My plug-in is a fairy grass

A few dark green leaves were placed on the tray, Shen Bobiao grabbed them and stuffed them into his mouth.

His eyes were closed tightly, and his cheeks kept moving. After a while, a puff of thick dark green smoke was ejected from his mouth and inhaled through his nose. After going back and forth several times, the thick smoke gradually turned into deep black.

Finally, the thick smoke was sprayed on Yang Zhen's forehead!

This is the leaf of the withered soul flower, and it is also the antidote for the fainted soul of the withered soul flower.

The strong stench hit his face, and Yang Zhen felt nauseous for a while, but after a few breaths, he opened his eyes in a daze, pretending to have just woken up.

"Second Elder! What are you doing?" He was startled and angry, struggling desperately.

Shen Bobiao lightly twirled his beard, triumphantly said, "Young man, don't pretend to be foolish in front of this old man. Let's be honest, who sent you here, and what do you want to do here?"

"Say it! Otherwise, you will look good!" The young disciple on the side threatened.

Yang Zhen's face was full of grievance and anger: "My identity is clearly written on the jade card, Zezhou native, casual cultivator, wandering everywhere! Are you trying to rob? Shenyi Gate, is it a den of robbers!"

"Hahaha," Shen Bobiao sneered: "Your Excellency is less than three years old, and you are already a master of the Zifu, and your fighting skills even surpass the old man's 300-year-old Zifu. Where do you put such a talent? Shouldn't you be a genius who was deliberately cultivated? How could you become a helpless casual cultivator?"

Yang Zhen bowed her head and remained silent.It was only a few days since he was promoted to the Purple Mansion, and he didn't think so much when making the status jade badge.I thought he was almost 150 years old, but in the eyes of others, he is still a rare genius in a century.

Still too conservative!Next time, at this age, you have to report ten times more!

"Under King Shimonozawa, I have been cultivating behind closed doors. Not long ago, I just broke through the Purple Mansion, and then I went down the mountain and walked around, gaining insight. I call myself a casual cultivator, but I don't want to cause trouble for King Ze." Yang Zhen said .

The Ze King he was talking about was none other than Zhao Shuangying, who was entrusted with Zezhou.

This explanation sounded much more reasonable, and Shen Bobiao believed it for a while, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, wondering in his heart: "King Ze? Does he know what's going on here?"

After pondering for a while while stroking his sparse beard, he finally made a decision.

"Since you are King Ze's subordinate, it is inconvenient for this old man to dispose of you arbitrarily. I will take you to see King Lu and let him punish you!"

After speaking, a cup of spiritual tea was brought to Yang Zhen's mouth.

"Drink it, so that the old man won't be violent!"

"Give me a suit of clothes first!" Yang Zhen said with a straight face and awe-inspiring righteousness.

In the space, the girls laughed even more happily.

……

Yang Zhen was "comatose" again.

"Go get the two of you and carry him onto the flying boat." Shen Bobiao ordered.

"Why not put it in the spirit beast bag?" the disciple suggested.

"Confused!" Shen Bobiao scolded: "You forgot the last time the prince sent someone to ask for the spirit animal bag, how did we answer him?"

"The disciple is confused." The man suddenly realized, and ran out hastily.

Not long after, the two disciples took Yang Zhen onto the flying boat and galloped towards the vast mountains in the north.

Seeing that the other party didn't put herself in the spirit animal bag, Yang Zhen felt relieved even though she was surprised, and decided to continue to wait and see what happened.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the flying boat landed in a valley.

Shen Bobiao went first, one disciple carried Yang Zhen whose hands and feet were bound, and the other walked last.

Not more than a hundred steps forward, a courtyard with red walls and black tiles appeared in front of my eyes.

Walking into the courtyard, you will see a two-story palace built with huanghuali wood.Inside is warm jade that contains aura, and the wooden beams around the town are carved with intricate cloud patterns and seals, and there are more than a dozen jades that protect the gods hanging around.

Dozens of disciples were sitting on the futons, concentrating on meditation and practicing.

As soon as Yang Zhen stepped into the courtyard, she felt a faint tingling pain coming from the Zifu, and the further she walked, the more intense the tingling pain became.

While being curious, Zhao Yueer asked in the space: "Little Shitou, do you feel anything about your Purple Mansion?"

