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Chapter 111 Crystal Wall [2nd update, please give me a monthly ticket! ]

In the blink of an eye, several days passed.

There is peace inside and outside Wankuling.

The five groups of people in front of the ridge each had a sword, everyone had means and everyone had power.

Even though the Yin and Yang Demons came alone, these two were real ancestors, with strange and unpredictable methods. Their reputation and deterrent power far exceeded those of Yuan Duzi and Lishan Sect, and no one dared to provoke them.

Others, whether it is Guangci Modo of the Demon Sect, Fang Huan of the Ghost Sect, Shi Ming of the Poison Sect or Ji Deng of the Netherworld Sect, known as the Evil Sect, all have a group of powerful masters.

No one initiated a charge, and everyone tacitly accepted that these five parties wielded the Sorrow Cloud Sword.

"One sword can only allow one person to enter the Immortal Palace. The Eight Swords of Sorrow Cloud can only hold eight people. Even if we fight to the death, it may not be our turn."

"Why not just wait outside this mountain? When these people risk their lives to obtain treasures in the Immortal Mansion, we will raise our arms and rush over. We will seize as much benefit as we can during the chaos. If we can destroy the Han family, it will be a grand feast!"

Many demons are too shrewd.

Seize the sword?

that's not important!

What can be brought back from Wankuling in the end is what is real.

So wait patiently.

This wait lasted until the ninth day of September.

……

This morning.

Han Fu stood up from the ridge and said loudly to the front of the ridge, "Five of you, please come in!"

In front of Wanku Ridge.

Guangci Modo, Fang Huan, Shi Ming and Ji Deng were all at ease. They walked towards the ridge with big strides and no stage fright at all.

Instead, it was the Yin and Yang Demons, this pair of handsome man and beautiful woman, who stood up together and walked together to enter Wankuling.

Han Fu said: "Two seniors, there is only one spot for one sword."

Yang Mo was displeased: "Everyone in the Western Territory knows that we two have always advanced and retreated together, never separated."

The demon smiled sweetly: "Little Han Fu, give your mother-in-law some face."

Han Fu shook his head: "Please forgive me."

Yang Mo was surprised. He never expected Han Fu to be so tough. He couldn't help but sneer: "What if we insist on going together?"

Han Fu ignored them and looked at Guangci Moduo and the other four: "If you are entangled by these two demons and miss the auspicious time to open the Immortal Mansion, I will not be responsible."

He is really hard.

Yang Mo's handsome face suddenly twisted, and his eyes seemed to be spewing flames.

He is the ancestor of the Hehuan Sect, a real person for three hundred years. Countless people fear him. In the past hundred years, all the younger generations have to give him face. They are frightened when they hear about him and dare not show any disrespect.

But today, he was humiliated in public by the little Han Fu at Wankuling, and was ignored in person, leaving him completely ashamed.

How could Yang Mo endure this? He roared strangely: "If that's the case, don't come in!"

His strange roar scared many people, but many more people were not scared, such as Guangci Modo, Fang Huan, Shi Ming, Ji Deng and the more than one hundred people who supported these four people.

More than a hundred famous masters who were at least at the level of Huigu and Changshan Yin, led by Guangci Moduo and four others, stepped forward together and stared at the Yin-Yang Demons.

That pressure, when materialized, was heavier than a mountain.

The faces of the Yin-Yang Demons changed at the same time. Even though they were such powerful people, they would never dare to say that they could withstand the siege of more than a hundred masters.

Not to mention blocking it, even escaping is difficult.

Only then did the Yang Demon realize that he had provoked public wrath. The four of them remained calm, having waited until today to enter the Immortal Palace and take a look. Anyone who dared to stop them would be their enemy. So what if they were the Yin and Yang Demons? They would be crushed to pieces just the same!
Yang Mo looked embarrassed.

Guangci Moduo said impatiently: "Who of you two is going in? Make a decision quickly and don't waste time!"

