Taoist "Five Dragons" glanced at it and smiled coldly.
Immediately he swept across Dongling and said calmly.
"Next, Pindao will explore part of the dragon vein area, determine the area of dragon vein contamination, locate the evil root of the dragon vein, and ask fellow Taoists in Dongling to temporarily suppress the National Fortune Dragon Soul to prevent Pindao from casting spells and accidentally injuring the dragon soul!"
Hearing this, several other Taoist priests of the Dongzi generation looked at each other and looked into the depths of the Dragon Veins.
This was a condition put forward by the Taoist priest ‘Five Dragons’ in advance, and they were not surprised.
However, they saw a strong golden sword light in the depths of Dongling instantly merged with the dragon energy of Dongling. The sound of a majestic dragon roaring filial piety could be vaguely heard. At this time, many Taoists seemed to be able to see a majestic black dragon suddenly guided by the sword light and submerged into the dragon vein.
Deep in the depths, the peripheral dragon energy is significantly reduced.
"Mirror Moon Photographs Spirits!"
Seeing this scene, Taoist "Five Dragons" raised his hand, and a magnificent magical power flowed out, just like taking the lunar moon, manifesting a magical mirror, and suddenly covering part of Dongling.
That is the method of identification that he learned from "Mirror Menstruation".
These techniques are like picking off a bright moon with every movement of his hand, reflecting the dark depths of the dragon's veins, and illuminating the tiny details in the depths of the dragon's veins.
Even Taoist Jingming, as well as Taoist Dongzhen, Dongxuan, and Dongjue could see clearly that the depths of the Dragon Vein were full of cracks under the mirror moon.
"The dragon's veins are actually damaged to this extent?"
Seeing this scene, the faces of the three Taoist priests of the Dongzi family sank, but there was an unreasonable chill in their hearts.
Hands and feet are cold.
When the dragon veins are damaged to this extent, such changes usually only occur at the end of the dynasty.
Thinking about the scene at the end of the dynasty, the three Dongzi Taoists felt an unreasonable fear in their hearts.
They all experienced the war of annihilation of the Shu Kingdom.
At that time, the Shu Kingdom did not have the state-preserving sect.
In the end, the great sect was besieged by many experts, and almost the whole army was wiped out. Many monks of the sect died in extremely tragic circumstances.
More than four hundred years have passed, and they never thought that Daqian's fortune would decline to this level.
They are not real souls, and they still have a chance to survive.
Once the Great Qian collapses, they, the elders of Dongshen Temple, will be the first to bear the brunt.
Their foundations all come from special fates. Each of these fates is related to luck. Once the foundation collapses, Taoism will be reduced by 50%. How will the remaining 50% Taoism cope with the crisis?
Zhang Jian was also slightly surprised. The huge Yang Shen consciousness merged into the depths of Dongling, and he saw more.
There are cracks in the dragon's veins deep in Dongling, and the dragon's energy leaks out. This is one of them.
On the other hand, there is a huge evil force hidden deep in the dragon veins. It also restrained most of the dragon veins and dragon energy, so that the dragon veins were so weak that they were unable to suppress the backlash of the dragon veins of Shu. In the end, the dragon veins and dragon energy of Shu were completely suppressed.
seeped in.
There is me in you, and you are in me!
"trouble!"
Zhang Jian also felt troublesome. Some secret methods for purifying dragon veins flashed deep in his eyes, and there were waves in his eyes. These secret methods could actually induce some of the dragon veins of Shu to be resentful, and even completely refine them.
For example, asking the royal family of Daqian to forge the Nine Cauldrons. With the help of the Nine Cauldrons, the Dragon Vein Resentment can be refining.
But Jiuding needs someone to take charge.
Otherwise, it is necessary to extract the spirit of the divine beast to suppress the dragon vein.
Zhang Jian obviously does not want to connect himself with the broken ship of Daqian.
"Senior Wulong, how are you?"
