Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

"Ten Thousand Poison Ponds?" Cui Heng thought for a moment after hearing this, and said in a deep voice, "I remember that Ten Thousand Poison Ponds should be one of the root inheritances of the Palace of Plague?"

"That's right." Lan Ta nodded and said, "According to the classic records, Ten Thousand Poison Pond is one of the two root inheritances brought from the original stars by Palace of Plague 120,000 years ago, and contains the supreme secret.

"Therefore, all the sect leaders of the past generations have practiced in the Ten Thousand Poison Ponds and understood the Taoist principles in it, trying to break through the level of saints and become the true king of saints.

"Moreover, we have many unique martial arts, which can only be practiced with the help of the water in the Ten Thousand Poison Pond. Now that the Ten Thousand Poison Pond has changed, it is no longer possible to obtain water. If this continues, most of our martial arts will be useless.

"This matter is related to the continuation of our inheritance. It is extremely urgent. The juniors really have no choice but to come boldly to disturb the Immortal Lord's purity and ask the Immortal Lord for help."

"I once promised Zhu Changsheng that if the Palace of Plague encounters any problems that cannot be solved, you can come to me for help." Cui Heng nodded lightly and said with a smile, "I am not one to break my promise, so I will naturally help."

"Thank you Immortal Lord, thank you Immortal Lord!" Lan Ta thanked him excitedly and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Let's go." Cui Heng stood up.

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In the past tens of thousands of years, after several wars, the Palace of Plague has been far away from the area where civilization is located.

To this day, although the Palace of Plague is still one of the three major immortal sects in Chongyang Star, it is located deep in the inaccessible Shiwan Mountain in Southern Xinjiang.

There are countless quarried trees surrounding it, and there are also strange formations arranged in mysterious formations. There is almost no trace of human civilization.

If it weren't for someone's guidance, even the saint who had unified all laws might not be able to pass through these layers of doubt formations and terrain.

Not to mention actually finding the mountain gate of the Palace of Plague.

However, with Lanta as the acting headmaster, there is no chance of finding a way out.

The two of them passed through a narrow and damp passage very smoothly, and then it suddenly dawned on them, as if they had arrived in a new world. There were strange flowers and plants everywhere, and giant trees towering into the sky.

In the center surrounded by giant trees, there is a tall and majestic palace that can be called a magnificent palace.

It is the Plague Palace.

In the past, there were actually many disciples coming and going around the Palace of Plague.

Because the Palace of Plague itself is equivalent to a very high-quality treasure, cultivating next to it will get twice the result with half the effort, and the huge open space around the palace is also reserved for this reason.

But now, there is no one within a radius of more than ten miles around the Palace of Plague, and they are all hiding far away.

At this time, the Plague Palace was surrounded by clouds of colorful strange mist, which spread out for a distance of seven or eight miles.

And this mist is obviously highly poisonous.

The trees planted directly in front of the palace have all withered and died.

As soon as Lan Ta appeared, many disciples from the Palace of Plague rushed over. They were both male and female, including Xuan Immortals and Golden Immortals, as well as several Wuji Golden Immortals.

"Elder Lanta, you are finally back. The mist in Ten Thousand Poison Pond has become more widespread just now."

"Yes, the mist in Ten Thousand Poison Pond is now unbearable even to the Golden Immortal. If Taiyi Xuanxian accidentally takes a breath, he will fall into coma on the spot."

"There is also the Plague Poison Sword. After you left, the Plague Poison Sword seemed to be stimulated by something. It was unsheathed and suspended in the hall of the Plague Palace."

Those who spoke were all Wuji Golden Immortals.

The mist that enveloped the Plague Palace could not affect the Wuji Golden Immortal. They could still go in to investigate the situation, but the more they explored, the more frightened they became.

The situation keeps getting worse.

At this time, someone also noticed Cui Heng and couldn't help asking Lan Ta: "Elder Lan Ta, who is this?"

Zhu Changsheng did not announce the existence of Cui Heng, because the people in the Palace of Plague did not actually know the existence of Cui Heng, but Lanta went out this time to ask for help, and now he brought back a person who should be here to help.

"This is Senior Cui, and all the masters respect him as the Supreme Immortal." Lan Ta briefly introduced Cui Heng, and then bowed respectfully, "I would also like to ask the Supreme Immortal to take action and save me from the Plague Palace."

Everyone present was shocked when they heard this and looked at Cui Heng.

Do all the masters respect him as the Supreme Immortal? !

This description is really an exaggeration for the disciples of Palace of Wen. The master is already a saint who unites all laws. What kind of existence can be respected as an immortal by him?

The pinnacle of the sixth realm, or the legendary supreme being who set foot on the seventh realm?

Since when has there been such a powerful person on Chongyang Planet?

"Come in with me and take a look first." Cui Heng nodded gently, staring at the colorful mist, and said solemnly, "These mist are not simple."

Under his spiritual perception, the essence of these mists is clearly visible. They are mists that are intertwined with different laws and rhymes and manifested.

