Please bring your best friends to practice immortality

Chapter 324 Xuanwu Spirit Horse
Someone pushed open the door of the hall from the outside, and the door opened, revealing the scene inside the hall. However, they saw that the layout of this hall was exactly the same as that of the hall next to it, except that there was a huge bronze tripod on the ground in the middle. The big cauldron is about half a foot high and has a circumference of one foot. There are three legs under the bronze cauldron. It is made of a statue of the God of Fire, Gonggong, with his head bowed and carrying the cauldron. On the top of the cauldron, there is a pattern of a dragon spitting fire and coiled around it. On the lid of a cauldron is a complicated fire-gathering formation, with ninety-nine fire stones arranged in strange patterns.
"Ah...what a magic weapon!"

The uncle exclaimed in surprise. He was also a discerning person. He could tell at a glance that this bronze cauldron was a relic from ancient times. Look at the dragon on it. The carving is lifelike, and his eyes are shining brightly. Between the bared teeth and claws, the true majesty of the true spirit was fully displayed, and the dragon's breath that rushed towards his face was as if it were real. Uncle Master stood there blankly, a little unbelievable that the master of such a treasure would not take it and let it lie idle. this,

"I...couldn't have been wrong!"

Uncle Master couldn't believe his eyes.
"Roar……"

A dragon roar suddenly reached his ears, and the dragon on the tripod suddenly came to life. It opened its mouth towards him, and a stream of pure spiritual energy rushed to his face, turning into fine water droplets. The uncle was brought back to his senses by Panlong's spit, and he was overjoyed.
"An ancient magic weapon! It's it... it's it, it must be it. It must be the dragon on this cauldron swallowing the spiritual energy, so that it can escape every noon... The dragon on this cauldron can spit out such Pure spiritual energy, then... in this cauldron... there is no telling... there are some heaven-defying treasures hidden in this cauldron!"

Thinking of this, he was so happy that he didn't know what to do. He stretched out his hand to touch the dragon that stared at him and opened its mouth. But he was afraid of hurting the treasure, so he stretched out his hands from a distance outside the palace door but was at a loss. He shrank back, grinning sillyly,
"Roar……"

The dragon spat on his face and sprayed cold spiritual energy on his face. The uncle finally calmed down a little and thought to himself,

"The dragon soul is refined in this ancient magic weapon. I'm afraid it's not easy to recognize its owner. No wonder the sect master doesn't dare to move it easily..."

Now he stepped in and wanted to get closer and take a closer look, but suddenly his body sank and his knees went weak.
"Pfft..."

People knelt on the spot,
"Roar……"

When the dragon saw it, he swam around the tripod and opened his mouth wide, as if he was laughing at him. The uncle looked at the surface of the masonry with runes on the ground, and then he understood,

"No wonder the master has sealed the palace door. If a low-level disciple comes in, he will be drained of his spiritual power on the spot!"

So he was so frightened that he struggled and climbed out quickly. When he got outside the palace, he took out the jade pendant of the general hub and thought to himself,
"If you want to go in and get the treasure, you need to close the formation here first..."

At that moment, the spiritual power was poured into the jade pendant, and a white light shot out. The whole hall was shaken, and the runes on the ground flashed for a while, and then disappeared completely. The uncle tried to take a step forward, and sure enough, that huge wave of light flashed out. There was no more suction.

Uncle Master walked briskly to the big cauldron. When he got closer, he looked at the cauldron, and the simple and thick prehistoric aura hit his face. This is a treasure that can only be forged by immortals!
"What a magic weapon!"

The uncle walked around the cauldron, and the dragon followed him around. When their eyes met, the uncle actually saw a bit of sarcasm in the eyes of the dragon. Come, I thought to myself,

"As expected, he is indeed an ancient true spirit. After so many years, his spirituality is still there. Look at that stern look in his eyes. This is a true dragon!"

When he thought that this ancient treasure and the top magic weapon inside would be his, the uncle trembled with excitement and walked around the cauldron again. Only then did he realize that he didn't know how to conquer this cauldron. After thinking about it, He took out the jade pendant and murmured,

"I don't know if this thing can be used as a cauldron?"

Even if it is placed in this illusion, it must be imprisoned by the magic circle, and I don't know if it can be moved out.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a voice in his right ear saying,

"This thing is the main hub of the illusion and it's not a cauldron. How can it be collected?"

"Someone!"

He subconsciously turned his head to see who was speaking, and on the other side, a white hand waved in front of him, and the jade pendant on his hand disappeared.
"who is it?"

After the uncle suddenly turned to the left, he saw two women standing behind him, one was tall and fit, smiling with a mouth full of white teeth, and the other was slender and soft, playing with the jade pendant in her hand.

"Eleven, tell me, if we had obtained this thing quickly, would we have trapped those two rat spirits here?"

After being trapped here for decades by Taoist Zihua, no matter how soft-tempered Pu Yanlan was, he was still locked up!

Gu Shiyi laughed and said,

"How about we try to set up a trap and imprison those two rat spirits?"

Pu Yanlan snorted and said,

"Sooner or later they will be imprisoned one day..."

