Chapter 542: The Saint of the Moon Palace
Contaminated with ominousness!
As soon as these words came out, Li Qing's pupils shrank slightly.
To be honest, he doesn’t know much about the specific situation on this side of the Wild West. He only knows that there is a forbidden life place, Yuezhao Ridge, and an immortal force, Zhuyue Palace.
Other than that, he knew nothing more about these two places.
Especially Yuezhaoling, a forbidden land for life. He had heard of this name at most, but for some reason it was called a forbidden land.
"Ominous? How do you say this?" Li Qing's face became a little more solemn.
He was originally looking forward to this monthly event, but his heart suddenly became anxious, fearing that he would be severely punished.
“It seems that fellow Taoist Wuji has been practicing in seclusion for too long and has never heard of these things.”
“Actually, I don’t know the specific situation. No one can figure it out. .”
"But some people say that Yuezhao Ridge is actually a burial pit from an extremely ancient era. Later, this place was shrouded in the moonlight for many years and accumulated a lot of lunar power."
"In short, this forbidden land is quite Once trapped in the evil spirit, even the monks in the alchemy stage will be at risk of death."
At this moment, Li Qing finally had a certain sense of reality about the so-called Yuezhao Ridge.
It is unknown what is buried in the ancient burial pit, but it is illuminated by the moonlight all year round, accumulating the power of the lunar calendar.
The moon is the lunar moon.
If you think about it carefully, it is indeed a bit invasive.
In fact, throughout the ages, this evil forbidden place has indeed swallowed the lives of many monks.
There is a reason why you risk your life even though you know it is a forbidden area.
The reason why this is so is because there are many precious spiritual objects and opportunities in Yuezhao Ridge.
According to rumors, the rise of the first palace master of Zhuyue Palace was related to this.
Since then, this powerful immortal power has been passed down to this day, strictly abiding by the ancestral precepts of the first generation.
For example, never interfere in external disputes, or only recruit female cultivators as disciples.
All kinds of strange reasons are probably related to Yuezhaoling.
After listening to Master Xuan Gu's narration, Li Qing couldn't help but fell silent. His thoughts were swirling in his mind, and he was thinking about whether he should compete for the spiritual objects distributed at the Moon-by-Moon Festival.
Seemingly sensing Li Qing’s inner fear, Master Xuan Gu chuckled and said:
"Haha, Fellow Taoist Wuji doesn't need to be so afraid. In fact, as long as you don't be too greedy, grabbing one or two spiritual objects at the Zhuyue Festival should not have much impact."
" The Zhuyue Palace has been passed down for so many years, and there have been so many Zhuyue events, but only a few accidents have happened.”
At this time, Li Qing was slightly relieved, thinking that it would be better to act according to circumstances.
While the two were talking, they finally arrived at the venue where the grand meeting was held at Zhuyue Palace.
This is the back hill of Zhuyue Palace, surrounded by strange spiritual trees planted one after another.
"These spiritual trees must be moon crown trees, right? A kind of spiritual tree that can only grow in such a strange environment."
Someone told the origin of these trees in one word.
“Yes, in the entire wilderness, probably only Zhuyue Palace and Yuezhao Ridge are suitable for the growth of this kind of strange tree.”
“After hearing about Zhuyue Palace’s Pure Moon Pill and Yue Gong Brewing, It uses the fruits and buds of these spiritual trees as the main materials, but I don’t know whether they are true or false.”
“Hey, look at those old trees, they must be nearly ten thousand years old, right? ! ”
As soon as this call came out, it instantly attracted the attention of countless monks present, and they all followed the sound.
Even Li Qing was no exception. He looked with burning eyes at the deepest part of the back mountain, where three vigorous moon crown trees took root deeply.
These three moon crown trees are very different from other trees. Not only are the trunks covered with layers of old bark, but even the leaves are greener.
In addition, these three old trees also exude a pure spiritual energy.
The most magical thing is that every leaf of these three old trees seems to be breathing in the moonlight.
