Lord of Bones

Chapter 756 Qianchi Palace

After more than a month of trekking and passing through nearly ten exquisite teleportation arrays, Li Yuan and Wei Moer finally stepped into the core area of ​​Qianchi Palace.

The outline of the city slowly unfolds before your eyes, like a delicately outlined painting.

“Li Yuan, the teleportation passage leading to the inner palace of Qianchi Palace is located in another teleportation square in the city and is only opened once a day.

"Let's rush over now, it should be about the same time.

"The city has strict rules. Flying in the air is prohibited. You can only walk there."

Li Yuan had just come out of the space channel and was not yet familiar with the environment in front of him, but he heard words with familiarity and pride for this land, which made him concentrate quickly.

Looking up, the sky above the huge city was peaceful and calm. Not even a trace of flying birds could be found. There was only the hustle and bustle of the ground.

Li Yuan and Wei Moer ignored their fatigue from the journey and quickly blended into the bustling streets.

There are all kinds of stalls on both sides of the street, with hawking sounds and laughter interweaving, creating a lively market atmosphere.

Children were chasing and playing in the narrow alleys. Their innocent smiles were like the warmest sunshine in spring, temporarily dispelling the vigilance and uneasiness in Li Yuan's heart.

However, this comfort did not last long, and Li Yuan's heartstrings suddenly tightened.

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes passing through the bustling crowd and locked onto a dozen fast-moving black shadows at the end of the street.

Those figures are like cheetahs, silent but carrying a threat that cannot be ignored.

In a flash, the black shadows were approaching, led by a middle-aged woman with sharp eyes and a powerful aura of a late Yuanshen realm.

The rest of the young men and women were all masters in the early stage of Yuanshen realm. They all had stern expressions and surrounded Li Yuan and Wei Moer.

“Outsiders, as this is your first visit, must abide by the city’s rules.

"Take off the veil and mask and introduce yourself.

"Otherwise, you will be expelled according to the rules."

The middle-aged woman's voice was as cold as the chilly wind in winter, making people shiver.

Li Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and just as he was about to speak, Wei Moer had already taken the lead. With a slight twist of his wrist, a token as black as ink appeared in his palm.

She said in an unquestionable tone: "I am Wei Moer from the Dark Moon Palace."

As Wei Moer introduced himself, the air around them seemed to freeze for a moment.

Those originally indifferent figures had a flash of surprise and awe in their eyes, but it was soon replaced by a deeper scrutiny.

"Dark Moon Palace, Wei Moer... is she the most beloved disciple of the Dark Moon Palace patriarch who suddenly disappeared twenty years ago?"

The old woman's voice trembled slightly, her eyes full of disbelief as she examined the ink-colored token that emitted a faint glow, as if she wanted to glimpse a forgotten history through it.

All the Yuanists showed expressions of astonishment, and then, complicated and curious gazes gathered on Wei Moer.

Some of them had also heard of the name Wei Moer, but it was a long time ago and the memory was vague.

Twenty years ago, Wei Moer disappeared after participating in the competition among the ancestors' direct disciples, leaving behind only endless speculation.

The most common speculation is that Wei Moer was injured and died unfortunately.

"Senior Sister Wei Moer, long time no see." The middle-aged woman quickly adjusted her mood, and her tone was filled with a bit of awe and tenderness. "The sect's rules are strict. I hope Senior Sister will forgive me and show my true face."

When Wei Moer heard this, a hint of hesitation flashed across his eyes, but then it turned into determination.

Yuanli surged around her body, and her white clothes and veil seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, turning into pieces and drifting away in the wind.

A tight black dress outlines her graceful figure, her black hair is like a waterfall, and her face is cold and beautiful. She is the disciple of the legendary and peerless ancestor of the Dark Moon Palace.

"Are you satisfied with this?" Wei Moer's voice was calm and powerful, revealing an unquestionable majesty.

The middle-aged woman nodded quickly and turned her gaze to Li Yuan, with a look of scrutiny in her eyes: "Is this also a disciple of a certain ancestor of our Qianchi Palace?

"Please take off your disguise too."

Li Yuan also shook his Yuan power, and his robes, veils, hat and mask were all shattered, revealing an angular and heroic face. The blue robe he wore further highlighted his otherworldly temperament.

"I am Wei Moer's best friend when he was traveling abroad. I have no background in Qianchi Palace." Li Yuan's voice was clear and he answered frankly.

His appearance seemed to bring a different color to the tense atmosphere, making people curious about what kind of story existed between the two.

The middle-aged woman had previously sensed the aura on Li Yuan that did not belong to the Qianchi Palace. Although she was confused, she did not say anything more.

