Zhengjing Botuo had already gotten off the sedan chair, and with the support of Fei Feiyang, Duoyi, King Qin Guang and Fei Tianjun, he slowly walked to the front of the courtyard.

Standing at the foot of the courtyard gate, the ghost trembled and raised the key to open the iron lock, but the iron lock was already rusty, and where could it be opened! After a long time of tinkering had no effect, he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and his hands trembled even more.

Seeing this, Yuan Rongqi Feiyang reported: "Botuo: This iron lock has long been rusted, and the key is no longer usable, so the old minister will ask someone to take a few axes to break down this door. ”

"Don't bother everyone, the poor road can break this door with a little law, so let the poor road break this door. Without waiting for Zhengjing Botuo to speak, Fei Tianjun stepped forward.

"Okay, then ask the Heavenly Monarch to cast a little law. Zhengjing Botuo agreed.

"Poor Dao is ugly!" As soon as the words landed, Fei Tianjun tried his knife in order to show his ability, his right sleeve waved lightly, and a strong Dao force broke out of his sleeve and hit the courtyard gate.

The courtyard gate is two wooden doors carefully built by Zhengjing Botuo, one foot thick, nearly two zhang wide, but only in Fei Tianjun's sleeves waved, boom, fell in response to the wind.

Suddenly, sawdust flew wildly, and there was a miasma of smoke.

Fei Tianjun shook his sleeves and recycled, and said proudly: "The courtyard door has been opened, Bo Tuo and all the adults, please come in." ”

Zhengjing Botuo was very surprised, looked left and right, did not dare to go first, and the ministers such as Duoyi also hesitated.

Yuan Rongqi shouted boldly: "All palace guards, quickly enter the courtyard to set up defenses!"

Two hundred palace guards, look at me, I look at you, each sword, gun and axe in his hand, trembling, panicking, step by step to move to the courtyard gate.

"Hahahaha...... Don't be afraid, if you really meet the demon, you can get rid of the poor road, please follow the poor road in. Fei Tianjun laughed, looked at it, put his hands behind his back, and strode away.

The palace guards were frightened and entered one after another, and they could also see the faces of the cars.

Subsequently, Qin Guangwang, Qi Feiyang and Duoyi and other ministers supported Zhengjing Botuo and also entered the courtyard gate.

Suddenly, a majestic and magnificent golden platform stands in front of you, the tile ridges are layered, the eaves are innumerable, the pillars are carved, the bucket pillars are embroidered, the layout and decoration all reveal the luxurious atmosphere of the imperial family of Middle-earth, all kinds of light and color merge into a stream of orange-red light, constantly shining, as if entering the golden world in a dream.

But how could the monarchs and ministers of Beiji Kingdom have the heart to look at the magnificent scenery of the Golden Terrace, and they followed behind Fei Tianjun one by one nervously, for fear that a demon would suddenly emerge from somewhere and take their lives.

Fei Tianjun was openly not afraid, walking in front of him with his hands in his hands, frequently looking left and right.

When witnessing the luxurious grandeur of the Golden Terrace, he couldn't help but admire: "This Golden Terrace really deserves its name, look at its brick by brick, beam by pillar, all of them are made of gold, and it is so finely carved, it is really rare in the world!"

"This is natural, in order to build a beautiful palace for Mrs. Xi, Yeli Botuo did not hesitate to recruit tens of thousands of craftsmen, spent two years of hard work, and even personally led the army to Bujiang Mountain in order to fight for gold, and fought with the gods of Middle-earth for several months, and even lost his life, so as to build such a majestic and magnificent golden platform. It's a pity that the day when the golden platform was completed perfectly, but it was when Mrs. Xi died of incense, and the infatuation was exchanged for an empty platform, which is really embarrassing. While explaining carefully, Duo Yi took the opportunity to get close to Fei Tianjun to prevent the demon from suddenly breaking out and harming him.

Fei Tianjun was slightly shocked: "Oh, this night is so infatuated with Botuo, Poor Dao is a little curious." ”

"Tianjun: What Lord Duo said is absolutely true, and I knew about it back then. King Qin Guang took over and said, "Since the loss of Mrs. Xi in the night, he has become ill with lovesickness and almost died, and he hopes that Mrs. Xi can come back from the dead every day, so I couldn't bear it for a while, so I gave him a white talisman." If he succeeds in cultivating and gets out safely, he can rely on his cultivation to retrieve Mrs. Xi's soul and re-enter the body, so that Mrs. Xi can come back to life. ”

"It turns out that the purpose of retreating and cultivating at night is to be able to recover Mrs. Xi's soul, and then bring her back to life? ! Such an infatuated man is really rare in the world, and even a vulgar person like Poor Dao can't help but be moved. Fei Tianjun sighed, "Then let's go quickly, Poor Dao wants to open this golden platform as soon as possible, if this Ye Li Botuo is lucky enough to be alive, Poor Dao really wants to see his dignity." ”

As soon as the words fell, Fei Tianjun hurried away at his feet.

King Qin Guang and the monarchs and ministers of Bei Ji also quickened their pace to keep up.

In a moment, everyone came to the gate of the main hall of the Golden Terrace.

Fei Tianjun stood up and looked at the gate of the main hall, but saw that a thick layer of copper juice was cast on the gate, and he couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Yeli Botuo is in retreat in this hall?"

"Exactly. The ghost, who had been caught in the crowd, replied.

