Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 282 281. The Sword Holder, Anle (Please Subscribe!!!)
Seeing these two words on the palace, everyone present changed their faces, and their minds were shocked.

Lin Zhao's eyes were dull, and he murmured in disbelief, "Taixu... Could it be that this palace is called Taixu Palace?"

"What does this have to do with our Taixu Palace?"

An Le's heart was full of surprises and doubts, and she also had similar doubts.

Lin Zhao still didn't want to believe it, and said to himself, "Perhaps this is the bad taste of a senior in Taixu Palace. After coming to this ruins, he changed the word on the plaque to Taixu?"

"Maybe someone imitated this palace according to the structure of Taixu Palace, or maybe it's just a pure coincidence..."

His expression was in a trance, and his logic was slightly disordered, but An Le could understand it very well.

This incident is really shocking. If this ancient relic is the real Taixu Palace, then what is the sect they belong to?

Anle carefully observes this palace. Its majesty and height are beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Just the gate of the palace needs to look up to see the top. Each step of the golden and jade-like steps is as high as half a person. built buildings.

The whole palace is built of unknown materials. At first glance, it is magnificent, but after a long time, you can feel the simplicity of ancient deposits, and it contains some charm that cannot be described in words.

From the details of the eaves, beams and columns, it can be found that it is somewhat similar to some palaces in the Hanging City of Taixu Palace.

Combined with the ancient degree of this relic, he secretly said in his heart: "I am afraid that the Taixu Palace outside is the imitated one."

Su Dai and the others also thought of this, and couldn't help but feel a huge shock in their hearts.

As one of the twelve top powers in the world, Taixu Palace has such a respectable status. In the eyes of countless mortals and monks, it is like a holy place of practice, but it is actually a fake?
Moreover, it also came from the wilderness?

Even if the existing clues cannot confirm this point, the conjecture itself is shocking enough!

An Le quickly thought of other directions. If the Taixu Palace was a fake, what would happen to the Fifth Palace with the same name?
Among the crowd, only the sloppy old man looked as usual, and did not cause too much trouble in his heart.

He grinned and said in his heart: "These juniors still have too little experience, and they don't even know this kind of past."

"However, this Taixu Palace may not be the real thing."

Lin Zhao shook his head, his face turned pale: "No, I don't believe it!"

"I want to go in and find out!"

An Le and others have not joined Taixu Palace for a long time, and their sense of belonging is not too strong, but Lin Zhao, as the son of the Lin family, has received the training and education of Taixu Palace since he was a child, and the position of Taixu Palace in his heart is self-evident. Can not accept.

As soon as the words fell, Lin Zhao rushed towards the hall.

An Le frowned, but still followed.

The more you walk in, the more you can feel the hugeness of this palace, and the size of ordinary people looks extremely small in front of it.

The hanging beams and the dome on the high place are beyond reach. Walking into the main hall is like walking into another world.

Normal people would not live in such a palace.

Suddenly, an idea popped up in An Le's mind: "If I become a giant, the size of this Taixu Palace may become very suitable."

His heart was pounding. In ancient times, did there exist such a group of giants living here?

Then, will they also leave behind the inheritance about Taixu Palace?

Is the reason why I was able to pass the so-called "identity verification" related to this?
The doubts in An Le's mind not only did not decrease, but more and more.

In the process of going deeper, everyone is also carefully observing the surroundings, but to their surprise and disappointment, the tall and magnificent palace is very empty, without decorative jewels, magical artifacts, and no treasures piled up in mountains as they imagined. , There are not even dangerous prohibitions and traps!

Yes, only this extraordinary palace, and a simple to cool atmosphere.

Because it was too empty, the surrounding space seemed very quiet, so quiet that it was a little permeating!
Zuo Yu touched his chin and said, "Here, it's like an empty shell that has been hollowed out."

Xiang Tieta nodded and touched the back of his neck: "It's so cold that I get goosebumps."

