"When people are alive, they always have to have some dreams. Whether it is a dream or not, you will know when you enter it."

Ye Lingyue shrugged, not feeling much about Concubine Qing's cynicism.

From a silly girl to the Yue Hua Emperor who is famous in the three worlds, sarcasm and sarcasm are commonplace for Ye Lingyue.

There was an extra talisman in her hand.

I could only hear the ground swaying for a while, and the broken walls on the ruins of Xiayang Palace spontaneously moved away.

The furnishings in the palace were also displayed one by one.

Xia Houqi's dragon couch is located in the southeast.

Although it has collapsed, the floor tiles of Xiayang Palace are still intact.

Ye Lingyue tapped the floor tiles according to the direction of the dragon couch.

There was a dull sound in my ears.

This proves that the floor tiles under the dragon couch are solid...the floor tiles are solid, and there is no underground palace underneath.

Ye Lingyue's expression became a little more solemn.

A look of sarcasm appeared on Concubine Qing's face.

The origin of this young alchemist is very mysterious, but no matter how powerful he is, he is nothing more than that.

How can the Dark Territory be dealt with by the alchemists from the Ninety-nine Lands?

"It's useless. Only Qi'er can find the entrance to the underground palace. The Ai family also tried it earlier and never found the underground palace."

When the Queen Mother first learned about the underground palace, she was eager to protect her and wanted to enter the underground palace to explore it in person. Unfortunately, she was not qualified to enter the underground palace.

"The entrance to the underground palace is right under the dragon couch. There is no doubt about this. If you want to enter, you may have to use some extraordinary means."

Ye Lingyue thought for a moment and picked up a piece of broken tiles.

The broken tiles are part of Xiayang Palace, and there are still some traces of underworld patterns on them.

Although it is not very obvious, in the eyes of a spiritual master like Ye Lingyue, these dark patterns are very clear.

She studied the tile for a full quarter of an hour.

"Alchemist Ye..."

Seeing that Ye Lingyue remained motionless as time passed, the Queen Mother became more and more uneasy.

"It seems that this is the only way. Your Majesty, I'm offended."

After Ye Lingyue said this, her consciousness moved, and she already had a piece of cinnabar for making talismans and a tube of talisman pens in her hands.

I don't know what was added to the cinnabar, and it changed from the original vermilion to a pitch black color like ink.

The Queen Mother was stunned, wondering what Ye Lingyue's specific intentions were.

Even Concubine Qing had a strange look on her face as she looked at Ye Lingyue's actions.

"I need to copy a copy of the underworld pattern, and I would like to borrow the Queen Mother's phoenix body for use."

Ye Lingyue said.

"It's so ridiculous that you, an ordinary person, actually want to copy the underworld patterns?"

Concubine Qing laughed loudly.

These underworld patterns are simply impossible to copy.

Ye Lingyue, however, completely ignored Qing Fei's reaction. She moved the talisman pen in her hand and started painting in the air.

Only then did the Queen Mother understand that Ye Lingyue actually wanted to draw dark patterns on her body.

But I saw that Ye Lingyue's strokes were extremely smooth. In less than half a quarter of an hour, dark lines had "grown" on the Queen Mother's face, body, limbs, and everywhere that could be seen by the naked eye.

Ye Lingyue combined the ruins of Xia Yang Palace with the painted ghost patterns on the corpse soldiers she encountered earlier, and completely pieced together the ghost patterns that had never been drawn before.

The dark patterns on the Queen Mother's body are almost exactly the same as those on the corpse soldiers and even the palace walls.

The only difference is that the dark patterns on the Queen Mother's body are drawn with cinnabar.

The underworld patterns in the Summer Palace and even on the bodies of the corpse soldiers were carved on them.

"It's really the underworld pattern, but it must be just a resemblance in appearance. The underworld pattern is a gift from God, and only adults from the Dark Territory can give it to it. This little alchemist is just a Fang Zun at best, how can he possibly master the real underworld pattern?

The method of drawing.”

Concubine Qing was also shocked, but she comforted herself.

"Your Majesty, I'm offended."

When Ye Lingyue finished drawing the last stroke, she saluted the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother's skin, as white as goat's milk, was already covered with tattoo-like patterns.

I'm afraid the Queen Mother has never had a similar experience in her life.

"As long as we can help Qi'er and save Daxia, it doesn't matter if the Ai family suffers a little injustice."

The Queen Mother smiled and shook her head.

Although Ye Lingyue painted her body and face messily, the Queen Mother didn't quite understand what she wanted to do.

But it has to be said that the Queen Mother did not feel any discomfort during the process of drawing the underworld pattern. In fact, the Queen Mother felt that through the talisman pen, she could feel that the muscles all over her body were very relaxed, as if there was a warm feeling.

The feeling spreads throughout the body.

This is also Ye Lingyue's special method when painting the underworld patterns. She knows that her underworld patterns are not carved and their effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

In order to make the cinnabar dark pattern more effective, Ye Lingyue simply integrated part of his spiritual thoughts and white cauldron breath into the cinnabar.

In this way, although the underworld pattern is only drawn with cinnabar and can be cleaned afterwards, it is much deeper than ordinary drawing and has been integrated into the human skin and blood marrow.

After Ye Lingyue finished drawing the empress dowager's dark patterns, she moved her spiritual thoughts, drove the talisman pen, and drew the gourd in the same way, drawing all the dark patterns on herself.

Concubine Qing saw this scene and sneered in her heart.

She had no patience anymore, she thought the little alchemist was very capable.

Rather than waiting here for the ridiculous behavior of the little alchemist, she would rather go and see what happened to the people of Nan Shisi.

At this moment, the underworld bugs should have spread to the entire Xia Capital.

Qing Fei's soul disappeared in an instant.

"Queen Mother, please come forward and try again to see if you can find the underground palace."

Ye Lingyue motioned to the Queen Mother to give it a try.

The Queen Mother hesitated for a moment, followed Ye Lingyue's example, walked to the position of the dragon couch earlier, and lightly tapped the floor tiles with her knuckles.

The first sound was still a dull sound.

There was a bit of helplessness in the Queen Mother's eyes.

Under Ye Lingyue's encouraging gaze, the Queen Mother gently knocked a few more times.

The second sound...the third sound...at the third sound, the sound suddenly changed under the floor tiles.

There were changes on the floor tiles.

The originally solid floor tiles made a crisp sound. Just below the dragon couch, two square floor tiles spontaneously moved away, revealing a secret passage on the ground.

The Queen Mother and Ye Lingyue were both happy.

"It's open...there really is an underground palace down there."

The Queen Mother was in disbelief as she watched the floor tiles being opened to reveal an additional entrance on the ground.

I don't know where the entrance leads. It looks dark, and a cold wind blows out from the entrance.

Ye Lingyue looked up and saw that Concubine Qing had disappeared.

"Your Majesty, the underground palace has given us the acquiescence. Just follow me and we will enter the underground palace to explore. Whether we can find the secret of the ancient coffin and solve those underworld insects depends on us."
Chapter completed!