Then he pointed to the uncle in front of him and said,
"Let's ask this person first, what's the situation outside now?"

Gu Shi nodded and stretched out his hand towards the uncle. The uncle was startled and stepped back. A white light flashed in his hand, and two three-pointed thorns appeared in his hand.

"Who are you? Why are you here? What do you want to do?"

No one answered any of the three questions he asked. Instead, the delicate wheat-colored hand passed through the two magic weapons he had blocked in front of his chest as fast as lightning and grabbed his collar.

"boom……"

Before he could react and use the magic weapon, a fist hit him on the bridge of the nose. The man's eyes were filled with stars and his nose was bleeding.

"This...this...what's going on, why...why can't I even block the divine light of body protection?"

Uncle Master was panicked. He had been a cultivator for a long time and was used to fighting with magic weapons. He was so close to fighting all of a sudden that he really didn't react. His body-protecting divine light was like a thin veil in front of Gu Shiyi. It seemed like it would break with just one poke. Gu Shiyi smiled and punched him several times, causing the man to scream and his head was covered with blood. Finally he couldn't bear it anymore and begged for mercy,

"Spare your life! Spare your life! Two fairies, spare your life!"

Gu Shiyi laughed and threw him to the ground, and stepped on it with one foot. The man immediately felt as if he was being crushed by a mountain, unable to move. He could only lie there and yell,
"Fairy, please spare your life. We...we have something to say!"

Gu Shiyi laughed and said,

"Of course you have to say it well. Let me ask you, are you from the Baekje sect?" The man nodded and said,

"Yes, I am the 39th generation disciple of Baekje Sect..."

"Hmm... is your sect master still a rat spirit now?"

Rat spirit?
The man was stunned for a moment, then nodded,
"Exactly...yes...exactly..."

Gu Shiyi asked again,
"Where did the other rat spirit go?"

"another……"

The man was stunned again, then reacted and said,
"Are you talking about Taoist Ziye?"

Gu Shi nodded,

"Exactly..."

"After Taoist Ziye was brought back by the sect master himself fifty years ago, he was imprisoned in the back mountain. None of the disciples in the sect could see him. I wonder what is happening to him now?"

"Oh……"

Gu Shiyi and Pu Yanlan looked at each other, knowing that the rat spirit was probably in a bad situation, so he asked again,

"Have you ever seen an old horse?"

The man was stunned,
"Horse? What horse?"

Gu Shiyi thought for a while and said,

"The belly of one horse is quite big, but it is a bit thinner, and its hair is quite long..."

"The belly is quite big..."

The man thought about it and suddenly said,
"Oh...are you talking about the Xuanwu Spirit Horse?"

"Xuanwu Spirit Horse?"

When did that old horse have such a fairy name?
Gu Shi said,
"It was exactly it. What happened to it now, but it was taken over by your sect and eaten by you?"

The man shook his head repeatedly,
"The immortal is joking, the spirit horse is now being raised in the back mountain by our sect leader, and someone has been assigned to take care of it every day..."

"Still serving it every day...what do you, the sect master, plan to do with it?"

The man said,
"That is a spirit horse with Xuanwu bloodline. Although the bloodline is a bit mixed, but after raising it, it will be of great use in the future if it is trained by an expert in animal control. Our sect master will like this spirit horse if he gets it. Very often, we don’t dare to approach the back mountain easily for fear of disturbing Lingju!”

Hearing that Lao Ma was living a better life than them, they both felt relieved. After looking at each other, Gu Shiyi narrowed his eyes and asked,
"Did your nephew get killed?"

In this illusion, although they couldn't see what was going on outside, they could hear it. They knew exactly what was happening outside.

The man was silent, and Gu Shiyi sneered,
"Hmph, your Baekje sect is really well taught. The brothers of the sect leader are killing each other, and your masters, uncles and nephews are also using knives and guns, just for a little bit of spiritual energy every day!"

When she said this, the man was not convinced and responded with a matter-of-fact expression,

"I'm afraid the fairies don't know the fireworks of the world. The spiritual energy in this continent is thin, but there are countless cultivators. Not to mention fighting against each other, brothers Xiao Qiang, father and son, and husband and wife turning against each other are common. In order to seek the great road, , it is reasonable to cut off people’s desires and eliminate the seven emotions!”

There was quite a feeling in the words that the two of them were full and didn’t know how hungry they were!

This man also saw that these two people were probably the owners of this treasure. It seems that the sect owner trapped the two of them here together with the cauldron in order to covet their treasures. I don’t know why he has not collected them for so many years. , leaving the two of them here, it was his own misfortune that he actually let them out!

Gu Shiyi and Pu Yanlan sneered after hearing this.

"People like you have ascended to become gods, but they are also gods of evil and plague. None of them are good!"

Having said that, Gu Shiyi felt sick even looking at this man. He picked up the back of his neck with one hand and said to Panlong who was watching the excitement in the cauldron,

"Open the lid!"

Panlong opened the lid as instructed and said,

"I won't refine him, I think he's dirty!"

Gu Shi said,
"I'm just lending you a place!"

After saying that, he released the magic pestle.

"Amitabha!"

The black light flashed and flew into the cauldron along with the man's body...