Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

"In that case, let's say goodbye to Fellow Daoist Bai here. I am quite interested in this treasure."

Faced with Bai Yaoyi's retreat, Yan Yun was not at all surprised, but simply expressed his farewell calmly.

"Since Brother Yan is so confident, I will not try to dissuade you any further. Please take care of yourself!"

After listening to Yan Yun's words, Bai Yaoyi responded with a wry smile.

"Please take care, Brother Bai!"

Yan Yun clasped his hands together, shook his body slightly, and rushed towards the entrance in the distance.

The four Guiling demons followed closely behind in silence.

Bai Yaoyi stared at the departing backs of Yan Yun and others, sighed softly, then took out a medicine bottle from the storage bag, poured out a fiery red pill and swallowed it into her stomach.

Yan Yun, who had already walked more than twenty feet, seemed to suddenly think of something. He suddenly turned back and asked from a distance.

"Friend Bai, I have heard of the great name of Beiye Xiaoji Palace. Will I have the honor to visit it in the future?"

"Brother Yan, you are joking. I naturally warmly welcome you, Brother Yan."

Bai Yaoyi was stunned for a moment, then replied with a bright smile.

"With Fellow Daoist Bai's promise, Yan feels relieved."

Yan Yun smiled slightly, and then left without looking back.

When Yan Yun's figure disappeared at the entrance, the smile on Bai Yaoyi's face gradually faded, and a trace of deep thought appeared on her jade-like face.

Although she readily agreed to Yan Yun's request, she was full of doubts about what he had just said and didn't understand why Yan Yun suddenly mentioned Xiaoji Palace.

The seventh floor was empty and silent, without a single person in sight.

Yan Yun, Gui Ling and a few other monsters easily found the small stone chamber leading to the eighth floor. The two small black and white teleportation arrays still stood there quietly.

Looking at the teleportation array in front of him, Yan Yun touched his chin, his eyes flashing with thought.

"Yin Yue, what do you feel? These two magic arrays are both short-range teleportation arrays, which should be the passages leading to the upper level. Is there really something calling you? Can you sense anything unusual?"

Yan Yun asked Yin Yue quietly in his spiritual consciousness.

"It's quite strange. There seems to be a familiar aura inside these two teleportation arrays. However, the aura of the white teleportation array seems to be stronger."

Yin Yue responded slowly.

"That's enough, then let's choose to enter through the white teleportation array."

After a moment's silence, Yan Yun spoke calmly to Yin Yue.

Then, he stepped into the white teleportation array without hesitation. Seeing this, Gui Ling followed him without hesitation.

A spell struck the edge of the magic circle, and a flash of light appeared around them. The two people disappeared without a trace under the cover of white light.

Almost the moment they appeared on the eighth floor, Yan Yun and Gui Ling immediately took action.

Yan Yun quickly took out the Yuan Gang Shield, and Gui Ling instantly put on blood-red armor.

After all, no one can be sure whether there are enemies waiting for them near the teleportation array.

With their rich experience, Yan Yun and Gui Ling would naturally not ignore this.

The expected attack did not come as expected, but the deafening roar came like a violent storm. The discomfort caused by the transmission had just dissipated, and Yan Yun looked around and was shocked.

What I saw before me was chaos and turmoil like a violent storm.

Immortal cultivators in the air and on the ground controlled various flying magical instruments and cast spells, like the dance of flying swords and magic weapons. There were dazzling lights and galloping lights everywhere.

In the center of this chaotic battlefield, there is a magnificent palace. Surrounding the palace, there is a huge magic circle and dozens of altars.

On each altar stands a white jade statue several feet tall, wearing golden armor and holding a giant golden blade, as if it has been resurrected.

These stone statues echoed with the restrictions of the huge magic circle, releasing golden lights several feet long, and engaged in a fierce battle with many monks, and did not seem to be at a disadvantage.

However, not all of the monks present were focused on the stone statues. Many of them looked up at the palace from time to time while attacking.

About ten feet above the palace, there was a uniquely shaped emerald green wooden ruler suspended, emitting a faint green light.

This wooden ruler is only half a foot long, simple in style, and rotates slowly. If it were just this, it would be just an ordinary treasure and would not attract the attention of so many monks.

What is truly eye-catching is that every time the wooden ruler rotates a circle, countless pale silver lotus flowers will suddenly appear nearby, swaying gently and difficult to distinguish between real and fake.

Among these lotuses, there are eight phantoms of spirit beasts of various shapes, which appear and disappear. They look up at the wooden ruler and make crisp chirping sounds, as if paying tribute to it.

