Zhang Yan saw that the palace door was opened but he did not enter immediately. Instead, he waited for a while and released a sword gleam into the palace. When he saw that there was no danger, he waved his sleeves and went in.
He could have used the sword gleam to replace his own body to investigate. However, there were many arrangements in the palace where the cultivators stayed. A sword gleam could not solve them. He had to go in personally.
In a blink of an eye, he was standing in a spacious hall. In front of him, there was a flight of stairs that gradually tightened inwards. It formed a funnel-shaped opening that was big on the outside and small on the inside.
Further in, there was a narrow palace path. Although it was narrow, it was actually a hundred feet wide. Both sides of the path were inlaid with pearls that emitted a gentle light.
With just a glance, Zhang Yan understood that this arrangement should be to prevent enemies from breaking in from the outside. If there were no accidents, there should be a restriction on the palace wall that could withstand the attacks of mana and supernatural powers.
At this moment, an extremely rich spiritual vigor rushed towards him. The difference between the outside of the palace and this place was like heaven and earth. However, after a while, the spiritual vigor actually decreased at a rapid speed.
He raised his eyebrows. He knew that this was because the palace door was opened, causing the spiritual vigor to leak out.
Everything here was still in good condition. However, if the spiritual vigor dissipated, without the protection of the restriction, it would not be the same as before. Hence, he waved his sleeves and with a loud bang, the palace door behind him closed.
As expected, when the palace door closed, the spiritual vigor in this place stopped and gradually flourished again.
Actually, this was a very risky move. If there were any Restrictive Arrays set up in the room, it was very likely that he would fall into a trap. However, he had come here with his avatar. Even if he was destroyed, he would at most lose some of his Fa Li, and it would not be difficult to cultivate it back. Now that he had grasped the method to open the Formation Door, even if the outcome was really bad, he could just come here with his original body.
After waiting for a while, he saw that there were no changes to the restriction. Knowing that there was no problem, he then moved and passed through the passage that was more than ten miles long. He came to the front of the second palace door.
Above the restriction. There was a golden phoenix sitting on it. Its feathers fluttered in the wind as it spread its wings and soared. As the light shone, its eyes were shining. Its wings fluttered gently, making it look like a living creature.
There was also an Eroding Symbol Forbidden Formation here, but it was not controlled by anyone. However, it could not stop him. After making some calculations, he heard a phoenix cry, and the palace gate retreated. He stepped inside, and the stone platform below rumbled and slowly rose up. After a hundred breaths, he arrived at a spacious hall. Looking around, there were two rows of huge jade pillars on the left and right. There was a dragon bead engraved on the pillars, shining brilliantly and majestically.
Right above them was an entire green jade wall. One only needed to focus for a moment to see through the palace and see the sun, moon, and stars in the vault of heaven.
The bricks below were carved with Ying Xingyuan's channel marks. It could be seen that there were long silver rivers flowing within. They were stagnant, thick, and slightly crystalline. It was still flowing non-stop.
This was a brilliant formation that could be generally referred to as the "Inner Guiding Formation". It was extremely complicated and profound. As long as there was a person who was proficient in formations presiding over it, the formation inside and outside the palace could be changed at any time, even if there was no one presiding over it. After a period of time, there would be a change.
Looking further ahead, there was the Moon Pearl Dragon Platform, the Mysterious Cauldron Crane Annulus, the Concealing Coral, the Welcoming Lingzhi, and many other ceremonial artifacts. They were all shining brightly and without a speck of dust. If it wasn't for the fact that the incense in the hundreds of golden copper incense burners had been burnt out, leaving only the lonely platform, there would be no traces of the corrosion of time.
However, after a few glances, he found that there was nothing here that could indicate the identity of the palace's owner. He retracted his gaze and floated further in. Soon, he arrived at the second hall. This hall was even bigger than the front hall. Below his feet was a painting of a phoenix playing with the sun. He walked straight to the Pill Emperor. At the end of the high platform, there was a statue of a phoenix the size of a hundred zhang. It arched its shoulders and spread its wings. Its head and neck were lowered, as if it was about to soar into the sky.
However, this phoenix did not have two legs, but three. The last leg was curled up, and its sharp claws were hidden under its abdomen, as if it could shoot out at any time to deal a fatal blow to its opponent.
The statue of the phoenix was originally mighty and majestic, but as soon as it stepped into view, it became sinister and sinister.
He pondered for a moment. This force placed the phoenix on the front of the hall, implying that they were worshipping it. There must be a great connection between the two.
Under the high platform, there were neatly arranged praying mats. There were about ten thousand of them, but the strange thing was that every praying mat was empty of clothes. There were even crowns, belts, and sleeves. However, there was no trace of a person, as if their owner had suddenly disappeared.
He flicked his finger, and the sword gleam circled around. He found that there was a lump of dust in every piece of clothing. He could not help but squint his eyes. Looking at it, it seemed that there were more than ten thousand cultivators gathered here, and they seemed to be worshipping the phoenix. However, they were attacked by some kind of supernatural power, and everyone turned into dust in an instant. Only their clothes and accessories were left, and there were even many Qian Kun instruments that they carried with them.
