Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

"This is indeed the first time for me to come to Beiming Island. Your palace is worthy of being the number one sect in the North. Its grandeur is indeed extraordinary." Yang Qian said with a chuckle. The title of Xiaoji Palace as the number one sect in the North is indeed well-deserved.

Hearing Yang Qian's words, the monk surnamed Ren also showed a hint of complacency:
"Brother Yang, thank you for your compliment! But if I were not in a remote place, it would not be difficult for me to join the ten great sects of the righteous and evil sects! By the way, Junior Sister Bai has only gone out once in recent years, ten years ago, and has been in seclusion for the rest of the time. Brother Yang must have met Junior Sister Bai when she went out of the palace last time. And Daoyou has such a high level of cultivation, I wonder which sect you came from? To be honest with you, although I am in the extreme north, I often travel around Dajin, and I know a thing or two about those famous fellows. Even if I have never seen some of the late-stage great cultivators in Dajin, I have heard of them, but Brother Yang is a little unfamiliar." The cultivator surnamed Ren changed the subject and asked about Yang Qian's background indirectly.
Yang Qian chuckled and curled the corners of his mouth.

"Yang is not from Dajin, so it's not surprising that Fellow Daoist Ren doesn't know about me. Fairy Bai does know some of my more detailed origins." Yang Qian looked at the other party and replied with a smile.

"Haha, I see! I was wondering if Dajin really had a high-level cultivator like Brother Yang, how come he has remained unknown all this time!" The man surnamed Ren heard a hint of displeasure in Yang Qian's voice, and he laughed dryly twice, and didn't ask any more questions. After all, he found out that the other party was not a cultivator from Dajin, which was also some gain.

At this time, the two flew to the entrance of the Ice City, and the light suddenly dimmed and they all fell away.

Because there was a faint glow in the sky above the Ice City, the entire area except for the giant mountain was covered. It was clearly an extremely powerful restriction.

Standing under the ice city, Yang Qian felt more and more the beauty of this ice city.

The ice wall of more than thirty feet does not seem very high, but its extraordinary crystal clearness is so fascinating that people are attracted unconsciously.

What is even more amazing is that the entire ice wall is not made of brick-shaped ice, but is crystal clear throughout, as if it was carved directly from a giant piece of ice by magic, without a single crack on the surface.

"Is this the city that Fairy Bingpo built herself?" Yang Qian thought silently in his heart, looking around.

At the city gate, there were more than a dozen monks in white clothes guarding there.

These ape-like spirit beasts are a type of snow ape that grows exclusively in extremely cold regions. Although this beast is not of high level, it is extremely intelligent and easy to tame, so there are many monks who raise them throughout the North.

But these snow apes were a little different. Not only were they much taller than ordinary snow apes, their demonic aura was also at the level of a fourth or fifth-level demon beast, which was almost equivalent to that of a foundation-building cultivator. This made Yang Qian take a few more glances at them.

It seems that Xiaoji Palace, as the largest sect in the north, should have some unique secret techniques for taming these snow apes.

When the monks standing at the city gate saw the monk surnamed Ren coming, they immediately stood with their hands on both sides, calling him "Uncle Master" repeatedly. The man surnamed Ren did not even nod his head, but just said "Hey" lightly and walked past in a dignified manner.

Although those cultivators found Yang Qian unfamiliar, since he was accompanied by his uncle-master, they naturally did not dare to ask any more questions.

But just as Yang Qian walked into the city gate and passed by the snow apes, he saw something unusual.

Several monsters suddenly let out low humming sounds in unison, as if they were frightened by something, and retreated in panic.

A monk from Xiaoji Palace nearby was shocked when he saw this scene. He quickly uttered a series of animalistic scoldings in an attempt to pacify these out-of-control snow apes.

However, these snow apes seemed to be unable to understand his animal language at all. They all hugged their heads with their arms, huddled together, and showed an expression of extraordinary awe towards Yang Qian on their faces.

When the monk surnamed Ren saw this scene, he couldn't help but let out a sigh, and turned his eyes to Yang Qian, with a strange expression on his face. He asked curiously, "Brother Yang, do you have a high-level ape spirit beast? Although these snow apes are mediocre in strength, they have an extremely keen sense of their own kind. To be able to make them so scared, it shows that Brother Yang's spirit beast is extraordinary."

