Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

Yang Ling had expected this result, so he was not in a hurry. He just looked up at the skull lying on the ground and smiled friendly.

The skull felt that there was something wrong with the laughter, but he didn't realize what was wrong for a while. By the time he realized it, it was too late.

Yang Ling gathered the strength enhanced by the jade pendant and carved complex runes one after another on the skull, covering his entire body.

Since he had mastered the techniques of carving formations and other spells, Yang Ling quickly completed all the spells and formations on the skull.

If the Moon Jade had not been obtained and the power had not been strengthened, then the formations drawn by Yang Ling would undoubtedly be a pile of useless waste to the Skull.

However, Yang Ling's strength has been strengthened now. Although he doesn't know what the Moon Jade has strengthened him, he can feel that every time he uses his strength, it is much stronger than before.

"Why can't I mobilize my spiritual power?"

The skull struggled for a while and found something wrong. He tried to get up from the ground, but failed. He couldn't help but get angry and yelled at Yang Ling: "What are you drawing on me?"

"Don't make a fuss. Isn't this just a common binding formation?"

Hearing the skull's voice, Yang Ling casually pointed to a formation and said calmly: "This is the lowest level of trapping formation in the world, it shouldn't be able to trap you. So I added a few advanced trapping formations that I learned temporarily!"

Ever since Yueliang Yujue established contact with him, she has been teaching him the ancient secrets. Except when fighting with others, Yang Ling is learning new ancient knowledge.

Yang Ling's words made the skull silent for a while, and no one knew what it was thinking.

Yang Ling didn't care, he just wanted to make sure the Skull couldn't escape.

"What do you want to talk about?"

After an unknown amount of time, the skull relaxed, looked at Yang Ling, and asked.

He thought about it for a long time, and he didn't know what kind of ideological struggle he went through, but he finally convinced himself.

Yang Ling didn't care about these things. When he heard the skull's question, he immediately turned around and responded: "Tell me everything you know about the palace, and I will tell you about the jade!"

"You only used a dispensable jade pendant to exchange for information about the entire palace complex. Isn't it too obvious that you are trying to get something for nothing?"

The skull sneered, his tone full of sarcasm.

"This jade pendant has helped me to restrain you, and even now gives me the ability to make you keep your mouth shut forever with the secret. What do you think..."

Having said this, Yang Ling paused for a moment before continuing, "Is this still a dispensable jade?"

His guesses have always been correct.

When the skull saw the stone box opened and the moon jade appeared, he felt that the jade was not simple. But Yang Ling's blood had dripped into the stone box before it was opened and was absorbed by the jade.

In ancient times, whether it was a spiritual weapon or a spiritual treasure, it would choose its own owner.

The fact that Yang Ling's blood could be absorbed so quickly and that he could borrow Yu Jue's power in such a short period of time proved that Yu Jue had already recognized him as its master.

It is not a good idea to seize spiritual weapons and spiritual treasures that have owners without permission, otherwise it will stimulate the spiritual weapons and spiritual treasures to automatically protect their owners, and the damage caused to the skull will then be greater than it is now.

Knowing this clearly, Skull Head asked Yang Ling to hand over the Jade Jue voluntarily from the beginning instead of snatching it away himself.

Yang Ling saw the desire of the skull for the jade, and used this to negotiate with him. But the skull did not want to admit it, and pretended to know nothing about it.

It was just that the skull underestimated Yang Ling. Yang Ling had already anticipated his thoughts and had set up a trap before him, waiting for the skull to fall into it.

Yang Ling did not expose Skull Head's desire for Yu Jue. His words gave Skull Head enough face, and Skull Head felt embarrassed to continue pretending.

"If you can unlock two more seals for me, I will tell you everything I know!"

The skull's current position was very uncomfortable. Although he had long lost his body, his consciousness still existed and he could feel the discomfort.

"I can put you in a comfortable position, but I can't remove the seal. If you can't accept it, I'll go in myself!"

Hearing the words of the skull, Yang Ling shook his head and responded. The skull's power was too strong, and there were people everywhere that they could not afford to provoke. If he really unlocked the two seals, then by then, not to mention Yu Jue, even they themselves would not be able to get out.

"I promise you, but you can't go in. This is both an advice and a warning!"

