The Primordial Law

Chapter 282 Entering the Underground Immortal Abode
Li Weiyi looked at the Time Cocoon, which had become extremely faint, and immediately retrieved the Dao Ancestor Taiji Fish that was floating above his head. He then left the Blood Mud Space and returned to his room.

Looking through the cracks in the doors and windows, it was already daylight.

Tuoba Butuo's voice rang out from outside: "Brother Wei, it's already Chenshi (7:40 AM). We must set off on time at Chenshi 3:45."

Li Weiyi put away the battle flags and responded to him.

As Tuoba Butuo walked away, Li Weiyi fell into deep thought: "It's only Chen Shi (7-9 AM)? How is that possible?"

When I arrived at Qifeng Ancient City last night, it was already dark and very late.

It was at least midnight when they returned from Tang Wanzhou's camp.

"I've been in the Blood Mud Space for a total of four hours."

“In the Calamity Fire Realm, it would take me at least three days to refine a Star Day Pill. Even if I reached the Spiritual Master level, with a refining speed two or three times faster than before, it would still take at least a day. But now, I have clearly completely refined the Star Day Pill I took… Where is the problem?”

"The Cocoon of Time?"

Li Weiyi introspects into the spirit world.

The psychic star not only fully recovered, but also grew larger and brighter.

Li Weiyi sighed, temporarily suppressing his various doubts, and put the seven little ones into the insect bag. He wore the governor's official robe as an inner garment, the Blood Handprint Demon Armor as a middle garment, and the second-grade hundred-character weapon battle armor he had pulled from Zuo Shi's corpse as an outer garment.

Wrap the Yellow Dragon Sword in black cloth and carry it on your back.

After getting everything ready, I left the room, followed the aroma of meat, and went to have breakfast first.

After finishing their meal, Li Weiyi and Tuoba Butuo met up and went to the open space outside the camp to choose their mounts.

The Tuoba clan of Tanzhou possessed unique skills in the art of animal husbandry and herding.

Tuoba Butuo selected a two-meter-long fire fox for Li Weiyi and explained, "The fire fox is not as big as other strange beasts, but it is the most practical in the underground space. Not only is it fast, but its reaction, jumping and sensitivity to danger are also better than those big guys."

"Of course, even so, it's just a means of transportation. If we encounter real danger, we still have to rely on ourselves."

On the open ground of the camp.

The martial arts practitioners gradually gathered, and no one dared to be late.

They were all taciturn, and half of them were over sixty years old, but they looked only forty or fifty.

Tang Wanzhou stepped out of the tent, dressed in black men's clothing, wearing metal arm and leg guards. He stood tall and straight, exuding an extraordinary aura, with spatial energy flowing around him.

After giving a few words of instruction, she mounted a three-meter-long, three-tailed snow fox and led thirty-seven riders in a grand procession toward the entrance to the underground immortal abode.

The loud hoofbeats kicked up billowing dust, alarming the forces of all sides in Qifeng Ancient City.

Every move of Xue Jian Tang Ting is watched by the world.

"That young lord of the North is going to explore the Eighth Path again. I wonder what she has discovered there that makes her so persistent."

"It is said that Xuejian Tangting has lost many experts in order to enter the depths of the eighth path."

“In the past, the entry was always on a small scale, with no more than ten people. This time, the scale is enormous, with many experts. They either have a very high degree of confidence or they have huge ambitions.”

"How about... we follow them? Maybe we can snag a bargain?"

Everyone was eager to try, and they all had great confidence in Tang Wanzhou, this young ruler.

Greed overcame reason, and so they all followed suit.

Two identical old men, short and thin, with sickles tucked into their waistbands, appeared at the city gate of the county town. They exchanged a glance and a strange smile appeared in their eyes.

The next instant, they vanished along with the blood-red sandstorm.

……

The desolate wilderness is dotted with only dense mounds of graves and tombstones.

For the past six months, the ground has been trampled by countless martial artists and strange beasts, leaving it barren and resembling a desert.

A fissure in the earth, more than a hundred miles long, appeared before Li Weiyi's eyes. It was dozens of feet deep, with sheer cliffs and precipices. It was unimaginable how destructive this was caused by the extraordinary battle.

