endless route

Chapter 92 53. Heavenly Palace
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Accompanied by a crane cry, the crane soared into the sky and rushed towards the dragon-patterned coffin below. With two breaths, it melted into the darkness of the rift valley and completely lost its shadow.

"Can you make it?"

Zheng Yun looked at the bottom of the valley and asked, the Valley of Buried Immortals was pitch black, and he didn't know how deep it was, but the dragon-patterned coffin had long since disappeared, and it was probably near the bottom.

"Master Xian, the Burial Valley is three thousand feet deep, and it usually takes thirty breaths to reach the bottom." Ji Dao wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained to Zheng Yun.

"Three thousand feet?"

Zheng Yun was startled.

Three thousand feet is 9000 meters. This rift is actually 9000 meters deep?This terrain is really strange, such deep trenches are common, and rift valleys are really rare.

No wonder the immortal can be buried.

As long as it has breath, cannot fly, and is alive, it will be finished after being dropped from 9000 meters, and even the gods will be killed with a puff.

That blood corpse is dead.

Whether the king of Qi is not the king of Qi, whether he lives forever or not, he will be smashed into a pool of blood like a mosquito.

It's a pity that six Yin soldiers were lost.

It would be great if I could carry this blood corpse to the Underworld Pavilion, maybe I could turn it into a dark soldier to make up for the loss.

"Master Xian, when the cranes come up, let's go back quickly. The Heavenly Palace is extremely dangerous. Although it is located on the top of the mountain, there are many monster birds nearby. They love to eat my rice. Even Zhen Xuanyin can't shout to death, so he can only drive them away."

Ji Dao glanced outside.

Zheng Yun was thoughtful. Orientals are stubborn about farming, and they have to plant something wherever they go. It seems that if they don’t grow something, it’s not their own territory.

There are many examples on the endless route, and there are relics of ancient people farming in many extreme environments, but it is a bit unnecessary to plant in places like Tiangong.

This Immortal Art Township Xuanyin, maybe it is 'Nongshu', it was born just to drive away the demon birds here.

"Why do these birds love your rice, and there is nothing outside to eat? Cranes can't beat them?"

Zheng Yun asked curiously.

"Immortal Lord, at least the rice is not poisonous. Look at the east, every morning when the sun rises, there are five colors of light, which are the raw materials for refining poison pills."

"As for the cranes, to be honest, they just couldn't survive and couldn't compete with the monster birds from outside, so they gathered near the Tiangong and waited for someone to feed and control them."

Ji Dao sighed, then raised his finger and pointed around and said, "Master Xian, Tiangong is really not a place for people to stay. There is a fairy sea lake behind this mountain in the west, and there are dragons in it. In the forest to the south, there are black candles..."

"At that time, the founder of Tiangong was also a master of Taoism. He wanted to build a thatched hut here, but half of it was blinded, his legs were caught by things, and his arms were lost. 370 two disciples lived for thirteen Two hundred of them were blown away by a gust of evil wind, and fell like rain."

"There are still many disciples who died unjustly. They drank spring water, smelled the fragrance of flowers, touched the leaves, found a stone to rest their feet, and then died suddenly and inexplicably."

"This realm is the residence of immortals. Ordinary people will die if they enter. If the second generation of patriarchs hadn't come out of the mountain to set up formations to drive away the surrounding monsters, this heavenly palace would not be able to be built at all."

Zheng Yun was silent.

The ancients were really obsessed with seeking immortality, and in this case they had to force their way into the arena. What kind of fairyland is this place? This is a primitive alien planet.

With the abilities of the ancients, even if they mastered the means of gods and ghosts, it would be difficult to explore this kind of place.

But Tiangong is also really outrageous.

In such an extreme environment, so many palaces and buildings were built abruptly, and they had to open up land for farming, and even dared to steal dragon eggs and return to 'Yulong'.

According to what Ji Dao said before, the ancients really succeeded. They were able to put together the "Shan Hai Jing" and there were many "Jiaolong" and "Sunri Tiangou" among them.

The ancients were really smart.

Zheng Yun listened to the movement of monsters and beasts in the distance, and couldn't help but respect the Taoist priests of the Heavenly Palace in his heart.

Ancient Westerners explored alien planets, opened up sea routes and land, with the purpose of money and resources.

But Ancient Orient is not.

These Taoist priests in the Heavenly Palace do not seek money or profit, and they explore the Heavenly Palace with untold hardships, probably only for the purpose of "seeking immortality", at most they seek a good name for being able to gain a foothold in the fairyland beyond the world, and get the name of some real person.

The ancients died in various dangerous places, their footprints spread all over the endless sea route, and they played a bunch of gods, gods and ghosts. This pursuit really has a fairy flavor.

Chao Wen Dao Xi can die.

The Taoist priest of Tiangong saw the highly poisonous five-color glow, although he would be poisoned to death in the next moment, but at the moment he saw it, he should die without regret in his heart.