However, the charm of these laws is not strong, just a little bit of thin power. It is not very powerful, as if it is the breath escaping from a huge body.

If there is anything special, it is that these laws and rhythms have extremely strong spirituality, just like living creatures, and they are constantly becoming richer and stronger.

Solving these fog diffusion problems is actually very simple.

Just find the main body and seal it.

But Cui Heng has to pay attention to the fact that he has extremely strong spirituality. The power of law has spirituality, which is a very clear characteristic of Nascent Soul.

If the mist spreads from the Ten Thousand Poison Pond, doesn't it mean that the Ten Thousand Poison Pond has the essence equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage?

This is a bit exaggerated.

After all, according to the records of the Palace of Plague, even in its heyday, the Palace of Plague did not have a creator. Where did it get a treasure that is essentially equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage?

Cui Heng was so confused that he walked directly to the Palace of Plague.

Ranta followed him without hesitation.

"Elder, be careful." Someone hurriedly reminded him, worried that Lanta didn't know that the mist's toxicity had increased.

But before he finished speaking, the colorful mist began to dissipate rapidly.

After Cui Heng walked into the fog, the fog around him dissipated instantly, and the fog within ten feet around him was cleared away, without any toxicity.

"This, what kind of method is this?!"

All the disciples in the Palace of Plague were very shocked. They had all tried to dispel the mist before.

However, due to the extremely high nature of these fogs, even the Infinite Golden Immortal could not dispel them, and could only watch as the fog increased.

Now I saw someone who could clear the ten feet of fog around him while walking. I was immediately shocked and felt great hope in my heart.

"The power of the Immortal." Lanta couldn't help but exclaimed. She also tried to dispel the mist, but it had no effect at all.

"It's just a small trick." Cui Heng shook his head gently.

For him, he only needs to suppress the spirituality of these laws, and he can easily gather and disperse them without any effort.

But if we want to cure it completely, we still have to go to Ten Thousand Poison Pond to have a look.

The two of them soon arrived at the Palace of Plague.

The moment they stepped into the front door——

Zheng!

Just hearing the sound of a sword trembling, the poisonous air in the void instantly condensed together, turning into a green sword light and suddenly slashing down in the air.

"It's the Plague Sword!" Lanta exclaimed in disbelief and hurriedly used his strength to try to stop it.

"Huh..." But at this moment, Cui Heng blew lightly.

The next moment, the green sword light collapsed on the spot, turning into countless light powder and scattered, and countless poisonous auras also dissipated.

Then, a three-foot-long sword with green light all over its body fell from the sky. After trembling slightly for two times, the brilliance dimmed.

"It has received spiritual control from the mist and rejects all those who dispel the mist." Cui Heng glanced at the plague sword on the ground and said calmly, "It is not damaged yet, but it will probably take thousands of years of warming to recover."

"Many, thank you Immortal Lord for your kindness." Lanta saluted respectfully.

She was so scared that her whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

Although he was unaware of the sudden attack by the Plague Sword, it was difficult to explain such a thing.

If Cui Heng pursues the case seriously, not to mention destroying the Plague Sword, even wiping out the entire Plague Palace on the spot would not be an exaggeration.

Now he only cripples the Plague Sword, which is really a great mercy.

After a while, the two of them arrived at the deepest part of the Palace of Plague, where the Ten Thousand Poison Pond was located.

Here is an empty hall, with a three-foot-wide pool in the center. The water inside is glowing with colorful lights, and clouds of mist emerge from it.

"Shangxian, this is the Ten Thousand Poison Ponds." Lan Ta pointed at the pond water and said, "On weekdays, the pond water only glows and does not emit fog, let alone spread out of the Plague Palace."

"This thing..." Cui Heng's spiritual consciousness spread out, sensing the breath of Ten Thousand Poison Pond, and his brows suddenly wrinkled, "Is this the root treasure of your Plague Palace?"

"Yes." Lanta nodded, somewhat confused as to why Cui Heng suddenly asked this.

"Yes." Cui Heng nodded lightly and said nothing more. Instead, he approached the Ten Thousand Poison Pond step by step, looked down and explored it, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice, "This Ten Thousand Poison Pond is not a dead thing. "

"What?!" Lanta was shocked when he heard this, and subconsciously said, "How is it possible?"

The Ten Thousand Poison Pond, which has been passed down as the root treasure of the Plague Palace for countless thousands of years, is actually alive?

How could such a thing happen?

If Cui Heng hadn't said this, she would have refuted it immediately.

But the current situation made her a little overwhelmed.

"It has indeed been affected by something, and this influence has allowed him to regain the characteristics of being alive." Cui Heng stared at the Poison Pond, his eyes gradually glowing with golden light, as if he could see through all illusions.

From his perspective, the originally colorful Ten Thousand Poison Pond water suddenly became clear, and the water waves inside actually reflected the mountains and rivers.

An extremely vast world!