Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

As soon as he entered the stone gate, Master Hanli made a hand gesture and cast a spell on the array plate in his hand. The open door suddenly closed with a roar, and runes of various colors reappeared, flashing with spiritual light.

Upon seeing this, the old woman and the gray-robed monk looked at each other with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoists! Although it is difficult to open the Xu Ling Hall from the outside, it is a piece of cake to open it from the inside. I will temporarily close it to prevent anyone from coming in and disturbing us." Master Hanli explained.

When the two old women heard this, they naturally didn't know what to say.

Yang Qian had an indifferent expression. In his heart, he sneered at Master Hanli's words, but on the surface he seemed not to care about it at all.

After walking more than ten feet, they arrived in front of a row of icicles. White crystal light flashed continuously, dazzling people.

"There are a total of one thousand and eight of these ten thousand year old black ice pillars, all of which have been carefully refined by ancient cultivators. This is the famous 'Ice Soul Frost Array' from ancient times. If you enter this array without the relevant magic tools, you will probably be frozen forever in the blink of an eye by the mysterious cold air in the array. The cold wind we felt outside just now was the icy air generated by this array because it has been closed for thousands of years. Even if the five of us all have the flame of extreme cold, it is still hard to say whether we can survive in this array." Master Hanli reminded calmly.

After hearing this, the old woman and the monk looked at the black ice pillar in front of them, and couldn't help showing doubt on their faces.

"Haha, don't worry, Fellow Daoist Hanli. We are not interested in truly experiencing the power of this formation." Yang Qian glanced at the so-called 'Ice Soul Cold Formation', a strange look flashed in his eyes, and then he chuckled.

Upon hearing this, Master Hanli laughed and then swung the formation plate in his hand towards the endless group of icicles on the opposite side.

Suddenly, a milky white light spurted out from the array plate. Wherever it passed, the white light of the icicles swayed, flashing like phantoms, leaving a passage several meters wide.

There was a continuous white mist on the formation plate. Master Hanli grabbed the formation plate with one hand and walked in.

A group of people followed closely, not daring to fall behind easily.

Yang Qian walked at the end, looking around from time to time.

Each of the black ice pillars was so thick that it took two people to hug them together.

The surface of each icicle appears to be unusually smooth, but if you look closely, you can faintly see runes of various colors rolling inside the icicles. However, as soon as you take a closer look, the runes disappear again. It is truly magical.

Looking up, there was thick pale white cold fog at a height of fifty or sixty feet, and the upper half of the icicle was completely submerged in it, so the whole picture could not be seen.

But one thing is certain, these ice pillars contain terrible icy power. Even if you are several feet away, you can still sense the extreme cold they emit. Although it cannot be compared with the extremely cold flame, this kind of cold power is by no means comparable to ordinary cold air.

No wonder Master Hanli is so confident.

While Yang Qian was thinking, the group had walked hundreds of feet away, and these ice pillars seemed endless, always tightly arranged on both sides. It was hard to believe that there were only a thousand or so. The formation was truly magical.

This situation surprised everyone else.

As a result, after walking for a whole cup of tea, they finally saw light. After walking out of the icicles, they saw an altar-like platform in front of them, which was more than 20 meters high and more than 100 meters wide.

The entire platform was as white as jade, covered by a layer of light blue light curtain. On both sides was a light golden side door, about 25 feet high, with several ancient talismans pasted crosswise on the surface. They were sealed, as if leading to somewhere else.

When Master Hanli saw this light curtain, he showed a relieved expression on his face, put away the array plate in his hand, and strode forward to the altar. He raised his hands, blue light flashed, and the dry blue ice flame was released, instantly turning into a layer that wrapped around his palms.

As his five fingers shook, his hands actually pressed directly on the light curtain.

Suddenly, the blue flame and the light curtain intertwined and flickered, and the entire altar light curtain trembled slightly, and then a layer of dazzling light appeared all over, as if it had turned into a tangible object. Then, with a crisp "bang", the entire light curtain shattered like crystal with Master Hanli's hands as the center.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared.

Master Hanli swayed without hesitation and stood on the altar.

Yang Qian and others also turned into a beam of light and appeared beside Master Hanli.

At this time, Master Hanli put his hands behind his back and looked down at the ground in front of him.