The Yang Demon’s teeth were almost broken.

The Yin Demon decisively slid down to his knees and smiled sweetly: "In that case, let me, an old woman, go in and take a look."

She gave Yang Mo a soothing look.

Yang Mo narrowed his eyes and looked at Guangci Moduo, then at Han Fu, and then at Madam Wang, Nun Jingyin, Wu Shuang, Madam Qin, Aunt Han San, Han Zhi, Wang Ling, Yanyue Qijing and other women and female cultivators in Wankuling. A lewd smile appeared on his face, and he said nothing, just watched.

When everyone inside and outside Wankuling saw this, some cried out in disgrace, while others gloated over it.

This Han Fu is really not going to live.

This time they actually offended the Yin and Yang Demons so badly, especially the Yang Demon. Don't forget, he is an unparalleled lustful demon. He is the most lustful and evil one who founded the Hehuan Sect. How can these beauties of the Han family be safe if they are hated by him and targeted by him?
I am afraid that after this battle, they will all be abducted by the Yang Demon and taken back to the Huihuan Sect to be trained as dual cultivation cauldrons. Their situation will be unimaginable and their end will be tragic.

Han Fu didn't even look at Yang Mo.

Seeing that the candidate had been decided, he said, "Everyone, follow me."

Then he said to Qi Sheng, "My dear nephew, come too."

Then he took Qi Sheng, Han Wei, Yin Mo and other five people and headed straight to the deep hinterland of Wankuling.

...There are numerous caves in Wankuling, large and small, deep and shallow. Some are only about five or seven feet deep, while others extend straight into the mountain with no end in sight.

Big holes are inside small holes, and big caves are connected to small caves.

There are thousands of caves of all sizes, which are intricately arranged, hence the name Wankuling.

Han Fu led Qi Sheng and the others through a cave and walked straight ahead. As they walked, he said to Qi Sheng and the others, "The immortal palace is hidden in the crack in the belly of Wankuling Mountain. The road is a bit long and the path is complicated. Everyone, follow closely."

Qi Sheng followed closely, but he saw that after entering the cave, the path was curved like a canyon, but it was of different heights, widths, and sizes, and two or three forked paths appeared from time to time.

If he came in alone, he would definitely get lost inside and would not be able to find the exact location of the immortal palace.

When you come to a choice between two forked roads, and keep turning up and down, you will see a large cave.

The cave was about twenty to thirty feet square, and the walls were very smooth.

Han Fu pointed to this spot and said, "This is where my grandfather learned the 'Sorrow Cloud Sword Art.' The walls were once covered in sword marks, brimming with sword intent. He practiced here for nine days, mastering the 'Sorrow Cloud Sword Art' and absorbing all the sword intent, instantly becoming a master swordsman. After that, the sword marks on the walls disappeared, and the sword intent dissipated. No other disciple in our Han family has ever reached the same level of swordsmanship as my grandfather."

Qi Sheng was surprised that the "Sword Technique of Sorrow Cloud" was imprinted in this cave in the form of sword marks and sword intent?
So what about the "Sword Technique of Sorrow Cloud" in the "Eight Swords of Sorrow Cloud"?

Qi Sheng was puzzled.

On the side, Ji Deng frowned: "Could this place already be the location of the Immortal Palace?"

Isn't it said that the Han family's ancestor obtained the "Sword Technique of Sorrow Cloud" in an immortal palace? But this place doesn't look like an immortal palace at all!
Han Fu said, "Don't worry, everyone. Please follow me."

He kept the question in suspense, neither confirming nor denying, and continued to lead the way.

After walking through this section and winding around for about an hour, we saw that the entire cave in front of us was suddenly filled with light.

Stalactites grew on the walls, already magnificent even in the darkness. Now the whole cave was illuminated, revealing a world of shimmering trees and groves of jade, like a world of ice flowers, a riot of colour and brilliance.

