Wanxian Mountain, undulating, clouds and mist. And above the floating clouds above it, a huge sky city was now suspended in the sky, blooming with a soft primary light.

Countless monks gathered at the foot of the Ten Thousand Immortals Mountain, looking at the huge palace with burning eyes.

Xuanyuan Yinyue and his party stood on the top of a mountain thousands of miles away from Senluo Palace, and they were also looking at the huge palace from afar.

"Yin'er, that main hall is the core of Senluo Palace, and the Vientiane Secret Book you cultivated was found from the library there. Besides. In addition to the Library Pavilion, there is also a Divine Weapon Pavilion, which is said to be full of divine weapons above the level of artifact!"

Back then, he and Ying'er both chose to go to the Library Pavilion, so they missed the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

"The other four palaces, called the Qinglong Palace, the White Tiger Palace, the Xuanwu Palace, and the Vermilion Bird Palace, are all guarded by divine beasts. You must be careful, the strength of those four divine beasts was already comparable to that of the main god 100,000 years ago. Emperor Xuanyuan recalled.

Xuanyuan Yinyue and Kazama were drunk when they heard this, but their eyes lit up, the main god-level divine beast is very good, they just need the divine beast!

Among the four people of Wind and Clouds, Thunder and Lightning, there are no divine beasts in wind and lightning, two people in Flower Shadow and Flower Moon, and there are no powerful demon pets, and they have not contracted any magical beasts in Heixue.

At this time, the crowd suddenly exclaimed, "Senluo Palace is open!"

Xuanyuan Yinyue and the others immediately looked up.

I saw that the Senluo Palace, which was suspended in the sky, suddenly emitted a burst of dazzling white light, and after the white light, a nine-zhang high gate appeared in everyone's sight.

"Get in quickly! Senluo Palace is open!"

Countless monks flew towards the gate of Senluo Palace with excitement on their faces.

And in order to enter one step ahead of others, some monks even started a fight outside the gate, bombarding the monks who walked in front of them.

For a while, before the monks entered the Senluo Palace, they started a fierce battle in Wanxian Mountain.

"Yin'er, you all go in, be careful!" said Empress Qiongying.

Xuanyuan Yinyue nodded and swept towards the gate of Senluo Palace.

However, after stepping into the gate of Senluo Palace, Xuanyuan Yinyue and Kazama Drunk and the others were separated.

With a flash of white light, Xuanyuan Yinyue was teleported to a dojo.

This dojo is as large as a radius of 10,000 miles, and the environment is quiet, and every 10,000 miles, there is a Bodhi tree. As soon as she arrived here, Xuanyuan Yinyue felt that her brain was clear, and her mind became more transparent.

While stepping on the blue-gray stone slab and walking forward, while releasing his divine sense to probe everything around him, Xuanyuan Yinyue moved forward cautiously.

She didn't find anything alive here, though.

After walking for three thousand miles, Xuanyuan Yinyue saw a large bamboo forest, which was planted with tear-spotted bamboos that were even rarer than the fierce spirit bamboo.

Xuanyuan Yinyue walked over and took out the Xuanyuan sword and slashed at a tear-spotted bamboo.

With a "bell", Xuanyuan Sword was bounced back by the tear-spotted bamboo, which shook Xuanyuan Yinyue's wrist.

Xuanyuan Yinyue was shocked, this tear-spotted bamboo was so powerful, it even cut the small sword!

At this time, the tear-spotted bamboo that had been chopped by her sword suddenly turned into a little girl with freckles on her face.

The little girl looked at Xuanyuan Yinyue with an aggrieved expression, "Sister, why are you cutting me?

Xuanyuan Yinyue was stunned, this bamboo can still turn into a human form?

"Well, I'm sorry, I just wanted to try to see if my sword is not sharp, but I didn't expect you to be so powerful, my sword keeps chopping. Xuanyuan Yinyue said with some curtle.

If the other party was just a bamboo, it would be fine, but she turned into a child. Let the other party make such an accusation, she feels that she is bullying a child.

The freckled little girl listened to Xuanyuan Yinyue's words, and looked at Xuanyuan Sword with disdain: "Sister, with your broken sword, how can you cut me off?"

Just a fork on her body can be used as an artifact, okay?

When Xuanyuan Yinyue saw the other party say this, she suddenly felt despised by herself.

And Xuanyuan Sword let out an angry sword groan, "You are the broken bamboo, your whole family is broken bamboo!"

"Cut, you're not happy to say you can't?" the freckled little girl rolled her eyes at Xuanyuan Sword.

Then, she looked at Xuanyuan Yinyue curiously, "Sister, how did you get here?"

"I was teleported. Xuanyuan Yinyue replied.

