Ye Changsheng recalled in his mind which of the people who might appear in Kunwu Mountain this time were noteworthy.
The old demon has been killed by him.
If his appearance does not cause too much of a butterfly effect, then the only three great monks who may appear are the Corpse Bear from the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, Xuan Qingzi from the Taiyi Sect, and Qimiao Zhenren from the Tianmo Sect.
Among these three people, Xuan Qingzi and Qimiao Zhenren came under the orders of the monks who transformed the gods in the sect to solve the accident here, while the corpse bear came to learn about the space nodes from Linglong's mouth.
Their targets are all the Demon Suppressing Tower, so as long as they don't go to the Demon Suppressing Tower, the possibility of encountering an attack from them is still very small.
Therefore, Ye Changsheng's eyes flashed slightly and he said slowly: "There shouldn't be much danger in being temporarily separated here. Each of us chooses a path, let's explore it first!"
Hearing what he said, the old man named Fu, Han Li and others all agreed. Bai Yaoyi also nodded slightly after thinking about it.
"Haha, if that's the case, then I won't be polite. Choose a path first!" The old man surnamed Fu laughed loudly and chose a path on the edge called "Qigong Pavilion", which looks like a place where Kung Fu books are stored. The place.
He was also very smart and knew that Kunwu Hall and Lingbao Pavilion were not to be touched, so he chose the most marginal path.
Ye Changsheng smiled when he saw this, and inadvertently looked at one of the dozens of roads called the Zhuling Hall, and said lightly:
"Then I will choose this Soul Casting Hall!"
Hearing his words, the eyes of several other people suddenly flashed with astonishment.
In everyone's opinion, if a person like Ye Changsheng had to choose, he would definitely choose a place like Kunwu Hall and Lingbao Pavilion that has valuable treasures first.
Why would you choose an ordinary memorial hall?
"Then let me go to Xiangyun Palace!" Bai Yaoyi said with a soft smile.
When Han Li and the beautiful woman in black saw this, they immediately made their own choices. In the end, none of the five people in the group went to Kunwu Hall, Lingbao Pavilion, and Demon Suppression Tower.
"Then let's go our separate ways!" The old man surnamed Fu said as if he couldn't wait, with a hint of excitement on his face.
Ye Changsheng nodded and said: "It's time to set off, but before that, there is one more thing that needs to be resolved!"
As soon as he said these words, the old man surnamed Fu immediately became wary. A smile appeared on his face and he asked: "Brother Ye, is there anything else you want to give me?"
The old man began to suspect that Ye Changsheng was going to be harmful to him again.
However, Ye Changsheng did not give him any thought. Instead, he looked to the side a few dozen feet away and asked lightly:
"Fellow Taoist has been eavesdropping on us for so long, isn't it time to come out?"
"What? Is there someone here?" The old man surnamed Fu, Han Li and others' faces immediately showed signs of astonishment.
They followed Ye Changsheng's gaze, but there was nothing there, nothing unusual.
"Aren't you going to come out? In that case, go and accompany the silver-winged Yaksha!"
Ye Changsheng made a cold sound, and a bright light suddenly burst out from the purple sword in his hand, which was extremely dazzling.
"Whoosh!"
The sword energy, which was about ten feet long, shot out at an extremely fast speed, slashing towards the air over there.
In the horrified eyes of the old man surnamed Fu and others, a green shadow suddenly appeared in the originally empty place, dodging the sword energy at high speed.
At the same time, Ye Changsheng suddenly flashed, appeared in front of the green shadow, and stepped out hard.
The green shadow crossed its arms to block.
"boom!"
The explosion was deafening, and in the vast golden light, the green shadow was kicked away.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Changsheng stretched out his hand again, and a purple sword energy slashed out diagonally. With lightning speed, it struck hard at the green shadow that had no time to dodge.
After a sharp and weird scream, the green shadow fell heavily to the ground.
"Wooden mandrill!"
The old man surnamed Fu and others exclaimed in surprise after seeing the true appearance of the green shadow.
This is actually a very rare wood attribute monster, a level 10 wooden mandrill.
The demon was cut off in half by Ye Changsheng's previous slash, but then green threads appeared from the two separated parts of its body, reconnecting the two parts.
He seemed to be trying to recover from his injuries.
However, there was a trace of purple flame burning in its wound, making its efforts to bridge the two bodies again unsuccessful.
Silently, another purple sword energy flew out of Ye Changsheng's hand.
