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

"Yes, disciple knows I was wrong!" Xu Fu understood why Yang Ling warned him. He quickly retracted his gaze and took out new clothes from the Qiankun Ring and put them on.

A large pit several dozen meters deep appeared in the center of the hall due to the impact of the spirit ball, and the neatly arranged items were destroyed by the spirit power. From these changes, it is not difficult to see that Yang Ling's strength has been improved to an astonishing level.

"Master, that coffin can devour human consciousness. I wanted to save you, but I lost consciousness as soon as I got close to it!" After changing his clothes, Xu Fu hurriedly pointed at the ice coffin and reported to Yang Ling.

Yang Ling had approached the ice coffin earlier than him, so he naturally understood that feeling.

However, the fact that Xu Fu was able to discover this so quickly is also an improvement.

"Just protect yourself!" After saying this, Yang Ling approached the ice coffin again.

“Master, why are you still going? I can’t even control my own body now, how can I save you!” Xu Fu followed closely behind, trying to stop Yang Ling, his heart filled with fear.

The last experience made him feel as if his consciousness had been taken away and his body no longer belonged to him. He was afraid that he would be lost in this unknown place forever.

Even though it was still early, Xu Fu felt fear deep in his bones.

Yang Ling's strength had obviously improved significantly. If they got close to him and were bewitched again, and summoned a spirit ball like before, they would all die.

"Don't worry about me, you just need to protect yourself!" Yang Ling pushed away Xu Fu who was blocking the way and quickly approached the ice coffin.

Xu Fu's dissuasion was ineffective. Seeing that Yang Ling had entered the range where he had lost consciousness before, he did not dare to follow him. He could only prepare to rush over again to wake up his master.

Yang Ling didn't know what Xu Fu was thinking. With his experience from last time, he had been able to successfully avoid the bewitching power around the coffin and was now standing safely in front of the ice coffin.

There was a charming woman lying in the coffin, but she didn't look like a real person from any angle.

The Skull once said that this was the place where the twelve emperors died, but neither the people who built the palace nor the people who later voluntarily guarded the palace knew where the true bodies of the twelve emperors were.

Therefore, the person in this ice coffin could not be any of the twelve emperors.

If they were not the Twelve Emperors, yet they could lie in the coffins that belonged to them, there was only one possibility.

Yang Ling raised his hand to gather his spiritual power, slapped it on the coffin, and his spiritual consciousness penetrated into it.

When he actually saw the scene inside the coffin, he found that there were only a few spiritual tools inside that looked expensive and full of spiritual energy. They were probably the things used by the twelve emperors during their lifetime.

Yang Ling sensed that danger was approaching and quickly withdrew his spiritual sense, but it was too late.

When he regained consciousness, someone had already grabbed him by the throat.

The human figure in the coffin was just an illusion, but the armored soldiers pouring into the palace from all directions were real.

They exude a strong aura of puppetry, an ancient secret technique that can spontaneously protect the things in the palace even without anyone controlling it.

Yang Ling not only destroyed the items in the palace, but also probed his spiritual consciousness into the coffin. If the person lying in the coffin was any of the twelve emperors, he would have committed a crime of disrespect.

The armored soldiers only carried out orders mechanically. Anyone who approached the coffin and caused damage in the hall was here to disturb the rest of the twelve emperors. They had to eliminate all these invaders.

“A mere puppet wants to take my life?” Yang Ling sneered, gathered his spiritual power in his palm, and raised his hand to chop down.

The puppet's armored shell is extremely hard and cannot be broken by ordinary means.

However, the power Yang Ling is using now has been strengthened by the Moon Jade, and in a sense, it has reached the normal level of the Twelve Emperors' era.

With Yang Ling's current strength, even in the era of the Twelve Emperors, he would be a favored child of heaven.

A favored child of heaven is more than enough to deal with a few puppets.

The puppet that was strangling Yang Ling's throat was smashed into pieces by a palm strike. The armored shell was shattered into pieces, and the bones inside were shaken into powder.

Xu Fu, who was not far away, was stunned. He had always known that his master's strength was unmatched, but in a place like this, they had long lost their original advantages and were like fish on a chopping board.

However, at this moment, Xu Fu changed his mind again. He was the only one who became prey, and his master was still the same master, and his strength would become stronger when facing a stronger opponent.

"Master, save me..." Xu Fu originally wanted to use his most skilled escape skills to avoid the armored soldiers, but after seeing Yang Ling fighting with the soldiers, he was stunned for a moment and was immediately surrounded by several armored soldiers.

