The golden statues outside the fairy palace were all made of pure black gold iron from outside the domain. At this time, the sea of consciousness spirit gathering formation was broken by Feng Qingyang and others, and it was like a masterless puppet with all its will wiped out.
If I could take it for myself now, not to mention other things, just with the materials in it, I could refine ten supreme Taoist weapons. If I cast a large formation on it and give it a new consciousness, wouldn't I be able to turn it into my own combat puppet
Everyone was extremely jealous, but thinking back to how cold and powerful Feng Qingyang had been before, if they rashly offended him again, they would be afraid that their lives would be in danger. With the other party's strength, killing them would be as easy as chopping melons and vegetables, or killing chickens and dogs.
Although they were eager to do it, no one had any second thoughts. Besides, when the golden statue came to kill them, they chose to flee at the first opportunity. Only Tianji Ancient Emperor advanced and retreated with Feng Qingyang and others, although he arrived a little late...
"Master, this ownerless puppet is now handed over to you." Feng Qingyang was silent for a moment, then waved and pushed the golden statue closest to him to the Ancient Emperor Tianji. No matter what, there would be rewards for merit. The other party did not flee in the face of the enemy, and joined the battle in the end, so naturally he would have a share of these good things.
The ancient emperor Tianji was overjoyed in his heart, but he had to pretend to be calm on his face. It was hard to describe how conflicted he was. Feng Qingyang and the Holy Prince turned their heads away at the same time, forcing themselves to suppress the sneer in their hearts.
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After the spoils were divided, the next step was naturally to actually enter the interior of the Taihao Immortal Palace. They had only been on the periphery before, and they had received such treasures just on the periphery. As for the interior... Thinking of this, everyone put away their rebellious thoughts, bowed to Feng Qingyang, and begged him to lead them in.
Feng Qingyang sneered, but did not refuse. He was well aware of the danger that was about to come. The number of forty-nine was no longer valid anyway. After all, the flower spirit was on his shoulder. So their life and death had nothing to do with him. He could only let them fend for themselves.
The crowd once again passed over the hundreds of flower clusters, ignoring the gorgeous flowers around them, and entered the Taihao Immortal Palace. Suddenly, their eyes lit up. If the outside was mysterious, then this was the place where the naked treasure was buried.
The place where they were standing happened to be the center of Taihao Immortal Palace. There was a tomb in the east and west directions, as well as in the front. Engraved on them were the laws of immortality and the laws of alchemy, as well as the tomb chamber in the front!
"Brother Monkey, come with me..." Feng Qingyang sent a message to the Holy Prince. He didn't even bother to look at the alchemy and immortal principles in the tombs on both sides, but walked straight forward.
Only Emperor Tianji noticed their departure, but this time, he did not follow them. Instead, after a moment of silence, he resolutely walked towards the Alchemy Law Tomb on the right.
Only when people know themselves will they avoid death. The ancient emperor Tianji is obviously one of the best among them. He is not the strongest here, but he has the ability to avoid evil spirits by relying on his innate advantages.
Naturally, the best things are in the tomb, but you have to have the ability to get them. Compared to that illusory thing, you might as well get the most out of it here.
Although the rules of immortality are tempting, the ancient emperor Tianji is obsessed with alchemy. Besides, the alchemy in the spiritual world is already sluggish, and the refining methods and magical powers are extremely backward. Thinking of this, he became even more enthusiastic.
Everyone had the same idea as him and understood the next plan. However, unlike him, the remaining dozens of cultivators all walked towards the Tomb of the Immortal Laws on the left.
It seems that strong strength and long life are still their first choice. At least in this catastrophe, only with strong strength can they protect their lives and property.
“What a bunch of idiots. But it doesn’t matter. From now on, the art of alchemy will be inherited by me alone.” Ancient Emperor Tianji approached the right ear of the tomb with full anticipation.
Everyone was doing their own thing, and at this time Feng Qingyang and the Holy Prince happened to come to the door of the tomb. They looked at each other and saw the caution in each other's eyes.
"No matter what, we have to go and take a look, don't we?" The Holy Prince blurted out, his voice trembling and his brows grim. He was not a fool, and naturally knew that once he entered here, life and death would be put aside. After all, this was the ancient cave of the immortal Taihao, and the existence of ancient times was full of lost mysteries.
Almost as soon as the two of them had the thought, they were pulled into the tomb by a strong suction force. Compared to the tranquility outside, this place was deathly silent.
The two of them took things as they came, standing there staring around in a trance. The tomb was quite large, at least the edge could not be seen at a glance, so it should be a world within a cave.
On the central altar, there is a huge coffin, about a hundred feet long, which looks very scary. There are four statues around the coffin, one has a dragon head, one has a tortoise shell on his back, and the other two have claws on their hands and wings on their backs.
"Descendants of the four sacred beasts?" Feng Qingyang couldn't help but be secretly surprised when he saw this scene. If this is true, then it would be a bit troublesome. However, they are still just statues.
As the saying goes, don't think too much, otherwise your wishes will come true.
Almost in a moment, there was a loud bang, and the ground that stretched as far as the eye could see began to move, so that the two were caught off guard and almost fell to the ground.
At this moment, white mist gradually appeared out of thin air and enveloped the four large statues located around the bushes, making them, which were already not very clear to begin with, look even more looming.
"There is an evil spirit..." Feng Qingyang stared, and in the illusion, bursts of strong light flashed, and a scarlet light suddenly shot out from the white mist, as bright as a brilliant star in the dark night.
"Ants from the lower world, trespassing into the immortal cave... Die!"
The four gazes represented four people. It was obvious that the four statues had resurrected. A few whooshing sounds were heard, and the white mist became thicker, covering the sky and the earth.
Feng Qingyang stared with his heavenly eyes, piercing through the void and looking at the four statues coming towards him. Among them, the old man carrying a tortoise shell had white hair and a haggard face, but his eyes were extremely sharp, as if he was truly alive.
He was the first to be hit. He was still in the void and did not give Feng Qingyang and the Holy Prince a chance to speak. He tapped the void with one hand, and the white mist twisted, forming a powerful cyclone.
As soon as the cyclone appeared, the immortal energy hidden in the void began to twist and rushed towards Feng Qingyang's face along with the cyclone. But just when it was about to reach Feng Qingyang, the old man in tortoise shell stretched out his hand and pointed.
With a loud bang, the powerful energy shook Feng Qingyang far away, and after the cyclone broke, a dragon turtle suddenly emerged from it, its ferocious head and fangs flashing coldly, and it suddenly rushed towards Feng Qingyang.