Chapter 702 Appearance changes drastically
"Do you know that the royal family in the palace...has anyone escaped alive?" Yuan Ming hesitated for a while, and then asked again.
"I don't know... I only know that His Majesty the Emperor did not escape. He did not escape when the capital city was breached. He did not escape when the imperial city was breached. He also took the initiative to kill the enemy with his palace guards." The blind old man said,
Suddenly a little excited.
"Is he...dead?" Yuan Ming asked.
"How can you still live? What are you talking about?" the blind old man asked.
After saying that, he couldn't help but mutter to himself: "His Majesty the Emperor is a good man, but for this reason, I have to collect his body. If I can't find His Majesty's body, I won't leave."
"How can you, a blind person, tell who is the emperor?" Yuan Ming said with a bitter smile.
"I am blind, but my nose is not blind, and my heart is not blind. I cannot tell who is Your Majesty, so I will bury everyone in the palace." The blind old man smiled and said.
Hearing this, Yuan Ming sighed, took out two porcelain bottles, and placed them next to the blind old man's wooden cart.
Both of these are elixirs that heal injuries and nourish the body. After the elderly take them, they can cure all diseases, eliminate all diseases, and prolong life.
Then, Yuan Ming turned into a rainbow and flew away.
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Two days later, outside the gate of Guanshan Mountain in Changchun.
Several monks wearing the costumes of Wuyue Sect disciples slowly walked out of the door carrying a large brass vat.
The large vat was a mess, filled with round, bloody heads.
These people, talking and laughing, carried the vat to an open space outside the mountain gate, where there were two and a half Beijing temples built with human heads.
They took the heads out of the vat one by one and placed them on the unfinished half of the Beijing Temple.
"It seems that there are not enough brains in the temple. This last Beijing temple cannot be built." A thin young man with a sinister face said.
"Why are you so anxious? Ten or twenty of those prisoners will die every day. Just save them for a few days." Another middle-aged man with a fat body and a white face said with a smile.
"It's too slow. How about we go to the water prison to have some fun and get a few more out?" asked a tall man next to him who was busy stacking heads.
"It's not impossible." The white-faced, beardless middle-aged man seemed to be their head. He thought for a moment and nodded.
Several Wuyue Sect disciples stationed at the gate of the mountain looked at these people from a distance, with disdain in their eyes.
At this time, the middle-aged man who had just finished speaking suddenly stiffened his face, immediately left his companion behind, and walked towards the outside of the mountain.
"Hey, Senior Brother Yan, what are you doing?" the sinister young man shouted with a frown.
"Let's take a pee, do you want to join us?" the middle-aged man shouted without looking back.
After that, without waiting for him at all, he dived into the dense forest outside and walked deeper.
He came under a thick ginkgo tree inside and suddenly stood there, but he did not take off his pants to urinate. Instead, he stood there and swayed back and forth as if he was sleepwalking.
At this time, a figure suddenly appeared from the side, it was Yuan Ming.
Before the man woke up, Yuan Ming had already stretched out his hand and pointed at his forehead.
The middle-aged man who fell into the illusion had no resistance at all, so he was restrained by Yuan Ming and began to search for his soul.
After observation, Yuan Ming discovered that this person was not very high in cultivation and was only in the early stage of forming pills. He was a small leader among the disciples of the Wuyue Sect, and was suitable for controlling him to detect information.
But after a moment, Yuan Ming quietly stopped his hand and disappeared.
The disciple surnamed Yan shook his body and shuddered, as if he had just finished urinating. He subconsciously lifted his belt, turned around and walked back.
After he left, Yuan Ming slowly sat down against the tree trunk.
From the memory of that man's soul, Yuan Ming learned that since the end of the battle at Changchunguan, the Wuyue Sect had slowed down its offensive and seemed to intend to consolidate the results before continuing to advance.
I don't know if it was because Yuan Ming had destroyed their lair, but the Wuyue Sect even divided into a team and rushed back to the head teacher of Hei Wushan in Mobei at all hours of the night.
In addition, he learned that a group of prisoners of war from the Yunhuang Alliance were now being held in the cells of Guanlu Hall in Changchun.
However, this disciple surnamed Yan is too low-level. He only knows the route to the Law Hall and the defense on the surface. He doesn't know if there is any hidden defense force behind the scenes.
Not to mention the garrison situation of higher-level monks here.
Yuan Ming's action this time was just a small test. If he used illusion to control this disciple in the Dan Formation stage without alerting the Nascent Soul and above monks stationed here, he would make further attempts.
at night.
The lights inside and outside Changchun Temple are brightly lit, and the defense and patrol force is doubled compared to that during the day.
In the forest outside, Yuan Ming transformed into an undead tree demon, his root tentacles thrust forward, and a spatial ripple appeared in the void, as if a teleportation channel was about to open.
On the other side of the passage was the disciple named Yan who had been bewitched by his illusion during the day.
