Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 227 The heart of guarding the end of thousands of palaces

After several days of investigation, Wu Meng realized that he had already known about this mission to the mysterious cloud.

Not a prophet.

But it is said that Tianyao Baoyue will send the royal family's heirs to the Dragon Sect for an exchange visit in the near future.

Over the past few years, he has been paying attention to relevant matters.

According to the fox demon Su Xiaoyue, there should have been some movement as early as two or three years ago.

I just don’t know why it was delayed until now.

But since this secret mission involves the demon clan, it is obvious that the rumors heard at the demon clan event were not all groundless.

'The Dragon-Tied Sect discovered a secret realm in the strange clouds. There are remnants of the previous era in it. It is something called the Climbing Immortal Platform. It is said that it can be used to break through the shackles of heaven and earth...'

'Only relying on the human race cannot break the ancient restrictions, so the leader of the Dragon Sect personally went to Tianyao Baoyue to ask for help...'

Regarding the Climbing Immortal Platform, he had personally experienced it from the higher-level Nine Heavens Secret Immortal Society.

Thinking of using this thing to break through the shackles of heaven and earth is no less than a dream.

As for the human race's inability to break the ban...

To be honest, in terms of cultivation, demons and humans may be able to compete with each other.

But in various immortal arts, especially in the four realms of elixirs, weapons, talismans, and formations, the demon clan is afraid that they are not even qualified to lift shoes.

Of course, the Sky Demon Baoyue is in the midst of a renaissance, and in the past hundred years, it has successively taken over large areas of land from the human race.

This makes every one of the younger generation of monsters very high-spirited.

Even someone as smart as Su Xiaoyue once proudly said, "The demon clan is far more beautiful than the human clan."

The clear gap between the two sides in Wu Meng's eyes may not exist in their eyes.

No matter what, things gave him a confusing and strange feeling.

The only good news is that this secret mission is fully presided over by Yao Shiqing.

This means that no matter whether it is the demon clan or the major sects, the cultivation level of anyone who enters the secret realm will not exceed the second level.

This undoubtedly gave him reassurance.

……

Fanqian Dynasty is located in a huge "depression" on the northeast side of Xianlong Mountain.

If the Dragon-bearing Sect is constantly moving toward the sky, then the Fanqian Dynasty is constantly moving toward the earth.

The most astonishing thing is that in the entire Bianlong Mountain realm, only Fan Qian can clearly see the top of the Bianlong Mountain when he is in the "Cloud Covering Sky".

This is undoubtedly a very meaningful position.

I just don’t know why, but it has never been taken away by the Dragon Sect or other forces.

Even though the dynasty is now in decline, with only one dying Siguan monk left to support the facade, no one has ever heard of anyone bringing their ideas to this area.

At the bottom of the depression that spirals downward along the rock wall, there is a magnificent palace.

There is no sunlight in the palace, but it is full of brilliance, and its grandeur is full of antiquity.

The most eye-catching thing is the rusty red and green copper bells hanging on the east and west sides of the palace.

Looking from top to bottom, the entire temple looks like a giant lying on its back, and the two bells are the giant's two empty eyes, silently staring in the direction of the top of the mountain.

This is where the royal palace of the Fanqian Dynasty is located.

at this time.

Deep in the palace, there is a performance room made of special gold and stone.

The current emperor, Wang Shoumo, is sitting cross-legged, hanging in the air.

All around him, there were eighty-one dragon pillars in the sky and on the ground.

Among them, the forty-five domes of the dome are all gilded and magnificent.

The thirty-six roots on the ground are green and dark, lingering with filth, and look like ghosts.

Two completely different breaths sometimes collided and sometimes blended in the entire space, and the remaining strands of breath after some changes disappeared into Wang Shoumou's body.

He practiced the technique for a long time, until his old face became plump and lively, and then he exhaled a breath of filthy air and sank down.

A maid opened the door at the right time and presented her with fairy fruits, wine, and all kinds of delicacies.

"Yan'er, you're here."

"Well, the slave family had a whim today and suddenly felt that our ancestor was coming out of seclusion, so he came over to take a look!"

Wang Shoumou smiled slightly, scraped his fingers from between the full and red lips, and then flicked his fingers, leaving a red mark on the fair and delicate cheeks.

"You deserve to be punished! You have been waiting outside the room for three years, but you tricked me into saying you only came today!"

"Ancestor, calm down!!"

The woman named Yan'er knelt down in fear: "How can this punishment be enough?"

A lustful look flashed in Wang Shou's eyes, and then became clear again.

He waved his hand: "Today is not the time. Just remember it first. How is the Qingshan incident handled?"

The woman stood up gracefully, with no hint of panic on her face: "I didn't find any valuable clues."

