Chapter 191 Taiyin True Fire! Kunwu Palace! The Three Kunwu Elders!
The restrictions of Kunwu Mountain were useless to Li Mufeng.

While the Ye family cultivators were still attacking the Wanxiu Gate, Li Mufeng had already entered the interior of Kunwu Mountain.

At this moment, in Kunwu Mountain, a head full of white hair stretched out, peeking out, looking a little funny.

When this person saw that there was no one here, he immediately jumped out from the barrier with a silver glow all over his body. Then he stepped on a huge disc, flew slowly towards the stone pavilion, landed on the top of the stone pavilion, and stood steadily.

At this time, the man raised his head, revealing a smooth face full of wrinkles but with small eyes.

It was the mysterious old man Xiang Zhili!
"This is Kunwu Mountain. Tsk tsk! The spiritual energy here is indeed extraordinary. But who would dare to open this seal when they have nothing better to do. If that thing is released, does he want the entire Dajin to be buried with him?"

"It's unlucky for me to be right next to here. I can't pretend I don't know." Xiang Zhili looked around and suddenly heard a faint roar. He couldn't help but jump up and down on the stone pavilion and cursed, looking gloomy.

"Since you know it's bad luck to come here, you still dare to come. I admire your courage." Just after Xiang Zhili stopped cursing, a sweet female voice suddenly came to his ears. The voice was delicate and gentle. , just like a lover calling out coquettishly.

But when Xiang Zhili heard this voice, he suddenly felt cold all over, and all his blood seemed to have stopped.

"Senior, you...you came out!" The old man swallowed his saliva and began to stutter.

"Come out? I have come out tens of thousands of years ago. But the three Kunwu elders used the strength of tens of thousands of people to set up this last layer of restriction, which is really not something I can tear open by myself. Otherwise, I would have gone out long ago. Why would I wait until now?" The woman's voice was still extremely gentle, but Xiang Zhili's face turned extremely pale in an instant.

"Impossible! Under the suppression of the two all-powerful magic treasures, this world cannot escape the Nine True Demon Subduing Formation. Moreover, the seal has already cracked. If you really escaped, you could have left this mountain long ago. Why are you still lingering here? Most likely, you have only a trace of consciousness that broke free, and you want to scare me away."

After Xiang Zhili panicked, he immediately remembered something and regained his composure in the blink of an eye.

"You know about the Jiuzhen Demon-Suppressing Formation and the Tongtian Lingbao! Are you the descendant of Kunwu's third son?" Although the woman's voice was still pleasant to the ear, her words suddenly became a bit colder.

"I am not a descendant of the three elders, the Three Sons of Kunwu, but there are indeed a few people in this world who know about the elders. I happen to be one of them."

As Xiang Zhili spoke, he kept looking around, looking cautious.

"Hmph! Don't look for anything. My true body is still trapped, but I won't let you ruin this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Just stay here for a few months."

Just as the woman finished saying this coldly, the space above the stone pavilion twisted, and then a white vortex appeared out of nowhere, and a large piece of colorful light suddenly emerged from the vortex and covered the old man.

"A fantastic celestial phenomenon!" Xiang Zhili's face changed drastically when he saw this scene. Without thinking, silver light flashed around his body and he turned into a beam of light and shot out.

However, the five-color ray of light rotated slightly, and a huge suction force suddenly emerged out of thin air, causing the old man's escape light to stagnate slightly.

Then the rays of light rolled past, and Xiang Zhili disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if this person had never been there.

"Dealing with a spirit being is so strenuous. It seems I need to sleep for a while longer. The more cultivators who can come here, the better. I hope that the day I wake up will be the day I can escape from this predicament." The woman murmured weakly for a few words, and then her voice suddenly disappeared.

the other side.

"This place feels so familiar." Yin Yue, who was lying on Li Mufeng's shoulder, looked around.

"Oh? Do you remember something new? Have you been here before?" Li Mufeng asked with a smile.

