Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 687 Turtle Big is a Necessity

A few minor incidents occurred before entering the Dragon Palace.

After three bows, the power of prayer surrounds you.

The waters of Dongting Lake beneath my feet are as dark as ink, and the outline of the Dragon Palace is faintly visible behind the gate. The glow of the sunset and the blood mist intertwine, exuding an indescribable eeriness.

Xiaoqing stood outside the gate, her green robe fluttering in the wind, her expression solemn.

She glanced around and saw Li Yingqi's sword case trembling slightly, Qi Lingyun's brows furrowed with worry, and Yu Bai and Nilong, despite having calming talismans, still unable to hide their tension. Gui Da huddled at the edge, the Bagua patterns on its shell flickering erratically, clearly frantically divining good or bad fortune.

As the team leader, she instinctively wanted to say something like a pre-battle pep talk.

At this moment, the White Lotus Holy Father, who was being visualized, began to unleash his power.

"Everyone be careful. The Dragon Palace Secret Realm is extremely dangerous. Don't be fooled by appearances." The voice was cold, yet strangely reassuring.

"The first thing to pay attention to after you go in is..."

Xiaoqing earnestly gave instructions to the people behind her.

Since the Dongting Dragon Palace is hidden in the void, it should be considered a small secret realm.

In an era devoid of immortals and Buddhas, such places are always rife with strange occurrences. Based on the various documents left behind by Master Xu, it is highly likely that the presence of dragons can still be seen within them.

"But don't be afraid. As long as we can find a way to break this deadlock, the secret realm can be easily conquered."

Xiao Qing, who seemed to have unlocked a cheat code, spoke with a strange, infectious quality, giving off a reliable vibe reminiscent of Xu Xuan.

The Taihu military governors clasped their fists in unison, the clanging of their armor ringing out. The leading crab general, his eyes bloodshot, said in a deep voice, "Commander Qing, your subordinates will go first!" Before his words had even finished, dozens of figures had already shot off like arrows, resolutely plunging into the blood-red, misty Dragon Palace barrier.

"Bam—"

The first shrimp to come into contact with the barrier instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist, its shell fragments reflecting a poignant light in the glow of the sunset.

The catfish-like warlord behind did not hesitate and, under the cover of the blood mist, suddenly plunged in.

His scales peeled off inch by inch, but just as he was about to fall apart, he was swept away by a sudden burst of water vapor, his fate unknown.

The scattered limbs and severed bodies floating on the lake had piled up into a thick swamp of blood and flesh, emitting a nauseatingly sweet stench. A carp spirit, missing half its body, was still struggling to swim forward, blood foam constantly gushing from its gills: "Transform into a dragon...transform into a dragon..."

"This is the Great Dao..."

Everyone knows that once you're inside, it's up to your fate. In the struggle for the ultimate truth, there's no right or wrong.

As everyone's gazes met, the two swords, Zi Ying and Qing Suo, in Li Yingqi's sword box hummed slightly, as if in response to her decision.

"Master, we won't go in." She said firmly, turning to look at Qi Lingyun and the others behind her. "This Dragon Palace Secret Realm is more harmful than beneficial to us."

As a sword cultivator from Mount Shu, he felt a strong repulsive force as soon as he approached the Dragon Palace barrier, as if the entire secret realm was resisting the entry of humans.

"As for opportunities..." Li Xianfeng's body shone with dazzling light, "We haven't even figured out the magic weapon bestowed by Hall Master Xu yet. If we stuff more Dragon Palace treasures into it, we might as well bite off more than we can chew."

Qi Lingyun nodded in agreement: "'Three Heroes and Two Clouds' have special destinies. If they enter this secret realm with its entangled causes and effects, what if they trigger the ancient calamity energy..." She didn't finish her sentence, but everyone understood.

Either don't cross at all, or make it a big one; otherwise, everyone will suffer.

Upon hearing this, a look of realization flashed in Xiaoqing's eyes.

Indeed, any one of the magical treasures carried by these young sword cultivators is among the best in the world. No matter how good the things left behind by the old Dragon King are, they may not be able to compare with the divine weapons that Baoan Hall has obtained from various places.

She then looked at Master Mao and Yan Chixia.

Master Mao's face was still somewhat pale; the backlash from forcefully slaying the Mermaid King's fortune had not yet healed, and he was currently sitting cross-legged on a blue stone, meditating. Yan Chixia stood to the side, holding his divine sword, and grinned when he saw Xiao Qing looking over: "Not interested in becoming a dragon, staying here to look after Master Mao is perfect." Human cultivators shouldn't be involved in the bloodline struggles of the demon race.

