Bang dang!

A trembling sound came, and the huge Taiji round black gold stone giant gate of the Qianyuan Hall slowly cracked in the middle, and then the two halves of the Taiji hook jade shape gradually split, revealing the Qiankun world inside.

The door opened, and the white dragon and Jing Mingyue almost stayed in place, ghostly and sad, walked in front with expressionless faces, and said indifferently:

"Is this a little different from when you hid before?"

The white dragon and Jing Mingyue suddenly woke up, nodded slightly, and then followed the footsteps of the ghost again, the white dragon and Jing Mingyue every step they took, their hearts were strange, in the Qianyuan Palace, at this time, the Buddha was another space, this space is even a little mysterious, like the world of mountains and rivers, but it is like being in the picture, the mirror Mingyue and the white dragon are also indescribable, but there are some traces to follow here, the white dragon has a sense of déjà vu, but I can't tell what it is.

The three of them continued to walk, entered the Qianyuan Palace, this space is not very huge, but narrow, on the feeling of the white dragon, more like a long corridor in general, the picture scroll corridor, the white dragon walking, while paying attention to the surroundings, it is really a picture, lifelike, the image is realistic, there are handsome men in golden robes, there are classical fairies who stroke the qin softly, and the thick eyebrows of the beautiful man with the red heart of the flame, as well as the peasant girl in green clothes, and a strong and heroic general, pale yellow metal armor, and there is a bewitching man in bloody clothes, white lips, cold teeth, looks extremely weird, and finally a naughty boy, the white dragon just glanced at it, and there was a feeling:

"This man must be a goblin!"

Bai Long thinks like this, it's not bad, it's all the essence condensed, maybe, this person is different.

The three of them continued to walk, and the surrounding environment gradually changed, the color of the landscape became more and more obvious, and the strange thing was that in the color of such a landscape, there were still changes in the four seasons, and the white dragon walked just a few meters, and the color of the picture scroll around the environment had changed in spring and autumn, and then it was the alternation of winter and summer, and the white dragon could even feel the bursts of Yuan Force fluctuations emanating from the surrounding space, and correspondingly, the cold, heat, warm and cold on the body could also be clearly felt.

"Ugh!"

The white dragon looked at Mingyue again, and shivered, and then it was hot again, sweating, Jing Mingyue was not much better than the white dragon at this time, but Jing Mingyue could bear it, but the beads of sweat on his forehead were obvious, and they turned into light frost in an instant.

"Third brother, how is this place? How do I feel? It's a little evil?"

Bai Long tugged at the corner of Jing Mingyue's clothes, muttered softly, Yu Guang glanced at the ghost in front of him, the ghost was still walking, this was the sound of Yin Feng who had been transmitted thousands of miles before, and it seemed that he was busy with himself again, but he could hear the sound of water droplets in the space, but what was he messing with, Bai Long and Jing Mingyue didn't know, but occasionally there were one or two embarrassed shouts, and most of the Yin Feng's predecessors were cracking the Nine Palaces Secret Pool mentioned earlier.

As for the seniors of Yin Feng, the two of them don't care about it for the time being, but the changes in the four seasons of this space, although extremely subtle, but they are real, Jing Mingyue looked at the white dragon, covered the sweat on the door of his head, and turned into frost crumbs in an instant, at this time, there was also a layer of pale white frost on his face, Jing Mingyue was also sad, and replied:

"Well, it's quite evil! There seems to be a kind of Yuan Force here!

I can't tell what it is!"

As long as he is treated the same as Jing Mingyue, Bailong feels that there is no problem, and it can be regarded as an oath when he bows at the beginning.

In desperation, the two of Bailong, feeling the two heavens of ice and fire, that feeling, really good, what a cool word, they are about to be tossed out of illness, but the ghost sees sorrow in front of the vigorous step, completely nothing, Bailong's eyes are uncertain, and he feels that if the picture scroll corridor goes on again, there should be more than this, there must be something.

Sure enough, continue to walk, this long corridor is almost endless, the surrounding environment seems to have changed a picture, this time, the white dragon feels that he is walking in the sky, under his feet is the endless majestic land, black heavy, blue brisk, red blazing, and other colors, but also saw three rivers across the entire land, but these three rivers are a little different.

One is reddish-black, the other is red, and the top one is clear, it seems to be transparent, but there is some divine light in it, and the white dragon and Jing Mingyue are guilty again, the pace of the two is getting slower and slower, and the white dragon is gradually feeling powerless, heavy footsteps, and there is a strange feeling, in the sea, floating a drop, powerless and decadent, so small, the white dragon almost did not dare to continue to move forward, the footsteps hesitated, the white dragon looked at the mirror Mingyue again, the mirror Mingyue was no better, at this time it simply stopped directly, panting heavily。

At this time, the ghost saw that the footsteps behind him were broken, so he turned his head slightly, and as far as he could see, the corners of his mouth showed an intriguing smile, and then he shook his head slightly, turned to face the white dragon and Jing Mingyue, waved his hand at will, and a gray soft yuan force flew towards the two, and this yuan force turned into two ghosts during the flight, and these two ghosts came to the side of the white dragon and Jing Mingyue, and wrapped the two of them, at this time, I only heard the ghost see the sorrow urging:

"You two, hurry up, there's a picture!"

