Chapter 432 Ming Yu Gong and Dragon Slaying Murals
"With so many magical powers, why does Yihua Palace have to ascend collectively?"
"Wouldn't it be better to dominate one side directly?"
Ting Feng Yu looked at Concubine Wan Gui and asked with some confusion.
"Dominate one party?" Concubine Wan Gui shook her head and said: "The strength of the two palace masters of Yihua Palace is not enough!"
"Did you think it was now?"
"When the Yihua Palace still existed, the two sects of the Demon Sect and the Six Paths, the Kunlun Demon Sect, the Holy Sect, the four sects of the Buddhist sect, and the three sects of the Taoist sect were all popular and powerful sects. Among these sects, the Yihua Palace was
, it can be ranked in the middle, but not the top."
"But, I guess their collective ascension was probably a matter of accident."
Ting Feng Yu nodded, agreeing with Concubine Wan Gui's words.
The two walked into the depths of the garden and saw a stone wall.
On the coast of the Bohai Sea, thousands of miles of glaciers, and the underground Dragon Palace, a divine dragon appears.
Sixteen large characters came into view like wild waves.
Hearing Feng Yu's whole body trembled, he couldn't help but take a few steps back and looked at the mural with some surprise.
After all, Concubine Wan Gui was a master in cultivation, so she did not retreat, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.
Above the mural, a natural desert is depicted, with a thousand-mile glacier above it. Under the glacier is the extremely luxurious underground Dragon Palace, which is glorious and majestic. However, above the glacier, seven figures appear.
They all hold magic weapons of different colors in their hands, exuding a different kind of aura.
The seven people surrounded the dragon shadow under the glacier. It seemed that a war was about to begin!
"Seven people? Seven magic weapons?"
"What does this mean? Why did you move the flowers into the palace?"
Concubine Wan Gui frowned slightly, looking at this mural with doubts in her heart.
"Slay the dragon? They actually want to kill the dragon?" Ting Fengyu also saw the clues of this mural and blurted out.
"Seven divine weapons, join forces to slay the dragon?"
"What exactly is this trying to say?"
Concubine Wan Gui still doesn’t understand the true meaning. Who made this mural? What does it mean?
What is on the mural, is it something that has already happened?
Or is it something someone is doing for the future?
If so, why would he do this?
Concubine Wan Gui shook her head, still unable to figure it out, and said, "Let's go and take a look to see if there are any other discoveries."
"Yes, Master." Ting Fengyu nodded and followed Concubine Wan Gui to investigate elsewhere.
Soon, they made another discovery.
Next to a stone gate, they found a special pattern in the form of a dark plum blossom.
"Ink jade plum blossom? The pattern mark of Yihua Palace?"
"This is the interior of the entire Yihua Palace. Logically speaking, there should be many such patterns. However, along the way, we have not discovered that this is the first pattern."
Concubine Wan Gui looked at the ink jade plum blossom and murmured a few words to herself.
Then, Concubine Wan Gui circulated her innate true energy, clapped her hands, and the energy surged. The stone door was slowly pushed open under the agitation of energy...
A rotten smell emanated from the stone door.
Neither of them was in a hurry to go in.
After the smell had almost dissipated, Ting Feng Yu lit a candle and walked in first.
After walking through the narrow corridor, the two arrived in front of an empty three-story stone pagoda. On the plaque hanging high on the stone pagoda, there were three characters "Gongfa Pavilion" engraved on it.
"Gongfa Pavilion?"
"Owner!"
Hearing Feng Yu was also a little excited, looked at Concubine Wan Gui, and said quickly.
"Yes, I understand." A smile appeared on Concubine Wan Guifei's lips, she jumped up and pushed the door open.
Ting Feng Yu also quickly followed in.
After half an hour of searching, Concubine Wan Gui slapped the bookshelf and cursed: "Damn it, most of the secret books have been taken away, and only a small number of secret books are left. They are all useless."
"boom!"
The bookshelf exploded with an explosion, scattered in all directions, and landed hard on the ground, sending up smoke and dust.
Ting Fengyu comforted him: "Master, it's good to get some of the secret books. Although the master can't use it, it can be used by the maids under his command. In time, it will definitely come in handy."
"Giving time?" Concubine Wan Gui snorted coldly and glared at Ting Feng Yu, "How much time do I have left?"
"My 'good boy' has taken control of the overall situation. He will definitely come to show me his showdown soon. With Mr. Wuhen and Wuming here, plus those old things from the Consecration Hall, as long as I return to the harem, the biggest
It may mean becoming a pawn and being manipulated by others for the rest of your life."
"What's the point of living like this?"
Hearing this, Ting Fengyu continued to comfort him: "Master, look for it again. Maybe there are some secrets left by Yihua Palace. We were too hasty just now, and there may be mistakes..."
"Master, didn't you say that Yihua Palace has a passage to the upper world?"
"Let's look for it again."
Concubine Wan Gui took a deep breath, nodded slightly, suppressed the unwillingness and anger in her heart, and said: "Okay."
Just as the two of them turned around to leave, a faint light appeared on the floor of the collapsed attic.
Concubine Wan Gui's pupils shrank, her body moved, she raised her hand, lifted up the mountain of debris, and sucked the luminous object directly into her hand.
This is a jade scroll, palm-sized, emitting a faint light.
Concubine Wan Gui opened the jade scroll directly, and the contents above came into view.
【Mingyu Gong】
Mingyu was born, claiming to be of the same lineage, ninety-nine in one, eternal spring.
This skill is the highest and most authentic spiritual method practiced by the successive palace masters of Yihua Palace. This magical skill is so powerful that if you practice it to the highest level, you can become immortal.
This skill is divided into nine levels. As long as you can reach the sixth level, you can compete with the first-class masters of our time. If you can reach the eighth level, you can be invincible in the world.
If you are lucky enough to reach the ninth level of cultivation, your skin will be as transparent as jade during exercise, and your skills will not evaporate outwards but will converge inward. Therefore, you can increase your skills without losing your internal energy while exercising, reaching an endless and endless level.
When exercising the internal energy, the true energy in the body will form a vortex suction force. Whatever touches the internal energy true energy will be absorbed by the true energy like a magnet attracting iron.
The most amazing thing is that when the skill is fully operational, the appearance will become more and more transparent, and it will look like white ice shrouded in cold mist. At this moment, if the practitioner presses on other people's acupuncture points, the terrible chill generated by the true energy will penetrate through.
A person's heart freezes his body into ice.
Not only that, with the mysterious power of magic, people will become younger and more beautiful, and they will be able to remain youthful and never grow old.
"Hahaha……"
Concubine Wan Gui couldn't hide the smile in her heart and laughed out loud.
She finally mastered Yihua Palace's highest internal strength technique.
"Master, what is this?" Ting Fengyu looked at Concubine Wan Gui who suddenly laughed and asked carefully.
Concubine Wan Gui made a backhand move, put away the jade scroll, returned to her former cold and graceful posture, and said coldly: "No need to ask more, destroy all the bookshelves here, search the floor of the attic, and see if there are any
Are there any new discoveries?"
"Yes, master." Ting Fengyu quickly raised his hands.