Chapter 423 Immortal Palace within the Stone
"Don't be pressured. Every opportunity is fleeting, but we can do it many times."
"You probably count two numbers silently in your mind...one, two, that's it, and then hide the alien soul in this stone."
"I will handle the rest."
Wang Jixuan was a little surprised when he heard Shen Qionglin's introduction.
"Is this the only thing I have to do?"
Shen Qionglin nodded: "Let two people have a tacit understanding, it is better to let me take the lead in the incident, and you will be responsible for protecting your own alien soul."
"Okay...my alien soul and this stone won't flow to other planes, right?"
"Not enough energy."
Shen Qionglin said calmly:
"I have studied the Ina civilization's plane wall gap plan. The energy is about 30,000 times that of our current experiment."
Taoist priest Wang nodded calmly.
He looked at Shen Qionglin who hesitated to speak, but Shen Qionglin seemed to know what he wanted to say and smiled nonchalantly.
"Don't worry about me, boss, I'm used to dealing with pressure."
Shen Qionglin clicked his tongue softly:
"In these years, the scientific research results I have brought to human civilization are enough to erase the amount of resources I wasted, and there is still a lot of surplus."
Wang Jixuan gave a thumbs up, without any pretense, and walked straight to the deck of the sailboat.
Said to be a sailing ship, the sail is actually a pseudo-stargate.
The two stargates light up simultaneously.
Shen Qionglin slowly pushed the waist lever on the control panel in front of him.
Several high-level mechanical bodies appeared beside Shen Qionglin, seemingly fearing an explosion accident and protecting this precious scientific research brain of human society in the shortest possible time.
Wang Jixuan's strange soul wrapped the Stone of the Past.
"Go to the marked point below door number one."
"Um."
"After I finish the countdown and say the word "start", you count the two words silently and let the alien souls protect themselves. We must ensure that the energy of time and space distortion hits the stone of the past."
"Okay, if it doesn't work once, you can try a few more times."
"Three, two, one, start."
I'm going!
Two pseudo stargates opened instantly.
The time and space pipeline was established, and Wang Jixuan's strange soul disappeared in an instant, and was about to appear under Gate No. 2.
Just at this moment!
Taoist Wang's strange soul wrapped in the Stone of the Past penetrated into the hole of the Stone of the Past.
He deliberately chose the hole where the second life would sleep, so that the remaining soul of the second life could be protected.
After all, this is just a strange soul. If the strange soul is gone, it will be rebuilt. At worst, it will be a Kuyiku Blade Beast.
In the very short period of time when his alien soul shrank.
Buzz!
This space-time pipe, which only existed for a fraction of a second, lost the sense of the front and rear doors at the same time.
The pipe suddenly collapsed, and streams of space-time energy that neither low-level monks nor current human technology could control and understand shot out like arcs of light in the void.
Only a small part of the arc of light hit the stone of the past.
But as Shen Qionglin’s intuition describes...
The Stone of the Past reacted!
This stone with irregular shape and full of holes on the surface suddenly bloomed with colorful rays of light.
The rays of light completely enveloped it and rapidly extended in all directions. The turbulent time and space in this area immediately returned to calm.
Wang Jixuan's alien soul and the remnant soul of his second life were driven out by the colorful rays of light at the same time.
When Wang Jixuan saw this, he was overjoyed and breathed a sigh of relief.
I'm glad this thing finally lit up;
He breathed a sigh of relief... He had really been worried before that the Stone of the Past would be damaged.
"What did you do?"
The remnant soul of the second life turned into the faint figure of an old man in white robes, standing in the void and frowning at the stone of the past.
Wang Jixuan did not answer immediately, but looked everywhere.
The universe is too vast, and the coverage of his spiritual consciousness is also limited.
However, when he saw the earth and the moon, and found that the location of his alien soul was between the earth and the moon, and slightly closer to the earth, he was slightly relieved.
It’s good that you didn’t get lost.
His alien soul raised his hand and made a move, and a burst of spiritual power dragged the remnant soul of the second life into the alien soul's body, and then rushed towards the stone of the past.
The stone just continued to glow and had no other reaction for the time being.
But Wang Jixuan felt that a powerful, pure spiritual power related to the avenue of time was awakening from the stone of the past...
"No," the voice of the prodigal son of the Three Realms sounded in Yihun's head, "What did you do? Why didn't you say anything?"
"It's hard to explain specifically. I'm using the power of the broken space-time pipe to activate this stone of the past...it's really useful."
Wang Jixuan happily explained the experiment briefly.
The prodigal son of the Three Realms was silent for a few seconds.
Wang Jixuan's strange soul has reached the stone of the past and raised his hand to grab the stone of the past.
The prodigal son of the Three Realms suddenly said: "That Shen Qionglin must be trained intensively."
