Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 235: Phoenix Death Egg

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"Don't worry, sir, I'll understand the rules!"

Taoist priest Qianhe nodded.

"So much the better!"

The old eunuch slowly stepped aside and allowed them to enter.

The Zongren Mansion is an independent courtyard with three entrances from the front and back.

Xu Junming, Taoist Master Qianhe, and the latter's four disciples were arranged in the guest room in the front yard.

Brother No. 71, Guanshi Wu and several guards were arranged to the middle courtyard.

As for the copper coffin of the royal zombie, it seems that everyone has forgotten it.

Of course, it's not that he really forgot, but that Xu Junming used a little bit of ecstasy.

With his current level of cultivation, he can't even detect the Soul Dao method below the Golden Core level.

"Father-in-law...!"

Two young eunuchs came up.

"Keep an eye on that, especially the yellow-robed Taoist priest."

"Don't worry, father-in-law!"

After arranging them, the old eunuch walked into the backyard. Pushing the door open and entering, there is a large bronze mirror placed on the Eight Immortals table in the middle.

The old eunuch pinched his fingers, and a flash of spiritual light flew into the bronze mirror.

It was as if a stone was thrown into the calm water, causing countless ripples.

Gradually, a middle-aged man wearing a purple Tuanlong suit and a cold expression appeared above.

"Prince Qi, brother seventy-one is here!"

"You can do it yourself tonight and send him here." The old eunuch said respectfully.

"yes!"

"Where's Se Kyu?"

"Sekyu?"

The old eunuch had a look of confusion on his face.

The middle-aged man's expression changed, and a ray of spiritual light popped out of the lens and flew into the old eunuch's body.

However, the latter's expression remained unchanged.

"What a powerful enchantment! It seems that things have changed."

"Feng Sihai?"

"The old slave is here."

"Don't do anything tonight, wait until I get there."

"The prince wants to come in person?"

"One of the people who sent Brother Seventy-One back is a powerful character. I want to meet him personally." The middle-aged man nodded.

"Awesome character?"

"Tell me the details of the people who came with Brother Seventy-One."

After the old eunuch nodded, he described each person's physical characteristics.

There was a look of thought on the middle-aged man's face.

"There is one more Taoist priest, it seems that the problem lies with him!"

"Your Majesty, do you want me to go check it out?"

"Don't act rashly. I'll wait until I arrive in the evening."

"yes!"

At the same time, the shadow of the bronze mirror disappeared from Xu Junming's pupils.

"At night? That's fine, Pindao will wait for you until night."

Looking at the small copper coffin hanging on the bamboo stick, Xu Junming took out a grain of yellow rice, played with it in his hand, and then put it away.

Originally, he used yellow rice to peek into the memories of the royal zombies out of curiosity, but he never thought that he would discover a big secret.

Therefore, when he came to the clan mansion, he used the enchantment technique to make everyone forget about the royal zombies.

In addition, the memories of the more than two hundred ghost soldiers and ghost generals are also related to this royal zombie.

"It's a pity that it's still a little bit behind. If there are hundreds more ghost soldiers for me to refine, a dream of yellow beams can give birth to the sixth treasure ban."

He shook his head and summoned Zitong.

"Hello, Chief Taoist!"

"Can you sense where the things that attract you are?"

Zitong closed his eyes and nodded after sensing for a while.

"able."

"where?"

Zitong pointed his hand downward.

"Right down here!"

Xu Junming frowned slightly and lowered his consciousness.

After about a hundred feet, his spiritual consciousness encountered a barrier.

"It's Yinli again!"

The cold smell of the underworld was still fresh in his memory after experiencing the Jinyuan Empress's dojo.

The spying range of a monk's spiritual consciousness is one hundred feet long after the golden elixir is transformed. Xu Junming's current cultivation level is equivalent to the golden elixir being transformed once. However, thanks to the Baiyang Pill refined during this period, his cultivation level has improved a lot compared to when he first passed through the tribulation.

Although it is not yet the second level of Jindan, it is not far behind.

However, when Xu Junming explored one hundred and twenty feet and reached his limit, he still did not see the boundary of the underworld.

"Bronze mirror!"

The soil in front of him peeled off layer by layer before his eyes.

An underworld world the same size as the Forbidden City appeared in front of me.

"How can this be!!"

Xu Junming was shocked.

Although there is a saying of "mustard seeds containing Sumeru".

But generally speaking, the bigger the world is on the outside, the bigger the space is on the inside.

The underworld of Empress Jinyuan was only as big as a temple, but the one in front of her was a hundred times larger.

As soon as he opened the bronze mirror, the mysterious veil of the underworld was unveiled in front of him.

Xu Junming's eyes widened, with a look of shock on his face.

Eleven huge cities are located in the underworld of thousands of miles, and there are countless underworld soldiers in each city.

Between the cities, villages and towns are scattered in an orderly manner, just like the real world.

There are hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers and tens of millions of Yin souls. If it weren't for the golden dragon flag flying on every city, Xu Junming suspected that what he saw was not the underworld, but the real underworld!

"How can there be such a huge underworld in the Dharma-ending world?!"

Looking at these cities, Xu Junming felt inexplicably familiar.

"Shinto stele pavilion, bright tower, and stone statues. Isn't this a mausoleum?"

