I am cultivating immortality in Zhetian

Chapter 94 The Immortal Tree and the Underground Palace Appear (Resurrection with Full Blood)
In the empty, small ancient coffin, there was no presumed head of the corpse, and there were no burial artifacts. There was only a wooden object that looked like masonry.

The moment he saw this item, the devouring power hidden in Fu Jin's body seemed to have seen an excellent delicacy, leaving greedy saliva, wanting to swallow it in a big mouth, ready to move.

When he picked up the item, a strong vitality overflowed from it and poured into his body along the palm of his hand.

Fu Jin determined the origin of the item.

This was the source of all the vitality he sensed outside the ancient coffin.

A piece of divine material derived from some kind of immortal medicine was made into this pillow-like object.

Perhaps this also proves from another aspect that their inference is correct.

This ancient coffin was indeed the place where the corpse's head was placed, but unknown changes occurred that caused the arrangement to go wrong, leaving only an empty coffin.

After seeing this scene, the Dragon Stele God who insisted on opening the ancient coffin fell silent and submerged himself into the Fujin Life Spring, smelting the newly obtained chaos stone and repairing the remains of the stele.

And Fu Jin held the pillow made of Immortal God wood, felt it briefly, and smiled.

Although tens of thousands of years have passed, the immortal matter in this divine material is still retained, and it is extremely abundant, enough for him to devour and strengthen his body again.

"You might as well stay in the coffin and practice."

Thinking of the countless dark soldiers and horses guarding the underground palace outside, Fu Jin felt that there should be no danger, so he turned over and entered the coffin, picked up the lid of the coffin, sat cross-legged in it, and held the immortal elixir in his hands. The divine material on the body circulates the Ancient Sutra of Immortality and gradually swallows up the power within it.

Following the path he took in the Lun Hai Secret Realm, the second immortal substance needed by the Dao Palace Secret Realm was also integrated into his body.

As time went by, the devouring power quickly changed. After devouring enough undead matter, it suddenly vibrated, returning the improved vitality and essence, and integrated it into his body and flesh, boosting his longevity. growing up.

This is already the fourth immortal substance he has smelted.

Because the energy in this divine material is very abundant, the life energy is surging like a tide, pushing his cultivation to the final step of the secret realm of the Tao Palace.

The fifth level of Tao Palace.

The gods who came to the Shen Zang of the Kidneys refined the final divine aura of the Tao Palace, starting with wood and ending with water. The Tao Palace was complete with the five elements and five qi.

On the body of this immortal god, five colors of brilliance, green, red, yellow, white, and black, emerge one after another, gradually spreading and permeating the five divine palaces of the liver, heart, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.

Under Fu Jin's body, there is a faint flow of five-colored rays of light, like a five-element treasure wheel, circling in a mutually reinforcing force, imprinting the true text of immortality, glowing with the power of vitality and creation, as if he has realized the true meaning of immortality.

With further improvement in cultivation, the five elements are complete, and the only immortal god is almost complete.

Fu Jin did not stop and took out the gray mud ball above the Life Spring, which was called a sacred object by the Dragon Monument.

At this time, he put it in his hand and examined it carefully, and then he saw dots of five-color light faintly flowing in the soil.

Call out the devouring power again and swallow this seemingly ordinary ball of mud.

It was like a gluttonous mouth devouring power, but it could not swallow it in one breath, but absorbed it bit by bit, and at the same time returned the refined power to him.

An artistic conception of life that contains the mystery of creation gradually swims in the flesh and blood.

In Fujin's induction, the unknown seed conceived in the flesh and blood was irrigated by this power, and it almost broke out of the ground, and a little sprout appeared.

Rumble.

Over the desolate plain, the thick yin energy was like dark clouds covering the sky. Countless yin soldiers and horses were wandering below, and the earth was soaked in black.

Suddenly, a roar of thunder sounded from the darkness, as if someone was beating the sky drum. A thunderbolt flashed out of thin air among the layers of dense dark clouds, splitting the black sky into two.

All the Yin soldiers and Yin horses walking on the earth trembled.

In the underground palace, Duan De, who was blocked from the city gate, hadn't heard anything for a long time and couldn't help but be filled with doubts.

what happened?
Was it the boy named Fu who successfully infiltrated and obtained the treasure?
Or was he killed by the ancient corpse in the underground palace?

Duan De was puzzled and did not act rashly.

After all, the roar and pressure that came from the depths of the underground palace just now was felt by him personally.

Without resurrecting the imperial soldiers, he was no match, let alone that boy.

"Did he really die inside?"

Duan De whispered that although the treasure and the Nine Secrets were touching, there were also unknown crises hidden within them.

After thinking for a long time, he decided not to break in for the time being.