"Yes," Daoist Wang simply responded, and the alien soul was about to grab a corner of the Stone of the Past.
He was about to say to the prodigal son of the Three Realms, "There is no need to say more about this kind of thing," when suddenly a strange feeling arose in his heart.
It was as if the stone was calling him.
longing for him;
Want to get a response from him.
What's going on?
Wang Jixuan hesitated for a second, then frowned and held the Stone of the Past.
suddenly!
A tyrannical tearing force burst out, and Wang Jixuan's alien soul instantly turned into a beam of black light and penetrated into the hole of the stone. The breath disappeared, and Wang Jixuan's body fell directly into a coma.
Along with the alien soul being pulled away, his main consciousness and mind were also taken away.
The colorful glow surrounding the passing stone body illuminated the afterimage of the old man in white robe.
The remnant soul of the prodigal son of the Three Realms was isolated.
He blinked and tried to get closer, but found that he couldn't get close to the Stone of the Past.
The old remnant soul suddenly wanted to cry without tears.
What are you doing?
His consciousness will collapse at any time now, and the Stone of the Past will not allow him to store his remaining soul, otherwise he will self-destruct in a few days.
But now he can't move or move this stone, and it ignores the gravitational pull of the earth and the moon.
"broken."
The corners of the Three Realms Wanderer's mouth twitched slightly for a few times, then he broke into laughter and sat cross-legged in the void.
Just die, you have lived enough anyway.
Of course, the prodigal son of the Three Realms still hopes that his subordinates and partners from the third life can be found as soon as possible so that he can live a little longer.
He also wanted to witness his ascension to immortality.
Even in his own eyes, it was a luxury.
How comfortable it is to become an immortal.
There is so much hardship in this mortal world, and the soul cannot be at peace.
…
The other side.
Wang Jixuan frowned and looked at the picture that appeared in front of him, his expression changed from astonishment to shock, and then he fell into an inexplicable sadness.
This sad emotion was conveyed to him by this strange space.
In front of him was a fairy palace shrouded in white mist.
Immortal?
Yes, he felt that he was right. This Taoist charm was the fairy charm that he had been pursuing but could not get.
The background of the scroll is the boundless starry sky, with huge elliptical galaxies hanging in the pure black background. These huge galaxies are approaching each other. It seems that after countless years they will collide and merge into one, blooming the most beautiful light and shadow in the void.
.
From far to near, one can see the rolling mountains with jagged rocks, the white jade fairy palace built with dozens of halls, the huge laurel tree beside the palace gate, and the half-solid and half-human figure standing in a daze under the tree.
Virtual figure.
Who is that figure if it's not him?
When I look at the scroll myself, I am in the scroll again.
Wang Jixuan had various strange insights in his heart.
After the Mahayana period, there were actually no major breakthroughs in Tao realm enlightenment. At this moment, a brand new door was actually found.
Good fortune, wonderful fortune.
Just this time alone, Wang Jixuan felt that the trouble was completely worth it.
The Taoist priest closed his eyes to reflect. When he opened his eyes again, there was no longer a picture scroll in front of him, but the high courtyard wall of the Immortal Palace.
Check out the correct version one by one!
He turned to look at the laurel tree on the side. He saw that the trunk required at least ten people to hug it, and the trunk was covered with light yellow 'crystals' from the inside out.
Wang Jixuan suddenly remembered something.
Chang'e flies to the moon, Wu Gang chops down trees.
He walked over curiously and walked around the laurel tree. He didn't find any ax marks, but he saw a black iron block on the ground.
The Taoist Master blinked and was about to put the object away when he suddenly realized that his alien soul could not summon any stored magic weapon at all.
Not only that, he couldn't use any power, spiritual power, soul power, demonic energy, spiritual consciousness, etc., all of them seemed to have disappeared now.
He was like a lonely soul, floating here, unable to even lift himself more than three feet off the ground.
Wang Jixuan's heart was burning and he floated to the gate of the Immortal Palace.
This white jade door several feet high is ajar, with a vertical plaque on it. On the vertical plaque are written the three characters of "龙飞飞风五".
Daochang Wang tilted his head.
He... doesn't know him.
This seemed to be the pattern of the great avenue that needed to be understood carefully, but Wang Jixuan stared at these big characters for a few times, his head felt dizzy, and he had an obvious feeling of vomiting.
He quickly looked away, feeling dumbfounded in his heart.
After all, he is also from the Mahayana stage. It is not an exaggeration to call him a half-immortal at the peak of his second life, but he can't even read the name here.
What is this called?
The Taoist priest suddenly became cautious, climbed up the steps from the front gate, and went straight into the ajar palace door.
There are no obstacles and nothing unusual.