Looking at the appearance of the little girl with freckles, it seems to be very new to people. Could it be that she hadn't seen anyone before?

"Teleported?ah, then you must be the inheritance disciple of the palace master!Great, finally a inheritance disciple of the palace master has come!" The freckled little girl cheered in surprise.

Xuanyuan Yinyue was confused, "Inheritance disciple, I think you misunderstood, I was only teleported here by accident. ”

The little freckled girl Xiao Tear listened to Xuanyuan Yinyue's words, and rolled her eyes again. "By chance, you don't want to think about it, why are there so many people in this world, and you were teleported here? This dojo, not everyone is qualified to be teleported in!"

"What do you mean, no one has ever been here before?" asked Xuanyuan Yinyue.

Xiao Tear nodded, "Yes, this dojo is a place where the palace master preaches for the disciples under the seat, and only the inheritance disciples of the palace master are qualified to come in!"

"Who is the palace master of your family?" asked Xuanyuan Yinyue curiously.

The people of the Divine Realm, although they have been to Senluo Palace many times, no one has ever known who the owner of the Dao Senluo Palace is.

But listening to the meaning of this little girl, she seems to know who the palace master of the Dawson Luo Palace is.

"My palace master's name is very long, and I can't remember it, but everyone used to call her the Purple Moon Holy Monarch. Little tears said.

"Purple Moon Holy Monarch, what about her now?"

Seeing Xuanyuan Yinyue ask this question, Xiao Tear couldn't help but lower his head, "I don't know either, the palace master has disappeared for almost three million years. "If it weren't for the fact that she had already turned on her mind when the palace master left, she wouldn't even know who the person who planted her was.

Xuanyuan Yinyue narrowed her eyes slightly when she heard this, three million years, which coincided with the time when Senluo Palace first appeared in the God Realm.

"Haven't you been alone all this time, why don't you leave here?" asked Xuanyuan Yinyue.

Xiao Tear shook his head gloomily, "The palace master has set a ban here, we can only operate in this dojo, and we can't leave." ”

"Here, aren't there any disciples of the Purple Moon Holy Monarch left?"

Xiao Xian shook his head again, "No, when the palace master left, he took all the disciples under the seat with him." For so many years, not a single disciple has ever returned. ”

Xuanyuan Yinyue didn't ask questions, no wonder there was no one here, it turned out that they were all gone.

However, listening to Xiao Tear's words, the Purple Moon Holy Monarch took away all the disciples and left Senluo Palace in the God Realm, and it seemed that he did not plan to come back.

"Sister, since you are the inheritance disciple of my family's palace master, can you help me find the palace master in the future?" Xiao looked at Xuanyuan Yinyue with tears in his eyes.

"If I can, I'll help you find her. Xuanyuan Yinyue couldn't bear to refuse.

"Yes, great, sister, come with me, the palace master left something before leaving, saying that if she can't come back, she will give it to someone who can enter this dojo. Little tears pulled Xuanyuan Yinyue's sleeve and walked forward.

Xuanyuan Yinyue followed Xiao Tear and walked into the main hall in front of the dojo.

On the plaque of the main hall, there are three flashing big characters of "Zixiao Palace", and after entering, what comes into view is an ancestral shrine.

Two white candles that were still burning stood around a tablet with ancient characters written on it, and the incense burner in front of the tablet was still inserted with three sandalwood sticks that were curling with clouds.

As soon as Xiao Tear came in, he shouted loudly: "White-faced candle and black-faced furnace, come out quickly, the inheritance disciple of the palace master is here!"

As soon as the words fell, two thin young men with pale faces and a black-faced old man with a bent waist appeared on the ground.

As soon as the three of them appeared, they looked at Xuanyuan Yinyue.

"This is what you said about the Palace Master's inheritance disciple?" the black-faced old man asked.

Xiao Tear immediately said: "Well, it's her, the palace master said before leaving, only her inheritance disciples can enter this dojo!"

Although Xiao Tear said this, the white-faced candle and the black-faced stove were still very cautious.

"What kind of spiritual root are you?" asked the black-faced old man staring at Xuanyuan Yinyue.

Xuanyuan Yinyue replied indifferently: "Five spiritual roots. ”

As soon as these words came out, whether it was a small tear or a white-faced young man and a black-faced old man, they were all very excited.

"Five-line spiritual roots? That's right! My palace master only accepts disciples above the third-line spiritual roots. Moreover, my palace master used to be a five-line spiritual root! Although the five-system spiritual root made her suffer a lot of ridicule and grievances, but my family palace master was never discouraged, and completely relied on his own ability to create the Vientiane Technique, you were able to cultivate the five-line spiritual root to the current point, it must be because you cultivated the Vientiane Technique, right?!" The black-faced old man looked at Xuanyuan Yinyue excitedly and asked.

