Seeing Wang Daoyuan hesitate to move forward, the old man asked: "My little friend, are you worried that I will set a trap to harm you?"
Wang Daoyuan did not quibble and answered openly: "That's true. To be honest with fellow Taoists, I was tricked by someone and almost didn't escape.
Once bitten, twice shy.
What's more, I was still in the human world before, and now that I'm going to the underworld, I feel even more unsure."
The old man sighed and took out a dark token: "That's all, if I don't give you something, you won't believe me easily.
This is the token for the gate to the underworld, and I only have this one.
After you refine it, you will be able to control the gate to the underworld, so you should feel relieved now, right?"
What Wang Daoyuan is really worried about is that the Immortal of the Tribulation Formation is trying to harm him, and he really doesn't care much about the formation.
No matter how strong your formation is, there will always be flaws.
Even if the formation is too clever and there is no way to break it, spiritual power can still be extracted from the formation.
Anyway, there is a bottomless pit of spiritual beads, so no matter how much spiritual power is drained, there is a place to collect it.
With unlimited spiritual power, there are not many formations that can withstand it.
However, the old man giving the token to himself did have an extra guarantee.
If there really is a dirty trick left behind by the Tribulation-preventing Array Immortal, the worst thing is that he will use the spirit beads to play hard again.
Thinking of this, he took the token and said, "In this way, I would like to thank my senior."
After that, he took the token.
Immortal power and spiritual consciousness poured into it, but nothing unusual was found.
At the same time, the old man has also solved the problem of recognizing his master.
Wang Daoyuan used his spiritual consciousness to condense the identification pattern in the token, and with a slight push, a looming hole appeared in the formation.
He took out a pathfinder puppet and controlled the puppet to walk in.
The puppet was not affected by the formation, and Wang Daoyuan was relieved.
He picked up Xuan Yuan and carried it behind him to guard against the attack of the White Tiger Fairy.
Ying Long shrank his body, wrapped around Wang Daoyuan, and then slowly walked into the formation.
The White Tiger Demon Fairy followed behind, and saw that Wang Daoyuan was not hiding his guard against him, and he couldn't laugh or cry.
Even if he took action, he would hit Xuanyuan's turtle shell and would not be able to cause substantial damage to Wang Daoyuan.
Moreover, Ying Long's eyes were still staring at him.
There was a crimson flame in Yinglong's mouth, as if it was about to spurt out at any moment.
Seeing these heavy defenses, the old man had no desire to take action and could only follow Wang Daoyuan obediently.
As we gradually go deeper into the formation, the surrounding gray fog becomes thicker and thicker.
The detection range of domain magical powers is not even thirty miles.
If someone makes a sneak attack now, the danger is really great.
After flying downward for more than ten miles, there was only a passage with a diameter of more than ten feet.
If there is any way to ambush here, it will be really dangerous.
Seeing him stop, the old man smiled and said: "Enter this passage, below is the place where the treasures are placed. I usually stay in there.
Yun Yi is also in confinement at this time, don't worry."
Wang Daoyuan carefully entered the passage and walked down for about three miles. There was indeed no large formation surrounding him.
It was pitch black everywhere inside, without a trace of light.
When you walk into the passage, the surrounding space changes obviously, as if you have escaped from the outside world.
The old man explained: "When you get here, you will enter the underworld."
Wang Daoyuan nodded and continued walking forward. After not going far, there was a fork in the road.
A fork leads down, with gray mist constantly pouring out, which should lead to the underworld.
Not only is there no soul mist in the other fork, there is also some light.
The old man smiled and said: "There is a bright branch road, which is where I usually live, and the treasures are also placed there.
There is a formation here to block the erosion of the soul mist, and the token I gave you can open this formation."
Wang Daoyuan activated the token and opened the formation.
Part of the gray mist surged over, but was instantly swallowed up by Ying Long.
Wang Daoyuan and the old man entered the fork in the road one after another, and the formation was activated again.
The forked roads are extremely spacious, and even if several palaces are built, they will not appear cramped.
"Senior, where is the treasure you mentioned?"
Before the old man could answer, a ray of white light flew over and crashed directly into Wang Daoyuan's arms.
Wang Daoyuan's right hand turned into a dragon's claw, and he swooped forward to catch Bai Guang.
At this time, the white light revealed its true form, it was none other than Yun Yi, the fool.
Wang Daoyuan weighed Yunyi's weight and threw him on the ground: "I have only raised you free-range for a few years, and you are eating like this."
After Yun Yi saw Wang Daoyuan clearly, he hugged his thigh and began to cry: "Master, you are finally here.
