Chapter 1123: Fishing for the Immortal Palace with Destiny

When the relic entered the sea, it didn't cause much disturbance, but after diving into the sea, it quickly started to squirm and turned into a tadpole with a big tail. It happily shook its round head and chased after the old man who had taken away the black jar. passed by, but he himself still stayed on the sea. He seemed to be angered by those who provoked him. He drove the skull and ran rampant, knocking everyone in sight into the sea. He looked ferocious, but surprisingly , the prisoner's heart cliff master no longer looked at him!

This also made Fang Xing even more certain that the life and death of these clansmen was not what the Master of Prisoner's Heart Cliff was concerned about at all!

On the sea, the tadpole swam so fast that it was far away from the old man who was holding the jar and sneaking away in mid-air. From the side, people gradually began to fly out and followed him all the way. In other words, they were protecting him. They were all well-educated people. They ran forward with solemn expressions, looking around all the time, but they didn't expect that the pursuers were actually in the sea!

This is also the magical power brought by Fang Xing's Wanling Dan. This tadpole is just an ordinary clone of him. When Bai Qianzhang was in the golden elixir realm, he could already flexibly use this kind of small magic. Fang Xing is now His cultivation level is already higher than that of Bai Qianzhang of Qingyun Sect, but he can't compare with Uncle Eleven in terms of intensive study of spells. However, he is very familiar with using this kind of small spells, and even if he is an ordinary clone, with Based on the Panacea Pill, it can also exert far better effects than ordinary monks!

His all-purpose elixir was refined by the spirits of all demons, so the source of the elixir is different for each one. The relic he threw down was left by a frog demon during the demon-chasing battle, so it turned into a magical elixir. After becoming an ordinary clone, he becomes a tadpole...

Of course, if Fang Xing attaches his demon soul to it and slowly refines it, what will emerge will be a living version of himself.

Little talk was said, but Fang Xing followed the old man as he swam all the way. From time to time, monks would come to join him after escaping. A dozen people gathered in front and behind him, rushing forward in a hurry. They were afraid of being caught by others. After discovering that they did not dare to escape to high altitudes, they just walked close to the sea. After traveling about a thousand miles, the group stopped, looked around to see if there were any followers, and even held up a few soul-detecting talismans. , but Fang Xing’s breath masking technique is very clever, and these soul-detecting talismans refined by Nascent Soul can’t do anything to him!

"No one is around, open it!"

Beside the old man in black, someone could no longer hold himself back and urged him urgently.

"Back off!"

The old man glared at the talkative person and shouted, and everyone around him immediately backed away.

At this moment, the old man let out a deep breath, then put his hand on the black jar and recited a spell in a low voice. After a while, the sea water below suddenly rolled, and a piece of rock emerged from the bottom of the sea. It was the size of a small mountain, and it was so dark that there was nothing special about it. But when the few people saw the reef, they were extremely excited and hurriedly came over.

Then, the old man in black came forward, slapped his palm on the rock a few times, and then saw a spiritual light, and a portal that allowed people to bend in and out appeared from the rock. The old man in black He immediately stepped in, and the people behind him crowded in for fear of being left behind. Fang Xing also took advantage of this opportunity, rolled up a canopy of waves, and followed in.

Boom boom boom!

After stepping into the portal on the reef, I felt that the sky was spinning and the surroundings had changed. What appeared in front of me was a huge cave. In front of me were huge stalagmites, like fangs, weird. There is a secluded forest, and between the stalagmites, a path leads to the front. I don’t know where it is. The surroundings are wet and the air is salty. It must be a secret cave somewhere under the sea!

Even Fang Xing couldn't help but secretly marvel. He really felt that this place was mysterious and could be transformed by a very powerful formation technique. Although he didn't practice formation techniques, he could somewhat understand that this place was a natural cave, but it was transformed by formation techniques. People used great magic power to collect it and create an independent world, and then used that rock as a portal to connect the big world. If you want to go in and out, you can only pass through that rock. Otherwise, this world will not exist. It's not in the same place as the world they usually live in, and they can never be found!

"This is the Little Thousand Worlds?"

It seems that many Mongolian people came here for the first time and couldn't help but marvel.

"Yes, this is the result of the hard work of our Qiuxinya ancestors for generations. It is very different from the small thousand worlds spoken by the orthodox people outside. This place is a unique world. Once we enter here, it will be impossible for outsiders to find us. Finally Get out of trouble!"

The old man in black breathed a long sigh of relief when he entered the room, and raised his sleeves to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

"What plan did our ancestors set up here? Even the previous young master didn't let us know, and he specifically told us to escape as much as possible, and then follow you into this place... In addition to retaining the power of our Qiuxinya lineage, Besides, what else does it mean?”

