The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 210 Cemetery
There are so many amazing avenues of charm here.

Doctor Li stayed here for about a month and then left.

On this day, Xiao Ping'an flew high into the sky, survived a terrifying heavenly tribulation, and took the third step.

The third step after the completion of the first secret realm of Xiantai.

After he returned to the Wuji Holy Land, he began to move around constantly, constantly deducing and calculating.

Lu Wushuang and Ye Qiu looked at Xiao Ping'an's frowning face, and they were not only curious, but also couldn't help asking: "Son Ping'an, I wonder what problem you have encountered?"

"My two seniors, the more I learn here, the more I feel that this place is not simple!"

"I always feel like there's a big secret here!"

"If I just go to attend the birthday banquet of the Saint Lord of the Ji family, I will always feel unwilling and want to get something here!" Xiao Pingan said.

Lu Wushuang looked confused.

Ye Qiu said: "Really? There must be a reason why a cultivator suddenly has an impulse!"

"Let's stay here for a while. It doesn't matter whether we miss the birthday party or not. The Holy Son of Haiyue and the Holy Lord of Haiyue will attend anyway. It will definitely not be considered rude even if we don't go!" Lu Wushuang said.

Xiao Ping'an thought about it and realized this was true, but when he went to the Ji family to attend the birthday banquet, he was more attracted by their aura of the great way.

If you don't go, it will be a huge loss.

After all, the Ji family is not open to the public for very long. Even if you go to visit, you can just wander around some ordinary areas with some juniors.

Outsiders are definitely not allowed to enter the core area.

It is rare to hold a birthday banquet in the main hall of the core area. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

After Xiao Ping'an practiced the secret of the first word, he would occasionally have some magical sensations.

Afterwards it was verified that most of them were true.

Xiao Ping'an felt that there was an opportunity here, so he lingered here for a long time and did not leave.

After searching for more than a month, I still didn't find what I wanted.

Xiao Ping'an also felt a little irritated: "Use the previous word secret to deduce it again for one day. If there is nothing, I will leave tomorrow!"

There was a golden glow in Xiao Ping'an's eyes, and nine-color light was flashing.

He sat cross-legged, with a divine light shining between his eyebrows, and was deducing with all his might.

The five great Dao Palaces in his body roared with the sound of the Dao.

Around his body, there appeared one after another lightning bolts like dragons, seven in total, lingering around his body.

Hundreds of mysterious chaotic energies emerged from his body and enveloped him, making his entire figure appear mysterious and illusory.

Lu Wushuang and Ye Qiu protected them silently, and used some methods to conceal their aura to prevent outsiders from spying.

They knew that Xiao Ping'an had many secrets and his understanding of the Tao was unfathomable.

Therefore, whenever Xiao Ping'an fell into a state of enlightenment, the two of them would gather all their energy and be on full alert.

If Xiao Ping'an is the flower of the avenue, the two are willing to be the green leaves and protect Xiao Ping'an.

The sound of the great way continued for a whole day and night.

As dawn approached, Xiao Ping'an suddenly opened his eyes. Nine-colored divine light flashed in his eyes, and he looked towards the void.

"There is a small world there!" Xiao Ping'an pointed to a void.

"what?"

"Son of Peace, what do you see?"

Lu Wushuang and Ye Qiu's faces were filled with shock and joy.

"I saw it. There was a piece of pure land there with countless petals flying in it." Xiao Ping'an said.

"Found it, open it for me!" Xiao Ping'an shouted and suddenly burst out with the power of the underground dragon vein.

It seemed as if thousands of dragons roared together, emitting a terrifying heavenly sound.

The void shook, and the shadow of a small world slowly emerged. "Two seniors, let's go in together!" Xiao Ping'an said as he rushed towards the shadow of the small world and flew in with a whoosh.

Lu Wushuang and Elder Ye Qiu followed behind him and passed through quickly, but did not enter any small world.

"Where is the Son of Peace?"

"What's going on? Why can't we get in, and can't we sense that small world?"

Lu Wushuang and Ye Qiu looked at each other.

Xiao Ping'an entered that beautiful little world.

There was a bright light there, with countless petals dancing in the air, divine clouds filling the sky, and divine light shining brightly. It was a beautiful sight.

There are exotic flowers and plants emitting fragrance everywhere, as well as countless beautiful fairy flowers and ancient Qilin trees that can be used for enlightenment.

Spiritual springs gushed out, and there were also some ancient medicinal herbs that exuded an alluring fragrance.

This is truly a dreamy little world, with spiritual energy as rich as water. It is a great place to practice.

Xiao Ping'an opened his third eye and observed carefully to see if there were any holy weapons left here, or any precious treasures from heaven and earth.

Suddenly, Xiao Ping'an discovered row after row of huge red coffins. They were buried underground, in the underground palace.

The terrifying aura that was emitted made Xiao Ping'an feel creepy all over.

This beautiful little world turned out to be a cemetery.

Xiao Ping'an thought that having a holy weapon on him should be enough to ensure his safety.

Therefore, he opened the entrance to the underground palace and went into the palace to comprehend the charm of the Tao.

There are so many corpses of powerful people from the Wuji Holy Land, there should be a powerful origin among them, right?

Xiao Ping'an's thought flashed through his mind, and he gave up the idea of ​​using the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art to extract these essences.

Then he felt the charm of the Tao here.

He just jumped onto a coffin, sat cross-legged on it, and began to gain his own insights.

Xiao Ping'an was very surprised to feel the countless auras of the Dao here, and he devoured and absorbed them madly.

About a week later, there was a sudden bang.

Xiao Ping'an's heart was pounding. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at one of the coffins.

Boom, boom, boom.

The coffin rattled again, as if some old monster was about to crawl out.

Xiao Ping'an immediately jumped off the coffin, flew to the entrance of the underground palace, and was on full alert.

I saw the lid of a coffin slowly moved open, and a skinny old man walked out from it.

He was hunchbacked and looked very old.

He was wearing an ancient green robe, his hair was gray, and his eyes were dull.

He stared at Xiao Ping'an for a quarter of an hour, then turned around, took out a pile of burning paper, threw a dozen in front of each coffin, and burned the paper there for the sacrifice.

Xiao Pingan was stunned.

He looked quietly at the old man with a powerful aura.

After the sacrifice to the skinny old man was completed, his eyes fell on Xiao Ping'an again.

"Little guy, you are great!"

"I never thought you could enter this small world!" The skinny old man asked, "Which holy place or family are you from?"

Xiao Ping'an looked solemn and said, "I am from the Sea Moon Holy Land. I am Xiao Ping'an, and others call me the Holy Son of Ping'an!"

"When I came here to comprehend the charm of the Great Dao, I was inspired to enter the cemetery of the Wuji Holy Land. Please forgive me, Senior!"

(End of this chapter)