When Yiyi was in his body, Yang Zhen could very conveniently connect with everyone in the space through her spiritual consciousness.

"Yes, it hurts a bit!" He said hastily.

"That's right," Zhao Yueer excitedly said, "This place should be the Anju Hall back then. The ancestors of Quanqian had destroyed the Anju Hall in order to hide this place, and planted a new kind that can isolate the spiritual consciousness. The spiritual tree that was investigated. Now it seems that this place has been discovered after all. Some of the layout of this newly built hall is almost the same as that of the Anju Hall described in the jade slips."

Yang Zhen understood, and asked: "Is this tingling pain caused by that piece of sapphire, which can temper spiritual consciousness?"

"Yes! But it must be supplemented with exercises. Those jades that guard the spirit can prevent the soul of beginners from being damaged."

At this time, a white-faced and beardless middle-aged Taoist priest walked out of the hall, bowed his hands to Shen Bobiao and said, "Second brother, why are you here?"

"Great Elder!" Several people hurriedly saluted, Shen Bobiao stepped forward, pointed at Yang Zhen, and told the story in a low voice.

"Great Elder," he continued, "Our place is deserted and covered by clouds, and we haven't seen many outsiders for decades. This person suddenly appeared here, and my junior suspects that he may be related to Zhou Yuan."

"Well," the Great Elder asked, "What do you think?"

"It's just that this person claims to be a subordinate of King Naize, and my junior brother is also a little uncertain, so I think..."

"You did a good job," the elder nodded: "We are a small sect and can't afford to get involved in the affairs of those princes. You can send him in, and don't worry about the rest."

"Yes." Shen Bobiao responded, and asked inquiringly, "Where is the matter inside, King Lu and the others going well?"

"It's been half a month since no one came out," the Great Elder said with a blank expression, "Thinking about it, it should be almost the same."

……

Shen Bobiao led the two disciples around the main hall and continued to walk in.

In the space, Zhao Yueer explained enthusiastically:
"Not far behind the Anju Hall is the entrance of the cave, which is also the first checkpoint of the cave. According to the jade slips, this is a phantom array formed by absorbing the surrounding clouds and mists, and its rank is between the third and fourth ranks."

"The grandfather of the first ancestor of Quanqian had a lot of research on formations. After half a month of groping, he found a way to the cave and left a formula. Start from the big rock on the far right and take three steps to the left... ..."

As he was talking, he saw the mist in the mountains and forests in front of him, like a very thick and wide curtain hanging from the sky, completely obscuring his sight.The spiritual sense probes the past, it seems to be able to extend far, and it seems to be close at hand, giving people an illusion of not knowing where they are.

Shen Bobiao came to a three-foot-high black boulder in front of him, stood still for a moment, and then took three steps to the left. In an instant, his whole body was wrapped in clouds and mist, and the surrounding was completely white, and he could not recognize the direction.

"Four steps to the front, five steps to the right..." Zhao Yue'er's crisp voice sounded in Yang Zhen's sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, Shen Bobiao took four steps forward, and then moved five steps to the right.

"This old man knows how to move the phantom formation!" Zhao Yueer said in surprise.

She is belatedly aware.As early as when this person took the first step calmly, Yang Zhen could see that the other party not only knew how to move the phantom formation, but also walked through it more than once.

Zhao Yue'er didn't say a word anymore, watching the old Taoist in front of him keep changing his footsteps.Apart from the sound of a few people walking in the phantom formation, there is no longer any sound.It seems that what you are in is not a mountain forest, but a boundless desert.

About two quarters of an hour later, the cloud and mist suddenly dissipated without a trace, and a deep corridor appeared in front of it.

Shen Bobiao threw a luminous pearl, and the three plunged into the cave.

The cave is damp and cold, and the further you go in, the colder it becomes.Yang Zhen couldn't use the aura at this time, and this feeling was even more obvious, as if there was an invisible force of attraction, trying to pull his soul out of the Purple Mansion.

But the strange thing is, since stepping into the phantom array, to this corridor, the tingling feeling directed at Zifu has disappeared.

This doesn't quite match common sense.

If the tingling sensation was indeed from the sapphire in the cave, and they were getting closer to the sapphire now, it stands to reason that the pain should become stronger and stronger instead of disappearing suddenly.

unless……

"Unless the senior Almighty who hid that piece of sapphire in the cave back then deliberately set up some kind of formation so that the thorn of the sapphire's spiritual consciousness could spread outside." Yang Zhen speculated.

