When Ye Qin came in, the ghost seemed to know how powerful he was. He could escape far away when he saw him coming. At this time, Ye Qin's spiritual sense had reached hundreds of meters, and he could sweep out more than ten meters even in the gray fog, but he still couldn't sweep the end. He was just on it, and when he entered the island, he knew how big the island was. Strangely, Ye Qin had never found a ghost slave along the way, and he didn't know where he was.

Without anyone stopping, Ye Qin passed through the gray fog smoothly, and a beautiful scenery like a garden appeared before him. In front of him, there were flowers, and in the middle of the garden was a small road with several pavilions dotted on the path. Opposite the garden was a magnificent palace, with carved beams and painted roofs, towering into the clouds and extremely grand. The clouds and mists were floating like fairy palaces.

Ye Qin swept out his spiritual sense and found some differences. There was a pavilion on the right side. His spiritual sense could not be swept in. It was obviously a ban that someone had put down. However, Ye Qin did not think too much. At this time, he was completely attracted by this magnificent palace and walked quickly towards the hall.

In the pavilion where Ye Qin's spiritual sense could not be swept into, Mo Jieting was restricted by the ghost slave's formation. She could clearly see the scene outside but couldn't walk out. Suddenly she saw Ye Qin walking in through the gray fog. She immediately realized that Ye Qin was coming to save her. She desperately hit the transparent shackles, and she shouted to Ye Qin with tears in her eyes: "Ye Qin... Woo, you finally came to save me, I knew you would definitely come to save me, and now you are here..."

But she suddenly found Ye Qin glanced at this side and walked quickly towards the hall opposite. Mo Jieting saw the ghost slave enter the hall with her own eyes. She knew the ghost slave's ability. She could manipulate those ghosts and imprisoned her with a wave of her hand. She said why she wanted to use her as a furnace and suck up her Yuanyin transformation.

It was precisely because she knew the power of the ghost slave that she didn't want Ye Qin to take risks. She shouted desperately and gestured, meaning that the ghost slave was inside, but Ye Qin couldn't see it at all. Seeing Ye Qin walking to a stone tablet and stopping, Mo Jieting even shouted desperately, trying to stop him, but everything was in a daze. Ye Qin stayed in front of the stone tablet for a moment and walked towards the Qinglian Palace again. Mo Jieting fell into despair, and shed tears on the ground.

Ye Qin saw that there were several lines of words engraved on the stone tablet, which looked like a tadpole text, but he did not recognize it. The spiritual sense was released and felt the spiritual imprint on it. It seemed that the person erecting the monument had fully considered this point, which also showed that even if the erector was not a cultivator, he might be a wizard. Through the spiritual imprint Ye Qin also roughly understood the meaning of these words: Qinglian is a holy object of the Yue clan. Every hundred years, the Qinglian Hall appears on its own. Those who are lucky enough to see should bow down and kowtow to show respect and remember it!

After reading these words, Ye Qin seemed to understand something. This Qinglian Palace should have been born on its own every hundred years, rather than built by the Yue clan itself. The Qinglian brought immortality to the Yue clan. I believe that those zombies were from the Yue clan, so they were regarded as sacred objects by the descendants of the Yue clan, which was consistent with what the ghost slave said.

After reading the stone tablet, Ye Qin shook his head. The so-called immortality is just a walking corpse, not a true eternal life.

What he didn't know was that when the Yuezhi Kingdom was defeated and was chased and fled here, it was the time when the Qinglian Palace appeared. The sacred power caused the seriously injured Yue clan members to recover instantly. At that time, there was a wizard from the Yuezhi Kingdom who discovered the Qinglian hidden in the Qinglian Palace through special abilities. A month later, the Qinglian Palace disappeared on its own.

Such a magical thing was immediately recorded by the Yue clans, and houses were built here to reproduce. A hundred years later, the Qinglian Palace appeared again, and many of the tribes were cured without treatment. Once the dead were sent to the vicinity of the Qinglian Palace, they also gained an immortal body. Whether they turned into zombies or not, they did live.

Based on the records of his ancestors, the descendants of Yuezhi Kingdom regarded Qinglian as a holy object and built a large number of buildings around the Qinglian Hall, specializing in protecting the Qinglian in the Qinglian Hall, and sealed the zombies in the stone wall with witchcraft, which allowed Ye Qin to see the scene. However, the age was long and the ban was loose, but a stranger broke in, and the zombies were resurrected and rushed out of the shackles, and then completely wiped out by Ye Qin. The descendants of Yuezhi Kingdom died after the owner of the ghost slave accidentally broke into this place.

Since he was regarded as a sacred object by the Yue clan, Ye Qin was even more curious and looked up at this magnificent palace that was born out of thin air. Several large gilded characters in the Qinglian Hall shone brightly, standing out of thin air, implying the Taoist rhyme. Ye Qin looked at it for a moment, and the problem that was difficult to understand in practice in his daily life actually suddenly realized at this moment.

Ye Qin was even more surprised when he was happy. He thought of exploring the truth and walked towards the Qinglian Hall. Mo Jieting cried behind him without knowing that he had no idea.

Entering the hall, a huge light ball blocked the front, unable to see any situation inside, Ye Qin reached out and touched it. Although the light ball was as shaped like plastic, it was extremely hard. Ye Qin took out his pistol and fired it "bang", but the light ball did not react at all.

Ye Qin stepped forward and looked at it. There was no trace left on it. He took a deep breath. How could such a hard thing get in? Is this artificial or natural?

He suddenly thought of the records on the stone tablet that the Qinglian Hall appeared once a hundred years. Since the hall naturally appeared, the light ball should also be born with the heaven and earth, and can only be opened with magic weapons.

Ye Qin thought about it and didn't want to use the Blood Soul. If he didn't completely refine it, his own efforts would be in vain if the inner demons were created again. Since the Spear of the Traxote is known as a ghost weapon and can block the magic weapon of the ghost slave, it should be useful to deal with this thing.

With this idea, Ye Qin held the spear of Trat in his hand, exhaled and hit the spear out. The light ball made no sound, and a wide gap appeared in front of him, and the gap was quickly bridged.

Ye Qin hurriedly flashed in. The moment he entered, the arc-shaped light ball behind him was completely closed, as if the crack had never existed. There was a gray space inside, with several dragon-dragon golden pillars standing in it, as if they were straight to the sky, and they could not see the top at all. A breath of ancient prehistoric land came in a vast way, as if it had existed here for tens of thousands of years.

In front of it is a row of ancient jade stairs, with a total of 9981 steps. Above the stairs is a high platform, which also exudes the aura of ancient and prehistoric times. The fog is surrounded by fog, and rumbling sounds are constantly heard from the fog. Standing in front of the platform, Ye Qin seemed to be in the sun and the moon. When the chaos first opened, his whole body was surrounded by the vast ancient and vast aura of ancient and wilderness.
Chapter completed!