"This underground palace is really built like a palace."
Liu Yunqing was shocked from the bottom of his heart. In front of him were thousands of white jade steps leading to the magnificent hall in the distance.
Every time the three of them took a step, there was a long candle with flames dancing on the lampstand beside them.
Several giant red dragon-panel pillars stand on both sides of the palace gate, with auspicious clouds and dragons above them lifelike.
Except for the darkness in the underground palace, there was no way to tell that this was a place behind the end of the dungeon.
Qi Zhizhi was a little scared. Every time the lampstands on both sides lit up, she felt as if something was following her and wanted to burn her too.
"I'm afraid Chen Zeshen couldn't build this place. It's a bit like..." Dong Yiyi was thinking.
"It's like a secret realm!" Liu Yunqing immediately answered.
"Yes! It's a secret realm! If the dungeon of a city lord's palace is built very deep, it's understandable. But if he can build an underground palace, use the formation as the door as the lock, and hide the demonic aura inside, wouldn't that mean he has built an underground palace?
Secret realm!”
Dong Yiyi suddenly realized it. The three of them looked at each other, their hearts sank, and their pupils were covered with a layer of gray mist.
Originally, a few people only thought that this was a place specially reserved for monks. As long as they entered the place through the formation entrance to rescue many monks, and then looked for the central formation eye from inside, they could break out of the formation.
But if this was a secret realm, all this would be troublesome.
The reason why a secret realm is a secret realm is because there are inheritances left by powerful people after their ascension or death. It can be a magical weapon, a robe, or a technique.
The fact that these objects that have followed the powerful inheritance can protect the secret realm shows that it has opened its mind. A secret realm that has not been widely known to everyone in the world of cultivation is definitely not a harmonious place.
This secret realm... is part of the brain of this inherited thing.
There is a guest in your mind, what should you do? Kill him.
"Brother, what should we do next? There must be many dangers in this palace." Dong Yiyi looked at the magnificent palace not far away, which was like an oasis in the desert, particularly eye-catching.
Liu Yunqing stared into the distance with a heartbroken heart, and said in a cold voice, "We're here now. Zhang Yunsheng and Shen Yunyang might be inside. It's just a secret realm. The murderous intention is as much as the vitality."
"Let's go check it out together. The elixir given by junior sister is enough."
Qi Zhizhi is still young, and the secret places are inherently dangerous and few in number. She has never been there before.
In order to save her brother, she nodded firmly and grabbed Dong Yiyi's sleeve again, asking for some relief.
The few of them said nothing more and climbed more than 2,000 steps until they actually stood in front of the palace. They were full of surprise...
Because the hall in the palace in front of them was exactly the same as the banquet hall they went to in the city lord's palace that day.
And the person they were looking for was sitting in the same position as that day, silent and silent.
The low table, incense table and futon meal are all the same as in the memory of the sea of consciousness. The only difference is that the number of people sitting in front of each table is different.
Zhang Yunsheng is sitting in the middle of the low table where she was sitting that day. On the left and right sides are a female swordsman holding a wine cup and a long sword tied to her waist, and a male swordsman holding a big mouthful of roast meat.
build.
The female swordsman raised her head slightly, the wine in the wine cup was flowing into her mouth, and the wine between her lips and teeth could be faintly seen from a short distance away. She kept this posture motionless, and the wine did not move either.
The roasted pork held by the male swordsman was right next to his mouth, with red oil staining the corners of his mouth, and his upper and lower teeth bit into the juiciest outer edge of the roasted pork.
They are like lifelike and colorful statues, showing the various forms of living beings here.
Liu Yunqing frowned as he watched all this, and subconsciously wanted to walk towards Zhang Yunsheng. As soon as he took a step, he was stopped by Dong Yiyi.
Dong Yiyi shook his head, "Senior brother, no, look over there." Her finger pointed to the center of the hall, where the city lord Chen Zeshen was sitting that day.
There were no tables, chairs or soft couches there at this time, only a locust tree with branches as high as the sky and lush leaves.
The roots of this locust tree are extremely strong, and they are deeply rooted into the white jade floor tiles.
"How could we not notice such a big tree when we first came in? If you hadn't been looking for Senior Sister Zhang on the left, and Junior Sister Qi was looking for her brother on the right, I hesitated for a moment before noticing the middle."
Dong Yiyi held the Zhenxuan sword tightly, held Liu Yunqing with two fingers of his left hand, and held Qi Zhizhi with his right hand.
Qi Zhizhi was in a daze, and turned around to look at the arm that was held by him. It took him a while to regain his senses.
His face was instantly filled with fear and distortion, and he couldn't help but say in fear: "This... everyone in this hall has been bewitched and lost their mind..."
"The locust tree is a ghost in the tree, with heavy yin energy. The underground palace exists underground, and it is a very yin place. The demonic energy is yin and the spiritual energy is yang. This is a good place to store the evil energy. I am afraid it has something to do with this locust tree.
"
Liu Yunqing had come to his senses at this time, and the two people around him felt that his inference was reasonable.
"We didn't see Senior Sister Zhang and Junior Brother Shen leave the banquet that day. They seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. Now they are here again eating at the banquet. They should have been pulled into the underground palace by the formation at the banquet."
Dong Yiyi said again: "Where is Junior Brother Shen? Why is the low table next to Senior Sister Zhang empty?!"
The three of them looked shocked, and she said again: "Isn't he being arrested for initiation?"
"Then this underground palace is the monk's dungeon!!!"
Dong Yiyi felt that the hairs on his body were aroused, and cold sweat appeared faintly on his forehead.
If a monk suddenly changes his mood and becomes enthusiastic and irritable, it may be because his Taoist mind is unstable. This is another sense of "obsession", but the spiritual energy circulating in the meridians in the body is still the same.
He is a mentally ill, sick monk.
In layman's terms, it means suffering from a mental illness.
But demonic cultivators, that is, monks who are possessed by demons, must be exposed to demonic energy before they become demonic. This demonic energy is like a unique kind of energy in the demonic realm. The green spiritual energy in the monks who come into contact will be gradually swallowed up by the demonic energy, and finally
What is flowing through the body is black evil energy.
Mortals without spiritual power cannot become demonic cultivators. The predecessors of demonic cultivators must be monks.
"If Junior Brother Shen... falls into the devil, there will be no way to survive." Dong Yiyi's voice was slightly choked, and she loosened her hold on Liu Yunqing's sleeve.
"Let's go explore this locust tree. It's the strangest thing to appear here. It's probably related to it! We haven't met the demon cultivator yet, and we haven't noticed the demonic energy yet. Don't think too much about it, what if Shen Yunyang wakes up on his own?
." Liu Yunqing patted her shoulder and comforted her.
In fact, he subconsciously thought that Shen Yunyang had been arrested to be infused with demonic energy, but now as a senior brother, he had to calm down.
He first walked towards the locust tree in the center, pulled out the wind-winding sword from his waist, and unsheathed the sharp cold weapon and held it at his side.
As soon as he walked half the distance, he realized something was wrong. His steps were becoming more and more difficult. It was the pressure of his cultivation!
There is indeed something strange about this locust tree. It doesn't want to let you get close! It has spiritual intelligence!
