"Fellow Daoist Gu, how much of your Huoyang Pill is left? If you continue to take it so frequently, I'm afraid it will be difficult to reach the Xiaoji Palace. In the subsequent hail areas, the difficulty of walking will increase several times."
A middle-aged man in front of him, his whole body shrouded in a dark yellow light shield, said calmly without looking back, as if he had a clear understanding of the situation behind him.
"Brother Gu, don't worry, there are enough spare elixirs, we will be able to get through here."
The monk who took the medicine was a young man in his twenties. He smiled reluctantly and seemed to be slightly afraid of middle-aged people.
The middle-aged man expressed satisfaction with this, flashed his light, and moved forward boldly. The wind and snow didn't seem to have any effect on him.
The rest of the people hurriedly followed, as if only this person could lead them to their destination.
However, after taking a few steps, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped and looked up in surprise.
Seeing this, others also raised their heads and saw a light cyan figure emerging from the sky in the wind and snow. The strange thing is that in the thirty to forty-foot space centered on him, the wind and snow can't invade it.
It was precisely because of this abnormal situation that the middle-aged man saw the man in the sky. Everyone changed their colors in shock and became wary. Those who can ignore the restricted air restrictions here must be monks above the elixir formation stage.
Could it be that this person is a legendary Yuanying monk, or a high-ranking figure in Xiaoji Palace, but his clothes are similar to ordinary people.
Everyone looked at each other with fear in their hearts.
"You want to enter Xiaoji Palace?"
The golden figure suddenly spoke with a young voice.
Although the middle-aged man is not highly cultivated, he has extensive knowledge. He immediately woke up after hearing the voice, saluted respectfully and replied:
"Junior Gu Tianqi is a trial disciple. What are your instructions, senior?"
The middle-aged man spoke sincerely and looked respectful.
"You are quite discerning. This place is quite strange. Why are you so sure of the direction?"
The purple figure spoke calmly, as if he was just asking casually.
The middle-aged man was relieved when he heard this, but still responded respectfully:
"Seniors may not know this when they first arrived at Beiming Island. This area has been covered by the Forbidden Formation of Xiaoji Palace. This formation uses the famous rare treasure 'Phantom Stone' in the world of immortality as the formation eye, which can cause the monks' spiritual thoughts to become confused and difficult to find. Get the Xiaoji Palace. I bought the Dingyuan Tablet at Entrance Square Market and will not get lost if I follow this guide.”
"Ding Yuan Pai!" The figure in green and purple clothes was slightly stunned.
"Exactly this thing. Although it is not a precious magic weapon, it needs the guarantee of a person with good reputation to buy it from Xiaoji Palace Shop, and only thirty pieces are sold in a year. They will expire the next year. Just in case, I bought two pieces. This piece is a gift. To you. I hope you will accept it.”
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, he shook his sleeves and a light yellow disc slipped from his palm.
The purple figure touched his beard, smiled, and then grabbed it without hesitation.
As the yellow light flashed, the Ding Yuan Plate fell into his hand.
This person is Yan Yun, who arrived at Beiming Iceland after a long journey of half a month.
I originally thought that with my own magical power, I could easily pass through the restricted area and reach the Xiaoji Palace.
However, after entering this area, his spiritual thoughts repeatedly made mistakes and he was unable to find the Xiaoji Palace.
This made him feel nervous and quite annoyed.
Because the purpose of his trip is to find someone, if not, there is no problem in breaking the restriction by force.
Just as Yan Yun was thinking about other countermeasures, he happened to meet everyone in front of him.
"Are they your accomplices?"
Yan Yun examined the disk in his hand, put it in his pocket with a flash of golden light, turned to look at the people behind him, and asked.
"All of you Taoist friends have met each other recently. They all want to worship in Xiaoji Palace, so we go together. What's wrong?"
Gu Tianqi was stunned and looked worried.
"It's not inappropriate, it's just that one of them is different."
Yan Yun stared at a beautiful female cultivator below and said coldly.
"What do you mean?" Gu Tianqi was confused.
"Isn't it inappropriate for a monster to be mixed in here?" Yan Yun said lightly with a slight smile on his lips.
"Monster?" Gu Tianqi's expression suddenly changed and he hurriedly turned to the female cultivator.
The other monks were also horrified and took a few steps back with shock on their faces.
"Senior, please don't joke. I am a descendant of the Ning family in Shuang County, and I am definitely not a monster."
The young woman's eyes widened and she hurriedly defended herself.
"Yes, senior! You may have misunderstood. Fellow Daoist Ning is indeed a member of the Ning family, and I have met her many times."
