Chapter 590 Painting Screen

Li Xuanfeng saw his appearance and frowned slightly. He looked at Si Yuanli flying very fast without any vigilance. He thought to himself:

"This person has something to rely on. He is so confident. He has been protected by a real person for many years. Therefore, he is naive and careless and has no vigilance."

The people of the Si family are low-key and introverted in the sect. Li Xuanfeng has not seen many of them. He has never had any contact with Si Yuanli before and has never heard of his name. He is afraid that he is a reckless person and will hurt himself in the end.

He followed closely behind, holding the golden bow in his hand, scanning with tiger eyes, and running pupil skills, scanning from a lake scene. The two flew for only a dozen breaths, and soon saw the vague green palace on the water, and a golden light was hazy above.

"Shi Xiu!"

Shi Xiu's golden light was not difficult to identify. Si Yuanli saw it clearly at a glance, and a look of disgust rose on his face. He looked at Li Xuanfeng and whispered:

"Brother Xuanfeng, don't let him get ahead!"

Li Xuanfeng was naturally not afraid of offending Shi Xiu. The golden string hummed, and a golden arrow jumped out of his waist. He condensed the energy neatly and neatly, and the string hummed. Just then he loosened his fingers, and the golden light in the distance flew out like a flower rain.

"Your mother... Who is this evil! How dare you use evil magic to harm me!"

The golden light shouted coldly and jumped up from the air. Li Xuanfeng and the other man arrived in an instant. He looked over and bumped into the old monk in the golden light. He raised the golden bow in his hand and pointed at this person.

"Old monk... I..."

The monk's eyes were gloomy, and blazing anger shot out from his eyes. He met his cold gaze, and his tone softened. His fierce eyes turned into fear in the blink of an eye, and he said in horror:

"Li Xuanfeng!"

"I... I don't want to have a grudge with you, you are my friend, this fate belongs to you!"

He escaped into the golden light and fled away, leaving behind a series of flower rains, obviously he couldn't cover up his injuries in time.

The brilliance on Li Xuanfeng's string slowly dissipated. There was no telling how much fighting there would be here. He no longer wasted his mana on this beast. Si Yuanli glanced sideways, paused for a full breath, and then said:

"You are my friend... Brother Xuanfeng... please..."

The two went down together and stopped in front of the hall. Si Yuanli just waved his sleeves and pushed open the door of the hall. There was a large table in the middle of the hall, with several jade chairs, luxurious and generous, surrounding an incense burner, antique and clean.

"Xuan..."

Si Yuanli just opened his mouth when he saw Li Xuanfeng whispering:

"Daoyou, hurry up, collect your things, and quickly go to the center."

"Okay."

Si Yuanli paused, and quickly walked forward along the corridor on the water. Li Xuanfeng watched his spiritual consciousness quickly sweep through the entire hall, and one magic weapon after another flew into the storage bag, emitting a colorful light in the air. He stuffed them into the storage bag without missing a single one.

Li Xuanfeng immediately understood this man's temperament. He raised his hand and looked at the screen in the center of the hall. There was a picture of a man in armor on it, holding a strange beast in each hand, turning his head to look at him, with a heroic spirit.

The screen was indeed an ordinary screen, nothing special, except that the person painted on it was very majestic, and there was a line of small characters on the side, the handwriting was graceful:

"【Emperor Liang established the country】, presented to Brother Jiang."

At the end, it was signed:

"Chen Xuanli."

Li Xuanfeng looked at it with interest and picked it up casually. Si Yuanli had just collected the treasures in the hall, and hurried to the front, looked at the thing in his hand, and asked:

"Daoyou, this is..."

"It looks interesting."

Li Xuanfeng took it, and the two of them flew up together without stopping, rushing to the center at a high speed. The lake scene under their feet quickly passed by, and after flying for about ten breaths, another palace appeared in front of them.

This palace was smaller than the previous one, but Si Yuanli was very interested and took the lead to fly down. Li Xuanfeng had to follow him down, and his spiritual consciousness quickly swept into the hall, and it was indeed empty.

Si Yuanli looked regretful. Li Xuanfeng looked at him and said softly:

"Daoyou, you don't have to do this. These palaces look like this. Most of them must have been visited by people. We shouldn't delay any longer. We should go to the cliff in the center immediately. If we delay any longer, we might not get anything."

Si Yuanli flew up with him, showing a little embarrassment, as if he had some concerns. After a few breaths, he nodded and sighed:

"Daoyou is right! Let's move forward quickly!"

Although Li Xuanfeng kept looking forward, he secretly paid attention to his expression. As if thinking about something, the two people's escape lights instantly pulled out two long tails in the air and flew straight to the cliff.

