Chapter 291 Palace

He Ping felt that he had fallen into a long dream. In the dream, he returned to the state of the fetus and returned to nature. Everything seemed to be transferred from the day after tomorrow to the day before, and the heaven and earth were at the beginning. Yin and Yang were not separated, and they were all flowing.

At this level, it seems that the form of life has also changed. Life turns into death, death turns into void, spirit turns into qi, and qi turns into things. Being and non-being are connected, and things and I are the same. His life is not the beginning, his death is not the end...

His soul and soul seemed to disappear, and he seemed to be lost in nothingness. His consciousness was constantly wandering, and he could not notice the passage of time. It seemed like tens of millions of years had passed, and it seemed like an eternal moment.

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The large pale golden cocoon is actually condensed by a ball of flames. His soul condensed into a Yin God is dormant in it. What you are doing is entering a mysterious realm.

Before, the Zhenshachi would go berserk, which was unexpected for He Ping... However, the occurrence of this situation has a great relationship with himself. The most critical thing is the iron talisman integrated into the elixir. heart.

Using that heart, he was able to perform the "Three Yang Tribulation" of the Chongyang Palace. It was also because he resonated with the mysterious palace-dressed woman and activated the power of the Three Yang Tribulation in the cold pool that caused the True Evil Pond to fall into a violent rage. …

Faced with the explosion of Xuan Ming Zhensha at the bottom of the pond, He Ping was powerless. Unable to escape, he could only hold on in the state of "Red Yang Immortal Body". As a result, the flames wrapped around him and destroyed his soul, will, and thoughts. Together, he was sealed into a flame golden cocoon. In this wonderful golden cocoon, he seemed to be an embryo that had not yet developed, and his consciousness entered boundless chaos.

In this realm, he broke the barrier between his body and soul. On one side, he maintained the strange state of "Red Yang Immortal Body", and on the other side, he continued to absorb the Xuanming evil energy with the method of the Three Yuan Demon Palace.

At this moment, below the cold pool, there is a halo of light, and black tides are surging, as if being pulled by an invisible force. The golden cocoon was unaffected, hanging on it, motionless.

Instead, the surrounding Xuanming evil spirits were gradually absorbed by the golden cocoon. The Xuanming evil spirits were like living snakes, burrowing into the cracks of the golden cocoon and integrating into He Ping's body.

He Ping benefited greatly from this state.

According to his estimate, it would take a lot of time to absorb the Xuanming evil energy. Moreover, even if the Xuanming evil energy was absorbed, it would still take time to slowly condense the Xuanming evil energy into Xuanming true water, and then condense the true water into Xuanming God. thunder.

I don't know how much hard work this process took, but taking advantage of this opportunity, He Ping skipped two steps and slowly refined the traces of Xuanming evil energy integrated into his body.

I don't know how long it took before He Ping regained consciousness, and a strong heart palpitation emerged, almost suffocating him.

At this moment, he felt a chill, and an indescribable fear appeared.

It was a tingling feeling on the scalp, as if his soul was stared at by something, something huge and indescribable that was about to devour him. He felt like he was in a manic and disorderly abyss.

"what exactly is it?"

He Ping opened his eyes from the golden cocoon. His vision seemed to be sucked into the darkness. He could see that in the deep abyss, there was a huge, almost dying ancient tree. It towered into the clouds, its roots Tangled and intertwined, rooted in the bottomless abyss.

For some reason, he felt that he had seen this ancient tree somewhere, but for a moment, he couldn't remember it.

Where the ancient tree takes root, there seems to be a dark cave. From the cave at the root, it seems that a dark sun is rising slowly, slowly floating upward from under the roots of the huge ancient tree.

This sun seems to be able to swallow light, and it also seems to be able to radiate darkness. The dark light carries the quality of distorting space, like a star that has been dead for a long time, casting countless tentacle-like shadows to the outside world.

"Sacrifice to the God of Fire?"

His voice was full of astonishment and surprise. The pitch-black sun was hidden at the bottom of the bottomless darkness like an abyss. The pitch-black sun, which could swallow up all light sources, immediately collapsed from the inside. A slender crack emerged, splitting from the center. In the huge gap that opened, a red heat source like magma released light and heat.

"Eye?"

