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Chapter 179: Spirit of the Weapon: Aren’t you here for the inheritance?

In front of the tomb of the master of Huangquan Palace.

Under a huge bronze door, six figures in black robes stood, blocking the view inside the mausoleum.

The rolling evil energy lingered in front of them, and from time to time it transformed into the images of tigers, leopards, jackals, or wolves, or outlined the shapes of axes, halberds, hooks and forks.

There were more than ten people lying on the ground, all of them were monks who tried to attack the mausoleum.

But no matter whether they were independent cultivators or sect disciples, no matter whether they were Lingyuan Sect's Demon Slayer Guards or Qingxiao Sect's true disciples, they all fell in front of the door without exception.

More than seventy foundation-building monks surrounded the place, but no one dared to continue attacking.

Originally, relying on the advantage in numbers, even one spell from each person could kill the six demon cultivators on the opposite side.

But the six people hid behind the bronze door. Under the protection of demonic energy, the long-range attacks did not have enough killing power to threaten them.

The bronze door is limited in width and can only accommodate five people at a time.

The six demon cultivators still had demon weapons in their hands. With their strength decreasing, even a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of foundation building could not be their match.

If you are not careful, you will lose your head.

Some people originally tried to organize a round-robin match, but there was an endless debate about who would be the one to wear down the opponent in the first few rounds.

There were also monks who tried to organize five top masters to attack at the same time, but found that they were short of manpower.

The Divine Fire Sect had a very clear plan and they did not intercept the top foundation-building cultivators who arrived here two days ago.

Instead, the entrance to the mausoleum was blocked on the third day after the palace was opened.

This resulted in the latecomers of the righteous path, although the total number was greater, there were very few with outstanding individual strength.

In addition, during this period, some monks discovered magical weapons or secret books in the side hall.

So he simply left here and went to the side hall alone to look for treasure.

Gradually, nearly half of the cultivators left, and two cultivators who had reached the great perfection of foundation building also lost their patience and went to the side hall, further weakening the power gathered on the righteous side.

Therefore, this confrontation has lasted for two full days.

However, the gate to the main mausoleum is still firmly controlled by the Divine Fire Sect.

More and more monks began to waver, considering whether to give up entering the main mausoleum and try to find some gains elsewhere.

After all, so much time has passed, and it seems that no new monks will arrive.

However, just as more monks wanted to leave, they saw a large group of monks walking side by side from behind.

There were nearly a hundred people in total.

The person walking in front was a young man who looked to be in his twenties. Upon closer inspection, it was Xiao Chen.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao?"

Yao Dehai almost thought he had recognized the wrong person. "It really is you, and Fellow Daoist Yang is here too. This is really great."

"I thought you had already gone into the mausoleum."

Because he was in the maze taking care of the monks he met along the way, he came out two days late and missed the previous gap.

As a result, I have been stopped here until now.

During the process, he once wanted to organize people, but was unable to reach a cooperation.

Because the cultivators in the nearby Wanhua Valley and Qingxiao Sect were not willing to fully accept his arrangements.

Seeing Xiao Chen and others approaching, a group of female cultivators in the distance also cast their eyes over.

Almost all of them came from Wanhua Valley, and it seemed that the one leading them was a true disciple who arrived late.

After seeing the fate of the true disciple of Qingxiao Sect, she said she was unwilling to participate in the assault at all costs, and chose to stay where she was and wait for possible changes.

Originally, Yao Dehai was very anxious. After all, most of the powerful monks had already gone in.

If you don't try now, the good stuff inside might have been divided up.

Therefore, he was very shocked after seeing Xiao Chen. With the other party's ability, how could he come so late?

His idea is not wrong.

In fact, if Xiao Chen had arrived in time on the first day, he should have been in the mausoleum a long time ago.

But it doesn’t matter, it’s not too late now.

After all, collecting evil spirits is very time-consuming. If you come too early, you can’t take it away. You still have to collect it slowly.