She smiled and said, "Since you are my senior sister's friend, you are a distinguished guest of our Qianchi Palace.

"I wonder if Senior Sister is going back to the inner palace?"

"That's right." Wei Moer replied briefly.

"Only with this badge can you enter the inner palace." The middle-aged woman slowly took out a shiny black badge from her ring.

She handed it to Li Yuan solemnly and explained carefully: "Recently, the inner palace is accepting many independent cultivators. Without this badge as proof, outsiders will definitely not be able to enter the inner palace."

"Thank you very much." Li Yuan took the black badge and bowed deeply to the middle-aged woman to show his gratitude.

"It's getting late. Let's go to the teleportation square leading to the inner palace immediately." Wei Moer said in a calm tone, neither hurried nor slow.

The name of Wei Moer, when it appeared in Qianchi Palace, signified his cultivation level at the peak of the Half-Step Transformation Realm. In addition, as the ancestor's direct disciple, he was even more honorable than the elders in the palace.

Therefore, after hearing what Wei Moer said, the middle-aged woman and the accompanying disciples of Qianchi Palace immediately made way and respectfully watched Li Yuan and Wei Moer leave.

Less than half an hour later, Li Yuan and Wei Moer arrived at the last moment before the inner palace teleportation array was closed today.

The inner palace of Qianchi Palace, like the inner palace of Tianyun Sect, is vast and boundless.

Stepping into the depths of the inner palace, Li Yuan followed Wei Moer and passed through a teleportation array to the most core area of ​​Qiankun Palace.

.........

Towering black palaces float under the sky that is a mixture of azure and gray.

The palace is constructed of rare dark night star stone, with a deep and mysterious light flowing on its surface. It is like an abyss that can swallow all light, and it also inadvertently exudes an ancient and profound charm.

The outlines of the palaces vary. Some reach straight into the sky, with tall spires that seem to pierce the sky; others are low and wide, with solemn halls, like guardians of the earth.

Thick black chains connected countless palaces to the world below.

They extend from the bottom of the palace, pass through layers of clouds and mist, and finally are deeply embedded in the towering mountains. They are like the strongest bond between heaven and earth, closely connecting the palace with the earth, and giving it an arrogant posture that transcends the world.

When the wind blows, the chains swing gently, making a low and long chant. All around, the sea of ​​clouds rolls and surges, sometimes like a galloping horse, majestic and imposing; sometimes like a quiet lake, gentle and peaceful.

The sea of ​​clouds and the palace complement each other, making the Qianchi Sect look like a divine realm.

Wei Moer knew everything here very well, and led Li Yuan to fly through the dreamlike scenery.

On the way, the two met several well-trained patrol law enforcement teams dressed in uniform.

However, when they saw the token in Wei Moer's hand and the unquestionable majesty emanating from her, they all bowed and gave way without the slightest hesitation or obstruction.

This is not only because of Wei Moer's prominent position in the Qianchi Sect, but also because of the power behind him.

As he went deeper, Wei Moer said softly with a hint of emotion: "It has been twenty years since I left this place, just in time for the sect to open its doors and absorb wandering cultivators from all over the world.

“It is not only a stage for new disciples to display their talents, but also a competition ground for the undercurrents among the disciples of the ancestors.

“Although I have returned, the world has changed. If I want to successfully bring you into the Tianchi Refining Secret Realm, your strength will be the best pass.

"I will take you to the Qianchi Altar now to save you trouble later."

Hearing this, Li Yuan raised a playful smile: "Oh? Looks like I have to stretch my muscles."

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Wei Moer said calmly: “My strength is inferior to those old-school ancestors’ direct disciples, so I am not qualified to suppress them.

“I could have stayed out of it, but in order for you to successfully enter the Tianchi Refining Secret Realm, you must let many of the ancestors’ direct disciples see your strength and win their hearts.

"Otherwise, they will also block us when we enter the Tianchi Refining Secret Realm."

"I'm here to help you again..." Li Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he shook his head, "Forget it, if that's the case, then I'll do as you say, and I'll meet these so-called old-school ancestors' direct disciples."

As the two talked, a magnificent black platform gradually came into view, like a giant turtle carrying the sky on its back.

Dozens of thick black chains are entangled around like giant pythons, deeply embedded in the surrounding mountains, appearing particularly stable.

The three big characters "Qian Chi Tan" are engraved on a huge stone, vigorous and powerful.

On the platform, there was a bustling crowd of people, with hundreds of thousands of people gathered together. All of them were masters of the Yuanshen realm, and there were also strong men in the half-step Huawen realm hidden among them, with a calm aura.

