Chapter 580: Should Not Enter

His tone was decisive, his gaze bright, and his long sword lifted, flowing with bright sword essence like frost, revealing an ethereal flavor, no longer the cowardly appearance before. White energy rose from his feet, and he flew into the hall. Li Xuanfeng naturally followed closely, his golden bow bright, crashing into it. The circular hall was slightly empty, with several square tripods placed, and a jade platform in the center, shining with white light.

This jade platform had eight corners, presenting the appearance of a lotus flower holding it up. On the top sat a jade box, carved with complex golden patterns, floating up on the jade platform, shaking lightly.

The hall was bright and dark, with golden light in the sky, hanging one by one talismans, pulled by red threads, high or low, moved by the strong wind of the two breaking in, shaking and colliding.

The immortal seat at the very top was dim, with two phoenix-like creatures on the armrests. The large screen behind had complex patterns, and the patterns in the center were bright and gathered, forming two large characters: "Sima."

'Not Si... it's Sima...'

Si Yuanli didn't look at the jade platform at all, drove the wind straight over, and reached out to touch the case at the high place. He really saw a painting scroll on it, which looked ordinary and had no magic light.

"What a luxurious hall..."

He stepped up to the high place in two steps. Li Xuanfeng naturally went to take the gold-patterned jade box on the jade platform. This jade platform had no protective measures, only a thin layer of light film covering the aura. Li Xuanfeng just reached out and grabbed it, and immediately took it into his hand.

This gold-patterned jade box was extremely hot, emitting a scorching breath in his hand, brushing over his face warmly. Li Xuanfeng summoned with his large hand, pulled down most of the golden talismans in the hall, and put them all into his bag in one breath.

On the other side, his spiritual sense escaped into the jade box, and a piece of red-gold brilliance suddenly appeared, shuttling back and forth in the box, scorching his spiritual sense, and his heart throbbed, suspecting: "This appearance..."

Si Yuanli had already taken the things and returned, turning around to flee outside the hall. Li Xuanfeng was not greedy, followed out of the hall, and flew to the front of the hall door, seeing a letter and an incense burner on the small table at the door. He pulled them over in time and put them into his bag.

The spiritual sense here was still shuttling in the gold-patterned jade box, and a thought flashed through his mind like lightning: "Scorching red like gold, shuttling like light... it should be the sun essence of the sun..."

The joy stayed in his mind for only a moment, his heart shook, and he suddenly felt that the thing in his hand was even hotter, passing through his heart heavily: "Si Yuanli speaks well, let me take it at will... but such a spiritual object as 【Sun Essence】, how can an ordinary cultivator keep it... Since this jade box is taken out, those Purple Mansions will definitely see it. Taking this thing out of the Great Ning Palace will inevitably make the Early Zifu suspect me. Isn't this looking for my own death?"

His heart was bright: "It is said to be taken at will, but it is only those golden talismans and ordinary things that can be left. How can there be any reason to hide the rest..."

Holding this gold-patterned jade box in his hand, he dared not put it into the storage bag. It was hard to avoid suspicion when entering and exiting. It was scorching hot in his hand. Li Xuanfeng held this spiritual object calmly and handed it to Si Yuanli, saying heavily:

"This is originally the thing of your clan, Xuanfeng dare not steal it."

Si Yuanli drove the wind at full speed, observing the surroundings carefully, stunned by these words. One hand had just retreated, but it was hot to the touch, his spiritual sense jumped, and he immediately understood.

He turned his hand and put it away, and there was no question, but said solemnly: "I will talk to you in detail after leaving the Great Ning Palace!"

Si Yuanli said this, and only then noticed the hint in his words. He wanted to make up for it, but felt it was covering up. Li Xuanfeng immediately understood: "Good... it is indeed the Sima family."

Si Yuanli had come all the way with ease, Li Xuanfeng had long been suspicious, plus he took out those two talismans to prescribe the right medicine, and the doubts became more and more obvious.

Although Si Boxiu was a Early Zifu cultivator, how many Early Zifu cultivators were there in the sky? What's more, there were *Jinlian Mohe* and *Lianmin*. Which one couldn't calculate Si Boxiu? Why was it that only Si Yuanli disguised his purpose all the way?

Combining the front and back, plus the word Sima in the hall, Li Xuanfeng realized that this hall was the Si family's thing. He asked casually, Si Yuanli didn't pay attention to this place, and answered casually, which was considered an admission.

"The Si family is indeed from the Ning State... or has a lineage in the Ning State... In short, Si Yuanli pretended to be stupid all the way, and finally achieved his goal."

"Separating as soon as entering the grotto-heaven, perhaps Si Boxiu is even guarding against the Chi family!"

