Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

But Bai Yaoyi was seen holding a crystal clear flying sword with her hands clasped together, her eyes slightly closed.

If it weren't for the fact that the faint spiritual fluctuations of this woman could be sensed through the iceberg, and looking at her unusually pale face, ordinary people would almost think that she had died.

But Yang Qian, who knew Bai Yaoyi's magical powers, understood that the other party was not in serious trouble. He did not rush to unseal the girl, but first scanned this layer with his spiritual sense. After finding nothing else, he raised one hand and gently pressed on the giant ice.

With a "puff", a layer of purple flame wrapped around his palm, and then the originally white giant ice was instantly absorbed by the ice flame.

In the blink of an eye, the huge ice suddenly shrank from large to small.

After a while, Bai Yaoyi was finally released from the huge ice.

When the last layer of ice disappeared from the girl's body, Bai Yaoyi's eyelashes moved twice, and then she opened her eyes on her own.

As a result, he saw Yang Qian in front of him at a glance.

Her originally nervous face suddenly relaxed.

"It turns out to be Brother Yang. I thought it was someone else!" The woman smiled weakly, as if her vitality had been greatly depleted.

"If I remember correctly, Brother Bai is practicing ice-attributed skills. Could it be that he froze himself just now?" Yang Qian frowned, and after looking at the beautiful face of the woman, he asked slowly.

"I was indeed seriously injured. In order to repel the enemy, I released the mysterious icy cold energy that I had cultivated for many years in my life-long flying sword. It was quite chaotic at that time. The others and the person who hurt me wanted to enter the next level as soon as possible. I was lucky enough to escape." Bai Yaoyi said with lingering fear.

"Oh, from what you said, it seems that you are not very familiar with the person who made the move!" Yang Qian asked with a raised eyebrow.

"That person should be one of the cultivators who opened the seal. I was in a stalemate with another person at that time, and was attacked by that person secretly. The huge ice formed by Xuan Binghan cannot be broken in a short time unless a cultivator of the late stage personally destroys it. However, I was seriously injured and could not break out either. It was thanks to Brother Yang who rescued me. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous if time went on for a long time. Speaking of which, Brother Yang is really amazing. He dispelled my coldness with just a wave of his hand. Even a great cultivator of the late stage cannot do it so easily." Bai Yaoyi said with a look of surviving a calamity.

Yang Qian waved his hand casually and said, "It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning. Fellow Daoist Bai, I am a little curious, how did you get here?"

"That day, after parting with Fellow Daoist Fu and Brother Yang, we went to the depths of Kunwu Mountain to explore a legendary secret chamber. Fortunately, the heavens and the earth favored us, and we gained a lot. We were originally satisfied and planned to leave. Unexpectedly, strange phenomena suddenly appeared in the Demon Suppression Tower, and the celestial phenomena were astonishing, as if some peerless treasure was about to be born. Alas, people are greedy, and we couldn't resist the temptation after all, so we came all the way here with the mentality of joining in the fun.

As a result, we met many cultivators chasing each other and heading towards the Demon Suppression Tower. There were people from the Yinluo Sect that we knew, as well as another group of cultivators who opened the seal, as well as lion beasts and those few independent cultivators. In fact, seeing so many people with great magical powers in the field, the two of us had regretted and wanted to retreat. But at that time, someone attacked us without any explanation, and we were involved. I was killed all the time and was forced to flee here. However, Fellow Daoist Fu disappeared on the way, and it seems that he found a chance to escape from this chaos. "Bai Yaoyi tactfully told Yang Qian about her experience, and at the same time, she looked at the ugly woman next to her for a few times, and her face became a little uneasy.

Obviously she sensed Gui Ling's monster body and the terrifying demonic aura on him.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Bai. This person is Fellow Daoist Gui Ling. She has already agreed to join forces with me." Yang Qian saw the woman's surprise and said with a smile.

Gui Ling also forced a smile at this time.

"So that's how it is. I was wondering why Brother Yang's intelligence is as confused as ours!" Although Bai Yaoyi didn't believe that the relationship between the ugly woman and Yang Qian was as simple as it seemed, she still felt relieved.

"However, on my way here, I met Fellow Daoist Fu, and he has already died." Yang Qian told the news of the murder of the old man surnamed Fu with a serious expression.

"Fellow Daoist is dead?" Bai Yaoyi was shocked, with a look of horror in her eyes.

"I took care of his body myself. It seems that even his Nascent Soul didn't have time to escape." Yang Qian shook his head. "By the way, Brother Bai's vitality was greatly damaged. What are your plans now?"

After Yang Qian pondered for a moment, he turned to look at the entrance of the floor and asked the girl lightly.

"What else can I do? No matter what kind of treasure is here, I won't have any more delusions. I'm going to leave here immediately and wait outside for the crack to reopen." Bai Yaoyi said without thinking.