Wei Moer's fingers gently stroked the sky and introduced: "Beyond the boundary of Qianchi Altar, thousands of miles away in the depths, is the sacred residence of the ancestors of Qianchi Palace.

“Whenever a Yuan Master breaks through to the Huawen Realm, he is qualified to build his own palace there and become the ruler of a region.

“I am under the command of the Dark Moon Patriarch and reside in the Dark Moon Palace.

“The Qianchi Altar is not only a stage for disciples to exchange skills, but also a boundary that divides the inside and the outside, and defines the superior and the inferior.

“Beyond this place is a forbidden area covered by a powerful formation, which has strict restrictions on cultivation.

“Unless the ancestor leads them personally, all Yuan practitioners below the half-step transformation stage will be blocked by the invisible force of cultivation suppression and will not be able to advance an inch.”

Li Yuan withdrew his gaze from the distance, turned to Wei Moer, and asked: "What should I do now?"

"Just wait and see what happens." Wei Moer said slowly, "As an outsider, you will be subjected to some unnecessary provocations, so stay calm and don't take it too seriously.

“You need to select some recognized strong ones from among them and fight against them.

"Once you win, your fame will spread like wildfire, and even the ancestors' disciples will have to take you seriously."

Li Yuan smiled helplessly and said, "You want to borrow my help to clear the stumbling blocks on the road."

Wei Moer shook his head gently, with a hint of helplessness and self-mockery in his eyes: "My strength can only be considered average among the disciples taught by the ancestors."

"Why is the competition between the ancestors' disciples so eye-catching?" Li Yuan suddenly asked, changing the subject.

Wei Moer explained: "Under the careful cultivation of the ancestor, every disciple is like a piece of unpolished jade that has been carefully carved.

“Their potential is far beyond what the outside world can imagine.

“This is not only a competition ground for strength, but also a touchstone for potential.

"For those who are not the ancestors' direct disciples and are eager to break through themselves, they will challenge the ancestors' direct disciples, and the Qianchi Altar is the stage for them to realize their dreams.

“Once they stand out here and are appreciated by the ancestors and accepted as registered disciples, it will be a major turning point in their cultivation career.”

Listening to Wei Moer's description, Li Yuan seemed to be able to feel the tension and anticipation in the air.

His soul power surged out like a tide, covering the entire platform.

Those strong men who were at the peak of the Half-Step Transformation Realm were like stars, each emitting a dazzling light, and there were indeed some whose aura was above that of Wei Moer.

While Li Yuan was feeling the energy fluctuations of the Qianchi Palace disciples around him surging like a tide, he followed Wei Moer and landed on the platform paved with deep black rocks.

On the surface of the black rock, traces of time and battles are intertwined, and the footprints of varying depths are the silent declarations of the powerful men who have passed by.

Those criss-crossing knife marks are witnesses of the glory and tragedy of the collision of countless dimensional forces.

In the center of the platform, two figures were like lightning, running fast in the intersection of light and shadow.

Every collision was accompanied by a deafening roar, and the Yuan Force surged as if to tear the void apart.

In the stands, the audience exclaimed one after another, and their eyes showed awe for this wonderful match.

Wei Moer looked at the two people fighting fiercely in the field and slowly explained to Li Yuan:
“The two people fighting now are Bian Junxing and Tang Shuliang. Both of them joined the sect two decades ago and were favored by the ancestor.

“When I left the sect, they had not yet reached the peak of the Half-Step Transformation Realm, but now it seems that they have made rapid progress.

"Looking back at myself, I seem to have been stuck in a certain stagnation in recent years, which is regrettable."

Li Yuan smiled calmly and said: "The name of Qianchi Sect is resounding throughout Wenhe River, all because of the art of refining Chi.

"Just imagine, if a strong person summons the Earth Demon, who among the same level can defeat him?"

Wei Moer shook his head lightly and said helplessly: "The power of the Earth Demon is indeed extraordinary, but the price is also heavy.

"The summoning and maintenance of the Earth Demon requires a vast amount of elemental stones as a foundation.

“Moreover, the deeper your cultivation, the higher the grade of the Earth Demon you need, and the rarer and harder it is to find the refining materials.

“Look at the many Yuan masters in the field. Although many of them are at the half-step Huawen realm, those who possess the twelfth-grade high-level Di Chi are rare.

"At least, the two people who are competing now do not have such a foundation yet."

Li Yuan asked, "Is it difficult to refine a 12th-grade high-level Earth Demon?"

(End of this chapter)