The regulations of this city are exactly the same as the Eastern Tomb of Qing Dynasty and the Western Tomb of Qing Dynasty that he had seen in his previous life.

"Except for the last emperor Xuantong who is still alive, eleven emperors died in the Jin Dynasty, and there are exactly eleven cities here!"

Xu Junming turned his mirror and looked to the left.

In his previous life, he had been to Cixi's Ding Dong Tomb and was familiar with it.

Stone Ping Bridge, East and West Chaofang, Longen Gate, Fansi Furnace, East and West Side Halls, Longen Hall, until the underground palace.

"Underground palace?"

What Xu Junming saw was not an underground palace, but a gorgeous bedroom.

Among the ghost guards of old girls, a middle-aged woman wearing a phoenix robe, with a long face and a dignified manner appeared in her eyes.

"Cixi!"

This woman who determined the direction of the last dynasty left many photos, and Xu Junming saw many of them when he visited.

So I recognized him at a glance.

"Um?"

Cixi felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.

"It must be that bitch Ci'an who criticized me to Master Xianfeng. However, whether alive or dead, she can't even think of riding on my head."

"A perfect ghost cultivator?"

Xu Junming felt the aura of a practitioner from Cixi.

I looked at the entire Ding Dong Tomb and looked towards the largest city in the middle.

Although there are not many ghost soldiers here, every breath is extremely powerful.

Moreover, there are a large number of ghost generals. Each ghost general carries the iron-blooded evil spirit of a lifetime of fighting. Obviously, he was a battlefield general who killed countless people during his lifetime.

The further toward the inner city, the more such ghost generals appeared. When Xu Junming manipulated the bronze mirror to reach the entrance of the mausoleum, a burly man with a curly beard came into view.

"Golden elixir level ghost cultivator!"

Xu Junming felt that the giant man's aura was no less than his own.

The giant man, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and looked around in confusion.

Golden elixir stage monks are born with extremely sharp spiritual senses. Looking at someone for too long can easily arouse the other party's alertness. However, the bronze mirror is so mysterious that even if you are alert, you cannot discover where this peek comes from.

Pass the giant man and enter the core of the mausoleum.

In the vast hall, a middle-aged man wearing black armor, short and stocky, and holding a long knife sat cross-legged.

The evil spirit in this man was so strong that Xu Junming had only seen it in his life.

The aura on his body was even stronger than that of the strong man just now.

"Ghost cultivator in the middle stage of Golden Core!!"

Xu Junming quickly understood.

However, what attracted his attention more than this golden elixir-level ghost cultivator was the white giant egg on the altar behind the middle-aged man!

This dome is as big as a water tank, exuding a chill that pierces the heart!

Subconsciously, he manipulated the bronze mirror to look at the dome.

In the egg white with extremely rich essence, there lies a large bird with a colorful body and white tail feathers.

"Phoenix?!!"

Lin in front and deer behind, snake head and fish tail, dragon and turtle's back, swallow's jaw and chicken's beak are the most typical symbols of the phoenix.

Xu Junming had never seen this kind of sacred bird that was only in Chinese legends. He quickly moved the bronze mirror and looked at it several times before he was convinced that he had seen it correctly.

The big bird with colorful body and white tail is the phoenix.

"No, it should be Huang!"

The phoenix is ​​the male and the phoenix is ​​the female.

The difference is that the phoenix has only one color, while the phoenix has five colors.

"This Phoenix is ​​dead!"

Apart from the extremely rich essence, Xu Junming did not feel any vitality from the Wind Phoenix egg.

But this is not surprising. The law of heaven is at an end, and there is simply not enough spiritual energy in the world to supply the birth and growth of immortal birds like the Phoenix.

Noticing that the old ghost in black armor had noticed something unusual, Xu Junming moved the bronze mirror and looked away.

After spending an hour exploring the entire underworld, Xu Junming showed a solemn look on his face.

In this huge underworld, there is one ghost cultivator in the middle stage of the golden elixir, and five ghost cultivators in the early stage of the golden elixir. They are extremely powerful.

What's more important is a thousand-mile-large underworld. The power of the world is huge enough to compete with monks at the peak of the Golden Core.

Fortunately, it is only the Yin world. If Yin and Yang were complete, and the five elements were complete, the world would be thousands of miles wide, enough to compete with Nascent Soul.

But it is powerful enough to withstand the peak of the golden elixir. After all, there may not be a few peak golden elixirs in the entire cultivation world.

Putting away the bronze mirror and looking at Zi Tong who was waiting next to him, Xu Junming thought for a moment and then stretched out his hand.

A three-foot round mirror appeared out of thin air in mid-air, and the silver-white giant egg appeared.

"Is this what you sensed?"

Zitong became excited instantly.

"Yes, yes, that's it. Senior, where is it? Can you take me there?"

After secretly saying something decisive, he shook his head.

"Not for the time being, but don't worry, since Pindao can lead you to find it, he can naturally bring it to you."

"Thank you, senior!"

Xu Junming nodded and put her into the rice. A trace of sadness crept onto his face.

How easy would it be to get something from a middle-stage Jindan ghost cultivator?

What's more important is that the world that is thousands of miles in radius is someone else's territory.

If you enter hastily, you can easily get trapped in it.

After thinking for a while, Xu Junming's khaki light flashed under his feet, and he used the Earth Escape Technique to quickly escape downwards.

It didn't take long before I arrived outside the underworld.