The silver-robed Taoist and the blood-clothed Taoist thought for a while and both felt that this was probably the case, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why there were no obstacles along the way and everyone was allowed to enter.
In fact, similar situations have not happened in those secret realms in the past. Many disciples who have received the inheritance have soared into the sky. Some of the top cultivators in the thirty-six continents in Yunei also have such origins.
Thinking of this, the three of them looked at each other and saw the eager light in each other's eyes.
It seems that these inheritances are left to future generations and support their growth. There must be a lot of cultivation materials left behind for disciples to practice to the top. In addition to these, there is also a lack of treasures to protect the Tao, such as Taoist cultivation books;
The most important thing is that this place is a blessed place for cultivation. If it is occupied by a sect, it may be able to enshrine more elders and superior monks.
The bloody-robed Taoist raised a question at this time, saying: "Since it is to find disciples, then it must be to serve the sect and pass on the Taoism. Our disciples have already achieved cultivation, can they still pass it on?"
Taoist Sanmo said: "I don't think this is a problem. Learning magical powers and inheriting Taoism are two different things. Moreover, this secret realm has allowed so many people to come in. I guess the owner of the Yi Mansion doesn't care about the identity of the visitor.
If my disciples and I are destined, we can naturally take over this secret realm. Even if it doesn't work, we can still think of other ways..."
The other two people thought about it and accepted this statement.
At this moment in the Xuan Palace, Pu Lu led a group of companions across the Golden Bridge and walked out of the main hall. A monk in the hall suddenly waved his hand and released a red light, heading straight for them.
He was going to kill these mortal children directly.
Although he believed that these mortals could not compare with them, who knew what the shadow of Xuan Palace would choose? As long as he killed these people, he would be able to avoid many competitors.
However, he had just used his magic weapon. Before he left the palace, it was illuminated by a golden light from an unknown source and intercepted in mid-air. Before it even hit the ground, it turned into a puddle of copper water.
But the golden light turned and headed towards the palace. The disciple was shocked. He knew how powerful it was, so how could he dare to stay here?
The man screamed, fell from the sky, and fell into the lake below. He rolled over, and his bones and flesh immediately rotted away. A few bubbles popped out, and it disappeared in an instant.
When all the disciples saw this, their expressions changed. They had never thought that this lake could actually transform human flesh and blood.
But from this, I also realized that the master of this palace was indeed selecting his disciples and did not allow them to fight each other.
In this case, we can't take action against these mortals.
Some people disagree, thinking that how can these ordinary people be compared with these monks?
They are not overly confident. The knowledge and qualifications of cultivators are far superior to ordinary people. But in normal comparison, how can they possibly compete with them?
But some people feel that this may not be the case.
Because the master of Xuan Palace chose so many mortals, he probably valued these people because they had no cultivation skills and could easily draw on a blank piece of paper. It does not necessarily mean that they had an advantage because they were cultivators.
At this moment, there was a long sound of bells inside and outside the palace,
The disciples noticed that futons appeared in front of them, corresponding to the number of people present. After a few glances, they all knew what they were doing. They walked up and took their seats.
Pulu and his group also walked in at this time. When the children and teenagers behind him saw the monk looking at them with unkind eyes, except for a few, most of them shrank and did not dare to step forward.
Pulu was very courageous, and he said: "Don't be afraid, there are immortals here to protect us, they don't dare to do anything to us."
Not to mention that his voice was very loud, even if he whispered, these monks could still hear him. Some of these people snorted, but they didn't make any movement, which undoubtedly proved that Pu Lu's words were correct.
These children became a little bolder because of this. In fact, their fear of monks was not that deep. To say that they were more afraid of an official or a landlord. Under Pulu's arrangement,
They each picked a futon and sat down.
As everyone sat still, an inexplicable thought came to their minds. They must not leave their seats before the bell ends.
When everyone was thinking about the test, they suddenly became tense because they discovered that the dragon and python reliefs on the palace wall actually started to twist and swim around the walls. One of them suddenly opened its mouth and caught the other one off guard.
The monk took it into his mouth.
It can be seen that this monk was not defenseless, and the spiritual light of his magic weapon flashed out immediately. However, under the chewing and tearing of the dragon, those magic weapons were instantly shattered, and then the whole person was swallowed.
Someone said in a low voice: "It's Jue Laosan. This guy has been eating people all his life. He likes to eat people alive the most, and now he is being eaten." Everyone couldn't help but wonder, is this dragon attacking this person? Is this the reason?
