The Palace of the Holy King, the Palace of the Witch God, the Palace of the Brave, and the Palace of the Ancestral Queen.
The four major palaces form the top floor of the cave, which is also the behind-the-scenes controller of the royal family of the North Island of Ying Kingdom.
In addition to the practitioners, Xu Zhi also saw Prince Renhe, whom he had met once before.
It seems that the other party has been waiting here for a long time, and his calm face showed a hint of joy after seeing everyone.
"Once in a few years, it's rare to see so many talented people in our country. Where are the ten thousand years, eight thousand, and the two five thousand? Xiao Wang also wants to see what kind of talents come out on top."
Kitajima Jinhe looked at the people in front of him, his eyes turned back and forth, but he did not find the most successful cultivators, the 'Four Thousand Years Angry Tyrannosaurus', the 'Three Thousand Years Warriors', the 'Two Thousand Five Hundred Years Imperial Glory' and others.
Saw it.
"Maybe those little bastards want to keep a low profile. After all, being in the first place is a bit resentful," Yagyu Somoto said casually.
"It would be a pity if we never got to meet him."
"There aren't many people anyway, so they're all mixed in here."
"makes sense."
Prince Renhe looked around, taking in the messy faces, and then retracted his eyes.
Whether it was true or false, whether he had changed his face or not, even a high-level official in Ying country would not be able to tell for a while.
The great cultivators all have weird personalities. Some like to change their faces, and some don't. He is not surprised by the mix.
Even Sogen Yagyu is no exception. This great master is also very good at changing his face. When he has nothing to do, he puts on facial makeup and goes to all walks of life to investigate.
He was a little lucky that the secret art of face-changing involves changes in muscles, bones, etc., and can only be practiced by practitioners above the master level. Moreover, the cost of changing one face of this secret art is not low, and few people can play it all the time.
If the entire Ying Kingdom was a tribe of face-changing people, it would be a bit troublesome for him to think about it.
The person couldn't recognize it, so he could only recite the names attached to him to express the royal family's encouragement and blessings to this group of entrants.
"Nikaido Bald Maru, this is really a strange family name. Congratulations on entering the Holy Palace to receive the blessing ceremony."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Xu Zhi took two puppets contaminated with the blood of an unknown cultivator and thanked the prince. After six or seven years, his appearance had also changed drastically, and it was obviously difficult for Prince Renhe to recognize his appearance.
The puppet substitute technique was definitely impossible to master, and he didn't know why Yagyu Somoto wanted them to go through the motions.
Maybe the four of them could be better guarded together, or they were afraid that they would escape and accidentally die in the cave and make him look bad, or they could wait for Gu Yuxi's talent to play some role.
In any case, they followed the large team of Ying people into this place that is difficult for cultivators from other countries to reach.
"Xiao Lin Ergouzi, forget about your changing your face. This generation of names is too poor. Anyway, I congratulate you on entering the Holy King's Palace to receive the blessing ceremony."
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After everyone shook hands and finished talking, Prince Renhe also began to lead everyone into the palace. From time to time, he would point around and remind the practitioners of some things to pay attention to.
The four palaces on Jianmu Shang are controlled by four important people, including the ancestor of their Beidao family who lived dozens of generations ago. This important person lived so long that they almost despaired.
It is difficult to verify when Bei Dao Shenwu and Edney met, but Bei Dao Shenwu could not have established the country without the help of the other party.
It only took more than twenty years to go from an ordinary samurai family to becoming a powerful warrior in Beidao, conquering the north and south, and establishing the kingdom of Ying, which was divided among the princes.
Although you are the first emperor, Beidao Shenwu did not possess the most powerful force in the world until the day he died of old age. He often needed the assistance of Edney's various secret spells.
Without counting some caves that may have existed but eventually disappeared secretly, Prince Incheon felt that the cave in Ying was probably the first cave in the world.
This is the cave where internal and external cooperation leads to ultimate stability.
The modern equipment in the four major palaces is not much different from the outside world. Broken or worn-out items will be replaced from time to time.
The Four Seasons Cave is opened every year, but only every three or four years for practitioners to gather in the Cave for a practice trip.