Li Xuanfeng could observe it, let alone the Early Zifu and *Jinlian Mohe* sitting high in the sky. Si Yuanli got the things in his hands, and there was no intention of concealment. He just said heavily:

"Although I pretended all the way, many northern cultivators know about the southern affairs, and they are guarding against my family. They will only come faster than I thought!"

As soon as his words fell, a piece of demonic smoke rose from the lake under his feet, chasing the two of them up. These few demonic cultivators seemed to have been heading toward the hall, but suddenly changed direction and leaned toward the two.

Li Xuanfeng turned back holding the bow, two arrows jumped onto the string, flying out like chasing stars and catching the moon, falling into the demonic smoke, and two golden lights exploded under his feet, forcing the few in the demonic smoke back.

Li Xuanfeng blocked the demonic cultivators behind, and Si Yuanli also drew his sword, his posture completely different. Although his reputation was not obvious, he had practiced for many years at the peak of Foundation Establishment. The long sword in his hand was elegant and atmospheric, and the sword light gathered, which was already at the level of sword essence.

He pulled this sword in the air, a bang out of thin air, knocked down a small red blade, and then turned his hand to lift it, throwing out bright sword essence, and said heavily in his mouth: "Brother Xuanfeng, be careful."

Li Xuanfeng was self-contained, the golden string in his hand jumped, releasing a piece of golden light, shooting down a demon head in the demonic smoke. Si Yuanli had already let out a muffled hum and whispered: "Brother Xuanfeng!"

As soon as his voice fell, four golden-clothed masters had appeared beside the two, each occupying the east, south, west, and north corners, their expressions calm, their clothing and attire half-exposing their chests, each holding knives, guns, sticks, and clubs, and said in unison: "The two donors are too greedy!"

The large tripod suspended beside Si Yuanli released blue brilliance, making people unable to look away. The two had taken away the most precious things in the grotto-heaven one by one, and the two talismans reached the sky, causing a great movement that could be seen by the entire Great Ning Palace, naturally becoming the target of everyone.

Li Xuanfeng's gaze flowed around the faces of these four identical masters. There were several demonic clouds rushing over in the distance, and he suddenly felt that it was not good. His golden bow stretched, and the golden-red arrow jumped up again.

Si Yuanli also understood that he could not be surrounded by these four people here. The immortal foundation magic power operated, and the blue clothes on his body actually turned from blue to white. A piece of white snow fell beside him, and the long sword lifted, coldly saying: "North!"

In an instant, the sword light in his hand erupted, turning into a sky full of ethereal smoke, falling like white snow. It looked ethereal and dusty, but every move took a life. It was the 【Pine White Full Yuan Sword Technique】 of the Si family.

The golden-red brilliance also disappeared from Li Xuanfeng's string. A whistling sound rang out in the sky. The Buddhist cultivator in the north sank his face, holding his long stick high, and the other three closed their eyes slowly, the golden light on their bodies flowing toward the master in the north.

"Drink!"

His loud shout had just sprayed out from his throat, and it was instantly shattered by the sky full of sword light. The monk had just opened his eyes, and a large gap appeared on his throat again, *gang* energy mixed with golden-red brilliance gushing out, almost shattering his figure.

The power of Si Yuanli's sword essence was obviously beyond the monk's expectation. The golden light he originally used to deal with Li Xuanfeng was more than half offset by the sword light, and he suffered a big loss.

Li Xuanfeng pulled the bow again, but saw the figure of the master in the north melt like mud, and in the flowing brilliance, it had been replaced by another master holding a gun. Si Yuanli frowned, but a demonic cultivator had already rushed in front of the four.

"Clang!"

This black-clothed demonic cultivator pulled out his gun, black light flashing, the gun coming out like a dragon, with great power. One shot stabbed toward the Buddhist cultivator, making Si Yuanli slightly stunned, immediately seizing the opportunity, and raising the sky full of white sword light again.

"You!"

This gun-holding Buddhist cultivator was obviously also taken aback, and had to turn the gun tip to block his gun. The two long guns collided, emitting a violent roar in the air. Li Xuanfeng breathed out slowly, feeling the rising and falling magic power in his body, lifted his energy, and set up the golden-red arrow again.

"Hum!"

For a time, the four magic powers intertwined. This gun-holding Buddhist cultivator had just pulled the gun to block, and couldn't react in time, being hit by the white dust and the golden-red arrow, and let out a painful roar.

"Ah!"

His body was instantly beaten to ashes, leaving only a head leaping high. The four-person encirclement was instantly broken, and the brilliance on the other three was also dim. Li Xuanfeng and the two couldn't care about the flanking, and immediately drove the wind to go north.

Li Xuanfeng flew out a mile and looked back. That black-robed demonic cultivator was very insidious. He stabbed a gun on the head, but didn't kill it, strung the head on the gun, swaggered with this bald head, and ran toward the south.

