In the main hall, all Buddhist disciples escaped, leaving only the Gandharva monks. He had long discovered the situation in the palace and wanted to escape. But Cheng Ling's musical skills were very powerful, and he didn't dare to be distracted when he was in a stalemate with himself.
Cheng Ling has now transformed the Ning Xin Zou into a harp and harp, and waves of spiritual attacks are eroding towards the opponent, without any chance of being distracted.
Zhou Shijie rolled his eyes and said, "Everyone, hurry up and grab the elixir!"
He actually wanted to take advantage of Cheng Ling being held back so that the five of them could monopolize the elixir in the palace. The other four people instinctively felt that something was wrong, but they were all inner disciples of Puyang Peak and Miaolin Peak. Even if the two direct disciples spoke, their objections would have no effect.
Cheng Ling sneered in his heart, the flute sound suddenly turned down, and the soul's attack turned into defense. As if the Gandharva monks were granted amnesty, in a stalemate, as long as another monk attacks, he will die.
When he saw Cheng Ling turning from offense to defense, he immediately understood that the other party did not want others to reap the benefits. He immediately put away the two bells and rushed out of the hall with a flash of his figure.
Changes here only happen in the blink of an eye. Cheng Ling's position was between the two alchemy furnaces. Without the restraints of the Brahma monks, he was immediately liberated. He used the phantom body technique and tapped the long sword, and the elixirs in the two alchemy furnaces were put into the storage ring. .
"How dare you!" Zhou Shijie shouted angrily, "Cheng Ling, don't go too far!"
"So what, if you have the ability, grab it yourself!" Cheng Ling sneered.
Zhou Shijie's chest rose and fell violently. He wanted to step forward but did not dare to act rashly. Unbeknownst to others, he had personally seen the Immortal King of the Universe fight against Cheng Ling. The other party was able to retreat completely under the pressure of the Immortal King Stage monks. Although he did not believe that the Universal Immortal King was dead, he did not dare to provoke him easily with such methods.
He could only turn his gaze to Ren Duxing and asked: "Senior Brother Ren, what do you say?"
Ren Duxing was putting the last pot of elixir into his bag. After finishing the matter, he looked at Cheng Ling and Zhou Shijie and said, "Cheng Ling, this time, Ren owes you a favor, and I will definitely repay you in the future!"
Cheng Ling knew what he meant. If he hadn't taken action just now and used his sound skills to resist the ringing of Gandharva monks' bells, not to mention not getting the elixir, the lives of all the monks in the field would have been in danger. But even so, Zhou Shijie still wanted to take the elixir to himself and not leave any for Cheng Ling. His attitude of burning bridges was obvious. No wonder the other party was angry.
This time, he just took advantage of the distance to grab a pot of elixir. After all, he owed Cheng Ling a favor. As a leader of the younger generation of Wuji Sect, the pride in my heart really cannot overcome this hurdle.
Cheng Ling smiled casually and said: "There is no need to come tomorrow, as long as you promise me one thing, today's matter will be cancelled!"
Ren Duxing was stunned and asked, "What's the matter?"
"I swear an oath to heaven that the affairs between me and the Immortal King of the World will never be revealed."
Ren Duxing pondered for a while and said resolutely: "Okay, I, Ren Duxing, swear here that I will never leak a single word about the matter between Cheng Ling and the Immortal King Huanyu to the outside world. If I violate it, I will be punished by heaven and earth!"
After the words fell, Cheng Ling nodded with satisfaction, then turned to Zhou Shijie and looked at him coldly.
Zhou Shijie's expression changed. Puyang Immortal Lord came in person. He also found some confidence that he would no longer be afraid of Cheng Ling. He made an oath at this time and would never give in.
Cheng Ling's voice turned cold and he said: "If you hadn't sworn the oath of heaven, maybe today Cheng would have to take action to completely eliminate the hidden danger!"
"How dare you!" Zhou Shijie looked stern and his voice was a little sharp, but after all, he did not dare to face Cheng Ling directly, but looked at Ren Duxing.
Ren Duxing said calmly: "You
Make your own decisions! You can return a favor, why not! "
Zhou Shijie was dejected. Without Ren Duxing's support, he would never dare to confront Cheng Ling easily. In desperation, I can only make an oath of heaven!
Cheng Ling laughed and said: "In that case, Cheng takes his leave. There are still many opportunities in Jiuyou Immortal Mansion. Whether you can get them depends on everyone's luck!"
Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed out of the hall.
Cheng Ling continued to shuttle through the passage, forcing Ren Duxing and Zhou Shijie to make the oath of heaven, but there was no feeling of ease in his heart.
"Strength requires even greater strength! If you are in the Immortal Emperor realm, why do you need to do it multiple times? No one dares to challenge you easily."
"This Jiuyou Immortal Mansion is an excellent opportunity. As long as you find a way to refine the Zhenfu stone tablet, your heritage will be deepened again, and the development of Luochen Pharmaceutical will be faster. If you can gather a group of people around you All like-minded monks can compete with all major forces!"
"Xie Feng has found Qing Yan, Su Yi, and Jian Yinghao. I don't know where these people are. After the bloody wasteland and the mountains and rivers virtual realm, my cultivation level must be improved to the peak of the Immortal King. Only then will I have a certain amount of capital to find them."
