Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

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"Wandu Lake?" Cui Heng thought for a while after hearing the words, and said solemnly, "I remember that Wandu Lake should be one of the origins of the Plague Palace?"

"That's right." Lanta nodded and said, "According to the records of the classics, Wandutan is one of the two major inheritances brought from the original stars by the Plague Palace 120,000 years ago, and it contains supreme mysteries.

"Therefore, the headmasters of all dynasties have cultivated in the Pond of Ten Thousand Poisons, and have comprehended the Dao Rhyme and Dharma principles in it, trying to break through the level of saints and become the true king of saints.

"Moreover, we have many unique martial arts, which can only be practiced with the help of the water in the Wandu Lake. Now that the Wandu Lake has changed, it is no longer possible to draw water. If things go on like this, most of our martial arts will be useless.

"This matter is related to the continuation of our inheritance. It is extremely urgent. The younger generation has no choice but to dare to come to disturb Xianzun Qingjing and ask Xianzun to help."

"I once promised to Zhu Changsheng that if there is any problem that the Palace of Plagues can't solve, you can come to me for help." Cui Heng nodded lightly and smiled, "I am not someone who breaks my word, so I will naturally help."

"Thank you Immortal Venerable, thank you Immortal Venerable!" Ranta thanked him with excitement, and bowed again and again.

"Let's go." Cui Heng stood up.

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In the past tens of thousands of years, after several wars, the Plague Palace has been far away from the region where civilization is located.

To this day, although the Palace of Plagues is still one of the three immortal gates of Chongyang, it is located deep in the 100,000 mountains in the southern border.

There are countless quarrying trees around the periphery, and there are even strange formations to arrange suspicious formations. There is almost no trace of human civilization.

If it wasn't for someone's guidance, even a saint who has been unified by all methods might not be able to pass through the layers of doubts and terrain.

Not to mention that the mountain gate station where the Plague Palace was actually found.

However, with Lanta, the acting headmaster, naturally there is no such thing as finding a way out.

The two passed through a narrow and damp passage very smoothly, and then suddenly they were enlightened, as if they had come to a new world. There were exotic flowers and plants everywhere, and giant trees were towering.

There is a tall and magnificent palace in the center surrounded by giant trees.

It is the Plague Palace.

In the past, there were actually a lot of disciples around the Plague Palace.

Because the Plague Palace itself is equivalent to a treasure with a very high essence, if you practice around it, you will get twice the result with half the effort, and the huge open space around the palace is also set aside for this reason.

But now there is no one in a radius of more than ten miles around the Plague Palace, and everyone is hiding far away.

At this time, the Plague Palace was being enveloped by colorful and strange mist, which spread out for a distance of seven or eight miles.

And the mist is obviously highly poisonous.

The trees planted in front of the palace have all withered to death.

As soon as Lanta appeared, many disciples of the Plague Palace rushed over, including men and women, Xuanxian and Jinxian, and a few Wuji Jinxian.

"Elder Lanta, you're finally back. The mist in the Wandu Pond just now has become more intense."

"Yeah, even Jinxian can't bear the fog in Wandu Lake now. If Taiyi Xuanxian accidentally took a breath, he would be unconscious on the spot."

"There is also the Plague Sword. After you left, the Plague Sword seemed to be stimulated by something. It was unsheathed and suspended in the hall of the Plague Palace."

All those who spoke were Wuji Jinxian.

Now the fog that wraps the Plague Palace can't affect Wuji Jinxian, they can still go in to investigate the situation, but the more they investigate, the more frightened they become.

The situation keeps getting worse.

At this time, someone noticed Cui Heng and couldn't help asking Lanta, "Elder Lanta, who is this?"

Zhu Changsheng did not mention the existence of Zhang Cui Heng, because the people in the Palace of Plagues did not know Cui Heng's existence, but Lanta went out this time to seek help. Now he brought back someone who should be here to help.

"This is Senior Cui, and the headmaster respects him as a high immortal." Lanta briefly introduced Cui Heng, and then saluted respectfully, "Please also ask the high immortal to take action and save me from the Plague Palace."

Everyone present was shocked when they heard the words, and they all looked at Cui Heng.

Does the headmaster respect him as an immortal? !

For the disciples of the Plague Palace, this description is a bit exaggerated. The headmaster is already a saint who is unified by all dharmas. What kind of existence can be respected by him as an immortal?

The pinnacle of the sixth realm, or is it the legendary supreme being who stepped onto the seventh realm?

When did Chongyang have such a powerful character?

"Come in with me first." Cui Heng nodded lightly, stared at the colorful mist, and said solemnly, "These mists are not simple."

Under the perception of his divine sense, the essence of these mists is clearly visible.

However, these laws and Dao rhymes are not strong, just a little bit of thin power, not very powerful, as if they are escaping from a huge body.

