Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 771 Thirty-six Palaces

Within the fairy palace.

The ancient trees in the dense forest are so lush with branches and leaves that even if the sun and the moon shine together, they still cannot reach every corner.

On the brittle dead leaves, some small animals were poking their heads out and moving forward slowly, but were frightened by the crisp sounds from time to time, and took three steps forward and two steps back. It was very interesting.

"Crack..."

"Crack..."

At some point, footsteps were suddenly heard in the quiet forest.

Mottled light and shadow intertwined, and a figure in a black robe walked over. Who else could it be but Chen Mu?
Penglai Fairy Palace is a secret place in itself, where the aspirations can be described as round heaven and square earth, yin and yang are balanced, and movement and stillness complement each other. It can be seen that the realm of the master of the fairy palace in the past must have reached the realm of true immortal.

"It deserves the title of Immortal Palace..."

Chen Mu nodded to himself and looked up at the distant sky.

Even in places beyond sight, the mind is clear enough.

In the thick clouds, thirty-six palaces were arranged layer by layer, with clear distinction between top and bottom.

Looking from this point, the top of the fairy palace was shining with golden light, and the brilliant power spread throughout the entire secret realm.

If some mortals were asked to identify it, they would probably kowtow on the spot and mistake it for the legendary Lingxiao Palace in Heaven.

But Chen Mu himself knew that this should be the Penglai Fairy Palace built in imitation of the Heavenly Palace, with only the shape but not the spirit.

But even so, he couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. With the thirty-six palaces corresponding to the thirty-six heavens in heaven, this Lord of Penglai... was really confident.

"No wonder there are such immortal connections as the Fortune Lotus Pond. I believe that with the realm and status of the Lord of Penglai, he should be among the top among the True Immortals."

Chen Mu speculated aloud, his heart moved: "I just don't know, how does it compare to that Guangcheng Immortal Venerable?"

While thinking, his mind relaxed. Although he did not use his energy to explore in all directions, his perception was still sharp.

Hearing some movement behind him, he collected his thoughts and turned to face the back.

The secret realm of the Immortal Palace is not small, but if you say it is big, it is actually not that big either.

In addition to the dense forest here, there is a mountain range in the distance to the east, and to the west and south is a vast ocean with no end in sight.

So it was not surprising to meet someone at this time, and because this place was remote, the person should have come in with him.

But his identity is still unknown, so if he encounters a demon cultivator, he would like to test it out.

Thinking of this, he secretly made hand gestures, took a deep breath and waited silently.

"Brother Chen Dao?"

Light and shadow flowed, and a figure came from far away and landed in front of Chen Mu.

Chen Mu nodded and smiled, then put away his magic moves.

The person who came was not a demon cultivator, but a cultivator from the East China Sea who was with Chonggu and others.

When he first arrived in the outer room, this person greeted him.

"So it's you, fellow Taoist. I wonder if you've met any other Taoists along the way?"

Taoist Donghai bowed and replied, "Half an hour ago, I met Fairy Yaoguang. Unfortunately, after the greeting, she hurried to the Fairy Palace, so I was unable to join her."

Chen Mu raised one eyebrow and nodded slightly.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is no chance here, and all the luck should be above the thirty-six palaces.

He turned and looked into the distance, then leaped off to leave, not forgetting to ask, "Fellow Daoist, would you like to join me?"

Upon hearing this, Dong Hai Dao Ren gave an awkward smile and waved his hand, saying, "My realm is not high enough, and I have no intention of pursuing too many fortunes. In order not to burden you, I will not be traveling with you..."

What a joke. What he just said was just politeness. How could he come here and travel with people whose realm and strength are far superior to his?
Otherwise, if something good really happened, how much would he get?
As for the demonic cultivators here, he wasn't too worried.

With the Lotus Pond of Creation in front of him, he didn't believe that the demon cultivators wouldn't be tempted.

He guessed that the people who had entered initially were probably mostly in the upper palace complex at this point, so how could they pose a threat to him...

Chen Mu smiled faintly, how could he not see what he was thinking?
"In that case, I'll take my leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, he did not stop and directly ascended into the sky and flew towards the Yunhai Fairy Palace.

This world is a secret realm of the Immortal Palace, so there are not too many strange restrictions and dangers. Apart from some special prohibitions, the only ones who can make him careful are certain demon cultivators.

The Taoist priest from the East Sea bowed and said, "Farewell, Brother Dao."

Being in the same industry is one thing, but you still have to put in some effort...

Not long after, Chen Mu jumped down and stepped onto the steps of the sea of ​​clouds.

In front of him was the first palace, with carved railings and jade bricks, multiple corridors and verandas, every detail was exquisitely crafted. There were also dozens of golden-armored statues, each holding a halberd and a whip, holding a knife or a sword, looking mighty and lifelike.

If you look deeper, you can see several long bridges rising slowly upwards, connecting several palaces.