"Why did you cast the door of this temple with brass?"

"This, this ......," the ghost hesitated, "this is because he was afraid that after the death of Ye Libo Tuo, he would turn into a powerful ghost and go out of the palace to disturb people, so he cast the temple door with copper juice, not only that, but also the other doors and windows of the main hall were also cast, the whole palace is integrated, impermeable, that is, even the air can't get in, and the Taoist wants to open it now, I'm afraid it's not very easy." ”

"Aha...... It's just an ordinary copper juice cast, why is it not easy to open it!" Fei Tianjun sneered and said, and asked Zhengjing Botuo for instructions, "Botuo, the poor road will open the door of the palace." ”

"Since the Heavenly Monarch is so sure, then please do it. Zhengjing Botuo's face changed, although he hoped to solve his doubts for more than ten years, he was still afraid of something terrible happening.

Fei Tianjun said: "Please stay away from Botuo and your lords, and let go of the poor road." ”

"Good, good...... Everyone, Aiqing, go back a little further, the Heavenly Monarch is about to open the door of this palace. After Zhengjing Botuo finished speaking, with the support of Qi Feiyang and Duoyi, he trembled and retreated far away.

The rest of the ministers and the two hundred palace guards also hurriedly hid far away, forming a big encirclement in front of the main hall gate, watching in horror how Fei Tianjun opened the main hall gate of the Golden Terrace.

Seeing that everyone was retreating, Fei Tianjun concentrated his mind, secretly mentioned Neiyuan, and slowly moved his skills to do it, and after a while, his robe was like the wind, and his sleeves were fluttering.

Suddenly, he pointed to the southern boundary with two fingers in his right hand, and shouted:

"Heaven and earth are together!

Borrow fire from the ground! Haste as a law!"

As soon as the words fell, Fei Tianjun took two fingers into his arms, and sure enough, a fire from the ground was raised, which rose and ignited between his two fingers, and the scene was very strange.

Zhengjing Botuo and the ministers were greatly surprised, and secretly exclaimed: This Fei Tianjun is really profound, and he can actually borrow fire out of thin air! Only King Qin Guang is not shocked in his heart, and he is at ease, because he knows that this method of borrowing fire is just a small skill of carving insects in the seventy-two changes of cultivators, but all those who have a certain degree of cultivation have the ability to borrow this gossip.

Fei Tianjun lit the flame to his left palm, and his palms were mobilized, and yin and yang were born, and sure enough, the flames burned bigger and bigger, and finally it was like a big fireball tumbling and burning between his palms.

Suddenly, he used his palms and let out a shout, slamming the fireball towards the temple door.

With a hula sound, the fireball directly hit the entire temple door and burst into flames, at first the flames were slowly fluttering, then they were enthusiastically soaring, and then they rumbled and burned to the top of the temple.

During the meal, the brass was burned and turned into copper juice flowing in all directions, the ground was sizzling, the green flue road was rising, and the temple door made of gold was gradually revealed!

The monarchs and ministers of Bei Ji Kingdom were extremely frightened, jumping and flashing, and dodged backwards, for fear of being burned by copper juice on the soles of their feet. Fei Tianjun looked light-hearted, letting the hot copper juice flow from under his feet.

The fire was blazing, ferocious, and intense, but there was no sign of the gold softening.

Fei Tianjun gradually became anxious, drank violently again and again, used his strength, used his palms for a while, and stomped his feet for a while, stirring up copper juice to shoot like raindrops, which shocked everyone to hide their heads and shrink their heads, panicking.

Seeing this scene, King Qin Guang already knew that Fei Tianjun's vitality was very consumed, but he didn't dare to help at this time, and could only hope that he could open the palace door as soon as possible.

Sure enough, before a few breaths had passed, Fei Tianjun suddenly let out a low voice, his figure rose like a swift arrow, flew more than ten zhang away before landing on the ground, and then spun back a few meters away, and suddenly sat on the ground with his legs bent, cold sweat falling.

King Qin Guang was shocked, and rushed to Fei Tianjun's side: "Tianjun, why is this so?"

"This gate seems to have been set up by someone to set up a talisman barrier, and the poor road was careless for a while, and it was shocked. Fei Tianjun replied breathlessly while accumulating merit.

"I see, has the Heavenly Monarch ever been injured?"

"The barrier was set up inside the door, and it was not very powerful, so it was not hurt. ”

"Fortunately......, very lucky," King Qin Guang said happily, "It seems that although the Heavenly Monarch is not injured, his vitality has also been consumed a lot, so I think it is better to rest for two days first, and then try again after the vitality recovers." ”

"No need, Poor Dao will meditate here for a while, and when the vitality recovers, please help Poor Dao, you and I will cast a spell together to open this door. Fei Tianjun had already said a lot of things before, so he naturally didn't want to retreat at this time, so as not to be ridiculed by everyone present, and although he was shocked back by the power of the invisible enchantment, he was not seriously injured, so he decided to try again.

King Qin Guang responded: "That's fine, please ask the Heavenly Monarch to meditate on himself first, and I will protect the Dharma, and then I will help the Heavenly Monarch." ”

Fei Tianjun nodded in agreement, closed his eyes for a while, calmed down, and secretly adjusted his strength.

When Zhengjing Botuo and the ministers caught a glimpse of this scene, they were all full of panic and doubt, but they didn't dare to step forward to ask, and they all stood in the distance for a while, stunned and dumbfounded, silent.