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;;;; When the palace gate opened, He Wuxian only saw the bright silver light in his eyes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Endless silver light poured out from the palace gate, rushing out like a tide, washing over his body. The silver light is condensed by the power of the stars that are extremely pure, viscous as water, and contains majestic star power. Baptized by the silver light, He Wuxian only felt refreshed and fluttering. Nourished by the star power, some of the scars on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The star power he had consumed also recovered at an extremely fast speed, and soon became full again. His Heavenly Emperor's body, as if it had its own devouring Dao method, naturally erupted with devouring power, like a vortex to frantically devour star power. "What's going on?" He Wuxian frowned suspiciously, stepped into the gate, and entered the palace bathed in dazzling silver light. The sound of "rolling" sounded, and the palace gate closed automatically. At this time, He Wuxian, in the palace, was already stunned by the scene in front of him. What appeared in front of him was a city with a radius of 100 miles. It's just that the entire city is shrouded in dazzling silver light, full of majestic star power. The buildings and avenues in the city are very solemn and atmospheric, ancient and heavy. At the foot of He Wuxian was a black stone-paved avenue, which stretched straight ahead, leading to the center of the city. There should be trees on both sides and fragrant flowers, but thousands of years have passed, and the flowers and trees have long since turned into dust and dissipated. The sides of the avenue were empty, leaving only the pitch-black ground and a thick layer of dust. He Wuxian released his divine sense, enveloping the city within a radius of a hundred miles, and looked down and observed. The city is surrounded by towering palaces, tightly enclosed, like the palace walls of this city. In the interior of the castle, there are two vertical and two horizontal four black avenues, wide and smooth, just like the Shinto in front of the temple, revealing a solemn and sacred taste. He Wuxian suddenly remembered that the boxy city was divided by four avenues, and this layout was not the nine-square grid? The nine areas that were divided were exactly nine palaces, all of which were as high as 10,000 zhang, ancient in vicissitudes of life, and magnificent. The walls of the palace are gray and white, covered with traces of the vicissitudes of time, etched imprints. The whole city was very quiet and silent, and nine ancient palaces stood on the ground, as if silently telling how brilliant, solemn and sacred this Tianzun Cave Mansion used to be. He Wuxian strolled along the black avenue, walked towards the middle of the city, and looked at the scenes on both sides along the road. Endless silver light star power shrouded this city. He Wuxian's body was like a whirlpool, devouring the star power that was pulling in all directions, constantly instilling it into his body. Compared to the unusually active and surging star power in the air, and then looking at the decayed and dilapidated palaces and land in the city, He Wuxian couldn't help but have many pictures in his mind. His soul and consciousness were in a trance. Suddenly, he seemed to see the scene of going back in time, the heyday of this city thousands of years ago. The air in the city is fresh, full of spirit, quiet and quiet. White fairy clouds floated in the air, obscuring the nine golden palaces, making the upper body of the palace looming, and the fairy aura was ethereal. On the clean and tidy avenue, there are martial arts disciples dressed in plain clothes and Taoist robes, walking by calmly and leisurely, with respectful and pious expressions. Everyone was full of energy, talking and laughing, and they would clasp each other and salute when they met on the avenue. The two avenues are flanked by towering evergreen trees, making the avenue shaded by trees and particularly quiet. There are also all kinds of colorful birds among the branches and leaves of the big trees, some are grooming their feathers, and some are singing with their necks. Higher in the sky, three or two white cranes fluttered their wings, carrying the fairy wind bones, white-clothed and white-haired martial arts seniors, flying in a group, towards the palace in the middle of the city. And on the ground at the foot of the big tree, the fairy-like land gives birth to endless flowers. Colorful flowers pave both sides of the avenue into a sea of flowers, exuding an intoxicating fragrant fragrance, which is refreshing. The breeze blew in, and the petals of the flowers fluttered slightly, twinkling with silver stars. It is a city full of fairy spirits, as ethereal and sacred as the Nine Heavens Palace. I don't know when, He Wuxian has closed his eyes and stood on the black avenue, looking peaceful. His whole mind was immersed in the illusionary images in his mind. It was as if he was in this fairy palace tens of millions of years ago, in the era of martial arts. Everything he saw was so real. The trees and flowers on both sides of the avenue seemed to be within his reach, and he could even smell the fragrance of flowers, hear the sound of cranes flying over and flapping their wings, and the chatter and laughter of many talented warriors. His eyes crossed the sky and the towering trees, and saw the nine majestic palaces in the middle of the city. On the lintel of each palace gate, there are several golden and powerful Dou Da seal characters. He could even clearly see that the seal characters were the names of the palaces. Teaching Dao Palace, Sword Palace, Qingjing Palace, Library Palace, Tibetan Sword