In general, this place was filled with shining golden lights and floating auspicious purple mist, and it had a more celestial charm than any other palace he had ever seen before.

Chen Mu looked around and couldn't help but secretly click his tongue.

However, they discovered that the materials used in this fairy palace were all kinds of rare and precious fairy materials. If they were placed outside, not only would it cause a fight among the True Lords of Transformation, but they, the Nascent Soul cultivators, would also be inevitably involved in a fight.

If it weren't for the forbidden protection, he would have doubted whether this immortal palace would be passed down for ten thousand years...

Chen Mu walked forward, and after about a hundred steps, he saw a tall pavilion built beside a clear pool with its doors wide open, and the surrounding world still had residual fluctuations of the forbidden formation.

He suddenly understood.

After stepping in, I saw several empty niches, which had obviously been cleared out by previous people.

When he came here, he had to get Taoist Chonggu's introduction, saying that among the thirty-six palaces, there are many high pavilions like this one, which contain many resources, various spiritual treasures and mysterious pills, and each one can be called a treasure.

However, this resource is not so easy to obtain, because it is guarded by a forbidden formation. If you don’t have a specific method to break the formation, it will take time and effort to consume it.

There are so many opportunities in the Immortal Palace that it is obviously not worth spending time on them.

It would be fine if the resources inside happen to be extremely useful to you, but if they are not in line with your own path, wouldn’t it be a waste of effort?
Therefore, after thousands of years, many of these towers are still not breached, and many resources are tied up in them and cannot be made public.

"Look at the energy here, it seems like the ban has been broken in an instant, and it carries a demonic aura..."

Chen Mu waved his hand to absorb a black air, pondered for a moment, waved his hand to disperse it, strode out, and went up along the long bridge.

The demon cultivator had been hiding in the dark for many years, so it was normal for him to have some plans. He didn't want to think too much about it, so he just had to be vigilant.

After all, he had already come here, so finding more opportunities and good fortunes was the real thing. Moreover, if he could catch up with the progress, he also wanted to try to compete for the legendary "Lotus Pond of Good Fortune"...

"They say this thing is the greatest immortal connection in the Immortal Palace. I wonder if, with my background, sleeping inside it, I can ascend to heaven in broad daylight?"

He shook his head and smiled, letting the light shine without stopping, passing through the nine palaces in succession.

During this period, he met many cultivators, but most of them were Jindan Zhenren, all of them had empty hands and were guarding outside the high pavilion, struggling to refine the restrictions.

For them, they could only place their hope of attaining enlightenment on this low-level immortal pavilion that no one was fighting for... and after reaching the palaces more than ten levels above, the number of demon cultivators suddenly increased.

Whenever Chen Mu encountered a demon cultivator, he would take down and kill him. However, when he met a Nascent Soul cultivator, he wanted to force him to tell him something, so the demon cultivator found an opportunity to abandon his physical body and escape, which was quite a pity.

The reason why he did this was not entirely because he hated evil, but because he discovered that the demonic cultivators generally had mixed spiritual energy, which was a symbol that they possessed spiritual objects but had not had time to refine them.

The devil is guilty, and possessing a treasure is even worse!
Chen Mu thought to himself that he was not a good person. Faced with a walking treasure trove of resources, how could he let them slip away from him?

However, it was precisely because of this that, even though he hadn't stopped, he already had a lot of Immortal Palace resources in his hands...

In front of the twenty-four palaces, Chen Mu descended from the clouds and flew over.

But just as he stood still, he heard a muffled "cracking" sound.

"here we go again."

Without thinking, he stepped forward and moved away like the breeze.

"boom!"

A gilded halberd smashed down with all its might, landing where he had just stood, stirring up layers of smoke.

Chen Mu's gaze shifted slightly, and several golden-armored statues suddenly came into view.

He looked at it with interest for a few seconds and murmured, "It's neither an illusion nor a puppet. What kind of method can make a dead object so lively?"

The statue holding the spear came to attack again, but Chen Mu was still unaware of the chaos. He swung his sleeves violently, and an invisible force rushed forward.

The golden-armored statue held its halberd horizontally, but was still sent flying backwards by the immense force, dragging along several statues behind it, who all fell with a bang on the white jade steps.

Chen Mu was not surprised by this. Although the strength of the golden armor statue here was slightly stronger than that of the twenty-first level, it was only equivalent to a third-level perfect power cultivator and posed no threat to him.

"Since the twenty-first level, each level has improved. So, by the time you reach the thirty-sixth level, what kind of strength will you have?"

Chen Mu looked calm and thoughtful as he walked into this palace.

The several golden-armored statues silently rose to their feet, then returned to their original positions, their spiritual energy fading, becoming dead statues once again...

At the same time, above the thirty-third palace.

"boom!"

But there was a deafening roar, and several gate-guarding statues retreated several steps. Then their majestic expressions disappeared, they put away their magic weapons, and opened the palace door.

Seeing this, Li Chengyue, the leader of the Xuantai Sea Region, breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but grumble, "What a tough golden armored statue! If we could get one to guard the mountain gate, I wonder how much trouble we could save."

