Bang!
The sudden sound of the palace door closing made Wanzu Tianzun and others tremble in shock. They hurriedly retreated to the door and tried to open the palace door. They found that the palace door was tightly closed. They tried their best and could not open it.
The palace door shook slightly.
They were frightened and guessed that there should be some kind of forbidden magic circle on the door, and immediately stared at the door of the palace to observe and study it carefully.
However, after standing behind the door and studying for a long time, not to mention finding a way to break the formation, they didn't even see the shadow of the magic circle. It seemed that there was no forbidden magic circle on the palace door at all. They were overthinking it.
But they don't really think that they think too much.
Knowing that they were so strong that they could easily knock down a mountain, how could they not be able to open two ordinary palace doors, so they determined that there must be a forbidden magic circle on the palace door, and it was a very clever magic circle that could hide it from them.
Prying with discerning eyes.
After such analysis, they couldn't help but feel a little heavy. They felt that they were too careless and entered the hall rashly, putting themselves in danger. They really shouldn't have.
In fact, it was not that they were careless. The first time each of them opened the door of the palace, they used their spiritual consciousness to explore the hall. After finding that there was no danger, they entered the hall. Moreover, after entering the hall, they all tensed up.
Being in a state of high vigilance and alert, they can react to any disturbance.
It can only be said that the mystery of the main hall is beyond their ability to cope with it, and it cannot be guarded against by being cautious.
Seeing that the palace door could not be opened, Qingqu could only give up temporarily and drew out the Taoyao Sword to guard against sudden danger, and then walked towards the depths of the hall. ??
The hall is very deep.
A broad avenue paved with white jade leads directly to the deepest part of the hall.
There is a white jade stone staircase at the end of the white jade avenue. There are only nine stone steps. Climb up the small white jade staircase and you will see a high platform. In the middle of the high platform is a huge golden throne.
The throne is carved with many ancient inscriptions.
These ancient inscriptions exude a mysterious atmosphere and seem to contain some kind of truth, adding a lot of mystery to the golden throne.
The golden throne is majestic and sacred.
Although it was just an empty seat, Qingqu could feel the oppressive feeling of supreme authority just by looking at it from a distance, as if the aura of the former overlord still lingered on it.
The purple cloud of air that contained the laws of the Great Dao flew in front of the throne at some point, surging and flowing in front of the throne, as if urging Qingqu to hurry up and board the throne.
Qingqu stopped in front of the steps, looked at the golden throne and said suspiciously, "There are nine palaces here. If there is a throne in each palace, then there are nine thrones. Could it be that these are the nine palaces in the sky?"
A heavenly throne?"
This guess made Qingqu feel a little excited in his heart, and he wanted to step onto the white jade steps and ascend to the Heavenly Throne.
Qingqu resisted the urge in his heart and observed several mahogany shelves against the walls on both sides of the hall.
There are storage racks, bookshelves, and weapon racks.
But they were all empty. I don't know if the owner took the things with him when he left, or if they were plundered by other explorers who came here.
The entire hall looked very empty. There was nothing except a throne and a few empty shelves. Even the paintings on the walls had been taken away, including some rare and precious paintings on the pillars and walls.
You can still appreciate the colorful paintings of animals and landscapes, but there is nothing special about them.
On the contrary, there are some laws of power permeating the air, which are of some value, but they are completely worthless to Qingqu, because they are too simple. If he is in the holy realm, then he should calm down and comprehend them carefully.
It can be quite rewarding.
After observing the entire hall, he found neither treasure nor a way to leave the hall. Qingqu's consciousness finally returned to the purple mist and the golden throne.
"Offended."
Qingqu bowed to the golden throne and then stepped onto the white jade stairs.
brush!
Purple clouds of air suddenly flew forward, swirling and dancing around Qingqu's body, seemingly very happy.
Qingqu subconsciously wanted to shake away the purple air mass, but he felt the powerful laws of heaven contained in the purple air mass, and there was an inexplicable sense of intimacy coming from the power of the laws. He felt that being surrounded by the purple air mass seemed to make it easier.