"Is it?"

"Old Ancestor, you suspect that he has been robbed of his body and can use the Dragon Sect's methods. How could there be such a loophole?"

Wang Shoumo was noncommittal: "The person who doubts it is not me, ancestor... Anyway, I have something to do with you, so I'll tell you a little more."

He poured a cup of fairy brew, walked around the dragon pillars, and came to a corner of the hall.

Along the wall is a row of things similar to shrines, in which an incense burner is enshrined.

The furnace body is no bigger than a fist, and there is a lingering fragrance lingering in it. When you inhale it through your nose and mouth, you can hear thousands of murmurs that are combined together.

For those with weaker souls, if they take a rash breath, they are afraid that their world will be turned upside down and they will not be able to recover for years.

If Wu Meng were here, he would recognize that these incense burners are the same as the one in his hand.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

Wang Shoumo quickly walked to a shrine, which was near the door. It was empty inside.

He looked at the shrine, shook his head and smiled: "Among my descendants, I am the most powerful in Qingshan. I can steal a Ten Thousand Souls Furnace under my nose..."

"There is still a trace of the ancient bloodline left in his body. After smelling the fragrance of ten thousand souls, I am afraid that he has heard some knowledge."

The woman lowered her head: "This slave is not doing things well!"

"Then it's not your fault. I've devoured his father, grandfather, and ancestors, and accumulated the cultivation of several generations until now. It's normal for him to have doubts in his heart."

"If that's not the case, then why is that boy so merciless that he didn't even give birth to an heir? This is because he is guarding against me, ancestor!"

Doubt appeared on the woman's face: "But if he has a grudge, why is he willing to let the slave family collect it?"

"That's Yan'er, you are so gorgeous!"

"Ah! Ancestor, stop laughing at the slave family!"

The corner of Wang Shoumo's mouth curled up: "Because Qingshan wants to follow my practice."

"But this is not allowed. Everything should be turned to dust in the hands of my king, Shoumo, and all old grudges should not be continued."

"All right."

The complicated emotions on his face disappeared in a flash: "Qingshan has not died in the sect mission, so it is up to you to see him off personally."

"Remember to make his departure pleasant."

"Yes! What if he is really taken away?"

Wang Shoumou narrowed his eyes: "Then let him suffer all kinds of torture...life is worse than death!"

hum!

All the niches in the hall trembled.

Under the swirling smoke, no one could be seen.

……

Qingluan Valley.

The sky is bright.

Wu Meng was messing around with his storage bag a few days ago and found something bad inside.

Although most of these things are at the level of Qi training, some spiritual materials can still be used.

Just like the bamboo and rattan rocking chair under him.

He used the 'Bingxin Bamboo'. Lying on it, his mind was clear and peaceful. Although it didn't add much to his enlightenment, it made him feel comfortable enough. There are less than three days left before the mission starts.

The matters on Tangyu have been taken care of in advance.

To avoid wasting time in the secret realm, he will complete the two consecutive years of being a little alchemist in advance.

Then he put up a retreat sign in the cave.

With Tangyu's interpersonal relationships reaching such a level, even if he died there, no one would notice.

He smiled and took out the telepathic cord.

The two ropes shimmered with light, and the whole body was a mirage that appeared and died, looking like a layer of water mist from a distance.

If you want to exert the effect of this thing, you need to practice Shenzang magic. As for now, even if you refine it, it won't be of much use.

The light in his palm flickered.

The telepathic cord disappeared and was replaced by a fist-sized incense burner.

This stove is also a strange item. It can be clearly seen that it is a treasure, but there is no way to use it.

He could use the Divine Bridge to take a look, but he was afraid that his soul would be hurt by the 'humming' chanting sound.

Looking at the incense burner, thoughts flashed in his eyes.

Looking for a divine hidden spell;

Take the time to read the classics and find out the function of the incense burner.

Once we reach the middle stage of foundation building, two things can be put on the agenda.

In addition, there will be small mirages, ancient beast bloodlines and other 'treasures' waiting for him to discover.

Just as he was thinking about it.

The heart of the lake suddenly trembled inexplicably.

A strong feeling of sleepiness came over me.

Wu Meng was slightly startled.

‘The Nine Heavens Secret Immortal Meeting is about to begin? ’

He blinked in surprise. If this was the case, maybe the two things could be done together!

He let go of the resistance in his heart and fell into a deep sleep.

This time I participated in the Secret Immortal Meeting, which was different from the last time. The whole person did not continue to rise to infinite heights.

Instead, I just felt like I had fallen into a nest, or a sense of returning home.

That is, a momentary scene.

When he opened his eyes again, several familiar figures jumped into his sight.

"Ahem... Mi Xian didn't cause any trouble this time..."

