Duran really calculated the direction and walked forward slowly, very quickly—not very quickly, in fact, it was not very fast, after all, she stopped and stopped, and the main hall was already in front of her.

The fog slowly faded in front of her eyes, and Du Lanzhen's outstretched hand suddenly pushed straight out without resistance. She withdrew her hand and looked at the main hall in front of her.

Magnificent, better than other palaces, Biwa Feiyong, very magnificent. She glanced at it a few times, but didn't find anything out of the ordinary, and stepped inside.

Duran really guessed that this was the palace of the ancient powers, and there would not be too many traps, and it was true. She has traveled so many places, only seen prohibitions, but she has not encountered any murderous formations and traps.

As soon as you enter the main hall, what jumps into the field of vision is a lotus platform, the green jade is carved, the aura flows in the lotus petals, the green jade is of excellent quality, and the craftsmanship of the person who carved this lotus platform is also very exquisite, and the lotus platform seems to really grow out.

Du Lanzhen glanced around, and was quickly attracted by the murals on the four walls of the palace.

She approached and found that the mural was full of scenes of ancient immortals drinking and feasting.

In the first picture, the young man in brocade looks like a prince and grandson, hugging two gorgeous and seductive women with high eyebrows and deep eyes, and is looking up and laughing. Du Lanzhen saw at a glance that although the two women he was holding were well hidden, they still showed their fluffy tails behind them, which were obviously two demon cultivators.

On the second picture, the Taoist priest of Luotuo is carrying a wine jar and drunkenly preaching with two or three friends. Du Lan really looked at it carefully, and found that a black snake had quietly slipped out of the Taoist priest's wide robe.

In the third picture, the beautiful nun holds a glass cup in her hand, lazily half leans on the seat, lazily tilts her head, and evokes an evil smile at the outsider. Duran really met the gaze of the beauty in the painting, and suddenly his breath stagnated.

It was a pair of extremely sharp eyes.

She quickly realized that this was just a painting, and what she thought was sharp and intimidating was actually just the artist's ingenuity and ability to capture people's characteristics.

Du Lanzhen slowly circled around the main hall, there were sixty-four pictures in the hall, all of which were pictures of immortals drinking and having fun, and the protagonists of each picture were different, some old and young, some men and women, some people and demons, which seemed to have nothing to do with each other.

But she looked around carefully, only to find that there was a woman in these paintings.

Behind the prince who hugged the enchanting queen, she showed a lotus flower and swayed; opposite the drunken Taoist Luo Tuo, she left the outsider with a back mixed in the crowd; beside the female cultivator who was holding the glass cup and smiling evilly, she played with the lotus flower and shook her head, and did not look back, leaving only a pair of white soft wattles and a loose green silk to the outsider......

Du Lanzhen compared the lotus pattern he had seen on the gate of the palace before, and determined that it was the same pattern as this woman's lotus step, and couldn't help but wonder if this woman's identity was the owner of this Zezhi Palace?

At this time, it has been three days since Du Lanzhen entered Xiaosan Mountain, after all, Zezhi Palace is still very large, and it took a long time for her to recover her aura while walking. But she still walked around the four walls of the main hall in a hurry, trying to see something from this back.

Du Lan really looked at it a few times, and suddenly stood in front of the picture of the female cultivator holding the cup with her head tilted, and she seemed to see the starlight twinkling in the wine in the glass cup in the female cultivator's hand.

Duran really hesitated, and leaned out a wisp of aura to test the mural. The aura touched the mural faintly, and was slowly attracted by the glass cup in the female cultivator's hand, and merged into a single one, pouring into her cup, as if the stone was sinking into the sea, and there was no movement.

Duran Zhen frowned, and sent two more streams of spiritual power into it, but there was still no movement.

There is no movement, but it is already the biggest movement.

This is just a mural, it stands to reason that Duran's real aura should spread along the picture, but now it is sucked by the soybean-sized glass cup on the painting, and it seems to be sinking into the sea, which is not normal no matter how you look at it.

At first, it seemed as if nothing had happened, everything was as usual, but as she conveyed more and more spiritual power, she slowly found that the starlight in that cup was getting brighter and brighter.

The starlight slowly shone brightly, and suddenly burst out with a very brilliant and dazzling light, and a female voice appeared out of thin air: "Don't try again!" The voice was like a warbler's cry, with a little resentment, as if it was heavenly.