These things were vulnerable in Yang Ling's hands, but they were still invincible in other places. They had endless strength and bodies that did not know pain, plus indestructible armor, and anyone would find it difficult to deal with them.

Xu Fu had always valued the knowledge of mental skills and alchemy and equipment refining. As for other skills, martial arts and life-saving methods, he only learned body skills. Now that he was surrounded, his body skills were useless.

Hearing Xu Fu's cry for help, Yang Ling frowned slightly, gathered his spiritual power in his hands, and struck through the air. The moment the spiritual power was shot out, the armored soldiers surrounding Xu Fu turned into powder.

"Go away, get away!" Seeing Yang Ling coming, Xu Fu stood up without hesitation and kicked away the powder and armor fragments that blocked his way, feeling both fearful and arrogant.

"Master, you have saved my life again. I will never be able to repay this kindness even if I work like a slave for you. No matter what happens in the future, I will rush in front of you and do my best for you!" Xu Fu's flattering words this time did not have the slightest intention of currying favor, and seemed to be completely sincere.

He was really scared, and it was precisely because of this fear that he wanted to stay with Yang Ling even more. This experience allowed Xu Fu to see the immeasurable strength of a true alchemist. He was more in awe of Yang Ling than before, and wanted to truly become his disciple and be loyal and filial to him.

"Stop talking nonsense. This is a cenotaph for dealing with outsiders. We have to find a way to leave as soon as possible!" Yang Ling responded as he walked quickly towards the palace gate.

He didn't care about Xu Fu's thoughts, whether it was true or false, it didn't matter to him. Now the most important thing for them was to open the door and leave this trap-like palace.

"These are useful, Master, what I said is from the heart..." Xu Fu chased after him, wanting to say something else to make Yang Ling believe him. But he found that Yang Ling had already started to attack the palace gate, so he had no time to deal with him, and he consciously shut up.

The armored soldiers noticed the two men's location and immediately gathered towards them.

The palace gate closed automatically. I don’t know what material the palace was built with, but it was extremely sturdy.

If it were Ying Zheng, he would not be able to break in even if someone tried to force him to abdicate, and there was even a possibility that the person who was forcing him to abdicate would be killed after exhausting their energy.

Yang Ling tried countless methods, but he couldn't break through the palace gate. He completely gave up the idea of ​​leaving the same way he came in.

"Master, are you almost there? I can't hold on any longer..." Xu Fu's voice came, sounding very tired, but still holding on.

"Don't waste your energy with them, follow me!" Yang Ling raised his hand and beat back the armored soldiers that Xu Fu was struggling to resist, and called him to go somewhere else. Xu Fu had long been accustomed to the amazing strength of his master, so he didn't react too much. After hearing the call, he immediately followed.

The palace gate cannot be used, but there are always small doors and other exits. According to the ancient people's habit of building palaces, it is impossible to leave only one entrance and exit.

Yang Ling had never lived in a palace before and was not used to this environment and layout.

Xu Fu often walked around the Xianyang Palace when he was deceiving Ying Zheng, so the task of finding the exit in this strange palace fell on him.

Xu Fu also knew that he could not help much, but since he finally had the opportunity to contribute, he naturally worked very hard.

He was not familiar with the palace, after all, he was not a member of the royal family who had lived in a palace wall like Ying Zheng since he was a child. But he had lived there for a while, and according to his experience, in addition to the main entrance, the entrance and exit of the palace usually had two side doors and a back door. If the palace was larger, there might be dog holes or something like that.

However, the palace they were in was of similar specifications to the palace where Ying Zheng handled state affairs. Logically, there should not be a dog hole. At this moment, they only needed to find a side door or a back door to escape.

"Master, based on the direction we are heading, it should be easier to find the back door than the side door!" Xu Fu still remembered clearly that when Yang Ling led him out of the hall that day, they were heading in the opposite direction of the main entrance.

If you continue moving forward in this direction, you will definitely reach the back door, because the front door and the back door are always opposite each other.

Yang Ling was naturally aware of these simple truths, but he was not very familiar with the overall layout of the palace, so he needed Xu Fu to lead the way instead of listening to him state these well-known facts.

"If you know where the back door is, please lead the way. Palaces like this often have winding corridors and it is easy to get lost. You need to find the path and take me there!" Yang Ling interrupted Xu Fu impatiently and urged.