At this moment, these great cultivators gathered in the Holy King's Palace, patiently waiting for the Holy King's blessing ceremony to advance to the "Secret Technique of Immortality".
A little blue light just emerged, and then turned into a white magical shimmer like spring rain, which continued to fall on the practitioners.
A refreshing feeling came, and I saw the curtain in front of the throne in front of me was pulled open, and a lizard man holding a heavy bow shouted loudly: "The Holy King has arrived, kneel down and bow."
Ren and Prince in front knelt down, and the great practitioners behind him looked at each other and knelt down as well.
Only Sogen Yagyu nodded slightly and gestured with his fists to the figure behind the curtain.
The holy king obviously didn't have any polite words, and didn't make any gestures to ask everyone to stand up. He just muttered an inexplicable mantra there.
The black light kept flying out from behind the curtain, but as soon as it touched the puppets in their hands, they saw that the small puppets in everyone's hands began to come to life, as if they were being held up by wires behind the scenes, and began to make slight movements.
"Sacrifice"
The Holy King said something in Yingguo, and then fell silent. With the sound of the curtain being pulled, Prince Renhe in front clapped his hands and stood up again.
"Learn more and hope that you will become the pillars of the country. The real introduction to "The Secret Art of Immortality" is here."
After speaking to the many cultivators, he also walked towards Yagyu Somoto and began to communicate in private.
"A replica of spiritualism?"
Xu Zhi looked at the puppet in his hand. If the squirming little thing in his hand was regarded as a skeleton, it would be an unconscious undead. The practitioners need to fill in part of their consciousness and soul to establish a connection with each other.
The principle is very similar to the immortal mark of the void, and there are some innate radiations like his from another world, and there are even traces of the wizard manipulating the undead.
With enough guidance, it is not difficult for great practitioners who have practiced secret arts to separate their minds and form a mark.
Everyone can stay in the Holy King's Palace for three days. After three days, whether they successfully put their spiritual mark on the puppet or not, the guard who was guarding them will be expelled from the Holy King's Palace.
Xu Zhi and others sat bored in the palace for a long time. They saw the sky getting dark and the energy lights in the palace turned on. Yagyu Munemoto finally ended the conversation and walked to Mori Ergoro who was nearby them.
"Walking around?" Sogen Yagyu smiled at Jigoro Mori.
"I, I haven't mastered my secret skills yet."
Mori Ergoro felt a chill in his heart, feeling that the ubiquitous power of fate began to push him forward again.
Sogen Yagyu wants him to start looking for the secret room, but if he finds the secret room, he will die.
"Being behind closed doors is like asking for fish in a tree. It would be better to walk away. Ergoro, don't you think so? After all, I still have to protect you?"
Yagyu Somoto had a gentle smile, but Mouri Jigoro felt afraid for some reason after seeing it.
Before he went to ask for Yagyu Munemoto, the other party took the initiative to come over. Yagyu Sogen's initiative to ask for help seemed to have another purpose.
He didn't know whether he could change his fate against the will of heaven in the secret room, but if he didn't find the secret room and delayed Yagyu Munemoto's affairs, the consequences of changing his fate against the will of heaven might be disastrous.
Gu Yuxi was right. After making a blood puppet, he was now too weak and more prone to accidents. The desperate choice he made at the beginning could not withstand the fate of fate.
Even though he didn't want to go in, he was still pushing in passively.
"Lord Prophet."
He looked at Gu Yuxi with some fear, and saw the brilliance flowing in the other person's eyes, with countless stars shining.
"Survive these twelve hours."
A few seconds later, Gu Yuxi, who had finished releasing his talent, made a cheering gesture to Maori Ergoro. As Xu Zhi muttered the previous sentence, Maori Ergoro suddenly felt his eyes darken.
The countdown of his life has begun.
What should I do in the last twelve hours? Should I wait for death behind closed doors, or walk around and wait for death?
Mori Jigoro looked at the golden walls around the palace, and felt that the gold was filled with running water, and there were flames burning continuously. Everything in his eyes seemed to turn into the colors of the Shaman Palace and the Ancestral Harem.
Unknowingly, he had stepped into the passage of death.