Hong Yingxue, who was always with Anle, looked even more confused. She whispered in Anle's ear, "I must have been here before, maybe I lived in some other palace."

Compared to her, Su Dai's state is much more stable. Obviously, Princess Linglong doesn't have too many memories related to this place.

At this time, An Le saw Lin Zhao standing in front of a wall in front of him, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Friend Lin! Calm down!"

Lin Zhao's gaze was completely attracted by the wall, and he said blankly: "Taixu Qingxuan Art... This is Taixu Qingxuan Art!"

An Le followed his line of sight, and saw that there were also surprisingly large murals carved on the wall. The paintings were patterns of people in cultivation, and some arrows in the body represented the trend of spiritual power.

Zuo Yu glanced at it twice, and his heart skipped a beat: "It's really Taixu Qingxuan Kung Fu."

Seeing that An Le was a little puzzled, he explained: "This is one of the oldest exercises in Taixu Palace, and it is also the foundation of Taixu Palace. Many subsequent exercises were born after improvements on it. .”

An Le has known for a long time that things like martial arts and martial arts are not necessarily as old as possible. Ancient methods sometimes have fatal flaws, and new ones are often corrected and improved by generations. Science and technology must have stronger competitiveness.

If this is the case, the Taixu Qingxuan Gong that can become the foundation of Taixu Palace must have its extraordinary features.

An Le took a cursory look, and was suddenly a little surprised.

These murals are divided according to different realms, and when it comes to the golden elixir stage, the people on the murals unexpectedly have two golden elixir!
Like him, they are located in the heart and dantian respectively.

The corners of An Le's mouth twitched, and he thought, "Is this the reason why Shuang Jin Dan is called the Ancient Immortal Way?"

"It's no wonder that this skill will be improved, otherwise the current monks would not be able to practice at all."

However, An Le carefully observed the path of these spiritual powers, and found that they had some similarities with his own Hunyuan Innate Kung Fu. Maybe the kung fu gifted to him by Bu Shuanzi was originally improved from Taixu Qingxuan Kungfu of.

On the other side, Lin Zhao watched one after another, but his face became more and more ugly.

"This is Yuandan Daoyin Method, Pure Yang Alchemy Spiritual Art, and the Algorithm of Conjoint Technique..."

The exercises recorded on the murals are all the oldest ones in Taixu Palace. Every time Lin Zhao recognized one of them, his face would turn pale.

Because this just proves that this empty Taixu Palace is the source of the outside Taixu Palace.

Among the many murals, An Le also discovered some special ones, which marked a white jade gate and twelve divine treasures of the human body.

An Le's heart trembled slightly: "This is the secret method of the gods!"

However, this mural is a little different from the secret method that Bu Shuanzi taught him. Beside the practitioner, there is another person, who seems to be out of his body, enters the practitioner's body, and condenses into a sharp spear, piercing through the thick barrier. Then the secret power of Shenzang flowed out violently.

"He is helping this person to break through the barrier of the divine possession."

An Le was a little puzzled: "Is this how the divine treasure was opened in ancient times?"

"But it's not difficult to open Shenzang, why do you need others to intervene?"

Soon, his eyes fell on a mural after the opening of the divine treasure. At the location of the divine treasure, an unusually complicated spiritual power route was drawn, faintly forming a kind of formation pattern. Ordinary monks would be stunned after looking at it for a long time. Will be dizzy.

If it was An Le in the past, he might not understand it well, but now he has mastered the sixteen chapters of the Vientiane Algorithm, and he can immediately judge that this is a model of secret power that implies the way of arithmetic.

So, An Le looked at it carefully, concentrated on memorizing, and while calculating in his mind, he formed a pattern in Huang Ting Shen's hiding place.

In front of the mural, the sloppy old man glanced at him in surprise.

"This kid actually practiced the secret method of the gods?"

"That's hopeless, wait to die."

The old Taoist looked at the pattern on the mural in front of An Le again, and after looking at it for a while, he realized... he couldn't understand it!

