Wanxian Mountain is stretching and undulating, with clouds and mist floating. Above the floating clouds above it, a huge sky city is now floating in the sky, blooming with a soft primary light.

Countless monks gathered at the foot of Wanxian Mountain, staring at the huge palace with scorching eyes.

Xuanyuan Yinyue and his group stood on a mountain thousands of miles away from Senluo Palace, and were also raising their eyes to look at the huge palace.

"Yin'er, that main hall is the core of Senluo Palace. The secret book of all things you practice was found in the library. In addition to the library, there is also a divine weapon pavilion, which is said to be full of divine weapons at the level of artifacts or above!" Emperor Xuanyuan said.

Back then, he and Ying'er chose to go to the Library, so they missed the Shenbing Pavilion.

"The other four palaces are called Qinglong Hall, White Tiger Hall, Xuanwu Hall, and Vermillion Bird Hall, and there are divine beasts guarding them. You must be careful, the four divine beasts were already comparable to the main gods a hundred thousand years ago." Emperor Xuanyuan recalled.

Xuanyuan Yinyue and Feng Jianzui's eyes lit up after hearing this. The main god-level divine beast? Very good, they just need the divine beast!

Among the four people of Fengyun Thunder and Lightning, Feng and Ding did not have any divine beasts, Huaying and Hua Yue, nor did they have any powerful demon pets, and Hei Xue and others had never had any contracts with the monsters.

At this time, the dark crowd suddenly exclaimed, "Senluo Palace is opened!"

Xuanyuan Yinyue and others immediately looked up.

I saw the Senluo Palace floating in the sky suddenly emit a dazzling white light, and after the white light, a nine-meter-high gate appeared in everyone's sight.

"Go in quickly! Senluo Palace is open!"

Countless monks flew towards the gate of Senluo Palace with excitement on their faces.

In order to get in earlier, some monks even fought outside the gate and killed the monks walking in front of them.

For a time, before the monks entered the Senluo Palace, they started a fierce battle in Wanxian Mountain.

"Yin'er, you all go in! Be careful of everything!" said Queen Qiongying.

Xuanyuan Yinyue nodded and rushed towards the gate of Senluo Palace.

However, after stepping into the gate of Senluo Palace, Xuanyuan Yinyue, Fengjianzui and others were separated.

A white light flashed, and Xuanyuan Yinyue was teleported to a temple.

This temple is as big as a radius of thousands of miles, and the environment is quiet. Every thousand miles apart, a Bodhi tree is planted. As soon as he gets here, Xuanyuan Yinyue feels that his brain is clear and his mind becomes more transparent.

While walking forward on the blue-gray stone slab and releasing his spiritual sense to explore everything around him, Xuanyuan Yinyue moved forward cautiously.

However, she did not find anything alive here.

After walking three thousand miles, Xuanyuan Yinyue saw a large bamboo forest, and the tear-spotted bamboos planted inside were rarer than evil spirit bamboos.

Xuanyuan Yinyue walked over, took out the Xuanyuan sword and chopped it down at a tear-spotted bamboo.

With a "clang" sound, Xuanyuan Sword bounced back by the tear-spotted bamboo, which made Xuanyuan Yinyue's wrist numb.

Xuanyuan Yinyue was shocked. The tears bamboo was so powerful that it could even cut the small sword!

At this time, the tear-spotted bamboo that had been slashed by her sword suddenly turned into a little girl with freckles on her face.

The little girl looked at Xuanyuan Yinyue with a grievance, "Sister, why are you trying to cut me down? Xiaolei hurts so much!"

Xuanyuan Yinyue was stunned. Can this bamboo actually turn into a human form?

"Uh, I'm sorry, I just wanted to try to see if my sword is not sharp. I didn't expect that you are so powerful, and my sword can't be cut." Xuanyuan Yinyue said awkwardly.

It would be fine if the other party was just a bamboo, but she turned into a child. After the other party complained, she felt that she was bullying the child.

After hearing Xuanyuan Yinyue's words, the freckled girl looked at Xuanyuan Jian with contempt and said, "Sister, how could you cut me off with your broken sword?" She had practiced the tears bamboo that had been three million years!

Just a fork on her body can be used as a magic weapon, okay?

When Xuanyuan Yinyue saw the other party say this, she suddenly felt despised.

Xuanyuan Sword let out an angry sword roar, "You are the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who

"Tsk, are you not happy to say you can't do it?" The freckled little girl rolled her eyes at Xuanyuan Sword.

Then, she looked at Xuanyuan Yinyue curiously, "Sister, how did you come here?"

"I was teleported over." Xuanyuan Yinyue replied.

Looking at the freckled little girl, she seemed to be very novel to people. Could it be that she had never seen anyone before?

"Teleeded? Ah, then you must be the inherited disciple of the Palace Master! That's great, finally the inherited disciple of the Palace Master has come!" The freckled little girl cheered in surprise.

Xuanyuan Yinyue was confused, "Heritage disciple? I think you misunderstood. I was just teleported here by chance."

The freckled little girl Xiaolei rolled her eyes again after hearing Xuanyuan Yinyue's words. "Accordingly? You don't think about it, why are you teleported here so many people in this world? Not everyone is qualified to be teleported in this temple!"

"I heard what you mean, no one has ever been here before?" Xuanyuan Yinyue asked.

Xiaolei nodded, "Yes, this temple is where the palace master preaches to his disciples. Only the inherited disciples of the palace master are qualified to come in!"

