Chapter 720: Yantian Palace

He carefully told the middle-aged priest not to let the sisters Ao Buzun and the Dragon Python hurt them at all. He also emphasized that Ao Buzun and the two Dragon Pythons should not be allowed to be *** when they were not around. He said a lot of nonsense, and then Wuqi actually walked into the secret hall under the leadership of several white-clothed priests.

Just like the Jade Quill's Tower of Heaven gives Wuqi the feeling, the style in the Dayu Secret Hall is gloomy and dark, full of suffocating and depressing aura. Walking along the long corridor, every step seems to be stepping on history, every step seems to have passed the torrent of time, Wuqi can't describe his mood, he just feels that everything is like a dream or a illusion and not very real.

There were countless patterns carved on the walls of the corridor along the way, many of which were familiar stories by Wuqi. When the white-clothed priests saw that Wuqi was interested in these carved stories, they were very interested in explaining the details of these stories to him.

From Pangu to the creation of the world, to the creation of humans by the Emperor of Wa, to Dayu controlling the flood and killing the monsters in the world, Wuqi is extremely familiar with all kinds of stories. However, the stories told in these carved patterns are not much the same as what Wuqi knows, and the details are worth discussing.

Injected into the story of Pangu's creation of the world and Wuqi knows, Pangu is the first creature between heaven and earth. He opened up the world because of loneliness. However, the carving of Pangu's creation of the sky here made Wuqi very puzzled - Pangu stood in a hazy fog, holding a big axe in his hand and stepping on an extremely huge lotus platform, but in the fog in the distance, countless people were faintly present, and they seemed to be observing the spectacular scene of Pangu's opening up the world.

The story of the creation of human beings by the Emperor Wa. What Wuqi knows is that Nuwa uses Xilan to mix innate water to form a human form according to her own appearance. However, here, many ancient sages use the essence and blood of countless divine beasts as materials to melt the essence and blood of all the divine beasts and birds with boundless magic power, and then use Xilan as the foundation to combine the innate water with the innate water to turn Xilan and the fused essence and blood into human form. What Wahuang did was to take out countless essences from a strange-shaped cauldron and integrate them into human body.

The ancient great sage casts human bodies, and the Wa Emperor injects soul into humans.

It was vaguely, Wuqi felt that this story was consistent with the records in some scattered ancient books circulating on the earth. In those records, Nuwa created humans with seventy-two transformations, and was created by humans in collaboration with the ancient gods.

As for the story of Dayu controlling the flood, Wuqi was even more confused. In the historical records on Earth, Dayu was the ancestor of the Xia Dynasty, but here, Dayu was one of the eighteen ancient saints of the Dayu Dynasty. The flood he managed was not a natural disaster, but a powerful existence from the outside world invaded the world opened by the Great Sage of Pangu, causing a human-induced disaster of world destruction.

Dayu's achievements were to lead the Dayu Dynasty, which had just been in the prototype at that time, to rectify its military equipment, and join forces with the immortals who had just become a new climate to kill those foreign beings one by one. Later, in order to suppress some powerful creatures that could not be killed in the foreign beings, Dayu extracted nine dragon veins on the Pangu Continent that were said to be transformed by the spine of the Pangu Great Saint, and cast nine tripods to suppress those terrifying creatures.

As he walked along the way, Wuqi was stunned. He vaguely felt that these things that were very different from the myths and stories he knew might be the truth of history! The country's destiny has been long since ancient times, and various classics and documents have been well preserved. Institutions like the Secret Hall are specifically responsible for inheriting these history. What these white-clothed priests should be the real history.

With a soft sigh, Wuqi followed the white-clothed priests along the corridor. There were countless forks along the way, each fork was average height, length, and light. There were countless ecstasy restrictions and space partitions on the road. Even Wuqi's current cultivation level, with his spiritual sense, he could not remember the paths these white-clothed priests took him with him.

In short, after walking forward for more than two hours, they probably had walked tens of thousands of miles with Wuqi's foot strength and various strange arrangements and teleportation arrays along the way. Wuqi was not even sure whether he was still in the mountain behind the entrance just now, because dozens of teleportation arrays gave him the feeling that it seemed to break through the extremely far distance of the void, and he didn't know where he was.

After struggling for a long time, a moist pearl light suddenly shone in front of him. Wuqi and his party walked out of the dark and depressing corridor and came to an old dark yellow copper door. There were thick mountain rocks around them, and thousands of night pearls the size of fists were inlaid on the top of the rocks that were a little taller than acres of radius, making the small square in front of the gate clear.

Countless star patterns were carved on the giant copper door, a hundred feet tall. In front of this huge copper door, dozens of priests with black patterns were neatly sitting cross-legged on the ground. These priests were like zombies without breathing at all, and Wuqi could not hear their heartbeat and blood. They should be living people, but they used some wonderful secret method to trap themselves in a deep hibernation, which was really no different from the zombies in the coffin.

