Chapter 121 The World in the Painting

Arriving in front of the palace, Ye Ran raised his hand and pushed open the door, but the sight inside made him frown.

The hall is empty except for a mural on the wall next to it.

"Where's the golden tree?"

"Is this really the Heavenly Palace?"

This result obviously made Ye Ran very dissatisfied. He spent so much effort looking for the Heavenly Palace, but found nothing in it.

Little Beijing stood in front of the mural and thought for a long time: "Judging from the information described on the mural, this place is undoubtedly the Heavenly Palace."

"Let me take a look. This mural should be talking about what happened after Zhang Daoling came to the mirror world."

"The animal skin map explains the first half, and this mural explains the second half."

"After Zhang Daoling left Mihundang, he came to the mirror world. When he discovered the mystery here, he brought many believers here."

"The meaning of the other half of the painting should be...Zhang Daoling planted the golden tree on the top of the mountain. In order to prevent others from finding it, he specially built a heavenly palace to hide it from others."

"There are three corridors behind the Heavenly Palace. One of them can lead to the location of the Golden Tree. The other two roads are vaguely described, but judging from the skulls and flames above, they are probably dead ends."

Little Beijing explained while watching. Ye Ran was not idle either. He stared at the three paths on the mural and fell into deep thought. He did not remember that there was such a formation in the Taoist book.

After thinking about it, I decided to go to the back of the Tiangong first.

As expected, there are three corridors behind the Tiangong, but the roads are very narrow and bumpy, giving people the feeling that they will break if you step on them.

"Little beggar, can you sense the location of the golden tree?" Ye Ran turned around and asked.

The little beggar trotted over and looked at the three roads in front of him again and again, with obvious hesitation on his face.

Seeing her look like this, Ye Ran continued to ask: "You can't sense it?"

"No, these three roads all have the aura of the golden tree. I can't specifically sense the exact location." The little beggar shook his head and said a little disappointed.

Hearing what she said, Ye Ran was also very confused. The formation in front of him actually had such a confusing effect that even the people from the Golden Tribe could not confirm the specific location of the Golden Tree.

This insurance is really safe.

"If it doesn't work, let's try every road and take precautions in advance. If there is any problem, it won't be too late to pull back." Wild Wolf said.

The little beggar shook his head suddenly: "No, you can't come forward, someone will die."

Everyone fell silent again.

"If that doesn't work, I'll tie up two wraith dolls and let them explore the way."

This is the solution Ye Ran can think of at present.

The little beggar still shook his head and raised the resentful doll in his arms high: "Master, the doll fell asleep as soon as we got close to the palace."

Ye Ran did not give up and folded a paper crane. As a result, it flew less than half a meter and fell off the cliff.

There must be some special formation within the palace that directly restricts Taoism.

Just when they felt a headache, a cold voice echoed in their ears.

"The three roads are all illusions, and the mural is the entrance."

This sudden sound frightened everyone.

Little Beijing had the biggest reaction, shouting: "Damn it, senior, can you stop appearing and disappearing suddenly? It'll scare people to death!"

Gu Feng's eyes were still as pale as water, and he immediately turned around and walked into the hall.

Everyone followed him to the main hall and checked the mural in front of them several times, only to find that it was just an ordinary mural.

A brown halo appeared on Gu Feng's palm, and he patted the mural in front of him.

The mural, which was originally a dead object, was given life at this moment.

Everything above seems to come alive, the clouds are floating, and the little people are moving.

"This, this, this... I didn't expect that there is such a mechanism in a mural. It's really eye-opening." Little Beijing, who has always been well-informed, couldn't help but marvel at this moment.

In just that moment, Gu Feng jumped up and jumped into the painting.

Ye Ran immediately turned around and said, "Don't wander around. Just stay here while the little beggar and I go in."

After saying that, he held the little beggar's shoulders and pulled him into the painting.

Ye Ran's vision was extremely blurry at this moment, and his head was spinning. When he was about to vomit, he fell heavily to the ground.

"Are you okay?"

He looked at the little beggar beside him and made sure that the little guy was okay before he got up.

The location they are currently in is the corridor in front of the palace.

The surrounding environment was exactly the same, the only difference was that someone was passing by and staring at them with strange eyes.

In the square of the main hall, there was an old man with an immortal spirit sitting in front of the Tai Chi furnace. He did not slowly open his eyes until the three of them approached.

"I didn't expect that someone in the future would be able to decipher the secret of the Heavenly Palace."

"That's all. Being able to successfully enter the painting shows that you are quite capable."

"But...you have no chance to meet the golden tree, so you can only go here."

The old man smiled lightly and spoke with a leisurely and contented look, as if he didn't think much of the three of them.

Ye Ran didn't speak. This was a world in a painting. Logically speaking, they were all fictional characters, but the person in front of him seemed to have some grasp of reality.

