Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Yang Qian held the small vermilion tripod in one hand, placed it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. After a while, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

Suddenly, Yang Qian formed a hand seal, and after a flash of purple light, he gently patted the tripod with one hand.

An incredible scene appeared!

The small cauldron was shining brightly, and then when the lid of the cauldron was slightly opened, countless fist-sized firebirds swarmed out of the cauldron. Each of them was ugly and extremely red in color. They were actually the Yang Fire Crows.

These fire crows spewed flames from their mouths and flew around the hall under Yang Qian's control, gathering and dispersing, each one extremely agile.

These are naturally the essence of earth fire collected by this cauldron over the years. They are things that appear out of thin air. Each one is in no way different from a real fire-attributed spiritual bird.

After seeing the magical power of this tripod, Yang Qian happily put away the treasure. It was considered as a good means to fight against enemies in the future. Moreover, even if he could not use it, it would be great to give it to Xin Ruyin, Ling Yulin and other girls, or to younger disciples in the sect.

Afterwards, Yang Qian searched the hall carefully again, but found nothing else.

But when he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something. After glancing at the dozen or so red fire pillars, he suddenly had an idea and released a dozen flying swords, which rudely cut off all the dragon fire pillars at the roots and collected them one by one into these huge creatures.

Although these fire dragon pillars have not become magical treasures like the giant tripod, the continuous spewing of fire over the years has caused these magical instruments, originally made of bronze, to absorb the terrifying fire energy and become extraordinary items.

I believe that it is an extremely rare item both as a material and as a spiritual weapon.

Yang Qian took one last look at the hall and after confirming that there was nothing missing, he chuckled, touched his nose, walked out of the hall, and began to search for the remaining buildings in the area.

Unfortunately, it was obvious that Yang Qian’s luck had run out in the Spirit Transformation Hall.

Apart from finding a few extremely ordinary jade slips for refining instruments in another inconspicuous attic, nothing else of value was discovered in the Soul Casting Hall.

Yang Qian was not surprised by this. After all, in the original book, there were no other valuable treasures except this item.

Half a day later, when Yang Qian finished searching the last building and returned to the stele building of the Foundry Hall, he paused slightly as he looked at the misty white light curtain.

"While others are too busy to look around, search a few more places, and you may even be able to fish in troubled waters. After all, in this small Soul Casting Hall, you can find such a good thing as the Taiyin True Fire. There should be some gains in other places as well. Maybe there are treasures that are not mentioned in the original book."

Yang Qian chuckled. With his current magical powers, even if he was besieged by several late Nascent Soul cultivators at the same time, his life would not be in danger even if it was difficult to win for a while, not to mention he had the trump card of the Gate of Heaven and Earth.

In the human world, even if he encountered a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage, Yang Qian believed that he could escape unscathed.

After weighing things in his mind, Yang Qian made a decision. Sensing that Yin Yue had fallen asleep again, he smiled slightly, disappeared from the spot in an instant without making any movement, and used the Gate of Heaven and Earth to come outside the light curtain. With a tap of his foot, he turned into a purple rainbow and disappeared.

Almost at the same time, in a hall somewhere underground in Kunwu Mountain where a faint blue light was flashing, the big-headed monster, Zi Ling, and a Ye family cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage were surrounded by seven or eight red-haired, naked evil spirits.

These evil ghosts all had green faces and fangs, and spit out evil energy from their mouths. When they waved their ten fingers, black claws came down to grab the three people from the head.

The big-headed monster and others who were trapped in the middle of the gray and gloomy energy used defensive magic weapons to set up several layers of light shields of different colors. No matter how fierce the gloomy energy was or how sharp the claws were, they could not shake it at all.

However, in contrast, the yellow flying sword driven by the big-headed monster, the black small sword and the white jade ruler driven by Zi Ling and another old man from the Ye family, although shining brightly, were also unable to do anything to these evil spirits.

No matter whether the flying sword cuts the evil ghost in half, or the foot smashes the ghost's head into pieces, the other evil ghosts just need to spray out the Yin Qi from their mouths at the same time, and the killed evil ghosts will immediately recover as before, and rush forward again with full energy, each of them like an immortal body.

At this time, the old man from the Ye family rubbed his hands together, and then raised them. A series of red fireballs sank into the body of an evil ghost, directly blowing the ghost into pieces.