"I'm not sure, but I think I have been here, and I have a feeling that the amnesia may be related to this place!" Yin Yue said with a hint of hesitation in her voice.

"Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will be by your side." Li Mufeng said in a gentle voice, stroking Yin Yue's soft silver wolf hair with his hand.

But unfortunately, it is just the soul and there is no real feeling.

However, Yin Yue still lay on Li Mufeng's shoulder with a satisfied look on her face.

Li Mufeng is really different. No matter who is around him, he will give people a warm feeling. Yin Yue likes this feeling very much.

The old demon Qian from the Yinluo Sect outside also came here.

Speaking of it, Han Li and Yinluo Sect really have a bad fate. Both Li Mufeng and Han Li have the golden thunder bamboo magic weapon in their hands, but they are no match for Li Mufeng, so they set their sights on Han Li.

Now that Han Li has come to Dajin, he has been discovered by the Yinluo Sect again, and the two sides have become enemies again.

Although Han Li has lost many opportunities to Li Mufeng, to be honest, he has only gone from a late Nascent Soul puppet to an early Nascent Soul puppet.

Gold-eating bugs are things of the spiritual world.

Not only that, Han Li also has a level seven golden-backed demon mantis, twelve six-winged frost centipedes that have reached the "four-wing" level, and thirty-six swords that have been fused with the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword to form the Da Geng Sword Formation, which is even more powerful.

He was also carrying a replica of a magical treasure obtained from an ancient monk.

The Yinluo Sect suffered a loss at the hands of Han Li, and Sect Leader Fang had to handle the sect's affairs, so naturally the great elder, Old Demon Qian, had to get the upper hand.

"Huiming Pavilion, Xiangyun Hall, and Gouyutan Casting Hall. I remember it seemed to be a casting hall." Li Mufeng's eyes paused and stopped on a certain stone tablet.

He flew towards the direction of the Soul Casting Hall without looking back.

By the time the Ye family cultivators broke through the Gate of Ten Thousand Cultivators and removed other restrictions, Li Mufeng would probably have already explored the entire place.

After flying for a while, a white light curtain appeared in front of Li Mufeng. Looking through the light curtain, he saw a huge green wall behind him, which was six or seven feet high and completely covered the back.

But facing the stone steps, there is a tall stele tower, and you can faintly see a large number of buildings behind the wall. On the conspicuous top of the stele tower, the three characters "Zhuling Hall" are written in silver powder.

Seeing the white light curtain, Li Mufeng grinned, put one hand on it, and then a passage opened without any effort at all.

Li Mufeng knew that the other attics were empty, so he entered one and went straight to his destination.

Soon, he appeared in front of a stone temple.

This stone hall does not look very big, only about a hundred feet wide, but it is red all over, as if a layer of flame is burning on the entire surface of the stone hall.

"The Spiritual Transformation Hall should be here."

Li Mufeng looked at the fiery red plaque hanging above the palace door and muttered to himself in a low voice.

Although he was just standing outside the stone hall, a hot breath was already blowing towards him from inside the hall.

As soon as he walked into the hall, he heard a thunderous sound in his ears, which made Han Li narrow his eyes and quickly glanced inside the hall.

In the hall, which was dozens of feet wide, there were bursts of red clouds. There were more than a dozen fire pillars surrounding the hall, with lifelike red dragon statues coiled on them. Streams of red clouds spurted out from the dragon heads, condensing and covering a huge tripod in the middle of the hall.

This tripod is sixty or seven meters high and has a simple style. Compared with the tripods Han Li had seen before, it is a huge thing.

This object was calcined by the red glow and turned completely red. Its original color could no longer be seen. The scorching heat emanating from its surface made him feel as if he was in a volcano even though he was twenty or thirty feet away.

After entering this hall, not only did I feel dry mouth and tongue, but my exposed skin also immediately felt a tingling and burning sensation. However, after activating the icy power of the Ice Crystal Phoenix, this burning sensation disappeared without a trace.

