The young man holding a feather fan slowly turned around and smiled indifferently at Xiao Chen.

"We're meeting again."

The young man in front of me was the man in the picture of Qiankun Zi Mansion.

Xiao Chen never expected that he would meet him again here.

"Do you know where this is?"

The young man asked with the feather fan in his hand, pointing at the dark dark mountains ahead.

Xiao Chen shook his head slightly.

"Big Iron Fence Mountain!"

hiss!

As soon as these four words came out, Xiao Chen's heart sank. Isn't this the legendary hell?

"You don't have to be afraid, this is not hell, nor is there the so-called hell."

"The Datioxai Mountain is the border of the Netherworld and one of the three major birthplaces of the Netherworld. It is also known as the three major sources of Netherworld, along with the Styx River and the Forgetful River."

The young man was carrying a feather fan on his back and explained to Xiao Chen indifferently.

"Who are you? Why did you appear in the portrait of Qiankun Zifu?"

Xiao Chen stared at the young man's back and asked coldly.

"Recalling carefully, does the Qiankun Purple Mansion seem familiar?"

The young man turned around and smiled.

Um?

Xiao Chen frowned, and suddenly, Xiao Chen couldn't help but remember the scene in front of him when he refined the Nine Nether Purgatory Monument, which was quite similar to Qiankun Purple Mansion.

Could it be...

"The Qiankun Purple Palace is also a Netherworld Holy Artifact?" Xiao Chen said subconsciously.

The young man nodded slightly and said, "Not bad! People in the world only know that there are the three holy weapons of the Netherworld, but they don't know that the Qiankun Purple Mansion is the real Hongmeng holy object."

"Only by gaining the recognition of Qiankun Purple Mansion can the three holy tools recognize their masters."

"Why?" Xiao Chen said subconsciously.

The young man looked at the mountains in the distance with a faint look and said, "The ancient war was in great trouble, the Netherworld was defeated, the six paths of reincarnation were occupied by others, and the Netherworld was divided into pieces."

"The ancient great power created the Qiankun Purple Palace with the seven-colored mysterious stones when the world first opened. It was a magic weapon and a space independent of the world."

"It is a place to stay for my Netherworld Lineage to revive the glory of the past."

When Xiao Chen heard this, he suddenly realized in his heart.

No wonder Lu Xiaoqian can actually expand the space in Qiankun Purple Mansion by thousands of hectares.

Have you fallen into the calculations of these people from the very beginning?

"You have done everything and took away all my cultivation. You didn't even leave a trace of spiritual energy for me. You introduced me into this illusion. It's not just to say this nonsense."

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen's expression suddenly turned cold, and his eyes were staring at the young man in front of him and said.

"Ha ha."

The young man laughed and said, "What's the use of planning for you as a minor cultivator in the foundation-building stage?"

"It sounds nice, then tell me why I used karma fire to burn out the spiritual energy in my body."

Xiao Chen really couldn't feel the spiritual energy in his body now.

And he didn't think that spiritual energy would condense into the azure blue liquid in his body.

Whether it is a martial arts or a Taoist monk, once the spiritual energy is lost in his body, it is equivalent to dissipating his cultivation.

"Children, spiritual energy is also divided into levels. The spiritual energy you have cultivated is too turbid."

"Do you know that the blue liquid in your body is the true breath of the Ming Ling that everyone in the Taoist sect can't get?"

Even Xiao Chen was shocked when he heard the four words "Ming Ling True Breath".

In the Nine Techniques of Xuantian, three pure spiritual energy between heaven and earth are clearly recorded.

One is the true movement of the fairy spirit, and the other is the true breath of the dark spirit.

The third type is the strange divine that has long been extinct in the ancient times.

The true breath of the Nether Spirit is not only pure spiritual energy, but also has the effect of restoring the soul.

"And, it's not me, or someone else brings you here, everything is an opportunity."

"What you see is just a remnant thought. Through this side, I will integrate into this world and no longer exist."

The young man sighed.

"What opportunity?" Xiao Chen looked at the young man in confusion.

"Break the three bodies."
Chapter completed!