"That's good! Then I will say goodbye to Fellow Daoist Bai here. I am quite interested in this treasure." Yang Qian was not at all surprised that Bai Yaoyi retreated, and said goodbye.

"Since Brother Yang is so confident, I will not try to dissuade you any further. Take care of yourself!" Bai Yaoyi said with a wry smile after hearing what Yang Qian said.

"Take care, Brother Bai!" Yang Qian clasped his hands together and ran towards the entrance in the distance.

Gui Ling followed silently.

Bai Yaoyi looked at Yang Qian's back, sighed softly, then took out a medicine bottle from her storage bag, poured out a fiery red pill and swallowed it.

Yang Qian, who had already walked more than twenty feet away, seemed to remember something. He suddenly turned around and asked a question from a distance.

"Friend Bai! Yang has known the reputation of Xiaoji Palace for a long time. May I have the honor to visit it once or twice in the future?"

"Brother Yang, you're joking! Of course I welcome you here." Bai Yaoyi was stunned for a moment and then replied with a bright smile.

"With Brother Bai's words, I will let him go." Yang Qian smiled slightly and walked away without looking back.

Bai Yaoyi and the others saw Yang Qian disappear at the entrance. The smile on her face gradually faded, and a hint of contemplation appeared on her beautiful face.

Although the woman agreed readily, she was naturally surprised and suspicious about what had just been said. She didn't know why Yang Qian suddenly thought of coming to Xiaoji Palace.

The seventh floor was empty, with no one there.

Yang Qian and Gui Ling quickly found the small stone chamber leading to the eighth floor, and the two small black and white teleportation arrays were still there.

Looking at the teleportation array in front of him, Yang Qian touched his chin, his eyes filled with thought.

"Yin Yue, what do you think? These two magic arrays are short-distance teleportation arrays, and should lead to the next level. Isn't it said that something is calling you? Can you sense anything?" Yang Qian paused slightly and asked Yin Yue secretly in his spiritual consciousness.

"Strange, there seems to be something familiar in these two transmission arrays, but the white one seems to be stronger." Yin Yue replied slowly.

"That's enough. Let's go through the white formation. The black one has a faint evil aura that makes me uncomfortable." After a moment of silence, Yang Qian said calmly to Yin Yue.

Before he finished speaking, Yang Qian stepped into the white teleportation array without hesitation.

Seeing this, Gui Ling did not ask any further questions and followed closely, and the two stood side by side.

Yang Qian waved his fingers lightly, and a spell fell accurately on the edge of the magic circle. In an instant, the magic circle shone with white light. The figures of the two people gradually became blurred in the light and finally disappeared without a trace.

Almost at the same time as the figure appeared on the eighth floor.

Yang Qian and Gui Ling immediately one of them put up a shield while the other instantly covered himself with blood-red armor.

After all, I don’t know if there is someone waiting for an opportunity at the teleportation array.

With their experience, they would not neglect this. The attack that was expected did not come, but the roars came like a storm, and the slight discomfort of the transmission disappeared.

After Yang Qian glanced around, he was stunned.

The situation before me is really too chaotic.

Above the sky, flying swords and magical weapons were dancing everywhere, spiritual light was bursting everywhere, and escape light was flying.

Yang Qian only took a quick glance and saw as many as seven or eight figures.

In addition to the lions and beasts, there were also several cultivators with unfamiliar faces, who seemed to be the so-called cultivators of the Ye family.

However, there was no trace of Ge Tianhao and others. I don’t know whether they were killed by someone on the way or they did not arrive at all.

At this moment, these monks did not attack each other, but scattered around a palace. Near the palace was a huge magic circle and dozens of altars.

On each altar there is a white jade stone man several meters tall. These stone men are wearing golden armor and holding huge golden blades in their hands. They are all alive.

They coordinated with the restrictions of this huge magic circle, slashed out golden lights that were meters long, and fought against the monks, seemingly not losing the upper hand at all.

However, the eyes of the nearby cultivators were not all focused on these stone puppets. Instead, many of them looked up at the sky above the palace from time to time while attacking.

Ten feet above the palace, there was a peculiarly designed green ruler floating, emitting a light green light.

This ruler is about half a foot long, with a simple design, and it rotates slowly and continuously.

If this is the case, it is just an ordinary treasure, naturally nothing special, and would not attract the attention of so many monks.

The key point is that every time the wooden ruler rotates a circle, countless light silver lotus flowers suddenly appear nearby, seemingly real and fake, slowly dancing.

In this lotus, there are eight phantoms of spirit beasts of different sizes, looming in and out, looking up at the ruler and making clear chirping sounds, as if they are worshiping the ruler.

"The horned beast, the eight-deer, the golden-scaled dragon." Yang Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, identifying these spiritual figures one by one, and a look of joy gradually appeared on his face.

All of these spiritual shadows were famous monsters in ancient times, and each one was enough to arouse the competition and covetousness of countless cultivators.