"The Suan-horned Beast, the Eight-Deer, the Golden-Scaled Dragon..."

After Yan Yun carefully identified it, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

These phantoms of spiritual beasts are all famous monsters from ancient times!
“Eight Spirit Ruler! It turns out that the three Kunwu elders did not bring this spiritual treasure back to the spirit world!”

Before Yan Yun could come to his senses, Gui Ling beside him was already whispering to himself in astonishment.

"The Eight Spirit Ruler is also a magical treasure that can reach the sky, but it was used less frequently in ancient times, so it is not as famous as other treasures. However, as a magical treasure that can reach the sky, its power cannot be ignored."

Yin Yue explained slowly.

"what happened to you?"

Yan Yun frowned, keenly aware of the abnormality in Yin Yue's tone.

"I can't explain it either. It feels very strange. I knew nothing about this magical treasure, but just now detailed information about it suddenly emerged in my mind."

"Also, there seems to be some kind of power in that palace calling me. No, it's not just power, it's more like an extremely close person calling me. Or rather, my other half exists there."

Yin Yue's expression seemed a little dazed, and her words became unclear.

Hearing this, Yan Yun's heart tightened, and naturally he no longer had time to ask Yin Yue for more details.

There was a gleam in his eyes, and he strode out of the teleportation array. Then he leaped into the air and headed straight towards the palace.

Among these practitioners with unfamiliar faces, several others saw that so many people were paying attention to the newly appeared Yan Yun.

After exchanging glances, they all retreated a distance and no longer attacked the stone puppets in the magic circle.

One of the scholars in the late Yuanying stage, a white-robed scholar, opened his lips slightly and whispered to Yan Yun, "I am the head of the Ye family and the head of the Jin royal family. I would like to join hands with you to explore this secret realm. What do you think? I only need what you give me, and the rest will be yours."

Yan Yun was a little surprised to hear this, but he remained calm and did not respond.

"Please do not doubt that the Ye family is greedy. Although such treasures are precious, they may be difficult to preserve without help."

Seeing that Yan Yun was extremely powerful and could control Gui Ling, the Confucian scholars became more determined to recruit him.

Yan Yun frowned slightly, and finally spoke:

"You are the richest man in Dajin, why would you cooperate with me? Besides, you already have two masters here, where is the other fellow Taoist?"

Yan Yun glanced at the crowd and was familiar with these unfamiliar faces.

"It's unexpected that Brother Yan knows someone from my Ye family. Forgive me for being frank, but my elder should be in the tower. Although there is no contact yet, I believe he will take action at the critical moment. Perhaps, he has already sneaked into the palace."

The Confucian scholar was shocked and sneered.

"If there is nothing in the temple, wouldn't it be a waste of effort and offend others?"

Yan Yun thought for a moment and replied:
"This is not difficult. I have found several artifacts in other places in Kunwu Mountain. If you don't find any, I can give them all to you. As for offending others, my Ye family can accept you as a guest elder, or pay you a million spirit stones as a thank you."

Seeing Yan Yun wavering, the white-robed scholar hurriedly proposed a plan.

He was worried because the big-headed monster and other Ye family monks suddenly disappeared, so he tried to win over Yan Yun at all costs.

"I won't mention the guest elders for now. But I am quite tempted by the one million spirit stones. At worst, I will leave Dajin immediately after this."

After a brief thought, Yan Yun actually agreed with a smile.

"That's great. Then I will reach an agreement with you. You just need to act according to the circumstances later." The scholar in white robe seemed very happy.

"Master, are you really going to give this Eight Spirit Ruler to someone else?"

As the spirit connected to Yan Yun's mind, Yin Yue heard every word of the conversation between Yan Yun and the Confucian scholar and could not help but ask.

"Give it to others? How is that possible? I just don't want to get into trouble of being besieged by everyone."

Yan Yun explained to Yin Yue leisurely, "After all, I haven't got the Tongtian Lingbao yet, and I don't want to waste too much spiritual energy here."

"In that case, let's fight the enemy together."

Elder Ye smiled and said.

Yan Yun smiled slightly when he heard this, and waved his hand at the same time. Dozens of golden swords stabbed at the stone puppet like meteors. The others followed closely and attacked the formation with all their strength.

The puppets that had been silent below immediately resumed their actions, brandishing their golden blades to fight back. The battle broke out again.

When everyone worked together to attack the large formation surrounding the palace, no one noticed that the two female cultivators of the Huaxian Sect were whispering.