The young man who took the elixir saw this and couldn't help but defend him.
The other monks also showed doubts.
Yan Yun turned a deaf ear and smiled contemptuously:
"How dare you deceive me! Show yourself!"
As soon as Yan Yun finished speaking, he waved his wrist lightly, and a light flashed above the young female cultivator's head. A giant cyan palm appeared out of thin air and quickly grabbed downwards.
The face of the female cultivator, who was originally full of grievances, changed suddenly when she saw this. Her fear instantly subsided and turned into a look of cold resentment.
Her body swayed and turned into a giant leaping into the sky. In an instant, she was already flying into the air more than twenty feet away.
Such an astonishing speed cannot be possessed by monks in the Qi Refining Stage, and even monks in the Pill Formation Stage can hardly match it.
Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, waved his sleeves and robe, and a ray of yellow light shot out of the air. It disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, but then appeared strangely above the female cultivator's head, turning into a magic wand about a foot long.
Under the urging of Yan Yun's magic formula, the magic wand shook slightly and expanded rapidly, forming a phantom several feet in size, which was suddenly smashed down.
The young female cultivator was so frightened that it was too late to escape. She could only open her mouth and spray out a ball of black demonic energy to try to block it for a moment.
However, there was a loud "boom", yellow light flashed, and the black energy instantly dissipated, failing to cause any hindrance to the magic wand.
The shadow of the magic wand struck heavily on the female cultivator's spiritual cap. The female cultivator screamed and her body rolled to the ground.
However, at almost the same moment, a faint black shadow flew out of the female cultivator's body, hovering before burrowing into the ground.
At this time, there was a loud thunder, and a golden power grid suddenly appeared above the black shadow. Before it could react, it fell like lightning.
Then there were continuous explosions, and the black demonic figure was swallowed up by the golden light without even letting out a cry.
This series of lightning-fast changes made everyone present stunned. Yan Yun stretched out his hand and summoned it, and the magic wand trembled slightly, returned to its original state, and flew back into his sleeve.
Then, he threw a light blue vial with his backhand and shot it towards Gu Tianqi. The middle-aged monk subconsciously took the bottle. "The pill in the bottle may help you pass through this place smoothly, in exchange for your fortune telling."
Yan Yun said expressionlessly, and then the green light all over his body turned into a dazzling dragon and flew away, disappearing in the wind and snow in the sky.
The middle-aged monk suddenly understood, holding the vial tightly in his hand, with an ecstatic look on his face.
The onlookers also exclaimed in amazement. It turned out that the young female nun had gradually regained consciousness.
The blow just now didn't seem to cause any substantial harm to her.
At this moment, Yan Yun was galloping towards Xiaoji Palace according to the guidance of the disc in his hand, but he couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart.
What was hidden in the body of the young woman just now was the distraction of a high-level monster, with strength reaching at least the eighth level monster level.
This monster is quite cunning. It actually used some kind of magic to quietly attach its consciousness into the body of the female cultivator, but the female cultivator was completely unaware of it.
If this situation develops, after they actually leave the area, if the disciples of Xiaoji Palace are slightly negligent, the demon may use the woman's body to cover up and successfully sneak into Xiaoji Palace.
Because of this, Yan Yun decided to take action to eliminate the demon soul's thoughts and prevent it from causing trouble on Beiming Island.
However, this demon has gone to great lengths to disguise itself as a human. Is its purpose just to find the cold marrow?
According to Yan Yun's understanding, the theft of cold marrow has never occurred in Xiaoji Palace. If it continues for such a long time without being noticed, it can only mean that there is something hidden.
Yan Yun had doubts in his heart, so he quickly crossed the area with the escape light and entered the unknown territory swept by hail.
Those hailstones were so pure that they tapped the shield and made a low impact sound, like the collision of boulders.
However, with Yan Yun's strength, these hailstones are nothing to fear.
After half an hour of flying, Yan Yun's eyes suddenly became clear. The hail and wind and snow disappeared, and he successfully escaped from that area.
Not far ahead stands an ice city built on the mountain.
Viewed from a distance, the whole city shines brightly, showing colorful colors under the sunlight. The white mist surrounding it adds a sense of mystery to the whole city. It is like a fairyland descending on the earth, no less than the world. buildings in.
Seeing this, Yan Yun couldn't help showing surprise.
However, his sight was quickly attracted by the majestic mountain behind the ice city.
For ordinary people, this mountain is extremely huge, about a thousand feet high, but compared with the Kunwu Mountain that I have seen before, it is still insignificant.