After about half an incense stick of time, the cliff suddenly appeared in front of him. Li Xuanfeng vaguely saw someone falling down, and nodded secretly in his heart:

"Although [Daning Palace] is vast, it can't be compared with the cave heaven. The cultivators are not ordinary people. Wherever they go, they are like locusts passing through. It's been less than an incense stick of time since they entered the cave heaven, leaving only a few palaces on the mountain to plunder."

Everyone will definitely fight on the mountain. This is the highlight of this cave heaven. It will no longer be like the initial procrastination in exploring the cave heaven, where no one can be seen for several days.

And from what he saw along the way, he understood that perhaps it was the change of heaven and earth, the intervention of Zifu, or some other problem. None of the formations of [Daning Palace] were effective. They all became decorations. The cultivators came and went freely, just like strolling in their own backyard.

This cliff is the center of [Daning Palace] and the most critical place in the entire fairy palace. However, when he looked up, there were still very few lights on the entire cliff, so few that they could be counted on one hand. They were still dim and could be ended with a few arrows.

"It's so comfortable... It can't be compared with the [Mirage Sky] of Qingsong Temple... The direct descendants of the various families have their own methods, and everything has been paved by Zifu. The real thing lies in the struggle between each other..."

He only took out the bow and landed with Si Yuanli. His spiritual consciousness swept across the sky. The whole mountain was full of green palaces. He found a palace nearby to settle down. Si Yuanli hurriedly followed him and finally became a little vigilant.

Li Xuanfeng fell into the hall. Suddenly, his face was cold and cold. A strong spiritual energy rushed to his face. The array eye in the middle of the hall was emitting pure spiritual energy, which was so rich that it turned into [Xiaoqing spiritual energy], rushing out of the hall, flowing out a white.

There were four large tripods around the array eye in the hall, all emitting white gas, with a dazzling treasure and a luxurious jade throne. Above the hall was a huge but finely carved fairy throne, and on both sides were six green square tripods, piled with various spiritual objects.

Two square tripods had been overturned in front of the steps, lying in a mess, with a jingling sound of falling gems, and dazzling and almost intoxicating colorful lights shining over, making it difficult to open your eyes.

There were already several monks standing in the hall, confronting each other, but Li Xuanfeng's eyes were not on them, but quickly passed these monks and fell on the back screen behind the immortal throne.

This back screen emitted a faint green light, and the whole body was made of dark green, with complex runes painted on the edges. There were a total of eight painted screens, blocking the spiritual consciousness and not being able to see the back.

This back screen seemed to have a unique charm, which caught his eyes at once, and it was difficult to move away. The eight sides were connected to each other, and the whole looked like a hall, which made people dizzy. Before Li Xuanfeng had time to take a closer look, the familiarity brought to him by the hall made him unable to move his eyes away.

"This is..."

This strong sense of familiarity made him feel a throbbing in his heart. He had never seen it before, but this simple shape had a sense of familiarity. His eyes followed the painting screen to the last one, which showed the scenery outside the hall. The painting showed a man listening carefully outside the hall.

Until this moment, Li Xuanfeng's mind was shocked, and he finally remembered where this familiar feeling came from. He had clearly seen the scenery outside the hall. It was painted in black and green [Chongyuan Dafeng], and the pine forest seemed to be swaying slightly in the wind...

"Chongming Hall! The six sons of Chongming are on this screen!"

He quickly retracted his gaze and swept back to the hall as if nothing had happened. Several monks in the hall looked at him one after another, some with demonic energy, some with true fire, and some with light, and their eyes were fixed on him.

Li Xuanfeng narrowed his gray eyes and swept over mercilessly, completely ignoring the warnings in the eyes of several people. He stepped forward openly and stepped into the hall with one foot, holding a bow in one hand and one hand behind his back.

Si Yuanli followed closely behind him, looking a little nervous. The long sword in his hand was shining brightly, almost sticking to his armor, and his eyes were fixed on the four large tripods in the center.

"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Xuanfeng..."

The atmosphere in the hall was deadlocked for a while, and finally someone spoke. This person was wearing a dark red robe and holding a horse lance in his hand. It was Gao Fangjing of the True Fire Dao Sect.

Many demon cultivators and Buddhist cultivators were already suspicious when they saw his dress, and they were afraid of his words. They looked away one by one and looked at each other as if nothing had happened.

Li Xuanfeng beat Murong Wushen to death in a quarter of an hour, smashed Yu Qian's body, and tore the monster with his hands, causing a bloody rain, which shocked the northern demon cultivators.

Later, he even forced his way into the Tangshe Capital of Buddhism, pushing his reputation to the peak. Several demon cultivators had never seen him in person, but they had heard his name and knew that he was not easy to mess with, so they were unwilling to confront him.

