Each of these four tomb-guarding Taoist soldiers is different from ordinary people. I am afraid that they at least have the strength of heavenly immortals. Although Zhuo Wen has now reached the middle stage of earthly immortal cultivation, he still feels that these four tomb-guarding Taoist soldiers are difficult to deal with.
However, compared to when he first met the tomb guard Taoist soldiers, Zhuo Wen's current condition is obviously much better, at least he will not run away in a panic like before.
The eyes of the four Taoist soldiers guarding the tombs burst out with blazing fire, but the fire was extremely cold and icy, just like the twelfth lunar month in the cold winter.
Shi Ji calmly glanced at the four Taoist soldiers guarding the tomb, and said calmly: "Old friends come to meet us, is this how you treat us?"
As soon as Shi Ji finished speaking, an indifferent voice came from the huge palace in the central area of the plateau: "Shi Ji, you are here again, are you planning to persuade me again?"
Shi Ji's eyes flickered, he pointed at Zhuo Wen beside him, and said with a smile: "That's right, but I also brought this little guy with me this time!"
The Lord of the God's Tomb was silent for a while and said: "Dongfang, Nangong, Beichen, and Ximen, the four of you will open the restrictions and welcome the guests."
After saying this, four huge bronze coffins suddenly emerged from the cemeteries at the four corners of the plateau.
The auras on these four bronze coffins are extremely terrifying. It is not difficult to imagine that the people inside these four bronze coffins are all extremely powerful men.
However, Zhuo Wen still felt keenly that although the auras emitted by these four bronze coffins were strong, they were still inferior to those of Shi Ji around him.
Because Shi Ji had absorbed too much immortal essence from Luo Yanjing over the past ten thousand years, his cultivation level had declined seriously, and he had fallen from the peak of true immortality to the middle stage of true immortality.
However, the aura of these four true immortal coffins is not as good as Shiji's, and they should be at the early stage of true immortal cultivation.
However, Zhuo Wen knows that the true immortals in these four true immortal tombs are not simple, and from the names of the four people, it can be seen that the owners of these four true immortal tombs should be good at combined attacks.
If these four true immortals used the combined attack method in their early stages, it might not be that easy even for Shi Ji to defeat these four true immortals.
Bang bang bang bang!
Four muffled sounds were heard, and then Zhuo Wen saw the lids of the four bronze coffins opening one after another, and four figures with terrifying auras emerged from the four coffins.
Among them, in the coffin of the Tomb of the East, there was actually a middle-aged man with a sinister eyebrow.
Zhuo Wen was deeply impressed by the Tomb of the East. It was this person who sent the Taoist soldiers guarding the tomb to force him to flee in embarrassment. Speaking of which, Zhuo Wen still had some old rift with this person.
The voice that came out of the Tomb of the East was extremely solemn. In Zhuo Wen's impression, he must have been a serious-faced and dignified person, but he didn't expect it to be a wretched middle-aged uncle.
This middle-aged man with stern eyebrows slowly turned his head, grinned at Zhuo Wen and said, "Little guy, we meet again. I didn't expect that in just over ten years, your cultivation has actually grown to this level.
It’s such a level, it’s really disappointing.”
Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered, but he did not answer, but focused on the other three.
In the tomb in the north, a woman with long snow-white hair and a cold expression came out. This woman looked about thirty years old, and her body exuded a cold and mature charm.
In the tomb on the west side, there is a dark-skinned, naive and sturdy young man, who always has a smile on his face.
In the tomb on the south side, there is a young man wearing a white gown and a cloth band on his head, dressed like a scholar, with an elegant smile on his face.
The four people bowed to the tomb of the god and then lined up at the four corners of the plateau. They made complicated seals with their hands. Then Zhuo Wen discovered that the white snow on the plateau slowly dissipated, and traces of snow appeared on the surface of the plateau.
Ripples.
Zhuo Wen stared at the powerful restrictions around the plateau with a look of understanding. Before the four people made the secrets, he did not realize that there were still restrictions around the plateau. It can be seen that this restriction is extremely clever, so clever that even Zhuo Wen is not.
The point of being aware of it.
"It deserves to be the land of the God's Tomb. The restrictions here are so terrifying. I'm afraid they should be extremely powerful ancient restrictions." Zhuo Wen thought to himself.
"Shiji, come in!" After the restriction was opened, the voice of the Lord of the God's Tomb sounded again.
Shi Ji took Zhuo Wen to the God's Tomb in an instant, and immediately came to the central palace and said, "Don't you think about the ancient battlefield? I think you also want to know the truth back then, right?"
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The Lord of the God's Tomb was silent for a moment and said: "You can discuss this matter later when you enter the main hall. You brought the little guy here today for another purpose, right?"
Shi Ji laughed and said: "Of course there is another purpose. This little guy's wife fell into a deep sleep for various reasons and her body collapsed. In order to save his wife, we need the Nine Soul Lotus Root. I know you have it here."
"Nine Soul Lotus Roots? This is a precious thing that you have worked hard to cultivate for thousands of years. How can you just give it to me?" The middle-aged man with a sinister eyebrow said with some displeasure.
Zhuo Wen deeply cupped his hands towards the main hall and said in a deep voice: "Lord of the Tomb of Gods, if you can hand over the Nine Souls Lotus Root to this junior, I will never forget it. If the Lord of the Tomb of Gods makes any request in the future, I will definitely accept it.