"Eight Spirit Ruler! I didn't expect that the three Kunwu elders didn't bring this spiritual treasure to the spirit world!" Gui Ling on the side murmured in surprise with an ugly face.

"Fellow Daoist Gui, it seems that you know a lot about the Eight Spirit Ruler." Yang Qian asked with a slight smile. For a moment, he was not so anxious to take action.

“Although the Eight Spirit Ruler is also a magical treasure that can reach the sky, it was not used very often in ancient times, so its reputation is not as loud as other magical treasures. However, as it can be praised as a magical treasure that can reach the sky, its power is naturally extraordinary and cannot be compared with ordinary magic weapons.” Yin Yue said slowly.

"What's wrong, Yin Yue, are you okay?" Yang Qian frowned and carefully heard the strangeness in Yin Yue's voice.

"I don't know. It's very strange. I clearly didn't recognize this magical treasure before, but just now the detailed information of this treasure suddenly emerged in my mind. And it seems that something in that palace is calling me. No, it's not a thing, it's a very close person calling me! That's not right, it's my other half in there!" Yin Yue seemed to be in a trance and became incoherent.

Yang Qian's eyes flashed, and he recalled the situation in the original book in his mind. When he was thinking about what to say to Yin Yue, the people and lions and beasts in the distance all discovered Yang Qian's arrival, and immediately several hostile or suspicious glances shot towards him at the same time.

With a frown, Yang Qian naturally didn't bother to ask Yin Yue anything in detail. Instead, with a gleam in his eyes, he strode out of the teleportation array and then rose into the air.

Yang Qian's eyes were as calm as water, and he scanned the scene before him calmly.

The remains of the stone man that had been smashed to pieces miraculously re-condensed into shape in a flash of white light on the altar, as if it had never been damaged.

It brandished the golden blade in its hand, releasing a sharp blade light again, piercing straight into the sky.

The lion beast in the distance flapped its wings and flew over quickly, its face full of hatred.

It glared at Yang Qian, with a strong threat in its tone:

"Sir, have you really forgotten the grudge between us? Even if there is a treasure in front of me to tempt me, I don't mind settling our personal grudge first."

Yang Qian did not show any panic when he heard this. Instead, he crossed his arms and smiled mockingly. He said calmly, "Really? Do you think you can do anything to me?"

Seeing this, Gui Ling on the side sighed softly, took a step forward and stood side by side with Yang Qian.

This scene made the lion beast's face instantly become gloomy. It stared at Gui Ling, revealing doubt and dissatisfaction in its tone:

"Fellow Daoist Gui, what do you mean by this? Why do you want to stand on the side of this human cultivator?"

"What do you mean? Do you really know or are you pretending to be confused? You have taken advantage of me so much. You only cared about your own natal card and didn't care about my life or death. Now my natal card is in the hands of others. If I don't want to die, I have no choice but to obey your orders!" Gui Ling's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he suddenly pointed at the lion beast in the distance and started cursing.

This scene shocked all the monks.

The lion beast showed a trace of embarrassment when he heard this, opened his mouth, but immediately closed it.

Speaking of which, these two monsters had a great connection in the past, so naturally they had some friendship. If possible, the lion beast would like to help the ugly woman get her natal card back.

But the situation at that time was so special that he was lucky enough to grab his own natal card, and he really couldn't care about the spiritual natal card.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Gui! I will help you get your natal token back." The lion-beast's expression instantly returned to calm. He turned his head, glanced at the Ye family cultivators who were eyeing him covetously, then fixed his eyes on Yang Qian and spoke in a low voice.

"Now that it has come to this, what's the point of saying all this. I have to follow your orders now. If I have to go against you, don't blame me for being merciless." Gui Ling didn't appreciate it at all and said with a glare in her eyes.

The lion beast paused when he heard this, smiled bitterly, and said nothing more.

Yang Qian looked calm, as if all this was within his expectations.

He thought to himself, if the lion beast really dared to cause trouble for him, then let Gui Ling fight him to the death.

Seeing that so many people paid attention to the newly appeared Yang Qian, several other unfamiliar monks exchanged glances, stepped back, and stopped attacking the stone puppet in the magic circle.

One of the white-robed scholars in the late Nascent Soul stage had a flash of light in his eyes and moved his lips slightly to transmit a message to Yang Qian:
"This Daoist fellow is unfamiliar. It seems that you have some grievances with other people here. I am the great elder of the Ye family, in charge of the lineage of the Great Jin royal family. Daoist fellow, are you interested in joining forces with the Ye family? Our Ye family only wants this Eight Spirit Ruler, and all other treasures in the palace will belong to Daoist fellow. What do you think?"

The eldest elder of the Ye family.
Yang Qian was slightly startled when he heard this, but his face showed no strange expression, and he did not answer anything, but a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. (End of this chapter)