Chapter: 4202
"This is my Communication Jade Talisman. I need to go under the Shanhe Palace to investigate something. If there is any emergency, just let me know."
Zhuo Wen handed over the two Communication Jade Talismans to Ziwei Xingjun and Lanji, and gave them a few more instructions before entering the northern depths of the Shanhe Palace.
According to the introduction in Su Liyang's jade slip, the entrance of the Peerless Fierce Vein is on the northern edge of the Shanhe Palace.
Looking at the back that had gone away, Ziwei Xingjun sighed softly and said: "I'm afraid the whole Taiqing Wonderland will be blown into a mess."
Lan Ji nodded approvingly, and said: "My lord has completely established himself in the Great Purity Wonderland. I don't think there will be any unscrupulous forces coming to provoke you."
...
In the hall of morality, it was deserted, except for the quiet sandalwood emitted by the lingering purple air, the hall of morality was empty.
A stream of light quietly swept into the hall of morality, revealing a delicate figure.
And this beautiful figure is flowing with Dao rhyme all over her body, with a different style, and it is actually that Lianmeng.
As soon as Lianmeng entered the hall of morality, she immediately entered the hall in a hurry.
The decoration of the hall of morality is extremely simple, just like an ordinary ancestral hall, with a statue enshrined in front of it.
And this statue is none other than the face of Taiqing, the owner of the Hall of Virtue.
Lianmeng knelt on the futon in front of the statue, staring closely at the statue of Taiqing with her beautiful eyes, and said softly: "Master, the apprentice is back, although I don't know who you are with Yuqing and Shangqing. What's the matter? But according to your instructions, I brought the Wulingyunkongguo, what should I do next?"
The hall was terribly quiet, only Lianmeng's voice was constantly echoing.
Lianmeng felt a faint sense of uneasiness, especially when she found that the statue of Taiqing in front of her was squinting and staring straight at this side, the uneasiness in Lianmeng's heart was even worse.
Suddenly, Lianmeng found that the left hand of the idol in front of him, which was holding the end of the whisk, slowly spread it out, as if begging for something from her.
Lianmeng hurriedly stepped forward, took out the Wulingyun Kongguo, and slowly placed it in the palm of the Taiqing statue.
The moment the Wuling Yunkongguo landed on Taiqing's palm, a ray of purple light burst out from the eyes of the Taiqing God Statue, and then the Wuling Yunkongguo slowly merged into the palm of the Taiqing God Statue.
Countless purple mist erupted from around the Taiqing God Statue, like a tumbling purple cloud, instantly dyeing the surrounding halls a strange purple.
Lianmeng looked at the abnormalities around her with some horror, and then she found that the Taiqing statue was even more weird, and the purple light bursting out of both eyes seemed to be swept from another world, which was extremely terrifying.
"Master, is that you?" Lianmeng called softly even though she was frightened.
Unfortunately, the response to her was silence, but the more silent, the more ominous premonition rose in Lianmeng's heart.
Especially being in such a strange purple light, De Lianmeng felt a sense of loneliness completely isolated from the outside world.
"Lianmeng, my apprentice, come here!"
Suddenly, a vicissitudes of life came from the statue of Taiqing in front.
Lianmeng raised her head, her beautiful eyes saw a purple whirlpool appearing in the center of the Taiqing statue.
The depths of the purple vortex are deep and mysterious, and the voice is extremely ethereal.
This voice is no stranger to Lianmeng, it is the voice of her master Taiqing.
"Master, is that you?"
Lianmeng called out subconsciously, but unfortunately, what responded to him was only a long silence.
Lianmeng's beautiful eyes revealed a look of struggle, she took a deep look at the purple vortex in front of her eyes, bit her teeth, raised her jade feet, and stepped into the purple vortex that appeared in the center of the Taiqing statue.
When Lianmeng's figure completely disappeared into the purple vortex in the center of the Taiqing statue, the purple light in the moral hall gradually disappeared, and the purple light bursting out from the Taiqing statue's eyes also gradually dimmed.
In the hall of morality, everything returned to its original state, and the purple vortex in the center of the statue of Taiqing also disappeared at this moment.
Just like everything just now, nothing happened in the hall of morality at all.
The only difference is that Lianmeng is no longer in this moral hall...
Zhuo Wen stood at the end of the ruins, in front of him, there was an extremely inconspicuous small slope.
This small soil slope is slightly raised, just like a small grave.
The small soil slope in front of him is the entrance to the peerless fierce pulse recorded in the jade slip.
With Zhuowen's level of formation, it is natural to see at a glance that the surface of this small slope is actually covered by an extremely powerful restriction. Only by breaking the restriction can he enter the restriction.