"Zhong Qian..."

This person was exactly Zhong Qian sent in by True Person Changyun. He didn't say a word to Li Xuanfeng, and didn't even have an eye contact, so he ran toward the south with the head strung.

The remaining three Buddhist cultivators were neither north nor south. They paused for a breath in the air, and finally, the *Jinlian Mohe*'s business was important, so they gave up their companions and continued to chase the two.

Si Yuanli and Li Xuanfeng had already flown far away. This Si family sword cultivator laughed loudly, threw out a few sword lights provocatively, and scolded: "Bald donkey! Come and chase Grandpa again, and I will string up your remaining three heads!"

He was laughing loudly when he saw a piece of red rising in the northern sky, scorching true fire gushing out, rushing straight into the sky, burning a piece of fire clouds in the sky. The big man in the dark red robe was holding a tripod in one hand, arrogant and domineering, and was laughing:

"Old dog Murong! Just four people can't catch your Grandpa!"

It was Gao Fangjing, who practiced true fire, actually coming to grab two large tripods, rushing into the sky swaggeringly, instantly attracting many gazes. A group of demonic cultivators surrounded him one after another, and the pressure on the two was greatly reduced. Si Yuanli rejoiced: "Good guy! I like this domineering man!"

Li Xuanfeng looked at the sky full of scorching true fire, and the bowstring in his hand slowly relaxed. He watched silently, doubting in his heart: "No... 【Please Lord Hold Jin Fu】 hasn't been used yet, it's far from it."

Li Xuanfeng paused slightly, but a voice muttered in his ear: "Yuanli, give 【Huai River Map】 to Xuanfeng."

This voice was old and solemn, exactly True Person Yuanxiu. Li Xuanfeng paused slightly. Si Yuanli drew his sword to defend against the enemy, beat back the demonic cultivators who were led in, and handed the painting scroll over without hesitation.

Li Xuanfeng took it casually, and the muttering spell of True Person Yuanxiu rang in his ear again, passing the spell of this painting scroll down. He was secretly remembering it, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth changed suddenly.

"Boom!"

The mountain cliff in the center of the Great Ning Palace seemed to have touched some prohibition, and a crystal-clear colorful light that reached the sky rose, covering several miles, and it could be seen clearly even far away on this lake.

A circular arc of light vaguely appeared in the sky, falling a sky full of pale white raindrops. Li Xuanfeng looked carefully, slowly recalling the appearance of the 【Mirage Mirror Heaven】 of the Green Pine Temple, and the doubt in his heart was finally solved:

"So it's waiting for me here."

"Grotto-heaven..."

The people in the Great Ning Palace looked up one after another, listening intently, and flew toward the mountain cliff in a scramble. Si Yuanli had no surprise, turned his head to look at Li Xuanfeng:

"Fellow Daoist Xuanfeng, how about we go in now?"

Li Xuanfeng was about to speak, but felt a strangeness, and a thick sense of crisis rose in his heart. The talisman seed that had been motionless for many years in the *Qihai* acupoint moved lightly, making his two immortal foundations shake slightly.

'Should not enter?'

Li Xuanfeng's warning signs rose instantly, silently looking at the sky. The semi-arc grotto-heaven was showing its colors bit by bit, and there was a crystal-clear brilliance in the center, perhaps some treasure.

"Should not enter..."

Li Xuanfeng felt cold in his heart, but why did Yuanxiu send him in if it wasn't for a Great Ning Palace? Where was there a way to retreat now? He could only ponder and drag out the time:

"You and I carry heavy treasures, so we shouldn't act rashly. Perhaps there are demonic cultivators waiting for us in front of the light pillar... Just now, being chased and killed by a group of cultivators, my magic power is a bit fluctuating, please let me adjust my breath for a while..."

His words were beyond Si Yuanli's expectation. This middle-aged man realized that Li Xuanfeng's bowstring hadn't stopped along the way, and he had to take action to protect him earlier, so his magic power might have been exhausted, so he said busily: "Indeed, no rush. You and I will stop for a while and drive the wind over slowly."

Heaven and earth in the mirror.

The moon-white high-platform palace appeared and disappeared on the mountain, dotted in the gray-black mountain range. The clouds and mist at the high place dissipated a lot, releasing rays of bright luster.

The brilliance in the sky was dim, and that wisp of 【Bright *Huangyang* Imperial Interaction】 hung in the sky like the sun, shining out the *Taixu* behind. Vaguely, one could see the scene of various *Jinlian Mohe* and Purple Mansions sitting around the Great Ning Palace.

Unlike a formation being broken, not only did no residual waves disperse, but no restrictive power operated either. The entire formation seemed as if it had never existed, leaving only a vast, empty expanse of brilliance.

"Creak..."