The Confucian and Taoist Sages of Mortal Cultivation

Chapter 126 Ancient Treasures of the Water Mansion

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Yang Qingyuan walked towards the stone door, stood at the entrance, and released his divine sense to investigate the situation inside.

But behind the door, there was a long, narrow passageway made of blue jade.

The passage was filled with clusters of blue lightning orbs, making it impossible to pass through.

At this moment, Vice Island Master Yuan and his wife were standing in front of the Thunder on the right side of the passage, and were summoning a stone-shaped magic weapon.

This magical artifact, of unknown origin, possessed the ability to absorb lightning. As soon as it appeared, it began to absorb the water-based divine lightning in the passageway and opened a gap for the group to enter.

"It seems they all came prepared."

After pondering for a moment, Yang Qingyuan instructed Duan Lang, "You stay here, I'll go in and take a look."

Duan Lang, who was already hesitant to enter the passageway, immediately nodded repeatedly and replied, "Please, senior, you must rescue my ancestor."

Yang Qingyuan led Xue Chanzi into the stone gate on the left. After advancing several hundred steps, they stopped in front of the barrier formed by blue lightning and stood there to observe.

Blood Cicada stepped forward, his tiger-like body trembling, and wisps of blood-red smoke emanating from his body.

The blood smoke reacted immediately upon contact with the Water Divine Thunder.

The blue lightning ball crackled and popped, scattering all the blood smoke.

Upon seeing this, Yang Qingyuan opened his mouth and spat out a beam of white spiritual light.

In the light of the spirit was a rolled-up scroll, which was the "Cangyuan Map".

Seeing that Xue Chanzi's demonic arts were countered by thunder magic, Yang Qingyuan wanted to let her enter the painting to hide for a while.

The Cangyuan Diagram slowly unfolded, projecting a dazzling seven-colored light that enveloped Xue Chanzi's body, pulling her into the painting.

At the same time, a figure in black robes appears on a cliff facing the sea in the painting.

Upon seeing this, Yang Qingyuan was also amazed. He then put the scroll into his sleeve and took out a medicine box from his storage bag.

Inside the medicine box was a milky white ointment.

Yang Qingyuan inserted his fingers into the milky white ointment and began to circulate the "Divine Sword Thunder Control Scripture".

The next moment, the ointment began to wriggle, moving upwards along Yang Qingyuan's fingers and adhering to every inch of his skin.

One dose of Hualei Xisui Ointment can only maintain the effect of three incense sticks at most.

Just to be on the safe side, Yang Qingyuan took out the nine doses of Thunder Cleansing and Marrow Cleansing Ointment he had refined one by one and applied them to his body.

After using ten doses of the ointment at once, Yang Qingyuan's skin was covered with dazzling blue lines.

This situation was not recorded in the prescription from the Duan family.

Fortunately, these patterns did not cause any damage to Yang Qingyuan's physical body, and they were slowly fading away, obviously with a time limit.

Yang Qingyuan didn't take it to heart. He then strode towards the Water Divine Thunder in front of him and slowly reached out a hand to approach one of the thunder balls, which was about the size of a face.

The next moment, the Water Divine Lightning seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, twisting and turning into tiny arcs of lightning that disappeared into the lightning patterns on Yang Qingyuan's body.

Yang Qingyuan felt streams of cool energy flowing along the lines on his palm, entering his body and circulating throughout his limbs, constantly tempering his physical form.

It felt like my whole body was being kneaded by countless hands, it was so comfortable.

Even the speed at which the magical energy circulates within the body has greatly increased.

"If only I could cultivate in seclusion here," a thought flashed through Yang Qingyuan's mind.

But now is not the time to consider that.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Qingyuan walked directly into the numerous lightning spheres. The lightning patterns on his body became increasingly bright and formed a spherical blue protective shield around his body, dissolving all the lightning spheres he touched into arcs of lightning and absorbing them all.

Yang Qingyuan walked safely into the passageway and headed towards the end of the passage.

After walking about a thousand steps, the view suddenly opened up before us.

A vast hall, hundreds of feet in size, came into view.

As soon as Yang Qingyuan stepped into the hall, he saw a silver-white scale on the floor.