Xuanyuan Yinyue listened to the words of the black-faced old man, and couldn't help but feel deep admiration for that Purple Moon Holy Monarch.

With his own strength, he created the secret book of Vientiane, and this person is really terrifying.

"Yes, the exercises I have cultivated are indeed the secret texts of Vientiane. ”

"Okay, white-faced candle black-faced furnace, since you are sure that my sister is the inheritance disciple of the palace master, you should quickly hand over to her the things left by the palace master before leaving!" Xiao Tear urged.

When the three of them heard this, they immediately nodded, and then Xuanyuan Yinyue saw two young men with pale faces with crystal candle tears flowing from the corners of their eyes.

The candle tears converge like balls on lotus leaves to form a half-meter-long rectangle. After that, the rectangle formed by the convergence of candle tears gradually solidified to form a blank paper. At this time, the black-faced old man picked up the incense burner on the table, and sprinkled the incense ashes inside on the white paper of candle tears.

Something miraculous happened, the incense ash did not disperse, but formed ancient words on the white paper of candle tears.

However, Xuanyuan Yinyue didn't know these words.

"Little tears, what's written on this?" asked Xuanyuan Yinyue.

Xiao Tear shook his head and said, "I don't know either, this is a text left by the palace master, it seems to be used to summon." If you drop a drop of blood into it, you should be able to summon what the palace master left behind. ”

Xuanyuan Yinyue pondered for a moment, and then dropped a drop of essence blood.

The blood rolled on the white paper of candle tears for a moment, and then gradually seeped in.

When the three of them saw it, they all looked surprised.

At this moment, they were completely convinced that Xuanyuan Yinyue was the inheritance disciple of the Purple Moon Holy Monarch.

Soon after Xuanyuan Yinyue's essence blood merged into the candle tear white paper, a dazzling golden light suddenly bloomed on the candle tear white paper.

When Xuanyuan Yinyue and the others opened their eyes again, a light curtain had already formed on the wall.

And what was playing in the light curtain was an extremely tragic battle picture!

In the picture, a purple-haired woman is leading a dozen people to attack a huge monster that can only see a little bit of his skin, and in addition to her, there are many people who are frantically attacking this large monster that can only be glimpsed.

Seeing the purple-haired woman, Xiao Tear and the black-faced old man couldn't help but exclaim: "Palace Master!

Xuanyuan Yinyue realized that the purple-haired woman was the Purple Moon Holy Monarch.

It seems that the reason why she left with all her disciples was to deal with this terrifying giant monster.

The battle in the picture continued, and the disciples behind the Purple Moon Holy Monarch were crushed into powder by the monster one after another, and it didn't take long for not a single disciple behind the Purple Moon Holy Monarch to be left.

At the end of the day, death finally befell the Purple Moon Holy Monarch.

A big hand that couldn't see the edge slapped at the head of the Purple Moon Holy Monarch, and the Purple Moon Holy Monarch gritted his teeth, summoned the Great Avenue Tree, and chose to self-destruct.

And her Yuan Ying took the opportunity to escape.

But that monster suddenly set off a terrible blizzard, and swept towards the Purple Moon Holy Monarch's Yuan Infant.

The Purple Moon Holy Monarch's Yuan Infant was quickly overwhelmed by the blizzard, and the whole picture came to an abrupt end.

The light curtain gradually dissipated, and the entire hall returned to calm.

Because of seeing the scene of the death of the Purple Moon Holy Monarch with their own eyes, Xiao Xian and the others were still in shock and did not come back to their senses.

And Xuanyuan Yinyue was holding his chin and thinking: Why would the Purple Moon Holy Monarch leave such a picture?

Could it be that she hopes that one day, someone will be able to avenge her?

No, it definitely won't be like this. As powerful as the Purple Moon Saint Monarch, he couldn't kill that monster when he joined forces with so many strong people, let alone her inheritance disciples?

Xuanyuan Yinyue pondered various possibilities, but in the end she couldn't come to a reasonable conclusion.

And Xiao Xian and the others woke up from the shock caused by the scene just now after a long time, and then howled loudly.

"Woo, the palace master is dead! everyone is dead!" Xiao Tear's eyes burst with tears, like two fountains.

The two white-faced young men kept dropping their eyes, and soon there were four white puddles of candle tears on the ground.

Xuanyuan Yinyue looked at the scene of them crying loudly in an extremely speechless manner, it was really strange for these people to cry.

Without disturbing the four of them to vent their sadness by crying, Xuanyuan Yinyue silently walked to the side and looked around at the things in the hall.

None of the things in the hall were mortal, but Xuanyuan Yinyue didn't plan to move all the things here like those people in the Demon Heaven Palace. Moreover, she can't move much by herself.