Chapter 528
Heaven Stele Domain, Cloud Banquet
Chapter 528 Heaven Stele Domain, Cloud Banquet
Yang Lao naturally noticed the change in Huang Xuanzi's tone on the futon.
Especially when he heard "The Seventh Palace of the Eight Sons", he seemed to be aroused all of a sudden.
In other words, this His Majesty who came from afar seemed to be quite interested in the rumored restricted zone from the very beginning—he asked himself the first time when he first connected.
Elder Yang naturally didn't know what the connection was, nor did he know what it had to do with His Majesty's mission.
But as a secret agent, he knows what to ask and what not to ask.
So even though he was extremely puzzled, he still stood with his hands down and waited quietly.
Finally, Huang Xuanzi spoke, "Old Yang, are you sure—this time, the seventh son from the Tianshan Dojo went to the Tianbei ancient domain to suppress the restricted area?"
"Ancestor Dao, my subordinates are very sure." Elder Yang took a deep breath and spoke firmly.
Do eight sons, eight immortals at the level of Dao ancestors.
The title "Son" is only for the lord, but for countless monks in the world, these are the eight living ancestors, generally called one of the eight kings, or "His Royal Highness".
So for this level of existence, the news of Elder Yang dare not be vague at all.
"Then... According to your news, besides the master, has anyone else left the restricted area alive?" Huang Xuanzi asked again.
Elder Yang was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head firmly, "Ancestor Dao, there has never been one—among all the rumors about the restricted area in Qiandao, this is the only thing that is recognized."
He shook his head slowly, "That place is by no means a terrifying place where one can enter and leave at will."
Speaking of this, Elder Yang was suddenly taken aback, his mind was like a thunderclap, and he reacted!
Suddenly look horrified, dumbfounded!
"You...you don't want to step into the restricted area?!"
Huang Xuanzi glanced at him and nodded slightly.
Old Yang showed a worried expression, he hesitated to speak, but in the end he didn't say anything, and retreated.
Huang Xuanzi was left alone, sitting alone on the main hall.
His old fingers stroked the whisk, without saying a word.
Obviously, in the widely advertised version, the so-called restricted area is an absolutely taboo place, and no one can set foot in it except the leader.
But in the Dragon Lord's memory, the Seventh Palace, one of the eight sons, had stepped into the restricted area and returned safely.
That being the case, how did the Seventh Temple do it?And why deliberately conceal this matter?
Among them, there are obviously some tricks.
But Huang Xuanzi didn't know what the problem was.
But the good news is that the memory of the previous dragon master proves that even if it is not a "king" level existence, there are examples of returning safely after stepping into the restricted area.
Although I don't know how to do it, but... isn't there a seventh hall?
Huang Xuanzi narrowed his eyes.
——How should I get more information from the restricted area from the mouth of this Highness? .
Thoughts flashed.
Jiangnan's main consciousness separated from Huang Xuanzi and Dragon Lord, and returned to the real body.
Today, the situation in Huangxuan Dayu and Panlong Dayu has basically stabilized.
If there is no accident, there should be nothing wrong there before the final decisive battle.
Therefore, Jiangnan focused on the deity who had stepped into the ancient realm of Tianbei.
In time, half a year has passed since the Panlong Territory's earth-shattering change.Jiangnan himself, who had been on the road, finally arrived at the territory of Tianbei Dayu.
The Tianbei Ancient Territory, the Tuo Kingdom, is an unremarkable mortal kingdom in the Tianbei Great Territory.
It was the middle of winter, the sky was freezing, and the breath was foggy.
But in the bustling and bustling city of Tuo, there are still countless people entering and leaving the city every day.
Accompanied by horse-drawn carriages and merchants carrying goods, an unremarkable young man survived through the city gate and set foot in the bustling streets.
Pedestrians came and went in an endless stream, yelling, chatting, bargaining, and the sounds of the armor of the patrolling guards and the collision of sword blades were intertwined, an endless stream, noisy and numerous.