However, why did this senior master do this?Yang Zhen was thinking about it, but she didn't have a clue.

After such a cup of tea, everyone walked out of the tunnel, Yang Zhen sensed it, and suddenly found that there was a bottomless valley in front of her!

What made him even more horrified was that when his divine sense reached out a hundred feet away, the force of attraction suddenly increased several times, almost sucking his soul out of the Purple Mansion!

He quickly withdrew his consciousness, and more than a dozen strands of chaotic energy wandered in Niwan Palace, and it took a long time for the manic sea of ​​consciousness to subside gradually.

"This is the second gate of the cave." Zhao Yueer's voice sounded again: "The deep valley in front of us was named 'Jiuyoujian' by our ancestors. It is suspected that this place is connected with Jiuyou, but he never went down to investigate."

There are nine levels of earth, also known as "Nine Serenities", and the so-called Nine Serenities, also known as Youdu, or the Underworld, is the place where the souls of monks or mortals go after death.

If a monk does not reach the realm of transforming gods, if he easily sets foot in Jiuyou, he will probably lose his mind and become a walking corpse.

Therefore, it is reasonable for the ancestor of the Zhao family not to dare to go down to investigate.

"If you want to pass through this deep valley, you can only fly over it. The ancestors specially warned that you must never try it if you are not at the golden core level."

Zhao Yueer went on to say:

"This is also the reason why the seniors of the Zi Mansion from the Zhao Clan in Wei Yang dare not come here."

What she didn't say was that in order to test out this result, the Zhao family had compromised five or six Zifu masters.

After Shen Bobiao stood still at the entrance of the cave, he did not try to fly anymore, but took out a magic weapon in the shape of a trumpet, put it on his mouth and "beeped" and blew it up.

The crisp and short trumpet sound penetrated the deep darkness, echoed in the cave, and spread far, far away.

After about a hundred breaths, a starlight in the distance lit up, and gradually approached from far to near, revealing a thin and stern middle-aged man with a short beard.

"Shen Bobiao, why are you here?" Under the dim light, the middle-aged man had his hands behind his back, with a look of impatience on his face.

Then he glanced at Wuhuadati, and frowned in his "unconscious" eyes: "Who is this person? Don't you even have a spirit beast bag in your Divine Will Sect?"

"No more, no more, it's all dedicated to Lu Wang and his old man," Shen Bobiao hooked his body, with a smile on his face: "I have met the Prime Minister of the country. The thing is like this, a casual cultivator came to the mountain today. Claiming to be King Ze's subordinate..."

"Oh?" The middle-aged man snorted coldly: "Where's his identity token, did you bring it?"

A disciple quickly handed over Yang Zhen's jade tablet.

The middle-aged man frowned, carefully looked at the jade tablet in his hand, and the corners of his mouth gradually curled up:
"Shen Bobiao, you Shenyi Sect, can't even tell the authenticity of the jade plaque?"

Shen Bobiao let out an "ah" and said in surprise, "Fake?"

"Hey, not only is it fake, but the production time will never exceed three days!"

"In this way, this person must be Zhou Yuan's accomplice!" Shen Bobiao revealed his judgment with a fierce look in his eyes.

The middle-aged man nodded lightly, with a bit of sarcasm on his face: "Sky Cloud Sect? Hehe, the treasures in my country of Zhao, can your Cloud Sect be concerned about?"

"My lord, what should we do with this kid? Do you want to take him to see that Zhou Yuan?" Shen Bobiao asked.

In the space, Zhao Yue'er and the others suddenly showed joy.Mu Zixue's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and one hand was unconsciously pressed on the hilt of the sword.

The middle-aged man shook his head slowly.

"The low-level cultivator who can walk out of the fourth-level phantom formation, the old man has lived for most of his life, and he has only seen Zhou Yuan. It can't be that this kid has such abilities, right?"

"I don't care who the old man is from the Yunxiao Sect or what other status he is, since he dares to covet King Lu's treasures, that's just one word—"

"die!"

After finishing speaking, a stern look flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, he stretched out his hand to grab Yang Zhen, and threw him into the abyss!