Yang Zhen and Zixue, who were deep in the underground palace, were not aware of the changes happening outside.
They had already arrived at the stone house.
On the way, Zixue revealed the situation of the immortal beast's aura and her own guess.
"Is there the aura of a fairy beast hidden in this sarcophagus?" Yang Zhen walked back and forth around the sarcophagus and suddenly pushed it out with a palm.
The coffin lid didn't move at all.
The young man was very unconvinced, so he took out the purple gold stick again, used the mentality of destroying the stick, and swung it again!
There was no movement in the sarcophagus, not even a trace was left.
It was the force of the counter-shock that made his blood surge. A mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, and he suppressed it.
"It's useless," Zixue pointed to a place on the cave wall: "Don't talk about you, even if the ancestor Yuanying comes here, he can't do anything to this sarcophagus."
Yang Zhen looked around and noticed that there were countless fine lines drawn on the cave wall, densely layered, like fingerprints.
"Formation?" He suddenly realized it and stretched out his hand to explore. After thousands of years of precipitation, the lines were still clearly discernible, as if they had just been carved yesterday.
"This stone wall, including the screen wall and sand table outside, are all protected by formations and are difficult to destroy."
Seemingly understanding what he was thinking, Zixue explained.
"Since it is protected by the formation and the sarcophagus is so tightly sealed, how can the aura of the immortal beast be leaked?" Yang Zhen said in surprise.
"This is a naturally occurring sarcophagus," Zixue praised in admiration: "It is difficult for the spiritual objects born between heaven and earth to be completely integrated. There will always be a gap for communication between the inside and outside. Just like the natural magic array, there must be Just like the gate of life, this is the way of heaven and earth, and you will slowly understand it in the future."
"Even if there is just a trace of the immortal beast's breath that escapes, it is a great tonic for the monsters. They can't help but go crazy."
"Unless those suppressive objects are still there. Even if there is only one, it can firmly suppress the coffin lid, press it to be closer to the coffin body, and greatly reduce the leakage of breath."
Hearing this, Yang Zhen's eyes suddenly lit up: "Is it feasible for me to teleport to the outer mountain now and put the Earth Spirit Pearl back to its original place?"
"You can think of this method, don't I know it?" Zixue sighed: "The treasure itself cannot directly act on this sarcophagus. A guiding object is needed to draw the power of the formation to suppress it. Live in this sarcophagus.”
"A guiding object?" Yang Zhen murmured, looking at the empty sarcophagus, and lost her voice: "Stick! You mean, that stick is a guiding object!"
Zixue nodded solemnly and was about to speak when her expression suddenly changed and she turned her head towards the door.
A middle-aged man with snow-white hair and the appearance of a scribe appeared at the door at some point.
This man was holding a stick in his hand. It was about a foot long and was white and crystal clear. It was the little stick that had disappeared not long ago!
Seeing that both Yang and Mu were looking at the object in their hands, the person who came had no expression on his face. With a flip of his wrist, the stick flew out and hit a jade pillar of the teleportation array, immediately breaking the pillar into two pieces.
The teleportation array in the stone house is not protected by the array.
Obviously, this is a warning.
But Xiaobangzi yelled: "Smelly old man, don't throw this Bangbang around! Also, let that sister out quickly, I want to hear a story. After listening to the story, I just--!"
Before he finished speaking, a white light flashed, and a girl in white fell to the ground. Her face was a little pale, but her body was intact.
"Yue'er——" Yang Zhen said in surprise!
Zhao Yue'er came out of the spirit beast bag, still a little confused. When she suddenly heard her lover's voice, she was surprised and happy. Looking at it with her beautiful eyes, she couldn't help but burst into tears!
"Yue'er, where have you been?" Yang Zhen asked.
Zhao Yue'er raised her eyes and looked around. When she saw the middle-aged man, her smile immediately faded and she shook her head gently without making a sound.
…
Things have to start from yesterday.
August 11, noon
Deep in the underground palace, stone house
"The Great Immortal Zhenyuan covered Yu Chen's left and right sides, and then used a trick that held everything within his sleeves. He gently spread his robe sleeves in the wind in the clouds, came forward across the ground, and connected the four masters and disciples of Tang Monk with one sleeve. Cage..."
Zhao Yue'er's slightly hoarse voice continued.
"What's the matter in the sleeves! The golden cudgel keeps getting bigger and bigger, just burst it!" A child's voice shouted:
"Little sister, Bangbang is right, isn't he? Is that so? Is that so?"
Zhao Yueer sighed feebly:
"Little Bangbang, my sister has been talking for five or six hours at a stretch, and her voice has become hoarse. Let her take a rest, okay?"
"No, little sister, I still want to listen, I still want to listen!"