"Sister, do you really want to help them break the formation? Could it be that the palace is the place where the ancient demon saint mentioned by Elder Xiang was sealed? Otherwise, how could the Eight Spirit Ruler appear here?"

The beautiful woman asked Mrs. Mu in a low voice, her face full of worry.

"Don't worry, Junior Sister. This is not the place where the ancient demon is sealed. I want to break the formation, in fact, to find the center of the forbidden area of ​​Kunwu Mountain, which is the ninth floor of the Demon Sealing Tower. To reshape the seal, I need to use the Dragon Seal and the ninth floor to cast a spell. However, there are no entrances around, only this palace is suspicious."

Madam Mu answered confidently, "The entrance is most likely hidden in the palace. The Eight Spirit Ruler and the magic circle may be used to seal the ninth floor. I didn't tell you in detail before, so you had some doubts."

"I see. Why didn't Senior Sister reinforce the seal, but brought me here instead? But this Eight Spirit Ruler..."

The beautiful woman suddenly realized.

"The Eight Spirit Ruler is a relic of our sect's predecessor, so it is only natural for us to take it back."

Madam Mu interrupted the beautiful woman and continued, "That is true, but it may not be easy to seize this treasure."

The beautiful woman glanced at Yan Yun, her eyes filled with fear.

"That may not be the case. The Four Symbols Ruler in Junior Sister's hand was refined based on the Eight Spirit Ruler. It may be useful in the fight later. Even if we cannot succeed, Elder Xiang may arrive at any time. Whoever gets the treasure must return it by then. With his deep connection with our sect, he may benefit a lot from pleading with us."

There was a hint of cunning in Mrs. Mu's tone.

"That makes sense! But where does the black teleportation array in the stone chamber where we were teleported to lead to? Is it the place where the ancient demon was sealed? It's a pity that the teleportation array has failed. Otherwise, we should explore it first."

The beautiful woman raised questions again, looking worried.

"Unknown. The sect's scriptures do not detail the ancient demon seal."

Mrs. Mu was stunned and could only respond in this way.

Madam Mu talked quietly with the two women, but at this moment, they did not know that the Ancient Demon Saint they were talking about was struggling to break free from the seal in a hidden space nearby.

The five magic weapons on the two-headed giant wolf's head, including the sunglasses, jade lotus, ring, command arrow, and black bottle, sprayed black beams downwards and injected them into the body of the silver giant wolf, causing an eerie magic light to emerge on its surface and pushing the talismans and chains on its body several inches away.

Stimulated by the magic light, these talismans and chains flashed with strange light, as if triggering the restrictions contained within.

However, what is more eye-catching are the yellow bronze mirrors surrounding it.

At this moment, they hummed in unison, and the yellow beams they emitted were several times thicker than before, and the cage they formed seemed indestructible.

The black teleportation array below it was covered by a set of flags emitting gray light, which caused the array to temporarily stagnate and prevent other monks from entering by mistake.

The silver wolf's black head has been completely demonized, its horn has grown larger, black arcs of electricity are flashing, and thunder is roaring.

His eyes flashed with dazzling purple devilish flames, and the talismans that were looked at by this gaze spontaneously combusted and turned into ashes.

With the infusion of demonic energy from the five magic weapons, the Ancient Demon Saint's soul accumulated enough power and began to cast spells to escape from his predicament.

As time passed, the black wolf head turned the last talisman beside it into nothing, then let out a low roar, and its originally huge body expanded again in the black light, as if it wanted to transform into a god who created the world and filled the entire space.

The cage formed by the yellow light column could only trap the giant wolf for a moment before it was forcibly broken through. Hundreds of bronze mirrors shattered at the same time, turning into stars in the sky and disappearing without a trace.

On the other hand, the originally inconspicuous Great Zhoutian Star Chain, with flashing light, became thicker as the giant wolf's body grew larger. It still bound the giant wolf tightly without loosening for a moment, and when the giant wolf struggled, a layer of milky white flame suddenly ignited on the chain.

The smell of burning flesh filled the entire space. The white flame ignored the protective magic light on the giant wolf and directly ignited its silver-white hair.

The black wolf head showed an expression of extreme pain, and this fire was obviously unusual.

Although the Saint Ancestor's soul has been trapped for many years, its magical powers have not diminished and it will soon be able to escape from the predicament.

At the entrance of the crack in the Kunwu Mountain seal, figures were swaying around, but the number of monks gathered did not increase. Compared with the thousands of monks before, there were only two or three hundred people, which seemed to be less than half. (End of this chapter)