Cheng Lingyu was shocked. He always thought that the Dingyuan Pearl might be a spiritual weapon. Who would have thought that Caiyun said it was a holy weapon? This is a thing of immeasurable value. Yu Wuchen gave it to him only once, which really surprised him.

Putting away the Dingyuan Bead, the two of them quickly shuttled through the tunnel, and soon they arrived at a dark cave, with no way ahead.

Cheng Lingyu took out the Dingyuan Bead and confirmed that the most important treasure in the underground palace was in front and should not be opened yet.

“How many days will there be before the Mid-Autumn Festival?”

Caiyun said: "Tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival, why are you asking this?"

Cheng Lingyu said: "I guess this place will be opened tomorrow night. Now let's go around and make some money."

As Cai Yun's identity, he disdains this at all, but Cheng Lingyu's cultivation is still in the realm of True Martial Arts. The underground palace is full of masters above the Soul Martial Arts realm, and he carries a lot of elixirs and resources with him, which are just right for Cheng Lingyu.

Cheng Lingyu has many good things, but he is very cautious. Even if his senior sister is by his side, he dare not reveal it easily, for fear of attracting others to peep.

In the underground palace, one or two thousand monks died in more than ten days, and many small and medium-sized forces in Yunyang City were wiped out and they will sleep here forever.

Caiyun took Cheng Lingyu around, searching for news and scavenging people's money, and also collected a lot of storage rings.

In the crisscrossing tunnels, monks often flashed away, as if they were pursuing something.

Cheng Lingyu was extremely cautious and acted in a low-key manner, just like a ghost in the night.

The ghost-faced demon vine lost its trace and took away the holy sword, which made many people feel sorry for it.

The spirit bird turned into by the spirit dew eventually disappeared. The five spirit masters roared and roared, but did not get any advantage.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, the underground palace returned to peace, and many people felt sad because too many people died here, but the only ones who really benefited were Hua Yuehong and Bai Ruomei.

Before this, Bai Ruomei did not attract attention, but after this day, Bai Ruomei became a hot figure and attracted the attention of the Spirit Master.

On the Mid-Autumn Night, an abnormal movement occurred in the underground palace. Eight stone gates slowly opened. A magnificent palace appeared in the darkness, releasing an eternal and immortal glory.

Cheng Lingyu and Cai Yun waited there early and witnessed this scene with their own eyes, becoming the first monks to enter the palace.

This palace is magnificent, with spiritual patterns on its stigmas. Various runes manifested in the void and turned into spiritual birds and fairies, flying and hovering in the palace, releasing a sacred aura.

In the hall, a huge stone tablet with dazzling rays stood, with a circular sun pattern on it, radiating dazzling brilliance.

Under the sun stone tablet, a complete skeleton sat cross-legged, with golden light flowing all over the body, and runes spreading, releasing a terrifying aura that shocked the heavens.

This golden skeleton is like a god king, suppressing a world.

Cheng Lingyu and Caiyun stood at the entrance and could not get close to them at all, or even breathe.

Cheng Lingyu looked horrified and said: "What a terrible aura. I feel that the golden body seems to have traces of life, dominating a world and suppressing the rise of all things."

The Fang Tianbao Seal in Cheng Lingyu's left palm and the Underworld Magic Sword in the palm of his right palm both vibrated violently, and he had a strong reaction to the golden body.

Caiyun's face changed in surprise and said softly: "It is said that the highest level of the fourth level of the Holy Martial Arts is the Holy Emperor Realm. A peerless strong man who reaches this level can cultivate the Holy Emperor's golden body, which is said to be immortal. If this golden body belongs to the Tianyang Holy Emperor, then this is really the ancestral land of the Tianyang Empire."

In addition to the sun stele and golden body, there is also a blood pool in the hall. Every drop of blood there is made of talisman culture, containing the mystery of heaven and earth and the essence of the great way.

The blood pool is not big, and it can only accommodate a person sitting cross-legged inside, but his blood and energy soar into the sky. The void around him is changing and twisting, with strange and unpredictable power.

Above the blood pool, a rotating jade bead bloomed with holy light. Countless runes sang on it, turning into a cloud of light, with a faint chanting of the great way, explaining the true meaning of cultivation.

The hall is square, with eight entrances around it that can reach directly outside the hall. At each entrance, a flag stands with totems of golden crows.

Cheng Lingyu and Cai Yun wanted to be the first to rush in, but after seeing the situation in the hall clearly, they were both full of disappointment.

This place is too dangerous. With the cultivation level of Caiyun Blood Martial Arts, you can't get into it at all, let alone Cheng Lingyu in the Zhenwu Realm.

The eight stone gates opened, alarming all monks in the underground palace.

After a while, all the masters came, Cheng Lingyu and Caiyun had already retreated and stood aside and paid close attention.

Ouyang Lie flashed and was bounced out as soon as he rushed in, his face looking extremely ugly.

Miaobi Lingzun occupied an entrance, but stopped after walking three feet forward, with a solemn feeling on his face.

At the other entrances, four spiritual masters appeared one after another, but no one broke in. They all showed horror and looked at the golden body with complicated eyes.

The city lord Yun Ao, the Shenhuo Sect, the Xuanhuo Sect, Shi Buhe, Hua Yuehong, and Bai Ruomei all appeared nearby, paying close attention to the movements in the palace.