Xu Fu heard the urgency in his master's tone, nodded respectfully, and said, "Master, please follow me!"

Ancient buildings often have complex layouts, and the winding corridors make it even more difficult to find the path.

Although Yang Ling has lived in this era for a long time, he has always lived in seclusion in a paradise and has little contact with the outside world.

His experience with complex passages such as the Nine-Turn Corridor was far less than that of Xu Fu.

As soon as the two stepped out of the hall, they saw a nine-curve corridor winding ahead.

Xu Fu stepped forward first, leading the way, and Yang Ling followed closely behind, vigilantly observing the surroundings to ensure the safety of both of them.

Xu Fu walked quickly and had a strong sense of direction, and it was obvious that he was quite familiar with this road. Yang Ling felt relieved when he saw this.

Led by Xu Fu, the two walked through the winding corridor for a long time and finally arrived at the backyard. There was an attic here, and according to common sense, the back door should be behind the attic.

"Be alert and beware of evil spirits!" Before entering the attic, Yang Ling stopped Xu Fu who was about to rush in and warned him.

"Yes, Master!" Xu Fu felt his master's concern and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

Yang Ling walked in front, and Xu Fu followed closely behind. New environments always hide unknown dangers, and it is indeed safer to walk in front at this moment.

There was nothing unusual in the attic, but when the two left, Xu Fu accidentally rubbed against the wall, and his dark robe was immediately covered with white dust. However, the two did not pay attention to this small detail, because the back door had already appeared in front of them, and it was open.

Xu Fu casually brushed off the dust on his sleeves and followed Yang Ling out.

As soon as they stepped out of the back door, they saw a group of well-trained armored soldiers lined up facing the back door.

"Master, should we go back?" Xu Fu lowered his voice and asked cautiously.

"The back door is closed, you have nowhere to retreat!" Before Yang Ling finished speaking, he began to circulate his spiritual power.

As soon as they went out, the back door was slammed shut, as if they were afraid that they would turn around and run back after seeing the armored soldiers.

This was a very thorough precaution, and if the back door had not been closed, they might have returned to the attic.

At this moment, Yang Ling and Xu Fu were trapped in a desperate situation with pursuers in front and no way to retreat behind. Xu Fu's legs were trembling, but he didn't dare to move easily.

"Master, what should we do now?" Xu Fu held onto the corner of Yang Ling's clothes tightly. The sweat from his palms had soaked the corner of his clothes, but neither of them noticed.

"Come this way!" Yang Ling ignored Xu Fu's tight grasp on the corner of his clothes, just called out, and quickly walked towards the east.

They currently only have two directions to choose from, and Yang Ling's location is closer to the east, so he naturally chooses this route.

As soon as the two men moved, the armored soldiers chased them closely, and all kinds of weapons rained down on them.

"How come these puppets know to smash people when they can't catch up!" Xu Fu was hit in the hip by a long spear and almost fell down. Fortunately, Yang Ling reached out and held him up in time.

"Stop talking nonsense and run!" Yang Ling couldn't help but urge Xu Fu when he heard his complaint.

Xu Fu was very good at light martial arts, which he had practiced for escaping. Although he did not use his full strength at this moment, he was surprised that the puppet seemed to have intelligence. Yang Ling wanted to kick him back after hearing this.

Xu Fu did not dare to delay, and immediately responded when he heard the urging: "Yes, Master!"

His agility and lightness skills were indeed amazing, and when he ran at full speed, his speed was even not inferior to Yang Ling.

The situation just now was urgent, and with Yang Ling beside him, he subconsciously relaxed his vigilance and failed to use his skills in time.

Although the armored soldiers were fast, they were puppets after all, and their intelligence was limited. After Yang Ling and Xu Fu took several detours, they successfully left them behind.

The two ran for a long time before they were sure they had gotten rid of the armored soldiers in the first palace. They stopped and took a short rest.

Xu Fu was so tired that he sat on the ground, gasping for breath, while Yang Ling looked around, examining this new environment.

"Do you think this place is similar to the palace we entered before?" Yang Ling asked, gently kicking Xu Fu beside him.

Xu Fu heard the sound and then he remembered to observe the surrounding environment. After a quick glance, he felt more and more familiar. Finally, he stood up suddenly and said in horror: "Are we running back again?"

"This place has not been destroyed, it should be another palace, just with the same internal structure!" Yang Ling shook his head and responded calmly. (End of this chapter)