But as the negative energy gathered nearby, the ghost immediately reappeared and pounced towards the light shield again viciously.

“Seventh Uncle, Elder Wang, we can't go on like this! These evil ghosts have been nourished by the Yin energy here for countless tens of thousands of years. They have obviously cultivated to the state of Yin soul condensation. Ordinary spells and magic weapons are simply unable to kill them. Only the use of extremely Yang skills and treasures can be effective.” The old man of the Ye family said with anxiety and worry on his face.

"Hmph, if it were so simple, I would have taken action long ago! These evil ghosts have not only cultivated into Yin Soul Condensation, they are simply the incarnations of the same Ghost King! As long as all the evil ghosts are not killed at the same time, they will immediately be resurrected in the Yin Qi. I did not use any thunderbolt means, I was just looking for its true body." The big-headed monster snorted coldly and replied unhappily.

"They are all clones?" The old man was surprised, his pupils shrank slightly, obviously he had not expected this.

"That's right, otherwise even if they were evil ghosts that had cultivated the Yin Soul Condensation Form, they would have suffered great damage to their vitality after being killed so many times in a row by us. But you see, they don't show any signs of fatigue at all. It seems that this ghost king intends to exhaust us to death before using him to deal with us." Zi Ling said calmly, his eyes bright, and then his jade finger pointed at the small black sword, which pierced through another evil ghost.

"I see! It's a pity that my fifteenth brother was hit by the shadow sandblast of the black shadow snake on the previous level and only escaped with his Nascent Soul. Otherwise, the extremely Yang magical power he cultivated would be the most suitable to deal with these evil spirits." The old man glanced at everything gray around him and said with a slightly changed expression.

"There's nothing we can do about it. Who could have imagined that there really is such a demon snake in the world that can hide in the shadows, and suddenly attack from nephew Mingli's own shadow. Even I couldn't help him in time. Moreover, the venom of this snake is so fierce that all of nephew Mingli's body was necrotized in a moment." The big-headed monster sighed.

"I have no intention of complaining to my Seventh Uncle, but this Demon-Suppressing Tower is really weird. Not only is it built upside down, with the entrance at the top and the spire facing downwards, but the monsters on each floor are more difficult to deal with than the previous one. It took us so long to get to the seventh floor. And Elder Wang said that this tower should have nine floors. It's hard to believe what kind of monsters will appear on the lower two floors. Should we really continue?" The old man hesitated.

"Hmph, you get scared when you encounter a little danger. The more powerful the thing suppressed below is, the greater the chance that the Tongtian Lingbao will appear in the lower two levels. After all, only the monsters that even the ancient cultivators fear may need to be suppressed by the Tongtian Lingbao. Do you want our Ye family's plans for hundreds of years to come to nothing?" The big-headed monster's voice turned cold and he scolded unceremoniously.

"Seventh uncle is right to scold me. I am a little timid." Upon hearing this, the old man of the Ye family could only agree while using his magic weapon to deal with the evil spirits that were rushing towards him.

"I found the ghost king." At this moment, Zi Ling's beautiful eyes flashed, and she suddenly spoke.

"What, where is the real body!" The old man was alert and asked hurriedly.

Zi Ling's eyebrows twitched slightly as she was about to reply, but suddenly her pretty face stiffened and she let out a light exclamation.

Then at this moment, suddenly a muffled "bang" sound was heard from a distance, and then a flash of light appeared at the entrance of the hall, and suddenly a huge green ball of light flew in from inside. Then after the light faded, four figures of different sizes emerged from the light ball.

When the four of them saw the ghostly figures in the hall and the trapped Zi Ling and the other two, they all exclaimed in surprise.

"Ye Yuesheng! Didn't you die a long time ago? So it was the Ye family who broke the seal?"

The person who spoke was a cultivator with green lines on his face, and it was Hua Tianqi.

And these four people are of course the four elders of the Poison Saint Sect.

At this moment, Hua Tianqi recognized Ye's seventh uncle and his expression changed from gloomy to bright.

The three people in the hall looked unhappy when they saw the people from the Poison Saint Sect, especially when they were still being entangled by the evil spirits.

