176 Zhentianmen (1)

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The white jade platform is ninety-nine feet in length and width, quietly suspended above the sea of ​​clouds.

Zhentian Gate is located on it, towering like a mountain.

Pang Yue carried the pressure on his body and walked towards the door with quick steps.

The closer he got to Zhentian Gate, the greater the pressure he felt on his body.

The muscles in his legs bulged and his steps were heavy as he gradually approached the door.

Then, take one step forward!

Entering Zhentianmen, you feel a flash of light in front of your eyes, and there is a group of spiritual light in the low sky in front of you.

The sea of ​​clouds is rolling, but the white jade platform remains the same.

The majestic Zhentian Gate stands quietly behind you.

In the spiritual light, golden light flickered, and a talisman wandered uncertainly.

Pang Yue stretched out his hand to grab it and took the spiritual light into his hands.

When he took a closer look, he saw a golden talisman!

"The vertical golden light talisman..."

This talisman is quite common in the world of cultivation, and the method of refining it is widely circulated, but any golden elixir monk can refine it.

This talisman has only one magical function, that is, after being activated, it can turn into a golden light and carry the monk to escape. It can travel thousands of miles away in an instant. It is the most valuable treasure for escape and survival.

Back then, Meng Zitao of the Wind Demon Palace had such a talisman in his hand.

The vertical golden light talisman in front of me is a second-level talisman, of medium grade, which is a step higher than Meng Zitao's.

Pang Yue put away the talisman and looked around, seeing no other treasures.

"Fortunately, it didn't go empty."

Pang Yue chuckled and flew into the air.

There is no invisible pressure behind the door...

The ten people who entered the Immortal Mansion this time all dispersed.

Above the vast sea of ​​clouds, there are only ninety-nine Heaven-Suppressing Gates.

However, the time for each opening of the Immortal Mansion is very limited, only twelve days!

If you want to find the Tianzhen Gate that contains the sixth-level talisman, the Great Sun True Fire Talisman, within twelve days, you can only rely on luck to explore them one by one.



Half a day later.

Pang Yue turned into a streak of fire and flew over the sea of ​​clouds.

From a distance, he saw a Tianzhenmen hanging in the sky.

And there seemed to be the aura of a monk on the white jade platform.

In a blink of an eye.

Without turning on his heels, he flew over Zhentian Gate.

He saw an elder from the Taiqing Sect, his body covered in sword light, walking slowly on the platform.

This man had a short beard on his chin, his whole body was as fat as a ball, and he held up his cassock.

Judging from the aura on his body, it was obvious that he also practiced body training techniques.

It can be seen that the five golden elixir major cultivators sent by Taiqing Sect this time are all well prepared.

Around his body, an emerald green sword light swirled and made a whistling sound, resisting and breaking down the pressure for him.

Seeing Pang Yue arriving, he looked up with a smile, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Pang Yue did not land on the stone platform in a hurry, but circled around the Tianzhen Gate.

He deliberately went to take a look behind the door. In this state, there was no treasure behind the door.

The end.

He pressed the escape light, and as soon as he entered the white jade platform, he was "pushed" to the edge of the jade platform by a gentle but irresistible force.

Pressed down by invisible gravity, Pang Yue couldn't help but frown slightly.

The pressure on this jade platform was much greater than the first one he encountered.

No wonder the Taiqing Sect elder walked slowly.

He shouted low, his muscles expanded slightly, his height suddenly rose to about one foot, and he strode towards Zhentian Gate.

The elder of Taiqing Sect turned around and saw that Pang Yue was much faster than himself. He hurriedly made seals with his hands, his aura surged, and his sword light flew rapidly outside him. He did not hesitate to waste his mana and further accelerated his speed.

The closer he got to Zhentianmen, the smaller his figure slowly became.

It seemed to be deeply compressed by the invisible pressure.

Pang Yue also felt this way.

The closer he gets to Zhentianmen, the greater the pressure on his body, and his steps become heavier, as if he is walking with a mountain on his back.

But his size was not compressed or reduced.

By the time he walked next to the Taiqing Sect elder, the old man had turned into a "dwarf" more than one meter tall.

As for Pang Yue, he still maintained a height of one foot, which was impressively three times the old man's height.

The two stood together, one big and one small. Pang Yue lowered his head and looked down, and the old man looked up.

At this moment, the two of them were only a dozen steps away from Zhentian Gate.

"Tao Friendly Technique... But do you know the principle of first come, first served? This place has been taken over by me, you'd better look for opportunities elsewhere!"

The smile on the old man's face remained unchanged, but his tone was quite unkind.

Pang Yue ignored the old man and moved ahead of him. He turned around and said with a smile: "My Taoist friend, this is wrong. The treasure is only for those who are virtuous. If my Taoist friend has not yet acquired the virtuous treasure, there is no talk of first come, first served. For that treasure, who should enter first?" , whoever arrives first will be the one."

"Crooked."

The old man stopped and shook his head.

After a while, when Pang Yue was about to enter Zhentian Gate, he suddenly shouted: "If you want to seize this opportunity, you should first ask the flying sword in someone's hand if he agrees!"

The sound falls.

A flash of sword light flew quickly and struck Pang Yue's heart in an instant.

On the jade platform, it seems that it only has restrictions on the physical body of the monks, and has no effect on the magical power of the flying sword.

Pang Yue stood in front of the door, the pressure on his body was already extremely heavy. At this moment, he was attacked by this extremely fast sword light, and there was no room to dodge.

With a "clang" sound, the flying sword struck Pang Yue, sparking a purple-gold light.

The old man looked startled.

His sword was enough to cut through even a thousand-foot mountain, but the man in front of him...

Pang Yue turned around slowly, looked at the old man with interest, grinned and said, "Fellow Taoist, do you want to kill me?"

"Sneak attack from behind is not the righteous way of Xuanmen!"

The old man stepped back slowly and said with a smile: "I have been cultivating Taoism for a long time, but it is not based on any style."

The smile on Pang Yue's face grew stronger.

Just listen to him say: "It's also my fault. It's my first time as a Xuanmen monk. I don't have much experience. I was either sneak attacked or plotted... In this case, it's not my fault."

The sword intent in the old man's body rose, and the cultivation level of the fifth level of the golden elixir was completely released.

He said cheerfully: "My little friend is only at level 2 of the Golden Core, but you want to threaten me?"

A mountain and river gui appeared in front of him, and a figure flew out from the gui, saying with a long smile: "It is not a threat, but to let fellow Taoists understand a principle of life."

The figure was tall and handsome. After he appeared, a bell rang, and dark golden light patterns suddenly filled the air.

Time stands still.

The old man, including the invisible pressure on the jade platform, were all frozen in a certain moment.

Under the old man's shocked and puzzled gaze, the tall and handsome figure walked leisurely in front of him and put his hand on the top of his head.

"If you don't seek death, you won't die...you know?"

The sound falls.

Thick black mist emerged and surrounded the old man in the blink of an eye.

Silent and silent.

After a few breaths.

The black fog dispersed.

Gao Jun's figure returned to the mountains and rivers.

The old man looked strange, looked down at his body, and said with a smile: "This old pervert, he didn't even let his apprentice go..."

"Xuanmen Zongzong, when did it become so chaotic?"

"But... tsk tsk!"