I became an immortal in the mountains

Chapter 578: Nine-Huan Battle Tomb
"Whether we can get the Wandao Guili Fu is another matter. As long as the Taikoo Divine Sect can't get it, it's fine. If he is really the Taikoo Divine Sect's hidden pawn, perhaps our chances will be greater." Ning Xuanxu said.

"Oh?"

Ning Xuxuan said with his hands behind his back, "Gu Yuanqing comes from the floating world, so he shouldn't be a hidden player. He possesses the divine artifact of rules, and the Ancient Divine Sect doesn't dare to take the risk of being seen through by us. But if it is true, he must have great ambitions. In order to gain the trust of our Hidden Yao League, we will get the Ten Thousand Daos Returning Flow Talisman. After all, even if we get the induction talisman, it may take thousands or even tens of thousands of years for someone to truly control the divine artifact of rules. But... let's still hope that he is not."

"That's true. Let's take a look and see." The middle-aged man nodded slightly when he heard it.

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On the ancient battlefield.

Beichen Zhao from the Sanyang Sect had already gathered together. Several of them did not keep staring at the location of the Taikoo Divine Sect, but instead found a place on the mountainside to avoid being discovered.

Looking down would easily arouse vigilance. Since you have discovered them, it is best to hide yourself first, perhaps you can gain the upper hand.

There was another group of monks coming over here. They were just four people in total and at most they were only at the second level of Heavenly Transformation. No one knew where they got the news from but they dared to wait here.

Another day passed, and Nangong Jin said in a deep voice: "Here it comes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the surrounding environment change suddenly.

The bare mountains suddenly turned into lush forests.

The first thing that catches the eye is the nine thousand-foot-high jade steles surrounding the main mausoleum a hundred miles ahead.

The inscription on the stele is engraved with the ancient Taoist classic "Nine Virtues", which corresponds to benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, trustworthiness, loyalty, filial piety, chastity and courage.

Nine purple-gold pestles are hung on the top of the stele, and the vast and clear air hangs down to cleanse the evil spirits.

Directly in front of it, there is a golden cloud floating bridge that runs from the mountain gate to the entrance of the main mausoleum. The bridge deck is made of black jade, and each piece of jade is engraved with demon-suppressing runes. The light of a sword that can kill evil can be faintly seen through it.

Above the main mausoleum, several cultivators were fighting fiercely. The sword lights and tripod shadows collided, causing a deafening sound. The scattered energy fell on the main mausoleum, where it would be blocked by the magic circle formed by the thousand-foot jade stele.

If it falls outside, the sky will collapse, the earth will split, the mountains will topple, and the rivers will shift.

Occasionally there would be a dazzling light that illuminated the entire world like daylight, and in the center, space cracks would constantly appear and then disappear.

It can be easily judged that these people are all Hun Tian!
And below the main mausoleum, people were also fighting. Among these people were those in the Yin-Yang Realm, the Heaven-Man Realm, and the Void Heaven Realm.

The whole scene was extremely chaotic, with shadows of spells and magic weapons everywhere.

"Brother Nangong, what should we do now? How do we get in?" Ling Xuzi asked.

"No hurry, wait. In a quarter of an hour, the battle of Hun Tian will tear a hole in the magic circle formed by the jade stele. This will be our chance. Let's go to that mountain first." Nangong Jin took the lead.

Several people followed closely, and finally hid in a place on the hillside and waited quietly.

This place was obviously carefully selected by Nangong Jin. It was not too far from the main battlefield, but none of the energy scattered from the great battle above fell here.

Gu Yuanqing turned his head and looked in the direction of the Taikoo Divine Sect with his Dongxu Tianpu, but found no trace. However, it was not surprising. When the ancient battlefield appeared, its direction would change.

It even means that two people who are thousands of miles apart will inexplicably enter the same battlefield and then get together, but after leaving the battlefield, they will return to their respective starting points.

At this time, the people of the Taikoo Divine Sect must be hiding secretly and looking for opportunities to avoid being involved in the battle.

Nangong Jin had been here three thousand years ago and knew the general development of this battle.

After a while, Nangong Jin waved his hand, and a spell enveloped an area of ​​thirty feet, hiding the auras of several people. At the same time, he shouted in a low voice: "Follow me! Be careful, don't attract the attention of the Huntian monks above, and don't get dragged into the battle."

Then he led the way and quickly headed towards the Jiuhuan War Tomb.

As soon as they got closer, they saw a Hun Tian monk who was guarding one side was seriously injured and fell to the ground, followed by a huge tripod falling from the sky.

The magic barrier formed by the nine thousand-foot jade steles rippled for a while and then broke. The giant tripod fell on one of the jade steles, and the jade stele broke in half.

"This is the time!"

The five of them suddenly sped up, and while the magic circle was broken and everyone's attention was on the sky, the figures wrapped in the hiding method quickly entered the magic circle along the Golden Cloud Floating Bridge.

They were all masters of Yin-Yang Zhoutian and had made careful preparations, so no one noticed their infiltration during the chaos of war.