If there is anything special, it is that these laws and rhymes are extremely spiritual, just like living creatures, and they are constantly becoming richer and stronger.

To solve these problems of fog diffusion, it is actually very simple.

Just find the subject and seal it up.

But Cui Heng had to pay attention to the fact that he had a strong spirituality. The power of law has spirituality, which is a very clear characteristic of the Nascent Soul.

If the mist spreads out from the Wandu Pond, doesn't it mean that the Wandu Pond has an essence equivalent to the Nascent Soul Stage?

This is a bit exaggerated.

After all, according to the classic records of the Plague Palace, even in its heyday, the Plague Palace did not have a creator, and where did it come from, and where did it come from, which is essentially equivalent to the Nascent Soul period treasure?

With such doubts in his heart, Cui Heng walked directly to the Plague Palace.

Ranta followed him without hesitation.

"Elder be careful." Someone hurriedly reminded him, worried that Lanta didn't know that the toxicity of the mist had increased.

But before he finished speaking, the colorful mist began to dissipate rapidly.

After Cui Heng walked into the fog, the fog around him, front and back, left and right dissipated instantly, and the fog within ten meters around him was emptied, without any toxicity.

"This, what kind of means is this?!"

All the disciples of the Plague Palace were shocked. They had already tried to disperse the fog.

But because of the extremely high nature of these mists, even the Promise Golden Immortal couldn't dispel them, and could only watch helplessly as the mist increased.

Now, seeing that someone could actually clear the ten meters of fog around him while walking, he was suddenly shocked, and there was great hope in his heart.

"Xianzun Shenwei." Lanta couldn't help but exclaimed. She also tried to dispel the mist, but it didn't work at all.

"It's just a small trick." Cui Heng shook his head gently.

For him, as long as the spirituality of these laws is suppressed, they can be easily gathered and dispersed without much effort.

But if we want to cure it, we still have to go to Wandu Lake to have a look.

The two soon came to the Plague Palace.

The moment they stepped into the front door—

Zheng!

Hearing the trembling of a sword cry, the poisonous air in the void instantly condensed together, and turned into a green sword light that suddenly fell from the sky.

"It's the Plague Sword!" Lanta exclaimed in disbelief, and hurriedly used her strength to try to stop it.

"Huh..." But at this moment, Cui Heng let out a light breath.

In the next instant, the green sword light collapsed on the spot, turning into countless pieces of light smashing and scattered, and the countless poisonous gas also dissipated.

Then, I saw a three-foot long sword glowing with green light falling from the sky. After a slight tremor, the brilliance dimmed.

"It's because of the spiritual manipulation in the mist, which repels all those who dispel the mist." Cui Heng glanced at the Plague Sword on the ground and said lightly, "It's not damaged yet, but it is estimated that it will take thousands of years to restore it."

"Many, thank you Xianzun for your kindness." Lanta respectfully saluted.

She was so frightened that her whole body was soaked in cold sweat just now.

Although he was unaware of the sudden attack by the Venomous Sword, this kind of thing is difficult to explain.

If Cui Heng pursued it seriously, not to mention destroying the Plague Sword, it would not be an exaggeration to destroy the Plague Palace on the spot.

Now it's just crippling the Plague Sword, which is a great kindness.

After a while, the two came to the deepest part of the Plague Palace~www.novelmt.com~, where the Wandu Pond is located.

This is an empty hall. In the center is a water pool with a radius of 30 meters. The water inside is glowing with colorful rays of light, and a cloud of mist emerges from it.

"Shangxian, this is the Wandu Pond." Lanta pointed to the pond water channel, "On weekdays, the pond water only glows, and there is no fog, and it will not spread out of the Plague Palace."

"This thing..." Cui Heng's consciousness spread out, sensing the breath of Wandu Pond, and his brows suddenly wrinkled, "Is this the root treasure of your Plague Palace?"

"Yes." Lanta nodded, not understanding why Cui Heng suddenly asked such a question.

"Yeah." Cui Heng nodded lightly, and did not say more, but approached the Wandu Pond step by step, looked down to explore it, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said solemnly, "This Wandu Pond is not a dead thing. "

"What?!" Ranta was stunned and subconsciously said, "How is that possible?"

The Palace of Plague, which has been passed down for thousands of years as the root treasure, is actually alive?

How could such a thing happen.

If it wasn't for Cui Heng to say this, she would definitely refute it immediately.

But now this situation makes her a little overwhelmed.

"It is indeed affected by some kind of influence, and this influence has made him have the characteristics of being alive again." Cui Heng stared at the Wandu Pond, and his eyes gradually glowed with golden light, as if he could see through all falsehoods.

From his point of view, the colorful water of the Wandu Pond suddenly became clear, and the water waves flowing inside actually reflected the mountains and rivers.

An incomparably vast world!