The sword energy fell, and in an instant the ugly head of Muzhao flew up, and the next moment, Ye Changsheng appeared next to him.
He reached out and quickly grabbed a green demon pill.
"The tenth-level wood attribute demon elixir is of no use to me." Ye Changsheng skillfully pulled out the demon soul of the wood mandrill from the demon elixir, and collected all the demon elixir, demon body and other materials.
The old man surnamed Fu and others watched with twitching eyes as he skillfully eliminated a level 10 monster with ease.
"I have already eliminated two of the four monsters in Kunwu Mountain!" Ye Changsheng thought in his heart.
When the ancient monks left Kunwu Mountain, they imprisoned four evil creatures to protect Kunwu Mountain and prevent outsiders from entering.
Silver-winged Yaksha and Wood Mandrill are one of them. Apart from them, the other two are a level 10 basalt turtle and a level 10 lion beast!
That level 10 basalt turtle was one of Ye Changsheng's goals when he came to Kunwu Mountain this time. This monster had a level 10 earth attribute demon pill, which was exactly what he needed.
The wooden mandrill is the most mysterious among these four evil creatures, and its concealment method is extremely superb.
It's a pity that he met Ye Changsheng and solved it in three times, five times and two times.
"It's okay now, let's set off!" Ye Changsheng said to the four of them with a faint smile on his face.
Seeing his smile, the old man named Fu, Bai Yaoyi and others just smiled bitterly.
The scene that just happened in front of me really couldn't make people feel calm.
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Not long after they left, two figures suddenly appeared here. One figure was a lion-like monster with wings, and the other figure was an ugly woman.
"We are already here. Silver-winged Yaksha and the fourth person haven't appeared yet. Don't they want to take back their life cards?" The ugly woman said with her hands on her hips and an ugly expression.
The monster made several strange roars from its mouth, as if it was speaking some kind of language.
"Wait for them? No, if we wait any longer, the human monks who appear later will come up too!"
"Forget it, let's forget about those two people. Maybe they are already dead. Why are we waiting for them to do it? Let's go get our own life cards! I have been trapped here for tens of thousands of years. I have had enough!" Chou said
The woman put her hands on her hips and cursed.
When the monster heard this, it suddenly roared twice, then spread its wings, flew into the low air, circled several stone tablets several times, and then flew back again.
"Have people been passing by these places? Tsk tsk, fellow lions and birds have a really keen sense of smell." The ugly woman seemed to hear something from the roar of the monster. She was startled at first, and then laughed.
"Let's go, let's get our life cards back as soon as possible!"
As he said this, the two mysterious strong men who suddenly appeared walked on one of the paths and disappeared.
Not long after them, five people from the Poison Saint Sect and a large group of Nascent Soul monks appeared here. After seeing more than a dozen passages, they were all overjoyed and flew towards several of them.
Unlike Ye Changsheng and others who did not choose Kunwu Hall and other places, most of these monks were very confident and rushed to Kunwu Hall, Lingbao Pavilion and other places.
After them, many Nascent Soul cultivators were still appearing, but Ye Changsheng, who had already left the White Jade Square, didn't know about them.
When he reached the end of the stone steps, a white light curtain appeared in front of him. Looking through the light curtain, there was a huge cyan wall inside, six or seven feet high, completely covering the back.
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But facing the stone steps, there is a tall stele tower, and you can faintly see a large number of buildings behind the wall. On the conspicuous top of the stele tower, the three characters "Zhuling Hall" are written in silver powder.
Ye Changsheng looked around. The light curtain was extremely wide, covering the entire manor-like mourning hall. There was no way to enter by any means.
Holding his palm up as a sword, golden mana surged out. Ye Changsheng pulled his palm down against the white light curtain, opening an entrance to the restriction and entering it.
Taking out a jade bottle and taking a sip of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk, Ye Changsheng used this spiritual object to replenish all the mana consumed in breaking the formation and fighting.
Then he strode towards the pavilion behind the stone wall.
The previous pavilions had the same style, they were all small buildings with two floors and more than ten feet high. Ye Changsheng casually walked into the one near the entrance and found that it was empty, with almost nothing except some tables and chairs.
It seems that the things here have been cleaned up long ago when the ancient monks evacuated.
After checking several other similar attics, I found nothing.
The other stone houses below, which look like warehouses, are also empty.
Ye Changsheng sighed in his heart, secretly thinking that he shouldn't have high expectations for these places.