After loosening the restriction on the small soil slope, Zhuo Wen pushed the small soil slope away, and suddenly, a terrifying and fierce aura gushed out from under the small soil slope. JrNovels.com
Zhuo Wen handed over the two Communication Jade Talismans to Ziwei Xingjun and Lanji, and gave them a few more instructions before entering the northern depths of the Shanhe Palace.
According to the introduction in Su Liyang's jade slip, the entrance of the Peerless Fierce Vein is on the northern edge of the Shanhe Palace.
Looking at the back that had gone away, Ziwei Xingjun sighed softly and said: "I'm afraid the whole Taiqing Wonderland will be blown into a mess."
Lan Ji nodded approvingly, and said: "My lord has completely established himself in the Great Purity Wonderland. I don't think there will be any unscrupulous forces coming to provoke you."
...
In the hall of morality, it was deserted, except for the quiet sandalwood emitted by the lingering purple air, the hall of morality was empty.
A stream of light quietly swept into the hall of morality, revealing a delicate figure.
And this beautiful figure is flowing with Dao rhyme all over her body, with a different style, and it is actually that Lianmeng.
As soon as Lianmeng entered the hall of morality, she immediately entered the hall in a hurry.
The decoration of the hall of morality is extremely simple, just like an ordinary ancestral hall, with a statue enshrined in front of it.
And this statue is none other than the face of Taiqing, the owner of the Hall of Virtue.
Lianmeng knelt on the futon in front of the statue, staring closely at the statue of Taiqing with her beautiful eyes, and said softly: "Master, the apprentice is back, although I don't know who you are with Yuqing and Shangqing. What's the matter? But according to your instructions, I brought the Wulingyunkongguo, what should I do next?"
The hall was terribly quiet, only Lianmeng's voice was constantly echoing.
Lianmeng felt a faint sense of uneasiness, especially when she found that the statue of Taiqing in front of her was squinting and staring straight at this side, the uneasiness in Lianmeng's heart was even worse.
Suddenly, Lianmeng found that the left hand of the idol in front of him, which was holding the end of the whisk, slowly spread it out, as if begging for something from her.
Lianmeng hurriedly stepped forward, took out the Wulingyun Kongguo, and slowly placed it in the palm of the Taiqing statue.
The moment the Wuling Yunkongguo landed on Taiqing's palm, a ray of purple light burst out from the eyes of the Taiqing God Statue, and then the Wuling Yunkongguo slowly merged into the palm of the Taiqing God Statue.
Countless purple mist erupted from around the Taiqing God Statue, like a tumbling purple cloud, instantly dyeing the surrounding halls a strange purple.
Lianmeng looked at the abnormalities around her with some horror, and then she found that the Taiqing statue was even more weird, and the purple light bursting out of both eyes seemed to be swept from another world, which was extremely terrifying.
"Master, is that you?" Lianmeng called softly even though she was frightened.
Unfortunately, the response to her was silence, but the more silent, the more ominous premonition rose in Lianmeng's heart.
Especially being in such a strange purple light, De Lianmeng felt a sense of loneliness completely isolated from the outside world.
"Lianmeng, my apprentice, come here!"
Suddenly, a vicissitudes of life came from the statue of Taiqing in front.
Lianmeng raised her head, her beautiful eyes saw a purple whirlpool appearing in the center of the Taiqing statue.
The depths of the purple vortex are deep and mysterious, and the voice is extremely ethereal.
This voice is no stranger to Lianmeng, it is the voice of her master Taiqing.
"Master, is that you?"
Lianmeng called out subconsciously, but unfortunately, what responded to him was only a long silence.
Lianmeng's beautiful eyes revealed a look of struggle, she took a deep look at the purple vortex in front of her eyes, bit her teeth, raised her jade feet, and stepped into the purple vortex that appeared in the center of the Taiqing statue.
When Lianmeng's figure completely disappeared into the purple vortex in the center of the Taiqing statue, the purple light in the moral hall gradually disappeared, and the purple light bursting out from the Taiqing statue's eyes also gradually dimmed.
In the hall of morality, everything returned to its original state, and the purple vortex in the center of the statue of Taiqing also disappeared at this moment.
Just like everything just now, nothing happened in the hall of morality at all.
The only difference is that Lianmeng is no longer in this moral hall...
Zhuo Wen stood at the end of the ruins, in front of him, there was an extremely inconspicuous small slope.
This small soil slope is slightly raised, just like a small grave.
The small soil slope in front of him is the entrance to the peerless fierce pulse recorded in the jade slip.
With Zhuowen's level of formation, it is natural to see at a glance that the surface of this small slope is actually covered by an extremely powerful restriction. Only by breaking the restriction can he enter the restriction.
After loosening the restriction on the small soil slope, Zhuo Wen pushed the small soil slope away, and suddenly, a terrifying and fierce aura gushed out from under the small soil slope. JrNovels.com
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