Taoist Jingming frowned, and through the mirror and moon photography, the deterioration of the dragon veins was much more serious than he imagined.
In this situation, he couldn't help but wonder whether Dragon Vein could still be saved?
"Take me to see the emperor!"
Zhang Jian remained calm and found out some of the confidence deep in the dragon's veins. At this moment, Zhang Jian felt a smile in his heart.
Taoist Jingming nodded and took Zhang Jian to the Ziwei Palace of the Imperial Palace.
In the Ziwei Hall, the dragon energy was blazing. Emperor Jingwu's face was now pale, his back was bulging high, and his body seemed to be arched, turning into a hunchback.
This honor was a great blow to Emperor Jingwu, who prided himself on being wise and powerful.
The malignant sores on his back have been recurring, and even if the national master uses magical techniques to cut them off, they will soon reappear on his back, absorbing his energy and spirit to continue to grow.
If Dongshen Temple hadn't used the treasure of Dongshen Temple to nourish his energy and spirit with a Tianyuan Golden Pill, the emperor would have been unable to hold on.
"His Majesty!"
Queen Qi next to her looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel like her heart was cut by a knife, her eyes rosy.
Seeing the appearance of Queen Qi, Emperor Jingwu became more and more irritable and couldn't help shouting angrily: "Why are you crying, I haven't died yet!"
His sudden outburst obviously caught Empress Qi off guard, and she just stood there at a loss.
Princess Qingfeng on the side stepped forward and patted Qi Yuzhu's hand gently, signaling her to leave first. She walked to Emperor Jingwu and whispered softly.
"Your Majesty, don't worry, the National Preceptor has already invited experts!"
"There are so many masters in the vast world, there must be an immortal who can cure your majesty!"
The eldest princess spoke softly, and Emperor Jingwu's face softened slightly. He glanced at the eldest sister in front of him, and after a moment he spoke softly.
"Eldest sister, I'm just a little unwilling. All this evil power was originally created by my ancestors. Why did it finally fall on me? I don't accept it!"
Emperor Jingwu looked bitter.
Princess Qingfeng sighed slightly when she heard this. This can only be said to be destiny.
Just as he was waiting for comfort, he saw Liang Shiwu's figure hurriedly appeared at the door, with a look of joy on his face.
"Your Majesty, eldest princess, the Imperial Master is here with the master!"
"Quick announcement!"
Hearing this, Emperor Jingwu and Princess Qingfeng both had slightly happy eyes, but they saw Taoist Jingming entering from the side of the palace with a high-crown figure wearing a cloth robe.
Emperor Jingwu said directly.
"National Master, the other one should be the Five Dragon Immortal. You two don't have to stick to the common etiquette. Please diagnose and treat my illness!"
Emperor Jingwu's anxious expression slowly subsided at this time, but he still looked at Zhang Jian with hope in his eyes.
Zhang Jian stepped forward without changing his expression. He took a brief look at the malignant sores on Emperor Jingwu's back.
In his eyes, a large black tumor appeared on Emperor Jingwu's back. This tumor seemed to be alive and was still trembling on Emperor Jingwu's back. It was sucking Emperor Jingwu's energy all the time.
is growing.
It seems that there are countless terrifying evils and omens intertwined with dragon energy inside. They resonate with the evil spirits in the dragon veins, and seem to be continuously attracting them to merge into the body of Emperor Jingwu.
Zhang Jian frowned slightly.
This was the first time he had seen such a big malignant sore.
This thing cannot be cut off directly, because it is already connected to the soul of Emperor Jingwu. If it is not rooted, this thing will grow again even if it is cut.
The times were too many, and Emperor Jingwu's body could no longer withstand such repeated harvests.
"How about it, Immortal?"
Emperor Jingwu's eyes were filled with hope at this moment.
Zhang Jian laughed when he heard this.
"Although this sore is nasty, it is not difficult to treat!"