The more he learned about the ancient battlefield, the more incredible Gu Yuanqing felt that everything here was.

It is obvious that everything here is a thing of the past and the people here are long dead.

But everyone's reactions were as if they were living beings, and everything seemed so real.

Even the treasures obtained from ancient battlefields can be taken away and brought into the modern world.

Whether it is the ancient world, the ancient battlefield, or even the Linglong world, the more you know about it, the more you will feel that there are too many mysteries hidden in it.

Gu Yuanqing followed all the way, secretly suppressing all his speculations in his heart.

Now is not the time to have wild thoughts. If you change something carelessly, your actions may be exposed and noticed by the Great Master Hun Tian above.

Perhaps, this is the only difference between the ancient battlefield and the real world. If it were in the modern world, with the current means, it would be impossible to sneak under the nose of Hun Tian Da Xiu.

Here, as long as we don't change what should have happened here and don't expose it directly to the eyes of these monks, nothing will happen.

In a blink of an eye, they arrived at the entrance of Jiuhuan War Tomb.

At this time, people from the Taikoo Divine Sect also arrived almost at the same time. Obviously, they also knew everything that happened here, so they seized this opportunity.

But his movements were a little slower than Gu Yuanqing's.

But after seeing each other's actions, both sides tacitly turned a blind eye. Now is not the time to take action, otherwise everyone will end up with nothing and even put their lives in danger.

At this moment, both parties looked back at the same time, cursed inwardly, and then rushed to the interior of the War Mausoleum.

Gu Yuanqing couldn't help but shook his head when he saw the scene in the distance.

However, those Tianbian cultivators also intended to sneak in, but facing this ancient battlefield where both Huntian and Yinyang cultivators were present, there was no way they could participate.

He was accidentally hit by the palm power released by the Yin-Yang monks during the battle, revealing his whereabouts. He was running away frantically, but it was unknown whether he could escape with his life.

Gu Yuanqing naturally ignored them and followed Nangong Jin closely.

The entire mausoleum was built in the towering mountains. Behind the entrance was the main hall. The roof of the hall was inlaid with 180,000 spotless star stones, arranged in a Zhoutian galaxy array. The starlight converged and transformed into two golden-armored divine figures standing there. Sensing someone coming in, both of them opened their eyes and looked over.

Nangong Jin took out an ancient talisman, which was flashing with bright light. The golden-armored divine shadow swept his gaze over, and then looked away after touching it.

On the other side, the people from the Taikoo Divine Sect were also well prepared, otherwise they would not have dared to trespass into the mausoleum.

One after the other, they entered quickly without staying in the hall for a moment. There were cultivators in the hall, but all the masters were outside the hall to meet the enemy and could not detect the existence of the two teams of Yin-Yang cultivators at all.

Pass through the main hall, go down the passage, avoid layers of checkpoints, and you will arrive in front of a bronze gate.

There was a guard in front of the door. Zhan Taiyue raised his hand and shook the bell in his hand, and the illusion unfolded silently. Nangong Jin tapped the air, forming seals one after another, and the door suddenly opened a gap, and the five people turned into streams of light and entered.

At this time, people from the Taikoo Divine Sect also caught up.

Zhan Taiyue rang the bell again, and the psychedelic sound enveloped the people of the Taikoo Divine Sect. Ling Xuzi also raised his hand and slashed with the sword, and thin strands of sword energy cut through.

However, the noise was not too big, just to block its progress, and there was no intention of a large-scale fight to prevent the noise from being too loud and causing accidents.

Gu Yuanqing smiled slightly and threw out a few small objects, which landed behind the gate, disappeared into the stone wall and the ground, and turned into a formation in an instant.

Naturally, these casual works cannot stop the people of the Taikoo Divine Sect for long, but it is still good to give them some trouble.

Nangong Jin glanced at him and said nothing.

He had made things clear before coming in. He believed that Gu Yuanqing would not act rashly. He was just a little surprised that Gu Yuanqing was so proficient in the art of formation.

As the saying goes, an expert can tell whether something is good or not with just one move. He was born in the Huanling Sect and has a deep knowledge of magic arrays, otherwise he would not have led this operation. Gu Yuanqing can tell a lot from just one magic array he casually casts.

Considering that Gu Yuanqing is less than two hundred years old, his cultivation level is comparable to his own, and his strength is even above his own. It has been basically confirmed that he has mastered the rules and artifacts, and now he has also discovered that he is proficient in the way of formations.

Each of these would take countless years to achieve, but there was one man who managed to achieve them all in just over a hundred years.

He couldn't help but think of what his master said in his heart, and paid more attention to Gu Yuanqing. This was related to the future strategy of the Hidden Star Alliance.

Gu Yuanqing didn't know that the Yin Yao League suspected that he was a hidden pawn of the Taikoo Divine Sect. Even if he knew, he wouldn't care. It's just that the enemy of my enemy is my friend. The Yin Yao League and the Taikoo Divine Sect are restraining each other. He has an enemy with the Taikoo Divine Sect, so the Yin Yao League is the object of cooperation and transaction. As for other things, he doesn't ask for anything else.

