Chronicles of Celestial Origins

"Go, no matter what is ahead, I will break through." Xiang Jingxing spoke slowly, with a firm tone, and looked at Qin Hao: "Brother Qin, what about you?"

Qin Hao looked uncertain, weighing in his mind that if he continued to move forward, his life might be at stake.

If he just went back home, he would be unwilling to do so. It would mean that his hard work was in vain. Not only did he get nothing, but he also lost a demon spirit seal scroll, plus the two beads when he broke the formation, the loss was too great. Some of the pills that were distributed were not enough to make up for the losses.

His original plan was that if the guards in this hall were very strong, he would leave immediately after getting the treasure hidden in this hall, and did not intend to break into the central hall.

He thought the same thing even after killing the tiger-shaped ghost. This tiger-shaped ghost was far more powerful than he expected. The guards in the outer hall were just stone statues. Although they were a bit difficult to deal with, in the end they were only at the level of low-level puppets and posed no threat to them.

Who would have expected that when they arrived at the inner hall, they would encounter such powerful ghosts, two white-clawed ghosts whose strength was comparable to that of a monk in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, and a tiger-shaped ghost whose strength was comparable to that of the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment. Fortunately, they did not break the seal together. If several people were to attack at the same time, they would not be able to deal with it with their own strength.

What he was most worried about was that there were Jindan-level guards stationed in the central hall. Wouldn't this be asking for death?

But he was really unwilling to go back in such a dejected mood.

The treasure was right in front of him, and he would have a chance to get it as long as he took that step. This temptation made it difficult for him to refuse.

"What about you? Do you want to find out or go home?" Qin Hao asked instead without answering.

"Of course I want to find out." Yin Tianci said. He has been trapped in the middle stage of foundation building for many years. Without a great opportunity in this life, it would be difficult for him to break through. Now that the opportunity is in front of him, he cannot let it go at any cost.

There is no difference between dying of old age and being killed. They are both deaths anyway.

The path of spiritual practice has always been difficult and full of dangers. If it is not for immortality, what is the use of practice. Living a few more years and a few less years is just prolonging the years.

He is determined and has never changed since the day he embarked on the path of spiritual practice. His goal is not the golden elixir, not the Nascent Soul, not to dominate a country, not to be admired by thousands of people.

Just for one simple reason, longevity.

He often resented that he was not given to me when he was born, and that he was born in a remote place in Xingang. He could not see the prosperity of the spiritual world, and he had no great opportunities to fall down.

Every time I read those strange stories, I always sigh with admiration.

Now that an opportunity is coming to me, how can I not try my best or give up halfway?

"I found this treasure map. No matter what, I want to see what treasure is hidden." Yin Tiansheng said.

Qin Hao heard the two of them express their opinions, and his heart skipped a beat: "Okay then! I will sacrifice my life to accompany you, and break into this dragon's den with a few fellow Taoists."

Xiang Jingxing said: "Before that, I have to restore the spiritual power in my body and reach the best condition before moving forward."

Several people nodded in agreement. They also needed to recover the spiritual power they had lost in the previous battle.

"Actually, you don't need to worry too much. I don't expect there to be Jindan-level guards in the central hall. With the strength of a few of us, we should be able to deal with it." Several people sat down cross-legged on the spot, and Yin Tianci suddenly said

When Qin Hao heard this, his eyes lit up and he quickly asked: "Oh? Why? Did Fellow Daoist Yin discover something?"

Yin Tianci said: "What do you think this treasure-hiding monk did for all this? There is nothing in this hall, but he sealed those ghosts here to serve as guards, and even released a few of his colleagues outside the hall. The exact same empty cabinet is here.”

Qin Hao said: "Didn't Fellow Taoist say it just now? It was to make the unsuspecting intruders think that there is a treasure in this temple, and then open the seal and let go of the ghosts to kill us."

"That's the problem. If there are golden elixir-level guards in the central hall, why would the treasure collector go to such great lengths to make it unnecessary?"

"You mean?" Xiang Jingxing asked in surprise.

Qin Hao also realized something, his eyes flickering.

Yin Tianci said slowly: "We assume that the central hall is a treasure trove, and there are golden elixir-level guards in it. Wouldn't it be redundant to have treasure-hiding monks in the inner hall? It seems to be a deliberate reminder that there are golden elixir-level guards in the central hall. Just like that, it makes people retreat when faced with difficulties.”

"If I were a treasure-hiding monk, I would never be like this, because if the intruders retreat, they may be more prepared and invite more powerful monks to come here."

"So I don't expect there will be a golden elixir-level guard force in the central hall. The treasure collector's purpose of designing this inner hall is completely a bluff."

"Let unsuspecting intruders assume that the strength of the guards in each hall is increasing. Since the inner hall is guarded by late-stage foundation-building ghosts, the central hall must have gold elixir-level guards so that intruders can retreat."

"In fact, if the central hall really has guards at the Golden Core level, then there is no need to design an outer hall and an inner hall. All the treasures can be hidden there directly. Once the intruders come face to face with the Golden Core guards, they can catch all the intruders. To prevent the news from leaking.”

After hearing what he said, several people suddenly became enlightened and felt that it made sense.

This also explains why there are no treasures here, but these powerful ghosts are sealed. This is not a prank by the treasure-hiding monk, but an ulterior design.