Everything is as usual.
——except in the distant sky, a group of thick black fog that lingers on the sky like a dark cloud and lingers for a long time.
However, as the saying goes, looking at the mountain and running a dead horse, even though it seems to be in the sky, it is estimated that the area where the black mist is located is at least tens of thousands of miles away from the Tuo Kingdom.
But even so, in the dark fog, there was a thick and ominous atmosphere, which made all the observed creatures feel a burst of fear.
However, even if mortals born in Immortal Land could not personally come into contact with supernatural things even for a lifetime, this cloud of black mist did not bring them much panic—after all, those who have never eaten pork have at least seen pigs run, or listened to the old one. The predecessors said the taste of pork.
More or less, the people of the country of Tuo also know about the immortals.
According to the owner of an urban tea shop resting in the south of the Yangtze River, the cloud of black mist suddenly appeared in the sky half a year ago.
——The time seems to coincide with the moment when Elder Yang sent the message back then.
When the vast black mist first appeared, everyone was still talking about what it was.
But as time goes by, few people care now.
—Anyway, it is there, and it will not knock down the thunder, nor will it rain down the sky fire.
The sky is falling, and there are tall dojo masters supporting it.
Many people even regarded the pitch-black fog as some great supernatural being experimenting with new supernatural powers.
However, Jiang Nan knew that was not the case.
From the first moment he saw the dark fog, the atmosphere full of death and ominousness made him conclude—this is the so-called restricted area!
Because that aura is the same as the forest of bones and corpses he saw under the guidance of the blue lantern!
"master?"
"master!"
The next moment, Jiangnan's thoughts were interrupted by a submissive voice. The young tea shop owner came to him, nodded and bowed, "What kind of tea do you drink?"
"Just put your signboard on it." Jiang Nan said casually, staring at the dark fog in the sky.
"Okay, wait a moment!" The boss stepped back swiftly.
Soon, the boss brought a pot of steaming hot tea and poured it out for Jiangnan, looking quite familiar, "Master, are you here for the exam?"
"Oh? How did you see that?" Jiang Nan raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.
"Look, you look very handsome in your clothes and luggage. You are definitely not from the capital. You are also elegant and unrestrained, and you are not a porter in business. In addition, it is the time for the imperial examination, and students are coming to Beijing!"
The young boss rolled his eyes, and said again: "Plus, you have been looking in the direction of the imperial palace. You probably want to take part in the imperial examination and jump the dragon gate!"
"You boss is interesting." Jiang Nan looked away and sized him up, "It's a waste of talent to sell tea, you should go to the Yamen to be a fast catcher."
"You were joking, you were joking."
The owner of the tea shop made a self-deprecating laugh, "When I was young, I thought about becoming an official and pleading for the people, but my family didn't have the conditions, so I had to inherit my father's tea shop to make ends meet. You, on the other hand, have a bright future!"
"Then I will lend you a good word. How much is this tea?" Jiang Nan waved his hand, ready to get up and leave.
"That's all." The young boss waved his hand, "A pot of tea money should be given to the master, and I wish the master a name on the list!"
Jiang Nan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't refuse. Instead, he turned his wrist and took out a bean that looked like jade and stone, "That's fine, if I am really in high school, you can take it and exchange it for tea money."
Staring at the finger-sized golden bean, the boss was stunned for a moment.
He could see that this thing might not be of ordinary value, so he was about to decline, but when he raised his head, the scholar was nowhere to be seen.
.
at the same time.
Tianbei Ancient Domain, Tianbei Dojo, Ancient Monument Palace.
As the main dojo that informs and governs a large domain, the Tianbei dojo is located in the southeast of the Tianbei domain, on a towering mountain called Huangtian.
In the center of the dojo, on the top of the desolate sky, in the solemn and majestic palace, there is a 99-step white jade altar, and above the altar, stands a three-foot ancient stele.
