254 Altar and Golden Armored Guard

After a broken copper armored guard was encountered in the palace passage. After a false alarm, the group of seventeen or eighteen continued to walk inside. The monks walked very slowly. The deeper they walked to the imperial palace, the greater the suffocating pressure. As they approached the inner hall, they needed great will to almost every step they took, otherwise they would be afraid that they would turn around and leave under the panic pressure.

However, under the great temptation, they finally plucked up their courage and walked in the dark and deep passage. Only in the deepest part of the palace can there be what they want. After making great efforts before, they were never willing to return empty-handed.

Through the imperial tomb passage, they arrived at the inner hall of the imperial tomb. Here they saw a ninth-level puppet silver armor guard lying on the ground. The silver armor guard was only about two meters tall, half smaller than the bronze armor guard. His chest was completely sunken, as if it was destroyed by great force.

There were at least dozens of bones of foundation-building monks around the Silver Armor Guard, which was enough to show how painful the monks who entered the imperial tomb had paid to defeat this Silver Armor Guard.

They carefully walked around the silver armored guard, walked through the heavy corridors of the inner hall, and finally came to the central hall of the palace.

The hall is very empty, and in the middle is an altar. This altar is ten feet high and carved with a large number of mysterious runes. On the top of the altar is a pair of ice coffins made of azure blue ice jade.

Judging from the material of this ice coffin, it should be a thousand-year-old ice jade. It is not only hard, but also keeps the body healthy for a long time. Through the thick blue black ice jade, you can vaguely see a tall man in a golden robe lying inside.

Four abrupt golden pillars stand on four sides of the altar, which are very dazzling.

A golden chain as thick as an arm was stretched out from each golden pillar, which penetrated the ice coffin fiercely and locked the mysterious ice jade coffin tightly on the altar. One of the golden chains even penetrated the body of the man in the coffin, adding a bit of fierceness to the hall out of thin air.

When Ye Qin saw this ice coffin, he seemed to understand it.

The mysterious pressure he felt when he entered the palace came from this ice coffin. The figure lying inside the ice coffin should be the body of the Holy Emperor's high-level cultivator, who unified the Holy Emperor's immortal cultivation world. Except for this legendary Holy Emperor, no one is qualified to lie in this thousand-year-old mysterious ice jade coffin.

Ye Qin couldn't help but feel shocked. The Holy Emperor was already dead. This indestructible body alone could still emit such a suffocating aura.

However, Ye Qin was still a little puzzled. The things in the hall could be seen at a glance. Apart from this ice coffin, there was no spiritual treasure. What did Shi Hanyang, Ma Dongyan and other high-level foundation-building cultivators want to do here?

Do you want to take the ice coffin away?

Even if they have this idea, they have to have the ability to break the golden chain. He doesn't think that they have the ability to break the golden chain created by this secret technique. If the ice coffin was so easy to be taken away, it would have been taken away by their predecessors, and it was not their turn to do it. Obviously, they came to this imperial palace not for the ice coffin. So what did they want to do?

Ye Qin carefully looked at the situation around the hall.

The middle of the hall was very empty, and there was nothing extra except an altar, an ice coffin, and four golden pillars with chains.

However, there is a row of steps to the north of the hall. A throne is embedded along the steps, and a golden armored guard sits on it. This golden armored guard is only tall as a normal man, with a golden sword on his waist, and he sits upright with his eyes closed, without any movement.

When Ye Qin saw this golden armored guard, his eyes suddenly shrank. The top-grade ninth-level puppet, which is equivalent to the peak strength of the ninth level of the Golden Pill, and is three and a half higher than the iron armored guard. Then, he was stunned for a moment, relaxed his tense nerves, and started to laugh at himself.

"They are all broken waste puppets, they won't move, there's nothing to worry about."

He turned around and looked at the altar again. But he felt uneasy in his heart and could not be removed.

The monks stood respectfully under the altar, looked up at the ice coffin on the altar and the body of the Holy Emperor in the ice coffin, with a complicated expression.

The Nascent Soul cultivators have not appeared in the spiritual fog, Tianqiongyuan, Wanyue Lake, Chaos Land and other immortal cultivation worlds for a long time. Even if they are dreaming, they dare not hope that one day they can become Nascent Soul cultivators. Such powerful immortal cultivators are usually recorded in some classics.

In fact, the only small extravagant they dare to have is to become a Jindan monk. Even such a small extravagant hope may not be achieved by spending one or two hundred years of hard work or even taking risks at the cost of their lives.

When a Nascent Soul-stage monk appears in front of them, the complex feeling in their hearts can be imagined. Reverence, envy, resentment... These complex emotions have been wandering around their minds, but eventually turned into a sigh. I don’t know what high talent and opportunity it takes to become a Nascent Soul-stage monk.

The hall was silent for a moment, and the surroundings were extremely quiet.

"You are here~!"

A buzzing metal sound suddenly echoed in the palace hall.

The monks were startled and looked around, their eyes remaining on the stairs in the north. The sound just now came from the throne on the stairs in the north of the hall. A golden armored guard sat upright on the throne, and the golden helmet moved. For some reason, the gems on its eyes lit up red and emitted a flash of light.

"The younger Saint Emperor's Sunset Sect leader in the Immortal Cultivation World, Shi Hanyang, a ninth-level foundation-building cultivator, pay homage to His Majesty the Holy Emperor!" Shi Hanyang showed joy on his face, and he fell to the ground with great respect, and kowtowed to the Golden Armor Guard.

