Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

Chapter 134 Nangong Immortal
Shuiyun Lake

It's not far from Taixuan Gate. It's surrounded by green trees and the lake is sparkling. However, looking through the water, it's pitch black, like a dark abyss that swallows everything.

Soon a piece of news spread throughout the Eastern Wasteland.

The Bronze Immortal Palace in Shuiyun Lake in the Kingdom of Wei appeared. For a time, people from all over the Eastern Wasteland continued to pour into the Kingdom of Wei. It was rumored that the Bronze Immortal Palace contained the secret of becoming an immortal, which could be obtained.

At this time, many people gathered above the lake, but they seemed to be hesitant and did not dare to enter the water. Suddenly, several streams of light crossed the sky and stopped directly above Shuiyun Lake.

"right here?"

I saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy looking down at the lake below him. The boy was a little thin and weak, his face was very delicate, his eyes were as clear as lake water, and his black hair was soft and light.

No one would have thought that such a beautiful young man, who looked almost weak, was actually the famous Peacock King in the Southern Region.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, it is rumored that Donor Ye once entered the Immortal Palace and escaped unharmed."

I saw a little novice looking at the lake calmly, with a delicate face that was a little childish, and the light on the top of his head seemed to reflect the sun. Although he was dressed as a Buddhist, he behaved in Taoist etiquette, giving people a nondescript feeling.

However, everyone present did not dare to underestimate the little monk in front of them, just because he was a terrifying and powerful man who could suppress the Peacock King with one hand.

"Master Zhending, those are just rumors. How can this junior enter the Immortal Palace with his level of cultivation?"

How could Ye Fan admit that he didn't want to enter the Bronze Immortal Palace again. If it hadn't been for the help of the green copper piece last time, he might have died inside. Now that he enters again, he is not sure that the green copper piece will also help.

"Regardless of whether it's a rumor or not, since the Bronze Immortal Palace is here, we naturally want to go in."

I saw a man in green clothes looking firmly at the dark lake. He looked like he was only in his twenties, with a tall figure, handsome appearance, white hair as white as snow, and a very special temperament.

"It's him, the legendary human race's mighty Nangong Zheng, who makes vegetation his home, eats flowers to satisfy his hunger, and is never far from plants."

Someone on the shore exclaimed, obviously recognizing this legendary power.

"Since ancient times, the Bronze Palace has taken the lives of many peerless masters, but I have never heard of anyone becoming an immortal through it. It is more like a tomb than an immortal palace, a cemetery where the powerful men of the Eastern Wilderness are buried." The Peacock King sneered. A sound that seemed to be mocking the other party's recklessness.

Nangong Zheng, with his silver hair dancing lightly and a tall figure, stood in mid-air, enveloped by the rain of flowers, surrounded by lush green vegetation. He said with a serious face:

"If you want to become an immortal, you will naturally have a near-death life. Otherwise, why would the ancient sages and sages sigh in vain? Entering the Bronze Immortal Palace, fighting for life and death for a while, fighting for a lifetime of immortality, it is better than dying alone."

"Fellow Taoist Nangong's words are very kind. Besides, don't there be donors here? Since he can walk out of the Bronze Immortal Palace safely, it shouldn't be a problem to enter again." The young monk narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at them with interest. Ye Fan looked bitter.

"This……"

The Mauryan King actually had some thoughts. After all, this was the Bronze Immortal Palace. Even if there was no secret to becoming an immortal, there must be a great opportunity.

Seeing this, the young monk added fuel to the fire again: "It is rumored that Taixuan Saint King also entered the Bronze Immortal Palace, and the companion was Donor Ye."

Hearing this, the Peacock King's eyes moved slightly, and he was obviously tempted. He cared more about his own strength than the illusory immortal.

And everyone on the shore couldn't help but burst into an uproar. Taixuan Saint King had ever entered the Bronze Immortal Palace? Could it be that his ability to break through in an environment where the Qing Emperor's Great Dao has not yet dissipated is related to the Bronze Immortal Palace?
For a time, everyone looked at Ye Fan with more intense eyes, as if they were looking at a walking baby.

"Young friend Ye, would you like to take us into the Immortal Palace?" Nangong Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he was asking in his words, it was obvious that Ye Fan couldn't help but refuse. Facing the eager gazes of everyone, Ye Fan just felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, letting them eat him alive.

It seems that the only option is to use the trump card!
Ye Fan looked embarrassed and sighed: "Of course, I dare not disobey the request of the seniors, but... I still owe the Taixuan Saint King two immortal elixirs. If the seniors can repay it, I will join you." Enter the Immortal Palace."

After hearing this, everyone froze immediately, and the enthusiasm in their eyes was much less. Even Nangong Zheng couldn't help but frown, seeming to be hesitant.

Just as Ye Fan was beaming with joy, the young monk suddenly said: "Infinite Heavenly Lord, I don't have much life left."

Hearing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Looking at the other party's still immature face, he really couldn't tell that he was about to end his life.

However, Nangong Zheng's expression suddenly changed, and he no longer hesitated in his eyes.

He has very little life left, and he will die if he cannot break through in the near future. However, now that the Qingdi Avenue suppresses Wan Dao, it is simply difficult for him to break through, so he can only enter the Bronze Immortal Palace to win. .

The situation of the people on the shore is similar. Everyone is like a living fossil, and their lifespan is running out. Isn't it the Bronze Immortal Palace that they were born for this time?

They are about to die. How can they care about the bad debts of Ye Fan and Taixuan Saint King? At worst, they can hide if they get the chance.

Besides, if you are lucky enough to get the opportunity to become an immortal in the Bronze Immortal Palace, then what the hell is Taixuan'er? Just ants!
Thinking of this, everyone's eyes suddenly became firm.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, I also hope that Almsgiver Ye will be merciful." The young monk's face showed compassion, his eyes narrowed like Maitreya Buddha, and the Buddha's light on his body shone like a Buddha who saves all sentient beings.

"........."

Ye Fan was speechless. He only felt that the bald donkey with a compassionate face in front of him was really hateful, but he secretly decided in his heart that he would run away after hearing the words "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord", no matter if he was a monk or a Taoist priest!

.........

"Ye Shi, don't you want me to carry you down?"

The little monk glanced at Ye Fan who was grinding behind him with a half-smile.

"It's not necessary!"

Ye Fan curled his lips and saw that the little monk's white and tender hands seemed to be grabbing Ye Fan's belt and lifted him up. He quickly refused. He didn't want to be picked up by his belt.

At this time, the water in Shuiyun Lake has been evaporated by the young monk, revealing the bronze fairy palace in the lake.

"This is the Bronze Immortal Palace passed down from ancient times!"

Everyone looked at the fairy palace in the lake that looked like an ancient city with awe on their faces, and a trace of perseverance flashed in Nangong Zheng's eyes.

The Mauryan King frowned. To be honest, he didn't really believe that there was a chance of becoming an immortal. He even suspected that becoming an immortal was a scam. He had never heard of any great emperor becoming an immortal in the mythical era, let alone them. This group of practitioners has the highest level of cultivation, no more than Caixian II.

"Tai Xuan Saint King..."

Rather than becoming an immortal, he believed there was an opportunity to break the Qing Emperor's Way.

(End of this chapter)