Under the ancient monument, a tall middle-aged man closed his eyes, as if meditating.
This person is not very old, about forty, and his spirit is at the peak, with black hair, ruddy complexion, lines on his face are like knives and axes, and he is not angry.
At this moment, he and the ancient monument behind him seemed to be integrated into one body, regardless of you and me.
A vast and ancient breath, like an endless ocean, endlessly mighty!
And outside of this palace, the entire Tianbei Dojo is also extremely luxurious today.
Exotic beasts are in the sky, gods and demons are separated on both sides, and a long golden carpet condensed by pure fairy power extends to the sky, as if waiting for some noble existence.
Above the clouds, there are many powerful men, sitting cross-legged, and in the clouds and mist, there are women in gold and jade robes singing and dancing. The sound of the piano is melodious, and the dance is beautiful. sky.
At one point, it seemed like the time had come.
In the ancient temple, Daoist Tianbei opened his eyes, stood up, and stepped out.
In an instant, the wind and cloud surged, and his figure was already at the end of the golden road.
Seeing this, many whispering powers also stopped and sat upright.
The banquet in the clouds, which was originally chaotic and noisy, was only left with the sound of singing and dancing in an instant.
Not long after, under the gaze of eyes, a chariot pulled by a three-legged giant bird burning with flames came from the sky!
The chariot passed by, leaving a sea of bright red flames across the sky!
Daoist Tianbei raised his eyes and said in a long voice, "Welcome His Royal Highness Seventh!"
So, countless powerful, elders, and deacons also spoke in unison, "Welcome His Royal Highness Seventh!!!"
The sound waves are mighty, resounding through the sky!
At the same time, a young man in fine clothes stepped out of the chariot.
The breath is mighty, like Tianwei!
At that moment, except for Tianbei Daozu, the rest of the people buried their heads and did not dare to look at him!
"Daozu, please be polite."
The young man looked around, frowned, and shook his head slowly, "It really doesn't need to waste people's money."
"Your Highness, what you said is wrong!" Daoist Tianbei's eyes were like lightning, and he slowly shook his head, "This is a gift from my Tianbei Daoist Hall, and it cannot be done in vain."
His Highness the Seventh Hearing the words, sighed and stopped talking.
Among the immortals of Qiandao, there have been rumors for a long time. Compared with the other 35 Dao ancestors, this Tianbei Dao ancestor has a very good face.
It is probably because in this world that claims to gather all the great powers of the world in one body, his ancestor of Tianbei stepped into the realm of immortals by relying on an unnamed ancient stele. Daozu felt somewhat guilty.
Under this state of mind, this Dao ancestor also created a slightly exaggerated and vain style.
——If you do something like suppressing the restricted area with the eight sons, if you change to another big domain, you will never be able to do this.
"Your Highness, please."
The Taoist ancestor of Tianbei stretched out his hand and invited His Royal Highness Seven to go to the hall to have a talk.
The latter nodded and followed him into the hall.
Only then did the Tianbei Dojo become lively, singing and dancing, drinking and having fun, so happy.
In the palace, after Tianbei Daozu invited His Royal Highness Seventh to sit down, he poured a cup of tea, and then slowly said, "Your Highness, the restricted area is coming soon."
His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince nodded, looking at the dark fog far away in the sky, with a look of nostalgia and memory in his eyes, "The last time I saw you was tens of thousands of years ago..."
"Your Highness, I'm going to say it straight - you once suppressed the restricted area, this time, the Tianbei Dojo... I'm at your disposal." The Taoist ancestor of Tianbei slightly clasped his hands and said.
His Royal Highness Seventh nodded slightly, and said slowly, "Maybe Daozu doesn't know much about it. The so-called restricted area is actually another small world, bounded by thick fog, separating yin and yang, the living cannot enter, and the dead cannot exit."
Tianbei Daozu poured another cup of tea and listened carefully.
