Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 73 Blessed Land Immortal Palace

And he himself was standing on the top of Fairy Mountain, in the square in front of a palace.

The railings on the edge of the square are carefully carved, the pillars supporting the building are carved with real dragons holding the pillars, the roof is made of glazed tiles, and the windows are decorated with Xuanhua patterns. This architectural style really exhausts all the grandeur of Eastern classical style, and The carved rare and exotic animals bring with them wisps of ethereal fairy air.

All people think that this is a place where immortals live.

Wen Lianggong stood quietly for a long time without any movement. In an unfamiliar environment, walking around without knowing anything about the surroundings was a suicide. This was a valuable experience he gained from experiencing the mythical world area of ​​Shudao Mountain.

God knows if you take one step forward, the world may turn upside down in the next second, and it will turn into a hell.

I stood quietly for half an hour. In addition to the sound of wind blowing the grass and trees around me, there were also the sounds of some animals moving in the distance. I even watched a mouse crawling in and out of a small hole not far away. Nothing unusual.

Wen Lianggong slowly moved his steps.

He stretched his slightly stiff body slightly.

After there was still no abnormality, he calmed down slightly. The alloy sword in his hand had already been silently placed on the ground. He put the sword on his back and took out the Longyuan sword and the tetanus sword.

This alloy sword is really out of use now.

Wen Lianggong, who felt a little regretful in his heart, did not show it at all on his face. He shifted his gaze. In the end, his attention was not on the Immortal Palace building twenty meters away in front of him, but on the Immortal Palace building directly in front of the gate. A four-legged bronze square tripod.

With all his heart on guard, he walked slowly over and stood three meters away, carefully looking at the strange patterns on the bronze tripod and the carved flowers, birds and animals.

The tripod is regarded as an object representing the supreme power in the entire Chinese civilization. Even in myths and legends, there is also a saying that King Yu used the tripod to control the nine states.

Not to mention that many celestial magic artifacts are also presented as tripods, and many use tripods as vessels for sacrifices. It is an important tool for communicating with the gods and praying for good weather and peace for the country and the people. It is of extremely important significance in the entire Chinese civilization. .

Unfortunately, it seems that because of its age, the bronze tripod has been corroded by the power of time and has rust everywhere, without any traces of what a divine weapon should have.

Wen Lianggong subconsciously glanced at the tetanus sword in his hand, maybe it was a magical thing, but this was not what he could consider at this stage.

The tripod is two meters tall and weighs at least three tons, making it impossible to move.

Wen Lianggong didn't see anything fancy, so he had to focus on the palace in front of him.

The Immortal Cave is a statue of Chunyang Lu Zu, and I don’t know if there is a statue of the other party in this palace.

As he moved forward slowly, Wen Lianggong felt that the portrait of Emperor Zhenwu Subduing Demon placed horizontally on his lower back began to heat up, which was obviously closely related to this immortal palace.

Thinking of this, Wen Lianggong remembered Luo Fengxian's solemn expression just now, saying that there was a way to activate the portrait of Emperor Zhenwu Fumo and see the real thing.

If Wen Lianggong didn't have the ability to enter the mythical world, no matter what the other party did, there might not be anything he could do.

It was obviously a lie to him. If he really let him go, something might happen.

Having seen a lot of the mythical world, he is still more afraid of changes.

After walking to and standing in front of the gate of the Immortal Palace, Wen Lianggong finally took down the scroll and looked at the scroll exuding golden light. There was a slight movement in his heart. When he opened the scroll, he saw that the scroll was originally a painting of Emperor Zhenwu Fumo, but at this moment, it was gradually covered with gold marks that appeared, and the appearance changed drastically.

In the end, he turned out to be a figure who looked like an ink general holding a halberd and wearing armor.

The general in this scroll is extremely agile, or if Wen Lianggong is not blinded, this general is moving in the painting.

Before he could react, the halberd-wielding general jumped out of the scroll and appeared in front of him alive. He was two and a half meters tall, really broad-shouldered and round-waisted, with wide-eyed eyes. He was wearing extremely powerful Mingguang-like armor.

Wen Lianggong looked like he had seen a ghost, and retreated quickly, with the Long Yuan and Tetanus Swords in his hands always at the ready.

He saw the ink-and-wash halberd-wielding warrior completely ignoring him, roaring silently at the Immortal Palace, and rushing in. The door was instantly broken open by the ink-and-wash general, and then a strange wave came from the room. Directly let this ink general completely collapse and disappear into thin air.

Standing in the distance, he felt the waves, and felt that the hairs on his hair stood on end, and his tailbone was filled with chills.

Wen Lianggong frowned and looked at it. In his eyes, the ink-and-wash general just rushed into the palace headstrongly, took one step inside, and then made no more moves. He disappeared into smoke and turned into black dust and disappeared in the air.

And just inside the door that General Shui Mo knocked open, a square Eight Immortals table was placed in the middle of the entire palace, which was really out of tune with the grand style of this Immortal Palace.

What made Wen Lianggong's eyes fixed was that under the heavy Eight Immortals table, there was a man dressed like a beggar, leaning on the table legs. His head was drooped, and his fluffy hair completely covered his face, making it difficult to see what kind of life the other person had. appearance.

He was so motionless, as if dead.

Looking at the other person's exposed skin, which was a very healthy wheat color without any traces of corpse spots, Wen Lianggong suspected that the other party had just slept.

But after observing carefully for a long time, he didn't see the slightest rise or fall in the other person's chest.

"The meat shell does not rot..."

After pondering for a long time, Wen Lianggong held up the Long Yuan Sword as a straw stick, shook the door, and checked the stone bricks in the main hall. After finding nothing abnormal, he carefully conducted a number of tests.

He threw several stones in his hand, and even three of them hit the beggar-looking corpse. After there was still no reaction, he felt a little relieved.

After all, what happened to the ink general just now really frightened him.

Wen Lianggong took a deep breath and walked slowly into the hall.

The panoramic view of the entire hall suddenly came into view. It was empty. There was only a bunch of cattails placed on the high platform in front of him, and there was nothing else. There were oil lamps made of bronze bird heads on both sides, but the grease burned out, leaving only Something black fell down, I don’t know what it is.

It seems that the ink-and-wash general who just walked out of the portrait of the Zhenwu Demon-Suppressing Emperor was just to lift the forbidden defense of the palace. If he walked straight up like this, he would probably be the one who disappeared into thin air.

Without haste or delay, he mustered up all his energy and walked up to the man dressed like a beggar. Wen Liang Gong's Long Yuan sword was slanted in front of him to prevent the other party from suddenly undergoing any kind of corpse transformation. It would be really vulgar to turn around and kill him.

(End of this chapter)