However, what shocked Yan Yun was not the height of the mountain, but its straightness and the glistening surface, as if covered with a thick layer of ice.
If it weren't for the occasional green spots on the top of the mountain, Yan Yun would have mistakenly thought that the mountain was entirely made of ice.
Although he had Ming and Qing eyesight, Yan Yun could not clearly see the specific situation on the top of the mountain due to the distance. He could only vaguely see a group of colorful buildings, which must be the legendary Xiaoji Palace.
Yan Yun stared at the ice city and mountains in the distance, but did not go there immediately.
Because the glacier area between Bingcheng and him seemed ordinary, but in fact it was hidden. Various invisible restrictions quietly existed. Yan Yun relied on his profound knowledge of formations to clearly sense the dangers therein.
Once someone breaks in rashly, the ban will be triggered and serious consequences will occur.
Just when Yan Yun left the previous area, several escaping lights rushed out of the ice city and headed straight for where he was, apparently having already foreseen his arrival.
Yan Yun frowned and suddenly remembered something. He lowered his head to check the Dingyuan Plate in his hand, and a look of enlightenment appeared on his face.
It turns out that this Dingyuan Pan not only has the function of guiding the direction, but also allows the disciples of Xiaoji Palace to keep track of the holder's whereabouts at any time.
Just as he started to sort out his thoughts, a few streaks of speeding light landed in front of him in an instant.
There were only three people coming, all wearing plain white robes. One of them was a burly man who had reached the Alchemy Stage, while the two women were in the Foundation Stage.
The man, who was about thirty years old, was quite handsome. After glancing at Yan Yun, he was surprised and quickly paid respect to him, raised his hands and asked:
"I am Shi Yun, Supervisor of External Affairs of Arctic Palace. I would like to ask your Excellency what your honor is, and why you are here to visit me this time?"
The monk of the North Pole Palace had already noticed Yan Yun emerging gracefully from the stormy weather from afar.
Although he had already guessed that the other party was not an ordinary person, but at this moment it was confirmed that the other party was indeed at the Nascent Soul level, and he was also an unknown mid-level monk, which made him feel nervous.
"There is no need to say more about my identity. I came to your palace this time mainly to visit my friends. I am fortunate to have a close relationship with an elder of your palace."
Yan Yun replied in a calm tone.
"Uncle, sir? Forgive me for being presumptuous. I don't know which sir you are looking for. I will inform you immediately."
Hearing what Yan Yun said, Shi Yun immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then responded with a respectful attitude.
"Fairy Bai Yaoyi has interacted with me several times. I wonder if she is still in the palace now."
Yan Yun stated slowly.
"It turns out to be Master Bai! Master is not out at the moment, but seems to be in retreat. Please allow me to immediately send a transmission note to inform Master. Please wait for a moment."
After Shi Yun learned that Yan Yun had mentioned Bai Yaoyi's name accurately, his uneasiness dissipated a lot, so he quickly released a transmission note in front of Yan Yun.
During this period, Yan Yun always maintained a calm and composed posture, standing quietly in the same place, but his eyes began to carefully observe the distant scene.
Seeing this situation, the young man's eyes flashed with curiosity, his face was full of smiles, and he was about to speak again.
However, at this moment, a dazzling red light soared into the sky from the wind and snow area behind Yan Yun, only more than a hundred feet away from Yan Yun and others.
Immediately afterwards, a slight exclamation came from the red light. The red light suddenly turned and sped towards Yan Yun and others.
Before he could get closer, a burst of heroic laughter came out from the red light.
"Is this fellow Taoist here to visit a friend in this palace? I wonder if Mr. Ren will be lucky enough to get to know you by your surname."
The light gradually faded, and a pale young man appeared in front of Yan Yun. However, his hair turned gray, and his eyes flashed with a deep sense of vicissitudes of life.
Yan Yun frowned slightly and carefully studied the man in front of him for a while. With a quick glance of his consciousness, he discovered that this man was actually a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. This surprised him.
However, before Yan Yun could speak, Shi Yun on the side took a step forward with a face full of joy, crossed his hands on his chest, and said respectfully:
"Disciple Shi Yun, I want to pay my respects to Master Uncle Bi. I wonder if everything goes well for Master Uncle!"
"My surname is Yan. I had an agreement with Fairy Bai before, so I came here specially to fulfill this promise." Yan Li cupped his hands with a calm expression.
"So you are Brother Yan? That Fairy White...could it be that you are Junior Sister Bai Yaoyi?" The monk surnamed Ren pondered for a moment and then said slowly with an expression of sudden realization. (End of chapter)