Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

"But at this time, isn't it too risky for Senior Brother to break through the neck? After all, the situation is unstable now. If something unexpected happens, we may find it difficult to deal with it. It is better to repel these monsters first, and then break through with peace of mind." The middle-aged man in green shirt said hesitantly after hearing this.

"Repel? Then how long do I have to wait? The time is ripe, I can't wait any longer. Moreover, this breakthrough is of vital importance to me, and it may bring me a glimmer of hope! What's more, every time the Ten Thousand Demons Valley took the lead and the demons attacked me, it was not uncommon for them to use a demon formation to surround me for more than ten years. My life span is only a few years, so how can I wait any longer?! Moreover, now that we have broken through the bottleneck, fellow Taoists Ma and Li will also come to me, and together with this great monk named Yang who came by himself, we will immediately have three more helpers in the Nascent Soul stage. By then, they will not regard me as being besieged by demons." Master Hanli stroked his beard and said calmly.

"But the cold marrow in our palace has been stolen by that traitor. Why not just make the matter public? Why bother inviting so many monsters to attack us?" The woman in white, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke in a cold voice, her voice as chilling as an ice sculpture.

"Junior Sister Bai, you think too simply! Not to mention that once this matter is made public, I will lose all face and our reputation as the number one sect in the north will be greatly damaged. Moreover, if we say that there is no cold marrow, will those monsters believe it? It is completely useless! You all know that the ten thousand year period is coming again, and the Ice Jade Cave in the Xu Ling Palace is about to open. If we are lucky, we should be able to collect some cold marrow again. There are rumors in the outside world that we only have one bottle of cold marrow. Who knows that we have already started using the spiritual liquid for cultivation, otherwise, the three great cold flames of our palace would not be cultivated from generation to generation. Fortunately, the lost bottle of cold marrow was before the Ice Jade Cave was opened, otherwise no one would be able to cultivate the three great cold flames for several generations to come." Master Hanli sighed, turned his head to stare at the blue flame in the giant cauldron nearby, and said with a sense of luck.

When the green-robed monk heard what Master Hanli said, he could only smile bitterly.

"Okay! The Black Water Ice Flame and Fengli Ice Flame that you two have refined have also stagnated. Once you get the Cold Marrow, you can take a few drops. The more powerful the Cold Flame is, the greater the hope of helping me break through the bottleneck." Master Hanli suddenly changed the subject and said so.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Hanli." The middle-aged man in green was overjoyed and said hurriedly.

The woman in white still looked cold, but there was a hint of joy in her eyes.

It seems that this cold marrow is really important to them.

"Junior Sister Bai! Ask Yaoyi to find out the details of this great cultivator named Yang. He also participated in the sealing of Kunwu Mountain ten years ago. Countless Nascent Soul cultivators died at that time. This person was able to escape safely. I'm afraid he is definitely not an unknown person among the late-stage cultivators." Master Hanli gave the white-shirted woman another instruction.

"I understand. I will tell my cousin about this." The woman in white shirt agreed coldly.

"That's great. You two can go out too." Master Hanli nodded with satisfaction.

So the two women in white shirts said goodbye immediately and turned into two beams of light and flew away.

Master Hanli stood there in a daze for a while, then turned around again, stared at the huge cauldron and muttered something.

If there were anyone still staying in the hall, they would have heard the three words "Xu Tian Ding" clearly coming from Master Hanli's mouth, but he would never have thought that what was in Yang Qian's hand was not the Xu Tian Ding, but the more powerful Xu Huang Ding.

Yang Qian had already figured out some of the deeper meaning behind Master Hanli's reaction.

After all, in the original work, this dwarf in the late stage used the Qianlan Ice Flame to spy on the secret of the Xutian Ding hidden in Han Li's body.

However, Yang Qian did not show any strange expression on the spot.

On the one hand, he was curious about the secret technique that Master Hanli was about to perform, and wanted to witness with his own eyes the experience of this master breaking through the early stage of the Spirit Transformation; on the other hand, he also had considerations about Fairy Bingpo in his heart.

Many years ago, the spirit of Fairy Bingpo had benefited Yang Qian a lot, and he always remembered this favor. Therefore, he also wanted to give Master Hanli and Xiaoji Palace a chance.

What's more, the Xiaoji Palace is not a monolithic entity, and there are many Yuanying stage elders who are in direct conflict with Master Hanli.

Yang Qian was also quite curious about how this dispute would evolve and whether it would be consistent with the original novel.

"It depends on whether you can seize this opportunity." Yang Qian thought leisurely in his heart, but his footsteps did not stop. With the help of Master Hanli's jade pendant, he entered the Sutra Library of Xiaoji Palace without any hindrance.

This so-called Sutra Repository is actually a magnificent secret room.