"The origin of the forbidden area is unknown, its body is unknown, and whether it has a mind or not is unclear. I only know that it feeds on living things—humans, spirits, beasts, demons, demons...everything is its nourishment."
His Royal Highness continued, "Except for the first time it came, and my father stepped into it himself, no one survived. The way we deal with the coming of the restricted area is to use the power of two immortals to set up a lock to block the world." The large formation, curb its expansion, and wait for it to return by itself."
Daoist Tianbei nodded slightly, waiting for the next article.
——What the Seventh Highness said earlier is the public version, in other words, the Taoist ancestor of Tianbei knows everything.
As someone who had successfully suppressed a forbidden zone, he must have more secret and unknown news.
as predicted.
"These are all rumors that have been circulated outside, and they were once compiled into books by wandering warlocks, so that emissaries can hear about them."
His Royal Highness took a sip of tea and changed the topic, "But in fact, there is a mistake!"
Immediately, the Taoist ancestor of Tianbei held his breath and concentrated, fearing that he would miss a word.
"Ancestor Dao, do you remember where the restricted area came last time?" His Royal Highness Seventh suddenly made a fool of himself.
The Taoist ancestor of Tianbei was stunned, and blurted out, "Paulong Dayu?"
"That's right, it's Panlong Dayu."
His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince nodded slowly, "And that time, our hall really didn't want to see people burnt to death. Countless common people became the nourishment for that place of evil spirits, so... stepped into the restricted area!"
After the words fell, the Taoist ancestor of Tianbei widened his eyes!
The look of horror is inexplicable!
"You...you..."
"That's right, this hall has entered the so-called restricted area, and then retreated!" The Seventh Prince took a deep breath, his eyes glowing, "Not only that, this hall has also found a way to completely destroy it!"
Under the astonished gaze of the Taoist ancestor of Tianbei, who was almost frozen, the voice of His Royal Highness became decisive in an instant,
"This time, the hall is not here for the so-called suppression of restricted areas!"
"It's... to destroy it!"
(End of this chapter)
Yang Lao naturally noticed the change in Huang Xuanzi's tone on the futon.
Especially when he heard "The Seventh Palace of the Eight Sons", he seemed to be aroused all of a sudden.
In other words, this His Majesty who came from afar seemed to be quite interested in the rumored restricted zone from the very beginning—he asked himself the first time when he first connected.
Elder Yang naturally didn't know what the connection was, nor did he know what it had to do with His Majesty's mission.
But as a secret agent, he knows what to ask and what not to ask.
So even though he was extremely puzzled, he still stood with his hands down and waited quietly.
Finally, Huang Xuanzi spoke, "Old Yang, are you sure—this time, the seventh son from the Tianshan Dojo went to the Tianbei ancient domain to suppress the restricted area?"
"Ancestor Dao, my subordinates are very sure." Elder Yang took a deep breath and spoke firmly.
Do eight sons, eight immortals at the level of Dao ancestors.
The title "Son" is only for the lord, but for countless monks in the world, these are the eight living ancestors, generally called one of the eight kings, or "His Royal Highness".
So for this level of existence, the news of Elder Yang dare not be vague at all.
"Then... According to your news, besides the master, has anyone else left the restricted area alive?" Huang Xuanzi asked again.
Elder Yang was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head firmly, "Ancestor Dao, there has never been one—among all the rumors about the restricted area in Qiandao, this is the only thing that is recognized."
He shook his head slowly, "That place is by no means a terrifying place where one can enter and leave at will."
Speaking of this, Elder Yang was suddenly taken aback, his mind was like a thunderclap, and he reacted!
Suddenly look horrified, dumbfounded!
"You...you don't want to step into the restricted area?!"
Huang Xuanzi glanced at him and nodded slightly.
Old Yang showed a worried expression, he hesitated to speak, but in the end he didn't say anything, and retreated.
Huang Xuanzi was left alone, sitting alone on the main hall.
