I am invincible in Tianshi Mansion

Chapter 351 Heaven and Earth in the Furnace (5000 words, ask for a monthly pass at the beginning of the month!)

"That's right...the Purple Flame Sand Floating Palace, the Purple Flame Sand Floating Palace that I once dreamed of going to."

The purple-clothed woman looked up at the purple-smoky palace at the end of the steps with icy eyes, paused, and then said: "The cunning magic circle was broken, and there were almost no casualties in the circle. Based on this calculation, they should all be in the palace." gone."

"People in other places have to deal with it. As for this place..." A trembling voice came from under the mask of Asuka, "There are at least dozens of monks who are at the peak of Nascent Soul, and they are all the best of their generation."

The purple shirted woman glanced at him lightly and asked, "Why, are you afraid?"

"It would be strange if you were afraid of something like it!" The bone sword on the back of the purple-shirted woman let out a wicked smile, "Ah——the smell of the power of stars! Essence and blood...hahahaha—”

"Girl, hurry up and enter the palace, hurry up and enter the palace! I want to have a full meal!"

"I'm afraid... I'm so scared..." The voice of the bird mask also changed from trembling to crazy.

"Ho ho ho ho..."

"I'm so scared……"

"I'm afraid I have a bad appetite, so I won't be able to eat so much at once!"

Under the bird's mask, accompanied by a cold laugh, three hideous bloody mouths split open on its face.

……

Ten days ago, in a swamp in the third ring area, a purple-shirted woman sat cross-legged on a stone platform in the swamp with a strange seal in her hands.

This stone platform is full of strange runes carved with the blood of living beings. Although it is different from the deceitful sacrificial runes, the aura is very similar.

A bone sword floated in front of the purple-shirted woman. Black flames billowed from the sword body. The deep black and the sharp white formed a strong contrast, faintly distorting and changing the surrounding space.

With the passage of time, black flames, accompanied by the power of the bone sword, continuously flowed into the body of the purple-shirted woman...

I don't know how long this process lasted, but her aura continued to rise like climbing a step, and finally reached a certain peak.

The bone sword weng mingled, and a strange cry sounded: "Girl, your body is weak, and you will not be able to bear the blessing of my divine power after all!"

The woman in the purple shirt frowned, gritted her teeth, and said with a difficult voice between her teeth: "Shut up, shut up!"

Her aura lasted for half a cup of tea at the peak, and then, there was a "bang", a wave of air centered on her and rushed in all directions, as if a huge water polo had been punctured Same.

And her aura also declined rapidly accordingly, her Taoist body convulsed crazily, and strands of black inflammation began to seep out from her seven orifices.

"We have agreed that if you die, I will devour your flesh and blood unceremoniously!" The Zishan woman was about to die, and instead of worrying, Bone Sword began to look forward to it.

"Impossible! I want to live! I must live!" The purple-shirted girl no longer made seals, and panted violently with her hands on the stone platform. Even though her seven orifices were covered with black flames, her eyes remained firm.

But if you look carefully, you will find that what supports her to persevere is not the belief that she must win at all, but the hatred and resentment everywhere.

She soon exhausted her breath and was on the verge of death, but at this moment, strands of gray-white cunning energy crawled over the swamp mud like a poisonous snake, and burrowed into her body continuously. .

At the same time, a figure stepped lightly on the mud and floated in front of her like a ghost.

It was as thin as a bamboo pole, but there were three heads on its neck, a staring male cultivator's face, a sultry female cultivator's face, and a pig's face with crooked fangs.

At this moment, the three heads looked at the woman in purple shirt together, and the head of the female cultivator said: "So deep resentment, such strong obsession..."

The pig face with curved fangs sneered: "The monks in this world of heaven and earth are even crazier than us and other cunning creatures..."

The male cultivator sneered: "The way of heaven? What kind of way of heaven? The way of heaven is dead, and the way of deceit should stand!"

"It's rare to meet such a monk who fits the deceitful way. If you just kill her like this, it will be a bit boring!"

Pig face yelled: "Transform her! Transform her! The way of heaven is weird, it's the most interesting thing!"

The female cultivator also nodded slightly: "Good idea! Go!"

It raised its hand and pressed it falsely, and the deceitful energy from its body enveloped the purple-shirted woman like a gray mist.