Hard to say.

Kind of anti-human.

But respectable.

It is a bit similar to modern extreme sportsmen, pursuing a spiritual thing of their own.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Tiangong really has a secret to longevity. If there is, then just pretend that you didn't say it.

The pursuit of longevity is originally a bit of a fairy tale, but once it is disturbed by messy people, such as the pregnant demon tower and refining blood pills, there is no fairy tale left.

"came back."

Ji Dao looked towards the Burial Valley.

A black shadow stuck to the steep rock wall, soaring into the sky from the bottom of the valley, and flew back into the hall in two breaths.

Dang bang.

It loosened its claws and dropped something.

Zheng Yun and Ji Dao took a closer look. There was a black long sword, a jade seal, and an imperial crown.

These things were all stained with blood, and Ji Dao didn't dare to touch them. He turned his head to look at the crane, and found some blood on the crane's feet, so he hurriedly let him wash it in the lake.

"Let's deal with it before we go."

Zheng Yun spoke softly, the blood of the blood corpse flowed all over the ground, maybe it was poisonous.

This is easy to deal with, there is no shortage of water near the fairy gate, just go back to the secret realm to find some rags to wipe, and then throw it into the Burial Valley.

After hasty processing.

Everyone returned to the secret realm with the loot, put them on the jade table without thinking about research, and went straight to the fairy gate.

They hurriedly carried the dragon-patterned coffin to deal with it, but the fairy gate was still open. Although Zheng Yun left Guijiu Guiqi to guard it, it didn't take a minute before and after they entered the Tiangong.

But that real person may not be really dead, there are still three 'supervising immortals, Si Xianwei' of unknown origin that have not been dealt with.

At this time, the 'immortal' has been dealt with, and these enemies are no longer afraid, and there is likely to be a fierce battle.

Some caution must be exercised.

Zheng Yun looked around and confirmed that the ghost general and Ji Dao were both wearing gas masks, and then led them through the fairy gate and returned to Daochang Palace.

The third floor of the underground palace is still dark.

When they walked out of the clear pool on the altar, they heard the sound of a ghost wielding a knife. When they looked carefully, they found that there were all the limbs of gray-robed Taoist priests under their feet.

Looking at the messy and bloody scene on the ground, Zheng Yun's heart skipped a beat, knowing that there must have been a lot of fighting here, so he immediately looked up to the front.

Most of the Yin soldiers he brought down were also killed or injured, lying around and twitching, as if they had been poisoned.

There were three figures in the center of the underground hall, and the voice came from there. Gui Jiu and Gui Qi held a long knife and were fighting with the bloody and skinny Taoist priest.

Sure enough, Master Zhang is not dead.

Not only did he not die, but he even had tricks. The sleeves of his Taoist robe waved in the air, and every time he threw out a piece of black blood.

The black blood was a bit secretive, and the ghost general was very jealous, every time he flicked his sleeves, the ghost general would dodge.

Fortunately, Zhang Zhenren only had one arm left. When Gui Jiu dodged, Gui Qi went up and attacked each other alternately, so that the real Zhang could not resist for long.

Zheng Yun frowned.

This scene is really disgusting. The Three Demon Island Thousand Immortals Dojo is full of such disgusting ways.

The secret method of longevity here seems to be related to blood. It needs to use human blood and the blood of cannibal monsters, mix it with the blood of immortal demons in the pregnant demon tower, and melt it into a blood refining pill.

Combining this experience.

Zheng Yun was also a little skeptical, maybe they really figured out something by doing this kind of 'biochemical experiment'.

Too bad it's all coming to an end.

This real person is about to be executed. The place is surrounded by three hundred Yin soldiers, and there is no way for him to survive.

"Master Xian, look, there are still coffins..." Ji Dao said suddenly, raising his finger to the rear.

After they carried away the dragon-patterned coffin, a passage leading to the depths appeared in the house. Beside this passage, there were three smaller blood coffins.

"Little friend, they are all from my own family."

"We are also descendants of Triton."

"This matter has nothing to do with us!"

At the same time as Zheng Yun turned his head, there was a sound in the blood coffin, which made Zheng Yun's eyes light up, and he wanted to move the three blood coffins to the Underworld Pavilion and turn them into Yin soldiers.

But if you think about it carefully, if the thing inside is that kind of bloody person, I don't want it either.

Not as good as this real Zhang.

Although he was old and skinny, he was hacked to death, and his arm was gone, but at least he was a human being.

"Try to catch it alive."

Zheng Yun waved his hand, and the five ghost generals behind him immediately stepped forward, holding the rope in their hands, with a strange smile on their faces, and quickly ran towards Master Zhang.

At the same time, the remaining Yin soldiers stepped forward and tied the three blood coffins tightly with climbing ropes.

(End of this chapter)