"That is the Sun God Monument, this is the legendary Tianyang ancestral land. That golden body is probably left by the Holy Emperor of Tianyang, and there must be a Holy Emperor inheritance here."

"The holy blood in the pond must be more precious than spiritual dew. If it can be fused with holy blood, it can be reborn and become a saint."

"The eight flags are like the legendary Golden Crow Flame Flame Flag Flags, with terrifying power."

Many masters have heard of the past of the Tianyang Empire, so they recognized the Sun God Monument, the Holy Emperor's Golden Body, the Holy Blood Pool and the Golden Crow Flame Flag Flag.

"We can't force ourselves to break through. We have to think of countermeasures, otherwise we will have to die."

"Since the ancestral land appears, it must have inheritance and present. The key is who has the luck."

Many people are discussing and think there should be some way to enter the palace, but no one has discovered it yet.

The most powerful masters present were five spiritual masters. They couldn't even make it through with their amazing cultivation, and there was no need for the rest to try.

Cheng Lingyu has been thinking about this issue. Since the palace is opened, there must be a reason.

If it is not open to the public, what is the purpose?

Lan Xiaozhu and Song Xuejiao stood outside and accidentally discovered Cheng Lingyu's figure. The two women quickly approached.

Cheng Lingyu noticed something, looked back at the two girls, and said in surprise: "Doctor Song and Miss Lan are here too."

Song Xuejiao said: "We came in one step later than you, and we have never seen you since."

Lan Xiaozhu looked at Caiyun, nodded and smiled at her, and then moved her eyes to the palace.

"You want to go in?"

Caiyun said calmly: "Even the Spirit Master can't get in, we don't have that ambition yet."

Lan Xiaozhu frowned slightly and murmured: "The Spirit Lord really can't get in because there are special restrictions in this place. But if someone can get in, it has nothing to do with the strength of cultivation."

Caiyun was a little surprised and asked, "How do you know that people can get in? Who are they?"

Lan Xiaozhu hesitated and said, "This requires calculation and will damage my lifespan."

Caiyun's face changed in surprise and blurted out: "Tianyun's God's Calculation..."

Lan Xiaozhu's face changed drastically, and she looked at Caiyun in shock.

"You...you... actually know."

Song Xuejiao asked in confusion: "What is Tianyun Divine Calculation? Why are you both weird looking?"

Cheng Lingyu was also very curious and asked, "Senior Sister, is there anything special about Tianyun God?"

Caiyun said nothing, looking at Lan Xiaozhu with strange eyes, with an extremely complex expression.

Lan Xiaozhu sighed lightly and said quietly: "Tianyun Divine Calculation is also known as Tianyun Divine Calculation. It can seize the fortune of heaven and earth, but it can also seize the life of all things. Of course, Tianyun Divine Calculation is still different. Tianyun Divine Calculation can be inherited, while Tianyun Divine Calculation can only be practiced. I have inherited Tianyun Divine Calculation, and my destiny is destined to die prematurely, and I am backfiring by the way of heaven."

Song Xuejiao sighed when she heard this. She was a goddess doctor, but she was helpless about it.

Cheng Lingyu frowned slightly. Lan Xiaozhu said before that he could cure her. Could it be that the Tianyu Divine Calculation?

"Miss Lan can limit her ability to use this kind of ability and will not be backfired."

Lan Xiaozhu smiled bitterly and said, "You don't understand. If a person with this ability does not need to restrain himself, it will be a very painful thing."

Caiyun said: "Can you speculate how many people can enter this palace this time?"

Lan Xiaozhu looked at the dazzling palace, and her beautiful face showed a contemplative look.

Song Xuejiao advised: "Don't forcefully calculate. This place is related to the Tianyang ancestral land. The backlash of heaven will inevitably be extremely strong, and you may not be able to withstand it."

According to legend, the Tianyun Divine Calculation can seize the fortune of heaven and earth, but the backlash it suffered is also extremely strong.

The greater the relationship between the calculation, the stronger the backlash will be.

The Holy Emperor of Tianyang is the most famous person in the Tianyang Empire, and any secrets related to him are extremely involved.

Lan Xiaozhu is just a cultivator in the early stage of the Soul Martial Realm. If he forcibly calculates, he may have been killed by the backlash of the heavenly way before he can figure it out.

In the past, Lan Xiaozhu occasionally calculated some things, but they were not important or had little impact.

Every time it is accurate, but the backlash is very strong.

Song Xuejiao is familiar with Lan Xiaozhu's situation. Out of the kindness of the doctor, she does not want her to take risks.

Cheng Lingyu didn't say anything. He was actually curious about who could enter the palace. It was just that this was related to Lan Xiaozhu's physical safety, so it was inconvenient to express it.

Lan Xiaozhu pondered for a moment and turned her head to look at Cheng Lingyu.

"Lend your hand to use it."

As soon as these words were said, Song Xuejiao looked puzzled, Caiyun frowned slightly, and Cheng Lingyu was even more confused.

With his right hand stretched out, Cheng Lingyu looked at Lan Xiaozhu with confusion in his eyes.

Lan Xiaozhu didn't say anything, grabbed Cheng Lingyu's right hand, closed her eyes gently, as if she was calculating.

Suddenly, Lan Xiaozhu opened her eyes and shook Cheng Lingyu's hand away, feeling like she was bitten by a poisonous snake.

Song Xuejiao said worriedly: "What's wrong, Xiaozhu?"

"It's not this hand."
Chapter completed!