Chapter 0563 The Strange Niwan Palace

The sky was blue, the sun was bright, the wind was light, and occasionally some snow was blown up. Everything was normal, except for the humans and monsters standing on the snow. They had been standing still for almost half an hour.

Xin Youtao had a Canxia-level inner elixir, and he could stand standing still for a whole day. What made him itchy was that he had no idea about the changes in the situation. He wanted to speak several times but held back, thinking that he could not act more anxious than the monsters.

Until he saw with his own eyes a piece of snow being blown up by the wind and hitting his face, and the tall beast monster did not even blink, Xin Youtao suddenly realized that these monsters were not more stable, but like Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin, they would not move.

"Xiaohao, what did Zuo Liuying say to you again?" Xin Youtao tried not to open his mouth and squeezed out the sound from his throat.

There was a booing sound all around, all trying to stop Xin Youtao from speaking. They felt that something was wrong. Although they could not see it, they could feel that a fierce battle was going on around them.

Xin Youtao breathed a sigh of relief. The booing at least proved one thing. The Taoists were fine. Those who were inexplicably immobilized were all demons. As for why Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin didn't move, he didn't know. Especially Yang Qingyin, she was still floating in the air, which meant she was still casting a spell, but she didn't even move her fingers, which was very strange.

After a while, the bald man couldn't help it. He couldn't feel the atmosphere of the battle. "What are we doing?"

Yes, what effect does being still have on the ongoing battle? Yi Shijun might not dare to devour the soul of the Taoist. Everyone had the same doubts in their hearts, but they didn't ask.

"I don't know." Xiao Hao was also confused. "Zuo Liuying is very busy and has no time to talk to me. Let's wait a little longer."

The camp was quiet again. This time, Xiao Hao spoke again in a very urgent voice, "Zuo Liuying said that Yi Shijun might have to move. He is looking for the soul that can be swallowed. Everyone must not move. No matter what happens in the Niwan Palace, don't move or resist. Just let it go."

"Transfer? Niwan Palace?" Xin Youtao felt that this didn't sound like a good thing.

There was a booing around again. Xin Youtao was a little annoyed. Just when he was about to say something, there was a buzzing sound in his ears, as if a small insect flew in, or as if he was sitting still for a long time and suddenly stood up. Then he felt dizzy.

Xin Youtao was startled, but he didn't move or resist. After a moment, his eyes went black and he felt like he was flying in the dark, with the wind whistling around him. He did not lose consciousness, nor could he escape from the darkness. He just kept flying, flying...

Mu Xingqiu could not remember how many times he had been hit. Although the pain was still there, he could bear it. Slowly, he could even see the wall-like protection of the demon clan. Occasionally, he could see the cracks on the wall and immediately pass through the gap to avoid a collision.

Yi Shijun was almost desperate. He went in and out of the minds of more than 200 demon clans more than a dozen times, but still could not get rid of the burden behind him. The giant hand in the air was getting lower and lower, waiting for an opportunity to strike. As long as he made the slightest mistake, he would fall into its control.

The hand came from a Taoist priest who was not as easy to deal with as Mu Xingqiu's soul.

It was at this time that Yi Shijun began to rush into the Taoist priest's Niwan Palace. The first target was Xin Youtao. He did not do it on purpose. It was a completely random choice.

No demon clan's mind is the same, but the Taoist priest's Niwan Palace is the same: a white room with a white person sitting in the middle.

Mu Xingqiu was no longer hit by the wall. He followed Yi Shijun through the Niwan Palace of more than 60 Taoists. Slowly, he could only see white, unable to distinguish the real snow from the illusory room. Only when the cold wind suddenly turned cold did he know that they had just come out.

Yi Shijun flew faster and faster, and Mu Xingqiu gradually felt his consciousness was scattered. The scene in front of him was too monotonous, enough to make the most alert people doze off.

There was a thunder in the air, and Mu Xingqiu woke up suddenly. He knew that it was Zuo Liuying reminding him, and then he found that the distance between him and Yi Shijun seemed to have widened a little. He almost let this demon soul slip away!

Mu Xingqiu blamed himself deeply and held on tighter. In order to fight against these monotonous rooms, he began to try to find the difference between them.

The room is the Niwan Palace, which both humans and demons have. They are like an isolated island in the mind. All consciousness is flowing, but only the Niwan Palace stands firm. The Niwan Palace of the demon race has not been cultivated, or the cultivation methods are different, so it keeps its original color. The rooms are different. The Taoists' cultivation methods are almost the same, so their Niwan Palaces are almost the same: pure white, spotless, with a human figure hanging in the middle.

But if you observe carefully, you can still see some subtle differences.

The size of the room is different, so it is difficult to make a comparison, but Mu Xingqiu still feels a little change, which becomes the most important basis for him to judge whether to enter another person's Niwan Palace.

Next, he found that the people in the room are different.

He can already see the human figure in the middle at a glance, white clothes, white skin, white hair, everything is white, even the eyeballs are white, and from certain angles you can see the nostrils, which is the most obvious feature, and there are subtle differences in size and shape. Slowly, Mu Xingqiu can roughly see the outlines of these people's facial features, and finally confirmed that these people actually look completely different. There are men and women, old and young. If there is a common feature, except for the white color, Mu Xingqiu doesn't recognize any of them.