"In this case, Master Dao will spread the news about the Nine Secrets and let others explore the path for me."

Duan De rolled his eyes and felt bad in his stomach. With the ancient bronze lamp in his hand, he hurriedly left the underground palace mausoleum and returned to Belvedere.

It didn't take long.

The news about the suspected appearance of the Nine Secrets spread throughout Belvedere from nowhere, stirring up the situation and attracting the attention of countless people.

In the old site of Belvedere, the unknown mausoleum and palace, as well as the shadowy soldiers and horses that have not dispersed, also add some credibility to this rumor.

Especially after a well-known Siji monk in this city went to check, but was still blocked from the underground palace, it caused quite a stir and heated discussion.

Everyone agrees that this mausoleum is definitely the tomb of an important person. Even if there is no supreme magic like the Nine Secrets, it is likely to contain weapons, ancient scriptures, etc. that were used during his lifetime.

For a time, many preachers of great religions appeared in various places in Belvedere and went to the old site to check.

As if the hype was not enough, one day it came out from the mouth of a round-faced Taoist priest that this mausoleum and palace were suspected to be related to Gai Jiuyou, who was invincible in the world 8000 years ago.

This is an unparalleled god who was once expected to reach the pinnacle of success.

After the news came out, not only disciples from various sects came, but even the saints and saints cultivated in the Holy Land, and disciples from several ancient families were also attracted and showed up in person, coming to this place near the central region of the Northern Territory. small town.

"Belvedere."

A young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe walked into the city gate and stood on the ancient street.

At the end of his gaze, he saw a familiar girl in purple clothes, with dark eyebrows as curved as the moon, beautiful and moving, talking to a young man in purple clothes who looked like a god king next to her.

Ji family brothers and sisters.

The little Taoist priest recognized the two of them, and they could be said to be old friends.

Next to them, there was a little Taoist priest with a round face and a red face, approaching the Ji family brothers and sisters, saying something from time to time.I don't know why, but when I see a Taoist priest with a round face dressed the same as him, the little Taoist priest always has the urge to step on that fat face.

The little Taoist priest felt a little strange. He used the secret technique of changing the world to change his own cultivation and temperament. He walked towards those people like an ordinary mortal.

"Yeah" Ji Ziyue, the purple-clothed girl, didn't know what she sensed. She turned to look at the little Taoist priest who was walking towards her, with a look of confusion on her pretty face:

"What a special little Taoist priest."

"Just an ordinary person." The round-faced Taoist priest glanced at the little Taoist priest, looked away, and continued to talk:

"Based on Pindao's research on archeology, there are definitely nine secrets hidden in that underground palace, and they are related to the invincible Zhongzhou figure Gai Jiuyou. It may even be Gai Jiuyou's tomb. You are the God King of the Ji family. Don’t miss it.”

The little Taoist priest who was passing by couldn't help but stop when he heard the word "underground palace".

"How do I feel that you are deliberately swaying my brother to go to the underground palace?" Ji Ziyue looked suspicious and looked at the round-faced Taoist priest:

"And the appearance of Mr. Zhengqi looks familiar, as if I've seen him somewhere?"

That is, when I passed by your Ji family, I just glanced at the king's tomb a few more times, and then I was chased by your supreme elder for three thousand miles and almost escaped.

The round-faced little Taoist priest cursed and shook his head:

"Miss Ji must have admitted her mistake. I am just an ordinary practitioner walking in the world. How could I have dealt with your ancient family?"

"Then how do you determine that there are nine secrets in the underground palace, and they are related to Gai Jiuyou?" Ji Ziyue squinted her eyes, a little doubtful.

"Although my cultivation level is ordinary, I am determined to travel around the world of mortals and explore the past, present and future. Therefore, I know a few things about the past and have read many relevant ancient books." The round-faced young man known as the "Righteous Taoist Master" The Taoist explained.

"You are so young, you don't look older than him, and you have read many ancient books. You must have admitted your mistake." Ji Ziyue pointed to another little Taoist priest who stopped next to him, and said with a smile:
"You say so, little Taoist priest."

"Miss Ji is right. When he spoke, his eyes were wandering and his tone was vulgar. You could tell he was uneasy and well-intentioned." The young Taoist priest nodded seriously.

"Who are you? What are you talking about?" Sensing the suspicious look from the body of the God King of the Ji family, Zheng Qi Dao Chang Lung was about to explode with anger.

Although there were many disciples from these Holy Lands and the Ancient Family, they had yet to take action. He finally persuaded the Ji family's divine body, but in the end, a person dressed like him jumped out.