After all, this is not the place where the ancient monks left opportunities for future generations, but the place where they sealed the ancient demon queen and evacuated.
Since it was an evacuation, all things were naturally taken away and cleaned up, and nothing valuable was left behind.
Ye Changsheng and others had already expected this. They came here just to see if there was anything missing.
When Ye Changsheng explored the last stone house, he still found nothing, and finally he appeared in front of a stone temple.
This stone palace does not look very big, only about a hundred feet wide, but it is red in color, like a layer of flames burning on the surface of the entire stone palace.
"Hualing Palace!"
Ye Changsheng's gaze rested on the plaque hanging on the door of the palace.
"There must be something here. Fortunately, I still remember the information related to Kunwu Mountain, otherwise I would really have found nothing!" Ye Changsheng thought in his heart.
He walked inside calmly.
This hall is dozens of feet wide, with bursts of red clouds inside and a heat wave blowing against your face.
More than a dozen fire pillars stand upright around the main hall, with strips of red dragon statues coiled above them, which are lifelike. A stream of red clouds spurts out from the dragon's head, condensing and not dissipating, covering a huge cauldron in the middle of the hall.
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This cauldron is six to seven feet high and has a simple style. It has been burnt red by red clouds and its original color has long been lost.
The scorching heat emitted from its surface, even if it is twenty or thirty feet away, still makes people feel like they are in a volcano.
There were bursts of thunder in the cauldron. Based on Ye Changsheng's experience in refining weapons, if there was such a movement, it must have been training something in the cauldron.
It seems that the ancient monks at that time evacuated without having time to refine the things here, so the cauldron and the burning flames have remained for tens of thousands of years.
After Ye Changsheng looked around, a golden light suddenly appeared on his hand and bounced somewhere in the hall.
There was a loud "boom", and after the golden light hit something in the corner, the dozens of fire pillars flashed, and the red clouds spitting out from the dragon's head disappeared at the same time.
The forging formation was stopped by Ye Changsheng.
He came to the cauldron, stretched out his hand to touch the giant cauldron, and opened its lid.
At this time, the cauldron buzzed like a psychic, and then with a "puff" sound, a layer of red flame emerged, wrapping the cauldron in it.
A look of surprise appeared in Ye Changsheng's eyes.
It turns out that after so many years of tempering, the power of the earth fire absorbed by this cauldron has been refined to a terrifying level. It actually allowed this cauldron to transform from an ordinary magic weapon into a fire attribute treasure.
Only then did he become so spiritual.
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It was formed by chance.
Very few people take the initiative to do this.
The cauldron in front of me was definitely not cultivated by the ancient monks back then.
Rather, most of the ancient cultivators who were in charge of the Hualing Palace at that time were unable to stop refining something at a critical moment, but had to evacuate the mountain, so they had no choice but to activate the magic circle in the temple to refine the object in the cauldron by themselves.
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Probably because he had a glimmer of hope and didn't want the things he had worked so hard to refine to be destroyed, he activated the formation and resigned himself to fate.
After Ye Changsheng watched the cauldron carefully for a moment, a layer of blue flame suddenly appeared on one of his palms, and then he quickly grabbed the giant cauldron in front of him.
A big blue hand appeared above the giant cauldron, and then grabbed the lid of the cauldron.
The huge cauldron trembled slightly with a bang, and the red flames on the cauldron suddenly doubled in height, and instantly condensed into a red fire bird, spitting red flames from its mouth to face the big hand.
There was an explosion immediately, and under the flashes of red flames and blue light, the firebird could only hold on for less than a breath before it was grabbed to pieces. Then, without hesitation, the purple hand reached down and fished the cauldron cover down.
With a soft "dang" sound, Ye Changsheng opened the lid of the cauldron.
Originally, the magical power of this cauldron must not be limited to these powers, but after all, it is an artifact that has become a spirit and has no owner to control it. Some of its own defenses were easily defeated by Ye Changsheng.
Ye Changsheng was about to take a closer look at what was at the bottom of the cauldron when he suddenly heard an unpleasant bird chirp, and then a red light shot out from the cauldron and shot directly towards him.
Ye Changsheng had been on guard for a long time. Silver light suddenly appeared all over his body, wrapping up the red light like a tide and tightly confining it in it.
"This is the Taiyin True Fire, one of the three true spiritual fires!" A clear and sweet voice came in his mind.