At this moment, the dragon stared at the people on the futon again, and the cultivators' hearts tightened. The children were even more frightened. They wanted to leave, but they were so scared that their bodies became weak and could not move.
The dragon eyes finally fell on a monk. The man's expression changed unconsciously. Before the dragon could move, he shouted, raised the magic weapon and smashed it directly. However, the magic weapon fell to
On top of the dragon's head, it collapsed directly without causing any damage. On the contrary, it made the light in the dragon's eyes even more dangerous.
The next moment, everyone's eyes blurred, and they saw that the monk was also swallowed, and the dragon body slowly swam across the passage between the futons, and everyone felt even more awed.
At this time, a calm-minded monk spoke out: "Comrades, we must fight against this dragon together, otherwise we must either leave early or wait to be swallowed up one by one."
Everyone looked at each other and accepted this statement. So when the dragon reached the periphery, they sacrificed their magic weapons one by one and formed an aura in the sky. The monk who just spoke looked at the mortals and children and said
: "Everyone, cover them in together."
Someone said coldly: "What are you doing? Fellow Taoist Gao, do you sympathize with these mortals?"
The monk surnamed Gao said: "I'm not that boring, but didn't you realize it just now?" He gestured to the four walls, "Every time this dragon swallows a person, there will be one more on the wall. If you don't want to do this,
The number of dragons is increasing, so it is best to protect these mortals."
Everyone was reminded, and when they looked around the walls, they did see two more dragons coming out, and their expressions changed slightly. When it came to their own safety, they did not hesitate, suppressed the disgust and dissatisfaction in their hearts, and used magic weapons to destroy all the dragons in the room.
All the mortal children were covered together.
And with the combined efforts of all the cultivators, even though there were two more dragons in the field, they still could not break through the joint efforts of everyone. The sound of the bell lasted for a moment, then gradually faded away, and those dragons also returned.
On top of the four walls.
Although the confrontation just didn't last long, everyone felt that their mana was being consumed seriously. They expected that the matter would not end here, so they all seized the opportunity to regulate their breath and restore their mana.
Not long after, everyone heard the sound of the bell ringing again. They felt nothing at first, but soon discovered something was wrong. The entire palace was actually sinking under the lake!
Seeing this scene, everyone's expressions couldn't help but change. When fighting against the dragon just now, there might be a glimmer of hope of escape, but if it sinks to the bottom of the water, there is nowhere to go. What does the water look like?
I saw it just now. But after coming, I am not willing to leave now.
Just as he was thinking this, a monk said loudly: "Everyone, I have no chance to be with you here, so I won't accompany you." After saying that, he turned into a stream of light and flew away, and went out in the blink of an eye, without encountering any obstruction.
Someone was the first person, and soon there was the second, and the third... In the next ten or so breaths, more than a dozen people ran out at once, and the number of people in the field was reduced by 30%.
Seeing that no one left, a monk looked at an empty futon and said, "Friend Yu, stop pretending, no one will leave again."
After these words were spoken, a figure slowly appeared on the futon of the first person to escape. It turned out that he had not left at all, and that person who had gone out was just a phantom.
The Yu Taoist saw that there were a lot less people, and he was very proud of himself, but his expression soon froze. However, he saw strange things happening on each futon, and figures emerged one after another. It turned out that half of the dozen or so people who had followed him ran out.
Still in place.
What they did was obviously also to confuse other people so as to reduce some competitors, but no one who saw through it said anything.
The disciples of these sects have been fighting with others for a long time, so they are all very cunning. Even those who ran away may not have really made the wrong choice, but may have made a certain choice in their hearts.
After all this tossing, everyone stopped moving, and the main hall slowly sank to the bottom of the water. The water in the surrounding lakes was fine at first, but after a while, it surged into the main hall.
All the monks looked solemn. There was really no way out now. This time, without waiting for anyone to remind them, they all used their strength together to use their magic weapons to block the lake water.
Someone said: "There is no way to continue like this. Only then did we find a way to break the situation, and this should be there too!"
A monk unconsciously looked at the monk named Gao and said, "Fellow Taoist Gao, what do you say?"
The monk surnamed Gao said calmly: "I have read it. There is no way to break the situation, but the absence itself is a clue. Maybe I have to wait until the magic power is exhausted before the lake will stop."
"What proof do you have for this?"
The monk surnamed Gao said in an indifferent tone: "I have no proof. If you want to believe it, you can believe it. If you don't want to believe it, don't believe it. In the end, you have no other choice."