He rubbed his old eyes that were a bit blurred, and muttered angrily: "Hmph, I haven't learned how to bully the old man well."

When An Le formed the patterns, he couldn't help but tremble slightly, as if a special connection had been established between him and Huang Ting Shenzang.

The secret power in Huangting Palace flowed into his physical body more naturally, subtly transforming his blood and spiritual power.

Previously, the secret power of Huang Ting Shenzang also poured in from time to time, but it was very rough, and it was only washing the body in the primitive way. After adding this pattern, it seemed to be equipped with a millstone. The spiritual power passed through the pattern and absorbed it. The hidden power flows into the meridians again. After grinding, the spiritual power and the hidden power become more tenacious and pure, and the absorption efficiency is greatly increased.

"Could this be the technique of refining the divine treasure?"

An Le was thoughtful, but he didn't think that the fortune-telling operator would hide his secrets from him. There was a high probability that even the fortune-telling operator didn't know about this kind of practice!

After a long period of time, this ancient method was lost because no one practiced it, but today, it is rediscovered in this palace.

There are quite a lot of exercises recorded in the murals here, and some of them are secret techniques that have been lost for many years. If they are spread to the general sects, it may cause great waves, and a bloody storm will be rolled up in the rivers and lakes.

But for An Le and others, the value of these exercises is not that high.

Not to mention that they all have a systematic practice method, there are often improved versions of ancient exercises in Taixu Palace.

Everyone used utensils to rubbing down a few ancient methods that were suspected to be lost, and prepared to bring them back to the sect and hand them over to the elders, which was also a harvest.

After finishing this, An Le turned to look at Lin Zhao who was not far away, only to find that his mood had stabilized. Although there was still sadness on his face, it was not as broken as before.

In order to prevent him from suddenly losing control and acting irrationally, An Le asked in a soothing tone: "Friend Lin, are you okay?"

Lin Zhao shook his head: "I'm not good."

"But fellow Daoist An, don't worry, I won't make any trouble for you."

Hearing this, An Le felt even more worried, so she asked Xiang Tieta to follow Lin Zhao to take care of her.

He was not worried about Lin Zhao's safety, but he was afraid that Lin Zhao would trigger the restriction in the palace and make them suffer.

A group of people continued to go deep into the palace.

They were on high alert, scanning their surroundings with their spiritual sense all the time, but they still didn't notice anything.

Suddenly, An Le's heart beat violently. Looking up, a platform appeared in the center of the palace.

Taking a closer look, there is a silver-gray cube suspended on the platform, which is rotating quietly, and it also emits a light blue halo, which looks very magical.

Even the well-informed Zuo Yu had never seen such a strange existence, so he couldn't help asking in amazement: "What is this object?"

Xiang Tieta frowned thickly. For some reason, he also felt that this square looked familiar.

Lin Zhao, who pulled himself together, was slightly startled: "This is somewhat like a magic weapon of the Great Spirit God Dynasty!"

"Great Spirit Dynasty?"

An Le knew that the Great Spirit was another god dynasty as famous as Tai Tai, but he didn't know much about the customs of the Great Spirit God Dynasty.

Lin Zhao looked at it carefully, nodded and said, "It's really similar!"

"Daling's magic weapon is the best in the world. I was lucky enough to see it once. It is very extraordinary. Its style is very close to it. It can be manipulated directly with arithmetic models without having to recognize the master. It is said that they are still researching on giving the magic weapon intelligence. , I don’t know what the outcome will be.”

Hearing this, An Le's expression was strange. In his opinion, the silver-gray square in front of him had an absurd sense of technology, which was incompatible with the painting style of this world.

But An Le did not expect that there is actually a god dynasty in the world that specializes in the research and development of magic weapons, and according to Lin Zhao's words, the technical level is already very high.

He secretly sighed in his heart: "The world is so big, there are no wonders."

Now thinking about that weird female voice, An Le was not so surprised.