"Sister, I'm exhausted. Let's take a rest!" Seeing that she was still pestering her, Zhao Yuer also became angry and said angrily. (Note 1)
"No, you tell me now. If you don't tell me, I'll beat you to death!" Xiaobangzi threatened.
"Kill me, and no one will tell you about "Journey to the West"!" Zhao Yue'er did not flinch.
Seeing that being tough didn't work, Xiao Bangzi started acting recklessly again:
"Little sister, please, please speak quickly! Bangbang has been here for thousands of years, and no one has talked to me. Bangbang is so pitiful, wuwu..."
Zhao Yue'er was so entangled by it that she finally reached a compromise and took a break to drink some water before continuing.
She took out a jar of spiritual wine from the ring and patted the seal. After a tired night, instead of drinking water, it is better to drink spiritual wine.
"Miss, is this wine for you? Bangbang wants to drink, Bangbang wants to drink too!" Little Bangzi immediately became excited when he smelled the aroma of wine.
Without waiting for Zhao Yue'er to respond, it had already jumped into the wine jar. When it was poked with a stick, the wine in the jar dropped rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"It's so comfortable! It's been three thousand years! Bangbang hasn't drunk in three thousand years!"
Looking at this posture, Zhao Yue'er knew that the jar of wine was no longer in use, so she had to take out another jar from the ring and asked with a smile:
"Xiao Bangzi, is the spirit wine delicious?"
These spiritual wines are all second-level spiritual fruit wines, which have a fragrant taste and were specially prepared for her by Yang Zhen. She had a lot saved up in the ring. This thing can be emptied while drinking and doesn’t take up space.
When she asked this question, she also meant to express her closeness to Xiaobangzi. Unexpectedly, this weapon spirit was very arrogant and said disdainfully:
"It doesn't taste good. It doesn't taste good at all. It tastes terrible. It's far worse than the fairy wine I drank at the master's place!"
"Master?" Zhao Yue'er's heart moved and she said quietly: "Bangbang, tell me sister, what does the fairy wine taste like?"
"Well, this..." Xiaobangzi was speechless for a moment: "You haven't drunk it before, so it's useless to tell you. Anyway, it tastes good, just like when Bangbang was a child, breathing in the forest, so comfortable! "
Unexpectedly, this uneducated weapon spirit’s metaphor was quite interesting, and Zhao Yuer’er became even more interested:
"Awesome, why can you drink the fairy wine?"
"Master gave me something to drink!"
"Who is your master? Is he an immortal?"
"Of course! My master is the most famous alchemy master in the thirty-three days, and is known as the Danxia Fairy!" Xiaobangzi said with a lively expression.
Zhao Yue'er was secretly surprised, thirty-three days? Fairy?
For people in the Zhenyu world, the fairy world is a legend, a yearning, and a dream that is always elusive.
Is this little stick a thing of immortality?
Then wouldn't it be——
Immortal weapon?
She became more and more surprised. In the Jade Realm, not to mention her, even the God-Transforming True Master from the Eastern Region may not have seen an immortal weapon.
You're not trying to trick me, are you?
Not like that!
"Bangbang, then why are you here? It's not easy to come from the fairy world to the mortal world!"
"It was the fairy sister who brought me here," Xiao Bangzi replied, suddenly bursting into tears: "Bangbang misses his master so much. Bangbang hasn't seen his master for thousands of years! The master must have forgotten Bangbang, woo hoo, little stick Bangbang is so pitiful, wuwu——"
The crying immediately stopped. Zhao Yue'er was helpless by it and quickly comforted her with words. After a while, after promising to continue telling the story, Xiao Bangzi finally broke down in tears and smiled.
"The great Immortal Zhenyuan turned to the auspicious clouds, walked down to Wuzhuang Temple, sat down, asked his disciples to bring ropes, and tied up the four masters and disciples respectively..."
After a while, a soft female voice sounded in the stone house...
…
"...The Tang Monk was so frightened on the horse that he was trembling and speechless. Bajie laughed at the side and said: 'Good traveler! The wind is blowing! After only half a day's journey, three of them were killed...'"
"God's Coming"
Half an hour later, the story had already moved from "stealing ginseng fruit" to "three dozen white-bone spirits". Zhao Yuer'er cheered up, but Xiaobangzi became more and more excited as he listened.
"...Then Dasheng Sun said goodbye to his master, somersaulted in the clouds, and went back to the Water Curtain Cave in Huaguo Mountain."
"Let's go! Let's go!" Xiao Bangzi jumped up to Lao Gao: "Tang Monk, a bald donkey, is not worthy of being a teacher... Oops!"
It turned out that with this jump, he actually jumped to the roof in one breath and collided hard with the rock wall above.
Zhao Yue'er was slightly surprised and stood up, but her body suddenly became light, as if the force that had been pressing on her body suddenly disappeared.
"This is..." She was thinking about it when she heard the little stick laughing crazily in mid-air:
"Haha! All the treasures have been taken away, and they are gone! The power that pressed on my stick is gone! Hahahaha!"
