The Strongest Qi Refiner

Lin Batian walked in through the white jade gate at the very end of the hall at once.

In fact, the path he chose to take was the same path that Fang Yu, who was in the mirror, chose.

However, the world in the mirror where Fang Yu was located was the Shangxianting Palace at a certain time in the past.

And what Lin Batian is currently in is the now dilapidated Shangxianting Palace.

"Where did the day unknown and that big clever go?"

After Lin Batian entered Baiyumen, he was still thinking about this question.

However, when he looked up to see the scene in front of him, he was stunned.

...

The group of demon monks Han Miaoyi and Mie Xing who stayed in the same place still looked up at the mirror on the ceiling.

However, after Fang Yu killed the group of monks and entered the white jade gate, they could no longer see it.

All you can see is the inside of the collapsed palace.

"This perspective will not change."

Han Miao Yi Dai frowned and turned to look at Bai Yumen in the distance.

Lin Batian went there, and she wanted to go too!

Anyway, if you stay here, you won't be able to see Fang Yu's situation!

"Anyway, the master is in the mirror, and now I don't know what I'm doing... I just don't do it."

Thinking so, Han Miaoyi walked towards the Baiyumen in front.

"Sir, wait a minute."

At this moment, Mie Xing suddenly spoke up.

Han Miaoyi turned to look at Mie Xing and frowned, "What's the matter?"

"I can sense that the body of the venerable also exudes the breath of the demon race." Xing Xing said with a serious face, "Also, the breath is far purer than ours... I would like to know whether the venerable and the venerable come from The same bloodline?"

Han Miao Yidai frowned even more.

Regarding the matter of bloodline, Fang Yu had repeatedly told her to deal with it carefully and not to expose it.

Now that Mie Xing suddenly asked, she didn't know how to answer it properly.

"I don't know what is respected by the Venerable, what is not blood, don't ask me!" Han Miaoyi left these words impatiently and ran towards the Baiyumen in front.

"If you have offended, please forgive me!"

Mie Xing's face changed, and he took a group of demon elites to bow to Han Miaoyi's back to admit his mistake.

However, Han Miaoyi didn't pay attention to it at all, and after a while, she pushed the door and walked in before Baiyumen.

So far, only Mie Xing and his party stayed in the original hall.

"Xingxingzun, don't we follow in depth?" a subordinate asked.

Mie Xing looked around the mirrors all around, then looked at the white jade door at the end of the hall, and shook his head.

"It's better that we don't act rashly before your Highness doesn't order it." Mie Xing replied.

The elites of the demon race bowed their heads and stopped speaking.

They felt the same way about Fang Yu's breath.

Therefore, Mie Xing's attitude towards Fang Yu is so respectful to him, they can understand.

If Fang Yu is really the successor of the Beginning Demon of Myriad Paths, then... even the current Demon Lord of Xihuang must be respectful!

...

Fang Yu passed through the White Jade Gate, which was a long corridor.

On the walls on both sides of the promenade, there are murals one after another. The contents of the murals are different, some are just landscape pictures, some are some kind of ancient characters, and there are several full-body portraits of monks.

But the weird thing is that these cultivators' full body portraits are all from the back, not the front.

Fang Yu took a step forward.

"despair!"

A burst of crisp footsteps echoed in the corridor.

Under his feet, a pale golden ripple appeared, which quickly spread outward like a water wave.

Fang Yu frowned slightly and turned his head to look behind.

Sure enough, the White Jade Gate he had passed through had disappeared at this time.

Behind him, there is endless darkness.

The only way Fang Yu could go was the corridor ahead.

In addition to the murals on both sides of the promenade, there will be a stone statue every other distance.

These stone statues are not monks, but fierce spirits of different shapes.

To be honest, you can't tell anything but how many wings and limbs these bells have grown.

Not a single evil spirit was impressed by Fang Yu.

"This corridor... What is it used for? What about the group of monks in the hall just now?" Fang Yu squinted slightly, not rushing forward.

He remembered the scene in the mirror world, which in fact was exactly the same as the scene in reality.

It's just that the scene of the world in the mirror is very new, and the real Shangxianting Palace has been dilapidated.

"Could it be that... the world in the mirror is the scene of Shang Xianting back then?" Fang Yu's heart moved slightly.

With this idea in mind, he stepped up and walked towards the end of the promenade.

Every step forward caused the light golden ripples on the ground to spread.

Fang Yu's pace was neither fast nor slow, and he carefully observed every mural along the way.

But the content of these frescoes seems simple and has little meaning.

At least, Fang Yu couldn't see the meaning of it.

On the other hand, from the back pictures, it can be seen that the cultivators are in good shape.

"If the promenade here is also a place that actually existed in Shangxian Court, then what is this place used for? Is it just for visiting? I feel that these things are not considered works of art, and they have no value." Fang Yu frowned and walked to the middle of the corridor.

It was said that it was in the middle of the corridor, not because he saw the end, but because it was dark in front of a distance.

The murals and statues suddenly disappeared at a certain node, and this was the end.

Fang Yu stopped.

He turned to look to the left.