"I see."
Wei Fuyuan suddenly realized, and secretly sighed that Beiquan and the others were really immortals.
Beiquan rolled his eyes, raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the bow stern, reminding: "Pay attention."
Wei Fuyuan turned to look at Beiquan's instructions.
At this time, Zhu Ling stood up and walked behind the Duke.
Wei Fuyuan: "!!"
He saw that Zhu Ling actually took off the old man's hat, exposing the back of the other's head.
The back of the man's head has no hair, not even a scalp, but a mechanical keyboard!
Zhu Ling pressed both hands on the keyboard, crackling, and quickly lost a string of characters.
"These are the 'coordinates'."
Beiquan explained calmly:
"The 'coordinates' of the secret realm of Zhuling are not fixed and will change constantly with the date and time. It needs to be calculated according to certain rules."
He smiled:
"Unfortunately, I'm not good at deferred divination. I can do it if I really want to, but the speed is very fast. Therefore, Zhu Ling has always been responsible for inputting the coordinates."
While speaking, Zhu Ling had already lost the "coordinates", and put the bucket hat back on the scorpion's head.
Wei Fuyuan couldn't hold back his curiosity, leaned to the bow of the boat, and pushed the old man tentatively.
The stern man did not respond, still rowing his boat silently.
Wei Fuyuan slightly pushed up the hat above his head, revealing the old man's face.
Judging from his appearance, the old man was over seventy years old, his complexion was black and yellowish, and his face was covered with ravines.
Wei Fuyuan observed it for a while, and soon noticed something was wrong.
- This old man has never blinked.
There is no human who does not need to blink, so the other party must not be human.
Wei Fuyuan turned to look at Beiquan: "This..."
"You guessed it right, it's a puppet, the kind that is manipulated with the trap technique."
Beiquan smiled and reminded:
"Did you try to see with the eyes of the sky?"
Wei Fuyuan opened his eyes according to his words.
From the perspective of Heaven's Eye, Wei Fuyuan immediately noticed the difference between this man and the living.
The old man has no life or the energy field of the soul. In Wei Fuyuan's view at this time, he is no different from a table or a chair, and they are nothing but dead things without substance.
Only in Duke Shou's chest, Wei Fuyuan could see a mass of white energy the size of a fist.
From this mass of energy, there are also many branch-like silk threads, like blood vessels or meridians, which flow to the limbs and bones, and flow slowly with the boating action of the scorpion.
Beiquan explained with a smile:
"In the past, it was just a puppet. Every time I lost the 'coordinates', I had to open my head. The scene was very scary. But three years ago, I asked the Mo family to help me improve it. It was replaced with a built-in computer and keyboard, and it was easy to use. Much more convenient."
Wei Fuyuan: "..."
I didn't expect you, the masters of Taoism, to keep pace with the times. No wonder the underworld has developed a live broadcast app!
While the two of them were talking, the boat slid across the sea like a swimming fish and had already sailed a long way.
"We're almost there."
Standing in front of Zuo Chuan Gang, Zhu Ling suddenly raised his hand and pointed in a certain direction.
In the next second, the oar of the puppet stern was lightly tapped, and the boat drew an elegant arc and deftly turned to the left.
Wei Fuyuan stood up and put a pergola in his hand, blocking his eyes.
On the horizon where the water and the sky meet, the outline of an island faintly appeared.
The closer the boat sailed, the clearer the shape of the island became.
When he got close enough, Wei Fuyuan finally saw the whole picture of the island for the first time.
Young Master Wei: "!!"
He stood at the bow of the boat, dumbfounded, and even forgot to breathe for a while.
Wei Fuyuan always thought that a scene like this could only appear in ancient RPG games.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?"
Beiquan stretched out his hand and wrapped his lover's shoulder from behind. When Wei Fuyuan turned his head, he said with a smile:
"Welcome to the 'hometown' where I grew up."
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For Beiquan, the secret realm of Zhuling is his real home, compared to the family who gave up on himself on the day he was resurrected, and did not even want to give his biological mother a surname.
Although the secret realm of Zhuling is an island, it is not the same as the island that ordinary people understand.
Instead of gravel and vegetation, it consists entirely of red transparent or translucent crystalline rocks.
The crystal rocks are dark and light, and the transparency is also different. From light pink to light peach, to crimson or deep red, overlapping and scattered, layers of smudges, from a distance, it looks like a handicraft crafted from a whole piece of red jade. generally.
And above the crimson crystal rock, there is a nine-layered palace tower.
The glazed tile roof, the flying eaves, the red walls with red pillars, and the twelve corridors are scattered in height, like a dragon hovering on the island.
"This… "
Wei Fuyuan's lips trembled:
"Don't tell me this is a maglev palace..."
"That's not it."
Beiquan replied:
"The reason why this palace can hang in the air is the formation created by the master and his old man, and the energy comes from the red crystals below."
He paused, "At present, the energy of the red crystal should be enough to consume another two hundred years."
