Chapter 583: Listening to the Dao Palace

He didn't stay here, his divine sense shuttled for a while, noticing supernatural powers, colliding with each other, and many familiar faces appeared, all of whom were Early Zifu True Persons.

These cultivators were either south or north, mainly Early Zifu and *Eyed Lianmin*. His divine sense explored for a week, escaped into the air, and looked around. Countless blue-black halls, scattered in an orderly manner, or living around the lake, or built on the mountain range, clouds and mist, various formations intertwined, infinite scenery.

Several grotto-heavens had been opened in the south before. The East Fire Heaven was punched through by Chu Yi alone, and there was no prohibition. The Mirage Mirror Heaven had origins in the Jiangnan lineage and could be entered. The complete grotto-heaven that had not been opened was the first one in Anhuai Heaven.

Most of the formations in Anhuai Heaven were not set up alone, but were hung as sub-formations on the great formation at the bottom of Anhuai Heaven. This entire great formation was carved in the grotto-heaven. Although it had weakened due to the changes of the times, it was still very stable.

These were naturally things that the group of Purple Mansions had to worry about. Lu Jiangxian came and went freely, and could even observe most of the scenery in the grotto-heaven, frowning slightly.

"【Jinlian】 and 【Zhelu】 and the others... where did they go?"

These few *Jinlian Mohe* could not be underestimated. The leader 【Jinlian】 was a seventh-generation *Jinlian Mohe*. Most of Jiangnan could only be compared with Zipei. The actions of several *Jinlian Mohe* involved the changes of the entire grotto-heaven, which was particularly important.

He observed for two weeks and didn't find the figures of these few *Jinlian Mohe*. He was slightly suspicious in his heart, and specifically stopped his divine sense in the 【Anhuai Hall】 at the highest point of Anhuai Heaven. That gold nature was well stopped on the immortal seat, and because of the various supernatural powers of the Early Zifu, it had slight changes in light and dark, but there was no trace of being contaminated.

Beside that immortal seat was a magic seal, silently emitting light, with four large characters covered underneath: "Huaining Jiang Family."

Although divine sense could not move spiritual objects, he had practiced that immortal formula—the 【True Wonderful Technique】 in the Mirage Mirror Heaven, and it was easy to hook the gold nature. Lu Jiangxian could have fallen into this Anhuai Hall and taken this gold nature into his hands.

The premise was to reveal the main body and take away this gold nature.

"Such a thing, how could the Luoxia Mountain of the Upper Sect not pay attention? The underworld in the south is to collect gold nature. Will it be watching in the *Taixu* now? Maybe there is some agreement that allows these Purple Mansions to have hope of fighting for it... But if I take this gold nature away like this, I will undoubtedly die."

He didn't intend to take this thing, flew rapidly in the grotto-heaven, and the formations were like decorations, letting him pass through, and soon crossed many immortal halls, passed by treasures emitting brilliance, and stopped in front of a high and round altar-shaped round hall.

At the top hung a bright large plaque, the strokes were like dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, obviously also a magic tool, written with several ancient seal characters.

"【Listening to the Dao Palace】"

The hall was bright with magic light, one by one jade slips were hung high, blessed by several formations, floating quietly on the shelf. The jade slips were evenly spaced, neat and tidy, stretching along the gorgeous brown long shelf all the way to the depths of the hall.

This 【Listening to the Dao Palace】 presented a circular shape, the higher it went to the center, the more towering it was. It was roughly divided into six tiers. The outermost circle was boundless, only seeing countless crystal-clear brilliance like stars, dotted in the endless and high brown long shelves.

The center tier was only the size of an ordinary house, using a case to place jade slips, scattered with five silver cases, surrounding the circular jade platform in the center, a crystal-clear immortal slip floating quietly on it.

"Ning State lineage... all the cultivation methods left in Anhuai Heaven are all here!"

He crossed the dense and bright jade slips under his feet and landed in the center. The high platform where he landed presented a light gray color, and the crystal-clear patterns were bright or dark, flashing like breathing.

There was obviously a profound formation on this high platform, which had been operating faithfully for thousands of years, but it didn't notice anyone coming at all. Lu Jiangxian passed through it calmly and looked at the immortal slip in the center.

His divine sense moved lightly and landed on it. Sure enough, there was a prohibition shrinking in it. The Ning State royal family was very cautious. Even if they set up a formation on the high platform in the center, they were still not at ease, and set a prohibition in the immortal slip.

This prohibition released crystal-clear brilliance, and strands of supernatural power were entangled on it, vaguely connected with the round altar at the bottom, and even connected to the formation occupying the entire grotto-heaven.

Lu Jiangxian hesitated for a breath, but still didn't try to force the content inside, moved his divine sense for a circle, landed on the surrounding cases, and read carefully.

