Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

When Master Hanli saw Yang Qian's actions, his face sank as water. Then his shoulders shook slightly, and the blue flames on his body suddenly increased several times. His whole body turned into a giant fireball, shining with blue light.

At the same time, the middle-aged man in green shirt and Bai Mengxin also responded quickly.

The middle-aged man twisted his fingers lightly, and an invisible force surged out from his fingertips. Then, more than a dozen flying swords shot out from his body. They were crystal clear, like ice crystals, flashing a cold light.

Bai Mengxin waved her sleeves lightly, and two short spears that looked ordinary but emitted a chilling aura flew out, circling in front of her, making strange, weeping sounds.

Upon seeing this, the monk showed helplessness on his face and whispered a Buddhist name, then flew towards the light curtain. It seemed that like the old woman, he was not going to intervene in the matter.

However, the monk suddenly changed direction on the way and flew directly towards Yang Qian.

Yang Qian was stunned, recalling the other party's intention in the original book, and then suddenly he heard the monk's voice.

Yang Qian couldn't help but be stunned, and a strange expression appeared on his face, as if he was smiling but not smiling.

"Brother Yang, please accept this Qianlan Ding. I will help you when we start the fight later!"

As he spoke, the monk suddenly raised his hand and a ball of blue light shot straight towards Yang Qian.

It was exactly that Qianlan Ding.

"Mojiu, what are you doing?" Master Hanli shouted angrily.

Although he knew that the monk had no good intentions, Yang Qian naturally would not be polite when a treasure was delivered to his doorstep.

Immediately, he flicked his sleeves lightly, and a purple cloud swept out, and he was about to put the tripod into his sleeves.

When Master Hanli saw this, his face darkened. He suddenly made a hand gesture and flew towards the small tripod faster.

With a "puff" sound, the small tripod that had been unusually calm paused in mid-air, and then the lid of the tripod flew up, and a raging blue flame emerged from it, then wrapped around the tripod and changed its direction, shooting towards Master Hanli.

"You really did something to it!" The gray-robed monk snorted coldly, and grabbed the air with one hand as if prepared. Suddenly, a green hand appeared on the tripod and grabbed it downwards.

We must restrict this tripod again!
"Break!" Master Hanli's pupils shone with golden light and his mouth spoke like thunder.

A rumbling sound was heard, and the green hand twisted at the back of its hand. An ancient document flashing with golden light appeared out of thin air. Then there was a loud "bang", and the ancient document exploded. As the golden light flashed, the power was surprisingly great, and it turned the hand into nothing.

"Haoran Changge Jue! You are actually practicing Confucian techniques!" the monk blurted out in a low voice.

Master Hanli ignored it completely. With a wave of his hand, the small tripod continued to fly away and he brought the weapon back.

At this moment, a strand of green hair shot out strangely from the nearby void. With a flash of green light, it wrapped around the cauldron and shot back, leaving no chance for others to react.

Master Hanli was startled, and without thinking too much, he made hand gestures and uttered the word "break" several times.

Several golden ancient characters exploded on the black hair one after another, with a deafening roar, but the black hair only scattered slightly and then immediately recovered as before, rolling the small tripod into the hands of another person.

In front of this person was another tripod several inches in size floating on it, with runes floating on it. It looked somewhat similar to the Qianlan Tripod, and the black hair was flying out from the tripod.

"Xu Tian Ding!" Master Hanli murmured when he saw this scene.

"No, Fellow Daoist Hanli, you are wrong! This is not the Xutian Ding you know, but the Xuhuang Ding which is even more powerful!"

A deep voice echoed in the air, as if it came from ancient times.

A tall figure gradually emerged from the tangled black hair. It was a man with a stern face and mocking eyes.

He was none other than Yang Qian, who at this moment summoned the all-powerful magical treasure Xuhuang Ding.

He clenched his palm lightly, holding the Qianlan Ding firmly in his hand. Then, he waved it lightly and pointed it at the Xuhuang Ding in front of him.

A crisp "clang" sound broke the silence around.

On the Xuhuang Ding, several strands of green silk flowed out like running water, quickly wrapping the Qianlan Ding and forming a silk ball that sparkled with green light.

Then Yang Qian flicked his sleeves and put the green ball into his sleeves. Then he raised his head and looked at Master Hanli expressionlessly, with a sneer on his lips.

"Xu Tian Ding? No, that's Xu Huang Ding?! Its power seems to be several times greater than that of Xu Tian Ding! Could it be that this is also the peerless treasure left by the ancestor, Fairy Bingpo?" When Master Hanli heard Yang Qian's words, he was shocked at first, as if he was struck by a thunderbolt. There was such an incredible thing in the world.

However, in a flash, his expression changed from astonishment to ecstasy, and his eyes flickered with fire, like stars in the darkness, burning with desire and yearning for unknown power.

