Chapter 373

Looking at a small jade card with only two fingers wide on her hand, Yang Qiu couldn't help frowning.

The jade plate exudes an ancient and simple flavor, and even the edge has been damaged. The front of the jade plate is carved with a lifelike dragon pattern, and the back is a forest character in ancient seal script.

Is this the identity card of elder Kunlun Pailin?

Yang Qiu rubbed it in his hand for a long time, and then tried to recognize the LORD with a drop of blood. Sure enough, when a drop of his blood fell on the jade card, he established a relationship with the jade card.

Inside the jade plate, what is sealed is a memory.

This memory is like sneaking into Yang Qiu's mind, constantly echoing in his brain. An old voice began to echo in his mind.

"At the end of gengzi's year, the visit to the holy palace began."

"Yu, the leader of the five schools, a total of six people, went to Maoling together. The divinatory symbols were very fierce. However, Yu and other semi immortal people, the divinatory symbols were just illusory ears."

Yang Qiu couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

Fuxi temple, originally in Maoling.

Why didn't he know that Maoling was the mausoleum of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, known as the Oriental pyramid. It is one of the largest mausoleums, the longest construction time and the most funerary objects among the mausoleums of emperors of all dynasties in China so far. Many experts even concluded that Maoling has surpassed the scale of the mausoleum of the first Qin Dynasty.

The memory continued, and Yang Qiu couldn't help but be surprised.

On the first day of the visit to the holy palace, elder Lin and the leaders of the five sects joined hands to enter Maoling. According to the map, they found the entrance to the holy palace, but after entering, they entered a magical space.

Originally, he was a semi immortal who fled from heaven to earth, but after entering the entrance of Fuxi temple, he was suppressed by the rules inside and completely became an ordinary person.

Real ordinary people, even the body has become extremely weak.

The Fuxi holy palace is completely a different space, almost boundless. According to the instructions of the map, six people did not know how much trouble they had spent all the way and walked for three months.

During these three months, the extreme weather they encountered every day was simply heinous, either wind and snow, or hail all over the sky. Otherwise, it was like entering the stove. If they didn't have a map in their hands, their treasure bags could be used, and they carried enough supplies. They were afraid that they would all hang up in less than three days.

In the past three months, it's good that they can advance more than ten or twenty kilometers every day. If it's normal, they will arrive in a few minutes after flying the sword.

"I went through a lot of hardships and finally saw the holy palace, but it was a mirror."

Yang Qiu frowned more and more. In his mind, the old voice continued to ring:

"I leave a road map. I really hope that future generations will surpass their ancestors and take less wronged roads. Future generations must remember this map and never be careless. There are many miraculous places on the road to the holy palace. If you are not careful, you will be doomed. Remember.

"During the March journey, the remaining six people only remained with the Lord of the heavenly gate. Due to limited conditions, there was no possibility of going deep into the core of the divine palace. They could only wander around the periphery of the divine palace, but they also found many."

Yang Qiu's sweat came out.

So where is Fuxi temple? There are so many oddities along the way. Why do monks go one after another bravely and fearlessly every 100 years?

Who wants to master the two magical things of Xitu and Jianmu?

He ignored the memory in the middle and browsed the most important part of the past. However, the most important part of the memory was banned by Lin Changlao. It can only be opened after entering the divine palace.

Elder Lin's last words were intermittent:

"God, fairy, but... Playthings... Ears!"

Yang Qiu was so frightened by this sentence that her hair stood up.

Immortals are playthings. What are they?

What is involved in this?

When he was in a daze, several people suddenly appeared not far away. It was the six disciples he received.

MA Zhen and his five compatriots saluted Yang Qiu in a neat and respectful manner. Yang Qiu quickly recovered and said with a smile:

"You...!"

Before he said anything, he was stunned. Then he jumped up like a ghost:

"No way, how is that possible!!"

At his feet, Xiaotian dog suddenly appeared with a proud face:

"How's it going, boy? What's the dog master's means? Fuck his uncle. These six little rabbits even scared the dog. "

Yang Qiu stared at Ma Zhen's one or six people, took a deep breath, and then took a hard breath. Finally, she didn't roar out that sentence.

Well, what is envy, what is envy, what is hate, Yang Qiu finally realized.

He is a recognized genius in the cultivation world. He is not only a genius in cultivation, but also can refine pills and tools. His attainments in these two aspects can catch up with his cultivation talent. Therefore, his reputation in the cultivation world is much louder than that of Long Fei and others. The whole Tianji sect regards him as a treasure when he crosses the cultivation world, There are two Mahayana elders lying in ambush around him as bodyguards. They are deeply afraid that someone will attack him secretly and calculate him.

You know, how much resources have been saved for the sect by Alchemy and weapon refining?

Well, Yang Qiu has always been very proud, but now he can't be proud at all.

Because the six Taoists in front of him could not see through in front of him.

This is the yuxu palace. Yang Qiu is the master of the yuxu palace. Even the life and death of Xiaotian dog are under his control.

Ma Zhenyi and six brothers stood in front of Yang Qiu, but it was like there were no six people.

What does this mean?

It shows that their realm and strength have exceeded the limit of Yang Qiu's control of the world.

Yang qiumu stared at the six brothers in a daze. It took him a long time to gnash his teeth and stare at Xiaotian dog and said:

"What the hell are you doing?"

When Xiaotian dog shook his head, his saliva almost shook the ground. He said with a smile:

"I didn't do anything. Once these six little rabbits came in, they only absorbed the dense purple gas. Go and check what's in their meridians. Fuck his uncle. What a freak!"

Yang Qiu's attitude has frightened Ma Zhenyi, and Solomon is foolish at this time. Yang Qiu goes directly to Ma Zhenyi and says coldly:

"Sit down."

MA Zhen sat down cross legged and looked pitifully at Yang Qiu:

"Master, what's the matter?"

Too lazy to talk nonsense with him, Yang Qiu grabbed Ma Zhen's hand and crossed with his aura, but his aura seemed to hit the granite.

Yang Qiu shivered all over. His divine sense scanned Ma Zhenyi's body again and again. All of Ma Zhenyi's muscles and veins had turned purple. The dense purple gas filled his muscles and veins and Dantian, and simply condensed into a solid.

Yang Qiu wants to cry. He can't even liquefy his aura. He can liquefy his aura only when he reaches the stage of Yuanying, and only the flying masters in Mahayana can solidify his aura.

Did... They become Mahayana masters?

If so, what kind of monster are these six brothers?

But why is Ma Zhenyi's elixir still a golden pill?

But the golden elixir also turned purple.

Yang Qiu is going crazy.

He had never encountered such a strange situation.