With the influx of cunning energy, the purple-shirted woman convulsed more severely, but her aura continued to rise, and then gradually stabilized...

"Ho ho ho ho..." Nanxiu let out a sinister laugh, "It's weird at first glance? It's interesting."

There was also a hint of anticipation in the eyes of the pig's face.

And the female cultivator of Yinqu looked at the bone sword: "It's actually a trick soldier? How could there be one in the third ring area?"

The bone sword trembled: "Deceitful Dao Demon Seed? You cut off your cultivation and recultivated to the distracted and treacherous realm?"

"At the distraction stage, plus your background, even if you go to the Purple Flame Sand Floating Palace where there is a boundary limit, you can still kill a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood."

"Quack quack... interesting and interesting!"

"It seems that the monsters in the trick world have finally started to move!"

The female cultivator Yinqu said with a cold face: "It seems that you know a lot."

Gu Jian sneered and said, "Of course I know!"

"I was Fang Ping, the deceitful Dao fairy in the Luanzhang Realm, and was accidentally beheaded by a Taoist carrying a jug when I entered the first ring area of ​​Qianyuan Shangjing 1000 years ago."

"I used feng shui tricks to hide a ray of ghosts, collected the bones of living beings from the body of the bone refining sword, and refined this ray of ghosts into sword souls. I have been waiting until now."

The female nun said: "It turns out that it is Senior 'Fang Ping', who has long admired his name like thunder, and seeing him today, it is better to be famous."

"You!" Gu Jian sulked.

The pig's face said contemptuously: "Dead Gui, just a ghost, what kind of face is there to pretend in front of me?"

Gu Jian was furious: "If my real body is still alive, just based on your words, I will sacrifice you!"

The male cultivator sneered endlessly: "Win the king and lose the bandit, what if, I just look in front of me!"

Gu Jian snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Three days later, the purple-shirted woman withdrew her last wisp of treacherous energy, and slowly opened her eyes.

Her aura rose to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and the Nascent Soul in the sea of ​​consciousness solidified, showing signs of turning into a baby, which was a sign that half a foot had entered the distraction stage.

She raised her head slightly, and looked at the cunning demon with three heads, her eyes were filled with gray and white air, and there was no trace of surprise or panic.

"Deceitful Dao Demon Seed?" she murmured.

The female cultivator Yinqu asked with her head: "Is it very close when you see your comrades?"

Pigface let out a series of strange laughter.

"Fellow Dao?" She looked at her hands and sensed the continuous transformation of the cunning power in her body, she was not surprised, but was extremely calm, "The cunning... so this is the cunning..."

"This feeling... not bad!"

A sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "It doesn't matter if it's deceitful or not, as long as it gives me strength."

Bone Sword shook: "What I appreciate is your awareness!"

The purple-shirted woman raised her hand and grabbed it, grabbed the bone sword and carried it behind her back, and said to the cunning demon, "I'm going to Ziyan Shafu Palace, how many people will I kill, how about you?"

The deceitful demon species laughed strangely, and the female cultivator of the Yin Duck said, "I also want to go to the Ziyan Shafu Palace...to kill a few people."

The purple-shirted woman narrowed her eyes: "In that case, you and I go together?"

"Let's go together..." The three heads all showed thoughtful expressions, and then said, "Okay."

After all, it shook its head, and the three heads merged with each other, and finally became a fleshy head with three mouths. It took out a bird head mask and put it on, and the whole body was stretched like a bird. Gray gopher.

The two figures broke through the sky above the swamp.

"My name is Sandou, what's your name?"

"Fang Ping."

"I'm not asking you, stupid sword."

"I, my name is... Xia Guying."

……

Ziyan Sand Floating Palace, alchemy room.

Li Qiankong quietly came to a pill stove and observed it carefully.

Just as he was engrossed in observing, a ghostly figure suddenly appeared from his side and asked faintly: "Li Qiankong, don't you look down on our gold diggers and gambling dogs?"

Li Qiankong was taken aback, sweat dripped on his head, and when he looked back, he couldn't help cursing: "It's scary for me to go! Fengyang Jun, are you a ghost?"

Lord Fengyang smiled and said: "You were not like this before. Could it be that your heart was also moved when you saw Fairy Ling and Fellow Daoist Zhou Xuan enter the world in the furnace?"