"Who am I? It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Hua! I didn't expect that the Poison Saint Sect was quite quick and entered this mountain so quickly. I wonder why you Fellow Daoists came to this Demon Suppressing Tower instead of looking for treasures elsewhere." A haze flashed across the big-headed monster's face, and then he said as if nothing had happened.

"Hehe! Hua and others also want to ask Fellow Daoist Ye this. Moreover, we haven't seen Brother Ye for hundreds of years. After faking his death, he has quietly advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage. If those guys from the righteous and evil sides knew about this, they would probably be restless." Hua Tianqi watched coldly as the big-headed monster used the flying sword to easily crush an evil ghost into pieces. He said lightly, but his thoughts were racing like lightning in his mind, and he was thinking about something.

"Senior Brother Hua, could it be that these people also know that there are rare treasures in this tower and come here specifically to take them?" Hua Tianqi heard the voice of an elder of the Poison Saint Sect, who seemed a little worried.

In the last words left by the founder of the Poison Saint Sect, he mentioned that there was a rare treasure hidden in the Demon Suppression Tower, but he was vague about what it was, so it is unknown.

But even so, the four elders of the Poison Saint Sect naturally would not take it lightly, and the first place they came to was the Demon Suppression Tower.

Although they had already discovered that other monks had gotten there first when they had passed the first few levels.

But they originally thought that a dangerous place like the Demon-Suppressing Tower would not be taken seriously by the previous wave of monks. With the strength of four people, it should be enough to deal with those who got ahead of them.

But they never expected that there was a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage waiting for them on this floor.

If it weren't for the Seventh Uncle of the Ye Family and the others who looked like they were trapped by a group of ghosts, I believe Hua Tianqi would have turned around and left without saying a word. A great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, plus two cultivators in the early Nascent Soul stage, was really not something the four of them could handle.

"I'm not sure! Maybe he's just like us, and only got a few clues." Hua Tianqi replied with a gloomy face and slightly moving lips, but his eyes were fixed on the three big-headed monsters without blinking.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Hua is not planning to leave just like that." When the big-headed monster said this, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Then he suddenly opened his mouth, and a flash of silver light disappeared.

And the next moment, a ball of silver light suddenly burst out from somewhere in the corner of the hall, followed by a low roar.

Then a gray blurry ghost appeared there, with a thumb-sized gray round bead spurting out of its mouth, blocking a silver flying fork, and because it was forced to retreat step by step, it made a strange roaring sound from its mouth.

Upon seeing this ghostly figure, the four elders of the Poison Saint Sect had no time to react.

Zi Ling on the side remained silent, but she moved her sleeves and a mirror as black as ink suddenly appeared in her hand, which she shook quickly at the ghosts around her.

A dark haze of light swept out from the mirror, and all the evil ghosts were involuntarily swept into it. Then they screamed one after another, and their bodies were torn apart in the haze of light. The black haze was as sharp as a mountain of swords and a forest of knives. However, because the ghost king's real body was entangled by the silver flying fork, these evil ghosts could no longer be restored by magic.

But with a sharp roar from the ghost, their dissipated Yin energy suddenly turned into a rolling ball of thick Yin energy, which immediately wrapped Zi Ling and the others.

Even though the black mist released by Zi Ling's mirror was powerful, it could not be broken in one go.

Hua Tianqi's face finally changed drastically.

After taking a quick look at the three big-headed monsters in the gloomy aura, and then scanning the exit at the other end of the hall, Hua Tianqi suddenly showed a resolute look on his face, and uttered a low shout:
"go!"

Then he flipped his hand, and a small green flag appeared in his hand.

With a slight shake, a ball of emerald green light immediately burst out, sweeping up the four people and transforming into a ball of green light that shot straight towards the entrance to the next level like a meteor chasing the moon.

"Hua Tianqi, you dare!" The big-headed monster was furious when he saw this scene, and suddenly countless yellow sword lights as thick as thumbs burst out from his body, instantly piercing through the dark clouds that surrounded them. It seemed that he was about to escape.

But Hua Tianqi dared not stop at all. With a flash of green light, he flew dozens of feet away and disappeared into the other exit.

When the big-headed monster, the old man from the Ye family, and Zi Ling joined forces to quickly disperse the negative energy around them, the originally empty entrance suddenly emitted a bright white light, and then a thick crystal wall glittering with crystal light appeared out of thin air.

I don’t know how thick this crystal wall is, but it blocks the entrance tightly, without any gap at all.