The shadow of a phoenix with an ice-blue and ice-white complexion condensed behind him.

The terrifying low temperature swept across the entire stone hall, and the red dragon fire pillars that were originally spewing fire around it seemed to be frozen in an instant.

Li Mufeng pointed his palm at the giant cauldron. A huge white hand emerged above the cauldron and then grabbed the lid of the cauldron without any hesitation.

The giant tripod trembled slightly, and the red flames on the tripod rose several times, and instantly condensed into a red fire bird, spewing red flames to meet the big hand. A strange explosion sounded immediately when the two sides touched, and under the flashing red flames and white light, the fire bird actually resisted the white hand for a while, preventing it from being suppressed immediately.

After Li Mufeng output more mana and true energy, the giant white frost hand suddenly grew several times larger. With the tremendous force of five fingers, he finally crushed the red firebird with one hand, and then reached for the lid of the cauldron below without hesitation.

With a light "clang" sound, the magical power of this cauldron must be more than this, but after all, it was a spiritual object and had no master to drive it, so Li Mufeng easily knocked the lid of the cauldron several feet away, and there was a red light inside.

The moment the lid of the cauldron flew out, an extremely unpleasant bird cry was suddenly heard, and then a red light shot out from the cauldron and rushed straight to the top of the hall at an incredibly fast speed.

"Still want to run?!" Li Mufeng shouted quickly, and the speed of the white giant hand suddenly increased several times, directly grasping the firebird in the palm of his hand.

"It's the Taiyin True Fire!" Seeing the firebird, the little silver wolf that was originally lying on Li Mufeng's shoulder suddenly opened his eyes, showing a hint of disbelief.

"Master Mu Feng, your luck is really beyond compare. Add to that the Sun Essence Fire that you caught earlier, and the two fires are yin and yang. I can hardly imagine the power of this fire. I'm afraid that in the human world, nothing can't be burned."

Silver Moon exclaimed.

Compared to Yin Yue's surprise, Li Mufeng didn't care that much. This thing was just icing on the cake for him and he didn't need it.

"If you behave yourself in the future, these two flames will be given to you." Li Mufeng smiled and said meaningfully.

Hearing Li Mufeng's words, Silver Wolf was obviously stunned for a moment.

"Give it to me? Lord Mu Feng, if you can merge it with the yin and yang of the Sun's Essence Fire and truly refine it, the benefits will probably be far beyond your imagination. I'm afraid that the several types of fairy flames in the spirit world are no more than this."

"Spiritual world? It seems you remembered a lot of things." Li Mufeng said calmly.

When Silver Wolf heard this, he lay silently on Li Mufeng's shoulder, looking a little lonely, and was unwilling to answer this question.

Li Mufeng didn't care about this. He put away the giant tripod and the materials inside it and prepared to go to the next place.

Kunwu Hall.

Li Mufeng's current location should be the back half of the Kunwu Palace. The area is not too large, but in his direction there are two rows of more than a dozen wooden chairs of various styles forming a meeting hall.

At the end of these wooden chairs, there is another light golden chair placed in the middle, and next to this chair, there is a green desk about one meter high.

The chair was fine, being carved from an ordinary golden spiritual wood, but the desk was emerald green all over and exuding abundant spiritual energy. It was obvious at first glance that it was not an ordinary item. Moreover, at this moment it was covered by a layer of green light, and through this light cover one could vaguely see a few things placed on the jade table.

I think this is the treasure of Kunwu Palace.

Li Mufeng looked up at an inconspicuous painting hanging on the wall behind the light golden chair.

A picture of three people looking at the moon.

Three vague figures, a monk, a Taoist, and a Confucian, were in a bamboo forest, talking about something to the full moon.

Because this picture is only a few inches in size, the picture is slightly yellowish and dim, without any spiritual light at all.