Sense carefully.

It can be sensed that the transcendent power fluctuations have not yet dissipated.

"Boom!"

Tang Wanzhou stopped first at the edge of the cliff, gazing at the endless fissure in the earth before him. His eyes shone with longing, and he said boldly, "Qilin Zang used a supreme magical artifact to tear the earth apart, making him the strongest warrior in Lingxiao. At that time, I can also do the same and surpass him."

"Go, get down!"

Thirty-eight riders arrived at the bottom of the fissure and traveled for dozens of miles, where many huge rocks appeared in the soil.

Some of the boulders are shaped like monuments, with ancient inscriptions on them.

Some were stone pillars, stone gates, stone horses, stone tigers... The largest was over ten zhang tall, majestic and imposing. Li Weiyi, who was visiting the underground immortal abode for the first time, was greatly shocked.

This place is nearly 100 meters above the ground.

The buildings became increasingly dense and orderly, with stone steps and massive bronze beams appearing.

The bronze beams are embedded in the soil and rock, covered in rust, extremely ancient, and can be seen everywhere.

Beside him, Tuoba Butuo told Li Weiyi, "When this place was first discovered, there were a lot of jade pillars, blue glazed tiles, black silver Buddha statues, black iron Buddha niches... everything valuable was taken away!"

Along the way, they encountered martial artists from various powerful forces, who all retreated upon seeing Xue Jian Tang Ting's group.

Upon entering the underground, the light suddenly dimmed.

Each mount had a fist-sized stone lantern hanging from its neck to illuminate the passage.

Li Weiyi, Tuoba Butuo, and four other spiritualists followed closely behind Tang Wanzhou, walking at the front.

The outer area of ​​the underground immortal abode had long been cleared away, and everyone was relaxed, with no tense atmosphere. Li Weiyi was still pondering the strange events of the previous night: "Even if the Cocoon of Time is truly extremely profound, it still requires powerful mental strength to weave. Otherwise, what's the use if it only lasts for a day or two?"

"I have gained 16,000 more methods of Qi. Even if I go to Tanggu Sea and use the Fusang Divine Tree to temper it, it will still take three months to complete the cultivation of the sixth sea and then begin the cultivation of the seventh sea."

"If we activate the pale blue fish eye in Tanggu Sea, and combine the two, would it be even faster?"

"We still need to improve our mental power as soon as possible, otherwise, the mental power star will almost collapse after each activation."

"If I become a two-star spirit master, I might be able to maintain the Time Cocoon for a longer period of time."

Thinking of this, Li Weiyi took out a Starry Night Pill and swallowed it without regard for anyone else.

Even with magical artifacts and armor covering them, large swaths of bright light still surged forth from their skin.

"Young friend Li, did you take the Starry Night Pill?"

An aged voice rang out from the side.

Li Weiyi looked over.

It was the First Mind Master of the Shanli tribe, Old Man Shanze. His mount was a blue-eyed golden tiger he brought from Lizhou. He had raised it for sixty years, and its combat power was comparable to a Dao Seed Realm demon beast, with an extremely powerful aura.

The Jiuli tribe members that Li Wei knew, such as Yin Jun, Li Songlin, Cangli, Yin Jiu, Yao Xingyue, etc., were almost all open and honest, and naturally they also had a good impression of Shan Ze.

There's nothing to hide.

Given the extent of their mental power, the fact that they dared to ask such a question suggests they must have a certain level of confidence.

Li Weiyi asked, "Senior Shanze also knows about the Starry Night Pill?"

The old man from the mountain swamp smiled and said, "This is a good thing, a top-grade magic pill, but the formula is in the hands of the imperial court. It can only be bought at a high price in the underworld market and by the extraordinary clans of the imperial court. It is said that a single Star Day Pill can cost as much as 110,000 to 120,000 Yongquan coins."

"What? How much?"

Li Weiyi exclaimed in surprise, then realized she had made a blunder and quickly lowered her voice: "Is it that expensive?"

Shan Ze said, "These are top-grade magic pills! With your level of mental power as a one-star spiritual master, you only need to take three pills to strengthen your mental power star to its limit and meet the requirements to break through to a two-star spiritual master. For other one-star spiritual masters, this process would take at least two or three years."