"Good, very good! No matter it is Xu Tian Ding or Xu Huang Ding, they are both celestial magic treasures refined by our ancestor, Fairy Bingpo, and they should belong to my Xiaoji Palace! Moreover, with such a powerful celestial magic treasure as Xu Huang Ding, you can only cultivate it to the second level of Tong Bao Jue at most with your late stage cultivation. In this case, you can only exert part of the power of this magic treasure. But Master Mojiu, I didn't expect that you would make such an unwise choice. You are forcing me to take action against you as well." The excitement of Master Hanli gradually calmed down. Seeing that the Qianlan Ding was taken away, he did not get angry. Instead, he sighed and said to the monk.

“Brother Hanli and I have known each other for more than a hundred years. I am only doing this to protect myself. I don’t want to be silenced after your palace kills Brother Yang. The Tongtian Lingbao is such a big deal, Brother Hanli didn’t intend to let me leave from the beginning. I am just a casual cultivator, and I don’t have the deep relationship with your palace like Brother Long.” The gray-robed monk took out a wooden fish with a green glow from his sleeve, with an unusually calm expression.

"Master Mojiu, what do you mean by this!" The old woman who had originally retreated to the side heard this and her eyes flashed with a sharp light as she asked coldly.

"Why do you have to continue hiding this, fellow Daoist! Others may not know about this matter, but I know a lot. The Liucui Sect headed by Fellow Daoist Long is actually a branch of the outer sect of Xiaoji Palace. Fellow Daoist Long is actually one of the outer sect elders of Xiaoji Palace. Am I wrong?" said the gray-robed monk with a serious expression.

"I didn't expect that the master even knew about this. Elder Long, it seems that you don't have to wait for the right opportunity, let's take action together." Master Hanli was silent for a moment, and finally stopped hiding it.

"Hehe! It seems that I can't be lazy anymore. But Great Elder, you didn't tell me about the Xu Tian Ding matter in advance. Do you have to keep it so secret from us outer sect elders?" The old woman's face was as gloomy as water. A yellow light flashed in her hand, and a dragon-headed cane about ten feet long appeared in her hand. Then she suddenly said coldly to Master Hanli.

"I did this for the sake of keeping it secret. No matter what, we should capture these two people now and then seize this tripod. With this tripod as the treasure of the palace, I believe that even if I face a powerful opponent in the future, I will be able to repel the enemy." Master Hanli replied evasively.

"Leave Fellow Daoist Mojiu to me. The three of you should deal with that kid named Yang first and take the Xutian Ding." The old woman's face was full of wrinkles and she was a little dissatisfied, but she nodded and said.

"Okay, let's do this." Upon seeing this, Master Hanli no longer hesitated. He flipped one hand, and suddenly a light blue array plate appeared in his hand. With the other hand, he quickly pinched the magic spell.

"Oh no, he is about to activate the ban, stop him quickly!" The gray-robed monk said with a changed expression when he saw Master Hanli's actions, and then he raised his hand, and a ball of emerald green light shot out, and actually sacrificed the wooden fish in his hand.

Then he urged the spell, and a long and clear "bang" sound came from the wooden fish!
This sound was like the sound of a valley, or like the chanting of a Buddhist monk, which made the people who heard it feel as if their souls had left their bodies. However, everyone present had extraordinary magical powers, and the old woman woke up in an instant before the second sound of the wooden fish came out. She snorted coldly, pointed her cane at the wooden fish, and a thick dark yellow sword energy flashed out.

Upon seeing this, the gray-robed monk did not bother to use the Sanskrit sound to attack the enemy, and hurriedly poured his magic power into the wooden fish. The treasure circled in the air for a while, and then grew rapidly to a size of several feet. It was like a huge rock, and it flew directly towards the sword light. Suddenly, there were bursts of explosions, and the wooden fish was entangled with the sword light.

However, Master Hanli did not stop casting spells at all, and the formation plate in his hand even began to emit a dazzling light.

Yang Qian let out a sigh of relief!

He had no intention of letting Master Hanli activate the magic circle smoothly. He raised one hand and snapped his five fingers. More than ten purple sword energies shot out from his fingertips in an instant.

The target was Master Hanli who kept pointing at the formation plate.

Yang Qian threw out more than ten purple sword auras, but they were halfway through their flight when they were intercepted by several other white sword auras and two black rays of light, which entangled them together and emitted bursts of spiritual light.

The ones who took action were Bai Mengxin and the middle-aged man in green.

Seeing that the sword energy was cut into pieces almost in an instant, Yang Qian frowned. Instead of rushing to stop Master Hanli from casting the spell, he just shook his sleeves suddenly and three flying swords swam out like fish, turning into a three-colored stream of light to protect himself. Then he watched Master Hanli's actions coldly.

