Outside Panxi Mountain
Winding peaks and emerald green waves.
Today is a sunny day with a scorching sun. There are a few white clouds floating in the sky.
"The palace in the center has been opened." A woman's clear and sweet voice suddenly came from the white clouds.
"Congratulations to Junior Sister," the old man's laughter rang out from a white cloud next to him: "Junior Sister's long-cherished wish of more than ten years will come true today."
The old man's voice was loud and full of energy. He was clearly the ancestor of the Yunxiao Sect, Yan Xiling.
The one who spoke to him was naturally the mysterious female cultivator.
The white clouds were silent and silent, as if there were a pair of eyes looking through them at the steep and beautiful mountain peak.
The eight entrances ten days ago had already returned to the appearance of steaming clouds and mist.
It will take a month for Panxi Mountain to exclude all intruders from the outside world, and then these cave entrances will disappear again, and Panxi Mountain will also disappear.
"Misfortune and fortune are unpredictable." After a long time, the woman sighed quietly.
"Is there going to be another twists and turns in this matter?" Yan Xiling asked in surprise.
"can not see clearly."
Yan Xiling was even more surprised: "Two years ago, Junior Sister calculated that the Demonic Cloud Crack would not cause any big waves. Last year, our True Ancestor from the Eastern Region came in person, and the calculated results were almost the same as yours."
"It can be seen that junior sister's divination skills are by no means inferior to our ancestor. Why can't we see clearly something that is so close now?"
"Senior brother, that's ridiculous." The woman was silent for a moment and sighed: "The art of heaven connects the heaven and the earth and predicts the future. It is as broad and profound as the vast starry sky. I am just a glimpse of the leopard, and I can only see a little bit. How can I dare to compare with the old man Jiahe Zhenzun. "
The True Lord Jiahe she spoke of was none other than the god-forming ancestor from the Eastern Region, whose Taoist name was Jiahe.
"The reason why I was able to measure the changes in the cracks in the magic cloud was really a coincidence. That's because..."
The woman paused and explained: "For some reason, the expansion of the crack in the magic cloud seems to be closely related to Yang Zhen. Because of Zixue, I have a lot of involvement with him, so I can take advantage of it and calculate a two."
"If it's other things, I may not have this ability. Especially their trip to the central palace this time is related to me. When it comes to my own fate and luck, it has always been smoke and mirrors, difficult to predict, and indescribable. I can't see clearly. , it’s really normal.”
"Yang Zhen?" Yan Xiling clicked his tongue and sighed: "This kid who you think has great luck is actually related to the Demon Cloud Crack?"
"Well, this is indeed strange." The woman in the clouds replied in a low voice.
"Ten years ago, on my way back from Qingzhou, I met Zhao Beiqing's family. At that time, I was new to the art of heavenly secrets, so I couldn't help but investigate them. Zhao Beiqing's face was ruddy, full of heaven, and he seemed to have a good fortune. However, there was a disaster in the middle. If there were noble people to help, or to compromise on my own, it might have been avoided. So I helped him once, thinking that I could help him get out of trouble. Unexpectedly, a few years later, he returned to Hanzhou, and finally Fallen there."
"There were two people in the same boat at that time who had the most special horoscopes. One of them was the little girl named Zhao Yue'er. Her horoscope was very good, her auspicious stars were shining brightly, and everything went smoothly. She was a lucky person."
"The second is this Yang Zhen. Her destiny is like bright or dark. When it is dim, it is difficult to see clearly, needless to say. When it is bright, it is like a scorching sun, shining brightly. Not only can she turn disaster into good luck, but she can also often help people around her... "
"So this trip to the underground palace, Miss Zixue must bring Yang Zhen with her." Yan Xiling suddenly said.
"Yes. People who have great luck must not seize their opportunities and use them for themselves, otherwise they will be counterattacked by the will of heaven. Only by complying with the destiny of heaven and taking advantage of their luck can we turn adversity into good fortune and turn danger into safety."
"Yeah." Yan Xiling responded lightly. He knew that this junior sister was still worried about her attempt to search Yang Zhen's soul that day, and she warned her secretly.
In fact, he has quite a lot of experience with the divine soul, and he is confident that even if he searches for souls, he will never hurt a Qi training disciple. But I don’t bother to explain such a trivial matter.
The woman seemed to sense a hint of unhappiness in Yan Xiling's tone. After being silent, she changed the topic:
"Zixue told me two days ago that Yang Zhen met people from the Liang Kingdom looking for a secret in a place called Qilin Mountain in the southwest..."
Although he would not widely spread the story of Yang Zhen's encounter with Song Zhixian and his subsequent encounter with Liang Xiaoyu in the cave, he told the truth truthfully to his close friends such as Zhao Yue'er and Zixue.
"Secret?" Yan Xiling was indeed interested: "Tell me in detail, what's going on?"
Half a quarter of an hour later, he mused: "If my estimate is correct, this secret treasure in Qilin Mountain is probably the same as the treasures found by Patriarch Shen Hui back then. They are sixth-level magic weapons."
"Level 6 magic weapon!" The woman exclaimed.
Since the catastrophe three thousand years ago, there are not many sixth-level magic weapons left in this world. The Jiahe Zhenzhen of the Eastern Region must still have one or two in his hands. Other countries may not have it in every country. Even if there are one or two, they are definitely the treasures of the country and the clan, and they will not be shown to others easily.
Eighteen hundred years ago, Yunxiao Sect's Nascent Soul Ancestor Shen Hui Zhenjun, together with the Demon King of Million Mountains, once found four sixth-level treasures in Panxi Mountain, and both sides divided them into two pieces.
The two items from the Yunxiao Sect are now hidden deep in the sect's secret vault, and are personally controlled by the ancestor of Xiling. They will never be taken out easily until the sect faces a life-or-death moment.
As for the two items taken away by the demon clan, Yan Xiling introduced them to this junior sister in detail. There is one thing in it, called Ten Thousand Leaves Stone Marrow, which generates a drop of stone marrow every two hundred years. Every five drops of it can make a real person who has perfected the golden elixir advance to the Nascent Soul Real King.
For the demon clan, only four drops, that is, every eight hundred years, are enough to transform the late fourth-level demon king into a demon king.
Such a rare thing in this world is now in the hands of the demon clan. So what kind of rare treasures should the two items taken away by Yunxiao Sect be?
And now, Liang Guo is likely to find another one...
"If you continue to break up, you will suffer chaos!" Yan Xiling sneered:
"That Liang Xiaoyu let Yang Zhen go, maybe because she didn't want to risk her life, maybe because she didn't know what was in the secret treasure, and also because after Panxi Mountain was closed, there must be someone on her side to help her, so I don’t want to meet Yang Zhen’s swordsman.”
"Now, I don't know if she regrets it too much, but I will never let such a treasure slip away from my eyes. I have no choice but to be a bad person for once, hehe."
There was a decisiveness in his tone: "If God doesn't take it, you will be punished! I will definitely get this thing!"
The white clouds on the opposite side were silent, as if they were sighing.