His old fingers stroked the whisk, without saying a word.
Obviously, in the widely advertised version, the so-called restricted area is an absolutely taboo place, and no one can set foot in it except the leader.
But in the Dragon Lord's memory, the Seventh Palace, one of the eight sons, had stepped into the restricted area and returned safely.
That being the case, how did the Seventh Temple do it?And why deliberately conceal this matter?
Among them, there are obviously some tricks.
But Huang Xuanzi didn't know what the problem was.
But the good news is that the memory of the previous dragon master proves that even if it is not a "king" level existence, there are examples of returning safely after stepping into the restricted area.
Although I don't know how to do it, but... isn't there a seventh hall?
Huang Xuanzi narrowed his eyes.
——How should I get more information from the restricted area from the mouth of this Highness? .
Thoughts flashed.
Jiangnan's main consciousness separated from Huang Xuanzi and Dragon Lord, and returned to the real body.
Today, the situation in Huangxuan Dayu and Panlong Dayu has basically stabilized.
If there is no accident, there should be nothing wrong there before the final decisive battle.
Therefore, Jiangnan focused on the deity who had stepped into the ancient realm of Tianbei.
In time, half a year has passed since the Panlong Territory's earth-shattering change.Jiangnan himself, who had been on the road, finally arrived at the territory of Tianbei Dayu.
The Tianbei Ancient Territory, the Tuo Kingdom, is an unremarkable mortal kingdom in the Tianbei Great Territory.
It was the middle of winter, the sky was freezing, and the breath was foggy.
But in the bustling and bustling city of Tuo, there are still countless people entering and leaving the city every day.
Accompanied by horse-drawn carriages and merchants carrying goods, an unremarkable young man survived through the city gate and set foot in the bustling streets.
Pedestrians came and went in an endless stream, yelling, chatting, bargaining, and the sounds of the armor of the patrolling guards and the collision of sword blades were intertwined, an endless stream, noisy and numerous.
Everything is as usual.
——except in the distant sky, a group of thick black fog that lingers on the sky like a dark cloud and lingers for a long time.
However, as the saying goes, looking at the mountain and running a dead horse, even though it seems to be in the sky, it is estimated that the area where the black mist is located is at least tens of thousands of miles away from the Tuo Kingdom.
But even so, in the dark fog, there was a thick and ominous atmosphere, which made all the observed creatures feel a burst of fear.
However, even if mortals born in Immortal Land could not personally come into contact with supernatural things even for a lifetime, this cloud of black mist did not bring them much panic—after all, those who have never eaten pork have at least seen pigs run, or listened to the old one. The predecessors said the taste of pork.
More or less, the people of the country of Tuo also know about the immortals.
According to the owner of an urban tea shop resting in the south of the Yangtze River, the cloud of black mist suddenly appeared in the sky half a year ago.
——The time seems to coincide with the moment when Elder Yang sent the message back then.
When the vast black mist first appeared, everyone was still talking about what it was.
But as time goes by, few people care now.
—Anyway, it is there, and it will not knock down the thunder, nor will it rain down the sky fire.
The sky is falling, and there are tall dojo masters supporting it.
Many people even regarded the pitch-black fog as some great supernatural being experimenting with new supernatural powers.
However, Jiang Nan knew that was not the case.
From the first moment he saw the dark fog, the atmosphere full of death and ominousness made him conclude—this is the so-called restricted area!
Because that aura is the same as the forest of bones and corpses he saw under the guidance of the blue lantern!
"master?"
"master!"
The next moment, Jiangnan's thoughts were interrupted by a submissive voice. The young tea shop owner came to him, nodded and bowed, "What kind of tea do you drink?"
"Just put your signboard on it." Jiang Nan said casually, staring at the dark fog in the sky.
"Okay, wait a moment!" The boss stepped back swiftly.
Soon, the boss brought a pot of steaming hot tea and poured it out for Jiangnan, looking quite familiar, "Master, are you here for the exam?"
