ah? The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

The rising and setting of the sun is the law of nature.

But when the setting sun gradually went down and the farmers within a hundred miles of the Jiuyang Sect mountain were preparing to return to their houses to rest, a bright light appeared on the horizon and approached in a flash.

In an instant, it was as if an immortal covered the sky with a white cloth, blinding everyone's eyes.

The heaven and earth were being pulled by a strange, overbearing force.

"Spiritual Transformation... No, at least above the Void Refining Realm!"

In the Jiuyang Sect, all the high-level cultivators had unchanged expressions.

It was better for ordinary cultivators. To them, the Nascent Soul and Divine Transformation was the ceiling of what they could see. Above that, they could not recognize anything at all with their eyesight. They only knew that an extremely powerful master had descended here.

The Nine Yang Sect was not without precautions.

In other words, it was precisely because they had taken precautions that they were shocked by the invaders' arrogance.

Are you really so domineering and unscrupulous?

"I thought you would be more reserved."

In the eye of the light and flame storm, Du Xinghe sat on a cloud, overlooking the Jiuyang Sect.

The spell overwhelmed the Sun Disc Square, creating a huge deep pit. Even the Golden Crow Statue that the Nine Yang Sect disciples were proud of melted in the blink of an eye. However, this power was stopped by some force before it could spread to the Frost Forest where mortals lived, and the aftermath did not hurt anyone else.

The lives of ordinary disciples in the sect were also saved, but their spiritual power was severely damaged, their meridians were churning, and they fainted one after another.

——If Emperor Ying Cang had not shown mercy, they would not even have the chance to let out a scream before they would have to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation and be reborn again.

"I do not like talking to people, but that does not mean I have to be timid and keep a low profile. When I am more high-profile, they know they are inferior and avoid me."

Emperor Ying Cang's eyes were gentle and his tone was indifferent, as if he was not the one who turned the world's number one sword sect upside down in the blink of an eye. The tail of the folding fan in his hand was slightly raised, and a storm of power was set off underneath.

She raised her face and met his calm and cold eyes.

Du Xinghe recalled that when he first met His Majesty in the underground palace, he was surprised how a strong man could be associated with the term social phobia.

Now it dawned on me again.

Your Majesty's social phobia is still based on tyranny.

This is quite to her liking.

A trace of joyful smile appeared on Du Xinghe's brows. She raised her hand, and golden light gradually gathered in her hand.

In the form of a golden dragon, she does not have the "Gu Shen Jue" nor any other miscellaneous abilities. Instead, the only thing left in her is the purest power. The clouds passing by her are ignited by her spiritual power, and the flames turn into knife-like feathers, pouring down.

Compared with Emperor Ying Cang's large-scale spells, her little tricks mixed in could only serve to confuse the enemy.

Fighting against the entire sect with one person...

"I will be able to do it in the future," she said confidently.

"of course."

His tone was more certain than hers.

Du Xinghe raised his eyebrows: "Even if the sword spirit that is one with me hears what I said, they will say that I am talking nonsense."

"That proves it's not as good as me."

Emperor Ying Cang spoke, but not as calmly as last time, and there was a hint of joy and contentment in his words.

He believed in her more than her sword, and had more ways to support her.

this matter……

It made him feel very proud.

The sword spirit and the sword cultivator are originally one, and they can sense each other even if they are thousands of miles apart.

Therefore, the sword spirit far away in the Xuan Dynasty heard Emperor Ying Cang's words clearly and was speechless - what kind of cheap sword is it? Must it become a link in the dispute between the two of you?

Of course, there are other people who should be even more upset about this.

The Nine Yang Sect used all their might and even brought out the sect's sacred objects, but they were unable to do anything to this madman.

Looking down from beyond the clouds, one can see a dozen or so heavenly spiritual pets that usually look so arrogant trembling and curled up under the might of Your Majesty.

The mountain protection formation that was once thought to be impregnable actually made a huge hissing sound and was melted and shattered.

“Who on earth is that?!”

"The Nine Sun Sect has no grudges against you, so why did you break into my Sun Plaza?!"

The elders tried their best to reinforce the mountain protection formation, but it was in vain.

"Who are you and what do you want to do!?"

The questions raised by the leader of the Nine Yang Sect were destined to remain unanswered.

The sect leader saw that the man showed mercy and did not harm any of the sect's disciples, which showed that he had no old grudge against this man.

When the crisp sound of gold and jade colliding was heard, the great formation that enveloped the entire Nine Yang Sect was shattered into nothingness.

A sect's mountain protection formation was broken...what a loss of dignity.

To put it bluntly, now that the formation is broken, why don't we kill some people?

He really didn't kill Emperor Ying Cang.

He just took Du Xinghe and marched straight in and entered the room.

"Have you ever been to the Tomb of the Beasts before?"

The Jade Ladder, which used to be guarded by disciples for twelve hours, is now only accessible to two people. He randomly picked a topic to ask her.

Du Xinghe shook his head: "It's not my turn."

"..."

His Majesty felt as if he had said something wrong and was once again at a loss for words.

Fortunately, Du Xinghe didn't let the words drop: "Your Majesty is stronger than I thought. You can be said to be the best in the world."

Emperor Xuan used evil means to seize other people's cultivation, so in her eyes he was naturally inferior to Your Majesty.

"Maybe," Emperor Ying Cang's spiritual sense spread out throughout the entire sect. There was no need to find someone to lead the way, and he had already arrived at the entrance of the secret place - stepping over the Jade Ladder and arriving at the top of the Sword Testing Mountain. A suspended circular mountain range slowly unfolded in front of him.

Although he had lived in the Jiuyang Sect for many years, Du Xinghe had never been to the Sword Testing Mountain.

