Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

The beautiful woman seemed to be very aware of Bai Yaoyi's importance to Yang Qian, so she was very respectful to Yang Qian on the way. She answered all the questions that Yang Qian asked casually, which made Yang Qian quite satisfied.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them arrived in front of an attic. But before they could go in, a baby-faced young woman, dressed like a maid and with a very petite figure, hurried out of the attic.

"Greetings, Uncle Master Yan!" The maid seemed to know the beautiful woman and hurried forward to greet her.

"Junior sister Hua, this Senior Yang is our master's honored guest, and he will live here from now on. You must serve him well. If you neglect him in any way, our master will blame you and I will be punished as well." The beautiful woman straightened her face and gave the order solemnly.

"I will do my best." The woman was shocked when she heard this and immediately replied respectfully.

At the same time, she couldn't help but look up at Yang Qian. Seeing that Yang Qian was looking at her, she quickly lowered her head.

Yang Qian saw it and smiled slightly.

"Senior Yang, if you are not satisfied with Junior Brother Hua, you can always replace him with someone else to listen to your orders!" The beautiful woman turned around and said to Yang Qian.

"No need, she can do it." Yang Qian shook his head and strode into the attic.

The two girls followed in immediately.

The attic was well decorated, but what satisfied Yang Qian the most was that there was a simple restriction on the second floor of the attic, which allowed the monks living there to not worry about being secretly spied on without their knowledge.

So, Yang Qian sent the beautiful woman away with a few polite words and decided to settle down here temporarily.

To be honest, he had been traveling almost non-stop since he set out from Xuelian Mountain. It was really time for him to take a good rest so that he could recover to his best condition.

For the next two days, Yang Qian seemed to be isolated from the world. He sat quietly on the second floor of the attic, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, without stepping out of the room.

Because he knew very well that although he seemed to have settled here casually, there must be countless high-level monks from Xiaoji Palace who were secretly watching his every move.

After all, the sudden appearance of a great foreign cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage in any sect would inevitably arouse everyone's vigilance and suspicion.

Naturally, Yang Qian didn't want to be too ostentatious and attract attention.

Even if he is still concerned about the matter of the Xu Ling Palace, he will never act rashly now.

As for the maid who was specifically responsible for obeying his orders, Yang Qian did not give her any further instructions except for saying two words at the beginning.

In this way, on the morning of the third day, he was sitting quietly on a cushion without moving. Suddenly, his expression changed, purple light flashed around him, and a series of roars broke out all around him, as if something exploded one after another.

Then Yang Qian's eyes suddenly opened, and he said in his heart "Here it comes". His expression instantly became solemn, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

Because just now, suddenly a divine consciousness, like a hurricane, penetrated the attic restriction and headed straight for him, but was bounced back by his unceremoniously cast spell.

Although the power of this divine consciousness is slightly inferior to his, he can still feel the powerful aura of a late Nascent Soul cultivator contained in it.

"I don't know if it's Master Hanli or the Palace Master of Xiaoji Palace... According to the time calculation, the possibility of Master Hanli seems to be greater." Yang Qian thought to himself, and at this moment, a delicate voice like that of a baby suddenly came to his ears.

"Are you Fellow Daoist Yang? I am Master Hanli. Are you interested in meeting me?"

"Master Hanli!" Yang Qian curled his lips. This person was none other than the grand elder of Xiaoji Palace.

This person is an extremely mysterious figure in Dajin. Although everyone in the north knows that he has great magical powers, the strange thing is that no one has ever seen him take action.

It seemed that becoming the Grand Elder was a matter of overnight.

Yang Qian's other purpose for coming to Xiaoji Palace was to meet Master Hanli, so after a brief hesitation, he decided to meet this person. He immediately sent a telepathic message to the divine thoughts hovering nearby:
"Since Daoist Fellow Hanli has invited me so warmly, how can I refuse? I will pay my respects to you right away."

"Haha, very good! My spirit beast will be there soon, and Fellow Daoist Yang just need to follow the beast. I will be waiting for your arrival at my residence!" Seeing that Yang Qian agreed immediately, Master Hanli seemed very satisfied, and his tone became kinder.

Then there was a flash of white light, and the divine consciousness dissipated and disappeared.

Yang Qian did not move immediately. Instead, he stared at the ground for a long time before he slowly stood up and went downstairs.

The baby-faced maid was sitting on a chair on the first floor, looking at a jade slip in her hand. When she saw Yang Qian coming down, she immediately stood up in surprise.

Yang Qian just nodded at the woman, then walked out of the attic door without paying any more attention.

The woman was completely confused and didn't know what was going on.

With her level of cultivation, it was impossible for her to know the collision of divine thoughts that had just occurred upstairs.

