Eternal gate

The Dead Sea Underground Palace is peaceful and quiet.

Cang Long held the immortal war halberd in his arms, silently in a daze.

He didn't know how many words he said.

When he arrived, he couldn't summon the consciousness of the battle halberd.

Zhao Yun squatted in front of the altar, peeking inch by inch, occasionally raising his eyes to glance at the sky. The sky said that on a full moon night, there would be a chance to reveal the fairy cave under the altar.

Calculating the time, it’s just a day or two.

"How could the Demon Lord's weapon be in your hands?" I don't know when I heard Cang Qiong say this.

"Junior has been to the Demon Realm and got it accidentally." Zhao Yun replied. Not only the Immortal Halberd, but also the Demon Heart Mirror, Xuanwu Black Magic Armor and the Demon Dragon Sword were all with him, but he had not taken them out.

"You and my Demon Realm are indeed destined." Cang Qiong smiled.

After a simple dialogue, the two fell into silence again.

One was in a daze holding his halberd.

One walked around the altar, scratching his head and ears.

After a long time, Zhao Yun got off the altar, took the wine bottle casually, and did not forget to hand one to Qiang Qiong.

Qian Qiong took it and only smelled the aroma of the wine greedily.

In his current state, he is a mummified corpse and cannot drink wine.

"Senior, the Demon King is also an alchemist, right?" Perhaps out of boredom, Zhao Yun found a topic.

"Yes." Cang Qiong nodded lightly.

"Then, has he ever refined the elixir of immortality?" Zhao Yun asked tentatively.

"I have practiced to resurrect Xiao Jiu." Cang Qiong did not hide anything.

"Xiao...Nine?"

"The Ninth Demon General: Fu Xian." When Cang Qiong said this name, his eyes were full of tenderness.

"Not for the Demon Queen?" Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment, and it was different from the rumors.

"Is she worthy?"

Speaking of the Demon Queen, Cang Qiong's tone became even colder.

Zhao Yun laughed dryly. This man must have hated the Demon Queen very much. He seemed to be unable to hear these two words, so he hurriedly changed the subject and asked, "Can the Demon Lord refine the elixir of immortality?"

"It's refined." Cang Qiong's tone softened a bit.

Moon God squinted after hearing this for a while, what your Demon Lord was practicing must be a fake!

She doesn't believe it, but Mr. Zhao does! His eyes sparkled when he heard this. Either he was a demon king, or he was a very generous man. The legendary elixir of immortality was refined by him.

"Is the Buddha Land still there?" This time, it was Cangqiong who asked.

"Honestly, no one knows where the Buddha Land is yet." Zhao Yun coughed dryly.

Over the years, many secret sects have been lost.

This huge Buddha land has long since disappeared from the world.

But he firmly believed that as long as the incense continued, the Buddha Land would still be there, but it would not be known to the world. Prajna was a good proof that she would probably know where the Buddha Land was.

Prajna knows it, and the person in front of him must also know it.

"Western Sea." Zhao Yun seemed to be confused, and the sky gave him an answer.

"Is there a sea in the west?" Zhao Yun murmured in his heart. At least there is no sea in the west of Daxia. Perhaps, there was one eight thousand years ago. Due to changes in the terrain, the sea turned into a mulberry field.

Buzz!

Just as he was talking, the entire underground palace buzzed.

Zhao Yun subconsciously raised his eyes and could clearly see the sea water. There were turbulent waves and rolling waves. There were also wisps of light flying indistinctly. There were also formations that seemed to be looming.

"Immortal formation?" Zhao Yun murmured.

"To be precise, it is an immortal-level killing array." Cangqiong said leisurely, "The entire forbidden area is in this array, which is not beyond the Tianwu realm. Whoever enters will be buried. I have seen too many of them over the endless years."

"That senior is so powerful that he was able to bring me in."

"The Immortal Formation has flaws, and every once in a while, there will be a crack." Cang Qiong said slowly, "The time is just right, you happen to be at the edge of the forbidden area, and I pulled you in through that crack. "

"Senior, this metaphor is very vivid." Zhao Yun took a deep breath.

Cang Qiong glanced sideways at Zhao Yun, "You're thinking too much!"

"If thunder is drawn from here, can this forbidden area be reduced to rubble?" Zhao Yun touched his chin and muttered. The immortal-level killing array is terrifying, but the power of thunder is not bad. If you can get the treasure of the immortal family, maybe you can If you use this method to get out, even if it doesn't work, you can still open a bigger crack.

He closed his eyes, took a bottle of spiritual juice, and put the eye drops. During the auction in Fiery City, his eyes were blinded due to backlash. Now he has regained his clarity, but his pupil power is lacking. The spiritual juice replenishes his pupil power.

"There is actually a heavenly eye." Cang Qiong said in his heart.

"Senior, have you ever seen a kind of iron box?" Zhao Yun asked again while dripping the spiritual juice.

"Which one are you talking about?"

"The square one, completely black, the material is very hard, similar to black black iron, and the front, back, left and right are engraved with secret patterns such as blue dragon, white tiger, red bird and black basalt."

"The Eight Pagodas are a seal unique to Buddhism and the highest-level seal in Buddhism." Cang Qiong said calmly, "These seals are very bloody and will dismember the sealed person into eight pieces and seal them in eight different parts." The iron box, supplemented by secret patterns, is called the Eight-part Pagoda."

"It's actually a Buddhist masterpiece." Zhao Yun was a little surprised.