Unable to shake off the tail behind him, Yi Shijun was a little flustered and began to jump around in the Niwan Palaces of more Taoists, so Mu Xingqiu saw more differences.

Some people's Niwan Palaces were very special. The room was still white, but there were many cracks on the wall, and the position of the human figure was not in the middle. After entering and exiting several times, Mu Xingqiu realized that these people were all Taoists who had received the method of re-annihilation.

The Gan brothers received the method the earliest, and fifteen days had passed. Their Niwan Palaces also had the most cracks, and there was not even a trace of a human figure inside.

This was the Niwan Palace of the bald man.

Then Yi Shijun entered another room, which was white and without cracks. As soon as he entered, Mu Xingqiu felt extremely comfortable, as if he had finally laid down on his own bed after many days of trekking.

This was Mu Xingqiu's own Niwan Palace. Yi Shijun didn't like it here even more, and jumped out immediately. Mu Xingqiu almost wanted to let go, and he made up his mind to follow him out.

Although it was just a quick glance, Mu Xingqiu felt very strange. His Niwan Palace was very complete, without any cracks, but there was no human figure inside.

Could it be that the human form is the soul? Mu Xingqiu knew some knowledge of the candle department and knew that the soul does not reside in a certain part of the human body, and the souls of the Gan brothers still exist, and there is no human form in the Niwan Palace.

This is really a strange thing.

Mu Xingqiu did not have time to think too much, and then he was dragged into another Niwan Palace.

The white room, like all Taoists, was flawless, but there was no human form here.

Mu Xingqiu did not feel a strong sense of comfort, so he was sure that this was not his Niwan Palace. He did not expect that there were Taoists like him.

Bang! This sound was louder than any previous one.

But it was not Mu Xingqiu who was hit, but Yi Shijun. This Niwan Palace without a human form trapped the intruder.

Yi Shijun was obviously surprised. For him, any Niwan Palace was an undefended place, and he had never encountered any obstacles.

He continued to fly and hit it again, and flew again, and hit it again.

Yi Shijun flew up and down, left and right, and there were obstacles everywhere, even the way in was blocked.

The white room quickly grew larger, faster than Yi Shijun's flight, and he could no longer hit the wall. Soon, there were peaks under his feet, pavilions and towers were built around him, towering trees grew vigorously, and bright flowers and plants covered the ground in the blink of an eye, and rare animals appeared in between.

Mu Xingqiu looked at a nearby tower and recognized it as the forbidden secret tower of the old Pangshan Mountain.

This person's Niwan Palace actually directly transformed the entire Laozu Peak!

Mu Xingqiu found that he had a body again, holding a person's wrist tightly in his hand. This person was also taking shape quickly, and it was still Zuo Liuying's appearance.

Yi Shijun gave up resisting, looked left and right, and nodded constantly, "The Five Elements Water Illusion is powerful, but there is a small loophole. Zuo Liuying, you forgot to make air!"

After Yi Shijun said this, Mu Xingqiu immediately felt difficulty breathing, and soon he smelled fresh air.

"Let me go." Yi Shijun said to Mu Xingqiu, looking him up and down, "Do you have the bloodline of the donkey demon? So stubborn."

Mu Xingqiu still didn't let go. He was observing. The illusion was obviously cast by Zuo Liuying, but who owned this Niwan Palace?

Yi Shijun sighed, and suddenly turned into a wisp of smoke, flowing out of Mu Xingqiu's palm, and then appeared on the top of a statue a hundred steps away, "Stupid, illusions also have rules. As long as you follow the rules, you can cast spells. It's not you who is trapping me now."

Mu Xingqiu snorted, and did not chase him. Instead, he turned around in place, looking for Zuo Liuying's figure. The illusion he created should be able to easily defeat Yi Shijun.

But Zuo Liuying seemed to think that the timing was not right and still did not show up.

Yi Shijun jumped to the ground, put his hands behind his back, and strolled leisurely, "Although I have eaten several Pangshan Taoist priests, their memories are not as perfect as illusions after all..."

"Have you eaten Pangshan Taoist priests?" Mu Xingqiu chased after him, not quite believing what Yi Shijun said. If he really did so, the Taoist school would not have ignored him for so long in the past.

"Of course, it tastes good, and it is considered top-notch among the nine Taoist schools." Yi Shijun plucked a precious flower on the side of the road, sniffed it, and threw it away casually, "You wonder why the Taoist school doesn't deal with me? Haha, that's because they never knew that the deaths of those people were related to me."

Yi Shijun turned into a big snake, with two lantern-like eyes hanging in the air, looking down at Mu Xingqiu, "Do you remember? I used this form to eat a Pangshan Taoist priest. Of course, I only ate a little, but I benefited a lot."

The past was like an arrow flying from the dark, hitting the unprepared Mu Xingqiu. He suddenly remembered the past many years ago: kidnapping a bride, escaping, snake demon, Li Yuechi...