Yang Qian looked in that direction and discovered that in the middle of the altar, there was actually an odd magic circle engraved on it. It was over twenty feet in size, but there was actually a pattern of a giant tripod in the middle. The style was clearly nine out of ten similar to the Xuhuang Tripod in his body. In other words, the pattern of this giant tripod was exactly the Xutian Tripod.

Yang Qian glanced at him indifferently, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, have you seen a similar magic array before?" Mr. Hanli, whether intentionally or unintentionally, glanced at Yang Qian's face and asked directly.

Yang Qian sneered in his heart, but his face showed no surprise. He showed a strange look and slowly replied:
"Yes, I have seen something similar in an ancient cave before. But if you look closely, it is slightly different. It is just a momentary illusion."

"Really?" Master Hanli twitched the corner of his mouth as if smiling, not knowing whether he really believed what Yang Qian said, and did not ask any further questions.

Instead, he flicked his sleeve, and the small tripod with dry blue ice flames flew out from his sleeve, circled and then hovered in the middle of the magic circle.

When Yang Qian saw this, a look of sarcasm appeared on his face.

Others couldn't help but hold their breath and stare at the scene without blinking.

Master Hanli held up a flower with one hand and shot the other hand towards the small tripod into the air.

With a muffled "bang" sound, the small tripod quickly grew in size, and then with a puff, an extremely fierce blue ice flame emerged from the tripod, instantly covering every inch of the surface of the small tripod, and the huge tripod from before reappeared.

At this time, Bai Mengxin and the middle-aged man in green shirts on the side also stepped forward at the same time, raised one hand, and each spewed out a white flame and a black flame, hitting both sides of the magic circle on the ground at the same time.

Suddenly there was a loud "boom" sound, and the magic circle was flashing with spiritual light everywhere, which was actually stimulated by the two cold flames. The giant tripod pattern in the middle was emitting a dazzling blue light, and then the light slowly emerged, and it turned into a blue light tripod.

The giant tripod that was originally suspended above the magic circle, the first-class light tripod, completed its emergence and suddenly fell down under the control of Master Hanli. The two flashed blue light wildly and merged into one in an instant.

Then, with a loud bang, the giant tripod landed steadily in the middle of the magic circle. A strange spell suddenly rang out from Master Hanli's mouth, and the dry blue ice flame suddenly erupted from the giant tripod like a volcanic eruption, covering the entire magic circle in an instant.

As soon as the magic circle came into contact with these dry blue ice flames, a dazzling spiritual light erupted, and then the entire altar began to tremble violently.

And a crack slowly appeared in the magic circle with the giant tripod as the center, and it was getting bigger and wider.

The old woman, the monk and others flew into the air and looked down in surprise and doubt.

I saw that the huge tripod that was spewing blue flames was now completely suspended in the air, and in the crack below it, a milky white light was faintly emerging, as if the inside was brightly lit.

"Here is the largest secret treasure of this Xu Ling Palace, the Xuan Yu Cave! Although this cave is not big, the Xuan jade inside has existed in it since ancient times. It is the ancient cultivators who used their tremendous magic power to condense an entire Xuan jade vein into a cave! Although there is only one letter difference between the ten thousand year Xuan jade and the ten thousand year Xuan ice, it is impossible for you Daoists not to know the difference. And outside this palace, even if you dig all over the north, you can't find many pieces of ten thousand year Xuan jade." Master Hanli stared at the crack on the altar and said with a hint of pride on his face.

The middle-aged man in green shirt and Bai Mengxin also looked excited, with fiery light flashing in their eyes.

"That's right. If I hadn't heard fellow Taoist talk about the Xuanyu Cave before, we would have found it hard to believe that your palace still has such a secret treasure. You don't need much of this ten-thousand-year-old Xuanyu. Just a fist-sized piece can be mixed into a magic weapon, and it can immediately give the magic weapon the power of ice and cold. It can emit amazing cold air to hurt the enemy invisibly. How can it be compared with materials like Xuanbing?" The gray-robed monk looked at the crack and said with some emotion.

The old woman looked at the crack, her eyes also shining.

Yang Qian quietly stroked the smooth surface of the thunder sword with his fingers in his sleeve, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he did not say anything.

"I have already told Junior Sister Bai and Junior Brother Ouyang that no matter whether the three of you can help me break through the bottleneck of the Spirit Transformation, I will give the three of you a piece of Ten Thousand Years Mysterious Jade as a token of my gratitude." Master Hanli took in the expressions of Yang Qian and the other two, and suddenly said with a smile.