"Fellow Daoist Yin has profound thoughts, and Qin admires him." Qin Hao said happily.

Xiang Jingxing said: "Everything has not been finalized yet, so we must not be careless. Even though there are no Jindan-level guards in the central hall, I think the guard strength will not be weak, so we still have to be cautious."

"It's a pity that killing the tiger-shaped ghost cost us a lot of energy, and even my seal scroll was used. If we had left it to deal with the guards of the central hall, we would be more confident." Qin Hao sighed.

Several people remained silent, each swallowing pills to restore their spiritual power.

After a long time, Xiang Jingxing opened his eyes. The spiritual energy in his body was as full as before, but his face was still slightly pale, due to the loss of some blood and essence.

Several others have already recovered and are waiting for him!

"Has Fellow Daoist Xiang's spiritual power been restored?"

"Let's go!" Xiang Jingxing stood up and said, and several people walked through the long corridor of blue stone and green tiles, walked for more than a hundred feet, and arrived in front of the majestic and majestic hall.

The leader, Yin Tianci, stopped and slowly opened the vermilion door.

Several people had their spiritual weapons hanging high in the air to protect themselves, and they all looked solemn.

The palace door creaked open, and the huge courtyard was empty.

Several people filed in, their consciousness far away and cautious.

Yin Tianci took the lead and used the Golden Corpse and Iron Bone Technique to completely dissolve his flesh and blood, turning him into a skeleton with a foot-long black shield in front of him.

Xiang Jingxing is on the left, surrounded by iron scrolls.

Qin Hao is on the right, and the golden bell surrounds him.

Yin Tiansheng is behind, with a blue flying sword hanging above his head.

Everyone is about ten feet apart.

The courtyard was extremely quiet, with only the sound of a few people walking around.

Several people walked hundreds of steps and arrived in front of the hall.

The more silent you are, the more unusual you feel in your heart, as if there is a sword hanging above your head, swinging back and forth, never falling.

No one believed that there would be no guards in this hall.

Yin Tianci stopped, looked at everyone, and then gently opened the palace door. In fact, several people's consciousness had already detected that there was no foreign object in the palace, but they were worried about triggering some restrictions, just like entering the outer palace. Like, pushing the door open triggered the stone statue's attack.

The vermilion door opened, and the first thing that caught the eye was a human skeleton. He was sitting cross-legged on a futon, wearing a black Taoist robe. The futon under the seat was rotten, but the Taoist robe on his body had no wrinkles.

This man must have been a monk with advanced cultivation in his life. Judging from the degree of decay of the futon, it must have been at least hundreds of years. His flesh and blood have rotted away, but his body is still intact. It has withstood the erosion of the years, which is enough to show his cultivation during his lifetime.

Obviously, the Taoist robe he wore was not ordinary.

Four more cabinets were displayed behind the corpse, but other than that, the hall was empty.

Yin Tianci's expression became more solemn, and the black shield in front of him glowed with light, protecting him as he walked into the palace, taking every step with extreme caution.

Until he came to the corpse, he opened the cabinet and placed a wooden box inside. He took out the wooden box and opened it, only to see a black three-foot long sword inside, which was a top-quality spiritual weapon.

Xiang Jingxing and Qin Hao saw that there was no movement in the palace and strode to the cabinet pavilion.

"I have three high-grade spiritual weapons here." Xiang Jingxing said.

"I have five middle-grade spiritual weapons here." Qin Hao said

"I only have some top-grade and top-grade magic weapons here, as well as some talismans, including magic talismans and spiritual talismans." Yin Tiansheng said and the others accepted the spiritual weapons and talismans in the cabinet.

"There is a storage bag between his sleeves." Qin Hao pulled off the black Taoist robe from the corpse and was overjoyed to find that there was a storage bag between the sleeves.

This corpse must have been a golden elixir monk before he was alive. The items in his storage bag are of immeasurable value.

Qin Hao was about to put the storage bag in his bag when the corpse suddenly fell straight down. There was a loud noise, as if something exploded. The floor of the hall collapsed, and the hall shook for a while, and then calmness returned.

A hole several feet in size appeared under the corpse, and there seemed to be something else underneath.

"What's going on? Could it be that the underground is the real place where the treasure is hidden?" Xiang Jingxing looked at the dark underground hollow and frowned.

"Why don't you go down and take a look?" Yin Tianci said thoughtfully.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the harsh and thin sound of salsa from the ground.

Several people's expressions suddenly changed, and they immediately thought they were the guards here.

The thin sound of the salsa turned into a buzzing sound that grew louder and louder.

Several people looked at each other and immediately evacuated the hall when they felt something was wrong.

They saw a dark mass of something unknown coming out of the ground and chasing them, making constant buzzing noises.

In the blink of an eye, they were in front of them, and they could see clearly that this black mass was neither a ghost nor a magic spell.

It was a large swarm of ants. These ants were completely black. Each one was five or six inches in size. There were more than a thousand of them. They were densely packed into a round ball and buzzing.

Seeing the group of ants attacking towards him and others, Yin Tiansheng's blue flying sword burst out with light, turned into a size of several feet, and slashed straight down.

With a bang, the flying sword struck the ant colony, and the sound of metal and stone striking against each other was heard.