Chapter 573: White-Robed Woman

The reason Song Qingming was so surprised was not because Huo Feng suddenly disappeared, but because the black iron plate Huo Feng had just taken out was something he had seen before, and he happened to be carrying one on him at this moment.

Although after Huo Feng took out this item, she was wrapped in white light and disappeared in just a short instant, Song Qingming still recognized at a glance that the thing she was holding was precisely that black iron plate engraved with the two characters "Heaven-Reaching" that he had obtained back then.

Ever since he learned about the "Heaven-Reaching Tower," Song Qingming had always felt faintly in his heart that this item might have some connection with the legendary "Heaven-Reaching Tower."

It was just a pity that he had spent quite a bit of time inquiring about and researching the detailed situation related to the "Heaven-Reaching Tower" these years, but the result was still not obtaining a shred of information related to the black iron plate, making him gradually forget about this matter somewhat.

Entering the "Heaven-Reaching Tower" this time, although Song Qingming also brought that black iron plate, because he didn't know how to use this item, he had never taken it out rashly in front of others. It was only after seeing Huo Feng take out this item in front of him just now that a look of shock appeared on Song Qingming's face.

"Little Brother Song, what's wrong with you? His Highness is a Nascent Soul cultivator; he has many divine abilities. What is there for you to be surprised about?" Seeing Song Qingming's eyes not having recovered for a long time, Long Feng, who had a somewhat strange expression, immediately leaned forward to remind him.

After the sound of Long Feng's voice rang in his ears, Song Qingming, who had been stunned for a moment, immediately recovered his senses, revealed a few awkward smiles, and asked: "Big Brother Long Feng, what was that thing Huo Feng His Highness just took out? Where did she go?"

Facing Song Qingming's question, Long Feng shook his head at him helplessly and replied: "Little Brother Song, His Highness doesn't necessarily have to tell me everything. This time, you've really asked the right person. I haven't seen this item before, and I don't know where His Highness went to search for treasures."

Hearing Long Feng's answer, a trace of disappointment appeared slightly in Song Qingming's eyes, and he did not say anything more. He flew with Long Feng toward the entrance of the "Heaven-Reaching Pavilion" not far away.

Although he also had that black iron plate in his hand, Song Qingming did not dare to use it easily when he didn't know where this item would take him.

Although he had just learned the method of using this item from Huo Feng, where this black iron plate would lead and whether it could be used at will—Song Qingming had no bottom in his heart regarding these, and for now, he could only put this matter aside temporarily.

Hearing Long Feng's words of concern, Song Qingming nodded slightly with a smile, did not say anything more, and entered the teleportation formation in front of him one step ahead.

Just after arriving near the "Heaven-Reaching Pavilion" with Long Feng, suddenly a green streak of light lit up not far away, and another green-robed person arrived at the formation for entering the "Heaven-Reaching Pavilion" one step ahead of them.

Soon, a very familiar dizziness of heaven and earth spinning struck. Song Qingming, who had already taken the initiative to close his eyes, only felt that his figure was like a small boat rolled into a whirlpool, not knowing how long he had been spinning in the white light before he slowly stopped.

Not long after the green-robed person left, Song Qingming, wearing a mask, and Long Feng, who had already transformed into human form, also arrived at the formation below the "Heaven-Reaching Pavilion."

This place looked almost the same as the outside. Besides the vast white expanse that seemed to have no end, the clouds and mist floating around seemed to be even thicker than outside, to the point that even the ground was somewhat unclear.

Seeing this, Song Qingming scanned around the white mist. After that, a look of doubt could not help but appear on his face. If it weren't for the memory just now constantly reminding him that he had indeed walked into the teleportation formation for the "Heaven-Reaching Pavilion," Song Qingming would have wanted to suspect whether he hadn't entered the trial yet.

Regardless of anything else, the trial of the "Heaven-Reaching Pavilion" in front of him was the most important thing for Song Qingming at the moment, and also the place where he could most practically obtain benefits. Song Qingming was very clear and expectant about this point in his heart.

Otherwise, once it was used, if he couldn't turn back, and then encountered a Nascent Soul expert like Huo Feng, then Song Qingming wouldn't have enough lives even if he had ten, for the other party to kill.

"Little Brother Song, after going in, we will automatically separate. Big Brother has no way to look after you anymore. I hope you will work hard, try your best to walk out alive, and don't make it difficult for me to report to His Highness later."

After Song Qingming felt everything around him return to normal and opened his eyes, he discovered that he was already standing on an empty ground surrounded by white mist, and he didn't know where the mask he had originally been wearing had been lost.