"My dear teacher, are you serious?" The old woman was a cold and arrogant person who never smiled. But when she heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she asked with a bit of urgency in her voice.

"As the Grand Elder of Xiaoji Palace, I am able to do these things." Master Hanli said, shaking his head.

As soon as these words were spoken, even the gray-robed monk, who had been expressionless all this time, showed a hint of joy between his brows.

After all, the Ten Thousand Year Black Jade is a material that is almost extinct in the outside world and is something that is priceless.

Even if you have spirit stones, there is nowhere to buy them.

And if you can get it and mix it into your own magic weapon, it will naturally increase the power of the magic weapon by two points.

When Yang Qian heard Master Hanli's promise, he sneered in his heart.

He knew clearly that the dwarf had no intention of letting him leave here alive.

With such an attractive reward, I am afraid that any uninformed cultivator would be tempted and give his all.

However, once he exerts his full strength, his magic power will inevitably be greatly reduced. Wouldn't that be a good thing for this cruel and merciless dwarf?

Once he exerts his full strength, his magic power will definitely be consumed a lot, and in the end all of it will go to the dwarf, Master Hanli.

Unfortunately, the other party made a wrong calculation.

"Okay, let's go into the Xuanyu Cave now! The cold air in the Xuanyu Cave is extremely strong. Fellow Taoists must use the Extreme Cold Flame to protect themselves once you enter, otherwise you may not be able to resist it. Fortunately, there is a specially opened place in the cave that can resist the erosion of the Xuanyu cold air. It is a place for us to meditate and restore our magic power. Otherwise, even I can't stay in there for long." Master Hanli reminded.

Then the dwarf opened his mouth and a ball of blue fire spurted out of his mouth, turning into a big blue bird that flew straight to the top of his head, but after circling for a while, it spread its wings and rushed down, diving into the dwarf's body.

Suddenly, with a clear sound, the shadow of a large bird flashed behind Master Hanli and disappeared, but a layer of blue ice flame burst out and wrapped him in it.

He made a hand gesture, moved his body, and floated down into the crack.

Bai Mengxin, the old woman and others also cast spells, releasing their cold flames again and flying towards the crack.

Yang Qian glanced indifferently at the pale golden side doors on both sides, then looked at the huge tripod floating above the crack, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

But he suddenly remembered something, and after smiling silently, he followed under the protection of a layer of Shura Holy Fire.

As soon as he flew into the crack, a layer of milky white cold light swept over, and as soon as it came into contact with Yang Qian's purple flame, it made a strange "sizzling" sound. The two were like incompatible like water and fire, causing the purple flame to flicker and shake constantly.

Yang Qian snorted coldly, rubbed his hands together again, and released a stream of Shura Holy Fire to add to the protection, allowing his ice flame to stabilize again.

Only then did he have time to look around.

The so-called Xuanyu Cave is actually just an underground cave.

However, this cave was actually formed by a rare black jade vein in the world. These strange materials, which are several times colder than the ten thousand year old black ice, are the size of rice grains and are scattered all over the two sides of the cave, flashing a milky white cold light. The further they slide down, the denser the cold light becomes, and the sound of it hitting the purple flame gradually becomes as dense as rain hitting banana leaves.

Yang Qian recalled the description in the original book, and first looked at the people below calmly, as if no one noticed him for a while.

Without thinking, he reached out to grab the cold light in the air, and with his powerful magic power, he sucked a ray of cold light into his hand, wrapped it in purple flames, and stared at it.

It seemed to be just ordinary cold air, nothing special, but Yang Qian's eyes focused, and he suddenly injected spiritual power into his pupils. As a result, after his eyes flashed blue, a look of "as expected" flashed across his face.

Under Ming Qing's spiritual eyes, these milky white cold lights actually took on a solid form, and kept expanding and contracting under the purple flames, as if they were alive. They were not afraid of the extreme coldness of the Shura Holy Fire at all, and the two could not blend together at all.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qian was not surprised but happy.

These are just the spontaneous attacks of the cold air. If someone could manipulate it to gather in large quantities and attack one point, I'm afraid his Shura Holy Fire would not be able to resist it.

His mind raced with thoughts, and he suddenly remembered something. He rubbed his hands together quickly again, and this time a ray of red and silver flames emerged from the purple flames on his hands. (End of this chapter)