Hearing Lin Zhao's admiration for the great magic weapon, the sloppy old man sneered and said, "It's just heresy. If you're weak, what's the use of a magic weapon no matter how strong it is?"

Lin Zhao was too lazy to argue with him, so she glanced at him and stopped talking.

At this moment, the strange Nascent Soul who was walking with them suddenly accelerated, his figure turned into a phantom, and rushed towards the silver-gray square, reaching out his hand, trying to take it into his pocket.

This sudden change caught everyone off guard.

This person had been extremely honest from the beginning, and he had no sense of presence along the way, but suddenly he made an attack at this moment.

Lin Zhao's expression changed suddenly: "You!"

This Nascent Soul was extremely fast, as if using a unique escapism, and came to the front of the cube in the blink of an eye, his eyes were full of greed, and he turned his head and sneered at everyone.

He thought to himself: "With this treasure in hand, where can I go in the wilderness?"

But just when the monk's outstretched hand was about to touch the silver-gray cube, the cube hummed for a moment.

In the next second, the flesh and blood of the Nascent Soul cultivator exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist with a bang.

The Nascent Soul in his dantian was not spared either, and was torn into countless tiny pieces while showing a frightened look.

But even this cloud of blood mist, the Nascent Soul that escaped from the body, only appeared in front of everyone for a very short moment, and then disappeared.

In the eyes of ordinary people, they may only see a red vision, and then the Nascent Soul cultivator disappeared completely, leaving nothing behind his robes and storage bags.

Lin Zhao stared blankly at the silver-gray cube with his eyes wide open.

The platform was still as clean as ever, without a single trace of blood, as if this monk had never appeared before.

An Le's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyesight was excellent, so he could clearly see what happened at that moment.

After a buzzing sound, the cube turned into countless small cubes that could hardly be seen by the naked eye. The small cubes exploded violently, crushing the monk's body into tiny powder, and then quickly gathered them together, putting the powder into the cube together. .

It's not complicated to say, it's just that its speed is too fast, which has caused incredible effects.

The sloppy old man made no secret of his sneer: "Young people nowadays are just too impatient."

"How can such a treasure be so easy to get?"

The old Taoist glanced at An Le and the others, and said in a polite tone: "You guys, let me try it first."

An Le said without changing his expression: "Please."

At first, An Le only thought that this sloppy Taoist was an ordinary monk who participated in the training, but along the way, the performance of the other party made him change his mind, and he actually had a feeling that he couldn't see through this person.

In fact, apart from Lin Zhao, Su Dai and the others had already noticed this, but they did not expose it tacitly.

Seeing their dignified eyes, the old man felt refreshed, as if he had eaten a watermelon caught in the well in summer, and the depression he had suffered in Lin Zhaona before was swept away.

"These juniors know the goods!"

"It's time for Dao Lord to show my might!"

The old Taoist plucked a greasy hair from his head, took out the magic formula in his hand, and threw it in the direction of the cube.

I saw that this strand of hair instantly turned into a large pitch-black net, covering the cube without disturbing it.

Afterwards, the old man pulled lightly, and the big net immediately closed, and it seemed that he was about to pull the cube over, but there was another buzzing sound, and the black big net disappeared, and the silver-gray cube was still quietly suspended on the platform.

I don't know if it's Anle's illusion, but the cube seems to show a bit or two of disdain for the old Taoist?

The old Taoist was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and grabbed it with his big hand. The palm with extremely strong spiritual power appeared out of thin air, and grabbed the silver-gray magic weapon.

This hand with spiritual power is like a substance, the lines on it are extremely clear and lifelike, exuding a tyrannical coercion, which makes An Le and others secretly startled.

An Le said awe-inspiringly: "This is definitely not the spiritual power that can be possessed in the Nascent Soul Stage."

Lin Zhao also changed his complexion slightly, guessing something.

But even such a palm that can crush a mountain only lasted a few seconds longer in front of the cube, and countless tiny cubes devoured all the spiritual power while piercing through the palm.