Yuan Ming left a mark of the soul on his body and controlled him with the secret technique of the soul. At this moment, he planned to use him as an anchor and sneak into Changchun Temple by relying on the ability of the immortal tree to travel through the void.
He planned to find the location of Changchun Guanlu Hall first and try to rescue the captured prisoners.
Regarding whether Liu Tianming is still alive, Yuan Ming still has unrealistic illusions deep down in his heart.
After all, he didn't find the other party's body.
However, just when his roots were about to pierce the ripples in the void, a weak mana fluctuation suddenly came from behind him.
Yuan Ming was immediately alert, his body did not turn around, and the roots decisively pierced the void.
However, the destination of the void shuttle changed in an instant.
Behind him, a tall figure was suppressing the fluctuations on his body and cautiously approaching Yuan Ming, but he did not notice a vortex appearing in the void behind him.
Within the whirlpool, an immortal tree vine suddenly stabbed out and headed straight for the back of his head.
At the critical moment, the alarm bells in the man's heart rang wildly, and his head suddenly tilted, just in time to avoid the attack of the immortal tree vine.
But in front of him, a figure suddenly disappeared. Yuan Ming was already close to him. He raised his hand and opened the Asura Blood Devouring Diagram, about to put it in it.
"Yuan Ming, it's me..."
Just as the thick blood gushing from Shura's Blood-devouring Diagram was about to drown the figure, a hoarse voice suddenly rang out.
Yuan Ming felt that he had never heard this voice, so he did not stop moving his hands.
His eyes also swept over that person at the same time.
It was a half-human, half-demon monster eight feet tall, with a thick body, a human body, and a head that resembled a bull's.
Its upper body was naked, covered with blood-red horn, its hands and feet were extremely thick, and its face with horns still vaguely resembled that of a human being, but the flesh and blood were separated in the center of its forehead, with a blood-colored crystal the size of a lychee embedded in it.
The moment he saw the man's eyes, Yuan Ming's attack movements suddenly froze, and he felt a bit familiar.
Seeing that the bull-headed monster showed no signs of attack, Yuan Ming also stopped moving, took back the Asura Blood-devouring Diagram, and stared at the opponent with a surprised look on his face.
"Who are you?" Yuan Ming couldn't help but ask.
"It's me, Ulu." A hoarse voice came from the mouth of the half-human, half-demon monster.
Yuan Ming's expression suddenly changed.
The person in front of him, whether it was his appearance, demeanor, voice, or the aura emanating from his body, was completely different from Ulu.
Only those eyes were exactly the same as his.
Seeing that Yuan Ming didn't seem to believe it, the half-demon monster quickly said: "You and I met in Biluo Cave in southern Xinjiang. At that time..."
Listening to what he told about the past, Yuan Ming's expression gradually changed.
"Wulu, how could you become like this?" Yuan Ming couldn't help but frown and asked.
"This is not the place to talk. You come with me." Ulu said without answering.
After saying that, he quickly left the place with Yuan Ming and came to a secret cave covered by a barrier.
After entering the cave, Yuan Ming couldn't help but ask: "What happened? How did you become like this? And your cultivation seems to have improved greatly?"
"It was all done by the Blood Demon Ancestor. After being taken away by him, a large amount of demonic energy was forcibly poured into my body. As a result, the blood figurine armor changed. Its erosion of my body began to accelerate, and I could not resist at all.
It ended up like this." Ulu was silent for a moment before speaking.
"Then your cultivation also skyrocketed because of this?" Yuan Ming asked.
"When the Blood Demon Ancestor left the Three Immortals Island, he had already taken away the corpse of a late Nascent Soul monk. He sealed the remaining power in his body into the blood figurine armor. After my body was fused with the armor,
This power also integrated into my body, forcibly raising my magic power to the late Nascent Soul stage." Wulu explained.
"Then this blood crystal on your head is..." Yuan Ming hesitated.
"I took this from the blood demon ancestor. When the blood figurine armor mutated and rioted, it was embedded in the center of my eyebrows. I can't take it off even if I want to. But it's a blessing in disguise. This blood crystal contains a magical power.
Extremely powerful magic power." Wulu raised his hand and touched the crystal between his eyebrows and said.
"I'm really not used to your current appearance." Yuan Ming sighed and said.
"Don't talk about me yet, why are you here? Don't you know that the Yunhuang Alliance has been defeated?" Ulu asked.
"I know, I'm here to find someone." Yuan Ming nodded.
"Who are you looking for? Could it be that fellow Taoist Xiying was also arrested?" Wulu's expression changed slightly and he asked.
"It's not her, it's the young emperor of the Jin Dynasty. He and I have been friends for many years." Yuan Ming shook his head and said.
"The Emperor of the Great Jin Kingdom... some people from the Great Jin Kingdom were indeed captured here, but I have been investigating here for many days, but I have never seen the little emperor you mentioned." Ulu frowned and thought for a moment before saying.
"Perhaps he's already dead, and I'm just here to try my luck..." Yuan Ming sighed.
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