Everywhere you look, you see rows of stone platforms about ten feet high made of exquisite jade, which are filled with all kinds of classic books.

Yang Qian had his hands behind his back, looking leisurely, his eyes slowly sweeping across the stone platforms, as if he was looking for something, or as if he was admiring the treasures in the room.

These stone platforms are densely packed together and appear to be hundreds of feet wide at a glance. Each stone platform flashes with colorful light shields, and contains a number of jade slips of varying sizes.

At the other end of the secret room, a staircase leading upwards suddenly appeared.

At the entrance, there is a thick barrier that seals it tightly.

"Is this the Sutra Library of your sect? It is truly extraordinary!" Yang Qian smiled slightly, and suddenly turned to ask an old man wearing Xiaoji Palace clothing.

"Yes, senior, you are too kind! Our palace's scripture pavilion is divided into seven floors, but each floor contains different types of classics. It is not the case that the higher the floor, the more precious the classics. But each floor is separated by a barrier to prevent the jade slips from being mixed up by the disciples entering the pavilion. When senior wants to enter the next floor, just tell me at any time. I will always be outside waiting for your orders." The old man had his brows lowered, but the spiritual pressure emanating from his body showed that he was actually a cultivator in the middle stage of the Jindan stage.

"Got it! You can leave now, I will check it myself." Yang Qian said calmly, his voice revealing an unquestionable majesty.

"Yes!" The old man responded respectfully, then slowly backed out of the secret room and closed the stone door again.

As the door of the secret room slowly closed, Yang Qian's eyes became deeper.

He looked around, thinking to himself.

According to the message left by Fairy Bingpo, there is a formation eye hidden in this scripture library, which can be opened and controlled by Xutian Ding, and can even be connected with Xuling Palace, thereby controlling the entire Xiaoji Palace.

The Xuhuang Ding in his hand is more powerful than the Xutian Ding, and should be able to control the core of the formation.

However, where is the center of the formation hidden?
Yang Qian frowned slightly and began to look at the secret room carefully.

He checked the walls, the floor and the ceiling one by one, looking for possible clues.

Isn't it on this floor?

Is it on the top floor?

Thoughts flashed through Yang Qian's mind, and his eyes became determined.

Then he raised his eyebrows faintly, raised his eyelids and looked at the stairs beside him.

“I didn’t come here for the purpose of reading ancient books during the ten days. This seven-story scripture library is large, but it also has an end. It shouldn’t be difficult to find the hidden eye of the formation.” Yang Qian smiled, as if he had figured something out.

Then, he walked calmly to a light shield and waved the object in his hand at the light shield.

Instantly, a light "bang" sound echoed in the quiet space, and the light shield dissipated like a broken bubble, revealing three jade slips placed on the stone platform. Yang Qian picked up one of them at random, and his mind was instantly immersed in it.

However, after just a moment, he shook his head slightly, put the jade slip back in its place, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Then, Yang Qian raised his hand again, picked up another jade slip, and immersed himself in it again.

But this time it took much less time. After just a few breaths, Yang Qian frowned and regained his composure. Then he put the jade slip back with an expressionless face.

"There really isn't anything worth seeing on this first floor." Yang Qian couldn't help but mutter a few words, and turned his gaze to the last jade slip.

But this time, when his mind was immersed in it, a look of interest appeared on his face.

"It's actually a speculation about the cause of the extinction of rare monsters in ancient times. It's suspected to be caused by the fall of a huge meteorite from outer space." Yang Qian's eyes lit up, and he muttered to himself, as if attracted by the content.

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At the same time, on the second floor of Bai Ning Pavilion, which Yang Qian had been to before, two women in white were talking to each other.

One of them was naturally Bai Yaoyi, and the other was another female cultivator who had appeared in Master Hanli’s residence.

The two men have somewhat similar faces, but one is gentle and lovely, while the other is extremely cold.

"I have already told my second sister that I don't know much about this Fellow Daoist Yang Qian. Although he once claimed to be a casual cultivator from overseas, people from the Yinluo Sect later said that he was a cultivator from Tiannan. This person's magical powers are even more bizarre and unpredictable, far surpassing those of ordinary late Nascent Soul cultivators. He once forcefully killed the Silver-Winged Yaksha in the Yin-Yang Cave. As for other things, including how they escaped from Kunwu Mountain, I'm not too sure." Bai Yaoyi stood at the attic window, holding the windowsill with one hand and stroking her black hair with the other, her eyebrows slightly wrinkled, seeming a little unhappy.

"Seventh sister, please don't be surprised. He is just a strange late-stage great cultivator. Not only does his magical power far exceed those of his peers, but he also comes from a remote place like Tiannan. It is really hard to believe. If he is not now in our Xiaoji Palace, and if there are not two late-stage beings, the Great Elder and the Palace Master, in charge, after hearing about his experience, I would not dare to face him directly." Although the other white-shirted woman's words were tactful, her voice was still cold, and she didn't seem to have any emotion at all.