The two sides exchanged a few brief greetings, and then Yao Dehai gave a concise introduction to the current situation.

"Friend Xiao, Friend Yang, please take a short break."

"Later, let's cooperate with Fellow Daoist Huo and Fellow Daoist Xu and try to rush in together."

The Fellow Daoist Huo and Fellow Daoist Xu mentioned by Yao Dehai are two independent cultivators from Lizhou and Wanhua Valley respectively, both of whom have reached the great perfection of foundation building.

Including himself, there were exactly five people in total.

"No need to rest, I'm not tired yet."

Xiao Chen waved his hand to reject the suggestion: "Are those six people blocking the entrance?"

"They are just a few rats hiding in the evil aura and dare not come out. Leave them to me."

Upon hearing this, Yao Dehai wanted to persuade him, but he saw that Yang Huaian remained motionless.

He was wondering what was going on.
"Hello, Fellow Daoist Xiao, I am..."

The true disciple from Wanhua Valley wanted to persuade Xiao Chen when he saw him coming, but halfway through his words he saw him walking straight past.

Without looking back, he entered the rolling evil energy.

The six demon cultivators inside naturally also heard the evaluation just now.

Seeing Xiao Chen coming, he immediately used his secret method to guide the evil spirit to suppress him.

Compared with the magic cultivators in the maze, they are obviously more skilled and advanced in using the magic energy.

These evil spirits actually gathered together layer by layer and condensed into blocks as if they were solid.

In the end, it wrapped Xiao Chen tightly like a cocoon.

In this case, no matter what spell is used, its original power will be suppressed to less than 30%.

If the distance between the two parties is a little further, the price will be halved again.

However, those demon cultivators were still able to exert 70% to 80% of their original strength, which was enough to create a decisive crushing force.

Under such favorable conditions, it is not difficult to fight ten ordinary monks of the same level alone.

However, demonic energy can only affect outward magical power, but cannot weaken pure physical strength.

Xiao Chen used the flow of demonic energy nearby to lock onto the position of the demon cultivator closest to him, and rushed forward with a punch.

"No, he's a physical cultivator!"

The demon cultivator pulled back and shouted, "Help me stop him!"

At the same time, he took out a special talisman and activated it directly.

Of course, they also knew how powerful physical cultivators were, so they made preparations long before they came.

Each person carries a restrictive talisman with different effects, including a fixed talisman, a bound talisman, a freezing talisman, and so on.

However, when his immobilization talisman hit Xiao Chen, it immediately dimmed and fell to his feet.

At the same time, the other talismans activated around were like waste paper and had no blocking effect at all.

"Bang~!"

A sound like a watermelon popping was heard.

The headless demon cultivator slowly fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Chen pounced on the remaining five people like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep.
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"Talismans are useless, use magical weapons to block them."

"Use the secret technique quickly!"

"Stop him!"

With a cry of surprise, Xiao Chen easily smashed the shield in front of him, piercing through the demon cultivator under the shield.

"Nine Secrets of Huangquan: Boiling Blood Curse!"

The leading demon cultivator shouted loudly, and a flash of blood suddenly appeared in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a talisman about ten feet long, with several mysterious inscriptions written on it, surging like boiling magma.

As he performed this secret technique, the air around him began to become scorching hot.

The three demon cultivators nearby quickly moved away and did not dare to get close.

Even the monks waiting outside felt as if waves of heat were coming, and the blood in their bodies began to become burning hot.

The reason they were able to stay here and block the other monks was because of this secret technique.

The Boiling Blood Curse was originally a spell developed by Huangquan Dao specifically for physical cultivation.

Once triggered, it can ignite the blood throughout the body, just like boiling water churning uncontrollably.

The more vigorous a person's qi and blood are, the more intense the burning will be and the more severe the pain will be.

"Suffer to death!"

As the other party finished speaking, the divine spell rushed straight to Xiao Chen and began to burn wildly.

Suddenly, everyone around felt that the temperature in their bodies had doubled.