Yang Ling's words made the skull's expression instantly solemn, as if touching a sensitive point deep in its heart.

"Why exactly?" The skull asked with a hint of urgency.

Yang Ling raised his eyes, staring at the skull with curiosity.

While asking the question, he had quietly performed his tricks, adjusting the posture of the skull, fulfilling the agreement between them.

"Many powerful men from the ancient times and twelve emperors are buried here. Each of them possesses earth-shattering abilities. They are heroes from the human, demon, and witch races, and they choose to rest here..."

As the skull spoke of the palace complex's past, it exuded a respect that was almost worshipful.

If it were not unable to move, Yang Ling believed that it would kneel down before the palace complex to express its endless respect.

Moreover, if what the skull said is true, then the existence that rests here is indeed worthy of respect.

Yang Ling had read about the legend of the Twelve Emperors in ancient books. He originally thought that those people, like Fuxi and Nuwa, were just gods in myths and legends and did not really exist in the world.

The skull continued to tell the story, mentioning the great war between the Twelve Emperors and the Demons hundreds of millions of years ago, which resulted in heavy casualties.

Later, for the sake of peace for all people in the world, they worked together to seal the demons.

The demons were so powerful that the twelve emperors exhausted their entire life's skills to successfully seal them, but they themselves died at the same time.

So, they agreed to find a secret place and spend the rest of their lives together.

Yang Ling had been curious about this story and wanted to explore the place where the twelve emperors fell and its spectacular scene. But at that time he did not completely believe the story of the twelve emperors, so he just thought about it and did not delve into it.

Now that he was there in person, Yang Ling deeply felt the power of the twelve emperors described in the book.

The Skullhead was merely the leader of the soldiers guarding their resting place, yet he was already so powerful, let alone the twelve emperors.

The skull revealed a lot of information about the palace complex behind him, but kept silent about other things. This guy was very cunning, and even after making a deal with Yang Ling, he was still trying to gain more benefits while giving as little as possible.

"Now, it's your turn to tell me about the Moon Jade!" The skull urged, staring at Yang Ling.

Yang Ling already knew most of it, and he didn't intend to deceive the skull, so as not to bring himself unnecessary trouble. He said frankly: "I picked up this jade pendant by chance on the road, and I don't know what it is used for."

Yang Ling's eyes revealed sincerity, and there was no falsehood in his tone. He was telling the truth. The stone box was found on the road of reincarnation not long ago, and the moon jade appeared when he was about to be crushed to death by the palace group. As for the means to deal with the skull, they were all skills he had mastered, but they were strengthened by the moon jade, so that they could work on the skull.

"Boy, you dare to play tricks on me!" Hearing Yang Ling's words, the skull was furious and struggled to get up.

However, Yang Ling had already anticipated its reaction and arranged multiple layers of formations in advance.

Even though the skull was so powerful, it could not break free from its restraints in a short period of time and threaten their safety.

"You have guarded the Twelve Emperors for many years, you have worked hard. Please rest here for a while today!" Yang Ling stood up and gestured to Xu Fu who was not far away, "Let's go in and admire the style of our predecessors!"

If there were not twelve emperors in the palace complex, Yang Ling might not have been so eager to enter.

They finally found the secret realm of Kunlun Mountain, a place full of spiritual energy, so naturally they had to follow the footsteps of their predecessors.

The spiritual energy in the world today is exhausted, and there are fewer and fewer people with the talent for spiritual practice. It is no longer the era of tens of millions of years ago.

The traditions left over from that era, which are still followed by modern practitioners, are now hard to find.

Kunlun Mountain is a fairy mountain recorded in ancient legends. Now that such a secret realm has appeared, Yang Ling will not miss any opportunity that can help him dispel the fog ahead.

Xu Fu didn't understand Yang Ling's thoughts. He thought his master would leave after exchanging information with the scary skull. When he heard that he had to go deeper, he was so scared that his legs went limp.

However, no one could change Yang Ling's decision, so Xu Fu could only follow him obediently and walk towards the nearest palace.

They had not counted them carefully before, but they only knew that there were many palaces here, forming a palace complex, and each palace was similar and difficult to distinguish.

Now, they could easily see that there were twelve palaces in total, surrounding the innermost circle.