Someone who was calmer and seemed to be here for the first time asked hurriedly.

"Oh, how can the ancestor's handiwork be imagined by you? You will understand if you go forward!"

The old man in black sneered, did not answer, waved his sleeves, and continued to walk forward.

The rest of the Mongolian monks hurriedly followed, not leaving even an inch.

After finally following him here, Fang Xing naturally couldn't lose him. It was just that he was out of the sea water, but he was wagging a big tail and naturally couldn't catch up. However, it was not difficult. After thinking about it for a while, his body trembled. , but turned into a little toad the size of a fingertip, with a small tail still left. It jumped up and down, but it could keep up with the Mongolian people who were hurried forward.

The location of this small world is dangerous and the roads are complicated. Even the old man in black only hurried on with extreme caution and had no time to care about him. The other Mongolian people were even more curious and frightened, and there was no one else. Notice the little toad in the back.

After traveling for about ten miles, they came to a vast underground castle. In front of them, a dark hall suddenly appeared, about a hundred feet high, sitting alone in the center of the cave. The aura was very strange, and the outside was covered with water. Covered with frost, it can be seen that the temperature is extremely low, but through the black shell, the inside of the castle is flashing with red fire, and it looks like fine iron has been burned red...

"arrive……"

When the old man in black saw the black hall, he became a little excited and followed quickly.

"Here...here is..."

A Mongolian monk exclaimed and hurriedly stepped forward, asking in shock.

"This is where the ancestor used destiny as bait to fish for the Immortal Palace!"

The old man in black seemed a little excited and a little proud, and said in a deep voice as he walked.

"Destiny is used as bait to fish for immortality?"

The Mongolian monks were stunned for a moment, with a hint of awe in their voices.

"Yes, it's a pity. Ancestor could have succeeded, but he didn't expect to be messed up by that scum of the human race. Alas, he set up such a poisonous plan and brought about the disaster of destruction for me, Prisoner's Heart Cliff. I have no choice, Ancestor This is the only last resort, let me wait to remedy the situation!"

The old man in black walked faster and faster, striding to the front of the black hall.

"Who is coming?"

Above the black gate, there are two relief sculptures of soldiers, standing majestically on the gate. In front of the gate, there are four black stone platforms, with an old man sitting cross-legged on each of them, as the group of them approached. Thousands of feet later, the four old men on the stone platform opened their eyes at the same time, each with a giant bow in their hands, and the fierce arrows were pointed directly at their group.

"Four venerables, don't be surprised, it's me!"

The old man in black hurriedly raised the black jar and shouted in a low voice toward the front.

"Why do I feel a strange breath?"

When the four old men saw that it was them, they slowly put down their bows and arrows, but they were obviously still very vigilant and swept around.

"This is the first time for these juniors!"

The old man in black hurriedly explained and pointed to the monks behind him.

"It turns out to be the four elders in the clan who are second only to the ancestors in cultivation. They have disappeared for several years, and they are here!"

When the juniors saw these four old men, they were also extremely surprised and hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.

"In that case, let's go in!"

The four venerables glanced over their faces with piercing eyes, and finally nodded slowly, shooting out four divine lights at the same time.

The huge black door slowly opened with a creak, and the old man in black quickly stepped in. The monks behind him were frightened by the looks of the four venerables, and they also hurriedly followed. The last one was glared at by a venerable, and he broke out in a cold sweat. However, he did not expect that after entering the hall and the black door was closed again, something rolled out from under the corner of his robe. I caught a little toad, jumped hastily, and hid it aside. Fortunately, no one noticed it.

It was cold and cold outside, but after entering the hall, I immediately felt extremely hot.

When they looked closely, the group of Mongolian juniors were all shocked. In the main hall, there was a magma lake. It was bubbling and emitting terrible heat. In the lake, there were vertical There were more than a dozen huge copper pillars, and a black stone platform was surrounded in the middle of the pillars. What was even more terrifying was that on each of the dozen huge copper pillars, there was actually a person tied up.

"Elder, those people tied to the pillars are..."

A young Mongolian looked at it intently for a while, then was suddenly startled and asked in a trembling voice.

"Haha, if you want to fish in Immortal Palace, how can you do it without bait?"

Not surprised, the old man in black walked along a long and narrow black bridge to the black stone platform. He respectfully placed the jar in the center of the stone platform, then straightened up and looked at the people tied to the pillars. He glanced at it and sneered in a low voice: "Yes, they are the group of distinguished guests who came to our prisoner's heart cliff to take refuge half a year ago. They are also the...baits that our ancestors are fishing for now!"