Many monks retreated hurriedly, while using their magic power to suppress their blood.

Yao Dehai hurriedly took out two talismans, stuck them on himself, and shouted towards the entrance: "Fellow Daoist Xiao, quickly retreat."

"I have a spirit-suppressing talisman here that can dispel the curse."

Due to the obstruction of the demonic energy, he could not see the people inside at all, and there was no way he could send the talisman directly in.

"Don't worry, I have a solution."

Xiao Chen first bent down to pick up the storage bag on the ground to prevent it from being obscured by demonic energy and difficult to find.

By the way, he also replied to Yao Dehai to reassure them.

Even though the Boiling Blood Curse seemed dangerous when applied to his body, he actually didn't feel anything unusual at all.

Although this thing appears to be burning, its essence is a spell, so it is naturally countered by the Blessed Veil.

Then he strode towards the demon leader not far away.

"No, he's here again!"

"The spell doesn't seem to be working, stop him!"

"Aqiang, what the hell are you still standing there for? Use the Soul-Shaking Bell!"

At the leader's reminder, Aqiang, who was not far away, hurriedly took out a small bell from his storage bag.

He actually didn't want to use the magic soldiers, after all, it would cost a very high price every time.

And he had used it once before.

But it seemed that Xiao Chen was unstoppable and was about to rush to the leader.

He gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and slapped himself hard on the chest.

Driven by the power of his palm, he spat out a large mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound, instantly activating this magic weapon.

"Dingling bell~!"

Immediately, a clear bell sounded, as pleasant as a wind chime.

However, this is just an appearance.

The moment the Soul-Stirring Bell is activated, a real buzzing sound will be heard.

Ordinary people cannot hear it at all, but it can directly shock the soul of the monk.

Some people with fragile spirits will be immediately shocked into dementia.

Even a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of foundation building will feel numbness in his hands and feet and weakness in his limbs, and will stand there for a long time.

However, the several demon cultivators around had already made preparations and were using specific secret techniques to protect themselves from being affected.

After all, this kind of area spell cannot distinguish who is the enemy and who is friendly.

Even Xiao Chen was shaken this time.

This kind of attack, aimed directly at the soul, was not within the protection range of the Divine Blessing Veil. Fortunately, he was at the Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment stage, and his spiritual awareness was already stronger than that of ordinary cultivators. In addition, he later consumed a total of 64 Shen Yi Pills, which greatly increased the strength of his spiritual awareness.

He just stood there in a daze for a moment, and returned to normal in less than half a breath.

He pushed off the ground with his right foot and rushed to Aqiang.

He snatched the bell from his hand.

"This is impossible!"

A Qiang's face looked extremely ugly. The scene before him completely overturned his cognition of the past few decades.

His lips trembled as he questioned, "My Soul-Sweeping Bell cannot be blocked by any magical weapon. How can you be unaffected?"

Xiao Chen smiled slightly: "Do you want to know?"

"But I won't tell you."

As he said this, he used the Black Tiger Heart-Rip move and killed Aqiang cleanly and efficiently.

Then Xiao Chen bent down to pick up the storage bag while glancing at the Soul-Stirring Bell in his hand.

Although he managed to deal with Aqiang without any danger, the attack just now also gave him a wake-up call.

If you want to live long enough in the cultivation world, you have to take care of all aspects.

Especially some seemingly insignificant places should never be ignored.

Since building his foundation, Xiao Chen has hardly encountered any obstacles in his spiritual awareness.

There are almost no cases of attacks on the soul in the entire Southern Region.

But if my spiritual sense had not been strong enough today, I would have almost fallen into the trap of the evil cultivator here.

In the future, I have to think of more ways to improve the strength of my soul. At the same time, it would be best to practice a method to defend against spiritual attacks.

Of course, there is no need to think too much about these issues right now.

It’s better to get the remaining three storage bags first.

The leader of the demon cultivators was very desperate.

The restrictive talismans don't work, the Yellow Springs secret technique doesn't work, and the blood sacrifice of the demon soldiers doesn't work.

