The Holy King's Palace, the Wushen Palace, the Brave Palace, and the Ancestral Harem.

The four palaces constitute the top floor of the cave, which is also the behind-the-scenes control of the royal family of Yingguo North Island.

In addition to the cultivators, Xu Zhi also saw Prince Renhe, who had a relationship with each other before.

It seems that the other party has been waiting here for a long time, and his calm face has a hint of joy after seeing everyone.

"Once I enter in a few years, it is rare to see so many heroes in my Daying country, ten thousand years, eight thousand, two five thousand, where are the two five thousand, Xiao Wang also wants to see what kind of talent has come out on top."

Kitajima Renhe looked at the people in front of him, his eyes turned back and forth, and he didn't find the most victorious cultivators, 'Four Thousand Years Angry Tyrannosaurus', 'Three Thousand Years Warriors', 'Two Thousand Five Thousand Years Empire Glory' and others saw it.

"Maybe those little bastards want to play low-key, after all, they are hated for taking the lead," Yanagi Zongyuan said casually.

"It's a shame not to see each other."

"Anyway, there aren't many people, and they're all mixed in."

"That's right."

Prince Ren and Prince looked around, looked at the messy faces, and then withdrew his eyes.

Whether it is true or false, whether he has changed his face or not, it is difficult to tell whether he is a high-level executive of Yingguo for a while.

The great cultivators have their own eccentric personalities, some like to change their faces, some don't like to change their faces, and there are many mixed ones, and he is not surprised.

Even Yanagi Zongyuan is no exception, this great master is also quite good at changing faces, and when he has nothing to do, he will go to all levels to investigate with a face.

He was a little glad that the secret technique of changing faces involved changes in muscles, bones, etc., and only cultivators above the master level could practice it, and the cost of this secret technique to change faces once was not low, and few people could play it all the time.

If the entire Yingguo is a face-changing clan, it will be a bit troublesome for him to think about it.

People can't recognize it, and he can only read it according to the name attached to him, to express the encouragement and blessings of the royal family to this group of entrants.

"Nikaido Bald Head Maru, this is really a strange family name, congratulations on entering the Holy King's Palace to receive the blessing ceremony."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Xu Zhi took two puppets that were stained with the blood of an unknown cultivator and thanked the prince, and after six or seven years, his appearance had also changed greatly, and it was obviously difficult for Prince Renhe to recognize his appearance.

The puppet stand-in technique would definitely not be cultivated, and he didn't know why Yagyu Zongyuan wanted them to go through the motions.

Maybe the four of them will take better care of them together, or they are afraid that they will escape and accidentally die in this cave to provoke him, or they may wait for Gu Yuxi's talent to play some role.

In any case, they followed the large contingent of Yingguo people into this place that was difficult for cultivators from other realms to reach.

"Xiaolin Ergouzi, even if you change your face, this generation's name is too low-level, anyway, congratulations on entering the Holy King's Palace to receive the blessing ceremony."

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After everyone shook hands and talked, Prince Ren and Prince Ren began to lead everyone into the palace, and he also pointed around a little from time to time, reminding the cultivators of some precautions.

The four palaces on the building wood were controlled by four big people, including their old grandmother of the North Island family dozens of generations ago, a big man who lived so long that they were desperate.

It is difficult to determine when Kitajima Shenwu and Edney met, but Kitajima Shenwu could not build the country without the assistance of the other party.

From the development of an ordinary samurai family, to the North Island Shenwu conquest of the north and south, and the determination of the Ying Kingdom divided by the princes, it took only more than 20 years.

Although you were the first emperor, Kitajima Shenmu did not have the world's best strength until the day he died of old age, and he needed Edney's various secret spells more often.

Without counting some caves that may have existed but eventually died out in secret, Prince Incheon feels that the caves of Yingguo are likely to be the first caves in the world.

This is the cooperation between the inside and outside to finally stabilize the cave.

The modern equipment of the four palaces is not much different from the outside world, and the broken and worn ones will be replaced from time to time.

The Four Seasons Cave Heaven is opened once a year, but every three or four years the cultivators are given a cultivation trip to gather in the Cave Heaven.

At this moment, these great cultivators gathered in the Saint King's Palace, patiently waiting for the blessing ceremony of that Saint King's advanced Immortal Secret Technique.