The big-headed monster raised his hand without thinking too much, and a sword light several feet long slashed out from a distance and hit the crystal wall fiercely. As a result, after a flash of five-colored light, the sword light disappeared like a drop in the ocean.

"Sumeru Five Elements Wall!" The big-headed monster was stunned when he saw the scene, but after taking a closer look at the crystal wall, he immediately shouted in shock and anger.

"It's this treasure! Isn't this thing the treasure of the Xumi Sect? How could it fall into the hands of the Poison Saint Sect! By the way, the Xumi Sect is also one of the major sects in Southern Xinjiang. I heard that it has some connection with the Poison Saint Sect. It seems that they borrowed it by some unknown method." The old man from the Ye family said with a change of expression.

"I've also heard of the Xumi Five Elements Wall. This treasure is quite famous." Zi Ling frowned slightly and said thoughtfully.

"This is troublesome! It seems that there may be a magical treasure at the bottom of this tower, otherwise how could these guys from the Poison Saint Sect take the risk to do such a thing." The big-headed monster stared at the crystal wall, his face turning pale.

"Brother Ye, don't worry! It's good that these people go down before us. Not to mention whether the next level will definitely have the Tongtian Lingbao, but the things imprisoned on the lower level must be more difficult to deal with. These people are just asking for trouble by running ahead of us. Let's deal with this Ghost King first, and then break the crystal wall. Maybe we can get a bargain." Although Zi Ling's face under the veil could not be seen, she chuckled and said.

The big-headed monster was stunned when he heard this, but after thinking about it for a moment, he relaxed and smiled.

"Fairy Wang is right! It is I who am worried about the treasure and am a little anxious about losing it!"

After the big-headed monster said this, the cold light in his eyes turned and fell on the ghost figure that was tightly entangled by the silver flying fork.

On the other side of the crystal wall, Hua Tianqi and the other three elders of the Poison Saint Sect had already appeared. But when Hua Tianqi breathed a sigh of relief, one of the elders immediately couldn't help but complain.

"Brother Hua, isn't this too risky? Although the Xumi Five Elements Wall can temporarily stop the opponent, what are we going to do in the future if we offend him like this?"

"Hmph, are you still fantasizing that we and the Ye family can coexist peacefully? Not to mention whether we give up the treasure. Ye Yuesheng faked his death in his early years to escape the annihilation of the ten major sects. Now that we have discovered him, how can he let us go so easily? What difference does it make whether we offend each other or not. Besides, since even the founder of our sect is obsessed with this treasure, do you think it would be an ordinary thing? It is most likely the legendary Tongtian Lingbao. What's the harm in taking a risk for it?" Hua Tianqi glanced at this somewhat uneasy fellow disciple and said with a gloomy face.

"Tongtian Lingbao? If it really is such a heaven-defying treasure, it is worth our risking a try. But Ye Yuesheng and his men are guarding outside. Even if we get the treasure, how can we escape? What's more, there are several great monks in the late stage outside." Another elder of the Poison Saint Sect asked with great concern.

"Hehe, fellow disciples, do you think I would rashly do something so uncertain? Before coming out, I have already brought our sect's Poison Dragon Pearl with me. After getting the treasure, the worst that can happen is that I will have to rest for decades and take this pearl, which will be enough to deal with the late Nascent Soul cultivators for a while. With this time, it will be no problem for us to escape." Hua Tianqi said confidently.

"So, Senior Brother has already made preparations. This way, there will be no problem." The other three elders relaxed their expressions. Although they were tempted by the treasure, their lives were more important.

"It's a pity that Junior Brother Yuan is not here, otherwise we could join forces to fight against the late-stage cultivators, and he wouldn't have to take something as powerful as the Poison Dragon Ball." Hua Tianqi suddenly mentioned the big man named Yuan, with a hint of regret on his face.

"That's true, but Senior Brother Hua has already left a message. Maybe Senior Brother Yuan has already rushed here. If so, it might be much easier for us to get out after getting the treasure." An elder of the Poison Saint Sect said with a smile.

"I hope so. Everyone should be careful. The ghosts on the seventh floor are so difficult to deal with, and we don't know what terrible things are on the eighth and ninth floors. Don't lose your life here. But this True Demon Tower is really worthy of its reputation. If the Ye family hadn't cleared the first few floors, we don't know how much effort it would take to get here." Hua Tianqi reminded with a serious face.