The scales were as big as washbasins, and seemed to be the scales of some kind of dragon, radiating a strong lightning-attribute spiritual power.

"The scales of the Thunder Dragon?"

Yang Qingyuan was slightly surprised, thinking to himself, "Could it be a scale dropped by that level-six thunder dragon?"

"Could it be that the Duan family patriarch encountered a thunder dragon, which is why he went missing?"

Yang Qingyuan was filled with doubt and suspicion, and then stopped to look around the hall.

This time, the hall was not empty; instead, three jade platforms stood there.

All three jade platforms were shrouded in a massive protective shield of water and divine lightning.

On one of the two jade platforms, a square, red cauldron with two handles and four legs floats, while on the other platform, a black furnace painted with Bagua (Eight Trigrams) patterns floats.

The last jade platform was empty.

"Could it be an ancient treasure?"

Yang Qingyuan glanced at the red cauldron and the black furnace, but did not rush to take the treasure. Instead, he looked solemn and circled the three jade platforms.

Behind the jade platform, there is another open gate, but it is unknown where it leads.

"This jade platform seems to be the core of the formation."

Upon seeing the dense array patterns engraved on the jade platform, Yang Qingyuan's expression turned extremely grim. He finally understood why so many water-based divine lightning bolts had appeared out of nowhere within the Thunder Abyss.

This is clearly because deep within this water palace, there is a sealing formation with the attribute of lightning.

Given his expertise in formations, it's easy to see that this formation has a sealing effect.

The two ancient treasures before us, along with the Thunder Bamboo and other treasures from before, were mostly used to fill the core of the array.

Since it is an ancient lightning-attribute formation, what it suppresses is naturally not a benevolent being.

Thinking of this, Yang Qingyuan dared not go to retrieve the treasure, lest the great formation fail.

After all, no one knows whether the things inside the great formation have been completely obliterated by the Water Divine Thunder over the long years.

Yang Qingyuan stood in front of the stone gate with a solemn expression, guessing that the Duan family patriarch and his group must have encountered the Thunder Dragon in the hall and suffered heavy losses.

The Duan family patriarch only had time to take one treasure before fleeing behind the stone gate.

But when he thought that the thing sealed by the lightning-attribute array should also be deep inside this passage, Yang Qingyuan hesitated to move forward.

"Boom—" Just then, a sudden change occurred, and a deafening sound came from the depths of the cave.

Immediately afterwards, the entire water palace began to shake violently.

The surrounding water and divine lightning also disintegrated and dissipated in mid-air.

"broken."

"It's them, the ones surnamed Yuan."

Upon seeing this, Yang Qingyuan realized that the group of cultivators surnamed Yuan must have taken the treasures from the other passage, weakening the power of the great formation.

"They're more trouble than they're worth."

Yang Qingyuan immediately retreated, wanting to leave the place first.

But the next moment, a foul, bloody smell wafted from the stone door behind the jade platform.

With the sound of rushing water coming from inside the door, countless streams of blood gushed out from behind the door, instantly flooding the entire hall and turning it into a pool of blood.

The walls and jade platform melted and collapsed after coming into contact with the blood.

Even the remaining Water-based Divine Lightning could only barely hold its own against the blood before dissipating.

Yang Qingyuan had already arrived at the exit and was about to rush into the tunnel.

But then the walls of the passageway began to writhe, transforming into crimson flesh that writhed incessantly.

The chunks of meat seemed to have a life of their own, growing rapidly and wildly, filling the passageway completely in the blink of an eye, thus sealing off any escape route.

Seeing this, Yang Qingyuan flicked his finger at the flesh wall, sending out a silver-white lightning sword light.

But when the sword light struck the flesh wall, it only left a small pit, which was quickly filled back in by the wildly growing flesh.

It is impossible to open up the tunnel in a short period of time.

Yang Qingyuan felt as if he were trapped inside the belly of a monster; all he could see were walls made of flesh and blood.

At the same time, the booming sounds of battle came from the depths of the Water Mansion, most likely because the Yuan couple had already engaged with the things inside the Water Mansion.

Before Yang Qingyuan could break through the passage, he saw that the stone door and walls behind the jade platform had completely collapsed, soaked in blood, revealing the scene deep within the water mansion.