…

With the help of the puppet's body, he used the circular mirror above his head.

The bright mirror light illuminated the formation, and the misty aura of the formation instantly became clear.

Layers of formations appeared in the eyes like extremely complex spider webs.

Through the formation patterns, Xu Junming also saw everything in the valley.

This is a big tree with a height of more than ten feet and a crown like clouds.

The fluffy tree crown covers most of the valley.

The light blue leaves are imprinted with purple lines, and they are curved like a palace.

The canopy is surrounded by colorful clouds, which looks extremely beautiful.

The extremely rich Qingmu spiritual energy supports the entire formation.

"This is...the palace treasure tree?"

When he saw the big tree in the valley, Xu Junming's eyes widened instantly.

He had only seen a description of this kind of immortal root in an extremely ancient jade slip from the Nanzong of Maoshan.

The Palace Treasure Tree, also known as the Xiangshe Spirit Tree, is a spiritual root that inherits the two attributes of green wood and Hutian. It is said to be the descendant of the innate spiritual root Jianmu.

Every leaf of the palace treasure tree will form a huge palace.

Moreover, the higher the grade of the palace treasure tree, the bigger the palace becomes.

If the palace treasure tree is strong enough, it is normal for a palace to have one level of heaven.

Of course, this requires endless watering of spiritual energy.

This palace treasure tree on Chongyang Road is probably just a seedling.

But even as a seedling, this is a powerful fairy root.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Xu Junming briefly understood the formation in front of him. Although he could not fully comprehend it, this Dongming-level formation was a main defensive formation.

Use the treasure tree in the palace as the eye of the formation. This tree will not fall and the formation will not be destroyed.

The palace treasure tree in front of us is indeed a powerful immortal root. Unless you have the power of the tenth level of the soul, it will be difficult to cut it off.

With the help of Guan Hongxue's puppet body, he activated the eight-foot mirror, and powerful spatial spiritual power exploded.

A black dot appeared in front of him.

Feeling the aura within the formation, Xu Junming controlled the puppet body and flew in.

After entering the grand formation, the palace treasure tree in front of us was dozens of times larger than outside.

Giant trees hundreds of meters tall, like a huge cloud, cover the sky.

Under the astonishing canopy, there are thick branches like mountains.

The rich spiritual energy is almost as good as Xu Junming's Dihuang Cave.

After a brief inspection, he activated the escape light and flew straight forward.

Xu Junming didn't notice until he got closer.

Although this palace treasure tree is a hundred feet tall, its trunk is as thick as a mountain and actually has only three layers and six huge branches and leaves.

The top layer is the largest, the middle two leaves are second, and the bottom three leaves are the smallest.

But even the smallest blades are dozens of feet tall.

The gaps between the leaves are filled with seven-colored clouds. If you look at it from the outside, you can't see how many leaves it has unless you use a bronze mirror.

Manipulate the puppet body to examine it for a moment, activate your magic power, and escape into one of the three lowest leaves.

When falling into the leaves, the scenery in front of you intuitively changes.

The huge leaves instantly turned into a magnificent palace.

The entire palace is divided into seven floors, front and back, and each floor has dozens of small and large sub-halls.

It covers an area of ​​tens of thousands of acres.

Xu Junming wanted to directly control the puppet body to fly in, but was quickly blocked by a thick barrier.

He briefly tested the thickness of the barrier, and then landed lightly on a bluestone square hundreds of acres in size.

Twelve huge copper furnaces are placed side by side in two rows and six columns on both sides of the square.

Walking along the copper furnace and climbing a hundred meters of steps, you will find a grand palace with a height of tens of meters.

On the lintel of the palace door, there is a huge plaque with three words written horizontally.

"Library Hall!"

"It is rumored that the 'Chongyang Tao' has twelve fundamental inheritances and seventy-two direct transmission methods. I wonder if they are here."

Xu Junming controlled the puppet body, took one step, and arrived in front of the palace gate in an instant.

After activating the Eight-Child Mirror and discovering that the restriction here was not too strong, he activated the Hutian God to perform the technique and stepped in.

The space of the palace is larger than what you see from the outside.

It is a thousand meters wide, several hundred meters high, and five to six hundred meters deep.

In such a grand hall, four lotus lanterns floated in mid-air, and the bright flames illuminated the entire hall.

"well…!"

A long and old sigh suddenly echoed in the vast and empty hall.

"Da da…!"

Accompanied by the sound of a wooden staff hitting the floor, an old man wearing a gray robe and holding a wooden staff walked out from the depths of the hall. His hair was messy and his head was lowered.

The old man's steps were staggering, as if he was about to die, but his aura was strong and obscure.

"No one has been here for a long time!"

While he was speaking, the old man raised his head, revealing an old face with white beard and hair, but there was a hint of numbness in his expression.

"Little guy, are you a disciple of Chongyang Dao?"

"no!"

Xu Junming shook his head with a calm expression.

"no?!"

The old man's expression suddenly changed, a strange red light flashed from his eyes, and his expression became distorted.

The tyrannical momentum was like a volcano erupting, rushing straight towards Xu Junming.

"...Then go die!"

With a wave of the wooden stick in his hand, it instantly turned into a giant pillar, which fell down like a sky-high force.

The eight-foot mirror flashed with light, and Xu Junming controlled the puppet body, moving a hundred feet horizontally like changing its shape, looking at the old man who was close at hand, and flicked his fingers.

The sharp sword energy and lightning flew by.

The old man's head was cut off instantly.

However, no blood flowed out.

The headless corpse was waving a wooden stick like a normal person.

With a "whoosh" sound, the giant pillar transformed by the wooden staff instantly turned into countless thick wooden arrows, which were shot towards Xu Junming overwhelmingly.

The severed head opened its mouth with an astonishing arc that seemed to be torn apart, extremely ferocious.

Soon, countless black turbid currents spewed out after the wooden arrows.

Even from a great distance, Xu Junming could feel the extremely filthy evil spirit inside.

He frowned slightly and waved his sleeves.

In an instant, sword energy swarmed out like a storm.

Whether it was wooden arrows, demonic energy, or the remaining corpse of the old man, they were all strangled cleanly.

Just as he was about to control the puppet body to leave, he stopped walking, frowned slightly, and looked forward.

With the sound of the crutches hitting the ground, the dead old man walked out from the depths of the hall again.

This time it's not one, but three at the same time.

Three identical people, no, they should be demons.

Six eyes flashing with bloodthirsty scarlet light stared at the puppet body.

"Anyone who offends me...die!"

The three of them waved their wooden sticks at the same time, and struck the puppet with heavy shadows like mountains and seas.

Looking at the wooden staffs all over the sky, Xu Junming pinched his sword fingers with his right hand.
To be continued...