In particular, there is a large piece of light hanging down from the top in the middle, which is twenty or thirty feet high and more than ten feet wide. It looks like a flowering veil with thousands of garlands and tassels hanging on it. It is bizarre, colorful, solemn and great, magnificent, dazzling and dazzling, and cannot be looked at directly.

Beneath the five-colored crystals, there is a crystal wall that is very conspicuous.

Han Wei was also here for the first time. He asked in surprise, "Brother, is this the Immortal Palace?"

Everyone looked at Han Fu.

Han Fu said, "This crystal wall is indestructible. My father once said that the immortal palace only appears at noon on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month every sixty years. The 'Eight Swords of Sorrow' was the key embedded in the door of the immortal palace at that time. My father brought it back and successfully revived my Han family."

These were all secrets, and even within the Han family, only Han Fu knew about them. Even his second brother Han Wei was hearing about them for the first time.

The Yin Demon looked around and praised: "How wonderful! It is truly worthy of being an immortal cave."

Fang Huan calculated with his fingers: "There is still more than half an hour until noon. Fellow Daoist Han, why don't you tell us what you know about this Immortal Palace?"

She looked at Han Fu with a frivolous attitude.

Han Wei took a step forward and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Qi Sheng also took a half step forward: "Just wait for the Immortal Palace to open, don't look for trouble!"

He had inquired in detail from Han Sangu and his master's wife Wu Shuang about the details of the people on this trip. It was not only Ji Deng who was a big shot, but the others were also extraordinary.

For example, Fang Huan, who was born in the Ghost King Sect, was known as the "Seven-Wizard Boy". He looked like a boy and never grew up. He was very clever and mischievous. In his early years, he practiced a strange art called "Sad Flower". Fang Huan spent a lot of effort and treasures, and used a large number of ghosts to feed and sacrifice to create a treasure. Combined with the corresponding secret techniques, it has infinite changes.

It is quite similar to Qi Sheng's 'Golden Pearl', both of which use unusual techniques to cultivate unusual treasures, and unusual treasures to activate unusual techniques, combining spells and magic tools together to unleash a power far greater than that of a single spell or a single magic tool.

Also, because it is a self-refined ritual, it is more closely related to the "Chouyun Sword" and the "Chouyun Sword Technique" than the "Chouyun Sword", and the bonus and blessing are greater.

This Fang Huan is not simple.

But Qi Sheng was really not afraid of her. At the moment, he was on the same front with the brothers Han Fu and Han Wei, including Ji Deng. They all understood each other tacitly and were considered half his own people, so they would not kill each other easily.

Whether in terms of numbers or strength, there is no reason for Fang Huan to be arrogant.

The small Fang Huan looked at Qi Sheng, turning her hands over and over, revealing a small flower that emitted a faint white light, surrounding her fingertips, and the fragrance was captivating.

This is the 'sad flower'.

Qi Sheng's eyes fixed, and he saw Fang Huan flicked the small flower with his fingers, and the petals separated immediately. The petals flew out and covered him at lightning speed.

"enough!"

Han Fu slapped his hand behind his head and summoned a sword energy to try to tear the petals apart, but unexpectedly the petals flickered and instantly eliminated the sword energy, leaving only bursts of strange fragrance that made people feel numb.

This flower is poisonous!

Qi Sheng silently practiced the 'Purple Cloud True Method' to dispel the strange fragrance, and when he dug his hands into his ears, he suddenly had the 'Purple Gold Double Whip' in his hands.

"Really looking for death!"

He shouted loudly and hit the boy on the head.

Fang Huan thought about it, and the petals suddenly flashed back into the pistil in his hand, and in an instant transformed into six strange flowers, surrounding the flower in the middle. Each flower had a pure white light connected to it, and it looked like a white halo, enveloping Fang Huan.

This is another change of the "Sad Flower".

Boom boom boom!
No matter how hard Qi Sheng whipped, he couldn't break the white halo.

This defense is really strong.

……

(End of this chapter)