Chapter 598 – There is a ghost under the tree

There are trees in the forest, and there are people under the trees.

If it is said to be a human, it is more like a ghost, more like a ghost.

Netherworld's earth-shattering claw fell, even if Xu Yan was such a rebellious body, I am afraid that he might not dare to take it indiscriminately. But that claw seemed to land in the air, and slammed directly into the ground, splashing the snow.

And that figure was still standing in place, glancing at the black tiger indifferently, and the netherworld instantly turned back into a black shadow as if it had been hit hard, and disappeared into Xiao Hu's body.

"Huangquan Dao?" The voice was low and hoarse.

I don't know how long it has been since I spoke.

But Xiao Hu didn't move, and he didn't say a word.

It's not that I don't want to move, but I can't.

His perception was detected in the past, but he didn't feel anything, but there was a terrifying force that invisibly bound him. Don't say it, even if your mind wants to summon the two magic weapons of [Dull] and [Silent Night], you can't do it.

The difference in strength is too great.

Xiao Hu is the Holy Son of the Corpse Pattern Dao, how many masters have he seen?

But he felt that this person's realm could only be described as unfathomable. Even Ling Fei probably wouldn't be able to get by with this person.

Where did this person come out?

And I heard that he actually broke the truth that he had cultivated the Huangquan Dao method that had been lost for nearly a thousand years!?

"Born in the Corpse Pattern Dao, but cultivating the Huangquan Dao Method. It can be regarded as out of the mud without staining. 」

"I'll give you a chance. 」

"If you can carry it, it will be enough for you to live for a lifetime, but you can't carry it...... What's the use of being alive?"

The black shadow under the tree still couldn't see the clues, but Xiao Hu's eyes suddenly continued to enlarge, and the darkness came into his eyes.

Suddenly, Xiao Hu lost consciousness and froze in place, not moving.

The wind and snow naturally fell unceremoniously, overwhelmingly casting his figure into a snowman.

And the shadow was gone.

There was silence all around, except for a large snowman standing on the side of the road, unnoticed.

............

It's the sun setting fast.

A splendid palace on the side of the mountain, with a separate palace.

It is hard to imagine that this seemingly simple and plain palace is actually the residence of the famous palace master of Chaoxia Palace, Wan Qianhong.

Wan Qianhong was dressed in a red robe and stopped the needlework in his hand.

Look at the mountain scenery.

Chaoxia Palace has a poisonous barrier, which is poison, and it is also a kind of protection for the innate nature of Chaoxia Palace. And whenever the sun sets, the light of the remnant sun passes through the poisonous barrier, and the whole palace seems to be shrouded in colorful glow, which is dizzying.

Wan Qianhong has seen this scenery too many times, but she will never get tired of seeing it.

At this moment, no matter what she is busy with, she will stop for a moment to enjoy the scenery of this exclusive Chaoxia Palace. Soon, however, there was a wave behind her.

Wan Qianhong slowly turned around to look, and the face of the country and the city hooked a touching smile.

This little guy is really incredible.

At his age, he is probably still in the realm of a pattern.

Soon, the volatility dissipated abruptly.

But in the distance between the mountains, the spiky jungle that was born with the Chaoxia Palace, there were countless ape cries. Because they felt the breath of their partner's breakthrough, it was the sound of congratulations and cheers.

A lean figure walked out slowly.

He was wearing a purple robe, but the purple robe was obviously trimmed at the moment, the body of the robe was cut to the waist, and the dark purple trousers he was wearing were rolled up to the knees, which didn't look redundant, but it was very neat.

His gaze fell on the figure standing in the pavilion for the first time, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

At this moment, the whole palace was filled with colorful clouds, as if it was in a fantasy world.

In the small pavilion not far in front of him, a woman dressed in a red robe, holding a needle and thread in her hand, sat with her back against the pavilion pillar. Her eyes were also looking at herself, her eyes full of pride and satisfaction.

He felt weird.

This is a feeling that he has never felt in his two lives.

He was puzzled, but he didn't say anything. Or maybe it's because he's never liked to talk.

He just wanted to quietly feel this strange but comfortable atmosphere for all eternity.

"Breakthrough?" the woman smiled.

He nodded, not speaking.

It's like I don't know what to say, and I don't know where to put my hands.

"Good. Hearing his affirmative answer, the woman nodded more satisfied, "Then we can start the second stage of cultivation." 」

"Stage two?" the man finally spoke, obviously with a rather difficult task to get him to ask.

This woman smiled and fell into the city, like a flower in full bloom, thousands of purples and thousands of reds. Naturally, he is the current Chaoxia Palace Master, and he is also the powerhouse of the Thousand Patterns Realm-Wan Qianhong.

And the young man is Wan Erhao.

Wan Qianhong smiled, "Come with me. 」

She stood up and rested her needle and thread on the stone table in the pavilion.

Then she came to Wan Erhao and stretched out the white jade hand. Wan Erhao understood, and also stretched out his hand to hold her. This is since Wan Erhao was a child, Wan Qianhong dragged him around like a little master, and the two of them have long been extremely accustomed to it.

But this time, Wanerhao only felt a tenderness in his heart, as if he was holding a piece of mutton fat, and he couldn't bear to let go.

When he came back to his senses, the scenery around him had changed.

But he was no stranger to it.

Chaoxia Palace occupies a very large area and is built along the mountain.

And this is deep in the mountains, and it is usually accessible to people. Because this is a forbidden place in the Asaka Palace-[Phantom Path].

Wan Qianhong let go of her hand, not noticing Wan Erhao's strangeness: "I'm afraid you're no stranger to the Phantom Path. 」

Wan Erhao suppressed the strange look in his heart, and there was still that indifferent look on his face: "The path of a thousand illusions, wash the gods and refine the heart." 」

"Yes. Wan Qianhong smiled: "In the Chaoxia Palace, the [Illusory Xia Path] is considered a top-level forbidden land training place. It has a miraculous effect on enlightenment, and I have seen your natal pattern [Ten Thousand Soldiers' Tomb], and you probably have an idea of the direction. But that's not enough. 」

"For tattoo artists, the importance of the natal pattern is self-evident. The word natal refers to being closely related to oneself. Although you have stepped into the Ten Patterns Realm, it is really abnormal in contemporary times, whether it is the Yang Xiaohua who is good friends with you in Four Seasons Mountain, or the two children in Yunfu, they are all supreme geniuses. 」

"If you want to go to the next level, you can only continue to improve. 」

"The spiritual power at the peak of the One Pattern Realm is the threshold to step into the [Illusory Path]. If the spiritual cultivation is lower than this level, it is impossible to enter it, and the meaning of the thousand illusions within it has a miraculous effect on the comprehension pattern. It's just that everything is a blessing and a curse. 」

"The Illusory Path is also extremely dangerous, because of the strangeness of heaven and earth, it has its own illusion. Its illusion is extremely real, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the illusion and will not be able to get out for the rest of your life. 」

Speaking of this, Wan Qianhong's face was slightly solemn: "What's more, if you fall in, even I can't rescue you. Don't be misled by the path of [Phantom Path], there is a space in it, and there are more than ten thousand forks in the road? Even I can't walk the whole place, and it is also different according to the different cultivations. 」