The entrance to the Yuxu Palace was a spacious hall with bronze pillars and everlasting lamps on both sides. After passing through the hall, there was a winding corridor that led to a boundless flat lake. There was not a drop of water in the lake and it was so deep that the bottom could not be seen. It was as if it led to the Nine Serenities of the Demon World.
The cloister was built with wood that Meng Qi could not recognize. It was a deep blue color that was almost black. Stepping on it, Meng Qi could not hear the sound of his feet landing on the ground. He could not feel anything. It was as if he was walking on air.
Mengqi did not dare to delay. He carefully checked the Restrictive Spell while moving forward quickly. However, he did not dare to go higher than the winding corridor or deviate from it because the flat lake without water made him feel extremely dangerous!
After flying for a while, there was still a straight winding corridor in front of him. The deep lake was the same as before and he could not see the end. Mengqi suddenly felt strange. The Yuxu Palace was the residence of the Kunlun Sect. Such a long winding corridor did not seem to be suitable for daily needs.
Could it be that the Yuxu Sect had a way to pass through this place quickly?
Rushing recklessly was not the right way. A little pause to think might make it faster. Mengqi was in such a state now. He slowed down a little to observe the surroundings.
There was no water in the flat lake, no lotus, no fish, and no bottom. There was no reference point. It was exactly the same as when he set out, as if he had never moved forward … Mengqi soon found something strange. He looked at the winding corridor again and saw that it was straight without curves. Every section was the same. After flying for two breaths, it seemed no different from not flying at all.
Looking back, the hall that he came from had disappeared in the distance. The scenery was still the flat lake and the repeating winding corridor.
In such a strange silence, Mengqi flew for a long distance. However, he looked around but there was no reference point. He could not even tell whether he had moved forward or not!
He could not fly blindly anymore! Mengqi suddenly landed on the floor of the winding corridor. He closed his eyes and blocked his ears, using his mind to reflect the surroundings.
One step and landed on the same spot. Another step and landed on the same spot … Mengqi suddenly opened his eyes. Was he walking on the same spot?
He tried a few different methods, but Mengqi was still hovering on the spot and flying. He felt a chill down his spine.
Calm down, calm down, this was the most important moment! Mengqi took a deep breath, dispelling the anxiety that came from worrying about personal gains and losses.
Mengqi suddenly realized that the Yuxu Palace was the Taoist field of the Heavenly Primogenitor, and the Heavenly Primogenitor was the symbol of the beginning of everything. There was no self, no other, no front, no back, no up, no down, no past, no future. How similar was this to what he had just experienced?
This was how the restrictive spell of Yuxu Palace should be!
His heart suddenly relaxed, and he unsheathed his long saber. Like a flash of lightning, it was incomparably dazzling, and with an unstoppable momentum, it slashed forward.
The creation of heaven and earth, the division of Yin and Yang, the development of a Dao path!
Crack, the saber light seemed to freeze in front of Mengqi, and then the "void" split open. The calm lake and winding corridor collapsed to both sides, and behind the crack was a large hall with dark yellow eaves.
Mengqi jumped up and entered the crack, but before he could enter the hall, he saw two people standing outside the hall.
One of them looked like a legendary giant with dark gray skin, bulging muscles, and a khaki Taoist robe. His hands were naturally hanging down, and they were as white as jade, forming a strange contrast with the dark gray color. The other was dressed in a red robe, dignified and beautiful, tall and curvy, holding a three-foot cold sword. They were the two gurus who came with Prince Chu Zhuang.
They did not hurry to find the treasure, but stayed here to block the way? Mengqi was surprised. There might be a few Dharmakayas behind him, but these two gurus actually waited calmly in the midst of chaos!
The giant was expressionless, and his facial features were simple. He slowly lifted his right foot, as if he was walking forward.
"My master has ordered that killing you is more important than getting the treasure!"
With a dull buzzing sound, the giant took a step forward and stood in front of Meng Qi. He raised his right hand high and spread his fingers. Each of his fingers was like jade and glowed with a strange light like that of a demon. The darkness in front of his palm made it seem as if the world had shrunk to this point!
At this moment, Mengqi seemed to see a mountain that connected heaven and earth. He had to look up to the extreme to see the peak, which was the giant's hand. Then, the mountain broke, the sky tilted to the northwest, and the earth sank to the southeast!
Muddleheaded, the palm turned over, the world turned upside down, and the surrounding void twisted and bent. Not only did Mengqi feel restricted and unable to move, but he also involuntarily took the initiative to move toward the palm, and his body felt like it was collapsing.
The guru domain and the real Skythrowing Palm? Meng Qi didn't have the ability to dodge, and he was like a trapped beast. He gritted his teeth, and his body expanded along with it, swiftly becoming more than three meters tall. But no matter how tall he was, that palm that was pure white like jade still struck down from high above, and it was difficult to reach.
Bang, bang, bang. Mengqi's body emitted bursts of cracking sounds, as if the Law Phenomenon had torn many invisible shackles. Although his body was still heavy, and he was still not agile enough to dodge, it was enough for him to move!
He gritted his teeth, and as if carrying a mountain on his back, he waved his blade and sword, trying to move from stillness to movement, using the Big Bang technique and all things to return to the void, fighting force with force and attack with attack.
At this moment, an extreme sense of danger arose in Mengqi's heart, and a beautiful woman was reflected in his bier.
There was a fan in her hand, made of feathers of different colors, and each feather contained a high temperature and flame that could destroy heaven and earth. Around it were the cries of phoenixes, rocs, and peacocks, and so on. On the front of the fan, there were many talismans and seals that were glowing, and flames were about to gush out!