If he remembered correctly, there was a spiritual power left by the three Kunwu elders in this picture to prevent others from taking away things here.

Looking at the three Kunwu elders in the picture, Li Mufeng shook his head imperceptibly. The three Kunwu elders, who were once powerful figures in this human world and even gave the ancient demon a lot of trouble, became unknown people after ascending to the spiritual world and had fallen for a long time.

This is the cruelty of the world of cultivating immortals. No matter how glorious and powerful you are in the human world, when you reach the spiritual world, there will be many people with more powerful supernatural powers than you.

He was originally a rare genius in cultivation, and was the founder and ancestor of a high and mighty sect, enjoying the worship of countless people.

But everything is different in the spiritual world.

The glory they once had disappeared. They relied on the support of thousands of cultivators to climb to their current high position, but after arriving in the spiritual world, they found that they had become one of the thousands of cultivators among others and were being sucked away.

God has his own way of retribution, no one can escape it!
He stretched out his right hand, and the blood-colored true energy spread in his palm. In an instant, the palm that was originally like white jade turned dark red and bloody.

Li Mufeng's right hand touched the silver light shield.

scoff-

After a shrill sound.

The silver light shield was corroded by Li Mufeng's blood-colored true essence, revealing the contents inside.

Four stacked blood-red wooden signs, a small purple sword, a palm-sized demon-subduing staff, a glowing red book, and an emerald green seal with a lifelike five-clawed dragon carved on its surface.

The blood-red wooden plaque is the natal plaque of the four beasts guarding Kunwu Mountain. The purple sword, the demon-subduing staff, and the red scroll are all likely to be the magic weapons left behind by the three elders of Kunwu, and they are of the highest grade spiritual treasures.

And that emerald green seal is the Dragon Seal.

Just as Li Mufeng was about to collect the items, the picture of the moon hanging above the chair suddenly glowed with light, and then three streams of yellow, white and red light burst out.

After the three rays of light circled above the desk, they transformed into three blurry little figures that were about a foot tall and floating lightly. However, they clearly looked like the Taoist, Confucian and monks in the previous picture of three people looking at the moon.

The six wooden gazes were all fixed on Li Mufeng in the distance, as if they were looking at a dead person.

"The Three Elders of Kunwu." Li Mufeng looked at his blood-red right hand that had just corroded the silver light shield.

"Is it because of my true essence, or because I am not a descendant of the Three Elders?"

The three little men remained silent while pointing at the small sword, the demon-subduing stick and the scroll on the table.

The three treasures bounced up with a buzzing sound, then trembled and turned into three shocking purple, yellow and red rainbows that shot out and immediately disappeared in the air in a flash, and instantly appeared in front of Li Mufeng the next moment.

The powerful blows came together at the same time, and even though Li Mufeng possessed the power of space, he was unable to react and had no time to dodge.

With a loud bang, the three-color light burst out, instantly submerging the green light. The piercing light was like the scorching sun, making it impossible to look directly at it.

But Li Mufeng, who was completely hit by the three-colored light, stood there unharmed, and a pair of golden wings behind him gradually dissipated.

"It's quite powerful, worthy of being a wisp of divine consciousness left behind by a cultivator in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm." Li Mufeng smiled slightly and praised.

After the attack, the spiritual thoughts left by the three Kunwu elders turned into starlight and disappeared from the world.

Li Mufeng flicked his sleeves and took away all the treasures.

"The next stop is the Demon Suppression Tower."

Demon-Suppressing Tower, eighth floor.

Li Mufeng appeared in front of two small teleportation arrays, one black and one white.

He looked at the two teleportation arrays. If he remembered correctly, the white one was for teleporting to see Long Meng, and it had the spiritual treasure Eight Spirit Ruler. The black one was for teleporting to see the ancient demon Yuansha Saint Ancestor, and it had the space spiritual treasure Black Wind Flag.

Without any hesitation, Li Mufeng stepped directly into the black ancient teleportation array.

(End of this chapter)