Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

The aftermath alone would be difficult for ordinary cultivators to deal with.

In mid-air, Dry Ice's cheeks were rosy and she was panting.

The pressure from the statue was so great that even she looked tired.

She turned her head and saw the ghost-faced man approaching, and her beautiful eyes widened slightly.

Reason told Qian Bing that the other party was definitely no match for the statue, but he also had a faint expectation.

'Perhaps... he can perform a miracle?'

At this time, the statue stomped hard on the ghost-faced man.

Dry Ice couldn't help but exclaimed: "Be careful!"

boom! ! !

The crash was deafening.

The fog was dispersed by the shock wave.

The power is earth-shaking.

The ground sank, forming a deep pit, and many cracks spread out.

Many people thought: "Could the ghost-faced man be stepped on to death?"

But soon, everyone's eyes widened with disbelief.

In a big pit.

The man with the ghost face lifted his hands upwards, his energy and blood were like the sun baking in a furnace, his strength was like that of a dragon or an elephant, and he actually lifted up the big feet of the statue little by little.

One is about two meters tall, and the other is forty meters tall.

Just like ants and elephants.

The huge disparity in size makes the scene even more shocking.

Anle shouted coldly.

"It's time for you to wake up!"

Others had no idea what was happening.

But the dazed old Cheng on his shoulder finally opened his eyes.

Old Cheng had a kind look on his face, and a hint of guilt and gratitude.

"Young man, thank you for your hard work along the way."

"I just... forgot a lot of things."

"I even forgot who I am."

His body gradually dissipated, turned into light spots all over the sky, and merged into the body of the statue.

"I'll give you a ride again."

The tall statue quickly shrank in size, becoming only ten meters in height.

The jade-colored halo all over his body seemed to be extracted and condensed into a small piece of jade, falling into Anle's hands.

Then, it carefully picked up Anle.

His figure seemed to turn into a stream of light and flew away from this place at a high speed.

In the blink of an eye, he was out of everyone's sight.

Leaving them there, staring at each other.

Chapter 116: Jade Tripod Fragments

After the ghost-faced man left.

The crowd was in an uproar.

The development of the situation was completely beyond their expectations.

Whether it was the ghost-faced man using his physical body to take the blow from the statue, or the subsequent changes to the statue, these were things these people had never imagined.

Qian Bing opened her beautiful eyes slightly and stared at the direction where An Le left, feeling quite regretful.

"This time, I didn't get to say a word to him."

In a corner not far away.

Xiong Batian’s eyes widened.

"Oh my god, this is really powerful."

He was still a little unwilling to admit defeat and spoke stubbornly.

"I guess he's only a little bit stronger than me, Old Bear!"

"By the way, what did he do? Was the statue subdued?"

Listening to this series of questions, Hu Chunsheng felt depressed.

I felt that all my plans were done in vain for the Ghost-Faced Man.

At the same time, I was puzzled.

"How on earth did he do it?"

At this time, Xiong Batian asked relentlessly: "Old Hu, Old Hu, do you know what that jade piece is?"

Hu Chunsheng sighed.

"If I'm not mistaken, it is... the first ticket to enter Taixu Palace."

******

at the same time.

A barren mountainous area.

The statue, which had just displayed its divine power and suppressed several powerful foundation-building warriors by itself, has now shattered into several pieces.

The spiritual essence and divine light dissipated.

Like a dead thing.

In the last few minutes before Old Chengtou lost consciousness, he told Anle the whole story.

The story is simple and cliché.

He is nothing more than a city god. In the process of being forgotten, he gradually forgot himself.

There weren't that many immortal cultivators in the Yuntian Territory, and there were more mortals in the towns.

They often pray for the blessing and protection of the City God.

Old Cheng also listened silently to the wishes of ordinary people and helped them to the best of his ability.

After the establishment of the Yuntian Sect, a large influx of immortal cultivators and the emergence of various magical methods caused the City God Temple to be deserted for a long time and the incense gradually died down.

Old Chengtou, who had lost the meaning of his existence, was getting weaker day by day.

His regret was that he should have been living a life of drunkenness and dreaming in the temple until the day he completely disappeared.

But it changed because of the intrusion of an outsider.

It was that person who injected black smoke into the statues and controlled them to cause trouble in the Yuntian Realm.

But later, a magical piece of jade flew from the sky and helped Old Cheng to guard the Qingming Festival, thus avoiding a catastrophe.

The statue's strength is comparable to that of a golden elixir, and this is entirely due to the effect of the jade piece.

Before his soul dissipated, Old Cheng left half of his words unfinished.

"Be careful underground, be careful of demons..."

"Underground? Demon tribe?"

Anle muttered to himself, silently remembering the two pieces of information.

Then he dug a large pit around it and buried the fragments of the statue in it, making a simple tomb.

He then took out a bottle of wine from his storage bag and poured it on the grave as a token of his respect.

After doing this, Anle quickly left the place.

Wait until we return to the inn where we stayed a few days ago.

He then took out the jade piece and examined it carefully.

This is a piece of jade fragment with irregular shape, but about the size of a baby's palm. It is engraved with gorgeous and complex patterns, which makes people dizzy at first glance.

It feels as smooth as mutton fat when touched, and is obviously some kind of high-quality jade.

Moreover, it naturally attracts spiritual energy to gather.

It achieves an effect similar to that of a spirit gathering array.

Just by holding it in his hand for a while, the spiritual power in Anle's body became slightly active.

Obviously, it is of great benefit to cultivation.

But the strange thing is that this piece of jade looks brand new, but it feels very ancient.

Then, Anle tried to input spiritual power, but it was like a drop in the ocean, with no response at all.

He guessed that this should be a broken high-level magical weapon.

"Good stuff, but it's mine now."

at this time.

The figure of the woman in red floated over silently, her red lips slightly opened.

"Jade tripod."

Anle raised his eyebrows slightly: "You mean, it is a fragment of a jade tripod."

Xiao Xiaohong nodded.

"How did you know?"

"..."

Seeing that he couldn't get any answers from her, Anle didn't pursue the matter any further.

When the trial officially begins, the people from Taixu Palace will eventually explain its function.

******

Just two days passed in a flash.

Soon, it was the eve of the trial officially starting.

The entire Yuntian Realm was filled with cultivators from other places, and forces from all sides gathered together, making it extremely lively.

It is indeed a rare event that occurs only once in a thousand years.

But most of them remained patient, no one dared to provoke too much conflict, and there was an indescribable feeling of oppression.

It's like the calm before the storm.

at dusk.

Inside a luxurious and majestic mansion.

A special banquet is being held here.

Led by several rising independent cultivators, they invited the recently emerging foundation-building cultivators to discuss matters concerning the Taixu Trial.

In the small courtyard.

There were crowds of people, shoulder to shoulder, it was very lively.

Anle was also among them, with two casual cultivators of similar age beside him.

One male and one female.

The man's name was Zhang Lang. His face was whiter than snow and he looked even more frail than An Le in disguise.