Gao Fangjing looked around, the true fire on his body burning, and finally spoke:

"You don't have to drag it out like this, there will be more and more cultivators coming. If you drag it out any longer, even if you are strong, how much can you grab? How much will you suffer?"

After he finished speaking, he raised the horse spear in his hand high and said with a smile:

"Now that fellow Daoist Xuanfeng has come, there are eight of us here, why not fight two by two and take a tripod each!"

This was said clearly, and he didn't treat Si Yuanli as a human being at all. Hearing him, he choked silently. Li Xuanfeng just stretched out his hand to protect him and said softly:

"Fellow Daoist, just protect yourself."

Before he finished speaking, a brilliant light exploded in the hall. Li Xuanfeng took a step forward and grabbed the nearest tripod with one hand. He raised his eyebrows slightly and found that no one was willing to compete with him.

Instead, the two nearby demon cultivators looked at each other, and suddenly they jumped up, one releasing billowing purple air, and the other raising demonic smoke, surrounding Gao Fangjing, who was full of true fire, and making a violent roar.

‘There is an acquaintance…’

Li Xuanfeng could see clearly that one hand had already lifted the big tripod. The big tripod was dark green, warm to the touch, and covered with bird and animal patterns, dragons and phoenixes flying, very gorgeous.

And one of the demon cultivators who besieged Gao Fangjing was practicing the ‘Purple Qi’, and it was Murong Gong, who had fought with him a few days ago. His figure was hiding in the purple cloud, and a demonic light was released.

"Hahahaha..."

Gao Fangjing laughed in anger, the lance in his hand was burning like a hot spiritual flame, emitting a dazzling golden red glow, and he shouted in a low voice:

"Old Murong has always been despicable and shameless! I knew you would do this!"

The seven best foundation builders fought in the hall, and a huge roar broke out. Golden and white light, immortal energy and demonic energy, intertwined and gushed out, but the hall was as stable as a mountain, and it did not move.

"Boom!"

As several people attacked, a huge roar was heard from the distance almost at the same time, and the entire Daning Palace had a chain reaction. The places that were calm as water a moment ago and silently confronted each other suddenly became chaotic. The spirit was twisted and twisted, and there was chaos.

Li Xuanfeng weighed the big tripod. Not only was it tightly covered and difficult to shake, but even the spiritual consciousness could not detect it. It silently emitted a mysterious brilliance. There seemed to be another world inside, and it could not be stored in the storage bag.

He had no interest in this big tripod. After all, no matter how good the things in it were, they would not fall into his hands in nine out of ten cases. Si Yuanli's eyes were almost glued to this big tripod. Li Xuanfeng handed the tripod to him lightly and whispered:

"Follow me closely!"

Si Yuanli nodded hurriedly, and the satisfaction on his face was about to fly out of his face. How could he be unwilling? He murmured:

"Daoyou are so kind! I will definitely speak a few good words for you in front of the ancestor, and I will definitely reward you generously when you leave the cave heaven..."

Li Xuanfeng responded intermittently, but his spiritual consciousness was silently locked on the painting screen behind the fairy throne, and did not focus on him.

This treasure may have been stimulated by many magic lights and magic lights. The dark green painting screen is now more vivid, somewhat close to the vicissitudes of copper green. It is standing steadily behind the hall, and it is not shaken by the residual power of the magic power.

Li Xuanfeng no longer hesitated, his eyes did not stay on the piles of treasures on the ground, and his body quickly flew to the fairy throne and grabbed the painting screen.

"Hmm?"

Li Xuanfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a white and gold pattern suddenly lit up on his chin, flowing down along his chest, turning into a simple and beautiful [Heavenly Gold Coat]. His two eyes also flashed with light, and he looked at it intently.

"Donor..."

A man suddenly appeared in front of him, quietly blocking him. This strong man had long and thin eyebrows, a clean and sleek head, and a golden cassock on his body. He looked over and said softly:

"I have heard of your name for a long time, and I yearn for you. But fate has played tricks on me, and I have not been able to meet you many times... Now I finally wait for you..."

Li Xuanfeng frowned and grabbed the golden bow with one hand. He didn't say a word to him. The golden light flowed, and five golden arrows jumped onto the golden string at the same time. The harsh buzzing sound resounded throughout the hall, making all the monks on the scene quiet down.

"Clang!"

I have been working on the extra chapters of the filling-in festival these days. I wrote until more than three o'clock last night. Some parts of the update are indeed a bit rough, and there are many typos in some places. I have finished writing today, and I will quickly come back to review it.

The plot of Daning Palace will end soon, and it will never be dragged on for ten or twenty chapters. Don't worry! If you have any suggestions, you can leave a message below and I will try my best to listen.^