Palace...... In each palace, there are more or less martial arts geniuses, some are concentrating on referring to martial arts and Taoism, and some are gathered in groups of three or five, debating the essence and merits of martial arts. In some palaces, dozens of martial arts geniuses sat cross-legged, watching intently as the martial arts seniors with white beards and white hair performed Taoism and swordsmanship. What surprised him the most was that on the palace in the middle of the city, there was a huge and incomparable black giant sword. The giant sword shimmered with a thick silver light, illuminating the entire city, exuding a domineering aura of suppressing heaven and earth. Everything is so real, He Wuxian seems to be immersive. It wasn't until a long time later that the illusions and images in his mind gradually became faint and transparent, and finally dissipated, that he came to his senses. When he came back to his senses, he looked around again, and all he saw was a dilapidated palace, bleak and dull. The wide, old black avenue is covered with a thick layer of dust. There are no trees or flowers on either side of the avenue, only black ruins and dust. He Wuxian sighed, feeling a little strange in his heart. The sights he had just seen were more than real, as if he had seen them before, he had been here before, and he had really seen them. What's even more strange is that this ancient city, the mysterious Tianzun Cave Mansion, actually gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity. It's just ridiculous, it's ridiculous. He has only been in this world for more than 200 years, how could he have been to this Tianzun Cave Mansion thousands of years ago? Soon, he came to the gates of a palace. The palace was gray and dull, the front of the gate was covered with dust, and even the stone steps were full of cracks, and many places were broken and crumbled. He Wuxian stood in front of the gate, looking up at the lintel of the gate. The lintel had broken and fallen off, and there were no words, but a few golden seal characters involuntarily appeared in his mind. Tibetan Dan Palace. He Wuxian didn't understand why these three words would automatically appear in his mind. But he didn't want to delve into it and think too much, so he stretched out his hand and pushed towards the palace gate. Originally, there was a formation seal on the gate, but after being eroded by thousands of years, the formation had already dissipated. With the dull sound of "rolling", the palace gate opened. He Wuxian walked into the palace and saw rows of high platforms displayed in the palace. Of course, the platform was covered with dust and cracks. He stretched out his hand and touched it lightly, and one of the high platforms turned into powder, and fell to the ground with a "rustle", piling up a small pile of dust. He Wuxian withdrew his hand in disdain and came to another high platform. This time, he didn't dare to stretch out his hand again, but when he looked closely, he found that there were many lattices in the high platform. There were jade bottles in the lattice, which had long since been dull and gray, and many of the small bottles were broken and turned into pieces. It can be seen that these jade bottles were also small and delicate, and they should have been used to store pills and other objects. As soon as he thought of this, He Wuxian's face was a little strange. His divine consciousness stretched out silently, enveloping the entire palace, observing hundreds of high platforms. As a result, there are lattices in hundreds of high platforms, and there are some small bottles in the lattices that have not yet broken and dissipated. "Could it be that this palace is really the Tibetan Dan Palace where the pills are stored?" he muttered in his heart, and withdrew from the main hall. With the sound of "rolling", the palace gate closed automatically. Immediately afterwards, what He Wuxian couldn't see was that the hundreds of high platforms in the main hall all turned into powder silently and were piled on the ground. He continued along the Black Avenue again, and soon came to the gates of another palace. He looked up at the lintel of the palace gate, and the image of memories came to his mind. "If I'm not mistaken, this palace is supposed to be the Palace of Books. With this in mind, he pushed open the door and entered the main hall. After seeing the scene inside the main hall, his face became even more strange. Sure enough, there were many bookshelves in the main hall, and there were some books and scrolls that had long been turned into powder, as well as bamboo slips and jade slips. Of course, the vast majority of bookshelves and books have been turned into powder and dissipated. Countless dust and powder made the scene in the hall look like ruins. There is no value other than to prove that this palace is really a library palace. He Wuxian was a little helpless, so he had to withdraw from the palace and came to the middle of the city. The black palace in front of him was the center of the nine palaces, and it was also the most majestic palace. He Wuxian looked up at this palace, and couldn't help but have a picture in his mind. A black giant sword that seemed to be able to open the heavens and the earth was suspended at the top of the palace, exuding a domineering aura that suppressed the eons. For some reason, when looking at the black giant sword, He Wuxian's soul inexplicably felt a little kind. His soul consciousness was a little confused, and he stood at the door of the main hall with blank eyes, and involuntarily whispered. "Chengjun Sword, Sword Emperor ......" ...... The 3rd is sent to the brothers, asking for the support of the monthly pass, and Xiao He will try his best to update more in the future. (ISBN College)