Several dark green leaves were placed on the tray. Shen Bobiao grabbed them and stuffed them into his mouth.
He closed his eyes tightly and kept moving his cheeks. After a while, a puff of dark green smoke came out of his mouth and was inhaled through his nose. After doing this several times, the smoke gradually turned into deep black.
Finally, this puff of thick smoke suddenly hit Yang Zhen’s forehead!
This is the leaf of the Dead Soul Flower, and it is also the antidote for the Dead Soul Flower to stun the soul.
The strong stench hit his face, and Yang Zhen felt sick for a while, but he did the whole trick. After a few breaths, he opened his eyes in a daze and pretended to have just woken up.
"Second Elder! What are you doing?" He was frightened and angry, and struggled desperately.
Shen Bobiao lightly twirled his beard and said proudly: "Young man, stop pretending to be in front of me. Be honest, who sent you here and what do you want to do here?"
"Say! Otherwise you won't be able to look good!" the young disciple at the side threatened.
Yang Zhen's face was full of grievance and anger: "My identity is clearly written on the jade plaque. I am from Zezhou, a casual cultivator, and travel all over the world! Are you trying to rob? Is Shenyi Sect a robber's den?"
"Hahaha," Shen Bobiao sneered: "Your Excellency is less than three years old and is already a master of the Zifu. Your fighting skills even surpass me, who has been in the Zifu for three hundred years. With such a good qualification, where can you put it?
, shouldn’t he be a genius who is deliberately cultivated? How could you possibly become a helpless casual cultivator?”
"Shen Bobiao, why are you here?" Under the dim light, the middle-aged man had his hands behind his back, with a bit of impatience on his face.
Yang Zhen fell into "coma" again.
"Hehe, not only is it fake, but the production time will never exceed three days!"
What frightened him even more was that when his spiritual consciousness reached a hundred feet, the force of attraction suddenly increased several times, almost sucking his soul out of Zi Mansion!
"You did a good job," the elder nodded: "We, a small sect, cannot afford to get involved in those princes' matters. Just send him in, and leave the rest alone."
"That's right," Zhao Yue'er said excitedly: "This place should be the Anju Hall back then. In order to hide this place, the ancestors of Quanxiang destroyed the Anju Hall and planted a kind of plant that can isolate spiritual consciousness.
Exploring the spiritual tree. Now it seems that this place has finally been discovered. Some of the layout of this newly built hall is almost the same as the Anju Hall described in the jade slip."
"Great Elder," he continued: "Our place is deserted and covered by clouds. We haven't seen many outsiders for decades. This person suddenly appeared here. Junior Brother suspects that he may be related to Zhou Yuan."
The crisp and short trumpet sound penetrated the deep darkness, echoed in the cave, and spread far and wide.
If that tingling feeling is indeed caused by the sapphire in the cave, and they are now gradually approaching the sapphire, it stands to reason that the pain should become stronger and stronger instead of disappearing suddenly.
"Since you are King Ze's subordinate, I cannot deal with you at will. Now I will take you to see King Lu and let him take care of you!"
This explanation sounded much more reasonable. Shen Bobiao immediately believed it. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and wondered: "King Ze? Does he also know the situation here?"
If a monk does not reach the realm of becoming a god or above, if he easily gets involved in the Nine Netherworld, he will probably lose consciousness and become a walking corpse.
Yang Zhen lowered his head and said nothing. He had only been promoted to the Purple Mansion for a few days, and he didn't think much about it when he made the identity jade plaque. He thought he was about one hundred and fifty years old, but he didn't expect that in the eyes of others, he was still a rare talent that could only be seen in a century.
Shen Bobiao came to a three-foot-high black boulder in front of him, stood still for a moment, and then took three steps to the left. In an instant, his whole body was wrapped in clouds and mist, and the surrounding area was completely white, and he could not identify the direction.
The earth has nine levels, also known as "Nine Nethers". The so-called Nine Nethers, also called Netherworld, or the underworld, are the places where the souls of monks or mortals go after death.
"Well," the great elder asked, "What do you think?"
In the space, Zhao Yueer explained enthusiastically:
"Not far behind Anju Hall is the entrance to the cave, which is also the first level of the cave. According to the jade slips, this is an illusory formation formed by absorbing the surrounding clouds and mist, with a grade between the third and fourth levels."