A loud "boom" sound suddenly came from under him. Yang Qian was startled, but immediately a flash of light appeared around his body and he soared into the air from the column of light.

At this moment, the purple beam of light below disappeared out of thin air, and a circular formation diagram with shining light emerged.

Yang Qian only felt a strong suction force coming from under him, causing his body to fall down as if it were a thousand pounds. At the same time, there was a sudden flash of light around him, and strange spiritual waves were shaking one after another.

Before he could cast the spell, the scene nearby suddenly changed and he found himself in a void filled with snow and wind.

Countless snowflakes fell from the sky, and the ground was crystal clear. It turned out to be a glacier.

"It's an illusion! It's quite interesting!"

As soon as Yang Qian's feet touched the ground, he chuckled, but there was no smile on his face.

At this time, the restrictions on his body became even stronger. If he had not practiced the Ming Wang Jue, his body would not be able to bear it. But compared with the gravity of the golden magnetic wood, it was naturally incomparable.

Thinking of this, Yang Qian's mind moved, and a golden sword light circled in front of him. The gravity on his body was instantly cut off.

His figure was wrapped in a ball of golden light and slowly rose again.

Yang Qian first glanced around, his eyes slightly narrowed, and blue light flashed.

The place was covered in white, and there was no trace of other people. It seemed as if he was the only living person in the seemingly endless place.

I raised my head and gazed at the sky again. The huge snowflakes falling from the sky seemed endless.

Suddenly, a blue light shone brightly in his eyes, and then he let out a low shout. The sword light circling around him shot out a dozen afterimages, and the target was a void somewhere in the sky that seemed to be empty.

A series of explosions came from the void, and then bright sword beams intertwined and flickered there, and then more than a dozen small swords appeared.

These flying swords were only a few inches in size, but each one was crystal clear. Just now, they took the opportunity to hide in the wind and snow and quietly shot towards Yang Qian.

But Yang Qian discovered it earlier and easily destroyed their tracks with a sword.

"Huh!" A surprised voice came from somewhere. It was Bai Mengxin's voice, but it was full of surprise.

But the three flying swords flashed and disappeared without a trace in the wind and snow.

Yang Qian raised his eyebrows, and without thinking, he pinched his hands together. Suddenly, lightning flashed around him, and three small swords flew out directly. Each one was dazzling and chilling!

After circling, these small swords suddenly scattered and shot out this time. As a result, another loud bang was heard, and the dozen or so crystal flying swords were accurately cut into their original shapes by the three thunder swords.

Then, under Yang Qian's spell, the two flying swords began to buzz at the same time, and the three-colored light and crystal light intertwined together, and they actually started fighting.

When Yang Qian saw this, a fierce look flashed in his eyes and he suddenly uttered a strange spell.

A muffled groan came from somewhere in the wind and snow, and a ball of white light burst out dozens of feet away. A woman in white clothes appeared, holding her head with both hands, and a look of pain appeared on her beautiful face.

It was Bai Mengxin who was hit by Yang Qian’s secret technique “Shocking Soul”!
The goddess's thoughts were confused, and the flying swords that were originally in a stalemate with Yang Qian's flying sword involuntarily dimmed their spiritual light and their power was greatly reduced.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qian suddenly urged the sword formula in his mind, and the three thunder swords, Gengjin Jielei Sword, Yimu Zhenglei Sword and Guishui Yinlei Sword, shone brightly and circled around the sluggish ice swords.

There was a loud "crackling" sound, and half of the dozen or so ice swords were cut in half by Yang Qian's thunder sword.

The remaining few ice swords also dimmed in an instant, and kept wailing, as if they were severely damaged.

The woman in white, who had just recovered from the stab of unconsciousness, was shocked when she saw her life-saving magic weapon was destroyed. She spat out several mouthfuls of blood due to her distracted mind, but she did not care about this matter and hurriedly urged the sword formula to retrieve all the remaining flying swords.

Otherwise, if all the flying swords were destroyed, the damage would not be limited to the current situation.

But Yang Qian had already taken action, so how could he let the woman take back her natal flying sword so easily?

He quickly raised his hand and pointed at the flying swords in the distance. Immediately, three thunder swords chased after the remaining ice swords and entangled them. At the same time, the flying swords that had no opponents escaped at an incredibly fast speed. After a few flashes, they unexpectedly circled in front of these ice swords. Then, they attacked from the front and back, and the sound of sword energy was loud, trapping these flying swords inside.

Yang Qian once again activated the sword technique and was about to rely on the sharpness of his flying sword to completely destroy the woman's life-saving magic weapon, when a loud shout suddenly came from above his head.

"you dare!"

Then two black rainbows flashed, and two black dragons with bared fangs and claws flew out from the snow in the sky. Each one was seven or eight feet long and extremely ferocious. (End of this chapter)