After understanding the rules contained in it, I gave up the idea.
He did not immediately go to the golden throne and sit down. Instead, he walked around the throne and observed it. He stood behind the throne and pushed the back of the throne. He found that the throne was extremely heavy. He seemed to understand why the golden throne was left in this empty space.
In the grand hall.
It's too heavy to take with you.
He stared at the ancient inscriptions on the throne for a while and found that he couldn't understand them at all. He could only feel that they were very mysterious. As for where the mystery was, he couldn't tell.
"Maybe it's just mysterious because you can't understand it."
Qingqu muttered in his heart.
Then he walked to the front of the throne, reached out and touched the golden armrests of the throne, and said to himself, "If this is really the Heavenly Throne, I wonder who this throne belongs to? Let me sit down and try."
After finishing speaking, he undressed, turned his back to the throne, and then slowly sat down.
He sat cautiously, guarding against sudden dangers, but until his butt was firmly seated on the throne and nothing unusual happened, he slowly felt relieved.
"There was no obstruction at all. It seems that I guessed wrong. This is not the Heavenly Throne."
Qingqu shook his head and smiled.
I thought that if this was the Heavenly Throne of some Heavenly Lord, I would definitely encounter resistance from that person if I continued to do it.
Sitting on the golden throne, looking at the empty hall, he seemed to see the decline of a prosperous dynasty in a trance, and then thought of Liujiabao, Bliss Tianzun, Liu Chengqian, and couldn't help but feel a sense of melancholy in his heart.
"Why--"
Qingqu let out a long sigh, feeling uncomfortable, and was about to get up and leave the throne, but suddenly found that he couldn't stand up.
The purple mist swirling around his body suddenly turned into purple chains, tightly binding his hands, feet, and limbs to the golden throne.
"Dry!"
Qingqu exclaimed, and immediately used his thoughts to drive the Taoyao Sword, slashing at the purple chains wrapped around his body.
Bang!
However, Taoyao Sword suddenly lost its sense and fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, a huge suction force came from under his buttocks, directly penetrated Qingqu's protective defense and invaded his body, and then invaded his Dantian Qi sea, grabbing his strength and pulling out.
"What the hell!"
Qingqu was frightened and frightened. He felt that the power in his body was pouring out. According to this pouring speed, he would be sucked dry in less than an hour.
The golden throne seemed to have gained strength, and suddenly the golden light flourished.
"ah--"
In one of the palaces, Liu Xiangrong was sitting on the throne and screaming in fear. Like Qingqu, his strength was also being sucked by the throne below his buttocks.
Wanzu Tianzun and others are in the same situation.
And they have been sucked for a while, because they are not as ink-stained as Qingqu, they sat on the throne early, but when they sat down, they were fine and could not stand up.
Wanzu Tianzun was also very frightened.
The Kaitian Divine Ax fell to the white jade ground in front of him and lost its sense.
The void space cannot be opened either.
To be more precise, the connection between the void space and the soul has also been lost.
His consciousness scanned the hall over and over again, trying to find a way to break the situation, but there was nothing unusual in the empty hall except for the light from the golden throne under his butt becoming more and more dazzling.
Suddenly, his consciousness stopped at a red-painted stone pillar near the ground in front of the hall, and found a line of small characters crookedly carved there.
This line of writing was familiar yet unfamiliar to him. After thinking for a moment, he realized that it was the writing from the land of his ancestral origin.
"Zhou Jian is here for a visit. I - your uncle!"
"Tortle grandson, please don't let me meet you, otherwise I will cut you into pieces! No, I will throw you to the Wuding Fairy Mountain and let you carve words on it for the rest of your life!"
Wanzu Tianzun read out the small characters one by one, and couldn't help but vomit blood in anger. He thought it was the key information that could resolve the current crisis, but he didn't expect that it was a line of characters carved casually by some cheap person.
"Ah sneeze!"
Zhou Jianlai, who was far away at Daomen, suddenly sneezed inexplicably.
(Chapter 5, check-in day 15.)
This chapter has been completed!