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"Nine soul lotus roots are too precious, little one, you have a big appetite!" A woman with long snow-white hair and a cold expression shook her head.
Zhuo Wen ignored it. He stared closely at the huge palace in front of him. He knew that only the Lord of the God's Tomb in front of him was qualified to decide the ownership of the Nine Souls Lotus Root.
The Lord of the God's Tomb was silent for a long time, and finally said quietly: "Beichen, take this little guy into the palace lotus pond and hand him the Nine Souls Lotus Root."
Zhuo Wen was startled, then showed a look of ecstasy, and quickly raised his hands and said: "Thank you, senior, for your selfless gift."
However, after being ecstatic, Zhuo Wen quickly showed doubts. He was wondering why the Lord of the God's Tomb agreed to give him the Nine Soul Lotus Root so easily.
From the words of the middle-aged man with sinister eyebrows and the snow-haired woman, it is not difficult to tell that the Nine Soul Lotus Roots are extremely precious, and the owner of the God's Tomb is not related to him, so why did he agree so readily?
Shi Ji had a smile on his lips, and was not surprised by the answer from the Lord of the Tomb of Gods. He whispered to Zhuo Wen: "Zhuowen, I will go in to discuss with the Lord of the Tomb of Gods about opening up the ancient battlefield. You go with this Beichen girl.
Take the nine soul lotus roots from the lotus pond."
After saying that, Shi Ji did not wait for Zhuo Wen to speak, but took a step forward and suddenly disappeared into the palace door like an ethereal shadow.
"Zhuo Wen, let me introduce myself first. I am Beichen Ruoli, your guardian of the north." A cold woman with snowy hair came to Zhuo Wen and said indifferently.
"Hey, boy, I'm Dongfang Qinsheng, you should remember me, right?" The middle-aged man with a sinister eyebrow quickly came to Zhuo Wen's side, patted Zhuo Wen's shoulder familiarly and said with a smile.
And before Zhuo Wen could answer, the man pointed to the elegant scholar not far away and said: "That's Nangong Haoran, a sour scholar who usually likes to show off his provocative writing; there is another person, Ximen Fei
, despite his honest and simple nature, if he gets angry, he is more terrifying than any beast, so stay away from him, kid."
Zhuo Wen looked at Dongfang Qinsheng's familiar appearance helplessly. He wanted to interrupt, but was interrupted every time, which made him quite embarrassed.
"Dongfang Qinsheng, you have nothing to do here, go away!"
Beichen Ruoli's eyes were as cold as ice, and he stared at Dongfang Qinsheng coldly, which made Dongfang Qinsheng, who was talking eloquently and excited, shiver all over, turned to Beichen Ruoli and said with a flattering smile: "
Beichen, don't you see that I'm excited? No one has been here all year round, and I'm almost dying of loneliness. If I don't talk to this little brother, I will be bored."
"Haha, then you are so bored, so you don't need to cause trouble to Beichen here." Nangong Haoran said with a carefree smile.
Ximen Fei showed an honest smile and looked here quietly without answering.
Dongfang Qinsheng scratched his head, and when he was about to refute Nangong Haoran, Beichen Ruoli still said coldly: "Dongfang Qinsheng, if you don't go away, then don't blame me for being rude."
As he spoke, Beichen Ruoli's long hair calmed down, and a terrifying icy coldness faintly swept out of his body. Under the influence of this icy coldness, the surrounding air actually stagnated and froze.
Dongfang Qinsheng's face changed drastically, and he immediately stepped aside, muttering: "Are you serious about coming? I'm afraid of you, aren't you?"
Beichen Ruoli glanced at Dongfang Qinsheng indifferently, and then said to Zhuo Wen: "Come with me, I will take you to the lotus pond to get the nine-soul lotus root you want."
With that said, Beichen Ruoli turned around and entered the main hall, while Zhuo Wen followed closely behind with a look of deep thought in his eyes.
After the two left, Dongfang Qinsheng, who was originally smiling playfully, turned serious and said, "Your Majesty, you are too kind to me, right? Your Majesty has been cultivating the Nine-Soul Lotus Root for thousands of years, and it took a lot of effort to bring it to maturity.
, it was originally intended for your own use, but now it’s better, it was given directly to Zhuo Wen..."
Nangong Haoran nodded heavily and said: "Your Majesty has recognized this son as the son of destiny, and the Fuxi Cauldron is indeed in this son's possession. As long as it does not touch your bottom line, I will satisfy this son's requirements!"
Dongfang Qinsheng remained silent, but finally sighed softly.
The palace was very large. Beichen Ruoli and Zhuo Wen walked for half an hour before walking out of the outermost corridor. Then they passed several halls and then arrived at a hall on the left side of the palace.
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The entire hall was surrounded by jade stones, and a strong celestial energy rushed towards his face, making Zhuo Wen look intoxicated.
In the center of the main hall, there is a large lotus pond.
This lotus pond occupies one-third of the area of the main hall, and on the edge of the lotus pond stands jade-colored fences made of jade stones.
In the lotus pond, the fairy energy is much richer than in other parts of the hall, almost forming clouds of white mist. The fairy spirit is dense and dense, just like a fairyland.