It seems that his guess is not false at all. That kind of iron box is really a seal. What kind of terrible person is that, so that the Buddhist family invites the highest-level seal.

He could not imagine that the Buddhists, who kept saying they were compassionate, could be so ruthless that they could even kill him! It's over once and for all. How much hatred is there to dismember the seal? Do you want that person to be deprived of reincarnation forever?

"Why, have you seen it before?" Cang Qiong raised his eyebrows.

"See if I have lost my Heavenly Eye now. It's because of the backlash from the iron box." Zhao Yun pointed to his left eye, "There is a head inside. When I looked, the head actually opened its eyes."

"Can you see through the eight pagodas?" Cang Qiong looked unbelieving.

"My eyes can see through things."

"Then you usually get nosebleeds a lot."

"Juniors still have to face it."

"Since I can see through it, can I know who the sealed person is?" Cang Qiong asked.

"I want to know too." Zhao Yun shrugged, "It's blurry, so I just got a rough idea."

After saying that, he looked at the sky again, "Senior, have you heard this?"

Cang Qiong shook his head gently, "In my memory, the Buddhists have never touched the Eight-Bud Pagoda. From what you said, the person who was dismembered and sealed should be a person with great supernatural powers, and he is still alive."

"It can't be your Demon Lord!" Zhao Yun whispered.

"When you look at the iron box, does the immortal war halberd react?" Cang Qiong asked hurriedly.

"Very honest."

"Then it's not the Demon Lord. If it is the Demon Lord, the halberd will definitely react."

"Right."

Zhao Yun said, he consciously took back the halberd and stuffed it into the magic ring. It is for you to see, not for you. The immortal halberd is mine, and this magic ring is also mine. .

The sky is squinting again.

I don’t know why, but seeing this public face makes my hands itch inexplicably.

Mr. Zhao was also interesting. He glanced at the sky and paid special attention to a certain part. He had been sealed for eight thousand years. This senior must have been depressed. He just didn't know if that thing could still be used. Don't be careless. Broken, that's all, going to the palace on some errand.

Qiang Qiong took a deep breath and felt that his whole body was chilly. He wanted to cover it up, but after thinking about it, he forgot about it. He was now a mummy, as if he was no different from being naked.

No problem.

Although this body has been destroyed, there is still need to find another body.

He has a trace of his remnant soul, which has been buried in the corpse. It is only a matter of time before he can be resurrected.

Zhao Yun walked away again and went to demolish the house.

There are treasures in this underground palace, such as the iron pillars supporting the beams, which are made of black iron. The copper pillars that locked the sky earlier are also made of extraordinary materials. If they are moved back and melted, they can be cast into weapons.

In addition, there are stone tables, chairs, blue bricks and tiles.

Whatever can be moved away, nothing is left behind.

It was a good underground palace, but only the beams were left. If it wasn't for robbers, no one would believe it. Even if they were robbers, they couldn't move it as cleanly as he did.

Cangqiong looked at the words seriously.

There were no such motivated talents in their time.

Such progressive talents would have been strangled to death at birth in their time.

"With this descendant..."

Thousands of words are spoken, but these are the only words left in the sky.

Soon, Mr. Zhao finished his sweep and took out the Longyuan Sword. He danced in the underground palace. He was still multi-tasking. While dancing with the sword, he was training his body, tempering his soul, and studying martial arts. His eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the sky. How talented is this guy, and he's not afraid of going crazy?

Times have really changed.

Eight thousand years later, there really was a monster...who was at the same level as the Demon King at the same time.

This young man is definitely not a creature in the pool, and perhaps, he may even surpass the Demon Lord.

Two days passed quietly.

Zhao Yun was not idle for two days.

The good times are spent practicing martial arts.

The sky was much quieter, just like a dead corpse, sitting there motionless, not because he didn't want to move, but because it was very difficult to move. After all, there was only a trace of his soul left, and his body had long been lifeless.

Night falls.

Zhao Yun put away his sword and invited the handsome lady out.

Chu Lan slept peacefully, and the fake death pill was long-lasting and could last for eight or nine days.

"Your wife?" Cang Qiong glanced at her.

"A very good senior." Zhao Yun chuckled.

"That's what I'm saying! Such a good little cabbage."

"She is at the pinnacle of quasi-heaven, but there is an evil spirit hidden in her body."

"Due to evil spirits, all my cultivation has been lost!" Cang Qiong revealed the mystery with one word.

"Is it really caused by evil spirits?" Zhao Yun asked hurriedly.

"Just one evil spirit cannot make her lose all her cultivation." Cang Qiong looked at it and said slowly, "There must be other reasons, such as skills, blood, and many other reasons."

"Senior, can there be a way to restore her cultivation?" Zhao Yun looked full of hope.

"When it's time to come back, you will come back." Cang Qiong's words are profound.

To be honest, he didn't know how to restore his cultivation.

However, he is an eight-thousand-year-old antique. It would be very shameful to say that he did not know.

Just as he was talking, a ray of bright moonlight shot into the underground palace.

The sky is filled with spirit.

Zhao Yun also became energetic.

That ray of moonlight was very strange, shining on the altar impartially.

Afterwards, there was a strange fluctuation that ordinary people could not detect.

"You can smell it." Cang Qiong smiled.

"It is indeed the breath of immortality." Zhao Yun chuckled, accepted the handsome girl, and Ma Liu rushed over. The sky did not lie to him, there really is a universe under this altar, maybe it is really the cave of the immortal family.