"Oh? How did you see that?" Jiang Nan raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.
"Look, you look very handsome in your clothes and luggage. You are definitely not from the capital. You are also elegant and unrestrained, and you are not a porter in business. In addition, it is the time for the imperial examination, and students are coming to Beijing!"
The young boss rolled his eyes, and said again: "Plus, you have been looking in the direction of the imperial palace. You probably want to take part in the imperial examination and jump the dragon gate!"
"You boss is interesting." Jiang Nan looked away and sized him up, "It's a waste of talent to sell tea, you should go to the Yamen to be a fast catcher."
"You were joking, you were joking."
The owner of the tea shop made a self-deprecating laugh, "When I was young, I thought about becoming an official and pleading for the people, but my family didn't have the conditions, so I had to inherit my father's tea shop to make ends meet. You, on the other hand, have a bright future!"
"Then I will lend you a good word. How much is this tea?" Jiang Nan waved his hand, ready to get up and leave.
"That's all." The young boss waved his hand, "A pot of tea money should be given to the master, and I wish the master a name on the list!"
Jiang Nan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't refuse. Instead, he turned his wrist and took out a bean that looked like jade and stone, "That's fine, if I am really in high school, you can take it and exchange it for tea money."
Staring at the finger-sized golden bean, the boss was stunned for a moment.
He could see that this thing might not be of ordinary value, so he was about to decline, but when he raised his head, the scholar was nowhere to be seen.
.
at the same time.
Tianbei Ancient Domain, Tianbei Dojo, Ancient Monument Palace.
As the main dojo that informs and governs a large domain, the Tianbei dojo is located in the southeast of the Tianbei domain, on a towering mountain called Huangtian.
In the center of the dojo, on the top of the desolate sky, in the solemn and majestic palace, there is a 99-step white jade altar, and above the altar, stands a three-foot ancient stele.
Under the ancient monument, a tall middle-aged man closed his eyes, as if meditating.
This person is not very old, about forty, and his spirit is at the peak, with black hair, ruddy complexion, lines on his face are like knives and axes, and he is not angry.
At this moment, he and the ancient monument behind him seemed to be integrated into one body, regardless of you and me.
A vast and ancient breath, like an endless ocean, endlessly mighty!
And outside of this palace, the entire Tianbei Dojo is also extremely luxurious today.
Exotic beasts are in the sky, gods and demons are separated on both sides, and a long golden carpet condensed by pure fairy power extends to the sky, as if waiting for some noble existence.
Above the clouds, there are many powerful men, sitting cross-legged, and in the clouds and mist, there are women in gold and jade robes singing and dancing. The sound of the piano is melodious, and the dance is beautiful. sky.
At one point, it seemed like the time had come.
In the ancient temple, Daoist Tianbei opened his eyes, stood up, and stepped out.
In an instant, the wind and cloud surged, and his figure was already at the end of the golden road.
Seeing this, many whispering powers also stopped and sat upright.
The banquet in the clouds, which was originally chaotic and noisy, was only left with the sound of singing and dancing in an instant.
Not long after, under the gaze of eyes, a chariot pulled by a three-legged giant bird burning with flames came from the sky!
The chariot passed by, leaving a sea of bright red flames across the sky!
Daoist Tianbei raised his eyes and said in a long voice, "Welcome His Royal Highness Seventh!"
So, countless powerful, elders, and deacons also spoke in unison, "Welcome His Royal Highness Seventh!!!"
The sound waves are mighty, resounding through the sky!
At the same time, a young man in fine clothes stepped out of the chariot.
The breath is mighty, like Tianwei!
At that moment, except for Tianbei Daozu, the rest of the people buried their heads and did not dare to look at him!
"Daozu, please be polite."
The young man looked around, frowned, and shook his head slowly, "It really doesn't need to waste people's money."