He fell from the air and fell to the ground, but he was still laughing wildly.
"Bangbang is free! Bangbang no longer has to be locked up in this dark room! Hahahaha——"
Zhao Yue'er was stunned, a flash of inspiration flashed in her heart, and she suddenly understood everything.
"Bangbang, the treasure you asked them to get was originally used to suppress you, right?"
"Bangbang is so good, why are you suppressing me? You're not suppressing me, you're not suppressing me!" Xiaobangzi denied loudly, with a rather unhappy tone.
Zhao Yue'er was even more confused: "Little Bangbang, sister doesn't understand. Please tell me what's going on and why are you locked up in this room!"
"It's not the thing in the sarcophagus," Xiao Bangzi said angrily: "There is also an old man named Huang Ji. The elixirs that he has survived three times are all waste! He can't ascend on his own, so Bangbang suffers a lot!"
"Sarcophagus? What's in the sarcophagus?"
"Zhuhuang, he was beaten to death with a stick! Is the stick strong?"
The candle phoenix is a legendary beast. Even as a cub, it is at least several feet long. This sarcophagus, which seemed to hold no more than a few square meters, actually contained a killed candle phoenix!
Zhao Yue'er felt like she was listening to the wonders of a book from heaven. After sitting there for a long time, she asked:
"Zhuhuang? Are you dead? They are already dead, why should we suppress him?"
"Bangbang doesn't know about this either." Little Bangzi said one after another:
"Old Huang Ji said that this was the master's request. He was acting under orders and asked me to cooperate well. That's why Bangbang stood on the sarcophagus and used the power of the nine treasures to suppress this dead thing."
"Who would have thought that this useless guy, after his ascension failed, didn't come to Bangbang, and wanted Bangbang to guard him in this stone house. Bangbang has long been tired of it!"
"Bangbang doesn't want the power of the treasure, Bangbang wants to go out and play!"
It shouted excitedly, almost going crazy with desire.
However, Zhao Yue'er didn't want to hear any more.
"Bangbang, now that you are free, it is useless for my sister to stay here. My sister is going to find my brother!"
After saying that, she tentatively took a step forward, while secretly glancing at the little stick that was still lying on the ground, for fear that it would violently stop him.
Sure enough, Xiao Bangzi became angry when he heard this:
"No! Little sister, you have to stay with me and continue telling Bangbang stories!"
"You are not allowed to leave, or I will beat you to death with a stick! Ah, what's going on!"
"Why, why can't I get up?"
"Little sister, come here and pull the stick, the stick can't get up!"
Zhao Yue'er was dumbfounded. On the floor of the stone house, I saw a small stick trying to stand up one after another, but failed repeatedly. It looked like a fish flipping its belly and jumping around on the pad.
She walked over step by step, gently touched the stick with her jade hand, and pressed it completely to the ground with a little force.
"Little sister, don't hold down Bangbang, Bangbang needs to get up!" Xiaobangzi begged.
"Bangbang, have you lost your strength?" Zhao Yuer asked, a bright smile slowly blooming on his face.
"Where is my power! Where have they gone? Why, why!" Xiaobangzi shouted hysterically. After struggling several times, he was held down by Zhao Yue'er and could not move.
"Little Bangzi," the little girl said with a smile like a flower: "Your power comes from the suppressive power of the treasures! Now that the treasures have been taken away, your power has also disappeared, right?"
"The golden cudgel is only held in Sun Dasheng's hand to defeat demons. How can you beat people with a small stick?"
"No, don't! I want strength, I want to beat people, and I want to knock on sap!" Little Bangzi cried loudly.
Zhao Yue'er didn't want to deal with this weapon spirit who had the same mind as a child. Without the threat of the stick, her whole body relaxed, and the feeling of freedom returned to her body again.
"I'm going to find the little stone!" She stood up and was about to take a step when she suddenly stopped.
"Should I teleport to the outer mountains and look for small stones, or should I go out from the central palace and meet him halfway? Or wait for him near the underground palace?"
For a moment, she hesitated.
"Xiao Bangzi, were those two treasures taken away just now?" she asked.
"No, the one in the northwest was taken away last night. The last one in the southeast was taken away just a few breaths ago." Xiao Bangzi answered honestly.
"Took it away last night?" Zhao Yuer was surprised and happy. In a girl's heart, her lover is omnipotent. The one who can take away the treasure must be a small stone.
In an instant, she made a decision and left the underground palace to find Yang Zhen.
At this moment, a faint groan sounded from the underground palace.
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Note 1: The weapon spirit should have no gender. After much thought, I simply used the word "it" to refer to it.
PS: Most of what follows is the previous content, which is connected here.
The more I write, the more I feel that it is more appropriate to post this content here. I did post it too early last time.
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