Looking at the rather majestic palace ten feet away, Xu Junming thought for a moment and did not go in.
According to the guidance of the soul-catching bell, Ren Xiang is in the Yunshuang Palace.
However, the practitioner has a keen sense of consciousness, and he is not 100% sure that he can hide it from the other party. In addition, this is the Jinyuan Empress's dojo, so it is surprising that he did not use Hutian Shen's magic to break in.
The aura that converged on Huang Liangmi followed the corner of the wall and came to the corner of Yunshuang Hall.
With the help of bronze mirrors, everything in the hall becomes blurred.
Soon he discovered a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar figure in the side hall of Yunshuang Palace.
This person is wearing a moon-white robe and has a tall figure.
Wearing a golden crown on his head, a jade pendant hanging from his waist, his face is like a crown jade, and his appearance is handsome.
Anyone who sees him will say "Pan An is reincarnated".
However, this person was not the Ren Xiang he remembered. Instead, he looked very similar to the young Ren Fa in the photos he had seen at Ren's house.
It's just a different temperament.
"This guy really took away his biological father's body."
Looking at Ren Xiang's soul sitting in Niwan Palace, Xu Junming understood the whole story.
He frowned.
"No, how could this guy bring his body here?"
This is the underworld, and it is also the dojo of Empress Jinyuan. All the guests who come to celebrate her birthday come with spirits, and none of them has a physical body.
Subconsciously, he turned his head and looked towards the tallest loft in the inner city, which was about twelve feet tall.
"It seems that the relationship between Ren Xiang and Empress Jinyuan is unusual!"
Just when Xu Junming was speculating about the relationship between the two, Ren Xiang, who was originally sitting cross-legged in meditation, made a new move.
His fingers flew, and a rusty round iron plate flew out from his body.
Xu Junming is no stranger to this iron card. Ren Xiang relied on it to escape from himself.
As the iron sign appeared, a trace of space fluctuation also spread out.
Ren Xiang held the iron plate with both hands and muttered something.
A black hole as big as a teacup slowly emerged.
With Xu Junming's understanding of the way of space, he could tell at a glance that it was a space passage.
Thinking that the distance connected by this space channel should be very far, even though it was only as big as a tea cup, within a moment, sweat appeared on Ren Xiang's forehead.
Soon, a glass bead the size of a red date with a ball of cyan mist inside emerged from it.
Ren Xiang grabbed it, closed the passage, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing this, Xu Junming was about to use the Hu Tian Shen technique, but by surprise, he snatched the iron-plate spiritual weapon. His heart moved and he quickly stopped.
A black aura flew from a distance and landed outside the main entrance of Yunshuang Palace. A beautiful maid in blue appeared.
Obviously, although this woman is a servant, her status is not low.
Not only is he dressed gorgeously, but he also has a top-quality magical weapon in his hand.
Knock on the door.
"Is the consort here?"
When Ren Xiang heard the knock on the door, he quickly took back the iron sign, swallowed the glass beads in his mouth, stood up, straightened his clothes, and went to the outside to open the door.
I saw the woman in green standing outside the door.
"But the Queen is calling?"
"The empress summons the consort to go and sleep with you."
Ren Xiang nodded and followed the woman in green to fly towards the highest loft in the middle.
Looking at the backs of the two people, Xu Junming finally understood.
"Husband-in-law? Bedroom attendant? Has Ren Xiang become Empress Jinyuan's guest?"
Imagine that Ren Xiang's handsome face, coupled with his innate peak cultivation, and the temperament of a humble and noble son cultivated from a wealthy family since childhood, it is normal for him to be able to attract the attention of Empress Jinyuan.
"I didn't expect that someone who is handsome can be used as food in the spiritual world!"
Subconsciously touched his face.
"Bah, bah, bah... Master Dao, I won't sell my butt."
However, with Empress Jin Yuan, a ghost cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir, by his side, even if he wanted to kill Ren Xiang, it would be impossible.
"But what are the glass beads he got after all his efforts?"
After thinking about it for a while, there was no result, but based on his guess, it was probably not a good thing.
Shaking his head, no matter what, tonight's plan failed.
Just as he was about to use the Hu Tian Shen technique to go back, suddenly a black stream of light flashed from the corner of his eye.
"Um?"
Xu Junming quickly restrained his breath and looked towards the extremely dim light.
An extremely compact donkey half a foot long came into view.
Look at the donkey's butt, there are two familiar 'whirlpools'.
"That donkey we met when we entered the city?"
Seeing its sneaky appearance, Xu Junming's heart moved and he followed it by accident.
In order to avoid being discovered, he fell five feet away. However, the donkey did not dare to emit his spiritual consciousness, so he was not noticed by it.
In addition, Xu Junming also discovered that this donkey didn't know what secret technique he used, and he was discovered by several waves of patrolling ghost soldiers in a row.
If he hadn't had the help of a bronze mirror, he probably wouldn't have been able to see the donkey.
One person and one donkey, one behind and one in front, gradually arrived at a yard at the back of the inner city.
The guards here are unprecedentedly tight, with one post at every five steps and one sentry at every ten steps.
There are more than forty ghost soldiers, each wearing a black helmet and holding a spear.
And their strength has also reached the innate level.
In such a tightly defended place, there must be extraordinary treasures.