About two-quarters of an hour later, the clouds and fog suddenly dissipated without a trace, and a deep corridor appeared ahead.
"This disciple is confused." The man suddenly realized and ran out in a hurry.
"This is also the reason why our seniors from the Zhao family in Zhuoyang, Zifu, dare not come here."
"Confused!" Shen Bobiao scolded: "Have you forgotten the last time the prince sent someone to ask for the spirit beast bag? How did we reply to him?"
Therefore, the ancestor of the Zhao family did not dare to go down to investigate, which was also a prudent move and was reasonable.
What she didn't say was that in order to try out this result, the Zhao family had lost five or six members of the Purple Mansion.
When Yiyi is in his body, Yang Zhen can easily communicate with people in the space through his spiritual consciousness.
She was an afterthought. As early as when this person took the first step calmly, Yang Zhen could see that the other person not only knew how to move the phantom formation, but also had walked through it more than once.
"Go and call two people to carry him onto the flying boat." Shen Bobiao ordered.
But the strange thing is that ever since I stepped into the illusion formation and reached this corridor, the tingling feeling directed at Zi Mansion has disappeared.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the flying boat landed in a valley.
He quickly withdrew his consciousness, and more than a dozen traces of chaotic energy wandered around Niwan Palace. It took a while for the manic sea of consciousness to gradually subside.
"Great Elder!" Several people saluted quickly. Shen Bobiao stepped forward, pointed at Yang Zhen, and whispered what happened.
Shen Bobiao threw a luminous pearl, and the three of them plunged into the cave.
However, why did this powerful senior do this? Yang Zhen was thinking about it and had no idea.
"No one has come out for half a month," the great elder said expressionlessly, "I think it's almost time to come."
"No more, no more, all of it has been contributed to King Lu," Shen Bobiao leaned forward with a smile on his face: "I have met the Prime Minister of the country. The thing is like this, today a casual cultivator came to the mountains,
Claiming to be King Ze’s subordinate…”
About a hundred breaths later, a starlight lit up in the distance, gradually approaching from far away, revealing a thin and stern middle-aged man with a short beard.
"This old man knows how to move the magic array!" Zhao Yuer said in surprise.
Walking into the courtyard, you will see a two-story palace built of huanghuali wood. The interior is paved with warm jade that contains spiritual energy. The wooden beams in all directions are carved with complicated cloud pattern seals, and there are also hanging seals around it.
More than a dozen guardian jade.
It’s still too conservative! Next time, you will have to fill in the age report ten times more!
"If you want to cross this deep valley, you can only fly over it. Our ancestors specifically warned you not to try it casually until you reach the realm of golden elixir."
"Yes." Shen Bobiao responded and asked, "Is King Lu and the others progressing smoothly in that matter?"
In the space, Zhao Yue'er and others suddenly looked happy. Mu Zixue's beautiful eyes flashed slightly, and one hand was unconsciously pressed on the hilt of the sword.
The cave was damp and cold, and the further inside, the chill became more and more bone-chilling. Yang Zhen was unable to use spiritual energy at this time, and this feeling became more obvious. It seemed that there was an invisible force of attraction, trying to pull his soul out of Zifu.
unless……
Zhao Yueer continued:
After stroking his sparse beard and thinking for a long time, he finally made a decision.
"Why not put it in the spirit beast bag?" the disciple suggested.
After walking no more than a hundred steps, a courtyard with red walls and black tiles appeared in front of me.
After Shen Bobiao stood still at the entrance of the cave, he no longer tried to fly. Instead, he took out a trumpet-shaped magic weapon, put it to his mouth and blew it "beep-beep-beep".
This is not consistent with common sense.
Seeing that the other party did not put herself into the spirit beast bag, although Yang Zhen was surprised, she was relieved and decided to continue to wait and see what happens.
"Unless the senior master who hid the piece of sapphire in the cave deliberately set up some kind of formation to allow the thorn of the sapphire's consciousness to spread outside." Yang Zhen speculated.
After saying that, a cup of spiritual tea was brought to Yang Zhen's mouth.
The middle-aged man frowned, carefully looked at the jade token in his hand, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised:
"Shen Bobiao, your Shenyi Sect can't even tell the authenticity of jade tablets?"