"There are also inheritances. We have obtained some from Luochen Continent, Black Demon Abyss and other places before, but they are not rich enough and lack continuation. The inheritance from Jiuyou Immortal Mansion can be used as a supplement. There are also pure Yang stones and sword techniques on the walls, but they are not found. Before the town’s stone monument, collect as much as you can!”
There are many corridors in the main hall, and there are also many side halls. Some side halls are very small, like transitions, and some side halls are very large. There are murals on both the corridors and the walls of the side halls, and all of them are swordsmanship murals.
In the blink of an eye, five days have passed since Cheng Ling entered the passage hall. He continued to go deeper, walked through the corridors, and entered the side halls. He obtained more than 100,000 pure Yang stones, and learned more than 20 sword skills. Door.
The deeper you go, the more advanced the swordsmanship on the murals becomes, and the more Cheng Ling naturally accumulates. Entering a side hall, Cheng Ling was immediately surprised, because there were as many as five pure Yang stones in this side hall, each worth at least 10,000 yuan, that is, 50,000 pieces of pure Yang stones.
You know, his harvest in the past five days was only 100,000 pure Yang stones.
Without hesitation, Cheng Ling collected all 50,000 pure Yang stones in one roll.
"Thousands of snakes eat the heart!"
"Sky Fire Twin Ultimate!"
In the other passages, monks were also running around. But unlike Cheng Ling, they planned to snatch the treasures in the passage. During this period, they accidentally bumped into each other, and naturally they were struck by thunder and fire. After a hard fight, the winner got the treasure, while the loser either escaped in despair or paid the price with his life!
Fighting and killings continued in the passage.
In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed since entering the passage.
Cheng Ling's soul, tempered by the pure Yang Qi, became more and more condensed, and even the power of the soul became a little stronger, and a faint blood-red color emitted from the sea of consciousness. The Qi and blood are strong, the body is stronger, and the seventh-level spiritual body is more stable, which brings about an improvement in strength.
The foundation of the Immortal King's perfection is more solid. From the beginning, it gradually becomes perfect, and it is moving towards the peak of perfection. It will be more helpful to hit the Immortal King stage in the future.
There are countless channels, but there are always limits. Two months later, tens of thousands of monks had almost searched all the passages.
Cheng Ling encountered a dead end. There was a corridor at his feet, a wall in front of him, and no door. There was no way out, and even sword attacks could not move him in the slightest.
At this time, you must return as soon as possible and find other paths, otherwise you may fall behind others. Basically, everyone who enters the passage and encounters a dead end does this.
Cheng Ling was about to turn around and leave. His eyes swept across the wall in front, and he suddenly paused. The walls looked ordinary, nothing out of the ordinary. At least, that's how it seemed to most people, but Cheng Ling glanced at it and found something unusual that deserved his attention.
The color of the walls is light red, which is the main color of the hall. However, there are traces on the wall, which are very subtle and faint. If you don't have extraordinary eyesight, you probably won't notice them.
Cheng Ling was attracted by the subtle marks. If you look closely at the traces, you will find that there is a faint golden luster shining through them, and a strange fluctuation remains. It is very weak, but it is tough and enduring.
As he looked at it, Cheng Ling's eyes lit up, and the marks were sword marks.
The seemingly messy marks were as if someone had once held a sword, used the sword randomly, and chopped randomly on the wall, but Cheng Ling felt that there was something mysterious in the messy sword marks.
Turning back and standing in front of the wall, Cheng Ling looked attentively.
The more you look at it, the more mysterious it becomes, but I don't know why. It just feels more and more mysterious, but it's not clear, as if you can't see the truth through a layer of mist.
"There should be a sword technique among these messy sword marks. The extra sword marks just cover up that sword technique," Cheng Ling said secretly.
As he looked at it, he suddenly felt that many of those sword marks were very familiar.
"This is..." His eyes suddenly lit up, and Cheng Ling discovered that most of the sword marks were the sword skills he had learned before. It was the ones carved on the walls of the corridor and The sword skills on the wall of the side hall.
After seeing this, Cheng Ling immediately made a distinction.
The sword marks on the wall look very messy. They are completely the marks left by the sword moves of many swordsmanships. There is no trace of any pattern. If you want to distinguish them one by one, there is only one way, and that is to be very familiar with the swordsmanship. familiar.
"Damn it, this is already the third dead end we've encountered."
"Take action and blast away with brute force!"
A group of Mohou Luojia clan members immediately took action, blasting out powerful spells one after another, hitting the wall and making a loud noise.
"Isn't there an entrance?" Chu Tianhe frowned. This was the fifth dead end he had encountered.
"Why do the marks on the wall give me a familiar feeling?" Lu Linlang stared at the sword marks on the wall in front of her, frowning and thinking hard. As a disciple of Immortal King Ziwei and good at swordsmanship, she is different from other monks. She has studied the swordsmanship on the wall in detail and has memorized several of them.
It's just that she is not as good as Cheng Ling. She has a deep memory of almost every sword technique, and can use it immediately, thoroughly mastering the essence. She just felt that the marks were familiar, but she couldn't really tell them apart.
Dead ends... dead ends... dead ends... without exception, all are dead ends.
Entering the passage, those who were still alive basically encountered a dead end. The same thing was a wall with intertwined and disordered sword marks. Some people go to understand the sword marks on it, while others turn around and leave, looking for other ways out.
But no matter whether they continue to look for a way out or understand the sword marks, they can't find it. Even the dozen immortals can't find the clues for a while!
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