Duran was really startled, hesitated for a while, couldn't tell the origin of the voice, and sent a wisp of spiritual power inward again.

The nice and unseemly female voice sighed faintly. Du Lan really sighed to her, her hands were weak, and she felt that half of her body was crisp and numb, and she couldn't help leaning against the wall, snuggling up to the picture, her cheeks facing the female cultivator who was smiling evilly, and she was suddenly startled!

No matter how beautiful and moving this woman's voice is, she can't be overwhelmed by it, at most she can just sigh with emotion.

Duran really wanted to stand up and leave the mural, but he felt numb and unable to lift his strength, so he could only lean against the wall limply, and couldn't help but be shocked. This is a very clever magic spell that can make people fall apart in words, and sometimes even lose their minds!

Du Lan really boasted that she was not weak-willed, and if she could be allowed to do so easily, at least she had to be a demon cultivator who was a big realm above her to make her unconscious.

But in front of her was a painting!

The history of Xiaosanshan is at least tens of thousands of years, and she can send out a sigh from it after tens of thousands of years, and the magic sound of the sigh can make her feel down, then the owner of this sigh must at least be the power of Ning Ying!

Maybe...... It is not known whether it is the power of the Heavenly Tribulation.

Duran was really shocked, but he couldn't lift his strength, and after a little thought, he once again sent the aura into the painting. She knew early that it was useless to panic when she encountered a situation that she couldn't control, and only by acting calmly could she get the initiative back. Therefore, even if she was snuggling up to the wall at this time, she was still full of patience and sent spiritual power into it one by one, not slowly, calculating the geometry of the spiritual energy she conveyed.

The wine in the glass cup slowly became dark, and suddenly a spring water burst out of it, and the mural came out of it, and came out of the painting.

Duran was stunned, but he saw the spring water gurgling out, and circled around her, and gathered together, condensing into a dazzling mirror, floating in front of her.

She hesitated, reached out and grasped the mirror, which fell obediently into her palm. Duran was prepared to encounter all sorts of calculations as soon as she looked in the mirror—for example, an Ancient Immortal possessed to take her shadow when it fell into the mirror, for example, there was a ghost in it that would be devoured if she looked in the mirror, for example, a mechanism had already been set up here, and as soon as she looked in the mirror, the mirror would send a signal for the mechanism to kill her.

All of this can be solved by Duran with a talisman - if the specifications of these traps are not too high.

She held up the mirror and looked at it, meeting her own face all too familiar.

The pearl is haloed, and the jade is shining.

She glanced at her reflection, and before she could move further, the scene in the mirror flickered, as if a basin of water had been stirred, and there were ripples.

Soon, a row of small characters condensed on the mirror, and the handwriting was the same as the plaque of Zezhi Palace: it is still beautiful, worthy of my Lianhua Palace Xike Seven Style.

Duran was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, the small lines disappeared again, turning into dense golden small words all over the mirror. She couldn't help but look at it, and when she saw a word, it disappeared, and she hurriedly wrote down the more than 3,000 words.

As the last of the gold vanished, the mirror blurred again, and finally regained its composure, revealing her face as she bullied Saixue.

Duran Zhen put down the mirror and looked very strange.

The more than 3,000 words she had just memorized were a spell, or even a Dao technique to be exact.

This Taoist technique is replaced by Guanzhu Tianyin, which is a Taoist technique that uses human voices as a means. As the words in the mirror say, it is one of the so-called "Seven Styles of Xike" - to be precise, it is one of the seven styles of Lianhua Tianyin.

Lianhua Tianyin has two recipes, one is through the pearl Tianyin, and the other is the jade Tianyin. The former can confuse people's minds and forcibly reverse people's will into formlessness, while the latter can intimidate people's minds and forcibly destroy people's will.

In fact, according to Du Lan's real temper, if he gets the buckle jade Tianyin, it seems to be more suitable.

But in fact, none of them are suitable for her.

Because the seven styles of the Lotus Palace Creek are the magic cultivation method!

Dao demons have different paths, this is the common sense of the Wu world. Once a person's foundation is established, it will not change again, and unless he gives up his own cultivation and completely retreats into other paths, he will not change for the rest of his life.

Dao cultivators can't learn magic techniques, and demon cultivators can't learn Dao cultivation techniques, because the two are different in nature.

Duran was a little disappointed, and couldn't help but pick up the mirror and look at it, but the picture in the mirror trembled slightly, showing a completely different scene from where she was.

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