Shi Hanyang's words "Welcome to His Majesty the Holy Emperor" almost shocked Ye Qin and several other foundation-building monks who came to this imperial tomb for the first time. Is that Golden Armored Guard the Saint Emperor of the Nascent Soul Cultivator?

Ma Dongyan and ten high-level foundation-building cultivators who had come to this imperial tomb were not surprised, but instead quickly followed Shi Hanyang to the ground.

"My younger generation of the Holy Emperor cultivates the Immortal World and is a ninth-level foundation-building cultivator, Ma Dongyan, pays homage to His Majesty the Holy Emperor."

"The younger Saint Emperor cultivates the Three Yuan Sect of the Immortal Realm and the eighth-level foundation-building cultivator Chu Hui, pays homage to His Majesty the Holy Emperor."

"A younger monk in the Holy Emperor's Immortal Cultivation World, Miao Hai, an eighth-level foundation-building monk, will pay homage to His Majesty the Holy Emperor."

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Ye Qin and several other foundation-building monks who came here for the first time, whether true or false, quickly followed and reported their names. And no matter where they came from, they all obediently claimed to be cultivators in the "Saint Emperor's Immortal Cultivation World" to win the joy of the Holy Emperor.

In the world of immortal cultivation where the strong are respected, foundation-building monks are usually hard to see even golden elixir monks. Being able to receive the summons of the Nascent Soul monks in the world of immortal cultivation is a supreme honor and a great opportunity. It is no different from picking up a pie that fell from the sky.

Even a Jindan monk is willing to pay any price other than his life, just to get the summons of the Nascent Soul monk. As long as you can get a small boost from the Nascent Soul monk, it is enough to surpass your decades and hundreds of years of hard practice.

Ye Qin suddenly understood a lot of things that he had been puzzled before.

Shi Hanyang, Ma Dongyan and other high-level foundation-building monks have always been secretive about the inner palace of the imperial tomb and never mentioned the specific situation of the inner palace on their way. These monks have opened the passage once every forty or fifty years, passed through the dangerous earth flame barrier, and risked huge danger to defeat the Iron Armored Guard and broke into the imperial tomb palace. The only purpose is to pay homage to the Holy Emperor and seek the opportunity for immortality.

Ye Qin's mind was already disturbed by this sudden situation. He tried his best to calm himself down, ponder the whole matter, and try to clarify the clues.

The Holy Emperor's Immortal Cultivation Realm was captured by cultivators from the three realms of Lingwu, Tianqiongyuan, and Wanyue Lake. Most of the underground imperial tombs were also destroyed, and only a small part of the palace was preserved. The Holy Emperor's body was still lying in this Xuan Ice Jade Coffin.

Logically speaking, the Holy Emperor had long died, otherwise his body would not have been lying in the ice coffin.

But what is surprising is that the golden armored guard puppet can make sounds.

This Golden Armor Guard is a high-level puppet created by the Holy Emperor. Except for the Holy Emperor himself, it is impossible for anyone else to command it. In other words, the Holy Emperor should still be alive and can also repair those damaged puppets. But this Holy Emperor has lived a little too long, right?

Ye Qin's mind was confused.

However, he knew it was clear that at least this Golden Armored Guard who could speak was absolutely impossible.

Ye Qin looked at the legendary Holy Emperor lying in the ice coffin on the altar with a strange expression. This Holy Emperor should be using his spiritual sense to control the Golden Armor Guard.

"Shi Hanyang, I remember that you were here last time... Since you have passed the test of the Iron Armored Guard in front of the palace again, you are qualified to offer offerings to this Saint Emperor. What offerings did you bring this time and want to offer them to this Saint Emperor?"

The golden armored guard's eyes flashed with red light, staring at Shi Hanyang below the hall, and buzzing.

"His Majesty the Holy Emperor, this is a gift from the younger generation. It contains the rare raw materials collected by the younger generation carefully spent more than 40 years, five thousand-year-old Xuanmu iron crystals, a thousand-year-old chicken blood spirit stone, ten rare ice and fire dragon fruit, a three-thousand-year-old Poria cocos... and a thousand medium-grade spirit stones of each system."

After being asked by Jinjiawei, Shi Hanyang quickly took out a large storage bag from his arms and held it up with both hands.

The other monks next to him looked at Shi Hanyang in surprise.

The total value of these items offered by Shi Hanyang is at least more than 500,000 low-grade spirit stones, and the value is extraordinary. These items are not even possible for ordinary foundation-building monks to spend their entire lives. However, Shi Hanyang wants to dedicate them all to the Holy Emperor.

However, as long as they think about Shi Hanyang's purpose of coming here - breaking through the bottleneck of the golden elixir, they were relieved. Compared with the Jindan Avenue, this amount of offering is not too much. If these offerings can be used to form pills, I am afraid that any sect of immortal cultivation will rush to send countless wealth here.

The Golden Armor Guard took the big storage bag in the air with a move, opened it, took out one of the Xuanmu iron crystals and took a casual look, put it away, and looked at Shi Hanyang with a cold red light.

"So what do you want from this Holy Emperor?"

"Create a golden elixir!"

Shi Hanyang's face was red, and he was extremely excited, and his voice trembled. This was all the property he could take out, and it also suppressed all his hopes. The last time he came here, he missed the opportunity to get an opportunity because he did not bring enough offerings.
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