"Cough." Li Qiankong straightened his face, and said: "Superficial, my generation of monks cultivates their minds and practices. Is it not reasonable and reasonable to come here after the fate, and go to the fate, and be slightly tempted by the chance?"

Fengyang Jun squinted and looked contemptuously: "I have said a lot, so why don't you come to be a 'gold digger and a gambling dog'?"

Li Qiankong stared back and asked, "Can it be the same?"

Feng Yangjun sneered, and slowly raised a thumbs up to Li Qiankong: "Okay, you are noble, you are great, I am going to dig gold, you can continue to be excited!"

Say it and walk away.

Li Qiankong glanced at Fengyang Jun's back, slightly lifted his lips, and muttered, "Oh! Childish."

……

In the world in the furnace, a ray of Dan Qi emerged out of thin air, roared like a whirlwind, and fell towards a palace below.

Not long after the whirlwind shattered, a figure fell out of it and stepped on the jasper floor tiles in front of the palace.

It was Zhou Xuan who came.

After the whirlwind was shattered, it turned into a ray of pill energy again, circling around Zhou Xuan like a swimming fish.

Zhou Xuan looked around, only to see that there was an endless sea of ​​clouds all around, and in the sea of ​​clouds, there were vast fairy mountains floating.

Here, the flying rainbow pierces the sky, the cranes flutter their wings, the fairy sounds curl up, and the mist rises. It is the palace in the sky, which does not eat the smoke and fire of the world.

And the jasper floor tiles that Zhou Xuan stepped on stretched all the way to the heavenly palace.

The eaves and teeth of the palace are pecked high, like a swimming dragon crouching on the clouds, without seeing the whole picture.

In the clouds, there are fairy texts blooming with infinite light, which is fascinating.

Zhou Xuan moved towards it, looked with Daotong, and saw that the fairy script had three characters in total, which was impressively thought to be "Qianyuan Hall" written in the dragon-snake style of writing.

"Qianyuan Palace!" Zhou Xuan was shocked in his heart, "Didn't Qianyuan Palace collapse? How could it be preserved so well in this furnace?"

He stretched out his hand and wiped his eyes, and saw Jiaji Daotong through the wall, looking in all directions.

"what is this?"

After Zhou Xuan took a look, he found a clue.

I saw that the space where the Qianyuan Hall was located was covered with countless fine cracks that could not be observed with naked eyes and spiritual sense.

These cracks are not attached to the Qianyuan Hall, but are scattered throughout the entire space.

"Could it be a crack in space?" The more he looked, the more startled he became. He didn't rush towards the Qianyuan Hall, but slowly spread out with his spiritual consciousness and probed forward.

Seeing that the distance to the crack is getting closer and closer, ten feet, five feet, three feet, one foot... three feet... one inch...

Zhou Xuan narrowed his eyes and concentrated his mind.

The consciousness came to the crack, and as soon as it came out, a feeling of nothingness came back from the crack, and then, a strong tearing sensation came along with severe pain, as if cutting his consciousness with scissors .

"Evil—" Zhou Xuan subconsciously gave a low cry, his complexion suddenly changed, first it was pale, then his blood was churning, a little flushed.

He sat cross-legged on the spot, devoured the spiritual energy of the surrounding world with nine breaths of convincing energy, and quickly recovered from his injuries.

Fortunately, he was more cautious, but lost a ray of consciousness.

But that kind of pain, through the increase of the power of the void, was magnified geometrically and fell on him, making him feel very painful.

After training, Zhou Xuan sighed: "What a crime! I thought it was a blessing, but there are traps all over the place! A careless little life is gone!"

He turned around and saw fragments of Qianyuan Hall scattered on the jasper floor tiles, such as glazed tiles, fairy gold, and colored stones. tattered?"

Zhou Xuan was not quite reconciled, he walked around cautiously, and then found that although the Qianyuan Hall was in front of him, he couldn't get close to the Qianyuan Hall because of the crack in the space.

"A mirage, a castle in the air, little waste!" Zhou Xuan kicked the glazed tile at his feet, and the glazed tile turned into a stream of light and shot towards the space crack. The moment it touched the space crack, it was directly crushed by the void, without even a trace Leave.

"The heaven and earth in this furnace are the hidden easter eggs of the alchemy furnace. Is that the way it is?" Zhou Xuan was a little unwilling. With a wave of his big hand, he collected all the glazed tiles and immortal gold that could be found into the Hutian space, and then ready to leave.