Liu Bohong, a thin, elderly Taoist priest from the Yingyue Sea, with a sparse, wrinkled beard, scoffed at the words and said, "How could you possibly get your hands on something belonging to an immortal?"

The two of them often argued and ridiculed each other, and this place was no exception.

Therefore, the others were somewhat accustomed to it and did not take it seriously, and just looked at the thirty-three palaces on their own.

"Look, fellow Taoists! That palace is extremely spiritual. It must contain ten-thousand-year-old spiritual treasures..."

"What is a Lingzhen? I wonder if you fellow Daoists still remember the 'Golden Dawn Mysterious Dew Pill'?"

Everyone pondered for a moment. Dragon Son Ao Yun didn't know, but Li Chengyue and the others nodded and said, "Of course we remember. Five hundred years ago, someone used this pill to break through the barriers and achieve the perfect Nascent Soul state..."

"That's right. As far as I know, the 'Golden Dawn Mysterious Dew Pill' came from this Chaohui Palace!"

"What? Are you serious?"

Everyone's heart skipped a beat and they all looked towards the palace not far ahead.

The hall is vast, supported by eighteen gilded pillars. A plaque about eighteen feet high hangs in front of the hall, with the words "Chaohui Hall" inscribed on it.

"Of course I take it seriously."

The person who spoke looked very pleased with himself and said with a smile, "Because the person who took out the elixir back then was from my Chenli Sea Region!"

"Everyone, take a look. Is there a tiny loophole in the southeast corner of this palace's forbidden formation?"

Everyone focused their attention and indeed saw some traces of it. They couldn't help but feel delighted, thinking to themselves, "Just one flaw can capture the 'Golden Dawn Mysterious Dew Pill'. If I use this as an opportunity, what I get will definitely be no less than this!"

However, they changed their minds and suppressed their fear. They shook their heads and said with a smile, "Why did Fellow Daoist Zhao tell us this news?"

Taoist Zhao frowned, as if displeased, and said, "Why do you ask such a question, fellow Taoist? I, Zhao, naturally hope that you will gain something and not return empty-handed..."

Everyone smiled in silence, while Liu Bohong shook his head and said, "No, no, Brother Zhao, I'm afraid this is to keep us here so that no one can compete with you for the Fortune Lotus Pond, right?"

Taoist Zhao straightened his expression and cupped his hands, saying, "Brother Liu, you are judging others by your own standards. You are really wronging me."

Li Chengyue suddenly spoke up at this moment: "Even if Fellow Daoist Zhao really has this intention, what then? Think about it, everyone. The Fortune Lotus Pond is ethereal and ethereal. Even if you really encounter it, are you confident that you can outmaneuver your fellow Daoists and seize the Fortune?"

"Why not stay here and spend half a month to gain something? If I'm a little luckier, I can get another 'Golden Dawn Mysterious Dew Pill'. Wouldn't that make me even further along in my path..."

Everyone was secretly moved and looked at each other.

Don’t they know the difference?
The Immortal Palace is only open for about a month. If you fail to find the Fortune Lotus Pond or fail to get some, then your trip will be in vain and you will lose the last chance to break through.

But the problem is that with the hope of soaring into the sky ahead, they can no longer think in the same way as before.

It's rare to find a lotus pond, but what if...

If it is really destiny and I get it, the situation will be very different.

After all, this has happened before. The Immortal Palace has many opportunities, and apart from the high-rise palaces that are displayed in public, the rest don't pay much attention to the realm of cultivation...

"Fellow Daoist Li, this is wrong."

At this time, an old woman with chicken skin and white hair, who was very old and frail, uttered a hoarse voice: "I am at the end of my path. The Jin Xi Xuan Lu Pill cannot save me. Only the Lotus Pond of Creation can give me a new life."

"well said!"

Liu Bohong nodded in agreement.

"Old sister, what you said resonates deeply with me. Fellow Daoist Li is still in his prime. Since he has figured this out, why not just stay here? Why fight with dying people like us?"

Li Chengyue felt bored and coughed lightly without saying anything more.

As for staying?

Just as the old woman said just now, the great way is ahead, how can he give in...

No one wanted to stay, so after exploring for a while and confirming that there was no aura from the "Lotus Pond of Creation", they flew to the next palace.

Before they had gone far, perhaps sensing a shift in the atmosphere, someone, hoping to ease the tension, changed the subject, saying, "Come to think of it, we haven't seen many demon cultivators along the way. Could it be that they have no intention of fighting for the Fortune Lotus Pond?"

Liu Bohong snorted lightly: "How is that possible? I guess they saw that we were so numerous and powerful that they didn't dare to move forward together."

Li Chengyue also pretended to look back, stretched out his hand to grab the void, and took in a wisp of black air. He said, "It should be not far from us, otherwise there wouldn't be such a strong demonic aura..."

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(End of this chapter)