Then, the cube suspended in mid-air turned twice, as if... hiccupping contentedly?
Lin Zhao leaned close to An Le's ear and whispered, "I discovered a secret, this Taoist priest is very skilled!"

"However, he seems to have nothing to do with this magic weapon?"

Hong Yingxue next to him was holding back very hard: "Obviously only you have discovered it now! Besides, do you think that if you lower your voice, he won't be able to hear you?"

The old Taoist naturally heard Lin Zhao's words, and his face was livid: "It seems that I have to show some real skills!"

As he spoke, he actually walked directly towards the cube.

The old man's footsteps are not fast, but he has an unstoppable momentum, and he approaches the silver-gray square step by step.

Everyone watched this scene nervously, and they couldn't judge whether the final outcome was whether the Taoist took the magic weapon or the magic weapon tore him into pieces.

I saw the old man walking on the platform and stretching out his right hand to the cube.

hum-

The magic weapon hummed continuously and turned into thousands of tiny cubes, trying to cut and crush this arm.

But this invincible attack method was frustrated for the first time. The cube passed through the old man's right hand, just like passing through a piece of air, unable to cause any damage.

The Taoist's old face was plain, as if he was strolling in a garden, his right hand approached a little bit, and touched the body of the silver cube.

Afterwards, the old man pulled it hard, and actually pulled it a little bit!
Just when An Le thought he was going to succeed, the ground shook suddenly, and the ruins also shook violently, and the muffled roars of monsters came from a distance, with strong panic in their voices.

"What happened?"

Just as An Le thought of this, she suddenly raised her head to look at the dome of the main hall, and the incomparably thick darkness seeped in from there like a tide!

An Le's heart was shocked, but she saw an invisible barrier appearing above her head, blocking the darkness, but the darkness did not give up, but violently attacked the barrier, trying to flood the entire palace.

This barrier was distorted and deformed by the darkness, and it sank a little bit, but it never broke.

With the deformation of the barrier, the darkness presents various strange shapes, such as sharp spikes, countless slender fangs, or withered palms one after another, which are extremely terrifying.

An Le glanced at the Taoist who was still struggling with the cube, and instantly came to his senses: "Stop, Taoist, this magic weapon is the core of the relic, once it is taken away, the protection will no longer exist!"

The old Taoist was stunned, quickly let go, retreated to a distance, and hid his right hand in his Taoist robe.

His old face was a little hot: "It's bad, I almost made a big mistake this time, and it's a big embarrassment now."

At the same time, the darkness no longer impacted, and the surroundings became quiet again, but there was a sense of oppression when the rain was about to come.

After a while, the barrier gradually bulged downwards, as if something was pressing on it.

Everyone quickly saw that it was a huge rotting human face, occupying the dome of the entire palace, with abscesses and scars all over the surface of the face, a pair of cold eyeballs, filled with endless hatred and greed, staring down palace.

Its voice was frantic and low, like thousands of human voices overlapping, what it said seemed to be an extremely ancient language, full of strange power.

Su Dai and the others looked dazed, unable to understand the meaning of the words.

But Hong Yingxue and An Le understood this language for no reason.

"Thousands of years, finally let me find a chance!"

The mouth of the human face slowly curled up to the sides, revealing an extremely ugly and terrifying smile.

"Zhenyang Stone, your master has already abandoned you, what are you still holding on to?"

"It's better to merge into the darkness and become the master of this wilderness together."

The cube known as the central stone did not answer, but burst out a colorful sticky light, dazzling like a sunburst, maintaining the crumbling barrier.

Immediately afterwards, the town center petrified into countless small cubes, constantly reorganizing and reconstructing itself, and turned into a huge and long sword in the blink of an eye.

But the person who wielded the long sword was long gone.

Aware of this, a little gloom appeared in its weak intelligence.

At this moment, there was a roar in the hall.

A stalwart giant rushed forward and grabbed its sword hilt!

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