Mortal Cultivation: Start with a Chaos Talisman

The door of the Immortal Palace was opened.

There was no expected golden light.

At the door, it was pitch black.

At first glance, the door was in chaos, as if it was filled with evil spirits.

An Chengxu stepped into it.

Xu Changan's shadow followed him in.

The moment An Chengxu stepped into it, the door of the Immortal Palace was suddenly closed.

Xu Changan took a deep breath and directly used the magical power of virtual and real reversal.

The next moment, his body appeared in the Immortal Palace.

Boom...

The first thing was to sweep out the divine thoughts, at the same time communicate with all the defensive treasures, and at the same time prepare the magical power of virtual and real reversal.

If there is really a killing disaster coming, just reverse the virtual and real and go back outside.

However, Xu Changan's preparation seemed a bit redundant.

No killing disaster came.

The hall was not black.

But it was very bright.

The sound of bells came from the void.

Fairy music.

Xu Changan assured that he had never heard such beautiful fairy music.

He raised his head and looked at the void above his head, and saw several musical instruments floating in the void.

There were bells and drums, gongs, pipa, jade flute...

There were dozens of musical instruments in total.

These instruments were jumping in the void so abruptly. Without anyone's control, they could automatically play a beautiful fairy music.

Xu Changan's eyes shrank.

He inexplicably thought of a person: Fairy Miaoyin.

If she were here, hearing the music here, the music she practiced would definitely be of great benefit.

"Over there!" An Chengxu stretched out his hand and pointed to the high platform in the distance.

That's right...

The hall is very big, very big.

Although they are in the same room, this distance can really be described as "far away".

There is a high platform a thousand feet away.

The platform was a hundred feet high, with nine hundred and ninety-nine steps on it.

"Let's go!"

The two walked side by side and landed at the bottom of the steps in an instant.

There was nothing unusual on the steps, and no pressure.

It was not like the steps in Chongming Emperor Ruins.

Both of them walked to the top of the steps very easily.

The platform was empty.

In the space of dozens of feet, there was only a huge chair.

On the chair sat a young man in a green Taoist robe. The young man was as handsome as jade, with fascinating eyes, and there were rays of starlight flowing from him.

But Xu Changan and An Chengxu knew that he was gone.

This was just the corpse of a certain immortal.

Because there was no vitality on this body.

Even his handsome face was covered with a layer of light dust.

The seemingly young body sat on the chair generously, his eyes looked at the void in front of him, as if he was appreciating the performance of those musical instruments thousands of feet away.

His right hand rested on the chair, and his left hand stretched forward slightly, as if he wanted to grasp something.

You can see that he wore a red ring on the ring finger of his left hand.

"This is..." An Chengxu was excited: "Space treasure?"

If it is a space treasure, it contains all the wealth of the immortal in his life.

You can imagine.

An Chengxu's throat was a little dry, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said: "Xu Daoyou... If there is something in it, I want to pick one first!"

He turned his head and looked at Xu Changan: "I have a hunch that there should be the upper part of the [Purple Mansion Yuxing Xian Jue] in it!"

"I'll take the upper part first, and the rest of the items, we will share it equally!"

"How?"

He stared at Xu Changan.

Xu Changan nodded and said: "Okay!"

His eyes did not fall on the man all the time, but glanced around.

But saw a dry wood-thick branch fell at the feet of the man.

Very casually, very casually lying under the chair.

A flash of excitement flashed in Xu Changan's eyes, and then he waved his hand, and the dry branch flew into his hand.

An Chengxu asked: "What is this?"

Xu Changan smiled, handed the dry branch to An Chengxu, and said: "Take a look... I think it should be a branch of a spiritual plant in the fairyland!"

An Chengxu took it in his hand and looked at it for a while, and said: "Probably, but time flies, this branch has been here for who knows how many years, even if you take it away, it may not be able to cultivate any spiritual plants!"

Xu Changan said: "Try it... I came here for the materials of [Flying Immortal Pill] this time, but I didn't expect to come here in vain. What if this bitter tree comes back to life and bears the spiritual fruit I want?"

"Here you go!" An Chengxu gave the dead branch to Xu Changan.

He didn't spend much time on this withered branch, but looked at the red ring again.

Xu Changan took the opportunity to throw the dead branch into the golden talisman space.

Dead branch?

Spiritual plant?

Cultivating fairy fruit?

Of course not.

The reason why Xu Changan picked up this dead branch was because he felt some space-attributed Dao fluctuations on this dead branch.

Yes!

It was the law of space.

Very weak.

But very magical.

It was the kind of advanced Dao that Xu Changan had never experienced.

Strange, right? There was actually space Dao condensed on a branch?

Of course, Xu Changan didn't have time to study it carefully, so he just quickly put it into his own golden talisman space.

He had a hunch that this branch was definitely not simple.

Otherwise, how could it appear next to this immortal casually?

"In addition to this red ring, the golden crown on his head is also a treasure!" Xu Changan's eyes flickered: "And his clothes and shoes are also extraordinary!"

An Chengxu said: "I don't want these, if you want, you can take them off for him!"

Xu Changan: …………

"Senior!" An Chengxu took a deep breath, then saluted the ancient corpse who had been dead for who knows how many years, and said: "I'm sorry!"

After saying that, he raised his hand, and the power of Taoism came out, and in the process of coming out, he easily took the red ring into his hand.

It was slightly cool to the touch.

But it was very textured.

The ring was a space magic weapon, and it was sealed with the mind of the deceased before his death.

But this seal was relatively not so strong.

But what was embarrassing was that An Chengxu wiped it casually, but he didn't wipe out the divine thought.

A bit embarrassing!

"Open it for me..."

An Chengxu then added a little more divine thought power.

However, a scene that surprised him happened: it still didn't break.

"It's really strange!" An Chengxu said, "It's just a space ring, but it has such a restriction?"

Xu Changan said, "Perhaps, this is the difference between the fairy world and the cultivation world!"

"For example, the restrictions imprinted by the cultivation people with their divine thoughts, given to those who practice martial arts, they may not be able to break them in their lifetime!"

"Hey!" After hearing Xu Changan's words, An Chengxu's face darkened and said, "Could it be that the duck in hand can't be eaten in the mouth?"

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