This master himself is quite capable, otherwise he wouldn't have won Rong Jue's trust so easily.
After Rong Jue entered it, he soon felt that he had fallen into a mysterious and mysterious realm. This feeling was so magical and subtle that it was difficult to describe in words. It seemed that there were countless people murmuring in his ears, and he wanted to calm down and listen.
I knew what they were saying, but I couldn't understand it.
He even felt that his soul was being torn apart by a powerful force in the dark, as if it was being cut piece by piece. It hurt so much that he wanted to make a sound to ask the master to stop. But he couldn't say a word.
When I came out, I could only endure the pain that I had never felt before in my life.
If he had known that changing his destiny would be so painful, he would have asked the master to make more preparations for whatever he said.
This torturous pain lasted for a long time, so long that Rong Jue thought he would be in pain until the end of his life, and just hoped to end this torture as soon as possible.
At this moment, there seemed to be thunder in his ears, and the rumbling thunder was deafening. At that moment, he thought he was going to become deaf. His soul was also shocked, and was forced back by a huge force.
into his body, and then the force continued to press down, as if it was going to flatten his whole body. Rong Jue's breathing became difficult... At this moment, he faintly heard the sound of a baby crying.
That power disappeared in an instant.
Rong Jue opened his eyes and found himself lying on the ground, his clothes soaked with sweat.
He looked around blankly. He must have succeeded, right?
Very good!
He spent so much effort and finally successfully achieved his goal.
The ecstasy overwhelmed him, and Rong Jue wanted to get up from the ground, but found that maybe it was because he was in too much pain just now, so he didn't have the strength to get up now.
His servants don't know how to look at their faces, right? They don't even know how to help him up.
He was about to open his mouth to call them, but he saw the servants not far away, all with frightened expressions, as if they had seen ghosts.
"Here, help me up." He said angrily, and when he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was so hoarse, like a box with holes in the cold wind.
Rong Jue was stunned, what happened to him?
He raised his head and wanted to ask the master, but he saw that the master who originally looked like an immortal looked a bit old. The master opened his mouth, and the next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
He came out, splattering his white robe with bright red blood.
Rong Jue's expression changed drastically. This situation did not look like success.
At this time, his attendants also reacted and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.
Rong Jue lowered his head at this time. When he saw his exposed hands, he was severely frightened. His eyes were full of disbelief and fear.
His originally smooth and elastic hands were now like withered tree trunks. They were not the hands of a man in his thirties, but the hands of an old man.
He finally realized that a terrible change had taken place in himself that he did not like to see.
Rong Jue raised his hand and touched his face - he touched a wrinkle.
"Bring me a mirror." Rong Jue took a strong breath, her voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth...
His attendant crawled out and came in a short time later, handing him a silver mirror.
This palm-sized silver mirror was a product launched by the glass factory just this year, and can be sold for three thousand taels per side.
When he saw himself in the silver mirror, Rong Jue hated the existence of the silver mirror for the first time in his life. The reflection in the silver mirror was too clear, not a single hair was found, and it clearly reflected an old man who looked to be at least sixty years old.
He is so old that he cannot even deceive himself.
He has become so old! The master never told him that this would happen. If changing one's destiny requires such a price, he would not choose to do it no matter what. How long can he live like this?
"Why?"
"Why did it fail? Didn't you say it was already foolproof?" He slammed the mirror to the ground, and the mirror immediately turned into pieces, but Rong Jue couldn't care about it. All he could think about was his own failure.
After hearing this, his eyes were red and he yelled at the master.
"Tell me, did someone else send you to harm me?"
"Drag him down and chop him down, I will cut him into pieces!"
Rong Jue was so angry that he just wanted to skin the master and remove his bones.
His subordinates immediately rushed forward. Zhenren Sun, who had been treated with great courtesy by Rong Jue before, became a prisoner in an instant, and his life was even in danger. Zhenren Sun said in a panic: "Your Majesty, give me another chance
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"Let Pindao find the real reason for the formation's failure!"
"Someone must have tampered with it secretly."
"Pindao also suffered the backlash of the formation just now, and Daoxing lost more than thirty years. No matter what Pindao is, he will not make fun of his own life and Daoxing."
He yelled at the top of his lungs, "My lord, you can't let your loved ones suffer, and your enemies will be quick!"
Rong Jue's turbid eyes rolled, and his gaze fell on the much older master. Like him, he was backlashed by this formation.
When his subordinates were about to drag the master out of this place, he said: "Keep him."
Feeling that the hands that were restraining him were loosened, Sun Zhenren, who had almost lost his head just now, was dripping with cold sweat. His feet went weak and he knelt directly on the ground, gasping for air.
Rong Jue gritted his teeth and said, "I'll give you three days. You'd better find out the reason for the failure within this time and restore me to my original state."
Otherwise, don't blame him for being rude.
Sun Zhenren had a splitting headache. He clearly followed every step he took according to the records in the book. Logically speaking, it should be foolproof. He originally thought that Su Yueling's fate was so good, maybe he could divert the blame.
Some benefits.
As a result, I haven't seen the benefits now, and I am about to be killed.
Which step was wrong?
With only three days, how could he find out the reason?
When he thought that he would die in three days, the master's face was as pale as paper.
At this moment, a maid's voice came in from a distance, and the voice was filled with excitement and joy.
"Brother Zhang, can you tell the prince?"
"My concubine gave birth to a boy weighing six pounds and four taels safely."
Master Sun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he was enlightened.
This can be regarded as letting him find the person to take the blame!
It’s a great time for this kid!
It’s up to him to be a poor Taoist but not to die!
No matter what Prince Kang did, he would never really kill his son.
Master Sun frowned, counted his fingers, and his face turned ugly, "Your Majesty, this child was born at the wrong time."