The ghost's sorrowful voice fell, and the fatigue and decadence before the white dragon and Jing Mingyue slowly disappeared, more like the effect of these two ghosts, the white dragon and Jing Mingyue followed the ghost sorrow again, the white dragon looked at the ghost wrapped in his body, although the ghost's face was not clear, but it was smiling as if there was nothing.

"Hee-hee! hee-hee!"

Bai Long and Jing Mingyue finally kept up with the ghost again, since they entered the Qianyuan Palace, it can be said that they were frightened step by step, not to mention the sins they suffered all the way, and they were laughed at by the ghosts, Bai Long was unhappy, but he was ready to break out.

"Ghost 。。。。 ”

The white dragon was just about to ask, the surrounding environment was changing again, this sudden change was a very dazzling white holy light, the white dragon didn't see anything, so he didn't care about asking, only to see the white dragon and Jing Mingyue covered their eyes at the same time, blocking the dazzling light, the light lasted for a while, and gradually the light between the fingers became weaker and weaker, the white dragon could open his misty eyes, and the scene in front of him The white dragon was stunned, and it was the mirror Mingyue, and he couldn't move his steps at all.

"Is this a fairy?"

The white dragon suddenly felt that something was wrong, shook his head and said:

"Holy Maiden?"

But when he turned around, the ghost was staring at himself ten meters in front of him, and the white dragon realized that he was falling behind again, the white dragon followed up, and the mirror Mingyue followed closely behind, the space within ten meters, two

Above people's heads, under their feet are the sky, the holy bright sky, among which there are several holy fairy-like, beautiful women, blooming dazzling bright light, constantly flying up and down around this environment, such a wonder, and just now the white dragon saw almost the same, as if it is another picture, but it is like a real place in it.

Finally, Bai Long, Jing Mingyue and the three of them were worried about ghosts, after entering this Qianyuan Palace, they walked for about half an hour, and finally saw the end of the corridor of this picture scroll, but this time, Bai Long was stunned again, and Jing Mingyue blurted out:

"Listen to the book!"

What appeared in front of the white dragon was a round door, and there was a plaque above the round door, and on the plaque was written, the ghost book number touched the same three words as the book building.

The white dragon looked at the two sides of this door again, and it was the same as the Lang Evil Pavilion of the Trap Mountain, with two erected door numbers, and words were written on them

Listen to the wind and rain and listen to the library, the world is sad and sorrowful, the world is like a picture and never disappears, and there is a painting in the painting!

Bailong didn't know what he meant, but he also vaguely guessed some, I heard the elders say before, the plaque of the listening hall of the ghost book number looks like a plaque, but it is actually a painting, now it seems that there should be some truth in this, Jing Mingyue looked at the door number in front of him thoughtfully, but from Jing Mingyue's confused eyes, it can be seen that he should not know anything.

"Drink!"

At this moment, there was a burst of cheers in the space, and then a hearty voice came again, full of surprise:

"Hahaha!Fourth step!Old ghost!I cracked it!Fourth step of the Nine Palaces!Hahahaha!"

The ghost heard it and quipped:

"Old ghost Yin? This secret pool of the Nine Palaces? There are 100 steps, let's say the least, there are 100 steps, and the square is zero! Those who take 100 steps, half 90! Aren't your four steps the same? No difference! No difference! Are you so attentive? Could it be that you really believe it? The legend of the Sound Valley? The one who breaks the Nine Palaces? Can he comprehend the heavenly machine? Enter the mysterious heavenly realm?"

At this time, Yin Feng's voice came, and he seemed to be very unconvinced:

"Old ghost! You know a lot! Do you know? What is the legend of this Heavenly Realm? What is it? I'm afraid you won't believe it! The power of this Heavenly Realm is comparable to that of heaven and earth! Our ancestors called it Liangyi Heavenly Domain! Say this! You may not be tempted! But what about the Heaven and Earth Yuan Stone?"

When the ghost heard this, his heart tightened, and he panicked and exclaimed

"You。。。 You mean, the material of the magic weapon and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Stone?"

At this time, Yin Feng seemed to have the upper hand in words, and even more so that the stunned expression at this time was in full view, and said:

"Hehe! It's good to know! Then again, isn't your Qiankun gallery the same as the Nine Palaces? Your Dongfang family will hide it! Out of the Dongfang Qiankun, the painting saint! You also left the Qiankun Gallery for future generations to refer to? Others don't know! I don't know? Isn't there anything special about this Qiankun Gallery?"

The ghost was silent for a while, and said coldly:

"Old ghost Yin! You are a little too lenient! I don't care about your Murong family's Nine Palace Secret Pool! You! Don't pay attention to my Qiankun Gallery! Besides, how many times have you tried? This door card is clearly written! There is fate! You! Die of this heart! There is no fate with you!"

"Hurry up! Jiugong! Wait a minute! And help me find someone! You haven't forgotten this!"

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