"Your Highness, what you said is wrong!" Daoist Tianbei's eyes were like lightning, and he slowly shook his head, "This is a gift from my Tianbei Daoist Hall, and it cannot be done in vain."
His Highness the Seventh Hearing the words, sighed and stopped talking.
Among the immortals of Qiandao, there have been rumors for a long time. Compared with the other 35 Dao ancestors, this Tianbei Dao ancestor has a very good face.
It is probably because in this world that claims to gather all the great powers of the world in one body, his ancestor of Tianbei stepped into the realm of immortals by relying on an unnamed ancient stele. Daozu felt somewhat guilty.
Under this state of mind, this Dao ancestor also created a slightly exaggerated and vain style.
——If you do something like suppressing the restricted area with the eight sons, if you change to another big domain, you will never be able to do this.
"Your Highness, please."
The Taoist ancestor of Tianbei stretched out his hand and invited His Royal Highness Seven to go to the hall to have a talk.
The latter nodded and followed him into the hall.
Only then did the Tianbei Dojo become lively, singing and dancing, drinking and having fun, so happy.
In the palace, after Tianbei Daozu invited His Royal Highness Seventh to sit down, he poured a cup of tea, and then slowly said, "Your Highness, the restricted area is coming soon."
His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince nodded, looking at the dark fog far away in the sky, with a look of nostalgia and memory in his eyes, "The last time I saw you was tens of thousands of years ago..."
"Your Highness, I'm going to say it straight - you once suppressed the restricted area, this time, the Tianbei Dojo... I'm at your disposal." The Taoist ancestor of Tianbei slightly clasped his hands and said.
His Royal Highness Seventh nodded slightly, and said slowly, "Maybe Daozu doesn't know much about it. The so-called restricted area is actually another small world, bounded by thick fog, separating yin and yang, the living cannot enter, and the dead cannot exit."
Tianbei Daozu poured another cup of tea and listened carefully.
"The origin of the forbidden area is unknown, its body is unknown, and whether it has a mind or not is unclear. I only know that it feeds on living things—humans, spirits, beasts, demons, demons...everything is its nourishment."
His Royal Highness continued, "Except for the first time it came, and my father stepped into it himself, no one survived. The way we deal with the coming of the restricted area is to use the power of two immortals to set up a lock to block the world." The large formation, curb its expansion, and wait for it to return by itself."
Daoist Tianbei nodded slightly, waiting for the next article.
——What the Seventh Highness said earlier is the public version, in other words, the Taoist ancestor of Tianbei knows everything.
As someone who had successfully suppressed a forbidden zone, he must have more secret and unknown news.
as predicted.
"These are all rumors that have been circulated outside, and they were once compiled into books by wandering warlocks, so that emissaries can hear about them."
His Royal Highness took a sip of tea and changed the topic, "But in fact, there is a mistake!"
Immediately, the Taoist ancestor of Tianbei held his breath and concentrated, fearing that he would miss a word.
"Ancestor Dao, do you remember where the restricted area came last time?" His Royal Highness Seventh suddenly made a fool of himself.
The Taoist ancestor of Tianbei was stunned, and blurted out, "Paulong Dayu?"
"That's right, it's Panlong Dayu."
His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince nodded slowly, "And that time, our hall really didn't want to see people burnt to death. Countless common people became the nourishment for that place of evil spirits, so... stepped into the restricted area!"
After the words fell, the Taoist ancestor of Tianbei widened his eyes!
The look of horror is inexplicable!
"You...you..."
"That's right, this hall has entered the so-called restricted area, and then retreated!" The Seventh Prince took a deep breath, his eyes glowing, "Not only that, this hall has also found a way to completely destroy it!"
Under the astonished gaze of the Taoist ancestor of Tianbei, who was almost frozen, the voice of His Royal Highness became decisive in an instant,
"This time, the hall is not here for the so-called suppression of restricted areas!"
"It's... to destroy it!"
(End of this chapter)