Daoying

Chapter 692 Testing
"Reporting to the master, it is the Dragon God Island."

Sun Jiu replied respectfully.

"This Dragon God Island looks a lot like a dragon, doesn't it? Was it formed naturally?"

Xie Huan asked.

"Yes."

Sun Jiu nodded, with a bit of awe in his tone: "There are records in ancient books, if the heaven and earth had not changed, the spiritual energy had not been exhausted, and the immortals had not existed, otherwise according to the formation rules of this Dragon God Island, in the immortal era, it could have directly turned into a dragon instead of an island."

Xie Huan's eyes flickered slightly, but he still had doubts in his heart. How could it be such a coincidence?

But now is not the time to delve into it.

The two men sneaked in the dark and soon arrived in front of a group of buildings.

Hidden in the mountains and forests is a black tower with dragon scale-like runes all over its surface. It is flashing with a cold light and is surrounded by twelve giant bronze pillars. On top of the pillars sit dragon statues with their mouths wide open, as if roaring silently. There is a faint red light flowing in the dragon's pupils.

"Owner."

Sun Jiu hurriedly called Xie Huan and said solemnly: "This is the treasure house of the Canglong Chamber of Commerce. It is extremely heavily guarded. If you get closer, you will be easily discovered. It is not an exaggeration to call this place the first forbidden area of ​​Dragon God Island. Without the president's order, you are absolutely unable to enter."

Xie Huan had already seen clearly the martial law ahead. In the void, there was an early stage Spirit Transformation cultivator and seven Nascent Soul cultivators in charge. In addition, there were a large number of Core Formation and Foundation Establishment cultivators patrolling.

Not only that, there are also seven kinds of formations hidden here.

All is revealed to his seeing eyes.

He can break this power with just a wave of his hand.

However, if he did so, it would inevitably alarm all the forces on the island, and it would be difficult for him to get the desired results.

Xie Huan took out the Xiaohong Pearl, and the light on it was spinning. A layer of hazy spiritual energy covered his whole body. His face gradually became blurred, his figure rose slightly, and his robes moved without wind, turning into a dark golden robe. He then took out a Canglong jade ring and hung it around his waist.

Sun Jiu looked shocked.

"Look like?"

Xie Huan put on a ring on his right hand, played with it gently, and spoke in a dignified tone.

"Like! Very similar, that is..."

Sun Jiu's lips opened unconsciously, his Adam's apple rolled, and then he subconsciously took a half step back, looking Xie Huan up and down, frowning and saying, "They look very similar, but if you look closely, there are still many flaws. In terms of overall temperament, there are also some differences. I'm afraid it will be difficult to hide it from a cultivator in the Spiritual Transformation Realm."

"Tell me roughly what else needs to be changed."

Xie Huan put his left hand behind his back, stopped playing with his right hand, and his eyes were slightly cold.

"These ears... the president's earlobes are thicker, and there are lines on the neck..."

Sun Jiu swallowed his saliva, his eyes kept wandering, and he talked for a long time.

Xie Huan patiently followed his narration, adjusting himself bit by bit, and finally stood there, his eyes revealing Zhang Yunhua's unique coldness and majesty.

"now what?"

Xie Huan narrowed his eyes and gently stroked his beard with his left hand. This was Zhang Yunhua's habitual action.

"Like! Very similar, but... I still feel like something is missing, but I can't tell where."

Sun Jiu was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat, his voice getting lower and lower as he replied in a stammering voice.

"almost."

Xie Huan's eyes flashed coldly, and he said in Zhang Yunhua's mature voice: "It's good enough to be able to change to this level. There is no time to waste. You just wait for me here, and be smart and act according to the situation."

After he finished speaking, he transformed into a figure and turned into a beam of light from a distance, shooting towards the black tower. The moment he reached the ground, he appeared.

Almost at the same time, the large formations around the tower were all activated, the dragon eyes on the twelve copper pillars turned scarlet, ripples appeared in the air, and more than a dozen figures of monks appeared and surrounded him.