He Ping murmured to himself, but from both sides of the crack like pupils, there were countless slender arms and struggling figures. It was a tragic scene like purgatory - countless people burning in the flames, eyes wide open. The eye sockets without pupils are open, the empty mouth is wide open, and a silent scream is emitted.

"...ever, rise, never fall!"

Countless waves of noisy voices rang out, and He Ping felt a bang in his head, as if something exploded.

Boom!

His consciousness was shocked again, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

There was a click, like the sound of an egg shell breaking. The huge golden cocoon burst open, and large swaths of fire burst out brightly, with flames rising.

At this moment, he felt like a big fireball that continued to burn. Tens of thousands of flaming heat streams collided and splashed inside his body. They released such destructive power that even he himself felt terrified. shock.

As soon as this thought came out, countless red flames came out from under his skin, burning brightly.

He Ping turned into a flaming man again. He roared and rushed upward from the cold pool.

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"boom!"

With an explosion, a hill above the cold pool was almost shattered. Looking from a high altitude, you would see a dazzling red spot expanding rapidly. In an instant, a stream of red flames continued to spray upwards, forming a dazzling pillar of fire.

In mid-air, a huge pillar of fire burned blazingly, exuding a domineering and scorching aura, carrying heat that hurt people's souls, sweeping through everything around them in waves.

The invisible power released in the fire spread outward layer by layer like a heat wave. The earth and rocks in this hill burned red like charcoal and melted into a fluid like magma.

I don’t know how long it took, but a figure as small as an ant gradually emerged from the pillar of fire and slowly walked out.

The firelight on He Ping's body had disappeared, and the clothes on his body were gradually restored. However, his eyes shone with the red luster of burning firewood, the red color of steel when it burns red.

"That kind of thing is really a sacrifice to the God of Fire!"

He Ping looked at his feet.

"There really is a sun in the center of the earth deep in the abyss. Could that thing be the god of fire sacrifices and the god worshiped by Chongyang Palace...?"

His eyes suddenly became intense, and he felt extremely confused.

He didn't know whether what he saw just now was real or a vision. He should have come into contact with the will of the Fire God again. No, that thing does not seem to have a "self", it is more like a fusion of countless souls, mixed with other things, and even part of it is contaminated by the distortion of heaven, radiating chaotic power to the outside world.

""Three Yang Tribulation"... and the Three Yang Tribulation Power should be a power stolen from the source of that thing by the people in Chongyang Palace..."

He was talking to himself.

"However, this time it was a blessing in disguise. That 'thing' seemed to resonate with me, imprinting some kind of information again and instilling it into my soul. It was equivalent to inserting a mark that could lock the soul through the air. "

He Ping felt lucky that he had two souls. The sacrifice to the God of Fire was only for one of his souls. That soul originally belonged to the original owner of this body, not him who was a time traveler.

Just like he said, he was a blessing in disguise, because the other soul had long since withered and only had basic instincts. The God of Fire Sacrifice could not "brainwash", that is, assimilate his will through that kind of information transmission.

"In addition, that information is also mixed with some information about the "Three Yang Tribulation", which involves this method of entering the Tao, but it is not complete."

He Ping has always been very interested in the "Three Yang Tribulation" method of entering the Tao. He once wanted to study it, but now, he has obtained a part of the "Three Yang Tribulation" entry scriptures, but now, he has no such interest in his heart.

"I'm afraid there are big problems with the "Three Yang Tribulation" entry method. I can't use it indiscriminately in the future..."

He Ping touched his chin.

"Three Yang Tribulation" has a deep relationship with the God of Fire Sacrifice. He suspects that every time he uses the power of Three Yang Tribulation, he will deepen his connection with the Fire Sacrifice God. If he continues like this, another soul will not be able to bear it. A connection that deepens over and over again.

"It can even be said that every time I use the Three Yang Tribulation, the God of Fire Sacrifice will sense my presence. If you think about it this way, it is really dangerous!"

He frowned, feeling that it was necessary to seal the power of "Three Yang Tribulation" to prevent too much contact with the power of the God of Fire Sacrifice.

"Also, I have absorbed almost enough Xuan Ming's evil energy. Now I can be considered as having initially condensed the technique of 'Xuan Ming Yi Qi Thunder Pond Armor'."

He stretched out his finger and flicked it.

Boom!

This finger actually made a thunderous sound!

Zhila!