Yang Qian walked outside and saw what he was looking for almost at first glance.

A small animal that looked like a big cat crouched on a small tree nearby, looking at Yang Qian with yellow eyes. Its fur was shining golden, as if it was made of pure gold, and was extremely eye-catching.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the little animal carefully, and a look of surprise gradually appeared on his face.

"Golden Wind Cat! It really is such a strange beast! I heard that this beast is a twin beast. Once it goes out, there must be one female and one male. The art of hiding is extremely wonderful. I don't know whether it is true or not." Yang Qian muttered to himself, and his face returned to normal, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at other trees. Suddenly, his eyes moved, as if he had discovered something.

The golden raccoon seemed to have finally confirmed Yang Qian's identity. It made a low humming sound, and sure enough, a golden light flashed on a nearby small tree, and another small animal flew out from the trunk. It was only half a foot long and slightly smaller than the previous one.

Yang Qian smiled faintly. With his powerful spiritual sense, he had already spotted the little beast hiding in the tree trunk. If it were an ordinary late-stage cultivator, he might not be able to find it.

The two golden raccoons came together, rubbed their heads against each other, and immediately turned around and ran in the same direction.

Before Yang Qian could think too much, his body was filled with spiritual light and he turned into a purple light and chased after the two beasts.

While in hot pursuit, an incredible scene occurred.

The shape of one of the golden raccoons blurred slightly, and it disappeared without a trace right under Yang Qian's eyes.

Yang Qian narrowed his eyes and quickly spread his spiritual sense to the surroundings, only then did he vaguely discover the trace of the beast.

Even so, it is truly amazing.

Suddenly, Yang Qian's expression changed, and he injected his magic power into his eyes. Immediately, his pupils flashed blue light, and then they kept scanning the surroundings.

Finally, near the other little animal leading the way, they found an extremely blurry and invisible shadow, which was the other invisible golden raccoon.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qian smiled with satisfaction. Whether it was his spiritual sense or his clear and bright eyes, they were enough to find the trace of this beast. Although he was not afraid of anything in this small palace, it would be a bit uncomfortable if there was an undetectable monster next to him.

The speed of the two golden wind raccoons' escape was not very fast, but it was just a little faster than their usual flying skills. Yang Qian naturally followed the two beasts more than ten feet away with ease.

Naturally, they met many monks from the inner palace along the way. They were stunned when they saw Yang Qian's unfamiliar face, but then when they saw the golden wind raccoon running in front, they immediately retreated as if they were dazed, as if they were very familiar with this beast.

However, Yang Qian's late Nascent Soul cultivation level also made several high-level cultivators look suspicious, but after looking at each other, they did not dare to step forward to stop him.

Following the beast, Yang Qian turned east and west, bypassed several buildings, and finally arrived in front of a stone gate built on the mountain wall.

This stone gate was not very big, only about five or six feet high, but it emitted a pale yellow light all over, with runes flashing on it, as if someone had placed an extremely powerful restriction on it.

Yang Qian paused, narrowed his eyes and stopped his escape.

The pair of golden raccoons flashed and disappeared directly into the stone gate, as if they were invisible bodies.

Yang Qian was startled, and before he could react, the stone door flashed with light, and opened with a rumbling sound, revealing a crystal clear passage.

The walls of this passage were covered with a thick layer of frost, like the entrance to an ice cave.

The pair of golden raccoons were standing at the entrance of the passage, looking back at Yang Qian with their round eyes, extremely spiritual.

The other one that was originally invisible also revealed its figure at this time.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, please come in! I'm a little embarrassed and cannot get up to greet you." A low laugh sounded in Yang Qian's ears.

Yang Qian raised his eyebrows, strode forward without saying a word, and walked inside.

When the pair of golden raccoons saw Yang Qian following them, they immediately turned around and ran along the passage.

Yang Qian followed closely behind, seemingly slowly but actually in a hurry. After turning a few corners, he felt the cold air in the passage becoming increasingly chilly, and it suddenly began to move downwards.

His mind moved, and he moved downwards without hesitation.

After a full cup of tea, when Yang realized that the temperature around him was almost enough to melt ice with his breath, he finally reached the end of the corridor. The golden raccoon dove into a white hall in a flash.

The entire hall is made of a kind of translucent jade, and the surface exudes a faint cold light. It is actually made of ten thousand years of black ice.

As soon as Yang Qianfang stepped into the hall, he immediately felt the extreme cold, but he was mentally prepared. Immediately, purple flames began to flow on his body, and he acted as if nothing had happened.

The purple flame on the body's surface was naturally seen by Master Hanli.

"It's really true. Fellow Daoist Yang really possesses the flame of extreme cold!" A somewhat surprised voice came from the middle of the hall. Yang Qian turned sideways calmly, looked over with flashing eyes, and narrowed his eyes.

