The Wudang Junior Master

Chapter 312 The World in the Painting, Fairy Palace on the Clouds

"Oh, you're here."

Taoist Feng, who was working in cahoots with Zhang Wuling, saw Queen Chen coming up and the golden mask in the other's hand.

Empress Chen came over, glanced at Zhang Wuling, and handed him the golden mask. "Old man, I have brought you what you requested."

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

Empress Chen said, "I'm fine, it's all Mr. Kan's fault."

"Where are the others?" asked Old Taoist Feng.

Queen Chen didn't say anything, but looked at Zhang Wuling beside her, her meaning was very clear.

But unexpectedly, Feng Laodao said: "It's okay, there are no outsiders here."

No outsiders?

Queen Chen was a little confused. Could it be that Zhang Wuling had rebelled and joined their Taiping Dao?

Although he didn't understand what had happened, since Taoist Feng said so, he didn't hide anything.

"Master Kan is still playing with Wang Ye and the other kids downstairs."

"Well...let him be."

Taoist Feng nodded, then stood up and walked towards the last bronze statue.

Zhang Wuling watched with his own eyes as Taoist Feng placed the golden mask on the faces of the statues, and then the bases under the three bronze statues began to rotate with a "click".

Then, the three bronze statues turned to face the mural, and three white rays of light shot out from their eyebrows, hitting a palace in the center.

Suddenly, the entire mural seemed to come alive, and light slowly flowed to the entire mural, making the lines more obvious.

"It's truly amazing..." Empress Chen couldn't help but sigh, "I thought the 'Map of Mountains and Rivers and States' and the stories in 'Liao Zhai' were just stories and legends."

Taoist Feng stroked his beard and smiled, "Legends have their origins. People can't imagine things they haven't seen. The world in the painting sounds mythical, but it's not impossible. Doesn't the Wang family's Shen Tu have similar abilities?"

Queen Chen said, "That's right, but this is creating a world in a painting. What kind of extraordinary person can do this?"

"Since ancient times, talented people have been as numerous as the fish in the river, and it is not surprising that they can accomplish anything."

Taoist Feng was very calm. When all the murals were lit up, colorful light waves flowed, as if there was an illusion of a picture within a picture.

"Let's go."

Taoist Feng took the lead and walked towards the mural, and then he entered the glowing mural.

Zhang Wuling glanced at Chen Hou and the three demon kings, said nothing, with a faint smile on his face, and then walked in.

There is no way, the more skilled you are, the bolder you are. This is very true.

Just like many people are afraid of ghosts, it’s only because they don’t know how to deal with them. If you really know magic, then you would think about how ghosts should be afraid of you.

The feeling of entering the world of murals is wonderful, just like passing through a layer of warm water curtain.

After entering, the view is broad.

In the distance, there is a sea of ​​clouds, the sky is high and the land is vast, and among the sea of ​​clouds, there is an extremely magnificent palace.

The palace stood on the clouds, nestled in the vast sea of ​​clouds.

At this time, Zhang Wuling was standing on a place similar to a peak, with a towering mountain under his feet.

"What is that place?"

Feng Laodao said: "That is the tomb of the King of Nanzhao, our destination this time."

Zhang Wuling laughed. "This King of Nanzhao is really capable of making a fuss. He hides himself in a world within a painting and even builds his tomb palace above a sea of ​​clouds. Is he crazy about becoming a god?"

Taoist Feng turned around and jokingly asked, "Why, don't you want to become an immortal?"

"Ha!" Zhang Wuling laughed. "If you say you don't want to become an immortal, you're definitely lying. But there's no need to be obsessed with such things. Whether you succeed or not sometimes depends on fate."

"Destiny? Haha!" Old Taoist Feng smiled and looked up.

Queen Chen and the three demon kings also followed in and noticed the palace on the clouds.

"How are we supposed to get through here?" asked Queen Chen.

The palace was in the sea of ​​clouds, a long way from the top of the mountain where they were. It would be impossible to get there without the ability to ride on the clouds.

Feng Laodao said: "Don't be afraid, just walk over there. The clouds here won't fall."

"Let me try."

Zhang Wuling suddenly stood up and was the first to walk towards the sea of ​​clouds.

The result was just as Taoist Feng said. Even without using any magic, he could still stand firmly on the clouds.

But it’s different from walking on the ground. The feeling of walking on the clouds is like walking on a quilt, very soft.

Zhang Wuling's eyes rolled, and he turned around and said, "Well, I'll go ahead and scout the road."

After saying this, he ignored Feng Laodao and the others, moved his body, and turned into thunder and rushed out.

"Damn it! Old man, this kid is trying to run away!" Queen Chen said in shock.

Feng Laodao said, "I'm going to chase that guy, you guys follow me."

Feng Laodao's figure flashed and disappeared.

The Purple-Winged Demon King suddenly spread a pair of wings from his back, flapped them twice, and then disappeared in an instant at an extremely fast speed.

"Uh..." Queen Chen looked at the Red Demon King and the other man, "Um, should we go together?"

The Red Demon King snorted coldly: "Let's go, our speed is not as fast as theirs, there is no need to show off."

"That's what I meant." Queen Chen said with a smile.

Tomb Palace of the Nanzhao King.

There was a flash of lightning, and Zhang Wuling's figure instantly appeared in front of the tomb door.

Only when you get closer can you see the grandeur and magnificence of this tomb palace.

The bronze door was shining with golden light, with dragons and phoenixes carved on it. There were cranes flying on both sides, and groups of fairies holding flower baskets, fans and incense, as if welcoming the immortals.

Zhang Wuling took a quick look and had no time to admire it. He kicked the tomb door open and rushed in without caring whether there was a mechanism or not.

Because he knew that Feng Laodao and the others must be following him, so he had to hurry up.

As soon as you come in, you will see the floor covered with white marble, as smooth as a mirror. On both sides are large pillars with bare gold bases. Flying dragons are circling on the pillars, looking lifelike, as if they will fly away from the pillars at any time.

Between the pillars are bronze incense burners in the shape of lotus flowers.

Behind the pillars are white jade statues, all of which are holding tablets and wearing court robes. They look like civil and military officials.

All of these people were facing one direction, which was the top white jade coffin inlaid with gold and covered with a picture of worshiping the immortals.

It can be said that any item taken out of here is shocking enough.

But Zhang Wuling didn't care about these jade treasures. His eyes were attracted by one thing, that is, the huge glazed lotus outside the platinum jade coffin.

The glass lotus itself is rich in color and flows with colorful lights. It looks dreamy and mysterious, not like an ordinary thing in this world.

The coffin was wrapped in a glazed lotus, the petals bloomed and slowly rotated in the air, radiating light that illuminated the entire hall.

At first sight, Zhang Wuling fell in love with the Glazed Lotus, because he could tell that it was a top-grade magic weapon.

"Tsk, he's worthy of being the king. The treasures he uses are better than those of ordinary people..."

Zhang Wuling was envious. Even though he was a disciple from a big sect, he couldn't help but envy these ancient emperors.

To be honest, when it comes to cultivating immortals and comparing talents, ancient emperors may not be able to compare with serious cultivators.

But when it comes to resources and magic weapons, there is no sect in the world that can compare with the emperor.

After all, the whole world belongs to the king, and he is the emperor on earth who rules the world!

Even though the Nanzhao Kingdom is just a small country, its foundation is not something that any other sect can match.