When Yang Qian heard this, he knew that the snow apes were sensing the crying soul in the spirit beast bag, which was why they showed such fear. He said casually, "I did bring an ape spirit beast, but it is usually inconspicuous and rarely used." He said that he had no intention of calling out the crying soul.

The monk named Ren smiled slightly and did not ask any further questions.

So, the two of them walked into the Ice City side by side.

The main street in the ice city is unusually wide, and the ground is also covered with a thick layer of ice, leading directly to the city gate.

From afar, there were few people on the street, most of them were low-level monks dressed in yellow and white clothes. They were walking or standing, like fallen leaves in autumn, dancing in the wind.

On both sides of the street, the houses are arranged in an orderly manner. At first glance, they look like neat rows of soldiers, uniform and orderly.

Rather than calling it a city, perhaps a more appropriate description would be a carefully built castle.

Before Yang Qian had time to take a closer look, the cultivator named Ren beside him moved and turned into a dazzling beam of light, like a meteor across the sky, rushing towards the huge mountains in the distance.

Yang Qian's eyes moved slightly, and he followed closely, turning into a ray of light and chasing after him.

A moment later, the two arrived at the hillside of the giant mountain, and a crystal clear ice platform came into view.

On the ice platform, the cold is overwhelming, but there is a sense of refreshing beauty.

"Brother Yang, from here on, we have to walk up the mountain." The monk surnamed Ren stopped, turned around and smiled at Yang Qian, "Because from now on, it belongs to the inner palace. Even an elder like me has to abide by the palace rules."

Yang Qian nodded slightly to show his understanding. He knew very well that rules were the foundation of the sect and that no matter what one's status was, one had to abide by them.

So the two of them slowly walked up along a crystal clear ice ladder on the ice platform.

It was extremely cold on the ice ladder.

Along the way, one could occasionally see a few disciples from the Xiaoji Palace. When they saw the cultivator named Ren, they all stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

However, towards these inner palace disciples, the elder of Xiaoji Palace was completely different from when he first arrived at the city gate. He smiled and responded to them regardless of their cultivation level.

Yang Qian paid close attention and discovered that these inner palace monks, regardless of their level of cultivation, were indeed all extremely talented.

Moreover, along the way, with Yang Qian's formation-making skills, he discovered at least three or four powerful restrictions that even he was frightened of. It seems that Xiaoji Palace should have a master of formation at the grandmaster level.

This made Yang Qian more interested in Xiaoji Palace, or rather, he was interested in the construction of Xiaoji Palace by Fairy Bingpo.

Just as Yang Qian was deep in thought, the monk named Ren suddenly led him around and around and walked onto a remote path.

This path is completely different from the previous one, it seems more hidden and deep.

Yang Qian couldn't help but look around curiously, wanting to see where this path led to.

After walking for a long time, they finally reached the end of the path.

Before his eyes appeared an ice wall that was several hundred feet high, crystal clear and emitting a faint chill. Yang Qian stared at the ice wall, his eyebrows moved slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, the monk named Ren suddenly raised his hand and waved it. A jade token shining with silver light flew out and headed straight for the ice wall.

A silver glow flew out from the jade plate, flashed away, sank into the ice wall, and disappeared without a trace.

After a moment, the silent ice wall suddenly trembled silently, and the ice wall slowly split in the middle, gently torn by an invisible force, and a passage about two meters wide gradually appeared.

The cultivator surnamed Ren tilted his head slightly and explained to Yang Qian in a low voice: "Those seemingly magnificent palace buildings on the top of the mountain are actually just places for low-level disciples of the inner palace to practice and live. The real high-level inner palace disciples all live in the Hanli Secret Realm behind this ice wall. That is the real core of our Xiaoji Palace. If Brother Yang was not a close friend of Junior Sister Bai, I really wouldn't dare to bring outsiders into this place so easily."

When Yang Qian heard some flattering words from the cultivator surnamed Ren, he smiled faintly but did not agree in his heart. He probably knew more about the Hanli Secret Realm from the original book than the cultivator surnamed Ren.

Moreover, the cultivators here also know a lot about this so-called Hanli Secret Realm, and it has long been no secret.

Otherwise, why would Bai Yaoyi directly ask me to come here, and why would this person bring me here so easily.

However, this man named Ren, who had obviously never had any contact with him before, acted as if he was trying hard to make friends with him as soon as he saw him. It seemed that he really had some feelings for Bai Yaoyi.

Unfortunately, just as flowers may be affectionate but flowing water is heartless, judging from the description in the original novel, Bai Yaoyi has no feelings at all for this monk named Ren.