"Qianlan Ice Flame!" he whispered to himself.

There was an extremely huge crystal pillar at each of the four corners of the hall. They were like the arms of giants, supporting the hall steadily.

In the center of the hall, a huge blue tripod stood quietly, with a diameter of five or six feet.

From the cauldron, wisps of light blue flame slowly rose. Yang Qian was very familiar with that kind of coldness and spiritual pressure. It was the Qianlan Ice Flame.

"Fellow Daoist Yang actually also recognizes the Qianlan Ice Flame. This really surprises me even more." A light exclamation came from behind the giant cauldron. Then, as the figure swayed, a three-foot-tall dwarf slowly walked out from behind.

His face was full of wrinkles, like an old tree carved by time, but his eyes were bright and lively.

He was wearing a blue robe, and his long snow-white beard hung down to his chest, swaying gently with his movements.

The dwarf looked directly at Yang Qian, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, as if he was a little surprised by Yang Qian's knowledge.

"Fellow Daoist, are you Master Hanli?" Yang Qian's expression did not change much. He glanced at the other party's cultivation level and then asked with his hands slightly bowed.

"Yes, I am indeed Hanli! But the name of Master Hanli is just a respectful title for the great elders of Xiaoji Palace throughout the ages. My real name is Shixiang, but not many people know that." The dwarf said to Yang Qian with a flash in his eyes, and then he raised his hand calmly, and a spell hit a crystal pillar in the corner.

Suddenly, there was a flash of white light, and bright lights shone brightly on the ground in several places in the hall, and several pale white futons emerged out of thin air.

"Because I seldom have guests here, I don't usually prepare any tables and chairs. I hope you can forgive me!" said the dwarf with a smile.

"Master, you are too polite. People like us who practice Taoism don't need to be so particular." Yang Qian smiled slightly, walked over calmly, and sat cross-legged on a cushion, his eyes still looking at the big cauldron again.

At first glance, the shape of this giant cauldron is surprisingly similar to the Xutian Cauldron, and its magical powers are quite extraordinary. The power of the Qianlan Ice Flame is confined within the cauldron, and none of its power has leaked out.

Otherwise, this hall would have been frozen long ago and it would be impossible to enter it.

But even so, this tripod is far inferior to the real all-powerful magical treasure Xutian Ding, not to mention the Xuhuang Ding in Yang Qian's hand.

Although Yang Qian and Master Hanli had not yet had a deep conversation, an inexplicable intuition surged in Master Hanli's heart, making him firmly believe that Yang Qian in front of him was the person he had been looking for for many years. He sat on the futon opposite Yang Qian, with a rare sincerity on his face.

"Brother Yang, perhaps you are confused at the moment, but please listen to me carefully." Master Hanli spoke, his voice full of sincerity and expectation, "The reason why I invited Brother Yang here is because I heard that you can easily swallow two ice spirit fruits without any harm. This news made me moved and gave me some ideas. And today, after seeing the extremely cold flame that Brother Yang practiced with my own eyes, I am even more convinced that you are the person I have been looking for."

Yang Qian raised his lips slightly, revealing a half-smile. He said calmly, "Master, although you said this, I am still confused. I wonder if you can help me clear up my confusion and explain the reasons and intentions behind this in detail?"

"Brother Yang, there is no need to worry too much. I invited you here because I heard that you could swallow two Ice Spirit Fruits in a row without any problem. So I had some thoughts in my mind. But now that I see that you have cultivated the Extreme Cold Flame, there is no need to test anything anymore. You are truly the person I have been looking for." Master Hanli said with a smile on his face.

"Is this the person you want to find? What's the meaning of this?" Yang Qian asked with a raised eyebrow even though he knew the answer.

Master Hanli's eyes sternly turned serious. He asked Yang Qian, "Brother Yang, can you tell me the name of the purple flame on you? Although I know several kinds of purple spiritual flames, I have never heard of purple flames with ice attributes. I hope you can teach me."

Yang Qian glanced down at the purple flames dancing on his body, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he replied casually: "This cold flame is obtained by my random practice, and it has no official name. For the sake of convenience, Yang will casually call it 'Shura Holy Fire'. Although it may not be comparable to the dry blue ice flame, its power is also quite considerable."

He would not reveal the true power of this flame, after all, Master Hanli was not someone who could be easily dealt with. However, Yang Qian did not reveal all his cards, because if he revealed a little bit of the aura of Taiyin True Fire or Taiyang Essence Fire, Master Hanli would be so scared that his eyes would pop out.

As for the purple flame he just released, it was actually a wisp of Shura Holy Fire that he first refined.

This move was exactly his second purpose for coming to Xiaoji Palace. (End of this chapter)