Chapter 542: Moon Palace Saint

Taken with ominousness!

As soon as these words came out, Li Qing's pupils shrank slightly.

To be honest, he didn't know much about the specific situation in the western part of the Great Wilderness. He only knew that there was a life forbidden land, Yuezhaoling, and a fairy force, Zhuyue Palace.

Apart from that, he didn't know anything more about these two places.

Especially the life forbidden land of Yuezhaoling. He had only heard of this name on weekdays, but he didn't know why it was called a forbidden land.

"Ominous? What do you mean?" Li Qing's face became a little solemn.

He was originally looking forward to this Zhuyue event, but his heart was suddenly hanging, fearing that he would suffer a heavy blow.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Wuji has been in seclusion for too long and hasn't even heard of these things."

"In fact, I don't know the specific situation. No one can figure it out."

"But some people say that Yuezhao Ridge is actually a burial pit from an extremely ancient time. Later, this place was shrouded in moonlight for many years and accumulated a lot of Taiyin power."

"In short, this forbidden area is quite evil. Once you get stuck in it, even a cultivator in the Jindan stage will be in danger of death."

At this moment, Li Qing finally had a certain sense of reality about the so-called Yuezhao Ridge.

The ancient burial pit, no one knows what is buried, but it is illuminated by moonlight all year round and accumulates Taiyin power.

The moon is Taiyin.

Thinking about it carefully, it is indeed a bit creepy.

In fact, throughout the ages, this evil forbidden area has indeed swallowed the lives of many cultivators.

Knowing that it is a life forbidden area, but still risking death, there is a reason for forcing it.

The reason for this is that there are many precious spiritual objects and opportunities in Yuezhaoling.

It is said that the rise of the first generation of the master of Zhuyue Palace is related to this.

Then this powerful immortal power has been passed down to this day, strictly abiding by the first generation of ancestral precepts.

For example, never interfere in external disputes, and only recruit female disciples.

All kinds of strange reasons are probably related to Yuezhaoling.

After listening to Master Xuangu's story, Li Qing couldn't help but fall silent. His mind was surging, thinking about whether to fight for the spiritual objects distributed at the Zhuyue Festival next.

As if seeing Li Qing's inner fear, Master Xuan Gu chuckled and said:

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Wuji, there is actually no need to be so fearful. In fact, as long as you are not too greedy, it shouldn't have much impact to seize one or two spiritual objects at the Zhuyue Festival."

"Zhuyue Palace has been passed down for so many years, and has held so many Zhuyue Festivals, and only a few accidents have occurred."

At this time, Li Qing was slightly relieved, thinking that it would be better to act according to circumstances in the future.

As the two were talking, they finally arrived at the venue where the Zhuyue Palace held the festival.

This is the back mountain of Zhuyue Palace, and there are strange spiritual trees planted around it.

"I guess these spiritual trees are moon crown trees? A kind of spiritual wood that can only grow in such a strange environment."

Someone said the origin of these trees.

"Yes, in the entire Great Wilderness, I'm afraid that only the Moon-Chushou Palace and Yuezhao Ridge are suitable for the growth of this kind of strange tree."

"I heard that the Moon-Chushou Palace's Pure Moon Pill and Moon Palace Brew use the fruits and buds of this kind of spiritual tree as the main materials, but I don't know whether it's true or not."

"Hiss, look at those old trees, they must be nearly ten thousand years old, right?!"

As soon as this call came out, it instantly attracted the attention of countless cultivators present, and they all looked in the direction of the sound.

Even Li Qing was no exception. He looked at the deepest part of the back mountain with a burning gaze, where three vigorous moon-crown trees took deep roots.

These three moon-crown trees are very different from those other trees. Not only are the trunks covered with layers of old bark, but even the leaves are more green.

In addition, these three old trees also exude a pure aura of spiritual energy.

The most magical thing is that every leaf of these three old trees seems to be breathing in moonlight.

