Twenty-two years can be said to be the time of an entire generation.

Not only is it long for ordinary people, but it is also not short for monks.

The twenty-two years in the stone chamber at the bottom of the Lanshan Sect seemed extremely long for Beihe.

In the past 22 years, all he has to do every day is penance, and he has tasted the boredom and boredom of 22 years.

At that time, he was over the age of old, and now he is even more old.

Beihe sat cross-legged in the stone chamber, his eyes closed.

His long silver-white hair was tied up in a bunch and draped over his shoulders. The criss-crossing wrinkles piled up on his face, squeezing his eye sockets extremely deep. His skin was sallow, with black age spots appearing.

Right now, he can't see what he looked like when he was young.

Although he was sitting cross-legged, he could still see at a glance that his waist was bent, his back was hunched, and his body had become extremely thin, giving people the feeling that he could fall down when the wind blew.

His breathing was steady, or rather faint, and he didn't seem to be able to detect it unless he felt it carefully.

Now he is much older than he was back then, and he looks like he is about to die, and half of his feet are in the coffin.

In the dark stone chamber, in addition to the faint white light shining from the moonstone, there was also a kind of colorful light circulating.

If you look closely, these colorful lights emanate from the buds of the black dark lotus in the cold pool.

Twenty-two years have passed, and the petals of this black dark lotus have already appeared gaps, and the blooming period is just around the corner.

In addition to Beihe, who was meditating, there was also a girl dressed in black with a single ponytail sitting cross-legged beside him.

After so many years, Leng Wanwan's appearance is no different from the beginning, and it seems that the years have not left any traces on her body.

The two of them have been sitting in this cross-legged posture for a month.

On the ground in front of the two of them, there was also a map of animal skins, which was the Demon Abyss Pass.

In the past twenty-two years, Beihe has broken through to the eightfold condensation period as he wished, and even because the black dark lotus is about to bloom, the aura has also become surging in the cold pool where this thing grows, and he has faintly touched the bottleneck of the ninefold condensation period.

But this is his limit, and he can no longer make his cultivation go further.

Therefore, until now, he could only take out the Demon Yuan Pass and wait for this thing to be automatically activated, so as to step into the Martial King Palace.

In the quiet stone chamber, almost no sound can be heard.

Three days passed like this, and suddenly the lines on the surface of the Demon Abyss Pass placed in front of the two of them suddenly brightened, and then wriggled like earthworms.

"Whoosh!"

The object suddenly shot into the air, and the white light swelled, illuminating the entire stone chamber.

In just this moment, Beihe suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of cloudy eyes. He stared at the Demon Abyss Pass with white light above his head, and two terrifying gleams erupted in his eyes.

Leng Wanwan also looked at the white light above her head, and her face showed a strong look of curiosity.

Under the gaze of the two of them, a wave of spatial fluctuations spread out, filling the stone room, and then the white light began to gradually dim.

When the white light that filled the stone chamber completely disappeared, the two of them saw that the Demon Abyss Pass above their heads had disappeared, and was replaced by a dark and swarthy hole.

The entrance to the cave is about the size of a long time, and there is a deep passage in it.

"It's finally on. "Just listen to Beihe's mouth.

His voice was old and hoarse, like a broken gong.

"Is this the passage to the Martial King's Palace? Leng Wanwan looked at the dark passage overhead.

"Not bad. Beihe nodded.

After speaking, he stood up with a hula, and the wide gray robe automatically swelled up without wind, exuding an invisible momentum from his thin body.

I saw him slap the storage bag on his waist, take out a three-foot iron rod from it, and put it on the ground.

Then he took out another Hidden Arrow and installed it in the cuff.

Finally, he took out the Gu Wu mask from the storage bag and put it on his face.

After doing all this, he untied the storage bag, threw it on the ground, and his figure rose into the air to the entrance of the cave.

"If the Black Shadow Lotus bloomed before I came back, then you can take this thing off, otherwise it will attract the Yuan Infant Old Monster, and the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

Beihe turned to look at Leng Wanwan and said.

Leng Wanwan just nodded and did not answer.

Beihe withdrew his gaze, and then his figure moved forward, disappearing into the passage.

Seeing that Beihe's figure had submerged into the black passage above his head, the strange color in Leng Wanwan's eyes had not dissipated at all.

This Demon Abyss Pass opens a spatial passage.

And if you want to open up a spatial channel, that is the means of the cultivators of the Mortal Stage, and the old monsters of the Yuan Infant Stage who have cultivated the highest level on this side of the cultivation continent cannot do this.

As for the Immortal Stage cultivators, they have disappeared from this cultivation continent, and no one has been able to break through to that point at the moment.

Beihe, who stepped into the passage, didn't know what the woman behind him was thinking, this was the second time he had stepped into the Wuwang Palace, and with the first exploration, this time it could be said that he was familiar with the road.

When he swept out of the passage, he was found in a stone house with a closed stone door. The stone house is grayish-white, two feet long and wide, and not too large.

Beihe's rickety figure walked forward, stretched out his dry palm, and pushed it against the stone door.

With his push, the stone door opened with a rumbling sound.

Beihe Triangle's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw a dim desert world outside the stone gate. This made the corners of Beihe's mouth under the mask hook up a smile.

It's just that he looks old, and this smile hangs on his wrinkled face, which looks a little gloomy and terrifying.

I saw him walk forward, step out of the stone gate in one step, and stand in the desert world.

For just a moment, the mana in Beihe's body fell silent like a stagnant water.

However, the cluster of innately existing true qi in his body came to life in an instant, constantly surging and swimming in the four limbs and veins in his body.