Behind the palace gate is a wide square, and in the distance is a main hall. Behind the main hall are twelve white jade stairs extending diagonally upward, each of which connects three to six palaces in series.
These palaces are distributed in a setback style, and they themselves are like larger staircases.
One-third of the square is wrapped in laurel trees.
Wang Jixuan had not yet stepped out of the shade of the laurel tree.
He looked around.
There are a varying number of side halls on both sides. Each side hall is a structure with stone pillars and vaults. Inside it can be seen a dancing pavilion and a singing platform, as well as a flower pool filled with fairy light.
The Taoist priest put his hands in his sleeves, floating around curiously like a farmer who had just entered the city.
There are blooms of fairy light in the Huachi;
But just as his alien soul wanted to take a bath, warning signs rang in his heart.
Will explode.
If there is even a drop of water bloom inside, his strange soul will explode directly.
The Taoist priest shook his head regretfully and took a few sips of water. He felt that the alien soul was sublimating up and down, and more insights arose in his heart. The killing and frenzied fighting nature of the alien soul had been cleansed.
'What the hell is this realm? It's just a breath and that's so good?'
Wang Jixuan pursed his lips and frowned, then drifted to other side halls.
He found that those pure decorations seemed to be rare treasures in the world of immortality, not to mention the weapons placed on some weapon racks.
Those weapons have been around for who knows how long, and Wang Jixuan's alien soul cannot get within three feet of them at all.
Otherwise, his alien soul would be crushed directly by the killing aura emitted by the weapon.
He arrived at Treasure Mountain;
But Baoshan said to him, "You are too weak." You couldn't even lift half a grain of gold sand here.
Wang Jixuan could only smile bitterly at this.
Good guy, the space that Shen Qionglin opened for him is really... amazing.
Wang Jixuan reluctantly left these side halls filled with treasures and drifted to the main hall in the middle.
There are dozens of halls behind the main hall, and there may be more treasures inside.
On Wang Jixuan's road, he was still thinking in his heart, did a group of immortals once live here. These immortals drank and had fun every day, recited poems and poems, competed in skills, and understood the Tao?
When he arrived at the open door of the main hall, he was startled again.
The hall is full of bones.
Thousands of bones are stacked here, each one maintaining a meditating posture. Everyone has three feet of space to place a futon, and these bones just fill the entire hall.
Wang Jixuan was stunned;
He stared at these white bones with the texture of white jade, his mind was empty, and his heart was full of confusion, as if he had seen the long river of time, as if he had glimpsed a little fairy light.
Is becoming an immortal that good?
Why are there so many fairy bones here?
What have they experienced?
Looking at it like this, he seemed to be sitting here peacefully, with no signs of fighting around him.
Every corpse’s clothing and stored treasures have ‘evaporated’.
Wang Jixuan stopped in front of the door for a long time, then let out a long sigh, stood in front of the door, and bowed his head to the bones.
He didn't say anything, nor did he step into the place rashly, he just stood there and watched quietly.
Suddenly, Wang Jixuan saw a famous man and woman.
They strolled through the sky full of stars, chatting and laughing, teasing each other, and walked towards the end of the long river of time. Then they each found a place, sat down peacefully, and told their regrets and past, their heads gradually lowered.
An emotion of 'sadness alone in heaven and earth' surrounded Wang Jixuan's heart.
The idea came to his mind that 'it's better to sit here and die', and he sat down in a daze.
Fortunately, he was just a foreign soul here. When the foreign soul was disturbed by this thought and tried to die, it suddenly became alert again.
No, he seems to be influenced by the thoughts left on the bones of these immortals?
This was not a formation, nor was it intentional by the owner of these white jade bones. It was just an inexplicable emotion that had been transmitted for countless thousands of years and affected him, a young monk who had not yet become an immortal.
Wang Jixuan secretly said it was a fluke.
It was indeed a coincidence that his strange spirit entered the house.
suddenly.
"well--"
Wang Jixuan's whole body was covered with cold hairs.
He stared at the corner of the hall as if he had seen a ghost.
Without him, this sigh actually appeared. It was not a mark of time or a remnant of some magical power. It was what his alien soul heard.
The sigh came from a pair of white jade bones in the corner.
The white jade bone slowly stood up, put his hands behind his hands and moved forward, slowly walked to Wang Jixuan, and looked up and down with a pair of hollow skull eyes.
He spoke slowly, using the language commonly used in the spiritual world, and his voice could not distinguish between male and female;
Although the tone of voice was different, Wang Jixuan could probably understand what he said.
"It's not easy for a living being to come here, how can it be a demon cultivator?"
"forward!"
Just when Wang Jixuan was about to speak, the white jade bone lightly slapped his palm. Wang Jixuan's strange soul seemed to fall into the void in an instant. The scroll appeared in front of him again, and the scroll quickly floated away.
Chapter completed!