Could this old guy be Zhang Daoling?

If it is true, it is not surprising. After all, he can calculate the past and present, and he has the power to reach the sky.

But the problem is that even if he is really Zhang Daoling, the world in the painting is just a virtual image at most, and he should not have such great abilities.

Weird.

Just as Ye Ran was thinking, Gu Feng took out the long knife from his back and threw it towards the old man in front of him.

But the blade passed through it without causing any substantial damage, and it was even unclear where the knife went.

The next second, the ground beneath my feet shook violently, and the surrounding scene was like a mirror, suddenly shattered!

There was darkness in his field of vision, as if he had reached nothingness.

But this scene didn't last long before it changed again.

After their vision was restored, the three of them actually stepped on the corridor.

And directly in front, there is a golden tree emitting golden light, rooted on the top of the mountain!

The long knife that Gu Feng threw out earlier hit the trunk of the golden tree!

"Master, master, the real golden tree!" the little beggar suddenly said and ran over.

Ye Ran did not move, but stared closely at the person in front of him. When he saw Gu Feng walking forward, he hesitated for a few seconds before following him.

The top of the mountain is covered with golden leaves, making a crisp sound with every step.

Looking up, there was a crystal clear fruit hanging from the branches of the golden tree. It looked about the same size as an apple, but there was gold liquid sloshing inside.

The little beggar was standing under the tree, looking at the fruit with fiery eyes, and the laughter from the corner of his mouth was flowing out.

Ye Ran tapped her head lightly: "Don't be like a greedy little cat."

The little beggar smiled and said: "Master, this is the golden fruit. I have eaten it before. It is so sweet!"

Ye Ran touched the back of his chin, carefully looked at the fruit hanging on the branch, and asked: "Can you live forever after eating it?"

"No." The little beggar shook his head and explained: "The golden fruit of Zishu does not have this function, but eating it can transform the body!"

"Modify your body?"

Ye Ran repeated it again, but there were still many doubts in his heart.

Gu Feng, who was on the side, drew out his long knife, turned around and said, "If you want to live forever, you must have golden blood in your body, otherwise even eating the golden fruit will not help."

Ye Ran immediately turned his head and raised his eyebrows: "Senior Ancient, what are you looking for in Tiangong?"

This guy named Gu Feng is ridiculously strong, and there is a high probability that he is an immortal.

Judging from his past performance, he is fully capable of coming to Tiangong on his own, and there is no need to follow them.

Moreover, the golden fruit was right in front of him, and Gu Feng didn't seem to be interested in it.

That's very strange. I came to Tiangong to find the golden tree. I found the golden tree but I'm not interested. Is it just a tourist?

Gu Feng didn't answer, just stared at the golden tree blankly.

Seeing that there was no way to chat, Ye Ran could only give up the idea of ​​asking, turned to look at the little beggar, and said, "Tell me about body modification first."

"Yeah." The little beggar nodded.

"This golden fruit cannot make people live forever, but it can make people have a certain amount of golden blood in their bodies."

"Like what the big brother just said, if master wants to live forever, the first step is to have golden blood, otherwise he will not be able to withstand the effects of the golden fruit."

"But, the golden fruit has very serious side effects for ordinary people. If you can't stand the pain caused by the transformation, your body will pop like a balloon!"

"Moreover, if you really have golden blood in your body, then master, you are no longer a human being, you can only be considered a half-normal person."

"But there are many benefits after the transformation, such as... um... such as... hiss... such as."

The little beggar kept talking there for a long time without saying the next word.

Finally, her eyes lit up, she gestured with her hands and said, "For example, the master's blood will add a hint of golden yellow to the red, making it look beautiful!"

Ye Ran clicked his tongue, reached over and pulled the little beggar's cheek hard, grinning and said: "Your thinking is so clear. When I go back to my teacher, I will let Little Beijing cut off your pocket money, and then drive you to the street to continue doing it." "Little beggar."

The little beggar became anxious upon hearing this. He blinked his eyes a few times and begged, "No, Master, I don't know what benefits eating it will bring to ordinary people. I really don't remember!"

Gu Feng, who was silent on the side, slowly turned his head at this moment and said indifferently: "It will allow you to break through the upper limit of your realm."

The little beggar nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, that's it!"

Only then did Ye Ran let go of the little beggar, turned around and asked, "If I break through the upper limit of the realm, if I practice under normal circumstances, I should be able to reach the ultimate realm."

Gu Feng did not make any move, and still said calmly: "If a mortal body cannot reach this level, those who can reach this level are no longer considered human."

"Don't think that eating a golden fruit will help you break through. It's not that easy."

After Gu Feng finished speaking, he fell into silence again.

Ye Ran's thoughts were complicated at this moment.

Are those who can reach the ultimate realm no longer considered human beings?