As he breathes, he can also absorb a breath from the air and transform it into true qi for storage in his body.

Beihe closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and at this time, his slow-beating heart seemed to be injected with vitality, and finally let out a powerful thumping sound. This powerful feeling that he has not felt for a long time makes him extremely nostalgic and greedy.

It didn't take long for Beihe to feel something and open his eyes.

There was a rumbling sound from his right, and it turned out that the adjacent stone door on his right had opened.

Under Beihe's gaze, an extremely burly man walked out of it.

The big man was dressed in a short hexagram, and all the strong muscles of his limbs were exposed, and he propped up his short coat to a bulging bag. However, he wore a leather hood on his head, revealing only a pair of eyes, and could not see the man's face.

After seeing this short and burly man, Beihe was surprised. Because he remembered that the stone house on the right should have belonged to the white-haired old man back then, and his talisman eye technique was also obtained from the white-haired old man.

And immediately afterward, his expression moved. Because of the aura that he exuded from this big man, he judged that the other party was actually an old monster in the infancy stage.

In addition to being shocked, Bei He thought that maybe this person was someone from the white-haired old man's forces, or even a certain Yuan Infant Elder of the Ten Thousand Fu Sect.

The last time the white-haired old man was injured, this time he asked the old monster of the Yuan Infant to take action. Not only that, but this big man looked like a body refiner who had cultivated some kind of alchemy.

The refiner of the Yuan Infant Stage, this kind of person is probably the most terrifying existence in a place like the Martial King Palace where he cannot use mana.

As soon as the big man with a leather holster on his face appeared, as if he had a target, he looked towards Beihe on the left.

And when he saw Beihe with a strange mask, this person's eyes narrowed, and while the cold light flickered, he was looking him up and down.

"Rumble ......"

There was another grinding sound, and Beihe looked at the stone house on his left with a sense of feeling.

This stone house belonged to the woman in the white dress at the beginning. The woman in the white dress has a knotted period of cultivation, and he touched it with his hands for the golden cicada jade dress on this woman's body, and took off a hosta on the woman's head when he left.

But to his surprise, it was not the woman in the white dress who walked out of the stone house, but a middle-aged man in a cyan robe, with a medium build, who looked to be in his early forties.

What is even more surprising is that the middle-aged man has nothing to hide on his face.

This person has a dark complexion, a mustache, and although his face is ordinary, it gives people a sense of fortitude.

The middle-aged man held his hair in a bun, his hands behind his back, as soon as Fang walked out of the stone house, he immediately looked to the right, his eyes fell on Beihe with a cyan mask, and he didn't squint his eyes slightly to scan him up and down.

What made Beihe's heart sink was that from this person, he also saw an aura that belonged to the old monster of the Yuan Infant Stage, which was another Yuan Infant Stage monk.

It seems that the white-haired old man and the woman in the white dress both found helpers after suffering losses in his hands.

If that's the case, then there's a good chance he'll be in some trouble this time.

Even he guessed that the reason why these infancy old monsters appeared in the Martial King Palace was probably not for the Martial King Palace, but for him. Because last time, his identity as an ancient martial artist was exposed.

A living ancient martial arts monk is enough to attract the attention and interest of these infant old monsters.

"Rumble ......"

The grinding sound of the stone gate sounded again, and in the stone house on the far left side of the North River, a woman dressed in a black robe with a half-mask on her face walked out.

Beihe recognized it at a glance, this was Zhang Jiuniang.

After Zhang Jiuniang appeared, her eyes were also the first to look at the door of the room where he was, and when she saw Beihe with a cyan mask, this goddess moved, and her beautiful eyes showed a look of thought, not knowing what she was thinking.

And at this time, she also noticed the other two and looked at the other two.

Next, the grinding sound of the stone gate sounded continuously from the right side of the North River.

Beihe saw a small figure dressed in a night robe, it was the female cultivator of the Condensation Period who told him about the secrets of the Martial King Palace. It's just that fifty years have passed, and judging from the aura emanating from this woman, she has broken through to the Transformation Yuan Period.

Then he saw three more people stepping out of the three stone doors on the right.

One of the three was wearing armor, one was wearing a cloak, and one was wearing a smiley mask.

The faces of these three people were all covered, but what made Beihe tremble was that in addition to the man with the cloak and armor who was a monk of the Yudan period, the man wearing the smiling mask was also an old monster of the Yuan Infant stage.

He clearly remembered that the three who stepped out of these three stone gates fifty years ago all died in his hands, and the three new ones must be the people of the three forces.

At this point, Beihe's face was extremely gloomy, and this time there would be so many old monsters in the Yuan Infant Period. And it seems that at least two of them are here for him, an ancient martial monk.

"Rumble ......"

Another grinding sound came, and Beihe looked at the stone house on the far right.

That stone house belonged to the man in the robe, and this person was also an old monster in his infancy. Thinking that in Futuo City, he had also seen the robed man, and even guessed that the two beast tides were attracted by the robed man.

Under Beihe's gaze, before the robed man in the room came out, a huge shadow was projected first, and then a black shadow stepped out.

When he saw this black shadow, not only Beihe, but even the eyes of other people showed a look of shock.

Because what stepped out of the stone house was not the man in the robes of the day, but a giant ape covered with black hair and a silver horn on top of his head.

This giant ape is a foot tall, with a silver vertical line on its back, and the most eye-catching thing is that it has a pair of silver pupils, which make people dare not look directly between glances.

Although it was much smaller, Bei He still recognized it at a glance, and the giant ape in front of him was the one-horned ape that appeared in the sky above Futuo City that day and stood on the side of the robed man.

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Chapter 212: Martial King Palace Reopened