Eleventh level puppet!

Li Yuan took a breath of cold air.

After falling in rank and losing his spiritual wisdom, the rank of this puppet was actually as high as eleven. If this was the time of its heyday...

"At its peak, it was at least a sixteenth-level spirit puppet!"

Li Yuan suddenly couldn't move.

The value of this spirit puppet is too high, even more than other Tianyun Xuanwei!

Not to mention the control effect that can open temples in all directions, the value of the spirit puppet itself is immeasurable.

He has seen with his own eyes the gap between the Grand Master and the Tianyun Xuan Weapon. The eleventh level spirit puppet must at least have supreme combat power.

If you had such a spiritual puppet in your hand...

'Humph, you still said that I...'

Seeing Li Yuan in a daze, the little female dragon snorted coldly in her heart, but she didn't find it strange.

Even if a puppet of this grade is broken into pieces and sold, it will probably fetch a sky-high price.

"The sixth level of treasure refining, the heart of the spirit puppet..."

Looking at Dong Twenty-san who was completely out of breath, Li Yuan couldn't help but squeeze his palms.

He wanted to try to see if he could move the spirit puppet away, but as soon as he got within two feet, a chill arose in his heart, and Dong Twenty-san's neck turned.

'Once I reach out, I will die!'

This thought flashed across his mind, and Li Yuan suddenly felt a chill on his back. He resisted the throbbing in his heart and avoided the spirit puppet, but he still couldn't help but turn back frequently.

Even the little female dragon could see the feeling of reluctance.

"Huh~"

Not far behind the stone statue is the end of the passage. From the outside, it looks like a wooden door with extremely complicated patterns all over it. At first glance, it looks like it is constantly moving like a living thing.

"Do you recognize the lines on this?"

Li Yuan asked the little female dragon and felt attentively that the feeling these lines gave him was somewhat similar to the divine lines mentioned in the art of refining treasures.

"...Never seen it."

The little female dragon was more serious than him. She poked her head and almost pressed it against the wooden door: "It looks like a kind of divine pattern? However, there are too many types of divine patterns. If you want to distinguish them, unless the master of divine patterns comes in person..."

"This divine pattern..."

Li Yuan concentrated on sensing, and the more sensitive the divine pattern was, the faster it circulated. It seemed to be changing all the time, and he couldn't remember it at all, so he had to give up and look around.

There is nothing in this passage except Dong 23. Obviously, this is just the passage before entering the temple. The real Bafang Temple is behind this wooden door.

"I can't remember it!"

After a while, the mirage dragon's belt also hung down. The little female dragon was very upset and obviously wanted to write it down.

"Let's go into the temple."

As soon as Li Yuan thought about it, two armors had already wrapped him up and were fully prepared. He just took out the token and pressed lightly on the wooden door.

Buzz~

Not even a moment.

Li Yuan felt a chill between his brows, and then an extremely dazzling purple light burst out before his eyes, engulfing him in an instant.

…

…

Woohoo~

The night wind howled, and the lights in the imperial city were brightly lit.

Emperor Qian sat at the top, and on both sides sat all the important officials of the court, worshipers, and Huang Longzi, who never left his umbrella.

"Your Majesty!"

"Brother Wan!"

When Wan Zhuliu entered the palace, everyone except Emperor Qian stood up to greet him.

"His Majesty!"

Wan Zhuliu bowed his hands in greeting.

Emperor Qian waved his hand for him to sit down and asked directly:

“What can be gained by following the current?”

The rest of the people in the hall also looked over.

"No chance to enter."

Wan Zhuliu looked at the big umbrella in the corner, his face as sinking as water:

"For those who are not destined to enter the Bafang Temple, perhaps the only way is to perform a grand ceremony."

"What Brother Wan said is absolutely true. There is no other way."

Huang Longzi under the umbrella seemed to have been waiting for a long time. Hearing Wan Zhuliu speak, he walked out and cupped his hands:

"Your Majesty, please make a decision!"
Chapter completed!