After this time, if there can be a hundred years of peace, then a hundred years later, perhaps we will no longer have to fear the Taikoo Divine Sect.

The huge bronze gate is a long bridge with seventy-four sculptures with angry eyes on top.

"Leave it to me!" Ling Xuzi took the lead and came out with a sword.

The two sculptures flickered with light, then transformed into human form and attacked Ling Xuzi.

Ling Xuzi took a step forward, the sword flashed, and the two statues were cut in half. The broken statues turned into a stream of light and returned to their original positions, but their eyes were closed.

But then four more sculptures resurrected and fought with him, but they were still no match for Ling Xuzi's move.

Then eight statues came together, and he still only used one move.

When the eighteen statues came, he used three moves.

Thirty-six statues came together. He touched the sword with his finger, and the blood-stained sword swept out. A crescent-shaped sword light quickly grew larger and cut off the thirty-six statues at the same time in an instant.

The last four statues that woke up were obviously larger than the other ones, and their strength was clearly at the level of Yin-Yang Zhoutian.

This time he used a secret technique, formed a hand seal, took a step forward, and his figure split into four. The sword light passed through the four statues, and then the four figures merged into one again.

However, his breathing seemed a little heavy at this moment. Although these sculptures were not cultivators, they were even more difficult to deal with than cultivators of the same level. Ordinary spells and magic weapons could hardly hurt them at all. Only a sword cultivator like Ling Xuzi, who had concentrated his strength to the extreme, could kill them in a moment with the help of the sword in his hand.

It can also be seen that Ling Xuzi's control over strength is extremely precise, without any leakage of strength.

"go!"

Nangong Jin took the lead again and reminded again: "The air is forbidden in the underground mausoleum. Do not escape into the air, otherwise it will trigger the formation."

Walking towards the bridge, it transformed again and fell into a space where densely packed monsters attacked.

Gu Yuanqing narrowed his eyes slightly. The appearance and aura of these monsters were not much different from the monsters seen in the cave, but they were more powerful, and many of them were at the yin and yang levels.

"Let me do it!"

Zhan Taiyue raised her hand and a guqin appeared. Her slender hands danced and plucked the strings. Under the attack of the music, the evil spirits on the bodies of the monsters rioted and then exploded one after another.

When the last monster disappeared, everyone returned to the war tomb again.

Moving forward, he entered the foggy space again, and a mirror appeared. Gu Yuanqing noticed that inside the mirror, an expressionless man in black suddenly appeared behind him and stabbed Ling Xuzi with a sword.

Ling Xuzi swung his sword to block, but it missed. However, a wound appeared on his cheek, and there was no figure behind him.

Ling Xuzi touched his cheek, and a ray of silver light flashed, and the wound on his face slowly healed.

The next second, countless mirrors appeared, and the man in black appeared in each mirror, but his positions were completely different.

Gu Yuanqing felt danger coming, but there was no one around him.

"Let me take care of this one."

Beichen Zhao, who had been silent all this time, said coldly.

Then he made a hand seal, and a fire rune flashed in his eyes. The whole space turned into a fire domain. Snakes jumped up and broke into the mirror. The man in black instantly burned up and turned into ashes. The mirror shattered and turned into green smoke.

Mirrors kept appearing and were then burned by the flames. In the blink of an eye, all the mist disappeared at the same time.

Beichen Zhao made another seal, the flame suddenly increased again, a few cracks in space appeared, and then the entire space shattered and disappeared in an instant, and a road emerged.

At this time Beichen Zhao turned around and looked at Gu Yuanqing.

Gu Yuanqing looked calm and said calmly: "It is better to leave more strength here."

Beichen Zhao snorted coldly.

Nangong Jin said in a low voice: "Speed ​​up. The Ancient Divine Sect is taking another road. We can't let them get ahead of us."

After speaking, he led the team forward again.

The Four Symbols War Puppets, the Five Elements Heavenly Corridor, the Thunder Prison, the Guixu Altar, one level after another, each level is full of dangers. If the Hidden Star Alliance had not been well prepared, it would have been impossible to pass through so easily.

Gu Yuanqing never made a move from beginning to end, his strength had to be saved in the last place.

Fortunately, this battle tomb was originally a place of inheritance of the Jiuji Xuanshu Pavilion, and there was no existence above the level of Yin-Yang Zhoutian.

After passing the penultimate level of Tianyan Xuantai, another sky bridge comes into view. At the end of the sky bridge is a suspended fairy island, surrounded by white clouds.

From afar, you can see a majestic palace standing in the center of the island.

At the end of the overpass leading to the island, four monks from the Taikoo Divine Sect were waiting in front.

"Two people are missing. They must have gone into the hall!" Ling Xuzi said in a deep voice.

"Stop if you come. If you dare to move forward again, I will kill you!" said the ancient divine sect cultivator standing in the middle coldly.

The person on the right said with a smile: "Nangong Jin, you are late, so just wait here. Hey, this friend looks unfamiliar to me?"

(End of this chapter)