Li Weiyi felt a sharp pain in his chest and slapped his thigh hard.

To prepare for the Nine Refinements of Calamity Fire, he consumed nine Star Day Pills, which was equivalent to consuming a million Yongquan coins.

No wonder the spirit tablet master said back then that using a high-grade elixir to cultivate calamity fire was a serious waste.

What left him speechless was that he had also swallowed a Star Day Pill last night to restore his mental power, wasting more than 100,000 Spring Coins for nothing.

Not counting the Starry Night Pill he had just swallowed, he only had nine left.

Next, every single one must be used effectively.

“Old Li has to pay. Li Ling took eight coins, worth nearly a million,” Li Weiyi thought to himself.

Upon hearing Shan Ze say that Li Weiyi was already a Spiritualist, surprised glances immediately fell upon the group.

They all knew the many jokes about how this hidden master of the Nine Li Hidden Sect was crippled. Who would have thought that he would rise again and forge a new path in the field of mental power?

No wonder he ventured out with these older figures; it must be for the Spirit Platform Star Stone fragments.

Shan Ze transmitted his thoughts, exclaiming, "Your Nine Li Hidden Sect has truly immense power; you can obtain all sorts of cultivation resources. Young friend Li, does the Hidden Sect possess any extraordinary abilities?"

Although Li Weiyi had a good impression of Shan Ze, she didn't trust him.

Every force has its good and bad elements.

Even the Zuoqiu family, which governs its household according to Confucian and Taoist principles, has produced ungrateful and greedy individuals like Zuoqiu Zangwu and Zuoqiu Qingying. The Jiuli tribe, already heavily infiltrated, naturally requires even greater caution.

Li Weiyi sighed, "I am just a junior, how could I know such secrets? Don't be fooled by the title of 'Hidden Man,' I have actually never met many elders of the Hidden Sect. Moreover, as far as I know, there are several Hidden Men in the Nine Li Hidden Sect, such as Li Jiufu and Li Jiao at the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival."

It's no secret that Yin Jiu and Yin Shiyi come from the Jiuli Hidden Sect.

Shan Ze nodded slightly: "The two of them are indeed extraordinary. They were able to communicate with the God of Jiuli. They truly deserve the title of God of Concealment. Your Hidden Sect is more powerful than the Nine Great Tribes. Over the years, you have only cultivated one Cang Li."

……

After walking for more than ten miles along the underground passage, the terrain gradually opened up.

Before them lay a magnificent palace complex, brightly lit. All the valuables had been looted, but the bronze walls, each weighing over ten million pounds, spoke volumes about its former glory and splendor.

The array in the main hall has been broken, and we can proceed unimpeded.

As his mount entered the main hall, Li Weiyi immediately sensed a powerful spatial fluctuation. The energy of the entire world shifted, and ancient chants and sacred sounds entered his ears.

A burning sensation came from my chest.

Li Weiyi dared not take it out.

It's easy to guess that it's the Buddha's relic on the Tai Chi fish, which is probably sensing something and is emitting light and heat.

Li Weiyi feigned composure and asked, "So, we've officially entered the underground immortal abode? Entered the legendary Wind Palace of the ancient immortals? The ancestral home of the ancient Bhagavan sect?"

Tuoba Butuo nodded: "This is the main entrance hall, where the ancestral statue of Bhagavan Buddha is enshrined. The entrances to more than a hundred passageways are all located in the hall."

"Did you hear anything?" Li Weiyi asked.

Tuoba Butuo was slightly taken aback, and listened carefully: "Killing and fighting? That's normal. Whether entering or leaving the underground immortal mansion, one must pass through this main entrance hall. Some old guys who think they have strong cultivation hide their identities and specifically hunt down martial artists who come out of the vicinity to plunder treasures."

"Don't worry, when they see Young Master, they will flee like frightened birds."

Li Weiyi was obviously not referring to that, and without asking any further questions, followed Tang Wanzhou into the palace, which spanned several hectares. The overwhelming sense of grandeur had a profound impact on his heart; he had never seen such architecture before.

A towering statue of Buddha, hundreds of feet tall, stands like a mountain peak in front of us.

(End of this chapter)