Fortunately, the remaining cultivation methods were obviously practiced by the cultivators of Anhuai Heaven on weekdays. Only after having enough merit, or getting permission, could they be read by unlocking the formation. Several encrypted magic arts were also very shallow, and they were easily seen through.

"Early Zifu cultivation method... truly a Early Zifu cultivation method..."

Lu Jiangxian frowned and looked. All five were of the 'True *Qi*' path, with extremely high grades. They were originally a set. The Qi-gathering method was extremely demanding, and even required many buildings in Anhuai Heaven to cooperate.

"To this day, ten out of ten cannot gather Qi, so I can only take it for reference... It's good to have a few Early Zifu cultivation methods..."

He guessed that the immortal slip in the center was also the 'True *Qi*' formula, and suddenly lost his original interest, quickly bypassed his gaze, and cast it on the massive cultivation methods and magic arts below.

Lu Jiangxian was quiet and peaceful in the 【Listening to the Dao Palace】, but the Anhuai Heaven had long been fighting into a group.

The True Lord who built this grotto-heaven practiced the 'True *Qi*' path. The colors in the sky were crystal-clear, and one could vaguely see the formation patterns behind, flowing down from top to bottom, which was very beautiful.

Yuanxiu's face was gloomy, standing in the air above a hall. The golden color in his hand was vaguely hidden and not released. The cultivator in front stood with his hands folded, his voice slightly low: "Senior Si, this place belongs to my Changhuai Mountain."

This Early Zifu of Changhuai Mountain stood in the air out of thin air, looking at him quietly. Yuanxiu heard the words, his face was heavy, but it was not because of this hall.

Although Anhuai Heaven was good, the Jiang family was slowly declining. That Jin Dan disappeared early, and Anhuai Heaven gradually detached from the present world, not even waiting for the last Early Zifu to die, the Jiang family had to withdraw from Anhuai Heaven, and only that Early Zifu could enter and exit the grotto-heaven.

The last Early Zifu died violently, and Anhuai Heaven completely hid. The good things in the eyes of the Early Zifu had long been used up. The truly useful ones were undoubtedly those few spiritual tools and spiritual objects. If it weren't for the aura of gold nature discovered today, it wouldn't have been chaotic to this point.

His heavy color was not because he was greedy for the things in the hall. If the gold nature was in this hall, the turmoil once opened was by no means something that the Changhuai Early Zifu could cover up, nor could it be taken away by finding it first.

He was not because the Changhuai Mountain didn't hesitate to slap his face, but because he captured the information that made him anxious: with the death of old friends one by one, Yuanxiu, who lived alone, was already weak and not put in the eyes by these juniors.

He usually quarreled with Yuanxiu, and looked at each other with disgust, but the Changhuai Mountain Early Zifu dared to say this in front of him, and Yuanxiu would dare to slap him in the face immediately, pointing at his nose and scolding.

"This fool has not done such things..."

Yuanxiu's face floated in his mind for a moment, and was immediately hurriedly driven away by Si Boxiu. He looked at the Changhuai Mountain Early Zifu in front of him with a gloomy gaze, and finally didn't spit out a word, flicked his sleeves and left without a word.

He had only walked two steps when his supernatural power 【See Check Language】 moved slightly, and he immediately took half a step back. The golden talisman in his hand jumped up, blocking the golden light sprinkled in front of him with a bang.

Seeing two dharma bodies rushing out in front, both were golden and shining, one with four hands and four feet, two faces on the neck, one grinning, one crying, holding various magic tools in his hands.

The other had two eyes on his face, three eyes on his chest, looking over coldly, his arms arranged in a lotus shape, and the golden light just now was hit by him.

"Maha Nuzi, Wumu..."

Si Boxiu was already secretly angry, as if ignited by a spark. His two eyes were dark, floating with dense small curse patterns like sand, flowing through his two eyes like a river, his voice overlapping: "Just rely on you two bald donkeys to have such courage? Who else!"

"Fellow Daoist Yuanxiu... don't be anxious..."

The Maha Nuzi *Eyed Lianmin* in front seemed to have no temper at all, so many faces squeezed out smiles at the same time, whispering as if chanting a spell: "But we can talk well... I only want the donor to admit that he will never manage Li Xuanfeng's affairs again... fulfill my heart of salvation... and will never come to bother the donor again in this grotto-heaven!"

Si Boxiu had always been the most displeased with Buddhist cultivators. Anger surged in his heart. How could he listen to this? His mouth was like a spring thunder: "Dream your spring and autumn dream!"

