Xu Yiru turned into a escaping light, left Prince Qi's Mansion, and quickly came to Yingchou Stream.
As expected, this place is very dangerous as its name suggests, but for those who seek immortality, it is also like walking on flat ground.
After finding the portal to the mysterious place, Xu Yi entered it as if he were familiar with it. However, the place was full of spiritual energy, the sun was shining brightly, and there were seven or eight rainbows hanging upside down in the sky, with auspicious clouds blooming.
Xu Yiru had no time to take a closer look. His consciousness spread out, showed his identity, and then quickly swept up.
Soon, he came to a cliff. A waterfall fell from the sky and hit a protruding rock below, splashing little drops of water.
The glow shines through, reflecting a rainbow, which is extremely beautiful.
There was a skeleton sitting on the raised rock.
Xu Yiru straightened his face, sat down in front of the skeleton, and saluted respectfully: "Sir, I have something to repay for my humble position."
A voice came from the skeleton: "Did something happen?"
"Your Majesty, you have a clear warning!" Xu Yiru lowered his head and reported the cause and effect of the incident.
"Your Majesty is coming in person?" The skeleton smiled, "It seems that this emperor's character is not as strong as usual."
"Sir," Xu Yiru's forehead was sweating, "What worries me most about this humble position is that His Majesty will use the destiny of the country..."
"It doesn't matter," the skeleton said calmly, "I have made a major breakthrough in my cultivation. In a short time, a Nascent Soul will be born in the Qizang Divine Mansion.
When that time comes, even if His Majesty uses up all his national destiny, I will still be able to resist him.
After all, it is ridiculous for a mere mortal emperor to want to defy heaven and kill an immortal. "
"Then congratulations, sir," Xu Yiru breathed out and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "The Mo League should also know about this. I don't know what your plans are."
"I established the Wuji Sect just for this time," Skull sneered, "Being their sect leader for so many years and occupying Qizhou's resources, I should pay for it.
If the Mo Alliance comes forward, just push it to Wuji Sect. "
Xu Yiru's heart trembled. He was preparing to use the sect he had built as a scapegoat.
However, for immortal cultivators, sects are just a formality.
What could be more important than the improvement of one's own cultivation?
Only those who are in the Nascent Soul realm can be considered masters among immortal cultivators.
Xu Yiru was very envious: "Your Excellency, this is a great achievement. I hope you can support me in more humble positions in the future."
"When His Majesty passes away," the skeleton said without any secret, "when the matter here is over, we will return to the Metropolitan Procuratorate and we will naturally teach you."
Xu Yiru was overjoyed.
For immortal cultivators, immortality comes first, spiritual energy comes second, and then there are martial arts, magical powers, and the like.
The small blessed land here was left behind by the powerful immortal cultivators of our ancestors and was accidentally discovered a hundred years ago.
The person in front of me, after occupying it, became the foundation of his own cultivation support. It took more than a hundred years to finally aspire to the Nascent Soul.
If it is passed down to oneself, it will be a great blessing.
Xu Yiru suddenly felt that all his efforts had paid off.
"That humble position..." He asked for instructions hurriedly.
"The emperor has already begun to take action," the skeleton chattered, "let's welcome him here.
The restrictions placed on the entry portal were simply lifted. "
This is a small blessed place, and it is the most suitable place for His Majesty’s burial.
Besides...he hasn't tasted what it's like to be a human emperor.
This time, I will definitely wash it off and enjoy it.
On the other side, Xu Mochen led Tang Derun and Li Bitong and moved forward rapidly.
The destination was clear, and with Li Bitong leading the way, they arrived at Yingchoujian in little time.
Sure enough, the birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and the traces of people in thousands of paths have been wiped out.
Xu Mochen frowned slightly, but Li Bitong smiled and relieved his worries: "Young master, don't worry. Now that we know the specific place, there must be a hidden place here. It will only take a while to find the door."
Her magical power is Paper Dance, which allows her to manipulate all paper and transform into various spells.
Li Bitong took out a stack of paper and spread it, only to see the papers turning into butterflies in the air, flapping their wings.
"I can use them to discover portals," Li Bitong explained. "They are effective within a radius of several miles. As long as the other party does not set up too strong a concealment restriction, they can be found."
Xu Mochen couldn't help but take a look, it was like there were countless little bees.
The butterflies spread out and looked around, but even so, it took a lot of time.
Xu Mochen and Tang Derun also condensed their spiritual consciousness in their eyes and looked carefully.
The three of them went deeper and deeper, and soon reached the deep mountains and dense forests.
At night, each butterfly glows with light, and light falls wherever it goes.
While I was looking around, a butterfly flapped its wings and stayed on a stone in the stream.
"That's it," Li Bitong pointed, "there's something abnormal there."
Xu Mochen looked around, and sure enough he could vaguely see an arc.
"Sir," Tang Derun frowned, "The door is so wide open and there is no hidden defense. I'm afraid..."
"I mean to invite you into the urn," Xu Mochen replied with a smile, "the other party also knows about our actions."
The doors are all open, and in this situation, those who dare not enter are not men.
Xu Mochen looked at the two of them, and both nodded while making eye contact.
Tang Derun took the lead. He wrapped himself with his spiritual consciousness, jumped towards the stream stone, and disappeared.
Then Xu Mochen and Li Bitong did the same.
The scenery in front of me changed, and it was daytime inside.
"The spiritual energy... is very abundant!" Li Bitong couldn't believe it. "Is it true that what was said a hundred years ago about the inheritance left by the powerful immortal cultivators from our ancestors is true."
"Some things are certainly not false," Xu Mochen analyzed, "It's just that there should have been an owner here long ago."
The cultivators who came later would never have thought that this place had become a trap cast by predators.
It’s just unclear why these immortal cultivators are hunted down.
However, judging from all the current signs, this place does not look like an evil place.
"You can vaguely feel the beating of the immortal fate." As a magician, Li Bitong's body is even more sensitive. "It's really a paradise."
The three of them walked forward, and suddenly, the sky changed drastically, and day turned into night.
On the winding path ahead, ten lanterns floated, emitting cyan light.
"Look," Xu Mochen smiled, "the welcome ceremony has begun."
"Sir," Tang Derun stepped forward, "I will explore the way first."
Xu Mochen nodded, and he was also on full alert, following Tang Derun step by step.
Each lantern seems to be at a fixed distance.
When the three of them passed the first lantern, the lantern went out instantly.
Then suddenly the dark wind picked up, and dozens of black souls whizzed around, charging towards them with bared teeth.
"I don't know what it means!" Tang Derun opened his hands, two magical caves behind him opened, and the long whip flew out and started to twitch rapidly.
Amidst the howling wind, the long whip rippled in circles, hitting these black souls and disappearing without a trace.
It's just that... I can only disperse them, and soon these black souls gather again, endlessly.