After the green-robed person arrived there, he also discovered Song Qingming and Long Feng flying from afar. Seeing the other party suddenly look toward his side, Song Qingming was also slightly startled and immediately took out a copper mask and put it on his face.

Those who entered the ninth layer of the Heaven-Reaching Tower now were basically cultivators from those major sects, among whom quite a few had seen Song Qingming. Once recognized in this kind of place, it would be very difficult for Song Qingming to explain clearly in the future.

After that green-robed person stared at Song Qingming for a moment, he slowly turned around, stood on the spot for a moment, and immediately flew into the formation in front of him.

"Regardless of anything else, let's walk around and see first!" After Song Qingming muttered to himself, he chose a direction at random and walked forward step by step.

This thick white mist had already formed a huge sea of mist on the ground. Song Qingming, walking on it, looked from afar as if he were walking on white clouds in the sky.

After walking a distance of about several hundred zhang, Song Qingming suddenly heard a very pleasant immortal sound. Immediately following this, the white mist in front of him began to slowly dissipate, and an extremely exquisite and gorgeous palace suddenly appeared not far in front of Song Qingming.

Around the palace, white clouds drifted, cranes danced, and colorful spiritual light was wrapped everywhere. Looking faintly, there were also many exquisite jade pavilions, as if it were an immortal realm recorded in books.

Seeing this scene, Song Qingming couldn't help but immediately reveal a few looks of exclamation.

Standing on the spot and staring at this palace for a long time, Song Qingming turned around to check the surroundings before slowly lifting his steps and walking over.

Just as he walked to the palace gate, before Song Qingming could make any move, the vermilion palace gate automatically opened to both sides, as if someone were welcoming him to come in.

Seeing this, Song Qingming did not pay any attention. With a smile on his face, he walked in with his hands behind his back.

After passing through several middle gates, Song Qingming's figure arrived outside a gorgeous hall. Two maidservants in purple palace attire, stepping on a small white cloud under their feet, flew to his front and bowed to salute.

"Distinguished guest has come from afar. Please come to the hall to drink a cup of immortal tea and rest for a moment."

Seeing the extremely beautiful faces of these two maidservants in front of him, Song Qingming was also slightly stunned and revealed a few looks of surprise.

The figures and appearances of these two women were absolutely among the most stunning of the many female cultivators Song Qingming had seen.

The appearance of one of them was even seven or eight parts similar to Bai Yuxian, whom Song Qingming knew. If it weren't for a not-very-obvious black mole on her face, Song Qingming would have almost really thought he had encountered that Senior Sister Bai here at first glance.

Seeing the two maidservants inviting him enthusiastically, Song Qingming nodded slightly without refusing and followed the two directly into the hall.

After entering the hall, the various golden and brilliant utensils that met his eyes soon attracted Song Qingming's gaze, making him unable to help but exclaim again.

"This fellow daoist, coming from afar is also hard work. Please take a seat and rest for a moment!"

Hearing a very crisp and pleasant sound coming from afar, Song Qingming hurriedly turned to look and discovered that there was another layer in front of the hall, on which sat a white-robed woman with noble attire, looking at him kindly.

Seeing that this woman seemed to be the owner of this palace, Song Qingming hurriedly stepped forward, bowed, and saluted slightly.

"May I ask fellow daoist, where is this place?"

The white-robed woman's appearance was also extremely beautiful, and her temperament was even better than the two maidservants standing beside Song Qingming. After hearing Song Qingming's question, she smiled and replied:

"I guess fellow daoist must have many puzzles in his heart. Why not come over and let's sit down first, then I will explain to you in detail."

Seeing the white-robed woman's charming smile, Song Qingming, whose gaze had been attracted, was also slightly stunned for a moment before nodding with a smile and, under the guidance of the two maidservants, arrived in front of the white-robed woman.

Just after the two took their seats, the white-robed woman clapped her hands lightly, and more than ten young women with delicate appearances immediately walked out from both sides of the hall.

These women were all dressed in bright clothes, with white jade-like appearances, and their looks were also not inferior to the two maidservants who had been serving beside Song Qingming.

After arriving in the middle of the hall, spiritual light moved on these young girls, and they began to perform their respective duties, playing various musical instruments that suddenly appeared in their hands. Soon, clear and pleasant music that made people feel very comfortable rang out in the hall, making Song Qingming, who heard it, gradually reveal a look of intoxication in his eyes.

Seeing the smile on Song Qingming's face that had never stopped, a trace of satisfaction flashed in the white-robed woman's eyes. She took out a very exquisite silver pot, poured a cup of fragrant tea on the table, and cast a spell to send it in front of Song Qingming.

"Fellow daoist, coming from ten thousand li away to the Heaven-Reaching Pavilion, is there something you seek in your heart?"

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