One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 405: The Master's Voice
Zhao Fuyun looked around, but when he looked up he could not see the sky, only a gloomy sky, as if endless clouds were pressing down on the palace.

Looking at the long corridor next to it, it is winding and there is no end in sight on either side. The view becomes blurry after a distance of twenty or thirty steps, and it seems to be in a haze further away.

The haziness was not caused by fog, but by the natural distance that was unclear, as if it was in another dimension.

He held the Scarlet Flame Divine Lamp in his hand and looked up at the sky once again. The light in his hand and on his body surged and merged together, suddenly rising up into the sky, like a golden spear piercing the thick clouds in the sky.

The golden light seemed to pierce the sky.

However, the golden light was brilliant in this small courtyard, but it seemed so small when it reached the sky.

The golden light rushed into the clouds, and the moment it entered the clouds, Zhao Fuyun felt a chill.

He never knew where the Hall of Rebirth was. People who knew about it thought it was in the dark.

At this time, he was in the Hall of Rebirth. He had a thought and wanted to see what was wrapping the Hall of Rebirth.

The moment he entered the cloud, he felt the chill. At this moment, his body turned into flames and he became more sensitive to the chill. However, there were naturally very few things that could make him feel the chill at this moment.

He felt like he had entered cold water, or rather, some kind of dark sea.

The clouds he originally saw also changed at this time, turning into endless waves.

The originally quiet clouds seemed to be awakened by the light and came alive at that moment.

At this moment, the boundless clouds turned into a deep sea.

Zhao Fuyun immediately had a thought: "Could it be that the Hall of Rebirth is in the sea?"

He thought of the vast ocean on the edge of the Great Zhou Kingdom. That ocean was mysterious and vast. Zhao Fuyun felt that its mystery was no less than the polar night.

Zhao Fuyun had never been into the Canghai Sea. He had only watched it from the edge for a while. He saw rough waves near the Canghai Sea, while in the distance the sea and the sky met, just like in a painting. He could not tell whether it was waves or clouds.

The light surged from his body, burning the solidified clouds. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a surging wave and swept towards him.

He actually heard the roar of a beast in the rolling waves. Faintly, he felt that the waves were like the gaping mouth of a giant whale, swallowing him.

"Decreed!"

Zhao Fuyun emerged from the light, clasped his hands in front of him, chanted a spell, and the entire sea area suddenly stopped.

Just at this moment, a mysterious and terrifying force suddenly rushed over from farther away.

The seawater he had "decreed" dispersed at the touch of a finger, and Zhao Fuyun felt a powerful force touching the "decreed" method. He felt as if his consciousness had been hit hard, as if the back of his head had been hit by a stick, and the magic spell dissipated instantly.

At the same time, he felt a blue-black "whip" suddenly rolling in his mind, whipping him mysteriously.

In the thoughts and feelings, it seems to be there and not there, and the eyes cannot see it.

A feeling of fear surged in his heart, and he thrust his sword towards the darkness.

His fingers drew a golden arc of light in front of him, landing above the corner of his right eye and colliding with the whip in the void.

This finger of his combined the sword-weapon technique, the golden light method to slash evil, the Taiyue method to suppress gods, and the spiritual resonance method to avoid disasters.

The Sword Weapon Technique allows him to integrate all the techniques into one, and the spiritual perception in the spiritual perception disaster avoidance technique allows him to use his fingers to block the whip even if he cannot see the strange trajectory of the whip.

It's a mysterious feeling, like luck, but it's actually a sense of inevitability.

His sword finger would definitely block the tentacle. The golden light on his finger dissipated, and the tentacle also dissipated, revealing a blue-black "whip".

That wasn't a whip, it was actually a tentacle.

The golden light on Zhao Fuyun's fingers that could cut off evil and the Taiyue God-suppressing spell fell on the tentacle. The tentacle paused slightly, and Zhao Fuyun took this opportunity to once again emit golden light from his body and fell downwards.

The golden light streaked across the void and fell into the palace complex below. After the golden light dissipated, Zhao Fuyun stood there, looking up at the sky. He didn't know where the tentacle came from, but it was definitely terrifying.

I took a deep breath and calmed my pounding heart, and the feeling of fear eased a little.

When he pointed out that finger just now, he didn't think much about it, but now he feels a little scared.

This finger can be said to be a further demonstration of his spiritual method of avoiding disasters.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a loud roar was heard from the palace complex. The roar seemed to come from the clouds in the sky, and also seemed to come from the depths of the palace.

Zhao Fuyun thought that there was a "dragon" hiding in Tiandu Mountain, so it was normal for some terrifying existence to be hidden in this Hall of Rebirth.

He withdrew his gaze and heard the agitated roar of the beast, which made him feel as if the entire Hall of Rebirth was awakened.

His eyes fell on the corridor and found that the fog in the corridor was even thicker.

His thought moved slightly, and the light in his hand became brighter.

At this moment, he was standing on a stone paving in the yard, and he could walk along the stone slab to a small pavilion.

He walked over and as he got closer, he discovered two figures in the pavilion. The Red Flame Divine Lamp in his hand swayed slightly, and the light pierced into the pavilion like a sharp blade, dispelling the gloom and haze in the pavilion.

Only then did Zhao Fuyun see the two people clearly.

To be more precise, it was a person, a monster.

Both looked dead, yet still alive.

The man looked like a Taoist priest, wearing a colorful Bagua Taoist robe. Opposite him was a burly man with a lion head and a blue lion face.

And on the stone table between them was a chessboard.

Zhao Fuyun looked at the chessboard carefully and found that it was not chess in the ordinary sense, but a kind of formation chess.

Zhao Fuyun didn't know how the two died. Just as he wanted to take a closer look, a voice suddenly rang in his ears: "In the blink of an eye, time has passed. These two were deprived of their lifespans while playing chess. We should not stay here for too long."

Zhao Fuyun looked around but didn't see anyone else.

"Brother, are you staying here to learn French?" a female voice suddenly asked.

"Well, leave it for the younger disciples who may come here in the future. After all, the greatest function of the Secret Ring Wall is this. As long as the younger disciples who come here leave their names on the Secret Ring Wall, they will be able to hear it."

When Zhao Fuyun heard this, he suddenly realized that the two voices should be those of Master Xiyi and Master Meixian.

Without thinking too much, he immediately left the pavilion. After leaving the pavilion, he couldn't help but look at his hands. He found that the back of his hands seemed to have a sense of age and were not as smooth as before.

He couldn't help feeling surprised and scared. If Master Xiyi hadn't left a message, he didn't know if he would have been deprived of his life there quietly.

(End of this chapter)