A spiritual tree that is nearly ten thousand years old!
This is definitely the most precious material for refining wooden magic weapons! There are many monks practicing Mu Dao techniques present, such as Zhenren Mu Long!
After seeing these old moon crown trees, his breathing suddenly became extremely heavy. He stared at the three old trees without blinking, as if his whole body was It's like falling into it.
No way, he is not only a monk who practices Mu Dao, but also has a strong interest in cultivating various spiritual plants.
Back then, he made a deal with Li Qing for a rare Resurrection Grass, and informed Li Qing of a location containing Yin-Yang spiritual liquid.
After seeing these moon crown trees, my mind naturally cannot calm down.
Soon, while everyone was amazed, a bright full moon slowly rose from behind the mountain.
Zhenjun Yuexuan is here!
After seeing this moon disk, everyone had to restrain their burning gaze no matter how much they longed for these moon crown trees.
Only Mu Long's eyes still show reluctance. It is rare for people who love vegetation to be as enthusiastic as him.
Perhaps aware of the mood of the visitors around him, Zhenjun Yue Xuan chuckled and said:
"You have misunderstood. These old trees just look more vigorous, but in fact they are really old. Only a little over five thousand years old."
"These three Yueguan trees are already the maximum age that I can cultivate in Zhuyue Palace."
As soon as these words came out, the first one. The one who didn't believe it was Master Mulong, but after all, he was facing a Nascent Soul Master, so he had no choice but to ask politely:
"Master Yuexuan Palace, these Yueguan trees have a thick layer of old skin on their trunks, and with their dark green leaves, I think they are at least close to nine thousand years old, right?"
Others also nodded subconsciously, which was similar to their views.
They didn’t believe anything a tree that was only five thousand years old looked like this.
However, Zhenjun Yuexuan said calmly:
"About this point, you will understand when I start to receive the moon energy from Yuezhao Ridge."
"I think the moon crown trees that are nearly ten thousand years old can only be found in Yuezhao Ridge. At least I can't grow them in Zhuyue Palace."
Hearing Zhenjun Yuexuan's explanation, others Then he nodded doubtfully and stopped asking any more questions.
The monks present were scattered in various positions under the night sky. The strong ones in the elixir-formation stage and above stood in the air, while the monks in the foundation-building stage stepped on their magic weapons to control the air.
No one fell to the ground. After all, when the time came to compete for the spiritual objects brought from Yuezhao Ridge, it was naturally better to occupy a favorable position early.
Just when everyone was looking forward to it, the monthly event finally began.
I only heard a soft voice resounding from a palace:
"Please give me the moon stone!"
After the voice fell, a series of holy figures like moon palace fairies floated from all directions. Come.
These female cultivators from Zhuyue Palace formed a strange formation, and then began to activate their magic power.
Boom!
The ground in the back mountain began to tremble, and fallen leaves fell from the moon crown trees. They merged with the gauze-like moonlight pouring under the night sky, forming a very artistic picture.
Soon, a milky-white strange stone appeared. As soon as it appeared, it attracted the scattered moonlight around it.
The next moment, all the female cultivators in Zhuyue Palace shouted in unison:
“Welcome the Saint!”
Buzz!
In the main hall of Zhuyue Palace, a slender figure rose into the sky. She stepped on the void, and every step she took was as gentle as a dragonfly touching water, and she flew over at an unhurried speed.
Almost every monk who was invited to the scene couldn't help but look back, wanting to catch a glimpse of the beauty of the contemporary Saint of the Moon Palace.
It was a beautiful face, with poetic and picturesque eyebrows, and skin that was better than snow. It was like a banished fairy who came to the mortal world.
There is a white ribbon dancing in the wind behind her, making her aura look even more extraordinary.
It was such an ethereal woman who easily stole everyone's attention, causing most of the monks to hold their breath.
Li Qing, who was in the crowd, widened his eyes.
It was not because he was deceived by the beauty of this saint, but because he knew this woman!
“It’s her.”
(End of this chapter)