The white steps in front of the circular hall were bright, the three characters of Wendao Palace on the hall were shining, and the formation of the hall flickered and made a buzzing sound.
"Buzz..."
Yuan Xiu and Bu Zi were both in the late stage of the Purple Mansion, and it was natural to deal with this formation that had been broken and missing because of the changes in heaven and earth, but in half a stick of incense, a few formation foundations were reversed, and the formation was quickly opened.
A strong aura came to his face, Chi Buzi squinted his eyes slightly, looking around at the boundless jade slips in front of him, and the countless complex formations on the soles of his feet lit up like a faint breath, winding like a river, setting off the majesty of the entire hall.
The aura gushed by, causing the jade talismans with the names of the exercises written on them to collide with each other, and he couldn't help but be surprised and sighed:
"Ningguo's immortal collection is really as vast as a sea of smoke! In the end, it is the strength of a country, the descendants of Jindan... This immortal collection is far better than my Qingchi..."
He stepped on the soles of his feet and used his magical powers, but he only floated a foot high, and immediately fell back to the ground, frowning and saying:
"What a powerful formation."
Although the formation outside the main hall was broken, every floor inside the main hall was blessed with formations, protecting these jade slips, and the formations were linked to each other, not to mention locking the wind and clouds of this place to death, there seemed to be traces of 'Fushui' in the formation, and even the real people of the Purple Mansion could not fly.
He had no choice but to step forward quickly, hurriedly skimmed the jade slips on the first floor, climbed several steps in a row, his eyes skimmed over the many jade slips, looked at them carefully for a while, and a happy look emerged:
""Washing the Dew Yuan Jue"... Could it be this thing..."
This jade slip showed a light blue color, exuding an attractive light, but it was a pity that the spiritual consciousness was suppressed in the grotto-heaven, and it quickly dissipated when it was exposed to the outside of the body.
"Although this formation is powerful, fortunately, there are already loopholes...... It takes some time to deduce it.'
He immersed himself in it, his mind was stuck on this jade slip, but he never noticed that the old man was standing quietly not far away from him like a ghost, his figure was hidden in the clear light of the jade slip, and dense lines appeared in his eyes.
Si Boxiu came all the way in, his eyes did not stay on this vast immortal treasure for even a breath, but always stared at his every move, hiding not far away like a shadow, watching coldly.
His feet floated gently on the ground, without making a sound, and the spiritual consciousness in this grotto-heaven was also suppressed, making it difficult to probe the things around him.
He quietly hid in the shadows, his eyes showed countless small golden runes due to the operation of his all-out magical powers, his old lips trembled slightly, and his magical powers were condensed on the tip of his tongue, hidden and unresolved.
Until Chi Buzi became more and more immersed in the jade slip in front of him, with a little bit of cracking, a joyful expression emerged, and his defense against the outside world was reduced to the minimum, Si Bo Xiu took a step forward, and a shocking golden light erupted from his lips, making a muffled sound like spring thunder:
"Chi Wei!!"
This sound was made by supernatural powers, shocking and terrifying, if there was an ordinary fetal breath practice in front of him, it would have to be extinguished with just this moment, and the golden ripples shook away from his lips, but it hit Chi Buzi's body but it was like a breeze.
The man in green fluttered slightly, tilted his head, and replied:
"Uncle, you recognized the wrong person."
The golden runes in Si Boxiu's eyes seemed to fly out and condensed in two pupils, the old man didn't listen to him at all, but relied on his magical powers to test something.
The light of the Dharma flowed between Si Bo Xiu and Chi Bu Zi, the two faced each other quietly, and the hall was full of brilliance, Si Bo Xiu only murmured in a low voice, as if chanting a mantra:
"Li Jiangqun."
"Kan Xu Rain."
"Ning Yuxiao."
"Xiao Xianyou."
…
He read out the names one by one, staring at Chi Buzi with his eyes, observing the changes in his eyes, until he finished reading a round of names, and then he brushed his sleeves, his expression was natural:
"I'm also thinking about your safety, Buzi, don't blame me."
"Thank you, Uncle."
Chi Buzi always smiled gently, Si Boxiu nodded slightly, and finally turned his head and left, looking for the techniques he was interested in in this hall.
Chi Buzi watched him go away, and refocused his gaze on the jade slip in his hand, and as the magic technique in his hand was pinched, the brilliance of the formation on the jade slip finally dissipated little by little.
He showed joy, read it carefully, frowned his eyebrows, gently put the jade slip back on the table, and muttered:
"It's only foundation building... Could it be that this magical power is listed as taboo by which family... It's really troublesome..."
He let out a deep breath, and the formation in front of him seemed to have changed slightly, one bright and one dark, slightly dizzy.
"Uncle..."
He had just climbed onto this high platform, and happened to see Si Boxiu pinching a jade slip and reading carefully, taking a step forward and calling him twice, but his face froze.
Si Bo Xiu in front of him stood in place like a sculpture, his spiritual energy shone brightly in the Dharma light, like smoke and mist, but Si Bo Xiu did not move at all, and froze in place in a daze.
"Uncle..."
The calm smile on Chi Buzi's face finally disappeared, and horror rose in his heart, he twisted his neck a little stiffly, and his eyes swept over the high platform formation under his feet.
This array followed the traces of the aura running, originally glowing slightly, like a beautiful river, but now the brilliance stayed on the pattern somewhere and did not move, the entire hall stopped breathing in fear, the sound of the jade talismans clinking and colliding also disappeared, and everything stood silently in place.
A great horror enveloped his mind, all the magical powers in his body stopped working, Chi Buzi stood in place like a mortal, he moved his gaze little by little, and finally saw a person sitting quietly on the hall beam above his head that twinkled like stars.
He was neither far nor close, but the brilliance of the entire hall condensed on him, trembling with fear, and Chi Buzi's gaze only followed the edge of his snow-white robe painted with sun and moon patterns upwards.
"This..."
The ancient clothing was simple and noble, the lines made people's eyes hurt, and all kinds of colored lights surrounded him, quickly turning into white clouds, showing the appearance of all living beings, joy and weeping.
The entire formation above his head was trembling, as if he was going to follow this immortal out of this realm and fly into a white jade immortal capital somewhere.
Chi Buzi's eyes only stayed on the hem of his clothes, not daring to continue upward, the great horror in his heart seemed to be drowning out, and he was terrified:
"Who? Who is Luoxia? Or Ningguo Jindan... So the true monarch is not dead?"
He tried his best to suppress it, and slowly fell to the ground, his voice still a little hoarse:
"Xiao Xiu is fortunate to see the immortal face, I don't know which immortal is in person..."
He listened to the immortal's voice soft and cold, drifting down slowly, causing his limbs to tremble:
"Haven't you always wanted to see me?"