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"The White Emperor Monument, an artifact that can be simulated across ancient and modern times."

Only Xin Laowu smiled.

"If you don't go to the White Emperor Monument in your life, you will come to this city without danger in a hundred battles."

"Across the past and present?" Xu Zimo was somewhat interested.

"Do you want to see the ancient times?

Want to talk to those ancient powerhouses?

Then the White Emperor Monument is the best place," Xin Laowu said.

"When you go to the White Emperor Monument, you can talk to people from ancient and modern times.

The only problem is that the White Emperor Monument is currently not accessible to everyone.

It is controlled by the Western Dragon Cult.

Without their consent, I'm afraid it won't be easy. "

"Western Dragon Sect," Xu Zimo smiled.

He said, "Then go and see.

Anyway, I have offended a lot of dominant forces, and I am not worse than a few of them. "

Xin Laowu didn't know what to answer when Xu Zimo said this.

Anyway, he is the one who leads the way, and everything has nothing to do with him.

The reputation of the White Emperor Monument should be regarded as the highest in the City of No Peril in Hundred Battles.

It's just that because of the control of the Western Dragon Sect, not many people come here.

…

Around the White Emperor Monument, there are specially constructed white jade fences.

Next to it is the Western Holy Palace of the Western Dragon Sect.

The powerhouses of the Western Dragon Sect sit in it, mainly guarding the White Emperor Monument.

This White Emperor Monument is also a big opportunity.

It's just a pity that it can't be moved, otherwise how could it be placed here, it has already been moved into the Western Dragon Sect and the like.

With the arrival of Xu Zimo, before Xu Zimo could do anything, two members of the church hurried up.

The congregation on the left held a dragon-shaped stick, looked at Xu Zimo respectfully, and said, "Is your lord here for the White Emperor Monument?"

"I'll come and see, do you know me?" Xu Zimo asked in surprise.

The other party seemed to be waiting for him here.

Only to hear the sect reply: "I don't know adults.

But our Dharma protectors asked me to wait here.

Can adults meet our Dharma protectors? "

"Yes," Xu Zimo nodded.

The two congregants led the way and walked into the Western Holy Palace.

Although this Western Holy Palace is not glorious, it is very solemn.

There are two statues at the entrance.

The one on the left is a bald little monk with eight scars.

The little monk closed his eyes slightly, with a solemn expression, and his ears were like jade pendants.

The one on the right is a python.

The python is very big, and the scales and armor on its body are row upon row, even if it is a withered statue, people can smell a stench.

This python seems to be coming to life.

Xu Zimo stared at the two statues for a while, and seemed to find it interesting, and the two congregants explained beside them.

"This is the origin of our Western Dragon Cult.

The one on the left is our Suffering Patriarch, and the one on the right is Patriarch Mang Jiao.

The Western Dragon Sect started from the hands of the two masters.

From a weak force, after countless years and countless efforts of ancestors.

Only now has the brilliance. "

Xu Zimo nodded slightly and suddenly asked, "Is your ancestor still alive?"

The congregation was stunned.

Immediately he said: "Of course I am alive, even if my Western Dragon Sect is among the nine dominant forces, it is still among the best."

The nine dominant forces are also strong and weak.

The congregation in front of him didn't know Xu Zimo's identity, but he didn't dare to disobey what the Protector ordered.

Entering this Western Holy Palace, there are more images in it.

There is a sandalwood fragrance in the air, which is very strong.

Statues are almost always Buddhas and dragons, or similar creatures.

The size of the Western Holy Palace is acceptable. After passing through several guest houses, we came to a Buddhist hall in the middle.

An old man wearing a cassock and a tight-fitting headband with clear eyes was standing at the door waiting.

"Goodness, goodness." Seeing Xu Zimo, the old man bowed first.

"Fellow Daoist can come here, Lao Na feels a lot of peace of mind."

"I don't have a conflict with you monk, right?" Xu Zimo asked.

"What's the point of peace of mind?"

"Fellow Daoist wants to enter the White Emperor Monument. If you don't handle it well, the old man doesn't want to follow in the footsteps of other people," the old man laughed.

"The old man's name is to build a lamp.

They all call me Jianzhan Dharma. "

Xu Zimo knew what the old man's mask meant when others followed suit.

Those other people refer to other dominant forces killed by him.

When he fought with those few people, it is estimated that the entire City of Invincible Battles was paying attention to this place.

After killing those few people, Xu Zimo could clearly feel that there were a lot more eyes on his body.

Even before, when he obtained the inheritance of the Slaughter Emperor, not so many people paid attention to him.

This Jianzhan Dharma protector was only afraid that he knew that he was here and did not want to make a conflict, so he met with himself.

"Is this White Emperor Stele visible?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Of course, fellow Daoist still has to give his face," Jianzhan said with a smile.

"However, when the White Emperor Monument is activated, a huge amount of resources are required.

We cannot pay for this in the Western Dragon Cult, and we still need fellow daoists to find a way. "

"It's okay, I'm short of everything, just money," Xu Zimo waved his hand.

Money is of no use to him.

Just like Lingshi, ordinary people use it to practice, and Xu Zimo's realm level can only rely on enlightenment.

There is nowhere for the spiritual energy in the body to spend.

"That would be the best," Jianzhan's face relaxed and he waved.

Said: "Mingli, you take this fellow Taoist to the White Emperor Monument, and everything can be done according to the procedure."

As soon as the voice fell, a handsome little monk in a monk's robe came over.

"Donor please!"

The little monk led the way.

Xu Zimo let Xin Laowu stay outside, after all, not everyone can enter the White Emperor Monument.

Passing through the white jade fence, Xu Zimo could clearly feel that the surrounding void had become a little different.

It seems that the space here is not the same space as the outside world.

The further you go inside, the more chaotic and distorted the space above your head.

And these four weeks, there is no one.

The monk Mingli took out a round bead and said to Xu Zimo, "This is a definite empty bead, with this bead, there is no need to be afraid of this chaotic space.

Otherwise it is likely to be swallowed by space.

There are no rules in space here, and the more you resist the distortion of space, the more severe it will be. "

Xu Zimo took the beads and the two continued to walk.

Finally came to the source of Twisted Void.

A tall stone tablet like a moat.

There is no end to this monument at a glance, and it is higher than that of the sky.

If you hadn't walked in front of you, you wouldn't be able to see this stone tablet at all, but it's so tall, which is very strange.

The stone tablet is now in a sealed state.

No one has the real name of this stele, but because it was left by the White Emperor, it was called the White Emperor Stele.

"Are the donor's resources ready?" Monk Mingli asked.

Xu Zimo waved his hand.

In the space reserve, countless spiritual stones rolled down, and in a blink of an eye, the surrounding area of ​​the White Emperor Monument was piled up.

"Enough?" Xu Zimo asked.

The monk Mingli was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

He asked, "Which period do you want to go to, fellow Daoist?"

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