"Will... Mr. President?!"

The leader was an old man in a gray robe with a gaunt face. He was the person in charge of guarding this place, Zhou Feng, an early stage Spiritualization cultivator. When he saw Xie Huan, he was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, "Greetings, President!"

The other monks also hurriedly followed suit and bowed down.

“No need to be polite.” Xie Huan nodded slightly, his eyes were indifferent, and a layer of hazy spiritual mist enveloped his body, making it impossible to see clearly.

"The president is here in person, but is there something important?"

Zhou Feng frowned slightly, feeling that the president in front of him was a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He didn't dare to investigate rashly. After all, Zhang Yunhua was not only the president, but also a great cultivator in the middle and late stages of the Spirit Transformation Realm. He was definitely not someone he could offend, so he asked cautiously.

"Just now there were signs of an enemy attack outside the island. I am worried about the safety of this place, so I came to check it out."

Xie Huan stood with his hands behind his back, looking towards the black tower, and spoke in a coercive tone.

He paused, stroked his beard with his left hand, and ordered, "Open the tower door, I want to go in."

"……Yes."

Zhou Feng was stunned, and the strange feeling in his heart became stronger, but after a few stealth glances, he found that the person in front of him was indeed Zhang Yunhua.

Seeing that he was hesitant, Xie Huan stared at him with two sinister eyes, which frightened him so much that he shuddered all over and hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Yes, President!"

Then he hurried to the front of the black tower, clasped his hands together, made a few seals, and entered the black tower's gate.

“Click——”

The heavy door made a dull sound and slowly opened, revealing a deep corridor. The dragon scale crystals on both sides lit up one by one, reflecting the densely packed ancient runes on the ground.

Xie Huan took a step forward, his robe fluttering without wind.

Just as he was about to step into the corridor, Zhou Feng suddenly called out, "President! Can you let me go in with you?"

Xie Huan paused, turned his back to him, turned his face slightly, and smiled: "Sure."

After saying that, he walked straight into the black tower.

Zhou Feng's heart was in his throat. For some reason, his palms were covered with cold sweat. Without thinking too much, he said to those around him, "You guys guard this place!" Then he hurriedly followed.

The corridor was deep and quiet, with only the sound of two people's footsteps echoing under the reflection of the dragon scale crystal.

Zhou Feng stared at Xie Huan's back, the feeling of something wrong in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he suddenly said: "President, the matter of the 300 kilograms of Nine Nether Cold Iron that I applied to you last month..."

Xie Huan stopped and the corridor suddenly became extremely quiet, with only the faint echo of Zhou Feng's voice.

"Have you applied to me for the Nine Nether Cold Iron?"

Xie Huan asked back without even turning his head, he put his right hand behind his back, fiddling with the ring.

"Yes, I have applied."

Zhou Feng's back was sweating with nervousness, and he said it with gritted teeth.

"Why don't I remember? Nine Nether Cold Iron is very valuable, and the Chamber of Commerce is out of stock right now. You want so much at once, it's difficult. I'll review it and approve it."

Xie Huan said this coldly and continued walking forward.

Zhou Feng followed behind Xie Huan, and every step he took felt like he was walking on the edge of a knife.

not right...

Something is so wrong…

His throat was tight and his back was already soaked with cold sweat, but the man in front of him had no flaws in his appearance, behavior, or speech.

He had indeed never applied for the Nine Nether Cold Iron, so he tried to be clever and tested the other party, and the other party's answer was correct.

"Am I really overthinking it?"

Zhou Feng struggled internally, but the feeling of disharmony became stronger and stronger, like a thorn that pierced his nerves and made him feel uneasy.

"No, we must try again!"

He gritted his teeth and suddenly quickened his pace, his voice respectful but with a tentative tremor:

"President, I have something to ask you. At the beginning, the president gave me a copy of the Xuanming Sutra and told me that I could ask you anytime if I didn't understand something. I am stupid and I don't understand the second step of the mental method. I hope you can teach me."

(End of this chapter)