The black donkey's body was shrouded in a layer of mysterious light, and he swaggered to the innermost part of the yard and came to a closed stone door.
The black donkey sniffed, then turned his body upside down, with his butt facing the stone door.
When Xu Junming was curious.
"puff!"
A stream of black gas spurted out from the anus.
Xu Junming's body trembled and he almost didn't get exposed.
He hurriedly restrained his breath and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the ghost soldiers didn't respond.
Looking at the black donkey, his brows jumped.
Originally, he thought that the other party had some magical skills that could allow him to enter inside silently, but it turned out to be just a 'fart'?!
What a fart!!
"wrong!"
Although the black donkey's fart sound was not loud, these ghost soldiers did not react at all.
Take a look with the help of a bronze mirror.
"It turns out it's all an illusion. No wonder this black donkey is so confident."
But being able to see through this illusion, Black Donkey is indeed somewhat extraordinary.
But what surprised Xu Junming even more was that after the 'donkey's butt' hit the stone gate, the restrictions on it disappeared silently.
Seeing this, Xu Junming was inexplicably surprised, and at the same time he felt that his horizons had broadened a lot.
Damn it, are you so strong?
"It seems like this donkey has quite some heels."
While the restrictions on the stone gate had not yet been restored, Xu Junming quickly followed.
Passing through the stone gate is a staircase one meter wide and two meters high, extending downward.
After walking about fifty meters along the stairs, a stone chamber of about 100 square meters appeared in front of me.
Sitting cross-legged in the center of the stone room was a ghost cultivator wearing a yellow robe. His aura was extremely powerful, no less than the third level of the Golden Pill.
With the experience last time, Xu Junming, who had been relying on the bronze mirror, could naturally see that this yellow-robed ghost cultivator was also an illusion.
Past the yellow-robed ghost cultivator, a hundred meters down, another stone gate with heavy restrictions appeared.
The black donkey turned his body skillfully and then raised his butt.
"puff!"
A stream of mysterious energy spurted out from the anus.
The restriction faded and the black donkey passed through without any hindrance.
Xu Junming was amazed when he saw this scene again.
Although the movements and abilities of this black donkey are not very elegant, this 'fart' is really powerful. Even a person like him who is proficient in formations can't pass through the two restrictions on the stone gate silently.
It takes quite a while.
But now, people can solve it with just one fart.
"It should be similar to Ren Wuji's 'Yin Yang Scissors', it's a magical power."
Seeing that the Shimen restriction was about to be restored, Xu Junming quickly activated Yimeng Huangliang and flew in.
In an instant, the scene in front of me changed drastically.
In the underworld, the feeling of deathly silence and coldness subsided, and a strong aura of armor wood enveloped it.
As far as the eye can see, within a hundred-foot square space, a peach tree with a height of five feet, a fluffy crown, and leaves like jasper comes into view.
Millennium spiritual roots!
Feeling the concentration of Jiamu spiritual energy, Xu Junming reacted instantly.
Although he has never seen Dongxuan level spiritual roots, he still has basic judgment.
Soon, he discovered something more valuable.
A spiritual vein!
Compared with Yin veins, fire veins, water veins, etc., spiritual veins are the most special and precious.
Even the weakest spiritual vein is enough to attract major forces to compete for it.
Gein's spiritual veins not only contain abundant spiritual energy, but more importantly, they contain a trace of innate good fortune.
It can continuously transform yin energy, yang energy, fire energy, poisonous energy and other post-climate conditions into the spiritual energy needed for monks' cultivation.
Of course, spiritual veins also have grades.
The stronger the spiritual vein, the higher the efficiency of converting spiritual energy.
The spiritual veins here can supply the growth of a low-grade spiritual root of Dongxuan level, at least it is only possible for Dongzhen top-grade ones.
Xu Junming's heart was so hot that he took a few breaths and used the Heart Purifying Talisman on himself before he calmed down completely.
Whether it’s the Dongxuan spiritual roots or the spiritual veins, they all have owners.
Moreover, it is rumored that Empress Jinyuan is a ghost cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core. In addition, in this underworld, she is so powerful that even those in the late Golden Core are not willing to provoke her easily.
If he steals her lifeline, the other party will fight to the death with him.
However, I dare not take the spiritual roots and spiritual veins, so I have to pick a few peaches from the tree.
"Oh my god, this black donkey is such a waste of money."
Xu Junming cursed in his heart.
The black donkey who came in first took one bite at a time and soon ate more than twenty peaches.
This is a thousand-year-old spiritual fruit. If it is refined into Baiyang Dan, it can exert several times its medicinal power.
However, after swallowing so many spiritual peaches, the black donkey also stopped, lay down under the peach tree and began to take a nap, as if he was digesting the medicinal power of the spiritual peaches.
Xu Junming urged the yellow rice to fly over quietly.
I counted the remaining peaches, and there were about one hundred and thirty-eight.
I stirred up the yellow rice and picked twenty-eight.
But looking at the thousand-year-old peach tree full of red elixirs, Xu Junming felt as if he had grown hairs and was itching terribly.
"I'll pick ten more, just ten!"
Although I tell myself this in my heart, I put things in front of my eyes, and I take and ask for them. I become greedy, and how can I stop it?
Ten on the left and eight on the right, the tree was full of spiritual peaches, and he quickly picked them all.