Having said this, Beiquan laughed:
"After two hundred years, maglev technology should have spread to the secret realm of Zhuling, right?"
Wei Fuyuan followed Beiquan's words to make up the scene of lifting a palace with a magnetic levitation. For some reason, he felt that such a punk cultivating picture was inexplicably a little emotional.
Just as he was thinking about it, the boat had docked.
"arrive."
Beiquan jumped off the boat holding his little boyfriend's hand, "I'll take you to see the master first."
Wei Fuyuan: "!!"
- Are you going to see your parents?
Wei Fuyuan's heart was beating wildly, and sweat dripped from his forehead.
He looked back and saw that Zhu Ling was still standing on the boat, with no intention of getting down.
"Where's Zhu Ling? Isn't she together?"
Beiquan smiled and shook his head:
"She has other arrangements and won't act with us."
Wei Fuyuan was silent.
The two climbed up step by step along the stairs hidden among the crystal rock mountains.
The winding mountain stairs are narrow, and the two cannot walk side by side.
So Beiquan led the way in front, and Wei Fuyuan followed blindly at the back.
The mountain road is rugged and steep, and the stone steps carved out of the crystal rock are much more slippery than ordinary rocks and gravels. It is very difficult to walk. If you are not careful, you will fall.
The two walked on the mountain road for nearly an hour and a half before they walked halfway up the mountain.
Even if Wei Fuyuan was physically strong, he couldn't take it anymore.
And no matter how dazzling the red crystal and the towering palace tower above her head, she will get tired of watching it for so long.
"Isn't there any other way for you foreigners to go up the mountain? For example, flying swords and flying shuttles or something!"
Wei Fuyuan stopped and asked Beiquan:
"A more advanced portal, and at worst there are various mounts and beasts..."
He said earnestly:
"Isn't that how cultivation novels are written?"
Beiquan turned back and looked at him with his arms crossed.
"If it's just me, I can still think of a way."
Beiquan replied:
"It's a pity that with you, I can only walk."
He paused, then added:
"By the way, I regret to tell you that space folding techniques such as 'shrinking the ground into an inch' cannot be used in the secret realm of Zhuling."
Wei Fuyuan suddenly looked depressed.
But since Beiquan said there was no way, it was probably impossible.
Young Master Wei had no choice but to encourage himself that it was fitness, and then continued to climb the mountain.
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The secret realm of Zhuling, like the paper city in the underworld, does not have the passage of time with the rotation of the sun and the moon.
Its natural light source comes from the sun in the sky, or, a luminous body similar to the "sun".
Since Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan fell into the sea from the "entrance", the "sun" has remained in a fixed position without any deflection.
Wei Fuyuan could only judge from his watch how much time had passed.
It took them three full hours to walk from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.
Looking up at the suspended palace tower from the top of the mountain, it is even more majestic and magnificent.
But it looks good, and looking at the palace complex that is at least ten stories high from the ground, Wei Fuyuan felt suffocated.
Fortunately, Beiquan was not cruel enough to tell Xiaowei, "We still have to go up", but opened up an organ hidden in a secret place on the mountain wall.
A circular rune with a diameter of about two meters appeared in the open space in front of the two.
"The portal that you have been thinking about before."
Beiquan stretched out his hand to Wei Fuyuan, "Now you can try it."
The two walked into the incantation hand in hand.
Wei Fuyuan only felt that his eyes were dark, his feet were light, and his mind was uncontrolled for a short period of time, and he couldn't think at all.
I don't know how long it took, Wei Fuyuan suddenly returned to his senses and found that his feet had fallen to the ground again.
However, he didn't have time to observe the surrounding environment, and a strong sense of dizziness hit him. He only felt that the world was spinning, chest tightness and shortness of breath, and then he fell to his knees on the ground with a thud, and vomited "wow".
"Oops, blame me, blame me."
Beiquan bent down and patted Beiquan's back while explaining with a smile:
"The first time ordinary people use the teleportation circle, they may feel uncomfortable because of the sudden space distortion... If it is serious, it will be like you, and even spit out bile."
Wei Fuyuan wanted to turn his head and give Beiquan a fierce look, but he looked too embarrassed at the moment, and he didn't want to lose face in front of his lover, so he had to give up.
So Beiquan squatted down and smoothed his little boyfriend more gently.
"It's alright, once it's born and cooked twice, it's good to get used to it."
After Wei Fuyuan vomited cleanly, Beiquan performed another cleansing technique to clean up the mess on the ground.
"feel better now?"
Beiquan helped Wei Fuyuan to stand up and asked gently.
Wei Fuyuan paled and nodded.
At this time, he had the spare time to look at the environment he was in now.
They have already entered the interior of the palace. In front of them is a long corridor with blue tiles and red columns. At the end of the corridor is a gorgeous hall. Unfortunately, the red lacquered wooden door is closed, blocking the sight of the two.
"Master, his old man should be inside."
Beiquan said to Wei Fuyuan.