This old thing is really not a good thing. He won't let me see any meat or fish, and he feeds me such smelly rocks all day long.
In the past six months, I have been worse than dead. Look how thin I have become."
He was holding a translucent black crystal in his paws, which looked a bit like dark glass.
This crystal contains an energy similar to the power of divine consciousness, and is of extremely high quality.
Wang Daoyuan looked at his belly that was dragged to the ground again, but he really couldn't see why he had lost weight.
The old man didn't tolerate him and slapped him on the forehead.
Yun Yi roared angrily: "Master, look, this old fool dares to bully me in front of you, please beat him to death."
The old man was breathing heavily with anger, and the wrinkles on his face were a little deeper.
I want to continue beating him, but the king is far away, so I shouldn't go too far.
Resisting the urge to take action, he scolded: "How come we, the White Tiger Clan, have a scum like you? You can't do anything but eat.
The stone I feed you is the soul crystal, which is made up of countless soul fragments. Only the Yellow Spring River in the underworld can contain this kind of treasure.
If you have the blood of a white tiger, eating this food can improve the purity of your blood.
You have the blood of the Soul-Eating Dark Tiger, so the effect of eating this food will be better.
If a powerful human being takes one pill, it can also increase the strength of his soul.
You wouldn't be happy if such a precious thing was given to you for free."
Wang Daoyuan carefully examined Yun Yi's physical condition. He found that his cultivation level was still at the peak of the sixth level, and his tiger power was much stronger.
This is the result of the improvement of the soul-eating tiger's bloodline. It seems that the effect of the soul crystal is extraordinary.
Wang Daoyuan patted his head: "You should practice well here first. This senior and I still have something to discuss."
Yun Yi was unhappy: "Master, don't be deceived by this old bastard. He is full of bad intentions and will definitely try to trick you."
The old man couldn't bear it anymore and kicked Yunyi away.
"How did you raise this guy? He is greedy and lazy. His bloodline has not improved much, but his muscles and bones are not weak.
For an ordinary sixth-level demon clan, if I step down, I guarantee that I won't be able to get up for a few years, but Yun Yi seems to be fine."
"Fellow Taoist, you should hurry up and take me to see the treasure. Although this is not the underworld yet, the yin energy is a bit heavy and I feel uncomfortable staying here."
The old man chuckled: "It's really interesting, little friend. People who can eat soul mist as food actually say they can't get used to staying here.
That's all, if you want to see the treasure as soon as possible, just come with me."
After that, he took Wang Daoyuan and walked deep into the cave.
Seeing that Wang Daoyuan did not support him, Yun Yi had no choice but to sulk on the sidelines.
The cave was extremely deep, and after walking for a hundred miles, a magnificent palace appeared in front of me.
Wang Daoyuan sneered: "Fellow Taoist, are you trying to trick me? The Yujie Formation Immortal was in a hurry when he left all kinds of things. How could he spend time building a magnificent palace?"
My Taoist friend brought me here because he wanted to fight me to the death, right?
Although I am no match for fellow Taoist, in a life-and-death fight, fellow Taoist will definitely die."
The old man waved his hands repeatedly: "My dear friend, please don't misunderstand, the treasure is indeed in the palace.
This palace is where I usually live. I have stayed here for more than 300,000 years, so it’s not an exaggeration to renovate it, right?"
Wang Daoyuan nodded slightly and said nothing more.
If I had been trapped here alone for more than 300,000 years, let alone a palace, I would have transformed this place into a secret realm.
The old man led the way, followed closely by Wang Daoyuan.
This palace was built according to the layout of the Jinluan Palace, but the decoration is a bit strange. The decorations on the pillars and beams are not dragons and phoenixes, but various forms of tigers.
It seems that the White Tiger clan is not interested in dragons and phoenixes.
On the throne on the back wall, there are no dragon chairs or dragon writing desks.
The entire throne platform is like an altar. In the center is a stone pillar about one foot in diameter, with white tiger patterns carved on it.
On top of the pillar, there was a box of unknown material.
The old man pointed to the box: "This is the treasure left by that senior. He put the things on it himself, and he also built this altar himself.
From more than 300,000 years ago to now, I haven't touched this place one bit.
As long as you can take this thing away, I will be free."
Wang Daoyuan felt a little unsure. This was an altar built by the Immortal Yu Jie Array himself.
Even if the Nine Paths True Immortal wants to arrange any tricks, he can't tell even with his little ability.
Wang Daoyuan picked up Xuanyuan from his back and said, "Xuanyuan, it's time for you to play your role. See if there are any traps on this altar."
Xuan Yuan glanced at the altar with his mung bean eyes and felt dazzled.
