underground palace
"This underground palace is really built like a palace."
Liu Yunqing was shocked from the bottom of his heart. In front of him were thousands of white jade steps leading to the magnificent hall in the distance.
Every time the three of them took a step, there was a long candle with flames dancing on the lampstand beside them.
Multiple giant red dragon-panel pillars stand on both sides of the palace gate, with auspicious clouds and dragons above them lifelike.
Except for the darkness in the underground palace, there was no way to tell that this was a place behind the end of the dungeon.
Qi Zhizhi was a little scared. Every time the lampstands on both sides lit up, she felt as if something was following her and wanted to burn her too.
"I'm afraid Chen Zeshen couldn't build this place. It's a bit like..." Dong Yiyi was thinking.
"It's like a secret realm!" Liu Yunqing immediately answered.
"Yes! It's a secret realm! It's understandable if a city lord's palace has a deep dungeon. But if he can build an underground palace, use the formation as the door as the lock, and hide the demonic aura inside, wouldn't that mean he has built an underground palace? Secret realm!”
Dong Yiyi suddenly realized it. The three of them looked at each other, their hearts sank, and their pupils were covered with a layer of gray mist.
Originally, a few people only thought that this was a place specifically for monks. As long as they entered the place through the formation entrance to rescue many monks, and then looked for the central formation eye from inside, they could break out of the formation.
But if this was a secret realm, all this would be troublesome.
The reason why a secret realm is a secret realm is because there are inheritances left by powerful people after their ascension or death. It can be a magical weapon, a robe, or a technique.
These inherited objects that have followed the powerful can protect the secret realm, which shows that they have opened their minds. A secret realm that has not been widely known to everyone in the world of cultivation is definitely not a harmonious place.
This secret realm... is part of the brain of this inherited thing.
There is a visitor in your mind, what should you do? Damn it.
"Brother, what should we do next? There must be many dangers in this palace." Dong Yiyi looked at the magnificent palace not far away, which was like an oasis in the desert, particularly eye-catching.
Liu Yunqing stared into the distance with a heartbroken heart, and said in a cold voice, "We're already here. Zhang Yunsheng and Shen Yunyang might be inside. It's just a secret realm, and the murderous intention is as much as the vitality."
"Let's go check it out together. The elixir given by junior sister is enough."
Qi Zhizhi is still young, and the secret places are inherently dangerous and few in number. She has never been there before.
In order to save her brother, she nodded firmly and grabbed Dong Yiyi's sleeve again, asking for some relief.
The few of them said nothing more and climbed more than 2,000 steps until they actually stood in front of the palace. They were full of surprise...
Because the hall in the palace in front of them was exactly the same as the banquet hall they went to that day in the City Lord's Mansion.
And the person they were looking for was still sitting in the same position as that day, silent.
The low table, incense table and futon food are all the same as in the memory in the sea of consciousness. The only difference is the number of people sitting in front of each table.
Zhang Yunsheng was sitting in the middle of the low table where she sat that day. On the left and right sides are a female swordsman holding a wine cup and a long sword tied to her waist, and a male swordsman holding a large mouthful of roasted meat.
The female swordsman raised her head slightly, the wine in the wine cup was flowing into her mouth, and the wine between her lips and teeth could be faintly seen from a short distance away. She kept this posture motionless, and the wine did not move either.
The roasted meat held by the male swordsman was right next to his mouth, with red oil staining the corners of his mouth. His upper and lower teeth bit into the juiciest outer edge of the roasted meat.
They are like lifelike and colorful statues, showing the various forms of living beings here.
Liu Yunqing frowned and watched all this, and subconsciously wanted to walk towards Zhang Yunsheng. As soon as he took a step, he was stopped by Dong Yiyi.
Dong Yiyi shook his head, "Brother, no, look over there." Her finger pointed to the center of the hall, where the city lord Chen Zeshen was sitting that day.
There were no tables, chairs or soft couches there at this time, only a locust tree with branches as high as the sky and lush leaves.
The roots of this locust tree are extremely thick, and the roots of the locust tree are deeply rooted into the white jade floor tiles.
"How could we not notice such a big tree when we first came in? If you weren't looking for Senior Sister Zhang on the left, and the brother that Junior Sister Qi is looking for is on the right, I hesitated for a moment before noticing the middle."
Dong Yiyi held the Zhenxuan sword tightly, held Liu Yunqing with two fingers of his left hand, and held Qi Zhizhi with his right hand.
Qi Zhizhi was in a daze. He turned around to look at the arm that was holding him. It took him a while to regain his senses.
His face was instantly filled with fear and distortion, and he couldn't help but say in fear: "This... everyone in this hall has been bewitched and lost their minds..."
"The locust tree is a ghost in the tree, with heavy yin energy. The underground palace exists underground, and it is a very yin place. The demonic energy is yin and the spiritual energy is yang. This is a good place to store the evil energy. I'm afraid it has something to do with this locust tree. "
Liu Yunqing had come to his senses at this time, and the two people around him felt that his inference was reasonable.
"We didn't see Senior Sister Zhang and Junior Brother Shen leave the banquet that day. They seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. Now they appear here eating at the banquet. They should have been pulled into the underground palace by the formation at the banquet."
Dong Yiyi said again: "Where is Junior Brother Shen? Why is the low table next to Senior Sister Zhang empty?!"
The three of them looked shocked, and she said again: "Isn't it possible that they were arrested and taken for initiation?"
"Then this underground palace is the monk's dungeon!!!"
Dong Yiyi felt that the hairs on his body were aroused, and cold sweat appeared faintly on his forehead.
If a monk suddenly changes his mood and becomes enthusiastic and irritable, it may be because his Taoist mind is unstable. This is another sense of "obsession", but the spiritual energy circulating in the meridians in the body is still the same.
It is a kind of heart disease, a sick monk.
In layman's terms, it means suffering from a mental illness.
But demon cultivators, that is, monks who are possessed by demons, must be exposed to demonic energy before they can become demons. This demonic energy is like a unique kind of energy in the demonic realm. The green spiritual energy in the body of the monk who comes into contact will be gradually swallowed up by the demonic energy. Finally, the black demonic energy flows throughout the body.
Mortals without spiritual power cannot become demonic cultivators. The predecessors of demonic cultivators must be monks.
"If Junior Brother Shen... falls into the devil, there will be no way to survive." Dong Yiyi's voice was slightly choked, and she let go of Liu Yunqing's sleeve.
"Let's go explore this locust tree. It's the strangest thing to appear here. It's probably related to it! We haven't met the demon cultivator yet, and we haven't noticed the demonic energy yet. Don't think too much about it, just in case Shen Yunyang wakes up on his own. ." Liu Yunqing patted her shoulder and consoled her.
In fact, he subconsciously thought that Shen Yunyang had been arrested to be imbued with demonic energy, but as a senior brother, he had to calm down.
He walked first towards the locust tree in the center, pulled out the wind-winding sword from his waist, and unsheathed the sharp cold weapon and held it at his side.
Just after walking halfway, I noticed something was wrong. His steps are becoming more and more difficult, it is the pressure of cultivation!
There is indeed something strange about this locust tree, it doesn't want to get close to it! It gave birth to spiritual intelligence!