A little blue light just emerged, and then turned into a white magical glimmer like spring rain, constantly sprinkling on the cultivators' bodies.

A refreshing feeling came, and as soon as the curtain was drawn in front of the throne in front of him, a lizardman with a heavy bow shouted, "The Holy King has arrived, kneel." ”

Prince Renhe, who was in front of him, knelt down, and the great cultivators behind him glanced at each other and knelt down.

Only Yanagi Zongyuan on the side bowed slightly, and clenched his fist at the figure behind the curtain.

The Holy King obviously didn't have any polite words, and he didn't make any gestures for everyone to get up, and he didn't feel free to chant inexplicable incantations in a low voice.

The black light continued to fly out from behind the curtain, but as soon as it was contaminated with the puppet in his hand, he saw that the small puppet in everyone's hands began to activate, as if there was a wire behind the scenes, and began to make slight movements.

"Sacrifice"

The Holy King said a sentence in Ying Chinese, and then fell silent, and with the sound of the curtain pulling, the Prince Ren and Prince in front clapped his hands and stood up again.

"Comprehend a lot, I hope you will become the pillars of the country, and the real entry to "The Secret Art of Immortality" is here."

Saying a word to many cultivators, he also walked towards Yagyu Zongyuan and began to communicate in a whisper.

"A copy of the spiritualism?"

Xu Zhi looked at the puppet in his hand, if he regarded the wriggling little thing in his hand as a skeleton, this was an unconscious undead, and cultivators needed to fill part of their consciousness and soul in order to establish a connection with each other.

The principle is very similar to the immortal mark of the void, and there are some talent radiation like his other world, and there are even traces of wizards manipulating the undead.

With sufficient guidance, it is not too difficult for the great cultivators who have practiced the secret art to separate their minds and form a mark.

Everyone can stay in the Holy King's Palace for three days, and after three days, the guardians will be expelled from the Holy King's Palace, regardless of whether they have successfully or unsuccessfully thrown the spirit sigil into the puppet.

Xu Zhi and the others sat in the palace bored for a long time, seeing that the sky was getting dark, and the energy lights in the palace were lit up, only to see that Yanagi Sogen finally ended the conversation and walked to the side of Mori Ergoro near them.

"Walking around?" Yagyu Munemoto smiled at Mori Ergoro.

"I, I haven't cultivated my secret art yet."

Mori Fuchigoro felt a chill in his heart, feeling that the ubiquitous power of fate was beginning to push him again.

Yanagi Zongyuan asked him to start looking for the secret room, but if he found the secret room, he would die.

"Behind closed doors is tantamount to asking for fish from the wood, it would be better to take a walk, Ergoro, do you say, after all, I still have to protect you?"

Yagyu Munemoto smiled gently, but Mori Ergoro somehow became terrified when he saw it.

Before he went to ask for Yanagi Zongyuan, he took the initiative to come over for convenience, and Yanagi Zongyuan's initiative to ask for help seemed to have another purpose.

He didn't know if he could change his life against the sky in the secret room, but if he didn't find the secret room and delayed the matter of Yanagi Zongyuan, the end after changing his life against the sky might be miserable.

Gu Yuxi is right, after experiencing the production of essence blood puppets, he is too weak now, and he is more prone to accidents, and the choice he made desperately at the beginning is still not worth the kick of fate in the end.

It's that he doesn't want to go in, and he is passively pushing in at this time.

"Prophet."

He looked at Gu Yuxi with some trepidation, only to see the brilliance in the other party's eyes, and countless stars were shining.

"Survive these twelve hours."

A few seconds later, Gu Yuxi, who had finished the release of his talent, made a cheering gesture to Maori Ergolang, and as Xu Zhi muttered the last sentence, Maori Ergoro's eyes suddenly darkened.

The countdown to his life began.

Do something in the last 12 hours, whether to wait for death behind closed doors, or walk around and wait for death.

Mori Ergoro looked at the golden walls around the palace, only to feel that the gold was filled with flowing water, and there were flames constantly burning, and everything in his eyes seemed to turn into the color of the Witch God Palace and the ancestral harem.

Before he knew it, he had stepped into the passage of death.