Over the valley, white clouds and mist rolled endlessly.
As time goes by, the momentum within it becomes more and more intense.
In just a moment, dazzling auras of different colors, like flying fish and cranes, appeared one after another.
“Chi Chi Chi”
In an instant, bursts of muffled thunderous sounds rolled in.
In the eyes of Lin Yi and a group of monks, they saw the clouds and mist at the mouth of the valley, and amid the roar of wind and lightning, they gradually presented an amazing whirlpool-like scene.
“This is the formula of three mountains and one water, Zhenzi?”
After the swirling weather gradually stabilized, a tower with the word Xichi suddenly appeared above the mouth of the valley. splendid palace.
But compared to the palace that everyone is paying attention to, what Ji Yi cares about is the illusion surrounding it when the palace appears.
Among the three interlocking green mountains, a long river flows slowly through.
Although due to the whirlpool gate at the entrance of the valley at this moment, this pattern disappeared after a few short breaths.
However, for Lin Yi, even though the pattern is slightly different from the painting on the Qimu stone tablet.
But overall, it is roughly the same.
At this moment, Ji Yi clearly felt his heartbeat, which started to beat rapidly.
"No wonder, no wonder that Cangmu Taoist was so determined to obtain the Qimu Stone Tablet. Its importance is not only a magical power, but also"
Just as he was thinking this, an extremely astonishing spiritual pressure suddenly swept over from a distance.
The momentum was already stronger than that of the Nascent Soul cultivator, and it carried a vast power of heaven and earth.
“Shen Transformation Monk.”
Jin Yi’s pupils shrank and he looked back suddenly.
I saw a black escaping light, like ink rendering, making the distant sky have a gloomy meaning, rushing towards them.
"Let's go!"
Not far away, amid the horrified words of Master Mu Shuo, the two Nascent Soul monks from the Tianji Gate immediately rushed towards the Whirlpool Gate at the entrance of the valley.
At the same time, Taoist Yinxu from the Yin Gui Sect was not to be outdone, and he and the two people beside him flew out in unison.
Buzz!
With the sound of several buzzing sounds, the figures of the five people suddenly disappeared into the Whirlpool Gate like stones submerged in the lake.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, what should we do now, return or advance?"
Looking at the figures stepping into the whirlpool door, or flying towards the surrounding mountains and forests, trying to avoid the transformed gods. With the arrival of the monk, Xing Yuanzi's expression became extremely solemn.
The ancient inheritance of the Xichi Secret Realm is indeed extremely tempting. If you can obtain it, you may have the opportunity to step into the realm of divine transformation.
But if so, the person competing with them for the opportunity is the cultivator of the God Transformation.
To be honest, Xing Yuanzi still wants to live a few more years.
"Enter the secret realm."
But now is obviously not the time to consider retreating. As the god-transformation monk continued to approach, under the increasingly huge spiritual pressure, Lin Yi immediately moved towards the whirlpool door at the mouth of the valley. Rush away.
Originally, he still had doubts in his heart.
After all, Sun De, the god-transformation monk on Yanhuo Island, once said that even if the god-transformation monk steps into the secret realm of Xichi, he will be greatly restricted if he wants to display all his cultivation skills. .
However, when he saw the Yuanying monk who failed to win over Xing Yuanzi three days ago, when he was about to leave, he was intercepted by the god-transforming monk.
Moreover, in the midst of a desperate roar, he was shot by a giant sunny hand and exploded into a ball of blood mist in mid-air.
Jin Yi no longer had any doubts in his heart, and quickly pulled Xing Yuanzi into it. Inside the Whirlpool Gate.
After all, there is no room for him to make a choice now.
This unfamiliar monk who transformed into gods has blocked the way for all the Nascent Soul monks present to leave. "However, I don't have no chance."
The moment he stepped into the whirlpool door, Ji Yi looked at the still vague figure of the transformed spirit and thought to himself.
“If this place is really related to the Zhenzi Jue described on the Qi Mu Stone Stele, once this person steps into this secret realm, it is absolutely impossible to exert the power of transforming into a god.”
"Puff, puff."
In an instant, one after another the escaping lights stepped into the vortex gate of the valley.
Except for the Nascent Soul monk who was first photographed as a blood mist, no one was an exception.
"He ran very fast."
After no more people were seen in front of the entire valley, a boy wearing a dark green robe with a jade-like face was seen stopping in front of the Whirlpool Gate.
"I have been waiting for a thousand years, and now I have finally found you."
You may have the appearance of a nine-year-old boy, but your words are old-fashioned.
If someone can still look at him at this moment, he can feel a sense of vicissitudes of life in his eyes.
Uh-huh!
The next moment, this person took one step forward and stepped straight into the vortex gate of the valley.
After this person's figure disappeared, the operation of the entire Whirlpool Gate seemed to have reached a certain limit.
Just for a cup of tea, the whirlpool slowly dissipated.
In a huge palace, with a flash of inspiration, the figures of Ji Yi and Xing Yuanzi appeared.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, do you think that person can follow?"
As soon as these words came out, no matter who came in first, the monks of Tianjimen and Yingui Sect, led by Master Mu Shuo and Taoist Yinxu, etc.
The other Nascent Soul cultivators who followed behind all turned pale.
“If Mu Shuo’s perception is not wrong, that figure should be Xuanming Boy, a powerful god-forming boy from the northern area of the Tiannan Immortal Realm.
This person behaves erratically, moodily, and has no trace of his emotions at all. Regardless of whether the big one bullies the small ones, perhaps the fellow Taoists who came in later should have seen the ruthlessness of his Xuanming Divine Light.”
Looking at the panic-looking Nascent Soul cultivators, Master Mu Shuo from the Tianji Sect looked around and spoke.
"It doesn't matter if you haven't seen it. Just pray that you don't meet that person in the passage in the Siji Palace."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Shuo said Together with another Tianjimen monk, they flew towards a portal to the east of the palace.
There was a wooden sign marked above the door, and inside was a deep corridor. Even with the help of his clear eyes, Lin Yi could not see what was at the end.
I only knew that Taoist Mu Shuo and the monk from Tianji Sect disappeared completely after a burst of wood-attribute spiritual energy shortly after stepping into the corridor.
"The four poles of Xuanmen, there is no dependence on life or death."
Watching the Yinxu Taoist and others from the Yin Gui Sect and the monks from the Liuyu Palace each choose a long corridor and step into it, Lin Yi looked at the four poles palace and warned. As he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but move slightly.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, which way should we go?
It seems that every passage in the Xuanmen Siji Pass corresponds to a door with a certain attribute?"
See Lin Yi's face remained calm, and Xing Yuanzi, feeling that time was running out, asked quickly.
"Go to the Southern Fire Gate!"
At that moment, Ji Yi said without any hesitation.
Seeing this, Xing Yuanzi also quickly followed.
(End of this chapter)