"Who is your palace master?" Xuanyuan Yinyue asked curiously.

Although people from the God Realm have been to Senluo Palace many times, no one has ever known who the owner of Senluo Palace is.

But from what the little girl meant, she seemed to know who the palace master of Senluo Palace was.

"My palace master? My palace master has a long name, and I can't remember it, but everyone used to call her Ziyue Holy Lord." Xiaolei said.

"Saint Lord Ziyue? Then where is she now?"

When Xiaolei saw Xuanyuan Yinyue ask this question, she couldn't help but lower her head, "I don't know, the palace master has disappeared for almost three million years." If the palace master had not been able to activate her mind when she left, she wouldn't even know who was the one who planted her.

Xuanyuan Yinyue narrowed her eyes slightly after hearing this. Three million years, this coincided with the time when Senluo Palace first appeared in the divine realm.

"Are you not alone for staying here? Why don't you leave here?" Xuanyuan Yinyue asked.

Xiaolei shook his head sadly, "The Palace Master has set a ban here, we can only move in this dojo and cannot leave."

"Are there no disciples of the Purple Moon Holy Lord left here?"

Xiaolei shook his head again, "No, when the palace master left, he took all the disciples under him. No disciple has ever been back for so many years."

Xuanyuan Yinyue was not asking questions. No wonder there was no one here, so it turned out that they all left.

However, after hearing Xiaolei's words, the Ziyue Holy Lord took away all his disciples and left Senluo Palace in the divine realm, and seemed to be not planning to come back.

"Sister, since you are the inherited disciple of my palace master, can you help me find the palace master in the future?" Xiaolei looked at Xuanyuan Yinyue with anticipation.

"If I can do it, I will help you find her." Xuanyuan Yinyue couldn't bear to refuse.

"Yeah! That's great. Sister, come with me. Before leaving, the palace master left something and said that if she couldn't come back, she would hand it over to the person who could enter this temple." Xiaolei pulled Xuanyuan Yinyue's sleeve and walked forward.

Xuanyuan Yinyue followed Xiaolei into the hall in front of the temple.

On the plaque of the main hall, there are three shining words "Zixiao Palace". After entering, the ancestral temple catches your eye.

Two burning white candles stood on the left and right of a tablet with ancient characters. In front of the tablet, there were three sandalwoods emitting clouds.

As soon as Xiaolei came in, he shouted loudly: "Black-faced candle and black-faced furnace, come out quickly, the palace master's inherited disciple is here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two pale-faced young men and a bent black-faced old man appeared on the ground.

As soon as the three of them appeared, they looked at Xuanyuan Yinyue.

"Is this what you are talking about as the inheritance disciple of the Palace Master?" asked the black-faced old man.

Xiaolei immediately said, "Well, it's her. The palace master said before leaving that only her inherited disciples can come in this temple!"

Although Xiaolei said this, the white-faced candle and the black-faced furnace were still very cautious.

"What kind of spiritual root are you?" asked the black-faced old man stared at Xuanyuan Yinyue.

Xuanyuan Yinyue replied calmly: "Five-type spiritual roots."

As soon as these words were said, both Xiaolei and the white-faced young and black-faced old man were extremely excited.

"Five-type spiritual roots? That's right! My palace master has only accepted disciples with three-type spiritual roots or more. Moreover, my palace master also used to be five-type spiritual roots! Although the five-type spiritual roots made her mocked and wronged, my palace master was never discouraged. He created the Wanxiang Kung Fu completely with his own ability. You can cultivate the Five-type spiritual roots to the present level, because you have practiced the Wanxiang Kung Fu?!" The black-faced old man looked at Xuanyuan Yinyue excitedly and asked.

After hearing the old man with black face, Xuanyuan Yinyue couldn't help but feel deeply admired the Saint of Ziyue.

With his own strength, he created the Secret Book of Everything, and this person is really terrifying.

"Yes, the martial arts I practice are indeed the Secret Book of Everything."

"Okay, the white-faced candle and black-faced furnace. Since you are sure that your sister is the inherited disciple of the Palace Master, you should quickly hand over the things that the Palace Master left before leaving!" Xiao Tear urged.

After hearing this, the three of them nodded immediately, and then Xuanyuan Yinyue saw crystal tears flowing from the corners of the eyes of the two pale young men.

The candle tears gathered together like balls on lotus leaves, forming a half-meter-long rectangle. After that, the rectangle formed by the candle tears gradually solidified to form a piece of white paper. At this time, the black-faced old man picked up the incense burner on the table and sprinkled the incense ash inside against the candle tears white paper.

A magical thing happened, and the incense ash did not dissipate, but formed ancient words on the white paper of candle tears.

However, Xuanyuan Yinyue did not recognize these words.

"Xiaolei, what is it written on it?" Xuanyuan Yinyue asked.

Xiaolei shook his head and said, "I don't know either. This is the text left by the palace lord, it seems to be used for summoning. If you drop a drop of blood in, you should be able to summon what the palace lord has left."

Xuanyuan Yinyue pondered for a moment, then dripped a drop of essence and blood.

Blood rolled on the candle tears paper for a while and gradually penetrated into it.

When the three of them saw the white-faced candle and black-faced furnace, they all showed surprise on their faces.

Now, they completely believed that Xuanyuan Yinyue was the inherited disciple of the Saint Lord Ziyue.

Shortly after Xuanyuan Yinyue's essence and blood melted into the candle tears, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from the candle tears.
To be continued...