Nearly ten thousand years old spiritual wood!

This is definitely the most precious material for refining wood magic weapons!

There are many cultivators who practice wood skills, such as Mu Long Zhenren!

After seeing these old moon crown trees, his breathing suddenly became extremely heavy, and he stared at the three old trees without blinking, as if he was about to fall into them.

There is no way, he is not only a cultivator who practices wood skills, but also has a strong interest in cultivating various spiritual plants.

At the beginning, he made a deal with Li Qing for a rare resurrection grass and told Li Qing a place containing yin and yang spiritual liquid.

After seeing these moon crown trees, his mood naturally could not calm down.

Soon, when everyone was amazed, a bright full moon slowly rose from behind the mountain.

Yue Xuan Zhenjun is here!

After seeing this round of moon disk, everyone had to restrain their burning eyes no matter how much they wanted these moon crown trees.

Only Master Mulong still had a look of reluctance in his eyes. It was rare to find someone who loved plants and trees as enthusiastically as him.

Perhaps sensing the mood of the visitors around him, Master Yuexuan chuckled and said:

"You have misunderstood. These old trees only look vigorous. In fact, they are only over 5,000 years old."

"These three moon crowns are the maximum age that my Zhuyue Palace can cultivate."

As soon as these words came out, the first person who didn't believe it was Master Mulong, but after all, he was facing a Nascent Soul Master, so he had no choice but to ask politely:

"Master Yuexuan Palace, these Yueguan trees have a thick layer of old bark on their trunks, and with their dark green leaves, I think they are at least close to nine thousand years old, right?"

Others also nodded subconsciously, which was similar to their views.

They didn't believe anything that a tree that was only five thousand years old looked like this.

However, Zhenjun Yuexuan said calmly:

"About this, you will understand when I start to receive the moon energy from Yuezhao Ridge."

"I think the Moon Crown Tree, which is nearly 10,000 years old, can only be found in Yuezhao Ridge. At least I can't grow it in Zhuyue Palace."

After hearing True Lord Yue Xuan's explanation, the others nodded doubtfully and stopped asking any more questions.

The monks present were scattered in various positions under the night sky. The strong ones in the elixir-formation stage and above stood on nothing, while the monks in the foundation-building stage stepped on their magic weapons to control the air.

No one fell to the ground. After all, when the time came to compete for the spiritual objects brought from Yuezhao Ridge, it was naturally better to occupy a favorable position early.

Just when everyone was looking forward to it, the monthly event finally began.

Only a soft voice was heard resounding from a palace:

"Moonstone please!"

As the words fell, holy figures like fairies from the Moon Palace floated from all directions.

These female cultivators from Zhuyue Palace formed a strange formation, and then began to activate their magic power.

boom!

The ground in the back mountain began to tremble, and fallen leaves fell from the moon crown trees. They merged with the gauze-like moonlight pouring under the night sky, forming a very artistic picture.

Soon, a strange milky-white stone appeared. As soon as it appeared, it attracted the scattered moonlight around it.

The next moment, all the female cultivators in Zhuyue Palace shouted in unison:

"Welcome to the Saint!"

Buzz!

In the main hall of Zhuyue Palace, a slender figure rose into the sky. She stepped on the void, and every step she took was as gentle as a dragonfly touching water, and she flew over at an unhurried speed.

Almost every monk who was invited to the scene couldn't help but look back, wanting to catch a glimpse of the beauty of the contemporary Saint of the Moon-Chasing Palace.

It was a beautiful face, with poetic and picturesque eyebrows, and skin that was better than snow. It was like a banished fairy who had come to the mortal world.

There is a white ribbon dancing in the wind behind her, making her look even more elegant.

It was such an ethereal woman who easily stole everyone's attention, causing most of the monks to hold their breath.

Li Qing, who was in the crowd, widened his eyes.

It was not because he was deceived by the beauty of this saint, but because he knew this woman!

"It's her."