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- When Yang Junshan looked back, the man happened to stabilize his body and raised his head to look at Yang Junshan.
The moment the two people's eyes met, the eyes of the person who came behind him condensed slightly, and then returned to normal. He looked around, his eyes stayed on the child for a moment, and then he hesitated and said: "Here is , Immortal Palace?¡±
Yang Junshan said nothing. The child swallowed the last bit of nuts, nodded and said with big eyes: "Yes!"
"Then" The monk looked at the small courtyard that looked like a wall around him.
Without raising his head, the child stretched out his hand in the direction of Yang Junshan and said, "Just get out of here!"
The monk looked at Yang Junshan again, because the direction Yang Junshan was walking at this time was the exit of this place that looked like a small courtyard.
"Jia Dong, I don't know what to call you?" the monk said with a smile as he cupped his hands towards Yang Junshan.
Yang Junshan always felt that this man's smile was a little fake, so he raised his hand slightly and said, "My surname is Yang, and I have met Taoist Jia."
Master Jia Dong came to Yang Junshan in three steps and asked: "This is the first time for Jia to come to this fairy palace. I wonder if fellow Taoist Yang can give me some advice?"
Yang Junshan glanced at the child incomprehensibly, but found that he was not looking here at all, so he smiled and said: "To be honest, fellow Taoist, this is my first time to come to this fairy palace, and I also have a black eye. I¡¯m afraid I don¡¯t know as much as Daoist Jia.¡±
Yang Junshan opened the door of the small courtyard as he spoke, and raised his legs to step out.
Seeing this, Master Jia Dong quickly shouted: "Fellow Daoist Yang, wait for me"
When he took a step forward, he was suddenly surrounded by the power of space that he felt when entering and exiting the secret realm. Yang Junshan suddenly turned around and found that there was a small grotto behind him, and there was an extinguished oil lamp in the grotto. There is some kind of space portal somewhere, but Master Jia Dong is nowhere to be found.
Thinking of the process of entering and exiting the Immortal Palace when he asked Patriarch Guantao for advice, Taoist Ziyuan had never mentioned these things to him. Yang Junshan's eyes moved, and a strand of his soul-turned spiritual consciousness was wrapped around the oil lamp, and then The originally extinguished oil lamp gradually flickered with a faint light, but the light was dying and seemed to be extinguished at any time.
Yang Junshan took out a crystal brick from his storage magic weapon and baked it on a large fire. The crystal brick began to melt like a piece of wax stone, and drops of spiritual liquid dripped into the oil lamp. Soon the entire crystal brick was completely melted, and with the supply of spiritual liquid melted by the crystal brick, the originally big flames became a little bigger, and the half-inch-long flames even jumped a little more spiritually.
Yang Junshan smiled slightly, and once again took out a crystal brick from the storage magic weapon and began to bake it on the fire. This time, the crystal brick melted much faster, but the flame did not increase in size and was still half an inch long. On the contrary, the jumping became more and more joyful.
After Yang Junshan melted the third crystal brick, the spiritual liquid had filled the lamp. Yang Junshan murmured to himself: "Three crystal bricks take three days. Entering and leaving the Immortal Palace is indeed a waste of money. Na!"
The Immortal Palace is a gathering place for high-level monks in the cultivation world. The threshold for monks to enter here must be at least Tiangang Realm or above. However, the spiritual liquid soul lamp of Tiangang Realm monks can only last for one day at most. More crystal bricks are useless; but Yang Junshan, as a Taigang Realm monk, can stay in the Immortal Palace for three days. Once the three days are up, the spiritual liquid in the lamp is burned out, and he must After leaving the Immortal Palace, the next time you can enter can only be one month later, and Tiangang monks only have one chance every three months.
Yang Junshan turned around and walked out, but the space under his feet was extending with his footsteps. Soon, an archway towering into the sky, as if surrounded by spiritual mist, appeared in his sight. He could even In the swirling clouds, I saw the three big characters "Nantianmen" in the middle of the archway!
This is the place in the Immortal Palace where monks below the Tao realm can gather. As for the monks above the Tao realm, according to Patriarch Guantao, they usually gather in Guanghan Palace. As for where Guanghan Palace is, Yang Junshan He didn't know, but he knew that the Taoist ancestors could also enter and exit Nantianmen.
Yang Junshan suddenly turned around and looked back. Only a dozen steps away, he could no longer see the grotto behind him and the soul lamp left in the grotto. He could only rely on his sense of purpose to know where the soul lamp was. The general direction of.
Yang Junshan knew that this should be the use of space magical power in formations. Through the handwriting of Cangxuan Patriarch, he could roughly determine that this should be the evolution of space magical power that has been delayed for a long time. Even though he has only been out for more than a dozen years. The distance was only a few steps, but the power of space stretched around him every time he took a step. The actual distance had already spread out to an unknown number of miles.
The huge archway of Nantianmen was already above his head. Yang Junshan glanced towards the opposite side of the archway, but could not see anything. He took a deep breath and walked under the archway.
Surrounded by the power of space again, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. A neatly planned market appeared in front of Yang Junshan. There were not too many monks coming and going in the market, and it didn't seem to be a big deal. It is so prosperous, but every time a monk appears, the fluctuations of Tiangang and Taigang's cultivation are rippling around him.