There were three palaces pressing against the wall against them, and in the middle there were three more palaces located at the center of the formation, which rarely moved.

There were six palaces in the outermost layer, which surrounded them tightly. Even if they managed to escape from the inner circle, they could not break through the outer circle.

The twelve palaces correspond exactly to the twelve emperors, and each palace is the mausoleum of an emperor.

When Yang Ling and Xu Fu stepped into the first palace, the skies above the other eleven palaces lit up with a faint green light at the same time, which looked extremely terrifying.

"When the emperor is angry, millions of corpses will be buried and blood will flow for thousands of miles... Anyone who trespasses into the tombs of the twelve emperors will suffer misfortune..." The skull was roaring outside, its voice was sad and angry, but it could not be heard inside the palace.

The first palace was magnificent, with white jade walls and golden pavement. It was extremely luxurious, but lifeless, and obviously not prepared for living people. Yang Ling stood in the center of the hall, looked up at the high-hanging ice coffin, bowed slightly and said, "No offense, please forgive me, senior!"

He was only there to seek information about that era and had no intention of destroying the palace or the tombs of the deceased.

As Yang Ling finished his words, a faint ice-blue light appeared on the ice coffin, as if responding to him.

Seeing this, Yang Ling couldn't help but step forward, wanting to see more clearly.

“Master, don’t get too close. Be careful of hidden weapons!” Seeing Yang Ling approaching the ice coffin, Xu Fu, who had been kneeling on the ground and trembling, hurriedly grabbed the corner of his clothes and reminded him.

"I'll be careful, you should be careful too!" Yang Ling nodded gently and pulled his clothes back. Ever since he allowed Xu Fu to touch him, this guy would grab something on his body as soon as he had the chance, using the excuse of fear.

The light on the ice coffin became stronger and stronger, as if attracting Yang Ling to come closer.

As expected, Yang Ling walked over involuntarily. When the ice coffin in the center of the first palace emitted an ice-blue light, the eleven surrounding palaces moved and moved closer to it.

Soon, the twelve palaces were closely connected, leaving no gaps.

This seems extremely strange to outsiders that two completely independent palaces could be merged so perfectly, as if they had never been separated.

The skull also disappeared from its original location. It did not really disappear, but happened to be sitting in the position where the palace moved, and was crushed into the ground by the palace, and its life or death is unknown.

Yang Ling and Xu Fu, who were in the first palace, were completely unaware of the huge changes in the outside world.

Yang Ling's eyes became cloudy, and his expression seemed a little dull. He became like this after approaching the ice coffin, but that was not all. His next move scared Xu Fu so much that he rushed over.

Yang Ling used his spiritual power to condense a half-man-high spiritual power ball in front of him. Xu Fu initially thought that he was going to use this ball to attack the ice coffin, and did not stop him. It was not until he saw Yang Ling urge the spiritual power ball to hit his head that he shouted in horror: "Master, please don't let it get to you!"

Xu Fu hugged Yang Ling's waist tightly, trying to pull him out of the range of the spiritual power ball.

However, it was too late. As soon as he hugged Yang Ling, his consciousness began to dissipate and his body was out of control. It was as if a strange force was controlling him.

When the spiritual power ball was about to hit the two people's heads, Yang Ling's eyes suddenly became clear again.

He grabbed Xu Fu and ran out of the hall. His speed was extremely fast, and after several improvements, he could easily dodge the spirit ball even with one person.

As soon as they turned around, they found that the door had been closed. But they could not hesitate at this time, so Yang Ling led Xu Fu to the door. It was better to think of a solution there than to stay there and wait for death.

The spiritual power ball suddenly hit the center of the hall, releasing a majestic spiritual energy that instantly spread to every corner of the hall. Although Yang Ling had quickly led Xu Fu to the door, the powerful spiritual power still tore their clothes.

Xu Fu gradually regained consciousness, and suddenly felt a chill all over his body. However, he had no time to take care of himself, but immediately turned his gaze to Yang Ling.

"Change your clothes quickly and stop looking, or you will lose your eyes!" Yang Ling had already changed into a brand new dark blue Taoist robe. Feeling Xu Fu's gaze, he calmly ordered. (End of this chapter)