The one who spoke was the mud-born fairy who was still too weak to hold on to the wall.

"I was dragged in by the Hundred Immortals Book, right?"

Wu Meng said, turning around and looking around. In addition to Mu Ti, there were also Zhou Yunuo and Gui Wuxian.

The horned dragon and holly were nowhere to be seen.

When he took another closer look, he was immediately startled by his surroundings.

This time, the Secret Immortal Association is in a gloomy and terrifying dark abyss.

The entire world is filled with thousands of balls of different-colored phosphorus fire. If you look closely, you will find that where every bit of phosphorus fire falls, there is a formidable skeleton.

They may be big or small, the big ones are like mountains, the small ones are as tiny as grains of rice, they are complete or damaged, and they come in various shapes.

In addition to the phosphorus fire and white bones, the entire dark space was actually filled with countless black ghosts!

The sounds that occasionally come here may be the sound of the wind or the screams of ghosts.

This is a scene Wu Meng had never imagined.

It was like a natural tomb that should only contain dead things and should not be stepped on by living people like myself.

"This is the Luofu ghost in the East Pole."

Zhou Yunuo's voice rang in his ears: "If you don't want to explore this place without the invitation of Gui Wuxian, you must have the cultivation level of the late stage of the fourth level."

"Luofu ghost."

Wu Meng repeated, lowered his head, and saw a skeleton the size of an attic beneath his feet.

The bone body was slender and covered with bone spurs, and seemed to be the severed wings of some kind of bird or beast.

"Yin, can you recognize this bone?"

Gui Wuxian's sound sounded like grains of sand rubbing against each other.

Although he became a ghost and was the only one among the Nine Heavenly Secret Immortals, Wu Meng felt that the Ghost Immortal was 'more human than human'.

He always speaks in a precise manner and is even more polite in small talk.

He looked again.

"These are the wings of the ancestor of the Phantom Phoenix Eagle."

He raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Huan Ling Phoenix Eagle, the ancestor of Mr. Ling?"

"Exactly."

The ghost mist surged and seemed to be smiling: "I can feel that the earliest Phantom Phoenix Eagle has not completely disappeared, but this wing is very safe."

"Not gone yet?!"

Several people were a little surprised. It existed at least tens of thousands of years ago.

Even if the ghost mist has not disappeared yet, it does not mean that it is alive, but it can continue to this day in some way, what a powerful and strange existence it must be.

Wu Meng suddenly thought: "Has there ever been a heavenly demon from the Huan Ling and Phoenix Eagle clan?"

It was Zhou Yunuo who answered him.

He smiled slightly in surprise: "You asked at the right time. It is said that the earliest Sky Demon Baoyue was created by this ancestor of the Huan Ling clan."

"Then it must be a heavenly demon, right?"

"After three days of being a slave, I was plotted by the ancestors of the Flowing Flame Fox and Tiger clans...

It is said that the fox clan beheaded him, the tiger ripped out his heart and liver, and the Sanmi Tianpeng later joined in and broke his wings..."

Wu Meng's eyes widened upon hearing this.

Unexpectedly, Tianyao Baoyue had such secrets.

Of course, what concerned him even more was that there were marks in his body that were condensed from the auras of previous heavenly demons.

I just don’t know if this phantom feathered phoenix eagle is among them.

Chatted for a while.

No new figure has ever appeared.

After a while, Zhou Yunuo clapped his hands and said, "I received news from Fairy Holly that he was unable to attend this Fairy Fair because of something else, so I will temporarily host it."

"If no one comes again, let's start the Fairy Fair."

After observing for a long time, Wu Meng gradually became bolder and chose a short bone to sit on.

There is an endless black abyss beneath your feet, and it seems that you can even touch the turbulent dark wind.

"The first matter of today's Fairy Meeting..."

Zhou Yunuo turned his attention to this side: "Fairy Holly issued a commission related to a recent sect mission of the Dragon Sect."

He was startled: "Are you referring to the mission to explore the Mysterious Cloud Secret Realm?"

"Exactly. Can you briefly introduce the mission?"

Wu Meng did not expect that Dongqing's commission would be involved in this matter.

He explained in detail what he knew.

After saying that, Yinuoxian nodded: "There are two commission contents. One, as last time, pay attention to whether there is any demonic shadow."

"Second, bring back as complete a copy of the main and auxiliary elixir recipes as possible."

After listening to the commission content, he fell silent for a while.

Paying attention to the shadow, doesn't it mean that there is a risk of encountering the shadow in this mission?

As for the prescription...

If he had said it earlier, he would have simply agreed to Ding Baixi's request, but going as Wang Qingshan now would only make it more difficult...

(End of this chapter)