"The poor Taoist is righteous, the righteousness of the righteousness is the righteousness, and the virtue of Duan De." The young Taoist priest watched every move of the Taoist Master Zhengqi, and after seeing his slightly stiff expression, he confirmed his thoughts.

No wonder I always want to step on that face.

It turned out to be the unscrupulous Taoist priest who had tricked him several times.

"Zhengqi, Zhengde, you are not from the same school, are you?" Ji Ziyue felt more and more that there was something strange about these two people.

The two of them were at a loss for words. While they were talking, a woman with unparalleled grace appeared. She exuded a holy aura, like a goddess walking in the world. Her figure was graceful and radiant, attracting countless gazes.

"Sister Yao Xi." Ji Ziyue came to the woman's side.

Yao Xi, the saint of the Holy Land of Light.

The young Taoist priest's eyelids twitched as he thought of the scene after the imperial soldiers collided and were swept away by the turbulent flow of space.

At that time, he was easy to change his appearance and even dressed up as a woman. As a result, he fell into the hands of the other party inexplicably, and a period of grudges and entanglements occurred in the past.

"Duan De? Is he the tomb robber wanted by the Wanchu Holy Land?" Yao Xi smiled charmingly and looked at the two little Taoist priests in front of him with sparkling eyes.

The two little Taoist priests, who had also changed their appearance and also concealed their auras, were shocked and almost suspected that they had been seen through by the other party.

The body of the Ji family's divine king, the Light-Shaking Saint.

Two outstanding figures of the younger generation appeared here. Taoist Master Zhengqi no longer concealed anything and took out a broken bronze bell from his sleeve.

"These are the ancient objects unearthed from the tomb, which record things about the Nine Secrets."

The bronze bell seemed to be broken due to the dissolution of time, exuding a strong ancient meaning, attracting the attention of everyone present.

After detailed investigation, several people determined that the news about the Ninth Secret might indeed be true.

The undisguised actions of a few people on the street were soon known to the descendants of other religious holy places. The younger generation, who were still hesitant and waiting for others to take the lead in testing, took action and arrived outside the former site of Belvedere.

The Holy Son of Dayan Holy Land, Xiang Yifei, the Holy Son of Zifu Holy Land, the Holy Son of Daoyi Holy Land, and even Wanchu Holy Land, which lost their Holy Son, also sent their Saint, Zhao Yanran.

Disciples from various great sects in the Northern Territory, the ancient families of the Eastern Wasteland, and the most powerful Yaoguang Holy Land, Yaochi Holy Land, etc. all came.

Even the demon clan was alarmed, and a younger generation of heroes rushed to take action for the nine secrets of the human race.

Chariots gallop, divine ships cross the sky, immortal palaces float, and Taoist temples appear.

Purple auspicious clouds, divine light and sword light, all kinds of colors intertwined together, and the thick clouds covering the sky were instantly dispersed.

The immeasurable fairy sound came out, and a light and mysterious Taoist rhyme was emitted, like water waves surging, permeating the heaven and earth, purifying large areas of Yin soldiers and Yin horses.

Along the thief cave that Duan De had previously opened and expanded by Yin Bing Yin Ma, a line of dragon sword energy was dazzling, as if it penetrated the sky and the earth, cutting the earth apart, forming a long and narrow rift valley, dividing the underground. The tomb was dismantled, revealing the underground palace deep inside.

The huge city gate leading to the entire underground palace was exposed in front of everyone.

Duan De, who transformed into a Taoist priest, couldn't help but feel frightened when he saw this scene.

Under his gaze, a golden light fell in the distance, and a man with blond hair and a shawl appeared. His eyes were sharp and his momentum was like a rainbow. A weapon as black as ink appeared in his hand, like a sacred mountain, and even the void was shaken. , slowly raised it high, and swung it downwards.

clang.

The gate that had previously blocked Duan De was completely destroyed by this halberd-shaped divine weapon, and was cracked with one blow.

With earth-shaking noises, the two huge city gates were all cracked open.

Without the barrier of the city gate, countless Yin soldiers and Yin horses poured out from the underground palace again.

At this time, the heirs of the Holy Land who had taken action before, as well as other younger generations who had not yet taken action, took action one after another, treating the endless soldiers and horses as nothing, and broke into the gate of the underground palace by their own means.

Ji Haoyue, the Jiang family's divine body, and the Holy Son of Yaoguang, who was recovering from his injuries after being attacked, also appeared and went to the underground palace.

The Saint of Yaochi, Yan Ruyu, a descendant of the Demon Emperor, and Duan De, who directed the scene before him, as well as the young Taoist priest who covered his appearance, also broke in.

And deep in the underground palace, in the ancient coffin shaped like a mountain, a familiar voice also sounded.

"It's noisy."

(End of this chapter)