History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1282. Chapter 1257

“Temple Spirit…”

Yan Zhaoge’s spirit was in a trance for a moment, but quickly returned to normal.

“Normally, it should be here.” He nodded and said.

The Heavenly Palace Shrine before the Great Destruction, several core buildings, all have their own temple spirits to maintain their daily operations, and there is no need for the Heavenly Court powerhouse to be specially and permanently guarded.

Although the temple spirit itself has spiritual knowledge, it has no spiritual wisdom. It does not have its own independent consciousness, thought, and memory like intelligent creatures, and can only handle things mechanically.

The Great Emperor Yun Zheng seemed to have thought of something and fell silent.

Yan Zhaoge walked in the attic, gently sliding his fingers across the tables and chairs in the building.

He wrote one after another in the air, and the rune disappeared without touching the building itself.

Emperor Yun and Master He Mian watched Yan Zhaoge’s movements quietly, without interruption, neither fighting nor grabbing.

After a long while, Yan Zhaoge shook his head: “I can’t refining here to control the Dandian, as if it is always separated by a layer. Although it can play some role, it is still far from success.”

“If the temple spirit has died, then although it takes time and effort to refining, there is always hope of success.” Emperor Yun said in a low voice: “If the temple spirit cannot be completely refined, it means that the temple spirit is still…”

He Mian frowned: “But the temple spirit doesn’t seem to be here. If it’s not for the wounded to fall into deep sleep, then it means that the temple spirit has left the Zixian Pavilion?”

He looked at his master with some uncertainty.

“Yes, but normally speaking, that should be impossible.” Emperor Yun turned his head and looked at Yan Zhaoge: “There was a word before the extermination. This pill hall itself is quite unusual. Cheng Chen.”

Yan Zhaoge looked up at the top of the attic, silent.

He Mian also understood at this time, with an unbelievable look on his face: “The palace spirit of the Dandian has its own wisdom?”

“Not only gave birth to my own spiritual wisdom, but also condensed into a soul, the white sunrise aperture.” Emperor Yun said slowly.

The “aperture” here naturally refers to the Purple Immortal Pavilion where the three of us are now.

“Although you can leave the Purple Immortal Pavilion, you still can’t leave the scope of the Pill Hall itself, you can only move in the universe within the palace.” Emperor Yun sighed: “Occupy this place, the one who is quick to ascend first, is neither the old or young of the heaven before the ruin, nor Not outsiders like us.”

But the Pill Palace Hall Spirit who had his own idea!

“The three people who were missing before Shao Baifeng were caused by this palace spirit?” He Mian quickly thought of the others and asked in a deep voice.

Emperor Yun nodded slightly: “Mostly there is nothing wrong with it, but I don’t know whether they are alive or dead now, and I don’t know what the spirit of the pill palace has caught them.”

“The three of them, as well as the three Miaofeifeng Dao friends who disappeared at the time, have all been killed.” Yan Zhaoge said softly at this time.

Emperor Yun and He Mian couldn’t help looking at him.

“The remains of the six of them are all converged by Yanmou on their behalf.” Yan Zhaoge said.

Although there were many disputes with the Emperor Xuanhuang, Emperor Yun and He Mian nodded and said at this time: “I have the intention to ban the immortal.”

Yan Zhaoge didn’t say much, and continued to wander in the attic.

“If the spirit of the Pill Diandian gives birth to self-intellect and makes us more embarrassed, wouldn’t it be extremely convenient, I am waiting like a sheep into the mouth of a tiger?” He Mian frowned.

“After he leaves the Zixian Pavilion, his own control over the Dandian will also decrease.” Yan Zhaoge did not look back, and replied while exploring the attic.

He Mian heard this, thoughtful.

That being the case, why did the temple spirit leave the Zixian Pavilion at the core hub of the seat Dandian?

Yan Zhaoge paced slowly, and after walking for a while, suddenly stretched out his hand and plunged into the void.

In his other hand, there was an extra Xuanxiao Purple Gold Furnace.

The huge treasure furnace shrank at this time, fell in the palm of Yan Zhaoge, and then flashed lustrously.

After a short while, Yan Zhaoge’s palm that plunged into the void slowly retracted.

In his hands, he made many debuts and turned brilliance.

Yan Zhaoge threw these brilliance into the Xuanxiao Purple Gold Furnace, and the treasure furnace suddenly rang.

When the stove lid was reopened, a jade slip flashing with purple brilliance flew out from it.

Yan Zhaoge got the jade slip, and then used his five fingers to crush the purple jade slip directly.

With this action, the attic suddenly vibrated slightly.

In the center of the ground and due to the south, due to the west, northeast, and northwest, there are lights lit up, and in the light, an altar is condensed and formed.

At this moment, whether it was Yan Zhaoge or Emperor Yun, the two masters and apprentices, their minds were all chilled!

An icy thought suddenly rose in the hearts of the three of them.

There seemed to be a pair of cold eyes looking at them.

Yan Zhaoge turned a blind eye, walked forward, first came to the side of the altar in the center, and then put the Xuanxiao purple gold furnace on it.

Over the altar, changes in light and shadow appeared, and finally condensed into an ancient rune mantra, engraved in the void.

“My time… is running out… It’s a pity that I don’t have enough preparation… It’s a matter of success or failure… For the present, I can only stand by and wait for death… I only hate the kid who robs the treasure furnace and destroys my big plan… If you succeed, you will kill it!”

The Great Emperor Yunzheng walked to the side of Yan Zhaoge. He also studied the ancient Chinese Fulu, and he could roughly understand the words in the void.

After seeing it, he turned to Yan Zhaoge.

The existence of the words must be the temple spirit, and the person he hates is far away in the sky.

Yan Zhaoge thoughtfully.

Because he had taken the Xuanxiao Purple Gold Furnace, the other party was unable to continue abducting people, so he said that he was not prepared enough, and success or failure was a matter of success.

When I wanted to come to this temple, I was planning to slowly figure it out, but I wanted to find a way to wait until I was fully prepared and really had a bottom line before doing it.

However, the Mu Yao Sui Xing Xing Zun Shao Junhuang opened the way to the Pill Hall, and the appearance of the Huo Yao Ying Zhuo Zun Suo Mingzhang gave the Temple Spirit a great sense of crisis and urgency, and he had to advance without adequate preparation. Start a plan and take a risk.

That’s why he left Zixian Pavilion, hoping to rush to Yan Zhaoge and others, or to finish his plan before Suo Mingzhang arrives.

Without knowing when Suo Mingzhang will arrive, he naturally hopes that his actions will be as fast as possible.

Yan Zhaoge took the Xuanxiao Purple Gold Furnace, after a little thought, came to the altar just south.

Just now, it looks like it should be the last thought left by the temple spirit before leaving the Zixian Pavilion.

It was not because of the intention to stay, but because the idea was too strong, so the engraving remained in the attic forever, and is now restored by Yanzhaoge using secret methods.

There is more than one idea.

If the altar in the middle restores the last sentence, which is the fifth sentence, then the altar in the south should be the first sentence.

Wearing nine shoes, one on the left, three on the left and seven on the right, two and four as the shoulders, six and eight as the feet, and five in the center.

The law here comes from Luoshu.

So the south is the first sentence, the northeast is the second sentence, the west is the third sentence, the northwest is the fourth sentence, and the center is the fifth sentence.

Yan Zhaoge had no sorrow or joy, and placed the Xuanxiao Purple Gold Furnace on the altar just south.