PFC Chapter 163 Forbidden Palace
Chapter 163 Forbidden Palace
Tu Shantingxiu walked a few steps and reminded, "This is the legendary mountain climbing path. As long as the Yuanying realm does not rely on treasures and walks to the top of the mountain, they can get a bamboo card that symbolizes their identity, and they can use it to join the outer courtyard of any force."
The Dali Dynasty has been in existence for a thousand years, so even if one were picking up scraps, he would definitely have quite a few of these certification bamboo plates.
Abbot Huiyin also has connections with the Wenshu Monastery in the upper realm. Does he really need this kind of bamboo plaque? Only people like the Eight Great Generals and Lang Feiyue, who are from unknown major domains, would believe it.
"It is rumored that the guardian here is a core disciple from the Tianwu Sect." Since they are all in the same world, Fragrant Concubine Tushan Tingxiu is more or less willing to reveal some information.
"Then why did you give up this place?" The aura of this Nascent Soul Stage cultivator was declining, and he only had thirty years left to live at most. He broke into this place just to get the elixir that would prolong his life.
He had only recently heard about the fusion of the two domains.
It turns out that there are immortals guarding above his head, and the Nascent Soul is not a very powerful existence in the upper realm.
"Does Grand Master know the reason?" Tu Shan Tingxiu asked with a smile. She knew very well that Grand Master Wen really had no one to back him up.
After learning the truth, King Li began to live a life of drunkenness and debauchery, hoping to resist, to contact his clan members, to fight back, and to establish a divine dynasty.
But now, the only person he can rely on and trust is the Fragrant Concubine Tu Shan Tingxiu.
Master Wen hesitated for a moment, "I don't know, but I guess it may be related to the destruction of Hengshan Sect eight hundred years ago."
The Hengshan Sect is the most powerful sect in the world. I heard that the ancestor is a figure as great as the sky, with a long life span and immortality.
Tu Shan Tingxiu nodded, her tone gentle, her eyes moving over him. Master Wen did have talent, but unfortunately his foundation was still a little weak. He was probably just striving for the qualification to enter the outer courtyard.
"The defender of this area is from the Tianwu Sect. I heard that he has mobilized the entire sect to attack the Tianlong Sect because of the Hengshan Sect's matter."
Master Wen nodded slowly: "It seems that the Tianwu Sect has either been destroyed or the situation is not very good, otherwise other forces would not be able to reach out."
Then... everyone's faces blushed. They were still more than 800 meters away from the top of the mountain, but they couldn't walk anymore.
This is embarrassing. These people are all top people in the Dali area, but now they can't even walk on the normal mountain road.
Some people, like Zhang Song, may take this opportunity to strengthen their bones.
There are also people like Lang Feiyue, who have spiritual weapons and trump cards, but they will not reveal them easily. Anyway, no one goes up.
Zhang Song smiled, and walked up slowly and firmly, with Madam Bai Gu following beside him.
First come, first served, whoever goes up first gets to take a bite first.
Master Wen raised a large seal behind his head. This was not the Master's seal, but a tiger talisman passed down from ancient times, a high-level spiritual weapon.
If the spiritual weapons in Zhang Song's Ruyi Plate were taken apart, I'm afraid most of them would be better than this one.
Tu Shan Tingxiu's entire body was glowing, from head to toe. She had three spiritual weapons and four high-level treasures that dazzled the eyes and made people know what wealth was.
Looking at her young husband who did not stop nor raise his spiritual weapon, Mrs. Bai Gu's watery eyes were filled with admiration and pride.
"Husband, why don't you use a spiritual weapon? I'm afraid your spiritual weapon is almost a fairy weapon."
Looking at her eyes moving around and her moaning, he really couldn't help himself and stretched out his fingers to pinch her white and delicate nose.
"That is now a magical weapon."
"Besides, if the place where I practice is attacked by the local natives holding spiritual weapons, I may not be interested in the things here."
Sure enough, after passing the opponent, there was still a distance of 300 meters, and it was difficult for either Master Wen or Tu Shan Tingxiu to go any further.
Everyone felt relieved. It didn’t matter whether they got it or not, but they also wanted others not to get it.
Zhang Song walked up slowly without stopping. He had a magic weapon and the innate Book of Earth in his hand. As long as he was willing to use them, he could definitely go up quickly.
Xiang Fei widened her beautiful eyes, and a look of surprise and disbelief appeared on her face, which had been pretending to be indifferent. This was the place where the guardian had originally lived.
"Well, Master Zhang, if you can see a Sky Fox bone, I, no, I am willing to pay a large sum of money to buy it."
Tushan Tingxiu became anxious, and the beacon fire of Jiuzhou was lit. Although many treasures appeared, they were obviously too few compared with the huge Jiuzhou.
Anyone with a keen eye could have figured out that these things must have been in the hands of the Dali Dynasty long ago.
King Li was also wronged. Only Tushan Tingxiu knew that since he was in charge here, he would naturally collect everything he could see and pick up. Even if he could not use it, wouldn't it be nice to reward his family during the New Year and other festivals?
Master Wen glanced at Zhang Song, then at the weak Madam Zhang, and was speechless.
It seemed like the couple didn't care about this place at all.
"Zhang, Master Zhang."
"Master."
Zhang Song stopped. He and Grand Tutor Wen were in a cooperative relationship. Even if he really found ten spirit stones here, he would give half of them to the Grand Tutor's Mansion.
"If you can find a bronze plaque inside, please give it to me."
Zhang Song pondered for a moment and nodded. The bamboo badge represented the status of an outer courtyard disciple, and the bronze badge represented the status of an inner courtyard, or a registered disciple.
“Master Zhang.” Elder Monk Huiyin blushed and lowered his head: “If you find an eight-armed Buddha statue…”
When the old monk finished speaking, even Lang Feiyue, who was ten steps behind, leaned forward and smiled ingratiatingly: "..."
"stop!"
Zhang Song: "We don't know what's going on up there, nor what's inside, but you guys know exactly what's inside."
Everyone blushed, even someone like Master Wen, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes, felt a little embarrassed.
"I'll go take a look first. If there's anything you want, I won't keep it for myself."
Several people smiled. Zhang Song's credibility was still good. Otherwise, Master Wen would not have called Zhang Song, an outsider, instead of his old brothers.
"Now you can go to any force's outer courtyard without any problem."
Zhang Song nodded and said seriously: "Then let's go to Skull Mountain. I heard that the scenery there is beautiful, with rippling water and the sky reflecting the blue sky, white clouds, green mountains and green trees. It is beautiful beyond words."
"The mountains are beautiful, the water is beautiful, and the people are even more beautiful." Zhang Song muttered.
Madam Bai Gu glared at him and tapped him gently on the ribs with her small hand.
If we really find those things, should we bring them back to them?
When Zhang Song reached the top of the mountain, his eyes lit up. In the distance there was mist and clouds, and towering mountains stood in the mist.
There are luxurious palaces on the top of the peak, which are magnificent and splendid. The palaces are scattered on the top of the peak, and each one exudes a luxurious atmosphere. The magnificent roofs sparkle in the sun, like a golden ocean, rippling in the breeze. Exquisite carvings and complex patterns can be clearly seen in every corner of the palace, telling of endless splendor and glory.