But now that he saw the other party inviting him in, Yang Qian no longer had any intention of being humble.

The two of them immediately walked into the passage side by side.

The passage is not too long, only about a hundred feet.

The moment Yang Qian stepped out of the passage, the scene before him made him stunned.

Although there were some vague descriptions in the original book, the shock he felt when he was actually there still far exceeded his expectations.

The power of words always seems pale and powerless in the face of reality.

Before our eyes is a fully enclosed valley that is green and full of vitality.

Surrounded by mountain walls, it acts like a natural barrier, isolating this piece of land from the outside world.

In the valley, exotic flowers and plants are in full bloom, colorful and fragrant.

The sunlight shines through the sparse clouds, covering the valley with a layer of golden glow, as if the cycle of the four seasons has stopped at this moment and remained in spring forever.

The valley was quite large, stretching for several miles.

The surrounding mountain walls are a tender green color, like a masterpiece of nature, which is amazing.

And on the hillside of this valley, the pavilions and terraces built against the mountain are even more exquisite.

They are scattered in an orderly manner on the mountain walls, like bright pearls, dotted in this green valley.

In the deepest part of the valley, three majestic palaces stand quietly.

They are not built of ordinary stones, but are carefully carved from pure and flawless white jade, as if three huge pieces of white jade are inlaid in the valley, shining brightly.

These three halls cover a large area, almost one-third of the entire valley, giving people a solemn and mysterious feeling.

Yang Qian stared at the three halls, his expression slightly changed inadvertently, a glimmer of enlightenment flashed in his eyes, and a sense of understanding suddenly arose in his heart.

"This is the Void Spirit Palace!"

Yang Qian cried out secretly, but his face showed no strange expression and he was calm.

He knew very well that from the description in the original book, this Xu Ling Palace was not an ordinary place. It was built by Fairy Bingpo with all her efforts.

It is not only a palace, but also a mysterious relic left by the Ice Soul Fairy.

What’s more important is that deep in this Void Spirit Palace, there is also hidden the most stable spatial node in the human world. That node is the key to the spiritual world and is a treasure land that countless cultivators in the human world dream of.

Thinking this in his mind, Yang Qian carefully looked at the palace in front of him.

These three white jade palaces, except for their different sizes, are exactly the same in style as the Xutian Palace that appeared in the Chaos Star Sea. They are also made of flawless white jade, extremely exquisite and gorgeous, and emit a faint glow. However, compared with the palace floating in the void that day, the volume of these three palaces is only one-third of the size of the Xutian Palace. Yang Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his head and stared again, but saw that the palace door was empty, and there was no plaque on it. Yang Qian touched his nose, but said nonchalantly to the cultivator surnamed Ren:
"Is this the forbidden inner palace of Xiaoji Palace? It is indeed worthy of its reputation, a rare and beautiful place in the world. However, the three majestic palaces in front of us seem to have experienced countless years of vicissitudes. The strange thing is that their styles are exactly the same. I guess there must be a profound origin and story behind them."

"Fellow Daoist, you are talking about the Xu Ling Palace! These three palaces have existed since the day our sect was founded. It is said that they were built by our sect's founder and several good friends with tremendous magical powers. There is something magical about them!" The cultivator named Ren glanced at the three palaces and replied casually.

"Xu Ling Palace," Yang Qian murmured, with a strange look in his eyes.

"Why, Brother Yang, are you interested in the Xu Ling Palace? It's not that I am concealing it intentionally, but this Xu Ling Palace is a forbidden area of ​​our palace, and the secrets inside cannot be revealed easily. Unless something major happens, the Xu Ling Palace can be opened after consultation and consent from more than half of the elders. As for the reasons, please forgive me for not being able to explain it easily." The cultivator named Ren saw that Yang Qian was quite interested in the three palaces, and said with a mysterious smile.

Seeing the other party's expression, Yang Qian chuckled and didn't ask any more questions.

If I were to ask further, I would probably be suspected of spying on the secrets of other sects, which is a big taboo in the cultivation world and is of no small importance.

What's more, Yang Qian knew much more about the inside story than the cultivator named Ren in front of him.

In fact, he could tell this monk named Ren the origin and history of the Xu Ling Palace in detail.

However, at this moment, Yang Qian felt a subtle emotion in his heart, his eyes drooped, and it was unknown what he was thinking. (End of this chapter)