Just to step onto the Jade Ladder, one needs a token of authorization from the elders.

Venerable Yuanming would naturally not give her this privilege.

However, after Senior Brother Su Yan returned from training in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Beasts, he was often pestered by his fellow disciples to ask about what they had seen and heard there. She had heard only fragments of information, but she only knew that the flow of time there was different from that in the outside world, and that space was folded like a kaleidoscope. If one was not careful, one would get lost in it.

The circular mountain range is like a folded map of mountains and rivers.

There are towering bone forests and boiling red lakes. In the center of the lake, there is a crescent-shaped golden line, which seems to reflect the moon in the sky. It must be the candle blood pool that Su Yan mentioned.

The bone forest was formed by the fallen ribs of the Kunpeng whale, and the candle blood pool was where the left eye of the candle dragon floated.

"So this is what the Tomb of Ten Thousand Beasts looks like."

Du Xinghe gazed at the view for a moment and said.

My curiosity back then was satisfied, and it suddenly became ordinary.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Galaxy."

"Ok?"

"The man coming down the mountain seems to be someone you know."

Most of the disciples of the Nine Yang Sect fainted. Those who were still able to move probably had reliable protective magic weapons on them - after all, His Majesty had held back, and high-quality magic weapons could keep the warriors sane in this large-scale spell.

"My acquaintance?" Du Xinghe was surprised. The two people's consciousness naturally connected together, and she also saw the person that His Majesty was looking at.

I saw a stealthy figure flying low down the mountain through the path of Wenxin Cliff.

Looking closely, it could be Ming Zhi. Who else could it be?

"It seems that Yuanming gave her a lot of magic weapons to protect herself."

Du Xinghe smiled and became playful. With a flick of his fingertips, a flash of lightning hit the sword under Mingzhi's feet, causing it to deviate from its original flight trajectory and almost fall flat on its face.

Even if he fell hard, he would not hurt the monk at all. However, Mingzhi was very careful about her life, and being hit by this arrow unexpectedly made her look around more nervously. Then she put away the long sword that would attract more attention, and ran down the mountain like an ordinary person with good foot speed.

Ming Zhi didn't know someone was watching her, and she slapped her shaking thighs hard.

Run fast with your dead legs!

"Hahahahaha."

Seeing Du Xinghe's joy, Emperor Ying Cang also curled his lips in agreement, and waited patiently for her to finish her joy: "Do you want to catch him back?"

"Look how scared she is... No need, just let her be."

Du Xinghe stopped smiling.

"Let's go."

……

A silver river meanders from the Sword Test Mountain to the cave.

Thousands of stalactites made of tortoise shells hang from the ceiling of the cave, and the ground is covered with basalt cracks, in which a dark blue liquid can be seen flowing. The cave is extremely quiet, and even if a monk shouts loudly, the sound will be swallowed by the pythons crawling on the cave wall.

By soaking in this dark blue ghost spring for seven days, one can cultivate into a Xuanming body. The cultivators with water in their spiritual roots will see their cultivation greatly increased and become afraid of light.

——Of course, this is purely a legend of cultivating immortals. Du Xinghe felt that this black water had nothing to do with Xuanwu. After all, she had actually practiced the Zhenwu Incarnation Technique and had dealt with Xuanwu's followers.

There is no path for people to walk on on the river. If you want to cross the river, you have to step on the skulls of spiritual animals floating on the water.

The skull is attached to the residual soul of the spirit beast, and it will not easily allow monks to trample on it.

Every step is a test of the cultivator's spiritual power.

In the Tomb of Ten Thousand Beasts, the use of metal is forbidden. If a sword cultivator wants to fly across the river with a sword, he will be struck by lightning.

When Du Xinghe arrived at the river, the nearest animal head emerged from the water.

Snapped!

As soon as the skull opened its huge mouth, it was hit hard on the chin by her dragon tail, forcing it to close its mouth.

Spirit Beast Skull: ...

No, doesn’t it have any face?

Really just shut up physically?

But the dragon's tail is stronger than anyone else's. It whips and jumps at the same time, making this thrilling river crossing like an entertaining game of hopscotch.

Crossing the Milky Way, what comes into view is the thousands of stalactites in the caves that contain unhatched embryos of spiritual beasts.

She ignored him and walked straight ahead.

He had only taken two steps when the small spirit beast sealed in the stone in front of him opened its eyes, and the outline of its body gradually emerged from the stone. In the blink of an eye, it hatched out and attacked Du Xinghe.

"Will every step I take wake up the surrounding spirit beasts?"

Du Xinghe looked up and saw that the deeper he went into the cave, the denser the stalactites became.

There are even some very powerful spiritual beasts sealed up there.

Standing far away, you can feel the power fluctuations.

"They are not really alive, are they?" Du Xinghe said.

"I died a long time ago, but I am constantly reborn due to the power of this ancient land."

Your Majesty said calmly.

As the two men finished their words, Du Xinghe's dragon tail blew away the two spirit beasts that were pouncing on them.

The dead little spirit beast let out a mournful cry and flowed into the ghost spring below.

“Given the number of souls of dead spirit beasts, the fact that Su Yan was able to come out alive after training here... is indeed something worth bragging about.” Du Xinghe rarely affirmed his former senior brother.

What she didn't know was that there was actually a small path in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Beasts that was opened up by successive masters and elders of the Nine Yang Sect, which allowed her to obtain beast souls that matched her own realm without disturbing the souls of so many dead spirit beasts.

Du Xinghe originally thought about using the Emperor's Trace to find the way.

But now that he was a real dragon, and there was an emperor beside him, it would be in vain to search for him——

The road she was walking on was difficult simply because it was not a road at all.