At this moment, the space fluctuated slightly, and the butler Qi Ling of Ziyan Fusha Palace quietly appeared, and hurriedly stopped: "You just left?"

Zhou Xuan was stunned, could it be that picking up a piece of junk also triggered some mechanism of this NPC's weapon spirit?
Then he turned around in doubt, and asked, "Is there anything else I can do? Or, can you let me ignore the cracks in space and approach Qianyuan Hall?"

Qi Ling couldn't laugh or cry: "You can also see that the world in the furnace is divided into many parts by space cracks, and there is an insurmountable gap between each other. How can I ignore this rule?"

"It's just, don't you think that this place is full of spiritual energy, and it also contains strands of good fortune pill energy, which is of great benefit to practice?"

Zhou Xuan frowned slightly, felt it carefully, and then nodded: "There is indeed something... Unfortunately, I don't need it."

Now that he was breathing, the aura reserve in this small space was completely insufficient. If there were no space cracks, if he was allowed to go to the Qianyuan Hall, it might still be of some help.

Qi Ling was surprised: "Are you sure you can't use it?"

He really saw that Zhou Xuan was able to replicate Qianyuan Daojun's method to create Zihuo and was moved by his love for talents. He came out to remind him just now, but he didn't expect Zhou Xuan to still look down on this place?
It's just out of line!
However, Zhou Xuan's serious expression of "I'm telling the truth is not helping me at all" made him have to believe it.

"Speaking of which, as a weapon spirit, you specially came forward to remind me that you can practice here, isn't it considered a violation of the rules?" Zhou Xuan asked curiously.

A look of contempt suddenly appeared on Qi Ling's face: "I can't bear for you to miss the opportunity, so I kindly remind you, what rules can you violate?"

Zhou Xuan shook his head and said, "Forget about practicing, I have a question, I wonder if you can answer me."

Qi Ling said: "You speak first."

"Don't be so vigilant, you don't have to say anything if you don't want to." Zhou Xuan said with a smile.

Qi Ling sneered and said, "Say something quickly, I'm just here to remind you, not to be your tour guide."

Zhou Xuan looked at the Qianyuan Hall, and said in a gradually solemn tone: "When the Qianyuan Dao Realm collapsed, did the Qianyuan Hall really fall apart?"

Qi Ling narrowed his eyes immediately.

As sensitive as Zhou Xuan, he pays special attention to changes in micro-expressions such as "pupils shrink slightly", "eyebrows twitch slightly", "cheek muscles twitch".

At this moment, Zhou Xuan's expression remained unchanged, but in his heart he had obtained some answers from Qi Ling's subtle expression change.

So, he pointed to the Qianyuan Palace in front of him, and continued, "The Qianyuan Palace I saw was actually formed by putting together the existing fragments, right?"

Zhou Xuan guessed that the spatial crack in front of him was actually the boundary of every fragment in Qianyuan Hall.

"The Qianyuan Hall collapsed with the Qianyuan Dao Realm, and the Qianyuan Dao Realm used their great supernatural powers to preserve their fragments and put them together in the furnace world, right?"

Qi Ling stared at Zhou Xuan, as if he was still waiting for his next words. Seeing that Zhou Xuan was speaking suddenly, he urged: "Continue.",

Zhou Xuan felt a complex emotion from Qi Ling, but there was no hostility in this emotion, so he continued: "If I guess correctly, every alchemy furnace in the alchemy room, All lead to one of the fragments?"

Having said that, Zhou Xuan completely stopped, waiting for Qi Ling's reply.

Qi Ling took a deep look, then looked at Qianyuan Hall, his eyes were full of nostalgia.

He sighed faintly: "This is your problem?"

Zhou Xuan nodded and said, "Not bad."

Qi Ling smiled helplessly, and sighed: "You have already told me everything I want to tell you, what else do you want me to answer?"

Zhou Xuan said conveniently: "It's impossible to deduce everything, right?"

Qi Ling shook his head and said, "Of course they won't be exactly the same, but overall they are not much different."

"I would like to hear the details." Zhou Xuan said.

Qi Ling looked at Zhou Xuan, and asked first: "Aren't you afraid of hearing things you shouldn't hear, and being involved in a certain cause and effect?"

(End of this chapter)