In an instant, countless dancing electric snakes emerged from the fingertips, and the light in the void skyrocketed, lighting up the black lightning in the silver, exploding into a vast expanse of white in front of them.

He Ping's blow was directly blasted several miles away. A group of white bone bats were seen flying over. They were blown up by the Xuanming Divine Thunder. Each one was frozen in the air, and then let out a dull thunder. The sound suddenly exploded and shattered into countless ice shards.

"The power of Xuanming Divine Thunder is very frightening. This spell is really powerful!"

He Ping was very satisfied with this. He spent so much energy to refine the "Xuan Ming Yi Qi Thunder Pool Armor Forbidden" spell, which is indeed worth the price.

Of course, the most important thing is to use the "Xuan Ming Yi Qi Thunder Pond Armor", supplemented by the Five Yin Xuan Sha Earth Demon Flames, to refine the true energy. Once he has cultivated the ninth level of true energy, his strength will immediately be promoted to the next stage.

"It will take some time to practice latent cultivation, and then you will be able to condense the Nine-Server Zhu Xuan Qi!"

He took a deep breath and could feel that after the two spells in his body were condensed, the nine-service Zhu Xuan Qi was slowly condensing into its prototype.

The two spells condensed by Xuanming Zhensha and Wuyin Xuansha quickly merged together and slowly condensed into a zhenqi seed. This zhenqi seed does not need to be cultivated carefully, and there is no need to perform sacrifices in the future. When the merits are complete and the conditions are ripe, Jiufu Zhuxuan's true energy will naturally condense.

"If I enter the Tao with the Immortal Puppet Sect's "Invisible Secret", I will be able to condense the Ten Transformations of Heavenly Luo Zhenqi. However, if I enter the Tao with the "Invisible Secret", I don't know if I can get to where I am today."

He Ping thought about it and felt a sigh of relief in his heart.

At this moment, Chi Xinzi, who had not contacted him for a while, sent a message again.

"Junior brother, I'm in trouble here!"

Chi Xinzi directly passed a piece of information to him, telling him about his situation with Lou Chongxiao and Nansha Diaosou.

"What... you, Lou Chongxiao and others entered a secret realm, and were then transported to an ancient palace. That place is located deep in the cracks of broken space. There is an entrance in it, which is located on the third floor of the Abyss Realm. middle……"

He Ping was startled when he heard the news.

"Could it be the ruins of the Immortal Palace in Yunxiao Dao Palace?"

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"Yunxiao Dao Palace?"

Chi Xinzi twirled his long beard and half-closed his eyes.

The secret realm he was in was full of damaged palaces and ruins. This space is not dark either. There is bright light falling from high in the sky. It’s just that I don’t know where the light source comes from, but it can illuminate these dilapidated palace ruins without any darkness.

Under the weak light in the sky, you can see the huge palace buildings.

Although these buildings are broken everywhere, they are magnificent and majestic, and they are obviously not human. Some palaces are like temples, floating in the sky one by one, like the legendary heavenly palace on the clouds.

The material of the palace is like crystal white jade, and the jade bricks are laid with tight joints and are built perfectly. There are also some huge pillars buried in the rubble, which are also as pure white as jade.

"Indeed, the architectural style of this place is very ancient, older than the Nine-winged Golden Crow City of the Hunyuan Sect, and judging from the current observed area, it is even larger than the original Nine-winged Golden Crow City many……"

Chi Xinzi nodded.

There is a saying overseas that after the Nine-winged Golden Crow City fell, it was secretly taken away by the Hunyuan Sect's second god-level master, Old Man Yuan Yuan. The remains of this treasure should be hidden in the Xuanxuan Palace overseas. in, rather than outside.

"This statement is still somewhat credible..."

He continued to observe the surroundings. The ruins of these palace buildings had been severely damaged. Some of the ruins had broken eaves and broken walls. They were all charred and severely damaged. The ground was also full of potholes, large and small. It can be seen that this place has obviously been affected by war.

He glanced at the giant pillar next to him, which had a bloody palm print imprinted on it. The palm print was almost embedded in the pillar, and every trace of his finger was clearly visible. In addition to this palm print, there are also traces of some great monks who had entered the Taoist level and fought fierce battles here.

"Indeed, there was a great battle here in the past, which was quite tragic. If not for this, this ruins would not have been abandoned to this point..."