast area and stretches into stretches, like a royal garden. Stepping into it, there are rows of strange stones, verdant trees, small bridges and flowing water, and the scenery is pleasant.

Many stones are stacked naturally, and each stone garden has its own unique scenery.Some stone gardens are misty and misty, like a water town in the southern region, and some stone gardens are shaken by maple trees, like red leaves flying frost in the north.

Yaoguang stepped into it, strolling through one layer after another, and did not skip quickly, but stayed at each layer, watching the wandering, like a picnic outing, very freehand and comfortable.

After passing the eighteenth stage, Yaoguang came to the deepest part of the stone workshop.There is a lake here, blue as crystal, full of aura, very beautiful.

There is a small island in the middle of the light blue lake, with a radius of only a few hundred meters. It is full of flowers and trees.

The small island in the lake is the famous stone garden of Ji's family.

　I tried to speed up the pace, but I couldn't help it. I chose the identity of the son of Yaoguang. It was too difficult to write in the early stage, and I was trapped in this identity and couldn't jump out.

　　I'll see if I can think of a way to extract the inherent limitations of this identity...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)