He released his mana and took all of them. He wanted to see if he could find any useful clues in the inner room. However, after all, a long time had passed. The metal and stone accessories could still maintain their original appearance under the protection of the spiritual vigor, but the Qian Kun instruments could not. Most of them had turned into ordinary items, and only the outer pouch was left.
In the end, only the three Qian Kun Bangles were still useful. However, when he channeled his mana into them, he found that they were barely the size of a finger. Everything inside had been swallowed by them, and became a part of the Qian Kun Bangles. It was also because of this that they could last for so long. If he came a thousand years later, they would also disappear.
Since it was useless, he did not have the mood to look anymore. He flicked his sleeve, and everything returned to its original place. He then looked up above his head, and there was a picture of an immortal giving teachings.
The immortal had a kind face, and there was a golden light behind his head. He was accompanied by a deer and a crane. His hand was smooth and white like a virgin, and he was holding a jade plate. He was sending it forward, and in front of him, there was a boy kneeling, and he respectfully raised his hand to welcome him. In the clouds above, a phoenix looked down and stared at the two of them.
The whole picture was clearly layered, and the artistic conception was profound. With the phoenix on top, it seemed to be implying something.
Zhang Yan looked at it for a while. He could feel that there was a lot of spiritual vigor condensed in the picture, and there must be something hidden behind it. Hence, he floated up and pointed with his finger. The golden phoenix on the picture moved, and then the picture faded away, revealing a cave residence.
He stepped in. The space was not big, and it was about a thousand feet wide. The four walls were bare, and there were no decorations. However, on the platform, there were five Daoists with different appearances sitting cross-legged there.
He walked closer, and after a brief inspection, he realized that the five Daoists had only left behind their physical bodies, and the inside was already empty. However, he could see that the five of them had cultivated to the state of Grotto-Heaven, and they had not reached the end of their lives. Now that they were sitting here and dying, it was because their spirit and dharmakaya flew out, or they were fighting with someone, or they encountered some unforeseen event. In the end, they did not return, and only these bodies were left here.
There was no Qiankun instrument on them, and they should have been taken away by the dharmakaya. Just from the clothes that they wore, it was still impossible to identify the origin of these Daoists.
Zhang Yan took a few more glances, but seeing that there was nothing to be gained, he retreated from the original path and walked towards the third palace hall. When he arrived at this place, it was different from the previous few halls. He could already see the traces of the collision of transcendence energy, and everything in the hall had been crushed to pieces. With his eyesight, it was not difficult for him to recognize that there were two forces engaged in a life and death battle here, and there was only one person on each side.
Because of the spiritual vigor prohibition here, and because no one came here after that, at first glance, it seemed that this fierce battle happened Just Now, and not a long time ago.
He pondered for a while, and flew deeper into the hall. However, after he crossed the door, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he actually came to the bottom of a high hill. It could be seen that he was standing on a floating island, floating in the vast void, and there were countless broken mountain rocks around him.
He was a little surprised that this was actually a small world, but because of the passage of time, and because there was no one to maintain it, it seemed like it could collapse at any time. He thought to himself, "Could it be that this palace can also bring the small world here like a big Kun? “
After a moment's thought, he dismissed the idea. If it could do that, then the palace wouldn't have collapsed because of the magical battle between the Cultivators of the Heavenly Paradise. In that case, there was only one possibility: someone from this palace had come to the Mountain and Sea Realm before, and had established a small world here. Someone who had come later had a Gateway Medallion, and had placed it in the back of the hall. Anyone who entered the hall would naturally be able to enter that small world.
With a tap of his foot, he turned into a beam of light and flew up into the sky. When he looked down, he immediately discovered that there was a Daoist with long eyebrows and a handsome face sitting at the top of the hill, and there was a large stone tablet in front of him.
After looking at it for a moment, he was surprised to see that it was a magical stele. He landed on the ground and pressed down on it. A moment later, a beam of spiritual light shone out, and countless words and diagrams appeared in front of him. He immediately understood what the owner of the stele was talking about.
At this point, a beam of spiritual light shone out, and a person appeared. The person bowed to him and said, "I am a Daoist from Mount Qingjue. I chased the remnants of the Golden Luan Sect here, but fell into a trap and was trapped here. If anyone from the future finds this place, please send I's body back to the sect, and inform the sect of what happened here. Everything in the Dharmic Boat, with the exception of the sect's talisman, may be taken. “
Then, he explained in detail how to get into his spiritual boat. Then, he slowly disappeared.
"Mount Qingjue?"
Zhang Yan's eyes flickered as he walked up to the Daoist. This person's fleshly body seemed to have been strengthened by magical powers, making it harder than metal or stone. His appearance was exactly the same as when he had been alive, without any damage whatsoever. If it had been anyone else, it would have been difficult to tell, but Meng Hao could tell that the magic this person had used on his fleshly body was the Metal Transformation Technique of the Five Directions Five Elements Taixuan True Light. He didn't know whether or not this person was a cultivator from Mount Qingjue, but he was certain that this person had some connection to the ancient Taixuan Sect!
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