Bai Yaoyi didn't care about the woman's tone, knowing that it was due to her cousin's extreme practice method.

But the other party had been asking about Yang Qian, which still made the woman feel a little unhappy.

"I don't have much acquaintance with this person. We just met last time I went out. I can't tell you any more details. But what I told you before was the truth. What's going on? Why is the Great Elder suddenly so interested in Fellow Daoist Yang Qian?" Bai Yaoyi walked a few steps away from the windowsill and asked leisurely.

“Nothing, it’s because this person possesses an extremely cold flame, and he is exactly the person Senior Brother Hanli wants to find.

Come to think of it, Seventh Sister should have known about this a long time ago, why didn't she tell us about it?" The white-shirted woman asked coldly, her eyes flashing.

“It had been many years since I last saw him, and I had no idea whether he could survive Kunwu Mountain. How could I have rashly mentioned this to Senior Brother Hanli? As for now, I originally wanted to find the Ice Spirit Flower for him and then take the opportunity to mention this matter, but I didn’t expect Senior Brother Ren and the Great Elder to bring it up.” Bai Yaoyi sighed lightly, a look of disapproval revealed on her face, and responded lightly.

"In that case, I will not say anything more. Since Fellow Daoist Yang possesses such extraordinary magical powers, we'd better try to win him over. Especially the purple cold flame he possesses, we'd better find out its true power." After hearing this, the white-shirted woman frowned inadvertently and spoke frankly.

"I understand. If there is a chance, I will try it myself." Bai Yaoyi nodded slightly, raised her eyebrows, and seemed a little reluctant, but finally agreed reluctantly.

Seeing this, the woman in white said no more, but said lightly: "That's great. I'll go first. There may be monsters invading Beiming Island in the near future, so you need to be more careful." After that, she went downstairs without any reluctance.

Bai Yaoyi did not respond, but just looked through the window and watched the light transformed by the white-shirted woman flash and disappear in front of the attic, with a silent look on her face.

She turned around and went back into the house, sat in front of the window, looking at the snow and ice outside, her mind full of thoughts.

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Time passed quickly like quicksand, and Yang Qian's days in the Scripture Library of Xiaoji Palace were like being immersed in a sea of ​​classics.

He stayed there for about eight or nine days without going out. Not only did he read many books that interested him and gained a lot, he also reached the seventh floor of the Sutra Library.

It is somewhat surprising to say that each of the first six floors of the Sutra Repository seems to have been carved out of the same mold, with exactly the same layout, and Yang Qian did not find the so-called eye of the formation.

At first, he was a little suspicious, wondering if something had happened to the center of the formation after more than a hundred thousand years.

However, when Yang Qian finally stepped into the threshold of the Sutra Library on the seventh floor, all his doubts disappeared.

The seventh floor of the Sutra Repository is exactly the same as the six floors seen previously, just like a mirror image.

Everywhere you look, you can see neatly arranged jade platforms, which are several feet high. Each one is meticulously carved, showcasing extraordinary craftsmanship.

On the stone platform, there are a variety of classics with different cover patterns.

In this seemingly ordinary seventh-floor space, Yang Qian's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, locking onto the empty space in the center. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a mysterious arc, as if he had seen through the secret of this empty space.

There was originally nothing there, but now a faint green trace quietly emerged.

These traces are vague and intermittent, like an unfinished painting, hiding some unfathomable secrets.

With a smile on his face, Yang Qian walked towards the green lines with light steps. Every step seemed to be stepping on the node of time, perfectly matching the rhythm of this space.

"This is it." He whispered to himself, his voice revealing an excitement that was difficult to conceal, "It can even make the Void Emperor Cauldron feel something, this place really has a backup plan left by the Ice Soul Fairy!"

He stood quietly by, his eyes sharp as a torch, carefully examining the strange scene before him.

Those green lines seemed to have life. They slowly squirmed under his gaze, emitting an ancient and mysterious aura.

Then, Yang Qian took a deep breath and opened his thin lips slightly.

A stream of green light burst out of his mouth and transformed into a simple and elegant small tripod, spinning in the air.

This is the most powerful magical treasure in his hand - Xuhuang Ding!

“Go!” Yang Qian’s face was solemn. He made a gesture with one hand and suddenly extended a finger with the other hand, gently pointing at the Xuhuang Ding floating in front of him.

As he moved, the Xuhuang Ding seemed to receive some kind of call. It made a crisp humming sound, turned into a green light, and rushed straight towards the green pattern. In the blink of an eye, it was suspended in the air above it.

At this moment, an incredible scene happened! (End of this chapter)