He watched Xiao Chen kill another of his men and then rush towards him.

So he turned around and tried to escape on the spot, completely forgetting the task assigned by the sect.

However, he didn't run fast enough, at least not as fast as the golden light.

So before he could rush into the mausoleum, he was caught by Xiao Chen and killed on the spot.

After dealing with the six demon cultivators, Xiao Chen turned back outside and indicated that he was safe. "Fellow Daoist Yao, Fellow Daoist Yang, the entrance to the mausoleum has been secured."

"I'm going to go inside and see what's going on."

"However, if you go any further inside, you might encounter unpredictable dangers."

Xiao Chen said as he looked at Du Mingjie and the others: "For safety reasons, I suggest that you all enter separately, or wait a while before coming in."

After saying this, he did not linger for long and turned to enter the main mausoleum.

Pass through the bronze door and walk through a corridor filled with demonic energy.

Behind it is a square underground palace that is nine hundred and ninety-nine feet long.

Everywhere you look, there is golden light.

The ground is paved with gold bricks, the walls are covered with gold foil, and there are statues made of pure gold standing there.

And on the high platform made of gold bars in the middle, there is a huge golden coffin.

Throughout the underground palace, there were nine hundred and ninety-nine eternal lamps made of pure gold.

It seemed that some kind of spiritual fire was used inside, illuminating the surroundings like daylight.

However, looking around, there was no one in sight.
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"Strange, where did everyone go?"

Xiao Chen walked in the mausoleum. There was no demonic energy here, so his spiritual sense could quickly sweep through the entire underground palace.

However, apart from various utensils made of pure gold, there was indeed no trace of the monks left behind.

The silence makes people feel uneasy.

Yang Huaian also followed Xiao Chen in, but strangely, he did not look around.

Instead, he walked forward in a daze and stepped onto the platform without any protective measures.

Then he leaped up and actually jumped onto the top cover of the golden coffin.

Then the whole person sank as if he was stepping on the water.

Ok?
What does this mean?
Xiao Chen walked up to the golden coffin, which was ninety-nine feet long and thirty-six feet wide, and saw an entire miniature city carved on it.

There are many miniature people in the city, distributed in different locations.

Some seemed to be searching for treasure in the city center, some seemed to be exploring in corners, and some were chasing each other.

These little figures are carved so lifelike that they look like real people.

Xiao Chen saw Ye Fei fleeing in the center of the city holding Miao Yuqing, with Han Ziyan following beside him.

There were five little men chasing him from behind, and another little man in front of him on the left seemed to want to outflank him.

In a thatched cottage in the lower right corner of the city, the light of law flickered.

Lin Ping'an was hiding inside, holding a book on martial arts research in his hand, and even made himself a pot of tea.

For some reason, Xiao Chen could see six different colored flags around him.

This means that there should be six different formations arranged around him.

At the same time, around the hut, you can see three magic traps made of talismans.

These objects that should be invisible are now clearly visible.

The problem is that he is in the most remote corner of the city and there is no one nearby.

I don’t know who he is trying to target with all these formations and traps.

The other cultivators who rushed in early, such as Zhu Hui with the Nine-foot Stick and Liu Feng with the Lone Sword.

Song Jingyi and Qi Xingwen, who had separated not long ago, as well as Lingyuan Sect's chief Ning Haochen and many others were also there.

The main reason is that there are still many faces that I don’t recognize, and I can only roughly guess based on their clothes that some of the female cultivators may be from Wanhua Valley.

At this time, Qiu Qichen and Yao Dehai also walked in.

They also had dull eyes, as if affected by some kind of illusion, and jumped into the city one after another.

Then Xiao Chen saw two new little men appear in different houses.

He cautiously drew out his flying sword and looked around.

"Good fellow, you don't even let your own people go?"

Xiao Chen saw that there were clearly quite a number of demon cultivators inside, but they were all trapped in the city.

"They are not our own people."

