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The winding path is secluded, suddenly open, from the side door left through the noon gate, the first step out of the wooden door to look up, the majestic palace gate in the distance, so that everyone's mind is filled with magnificent and magnificent four words.

Under the architectural technique of double eaves, the giant palace gate standing in the distance is splendid, the carved eaves of different beasts, the giant elephant towers, the steps of hundreds of layers are tight and tight, looking from the bottom to the top, the top is covered with heavy eaves resting on the top of the mountain, and the lower is the white marble pedestal, the beam fang and other components are applied to the seal color painting.

The plaque with gold characters on the blue background of Taihe Gate is hung on the high place of the palace gate, but the font that should have been shining is now dim, but this still can't hide his original lofty and noble status.

This is still just the gate of the first palace after entering the Forbidden City, walking through the square after the Taihe Gate is the real Taihe Palace, and now a palace gate is so huge and majestic, it is really hard to imagine what kind of gas swallowing should be if the entire Forbidden City is in the way of overlook~ The majestic scene of the world.

Venerable Qingxuan took the lead, Mo Yi followed beside him, and after the rest of the people followed, after passing through the noon gate, they had officially entered the Forbidden City, and no one could guarantee that they would die if they took a wrong step next.

For some reason, the Forbidden City was supposed to give people the supremacy of imperial power and the atmosphere of the universe, but when they really walked into the Forbidden City, from the first step at the noon gate, a heavy meaning that could not be said to be unknown weighed on everyone's hearts like the sky was falling.

Zhao Madness surrounded the empty palace around him, and the eaves of the palace in the distance loomed in layers, and the towering imperial walls stretched in a straight line, and his heart was full of water and air closure at this moment. You must know that he is a royal born prince, if it is not for the way of seeking immortals, he is likely to succeed his father to the throne and become an emperor above ten thousand people, listening to the will of heaven, the palace is a place where he was born and grew up, if ordinary farmers enter a palace, they may be shocked by those heavenly palace attics.

And Zhao Mad walked into the Forbidden City of Yongle Taizu, but he was also terrified like a mortal entering the temple of the gods, and the ubiquitous and shadowless pressure was like emptying the air around him, making his every breath extremely heavy and difficult.

"It's potential. Venerable Qingxuan said.

"Potential?" Mo Yi instantly thought of the terrifying qi that Yi Haoran locked on the snowfield, almost letting the mana on his body close to solidifying, and he couldn't mobilize a single point of strength, and the kind of power that was completely beyond the magic was also called "potential" by the Blood Sword.

"The construction of this palace borrowed the general trend of the world. Venerable Qingxuan's footsteps stopped, and in front of her there were four long bridges made of white jade, and under the bridge was a gurgling river, and for some reason, this river had not dried up to this day.

"Wait... This is...!" Zhao Mad glanced at the river, and immediately his eyes straightened, he trembled close to the river, squatted down, leaned over to get closer, and tried to verify whether there was something wrong with his eyes.

What flows in this river is not ordinary river water, but milky white spiritual liquid! The spiritual liquid that has been refined by the spiritual objects of heaven and earth can auction off thousands of high-grade spiritual stones in the immortal cultivation world!

"If I were you, I wouldn't be trying to reach for a handful. And it was extremely weird, Mo Yi, who usually regarded aura and mana as a feast, was extremely calm at the moment, but instead glanced at Zhao Mad to remind the other party.

"This is a spiritual liquid! A drop can heal a cultivator's cultivation of a dark injury! Even if it is you, can you guarantee that there is no hidden danger in your body?" Zhao Maan's emotions were at the extreme of depression, and he suddenly saw this kind of treasure, or the treasure of an entire river, so that he couldn't contain the thoughts in his heart at all.

"It's a spiritual fluid, but it's not something we can take. Mo Yi said, there is only one reason why he has been so calm, he is one step faster than Zhao Mad to identify this entire river as a river of spiritual liquid, but the gluttonous spiritual root in his body is dead and silent without the slightest fluctuation, this situation only represents one thing, either these spiritual fluids are false, or... It is completely useless to gluttonous spiritual roots.

"What are you talking nonsense? These spiritual liquids only need a spoonful, a spoonful..." Zhao Mad was still holding the reserve of his predecessor prince at this moment, and he didn't take the river water for the first time, and when he wanted to say something, his eyes were suddenly attracted by something in the river in front of him, and he turned his head to look at the face of the woman staring at him in the river water.

"Ahh Zhao Mad was suddenly soaked in cold sweat, all his greed disappeared, he took a few steps back and looked at the river, the woman's face was not his illusion, but there was really a woman floating in the water.

No... Not just one woman, but countless women floating in the river, young, old, or children, floating beneath the surface of the river, their eyes open blankly to the sky, their expressions calm and serene, moving slowly with the direction of the river...

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"Corpses? no... This is... Soul?" Gongsun Ruoji looked at the staggering number of women in the river with an ugly face, and told the truth in one sentence.

"Thirty thousand female cultivators gathered in the Forbidden City, and Yongle Taizu soared day by day. Mo Yi silently looked at the women floating by in the river one after another, as if he had guessed something in his heart.

The saint walked to the river, she quietly looked at these women in the river, some were women in white clothes, peasant girls in linen clothes and cloth shoes, and more female generals in armor and helmets who did not let their eyebrows, maids in palace clothes with three-inch golden lotus, elderly women in flower robes, and girls with twisted braids in their belly pockets...

"They're all alive. Venerable Qingxuan looked at the scene in the river and said lightly.

"Alive?" Zhao Mad and Gongsun Ruoji looked at Venerable Qingxuan incredulously as if they had heard something fantastical. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"The soul of the god enters the river and is immortal. Venerable Qingxuan looked at the long river that ran through the entire palace and said: "Every time the law is broken, it is stored and then discharged, and it is leisurely, taking care of me to stay, it has no source, and it has no flow." The Jinshui River connects the entire Forbidden City, which means that the water of the heavenly river brings "life" to the palace, and this river is the "life" of the Forbidden City, but for some reason, their souls are locked in this river, forming a pattern of both prosperity and loss with the Forbidden City. "

"Machine Spirit?" Mo Yi subconsciously picked up the Blood Sword and said.

"They are the machine spirits of the Forbidden City, or... It is one of the machine spirits. Venerable Qingxuan looked at the faces of those women who were beautiful, ugly, naïve, or old and said, "I have been drifting along the river in the city for thousands of years, maybe they are still conscious, or maybe they are dead..."

For thousands of years, I looked at the same sky, drifting along the river in the empty Forbidden City.

Where is this eternal life, this is simply a terrible torture!

What did Yongle Taizu do when he summoned 30,000 female cultivators to ascend in the day and ascend to immortality in one day? This question lingered in the hearts of Zhao Mad and the others like a nightmare, with the ubiquitous gloomy aura of the entire Forbidden City oppressing their minds.