"Master, please spare me, I get a headache just looking at this altar.
You know how many formation restrictions and other things are hidden inside.
I advise you to leave quickly, no matter how many good things there are here, they are not worth working so hard for."
Wang Daoyuan also felt that what Xuanyuan said was reasonable. If he has cultivated to this level now, he will definitely break through to the realm of almighty power within ten years.
When the time comes, you can try to leave here.
It won't be a big problem to break through to the Earth Immortal realm in the future.
It's really not worth taking the risk now for a treasure that's not sure what it is.
He turned around and cupped his hands to the old man and said: "This altar is too complicated, and there are definitely traps inside.
It’s impossible for me to make fun of my own life, so I still won’t take advantage of it.”
Unexpectedly, the old man looked calm: "This is also human nature. It is really not worth fighting for an illusory treasure.
When I first came in, I always wanted to leave early.
Now more than 300,000 years have passed, and those friends and descendants from back then have either ascended to the immortal world or died long ago.
There’s no point in going out, so it’s better to stay here and train Yun Yi, which can be regarded as doing a small amount for the White Tiger clan.”
Hearing what he said, Wang Daoyuan also breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, the old man punched him.
Although Wang Daoyuan never fully believed in this old guy, he never expected that he would suddenly attack.
The two of them were so close that they had no time to mobilize their spiritual power to resist, so they had to use their physical strength to resist.
At the moment of the collision, the entire body flew out and hit the altar directly.
In an instant, his entire body hit the stone pillar.
Pfft~
A mouthful of blood spurted out and splashed on the altar.
Wang Daoyuan cursed: "This old guy is really shady."
The old man looked up to the sky and laughed: "You are not a fuel-efficient little thing. I spent a long time and finally sent you up."
Wang Daoyuan snorted coldly: "Now it's time to tell you what your intentions are, right?"
"I don't have time to lie to you. What I told you before is true.
This altar and the treasure were all left by that senior.
I have been trapped here for more than 300,000 years, how can I not want to get out?
If you walk up nicely, we'll be fine.
It's a pity that you don't want to go to the altar, so I can only help you."
Wang Daoyuan felt his physical condition. His internal organs were shaken and he was seriously injured.
However, the injury was not serious.
Immortal power flows out from the soul and flows throughout the body.
His immortal power already contains the element of life spirit fire, which plays a great role in recovering from injuries.
After being nourished by the immortal power, the injuries are recovering quickly.
Wang Daoyuan also took out a purple jade dragon ginseng, swallowed it in one gulp, and continued to meditate to recover from his injury.
The old man shouted again: "Take the treasure away quickly, let's go our separate ways."
Wang Daoyuan ignored him. He was injured and was definitely no match for him.
That guy Xuanyuan was so scared that he couldn't help at all.
If the treasure is taken away, there is no guarantee that this guy will not take action against him.
It's better to wait until the injury recovers before taking action.
Anyway, this old guy doesn't dare to attack the altar, otherwise he wouldn't be alive today.
In just a quarter of an hour, Wang Daoyuan's injuries were almost fully recovered.
He transformed into a half-dragon state, his whole body covered with a layer of strong dragon scales, dragon horns sprouted from his head, and then he stood up.
Stretch out a hand and grab the box at the top of the stone pillar.
His movements were not affected in the slightest, and he had the box in his hands in one fell swoop.
The moment I got it, a light flashed on the box.
Click
There was a slight sound, as if something had broken.
This box looks plain and simple, but it has complicated patterns on it.
It is not easy to open it now.
Wang Daoyuan directly put the box into the spirit bead space and prepared to concentrate on dealing with the White Tiger Fairy.
At this time, this guy's face was full of joy, and his old face turned into a chrysanthemum.
He was still muttering to himself: "The restrictions are finally lifted. After more than 300,000 years, I am finally free."
Wang Daoyuan couldn't figure out his current state and didn't dare to take action easily.
He just held out the Yinglong Demon-Slaying Sword and held it tightly in his hand.
It took more than an hour for the old guy to react.
"I would also like to thank my friend for helping me unlock the restrictions.
I had no choice but to attack my little friend before."
After that, he took out a Qiankun Ring and placed it on the ground: "There are also a lot of soul crystals in here, which I collected from another fork in the underworld's Huangquan River.
Give them all to the little friend, which is considered as an apology to the little friend."
Wang Daoyuan was a little surprised: "Aren't you tempted by the treasure left by the Immortal of the Tribulation Array?"
The old man laughed at himself: "Of course I am tempted, but over the past 300,000 years, I have lived to understand.
Never take anything that is not yours.
Competing with Master Tianming for treasures, isn't that asking for death?"