The golden talisman in his hand suddenly jumped up, bringing out a piece of golden, rain-like gauze light. The complex curse patterns flew out. It was exactly the 【Yellow Dao Mysterious Talisman】 that he relied on to become famous. Yuanxiu muttered in his mouth:

"Mysterious talisman often nourishes the abdomen, takes guard of mysterious life, and the supernatural power says 【Hide】."

In an instant, the brilliance on the two *Eyed Lianmin* was like being covered with a layer of gray gauze. The colorful light and golden light behind their heads dimmed. The air was gray and lost its color. All kinds of flowing light drilled into that mysterious talisman.

The magic spell in Maha Nuzi *Eyed Lianmin*'s hand flashed twice, pinched an empty space, and the golden knife that should have been pinched in the palm did not appear. His two faces showed anger at the same time, sneering:

"What a powerful supernatural power!"

He shook his hand, and actually threw the golden knife out of his arm. Half of it was still hanging in his dharma body, biting his arm like a poisonous tongue. Seeing that Wumu on the side was still watching the play, he hurriedly transmitted sound:

"Wumu! Hurry up and take action with me! As long as you hurt him, it will be the same effect... After the matter is done, that fruit will definitely be offered!"

Wumu *Eyed Lianmin* nodded heavily, the three eyes on his chest released blue-purple brilliance together, his face was focused and calm, secretly calculating in his heart: "I have long heard that this person is also a leader among the Purple Mansions, and his talisman path can often catch people by surprise and hurt them... I don't know how much damage he can cause me... It's best to beat me to serious injury and death, and then I can find a place to hide and practice."

Wumu *Eyed Lianmin* was not here for any fruit to stir up this muddy water. Yu Mujian folded in Wangyue Lake. He calculated in a mess and almost sent himself away! It was not easy to have a turning point, but he was anxious.

He boasted in front of that adult, saying that he would solve this matter well, but on the surface, he had to retaliate against Li Xijun... Otherwise, if people noticed something wrong, he didn't know about that adult, but he was dead.

He thought about it and finally found a way. He hit it off with the Maha Nuzi *Eyed Lianmin* who came to ask for help. He performed greedily on the surface, but acted slowly, actually wishing to rush to the front and let Yuanxiu beat his head off, so that he would have a reason to go back to the north and hide well.

How could Maha Nuzi *Eyed Lianmin* think of how many bends had passed in Wumu's head? Seeing that this person really took action, he was relieved, secretly rejoicing: "Fortunately, it happened to be this fool who urgently needed spiritual fruit... This matter is stable!"

Si Boxiu was performing supernatural powers, and the three purple-blue light lines shot over, making his face black, and he had to turn his hand lightly, pinching another supernatural power, whispering: "Listen to the Dao method, emptiness is emptiness, side doors and left ways, almost the same as nothing."

He turned his palm again, and there was already a group of white energy. The three purple-blue light lines fell on it. Si Boxiu frowned slightly, pinched and pulled hard, clenched his palm into a fist, waved his hand and threw it, and this magic spell was resolved.

Wumu *Eyed Lianmin*'s chest blinked three eyes, tried twice, and actually forgot how this magic spell was cast, surprised and happy in his heart, and scolded loudly:

"Maha Nuzi! How is this person so powerful! You used this mere spiritual fruit to deceive me into fighting to the death with him! What kind of reason is this!"

Maha Nuzi *Eyed Lianmin* had just resolved the magic spell, his figure expanded rapidly, and the many arms on his body pinched out various weapons, muttering and transmitting sound:

"Your mother is pretending! Which of the Purple Mansions from that era is a simple character? Element Yuanxiu, Zipei Qiushui are all figures who dominate the world! There is no reputation because Duanmu Kui and Donghua are pressing on their heads!"

How could Wumu *Eyed Lianmin* not know? It was just that he got the cheap and sold well, and wanted to blackmail him again, transmitting sound:

"Don't fight! Don't fight! This little monk won't fight!"

"Add if you want to add!"

Maha Nuzi *Eyed Lianmin* naturally knew what he was thinking, and answered coldly. The two *Eyed Lianmin* looked like they were working together, but they were still bargaining in private. Si Boxiu could see it, sneered: "A mob!"

He was about to sacrifice his supernatural powers, but his expression suddenly froze. He looked carefully for two eyes, suddenly stopped his hand and put it behind his back, his expression heavy, and he didn't say a word.

The two *Eyed Lianmin* also noticed, and looked up suddenly, but a man appeared in front of them.

The visitor was in a blue robe, young in appearance, fluttering in clothes, long hair scattered, slightly scattered in the wind, eyes light blue, and many *Lü* shadows intertwined beside him.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his expression was very natural, his sleeves were wide, and he looked over carelessly, saying softly: "Uncle, it's been many years!" ===== CHAPTER 584 =====