At the same time Yang Junshan stepped into Nantianmen, there were other monks passing by him and entering Fangshi. At the same time, there were also monks walking from Fangshi and walking past him towards the outside of Nantianmen. These monks Some of them show their true colors, while others have hidden faces or secret magic powers.
Most of these monks had no communication with each other. Yang Junshan stood at the gate of Fangshi, blocking the way. Some monks just walked past him, while others raised their heads and looked at him expressionlessly, but no one said a word to remind him. to him.
It wasn't until a while later that Yang Junshan slowly breathed a sigh of relief. His originally stiff face softened and he walked towards the city. But at this time, most of his energy was already focused on his Dantian. among.
"What happened just now?"
On top of the giant peak in the sky, Yang Junshan¡¯s soul consciousness condensed into his original appearance, and he looked at the pangolin lying on the ground and asked.
And right next to the pangolin, the remaining weapon that had mostly repaired the cracks was still trembling slightly.
In fact, the moment Yang Junshan stepped into the Nantianmen, the entire remnant mace began to tremble violently. If Yang Junshan and the weapon spirit pangolin had not tried their best to suppress it, the remnant mace itself would have been pulled out from the giant peak. .
The moment Yang Junshan entered the Nantian Gate, 90% of his true energy was mobilized to suppress the remaining weapons, so that he could only stand motionless at the Nantian Gate as if he was shocked when he entered the Immortal Palace for the first time.
"It's a summons, something is calling the body!" the pangolin whispered, its body also trembling.
"Are you afraid? What on earth is calling again?" Yang Junshan asked with a frown.
"I don't know, but that kind of summons brought me great danger, as if I would be shattered to pieces. This is why I tried my best to help you suppress the main body at that time, otherwise I should follow the instinct of the main body."
Yang Junshan¡¯s brows furrowed even more tightly and he asked again: ¡°Can you sense where the summons comes from?¡±
The pangolin hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "Unless you let go of your body and let it search for itself, or you accidentally approach the source of the summons, I can't guide you."
"It should be a space barrier!"
Yang Junshan seemed to understand, but at the same time, he was almost certain that the thing with a strong sense of remnant should exist in the Immortal Palace, but what made him still confused was that even half of Zhang Yueming's body was The remnant weapon has never brought such a strong summons to the weapon spirit and the main body. What exactly is in this fairy palace? ¡
When Master Jia Dong saw Yang Junshan step out of the small courtyard, he quickly caught up with him and followed him out of the small courtyard. However, except for a space of unknown color, there was no trace of Yang Junshan in front of him.
"asshole!"
Master Jia Dong cursed secretly. He glanced ahead but could not tell the direction at all. When he suddenly turned around, he only saw a two-foot-high grotto and an extinguished oil lamp in the grotto.
Master Jia Dong looked around vigilantly, only to find that apart from this small grotto, there was only a tall archway hidden in the clouds and mist in the distance.
Master Jia Dong reached for the oil lamp on the grotto. He thought about it and stopped midway. Instead, he slowly leaned towards the oil lamp with his spiritual consciousness. Everything around him felt strange. He needed to test it first. Check whether this item is dangerous.
Unexpectedly, at the moment when his spiritual consciousness came into contact with the oil lamp, a violent force suddenly came from his mind. Master Jia Dong was shocked and was about to withdraw his spiritual consciousness, but suddenly a tearing pain came from his body. The spiritual consciousness was actually torn apart forcibly and then swallowed up.
Master Jia Dong's face, which was originally pale due to the teleportation, became even more pale due to the severe pain of tearing his spiritual consciousness. He looked at the oil lamp in front of him and took two steps back in fear, only to realize that this oil lamp had unexpectedly appeared at some point. A big light came on, and the light gave him an unusually familiar feeling. He almost immediately confirmed that the light burning was probably the trace of his soul that had been severed.
We can¡¯t stay here any longer!
Master Jia Dong was even more frightened. He glanced around again, except for the very distant one that was looming in the clouds.If there was nothing else outside the archway, he could only bite the bullet and walk quickly in the direction of the archway.
The archway was getting closer and closer, and the grotto behind him and the oil lamp burning with big sparks had long disappeared. This made Master Jia Dong breathe a sigh of relief. When he came outside the archway, he saw the words "South" written on the archway. When the three characters "Tianmen" came out, I hesitated and walked in.
The space world changed, and Nantianmen Square City appeared in front of Master Jia Dong. Looking at the monks coming and going in the market, Master Jia Dong finally felt relieved and secretly thought that this should be the real location of the Immortal Palace.
However, just as he took two steps towards the city, Master Jia Dong's face suddenly changed from pale to pale, and a sharp pain that was far more painful than the previous tearing of his spiritual consciousness made him tremble. Master Tai Gang actually screamed. The monk who was walking back and forth in the city in the distance heard the sound and glanced towards the direction of the scream. Just when he saw Master Jia Dong covering his head with his hands and staggering around, he turned around again. They ran towards the outside of Nantianmen, and then everyone showed pity, sympathy or joking eyes, and some even whispered like a chuckle.
"Heh, I finally saw another one!"
"Poor guy, he is probably a casual cultivator!"
¡°Come back in a month!¡±
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