A divine weapon!
The Fan of Five Flames and Seven Birds?
This was a killing formation that wanted to put him to death. One person attacked forcefully, and he would not hesitate to be affected, while the other locked on and activated it, killing with one blow!
The pores all over Mengqi's body tightened, and his hair stood on end. Suddenly, two arms grew out of his back, and one of them held a three-foot-long wooden whip. Without thinking, he poured his Real Vitality and drew upon the power of heaven and earth, and lashed it at Yang Xizhi. He had almost given up on fighting the giant, and only secretly held back a bit of strength.
The wooden whip emitted thousands of beams of golden light, and its outer shell peeled off, revealing its golden body. The talismans became prominent, and the light scattered. In an instant, the flames of red, orange, yellow, white, cyan, blue, and purple surged out of the Fan of Five Flames and Seven Birds.
"Bang!"
The wooden whip fell and extinguished the flames. Yang Xizhi flew backward, blood spurting from her mouth.
Were it not for the fact that the God-slaying Whip was a Treasure of the Gods and was only equivalent to an ordinary divine weapon to other races without the help of the List of Deification, this blow would have killed Yang Xizhi. After all, the Fan of Five Flames and Seven Birds was a magic weapon, not a close-range weapon. If she was hit directly, she would inevitably be outclassed!
At this moment, the giant Gu Heng's Skythrowing Seal came crashing down. Since Mengqi had to devote himself to controlling the divine weapon, he only had time to pull the sword and saber slightly. At the last moment, he activated the Magical Robe of Two Poles of Magnetic and slightly twisted his palm so that it did not directly face the door. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for his Vital Spirit to escape from the terrifying domain of bending the void.
"Crack!"
The pale golden light was extinguished in a flash, and part of the Taoist robe was torn. Mengqi's left shoulder collapsed from his neck to his chest, turning into a bloody pulp.
Had it not been for the Eight Nine Mysteries, this blow would have directly smashed the person into a meat patty even if it did not hit the trick.
Mengqi took a deep breath and borrowed some strength from the Immortal Pressing Art. He flew straight forward, rushed past Yang Xizhi, and rushed through the door of the hall.
Activating the divine weapon and the Taoist robe almost made him collapse!
However, he did not dare to stop. The giant was chasing after him, and his back was pierced. He took a breath and immediately used the last bit of his strength to burn the Escape Talisman of Geomagnetic Elements. His figure suddenly sped up and flashed close to the ground, disappearing from the giant's perception.
The giant Gu Heng stopped and turned to look at his junior sister, Yang Xizhi.
"It doesn't matter. The Yuxu Palace is only so big. Where can he run to?" Yang Xizhi swallowed an elixir and began to collect Meng Qi's flesh and blood scattered on the ground. Even though Meng Qi's vitality was gone and his Blood Essence had long since deteriorated,
…
While flying, Mengqi felt his whole body was drained, and he did not even have the strength to move a finger. He prayed in his heart that he would not run into the Restrictive Spell. It would be best if the place where the conveyance light disappeared was the Elixir Room so that he could find a top-grade elixir similar to the Immortality Elixir of East Pole. Whether it was the healing elixir from Huamei Heights or the Taoist Chixia, it would take him two to four hours to recover.
"Pop!" The power of the talisman disappeared, and Mengqi fell to the ground.
Before he could take a good look at his surroundings, he heard voices that sounded like the chanting of immortals and Buddha.
"Xiang Liu has nine heads and a human face, and a snake's body is green …"
"The god of Mount Zhong is named Zhu Yin. He sees it as day, and his roar is night; he blows as winter, and his exhales as summer; he does not drink, eat, rest, or breathe as the wind, and his body is thousands of miles long … "
"There is a bird, shaped like a crane, with one leg, red stripes, and a green body with a white beak. It is named Bi Fang, and its cry is its own. When you see it, there is a fire in the city …"
One by one, the characteristics and origins of the ancient great demons and deities were recited. It was as if a hundred monks were reciting scriptures, buzzing incessantly. However, Mengqi was pleasantly surprised as he listened. This was exactly what he needed!
The first eighteen transformations of the Eight Nine Mysteries were all transformations of species. For example, the transformation of flying insects could range from mosquitoes and flies to fleas. For example, the transformation of the Grand Sun could range from miniature to real, from newborn to old. It all depended on one's cultivation. From the thirty-six transformations onwards, it involved even grander and smaller transformations. It involved the transformations of divine beasts, great demons, and deities. Each type was a transformation. One could become the Bipolar Magnetic Mystic Light Beast, or the Bi Fang or the Candle Dragon. Different cultivators would choose different paths of cultivation.
However, there was a problem. Although there were incantations in the mystical skill, if one was not familiar enough with the corresponding transformations, one would only get half the result with twice the effort, or even fail to cultivate it.
At this moment, the chanting solved many of Mengqi's cultivation problems in the future!
Looking around, Mengqi realized that he was in a quiet room. The chanting came from all four walls.
"Is this the place to cultivate the Eight Nine Mysteries?" Mengqi took out an elixir and swallowed one of each.
…
In front of the hall, Yang Xizhi and Gu Heng chased after Mengqi. The place fell into an eternal silence.
At this moment, a man wrapped in a black robe walked out of the shadows. He glanced at the direction in which they had left and muttered in a low voice. His voice was old and indifferent.
"Immortal Luya wants to ruin my business. Is he so angry that he can't calm down after being suppressed by the Premier?"
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