Mortal: The Heavenly Spiritual Root that Begins from the Demonic Path

Yi Jue and his group of three, led by Xuan Ming, flew directly through a layer of golden light without any pause and into the palace above the clouds.

Once you enter the palace, you will find an extremely huge palace complex, which is far more majestic and magnificent than what you see below.

The three big characters on the main gate of the palace are Xutian Palace. They are outlined in silver light and contain a magical method. Yi Jue, who is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, still feels that these three characters have a certain sharpening effect on his spiritual consciousness.

"What a domineering magical power, what a profound cultivation."

Yi Jue exclaimed. There was no inheritance left by the ancient cultivators in his Lingmiao Garden, but he could get a glimpse of one corner of it through the Xutian Palace. Although the ancient cultivators' techniques were crude, it did not mean that they were not powerful.

On the contrary, because they point directly to the original intention and the environment is superior, these techniques point directly to the origin of Tao, and the spiritual power they arouse is even more pure and powerful, and their power is even greater than that of the complicated inheritance of general techniques.

Xuan Ming didn't say much. The Yellow Spring Valley's thousand-year heritage was somewhat overshadowed by the Xutian Palace.

It was the Ji Yin Patriarch who showed off at this time.

"I have been to this Xutian Palace twice. It is vast, profound, and has countless treasures. It has been passed down for tens of thousands of years and is still inexhaustible. It is worthy of the title of the first treasure land in Chaos Star Sea."

Yi Jue took a look at the cloud patterns and buildings around him. As his spiritual sense was imprisoned, he could only glance at them. After looking for a long time, he couldn't figure out anything. He just remembered some of them and continued walking forward.

Xuanming was paying attention to these restrictions. Not only did they imprison his spiritual consciousness, they even faintly revealed a certain kind of oppression. Xuanming had stayed in the small world for a long time and could sense a little bit of the restrictions of stability and suppression.

The last time Ji Yin came in, he didn't have a Nascent Soul yet. This time, thinking back to the sigh from last time, he also lamented the vicissitudes of time.

Over the past three hundred years, Jiyin Island changed hands several times and he himself became a prisoner.

The Xutian Palace opens again, the starry sea is in turmoil overnight, but the identity of the chess player is shifted.

"My fire python, my blood jade spider, my Xutian Ding!"

"Three hundred years of planning, but all failed at the last moment!"

Ji Yin only felt that the Tiandu corpse fire seemed to be out of control, burning his heart fiercely, but the qualities of an old demon told him that he had to endure it at this time.

The three of them walked into the gate together. After passing through the gate, there was a flight of ten thousand steps. They went up the stairs, passed through a corridor, and came to a huge square hall.

This place is extremely vast, about three or four hundred feet wide, enough to accommodate thousands of people gathering here.

In the middle, there are dozens or even a hundred stone pillars, standing in a square shape. On these stone pillars, there are many monks sitting in groups of three or two. On some of the stone pillars, there are solitary figures, while on some of the stone pillars, there are groups of three or two.

These stone pillars were not simple either. Some were carved with dragons and phoenixes, some had simple cloud patterns, and there were also many exotic beasts that Yi Jue had never seen before.

As soon as Yi Jue and the other two came in, they attracted many eyes, and these eyes were obviously not directed at Yi Jue.

At this time, Ji Yin also consciously stood in front of the stage, not caring about the gazes of the crowd, and flew directly to a high platform. On the platform was another old Confucian scholar.

"Fellow Daoist Qing Yi is not in Nanhe Island practicing, so how come you have time to come and take a look at Xutian Palace?"

The old scholar saw Ji Yin and the other two people flying directly to the stone pillar where he was standing, and he also said coldly,
"Your Tianshiyuan has been very popular recently. Not only did you hold a very successful auction, but you also forced the great elder Jin Kui to retreat."

"I heard that the person in charge of the exploration of Xutian Palace this time is the Great Elder Jin Kui. I wonder how you plan to deal with it?"

Ji Yin ignored the old scholar and turned to a beautiful woman not far away, smiling happily,

"I'm Jiyin, the city lord of Dipo Immortal City in Tianshiyuan. Nice to meet you, Madam Wen." The beautiful woman was wiping the sword in her hand, but she paused when she heard the words. She turned her head to look at Jiyin, and then seemed to want to say something, but finally held back.

Just waved his hand and said,

"I will not go deep into the depths this time. You don't need to take me with you to do this."

Obviously, Mrs. Wen may not give face to Ji Yin, but when it comes to Tian Shiyuan's face, Mrs. Wen has to express her attitude.

Qing Yi said with a frown at this time,

"Old ghost, you have made a fortune. You sold your Jiyin Island for a good price!"

"You don't care about it, Great Elder Jin Kui. After all, he won't take action himself. But I wonder if you can care about that barbarian beard?"

Apparently, Qing Yi, who was looked down upon, couldn't hold back and revealed another piece of information.

Ji Yin has known this old ghost Qing Yi for hundreds of years. He knows his character very well and knows that he would not do anything without a purpose.

Especially as a casual cultivator, he has the most opportunities to cooperate with Tian Shiyuan in the future. Therefore, even though Ji Yin embarrassed him a little, it did not cause him to feel disgusted.

When Ji Yin heard the name of Man Huzi, his brows immediately frowned, and it was obvious that he was extremely afraid of this name.

"Isn't that old guy still alive?"

Qing Yi stroked his beard, squinted his eyes and smiled.
"Then who knows."

"It's just that I heard that someone gave him a fragment of the Xutian map as a tribute, and told him that there is a longevity fruit in the Xutian Palace, and that the Bu Tian Pill can also prolong his life."

"Even if that barbarian bearded man still has some life left, I'm afraid it won't be long. Naturally, he won't miss this trip to the Xutian Palace."

The two were chatting when Yi Jue's spiritual sense moved and he found a familiar little guy flying in. As expected, it was Han Li.

However, Han Li came here alone, and he didn't know whether Zhang Tie was with him or had gone to practice in seclusion alone.

As soon as Han Li came in, he found that there were many acquaintances. Many of them had enemies and grudges against him, but there seemed to be few with whom he had friendly relations.

The only person who could be considered friendly was probably Yi Jue, whom he had met twice.

However, Han Li didn't know why, but every time he recalled their meeting, he always felt a creepy feeling.

At this moment, a voice reached Han Li's ears.
"But Fellow Daoist Han?"

Han Li turned around and saw a cultivator shrouded in a black robe. This man's cultivation was even more profound than Han Li's. Han Li thought hard and had never thought that he had seen this man before.

That person then transmitted the message,
"Outside Biyun City, under the Bodhi tree, Huazi is sloppy, and the Hidden Heaven Formation is in place."

Hearing this, Han Li also remembered an accident that happened when he first arrived here. That time, as soon as he left the teleportation array, he was chased by cultivators.

He thought it was a cultivator from Tiannan, so he fled in a hurry. He was not in good condition at the time, and Zhang Tie was also seriously injured, so he was in a very bad state. (End of this chapter)