"Those who broke into the palace without obtaining the inherited secret technique are nothing more than a group of tomb robbers."

Suddenly a voice sounded.

But the voice seemed to come from all directions, and it was impossible to tell where the speaker was.

"Who?"

Xiao Chen quickly looked around and scanned the place again with his spiritual sense.

But there was still no sign of the other monks.

"Are you looking for me?"

Suddenly, a golden ball of light descended, condensing into a strange figure: "You are not affected by the illusion array. Could it be that you are the true descendant of Huangquan Dao?"

Ok?
Xiao Chen blinked his eyes and said, "Yes, I am the current successor of Huangquan Dao. I have come here specifically to seek the inheritance of our sect."

"Excuse me, who are you?"

what?
His question confused the weapon spirit on the opposite side.

No, I deliberately transformed myself into this image, and you can’t recognize me?

Then what kind of heir are you?

The foreign cultivators are indeed not as kind as they used to be. They even deceived the spirits of weapons.

The person who spoke to Xiao Chen at this time was not actually a living person, but the spirit of the golden coffin.

It originally had no consciousness, but accidentally absorbed an extremely tiny fragment of divine consciousness in the Yellow Springs Palace.

This idea had actually been shattered, but this was precisely what gave it the opportunity to be born.

The image it evolved into was exactly the appearance of the third Taoist master of Huangquan Dao.

Xiao Chen claimed to be the successor of Huangquan Dao, but he didn't even recognize this face. It was clearly nonsense.

If it weren't for this spirit weapon that changed its career halfway, it would currently have no means of attack.

It wished it could take action right now and kill this ungrateful guy.

The key point was Xiao Chen's question, which stumped the weapon spirit as soon as he asked it.

How should it answer this?
How will it trick Xiao Chen into becoming a tribute next?
The spirit of the weapon couldn't help but curse in its heart: These tomb robbers are so damn unprofessional nowadays.

Before you come to Huangquan Palace, can't you make some basic preparations?

This disrupted all its prepared plans.

Originally, it should have let Xiao Chen lie in the coffin and accept the so-called inheritance in the name of the third Taoist master.

In fact, there is of course no so-called inheritance.

However, only with the help of the golden coffin can the spirit of the weapon be able to take over another body.

But if I continue to introduce it like this now, wouldn’t it be exposed?
However, seeing that Xiao Chen had not received any response and had given him a suspicious look, the weapon spirit became anxious.

No, we must keep the other party steady.

So it temporarily changed its identity: "I am the spirit of the weapon left by the master, responsible for guiding the true descendants of the Yellow Springs Dao to obtain the secret techniques of inheritance."

"Since you have come here, are you here to seek the secret method?"

"As long as you follow my guidance, the process is not complicated."

There are many inscriptions carved inside the golden coffin, so it is indeed not complicated to possess the body.

"Oh, I see."

Xiao Chen shook his head: "But I didn't come here for the secret method, so forget about this guidance."

Ok?
What the hell?
If the spirit of the weapon were a real person, it would probably go crazy by now.

No, you fucking come to Huangquan Palace and say you’re not here for the inheritance?

So what are you doing here, traveling?
It has just absorbed the memories of so many dead monks. It is obvious that you all came here for the treasures and inheritance.

"Oh, I see. You want the treasure left by the master, right?"

"This is also not complicated. The master has already made arrangements."

"The best treasures and true secrets are all placed in the golden coffin."

"As long as you follow my guidance, you can have everything here."

It's just that by then it will be the spirit that borrows this body and owns everything here.

"Well, I'm not here for the treasure either."

Xiao Chen shook his head again.

As I said, you must have a clear main goal and never be tempted by these things.

His biggest target was naturally the evil spirit. "Don't worry about guiding it. Is this place only this big? Are there other places?"

what?
After hearing his answer, the weapon spirit on the opposite side finally became numb.

Haven't you already reached the core?
Why look anywhere else?

Are you really here for tourism?
(End of this chapter)