Walking past these priests and coming to the huge copper gate, a white-clothed priest in white led the way reached out and pressed a few stars hard on the copper gate. The copper gate, which was hundreds of feet high and ten feet wide, slowly rose up. A cold air flowed out from behind the copper gate, with a faint fragrance in the cold air. Wuqi recognized the smell of the "blue-patterned Thousand Leaf Crocodile" specially used to preserve bamboo slips and prevent the bamboo slips from rotting.

Looking up at the slowly rising copper door, Wuqi couldn't help but be shocked. The copper door was a hundred feet high and ten feet wide, but ten miles thick! This is not a door, it is clearly a copper pillar placed horizontally, and there are countless runes on it, and a large number of tortoise shells, beads, crystals, jade and other objects are embedded, which obviously have their own wonderful uses.

Several white-clothed priests opened the door, but they did not go in, but signaled to Wuqi to let him go in alone.

On the other side of the portal, an old man in a white robe was already waiting there. The old man was nine feet tall and thin like a bamboo pole. The white robe sleeves were embroidered with black silk threads, and a large number of star patterns were embroidered with light silver silk threads on his chest. The six towers of the sky represent the strength of the old man Tongtian High Priest, and his cultivation was enough to compete with the fourth-grade Taiyi. The star patterns on his chest identify the old man who was majoring in the secret formations of various star changes, and also meant that the old man was a member of the Yantian Palace of the Secret Hall.

Among the stars pattern on the old man’s chest, the North Star near the North Dipper Star is a faint golden color. Wuqi couldn’t help but feel his pupils shrink when he saw this pattern. How important is the North Star in the celestial constellation? This light golden North Star pattern obviously represents the old man’s status in Yantian Palace.

A white-clothed priest beside him whispered: "This is the Lord of Yuchen Palace and the First Lord of Yantian Palace."

Master of Yuchen Palace? The first master of Yantian Palace? A member of the Yu family? A member of the Liangzhu Yu family? Wuqi instinctively flashed through his mind. He nodded to the white-clothed priests beside him, and then he flashed his figure and came to Yuchen.

Yuchen, who was one head taller than Wuqi, looked down at Wuqi who was holding his fists and bowing to him, and said lightly: "Yuqi is the Yunsun of my husband's relatives, Yuhuai is the Ersun of my husband's relatives, and Yuhao is the Huisun of my husband's grandson. Are you Tan Lang?"

Wuqi looked at Yuchen blankly. Yujun, the leader of the Yu family in Zhongzhou, is Yuchen's Yunsun?

Yuchen, the son of Yuchen, then grandson, great-grandson, great-grandson, laissezun, sun, sun, and Yunsun. Should Wuqi be amazed that Yuchen is too old, or should he be sad for Yuqi? For Wuqi, Yuchen is already an old monster-level old man, but he is Yuchen's Yunsun! This generation is really amazing.

He bowed respectfully to Yuchen and said in a deep voice: "My younger brother Tan Lang has seen Mr. Yu!"

Yuchen's mouth opened with a smile, and he pointed to the copper door behind Wuqi, and the huge portal fell silently. He turned around and whispered, "Come with me. Your Majesty asked you to choose three-volume array diagram classics at will, which would be too stingy. Hey, if you really understand the battle, I will copy all the classics of Yantian Palace for you?"

He snorted coldly, Yuchen proudly said with his hands behind his back: "If you are a fool, you can't even pass my test. Even if you have the will of Your Majesty, you can't even get any benefits from Yantian Palace."

Yuchen wants to examine his formation cultivation? Wuqi smiled slightly, said with a little reservedness, and a little cautious: "But follow the words of Mr. Yu."

Follow Yuchen quickly and walked along the corridor hundreds of miles underground. A huge underground space appeared in front of him. In the space with a radius of more than a thousand miles high, countless neat halls were built. All halls were in the same shape, floating in the air according to the star map of the stars in the sky, and rising was slowly wandering in the air with the transformation of the starry sky.

All the halls here are the same size and appearance. If outsiders come here, they will not be able to find out which of these halls is the key place of Yantian Palace when they see it.

On the rock walls around this space, countless small caves that can only be accommodated were densely dug. Now some caves are priests of different ages sitting cross-legged in them, holding calculation sheets and other calculation tools in their hands to calculate what.

There was no noise in the huge space, but occasionally some calculations in the hands of some priests collided with each other, or other tools such as tortoise shells and jade plates were thrown by these priests, and then a few crisp sounds were made.

Apart from these priests who were in seclusion and meditation on the rock walls, under the countless floating palaces, on the flat ground, there were also large groups of priests gathered together and used jade carving knives to draw something on the ground. At first glance, there were countless white-robed priests who were outlining various formations and astrological signs on the ground, which were thousands of miles apart.

Yuchen turned around and looked at Wuqi. He said with a strange smile: "I will find you three opponents. They are all formation masters with the apprenticeship of Yantian Palace. If you can beat them in the formation, I personally copied all the classics of Yantian Palace with you!"

With a strange laugh, Yuchen tilted his head and snorted coldly: "If you lose, I will beat you all the way from here. Can any waste of my time be wasted?"

Wuqi stopped for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Just follow the old man!"
Chapter completed!