The other three naturally nodded in agreement.

Then Yuan Xingren turned around and walked into a downward slanting passage behind him. According to their previous experience, as long as they walked down a few dozen feet, they would naturally be able to enter the next level.

But this time, after walking only a dozen feet deep, they suddenly saw a bright light in front of them. A small square stone chamber appeared in front of them. Except for two small teleportation arrays, one black and one white, the walls were empty and there seemed to be nothing there.

"What is this?" Hua Tianqi was stunned, then frowned.

The other three elders also looked at each other.

After taking a few steps into the stone chamber, Hua Tianqi put his hands behind his back and looked around, circling the two small magic circles twice.

“Junior Brother Miao, you are proficient in ancient formations. Check whether these two formations are short-distance teleportation formations.” Hua Tianqi finally turned his head and said lightly to an old man with thick eyebrows.

"Got it!" The old man with thick eyebrows agreed immediately, walked to a magic circle and looked at it carefully.

The other two also came over curiously.

"It is indeed a short-distance teleportation array, and it is a very short one. I estimate the distance should not exceed a hundred miles." After a while, the old man with thick eyebrows raised his head and said affirmatively.

"That's right! It should be the teleportation array leading to the eighth floor. It's really unusual that the eighth floor needs to use a teleportation array. The teleportation array is bidirectional, right?" Hua Tianqi said carefully after a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Of course, short-distance teleportation arrays are usually bidirectional. But why are there two arrays here? Are there two on the eighth floor?" The old man with thick eyebrows touched his chin and said puzzledly.

"I'm not sure. But if we take a trip, we'll understand everything! Let's go through this teleportation array first. The other one gives me a feeling that's not quite right." Hua Tianqi pointed to the white teleportation array and strode up without hesitation.

The other three people looked at the other dark teleportation array and also felt scared. They secretly exclaimed that it was weird and hurriedly walked to the white teleportation array.

After the first spell hit the magic circle, a burst of white light was emitted, and the people from the Poison Saint Sect disappeared in the light.

But the next moment, Hua Tianqi and others felt dizzy and found themselves in a place that looked like a fairyland.

There are blue sky and white clouds above, and magical flowers and herbs are scattered all around. When you take a deep breath, a strong spiritual energy hits you in the face.

But what shocked the Poison Saint Sect and others the most was that not far in front of them, there was a small, magnificent palace. This palace was located on an extremely large magic circle and was surrounded by numerous altars. On each altar, there was a huge stone man holding a giant golden blade, standing silently facing the palace.

Regardless of whether it was the altar or the stone man, their rough appearance revealed an indescribable barbaric atmosphere, and they stood silently facing the palace.

The situation was so strange that even Hua Tianqi couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

At the same time, Yang Qian stood quietly on the white jade square where he had left off, looking at the group of monks who were staring coldly at him around the square, with his hands behind his back and an expressionless face.

Who would have thought that as soon as he arrived here and was about to move forward, a large group of people suddenly emerged from the woods on both sides of the square.

These people did not take the normal stone steps on the mountain road, but instead lurked on both sides of the stone steps.

This made him, whose spiritual awareness was greatly restricted here, confronted this group of people head-on as soon as he realized that something was wrong. However, after seeing their identities, Yang Qian felt no ripples in his heart at all. He just stood with his hands behind his back with a calm expression.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, I never expected to meet you here again." A man in a white robe who was facing Yang Qian spoke slowly with a trace of fear in his eyes.

It was Ge Tianhao, the law enforcement elder of Yinluo Sect, and two other black-robed old men of the same level of cultivation.

When they saw Yang Qian, they showed a hint of joy on their faces. However, when they thought that their great elder, Old Demon Qian, was not there, they would probably not be able to keep Yang Qian with just the strength of the three of them. The joy in their hearts immediately turned into worry.

If Ge Tianhao and his companions had not each held the Yinluo Sect's treasure, the Yinluo Banner, in their hands, the three of them would have turned around and fled long ago.

"I never expected that I would meet my old friends from Yinluo Sect again in this remote place."

Yang Qian raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth and responded indifferently.

Although his voice was calm, the chill in it made everyone present feel a little uneasy. (End of this chapter)