At this time, a middle-aged Taoist priest with a white face and no beard walked out of the hall, cupped his hands towards Shen Bobiao and said, "Second brother, why are you here?"
As soon as Yang Zhen stepped into the courtyard, she felt a faint tingling sensation coming from Zifu. The further she walked, the stronger the tingling sensation became.
…
Yang Zhen understood and asked: "Is this stinging pain due to that piece of sapphire, which can temper spiritual consciousness?"
Just as he was talking, he saw the mist steaming in the mountains and forests in front of him, like a very thick and wide curtain hanging from the sky, completely blocking his sight. When his spiritual consciousness explored it, it seemed to extend far away, and it seemed to be close at hand, giving people
An illusion of not knowing where you are.
A disciple quickly handed over Yang Zhen's jade plaque.
At the same time, Shen Bobiao took four steps forward, and then moved five steps to the right.
"Yes! But it must be supplemented by martial arts. Those guardian jade can prevent beginners' souls from being damaged."
Zhao Yue'er said nothing again, watching the old man in front of him constantly changing his steps. Except for the sound of a few people walking in the phantom array, there was no longer any sound. It seemed as if he was not in a mountain forest, but in some boundless desert.
"Four steps forward, five steps to the right..." Zhao Yue'er's crisp voice sounded in Yang Zhen's sea of consciousness.
In the space, several women laughed even more happily.
Then he glanced at Wuhua Dabin, who was "unconscious", and frowned: "Who is this person? Your Shenyi Sect doesn't even have a spirit beast bag?"
"Oh?" the middle-aged man snorted coldly: "Where is his identity token? Did you bring it?"
While he was curious, he heard Zhao Yue'er ask in the space: "Little Shitou, do you feel anything in Zifu?"
Shen Bobiao walked first, with one disciple carrying Yang Zhen, whose hands and feet were tied, and another one walking at the end.
"This is the second level of the cave," Zhao Yue'er's voice sounded again: "The ancestors named the deep valley in front of it 'Jiuyou Stream'. They suspected that this place was connected to Jiuyou, but he never went down to investigate."
"Sir, what should I do with this kid? Should I take him to see Zhou Yuan?" Shen Bobiao asked.
Shen Bobiao led the two disciples around the main hall and continued walking inside.
"Give me some clothes first!" Yang Zhen said with a straight face and awe-inspiring righteousness.
Dozens of disciples were sitting on futons, meditating and practicing.
Not long after, two disciples took Yang Zhen on a flying boat and sped towards the vast mountains in the north.
The middle-aged man nodded lightly, with a bit of ridicule on his face: "Yunxiao Sect? Hehe, how can you, the Yunxiao Sect, be concerned about the treasures on our land in Zhao?"
"The grandfather of the ancestor of the whole family had a lot of research on battle tactics. After half a month of exploration, he found a way to the cave. He also left a formula. Start from the big stone on the far right, three steps to the left...
…”
…
The Ze King he mentioned was none other than Zhao Shuangying, who had a fiefdom in Zezhou.
"It's just that this person claimed to be a subordinate of King Naize, and my junior brother was a little unsure, so I thought..."
Shen Bobiao said "Ah" and said in surprise: "Fake?"
"Yes, it stings a bit!" he said quickly.
"So, this person must be Zhou Yuan's accomplice!" Shen Bobiao revealed his judgment with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Drink it, I won't have to use force!"
"I am under King Ze Nai, and I have been cultivating behind closed doors in the past. I just broke through the Zi Mansion not long ago, and now I go down the mountain to walk around and gain insights. I call myself a casual cultivator, but I just don't want to cause trouble for King Ze," Yang Zhen said.
.
After such a cup of tea, everyone walked out of the corridor. Yang Zhen sensed it and suddenly discovered that there was a bottomless valley in front of them!
The middle-aged man slowly shook his head.
"I have lived for most of my life, but I have only seen one low-level monk who can come out of the fourth-level illusory formation, Zhou Yuan. He can't be like this kid, can he have that kind of ability?"
"I don't care if he is from the Yunxiao Sect or has some other status. Since he dares to covet King Lu's treasure, that's just one word——"
"die!"
After saying that, a stern look flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, he reached out and grabbed Yang Zhen and threw him into the deep ravine!