Ch. 128

Cui Ri Ancient City, the Chen family.

Yuting Palace.

"Junior Brother Ji, this sword is for you."

A group of people walked under the palace gate.

Qiongyu Daozi stretched out his hand, and a long sword appeared. The sword body was glowing with icy cold light, and its tip faintly had a flickering moon-like sword light. Anyone would feel a slight chill emanating from it, and it was obviously sharp to the extreme.

Ji Yuenian took the refined Snow Sword, took a deep look at Qiongyu Daozi, and said, "Thank you, Brother Qiongyu."

Qiongyu Daozi waved his hand, but before he could speak, the member of the Chen family who was leading the way stepped forward and said respectfully, "Fellow Daoists, you can rest in the Yuting Palace."

There were dozens of palaces in the Chen family's ancestral land, all of which were majestic. The Yuting Palace was the top-grade palace among them.

"Thank you."

Wang Yueyang thanked him, and started talking to the members of the Chen family.

Yu Yan followed Ji Yuenian and Qiongyu Daozi into the Yuting Palace. After seeing the real image of the gods enshrined in the palace, her eyes lit up, and she directly started worshiping on the futon.

Ji Yuenian stood quietly in the main hall of Yuting Palace while looking at the statue of God in the palace's place of honor. He seemed to be in deep thought.

"Junior Brother Ji, why don't you worship the statue of Luoshui God?"

Qiongyu Daozi's voice reached his ears.

The thoughtful look in Ji Yuenian's eyes became more and more intense, and when he looked up at the pupils of the Luoshui God, which were as white as snow, there was a throbbing sensation in the depths of his mind that emerged without warning.

The Luoshui God, a fifth-ranked god, was a god who lived on the bank of the Northern Sea.

"Junior Brother Ji, what's wrong with you?"

Qiongyu Daozi looked over with concern, and Ji Yuenian looked sideways, but he could only see clarity in his eyes.

Weird!

Ji Yuenian was emotional, but didn't show the slightest bit of emotion on his face. He suppressed the thoughts and said with a smile, "Brother Qiongyu's attainments in the art of refining are so profound, it really opened my eyes."

Qiongyu Daozi smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, and said, "Junior brother overpraises me."

Seemingly aware that Ji Yuenian's mind had returned to calm, Qiongyu Daozi said it, and directly chose a room in Yuting Palace, and left the main hall.

Yu Yan turned around and walked a little closer to Ji Yuenian, with the water in her beautiful eyes. She said with a smile, "Brother, I ..."

Ji Yuenian gently raised the Profound Snow Sword in his hand, held the girl's slender white jade hand, and said softly, "Yu Yan."

This sentence already contained a little power of the Great Compassion Mantra, but Yu Yan's reaction made Ji Yuenian even more serious.

While taking her hand, the long sword was melted into thousands of snowflakes, which scattered down on Ji Yuenian's side.

"Brother, why are you so confused?"

Yu Yan complained coquettishly, then directly chose a side hall in Yuting Palace, and walked in without looking back.

The situation was even more treacherous!

Who knows when but Qiongyu Daozi's temperament had changed drastically, and even Yu Yan seemed to have changed. This place was shrouded in thick fog, which was extremely weird!

Ji Yuenian glanced at the snowflakes falling on the bricks of the palace, and his heart moved. He stepped out of Yuting Palace directly.

What he could see made his eyes sink completely!

Outside the Yuting Palace was not a group of Chen family palaces at all, but the Beihai Sea curtain that obscured the sky and the sun!

There were many creatures walking in front of him one after another, in a hurry.

Ji Yuenian pondered for a moment, stopped a human creature in the True Dao Realm, and said, "Dare I ask you why you are in such a hurry?"

Hearing this, the person in the True Dao Realm looked surprised, looked at Ji Yuenian carefully, and said slowly, "As a person who observes the sacrifice in Yuting Palace, don't you know what will happen in a few days, in the Sea Sacrificial Ceremony?"

"Sea Sacrificial Ceremony?" Ji Yuenian frowned slightly and murmured to himself.

In this short moment, the person in the True Dao Realm had already left here, and hastily rushed towards the Northern Sea under the sea curtain.

At this time, Ji Yuenian could be sure, but at some point, he had already fallen into an illusionary realm. The power of this illusory realm was so powerful that even Qiongyu Daozi, Yu Yan and others were imitated by him.

It was just that Ji Yuenian had a clever mind and had already noticed the subtle changes in Qiongyu Daozi, but he didn't act rashly before he figured out the reality of this illusion.

The power of the bloodline rushed out, turning into some thin air of heaven and earth, lingering around his body.

After a few breaths, Ji Yuenian's eyes were slightly cold, and he waved his sleeves to dissipate some of the yin qi from his side.

In this illusion, the blood power of Heart-devouring Ghost was suppressed by as much as 80%, which showed how terrifying it was.

Ji Yuenian was already in the True Dao Realm, and under the blessing of psychic karma fire, his telepathy was comparable to that of a creature in the True Dao Realm, but he still didn't notice the oppression of this illusion.

Since it was impossible to escape from this weird illusion at this moment, he could only wait and see what happens.

Setting his mind, Ji Yuenian stepped directly on the stone steps and walked towards the Yuting Palace.

As soon as he entered the palace, he saw the scattered snowflakes on the palace bricks that had not yet melted.

As a blessing, Ji Yuenian gently flicked his sleeves, and a jet-black flame appeared, rolling up all the frost, and gradually condensed it into the shape of a three-foot long sword.

The hilt was engraved with incomparably complicated ancient incantations, and the moon-white sword body was burning with jet-black flames. Against the crystal clear Profound snow sword, it was incomparably magnificent.

The name of the sword, Profound Snow Sword.

Reaching out to take the long sword, and sensing the terrifying power contained within it, Ji Yuenian calmed down a little, and also chose a room in Yuting Palace, and walked in directly. ...

"Where did Brother Ji Yuenian go?"

Qiongyu Daozi stood on top of Qingluan's head, with a solemn expression, and asked Yu Yan and Wang Yueyang in a deep voice.

Yu Yan was a little at a loss, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness Daozi, I don't know."

"This matter is very strange. As soon as I arrived at the Chen family, Brother Ji Yuenian disappeared from my senses. It is really puzzling." Qiongyu Daozi frowned slightly, looking at the continuous line of sight in the Chen family. There were endless palaces and pavilions, and there was a hint of disbelief in his expression. ...

There were many kinds of righteous gods, among which the lowest level of the ninth grade gods included the mountain gods, land gods and river gods divided by territory.

The Luoshui God was a demon god.

...

"Senior Brother Ji."

"Senior Brother Ji."

A numb voice without a trace of emotion drifted from outside the hall, and Ji Yuenian sat in the hall, turning a deaf ear to the shouts outside the hall.

The voice came out of nowhere, and it had been a full three hours so far, but there was no one outside the hall, which made people feel a little creeped out.

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