Finally, Xiaoqing's gaze fell upon her three generals.

The tortoise's massive claws hovered before the Dragon Palace's barrier, its bluish-black face drenched in cold sweat. The innate Bagua patterns on its carapace spun wildly, and the auspicious and inauspicious energies clashed like two torrents in its sea of ​​consciousness.

"Go in! The chance to transform into a dragon is right before your eyes!" "Extremely ominous! A certain death!"

His left eye reflected the magnificent illusion of the Dragon Palace, while his right eye saw countless demon souls floating in a sea of ​​blood.

Finally, it snapped its claws back and chuckled dryly, "Your Majesty, it's best if I stay outside to provide support..." After saying that, it sneakily took three steps back, and happened to step on a piece of finger bone that some demon king had left behind.

Yu Bai, who was about to take a step, suddenly stopped.

He turned his head suspiciously, staring at the tortoise's large, gleaming green bean eyes. This old tortoise was usually greedy and wouldn't do anything without a profit, yet now it seemed completely indifferent to the Dragon Palace's treasure?
Memories of Taihu Lake suddenly came to mind: I had only gained spiritual insight after following the boat of Minister Fan Li, and the words "to love wealth and others together" still linger in my mind to this day.

"Tsk." Yu Bai suddenly pulled out a stack of calming talismans and stuck them all over his body with a "slap slap slap," looking like a human-shaped talisman stand.

Stroking his whiskers, he said smugly, "I suddenly remembered that a true wise man 'takes what others discard and gives what others fight for'..." As he spoke, he backed away and in the blink of an eye, he was next to Turtle Big.

General Mud Dragon was about to charge forward with his steel fork when he suddenly felt a tightness in his sleeves.

"General, wait!" Turtle grabbed his right arm tightly. "Look at that blood-red barrier; it seems to hold a hidden secret..."

"There's an ambush!" Yu Bai immediately chimed in, grabbing the mud dragon's left sleeve with his left hand and pointing to a spot in the barrier with his right: "See that? King Luo Fei's hammer has melted!"

Upon closer inspection, Mud Dragon realized it was clearly an ordinary piece of red coral.

"We're in this together! We're in this together!" The two demons grabbed him and left without saying another word.

By the time Mud Dragon came to his senses, the three of them were already crouching behind a reef three hundred feet away, "observing the enemy situation."

Xiaoqing...

Grab Turtle Big, and anyone else can skip it, but you can't.

Turtle tried to struggle, but suddenly felt a chill on its shell—Qing Tangzhu was using it as a shield in front of him, and he leaped into the barrier!
"Aaaaaah, I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

The mud dragon outside was dumbfounded, and then a calming talisman was placed on it.

Yu Bai said in a sinister tone, "Look, the fact that Master Qing took that guy in on his own means it must be extremely dangerous inside. The Dragon Palace is right here, so let's wait until the road ahead is clear before we go in."

Inside the Dragon Palace, the world was turned upside down in an instant.

"boom!"

Xiaoqing and Guida flew swiftly, passing through layer after layer of water curtains.

After a moment of bizarre and fantastical experience, we finally stepped inside the Dragon Palace.

"We've struck it rich?!" Xiao Qing wasn't immediately drawn to the overflowing essence blood; instead, she was first smeared in the face with precious light.

What a magnificent Dragon Palace!
The dragon palace stands majestically, its steps adorned with jade. Glazed tiles reflect the clear waters of the palace; tortoiseshell beams illuminate the splendor of the dragon's magnificence. Jade eaves are perched with dragons, their golden scales gleaming in the sun; jade railings are adorned with coiled dragons, their jade claws reaching for the clouds. Twelve jade towers receive the radiance of the stars; nine-tiered treasure pavilions gather the auspicious energy of heaven and earth.

Amidst palaces of pearls and shells, towering golden mountains rise majestically, and a vast silver sea stretches endlessly. Golden peaks stand tall, resembling the majestic Kunlun Mountains; silver waves surge, like a cascading celestial river. In the coral forest, a fiery phoenix perches on a branch of crimson jade; in the tortoiseshell pool, a black dragon plays in a dish of purple treasures. Night-shining pearls adorn the ceiling like stars in the Milky Way; jewels illuminating the carriage, arranged along carved railings, surpass even the morning glow.

Golden light shimmered in her vertical pupils, and the mountain of treasures before her almost burned her eyes—mountains of gold bricks stretched to the horizon, rivers of silver ingots flowed gently beneath her feet, and pearls covered the ground like gravel; with each step, she could kick out three or five pearls the size of pigeon eggs.

(End of this chapter)