Zhao Yun is like a ghost, floating around in the bamboo forest.
It's not that I'm bored, I'm just taking a look at the formation.
Even if it is a space formation, even if it involves Yu Xian, he can still see some clues.
This formation is not complete.
When I played the Wushuang song, I once went through the chaos of this formation and vaguely caught a hint of a flaw.
Moreover, he has found it tonight.
It only takes a few seconds to tear open a crack and escape from the Purple Bamboo Forest. This first step, escaping from the Purple Bamboo Forest, does not mean that he can escape from Linglong Mansion. He has to plan well.
"Boy, have you slept?" Old Man Bai's words came from outside the forest.
"No." Zhao Yun replied casually while looking at the formation.
"Let me play a piece of music for you!" Old Man Hei Xuan chuckled.
"Let me out quickly."
"Don't let go."
"Then don't play."
"Hey."
In the middle of the night, the conversation was simple and clear.
The two old men were in disgrace, and their faces were dark. After all, they were Linglong's senior fellow apprentices. Although they were not exactly the same master, they were still considered master-level figures. How could they be so disrespectful!
According to the Moon God, it would be good if you don’t curse your mother.
Zhao Yun settled down again and stared at the three or two bamboos again and again.
There are faint formation patterns inside it, and it seems that there is more than one flaw, and here is another one.
He has basically determined that this is a broken fairy formation. Even he can see the clues. It is conceivable how broken it is. It is not on the same level as the fairy formation in the Demon Realm.
Well!
As he was looking at it, he suddenly let out a muffled groan, and his rosy face instantly turned pale.
Then, he coughed up blood and felt a severe headache, as if he was being chopped with an axe.
"The Art of Weary of Victory."
Zhao Yun held onto the bamboo with his hand before standing still, as if he knew what was happening.
He is no stranger to the so-called victory-weary technique. It is a type of witchcraft, extremely evil, and is specially used to trick people. It is nothing more than making a small puppet, writing the person's name, and then engraving the person's birth date.
, supplemented by incantations, you can hurt people, stab them with needles, burn them with fire, or chop them with knives, all depending on the magician.
As for how to use it, few people know.
He had been hit by this technique when he was assassinated by Rashomon in Forgotten City.
He never thought that someone would use this technique to lower his head again.
He didn't cry out, but immediately sat cross-legged. Blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but he could bear it.
Since that day, he has also studied the art of hating victory in the sun. He doesn't know how to perform it, but he knows how to find the person who performs it.
He closed his eyes, used his martial soul sense to explore, and followed the strange path of the spell, chasing it all the way.
As long as you find the source, you have found the caster.
Although the Art of Weary of Victory is difficult to prevent, it has a fatal flaw, which is the distance. The person who performs the art and the one who performs the art cannot be too far apart. As for the specific limit of this limit, there is no accurate answer.
Facts have proved that his ability to trace back with his martial spirit works really well.
And the performer is far away from
He is indeed not far away, right in the imperial capital.
It's a pity that his skills are limited and what he pursues is a blur.
Or maybe the other party was prepared in advance and set up a cover to prevent prying eyes.
So much so that he couldn't see clearly who it was.
All I know is that it is an old man, and there is a dragon-headed staff standing beside him. It is an extraordinary dragon-headed staff. The dragon head has three eyes and its fangs are exposed.
"Yin Zhou."
Zhao Yun gave a cold scolding in his heart, recognizing the dragon-headed staff.
When the nine tails were separated that night, he had seen it. It was rumored that the dragon head staff was also a relic of the immortal family. As for the three-eyed dragon head, he had specifically checked that it was a kind of evil dragon, or a mutated evil dragon.
Except for Yin Zhou, no other scepter could be found in the entire Great Xia. It was a symbol of status.
From this we can see that it was Yin Zhou who bowed his head to him.
How can I say that he is a high priest of the royal family? He is really versatile and he even knows how to win.
However, this technique works well for others, but it is no longer very useful for him.
Suffered a loss once and was fooled twice?
break!
He opened his eyes wide, his martial soul and body trembled together, and he forcibly cut off the art of hating victory.
I originally wanted to report it to Linglong.
Think about it, forget it.
Even if he sends someone there, Yin Zhou will not admit it!
"Ji Hen, I underestimated you."
In the underground palace of the high priest, Yin Zhou let out a faint smile.
Zhao Yun saw it right. He was indeed using the technique of "weariness of victory" to lower his head. It was not just to torture Ji Hen. Behind the art of "weariness of victory", there was also a more evil witchcraft, which was used to control people.
Unexpectedly, before he could use his second technique, he would be defeated by his opponent.
The evil deeds come and go as quickly as they come.
Zhao Yun closed his eyes again, with murderous intent hidden inside.
For Yin Zhou, there are only four words: never stop until death.
Outsiders don't know this, and Zhao Yun himself won't reveal it. It's useless to talk about it.
Suddenly, the breeze blew gently, carrying a touch of feminine fragrance.
Outside the forest, a beautiful figure walked in, it was Princess Yu Ling.
Her arrival made the dozing old men, black and white, suddenly perk up. The queen of Daxia was of the same generation as them. Back then, she was the dream lover of their generation!
What a shame!
Such a beautiful girl was fucked by a pig.
Well, that is, the emperor of Daxia.
What's annoying is that that guy is a generation younger than the imperial concubine.
They often wondered who was on top when that guy went to bed with the imperial concubine. When the emperor was excited, he called Concubine Yu Ling. Was he calling her by her first name? Or was he calling her uncle?
In their opinion, the person being called is most likely Uncle Master.
Because, Beier has a sense of accomplishment.
Fortunately, the emperor married her
Yu Ling, they can't afford to offend him.
If it had been anyone else, they would have gone out of their way to cause trouble, especially in the middle of the night.
"Junior sister, why do you have time to come here?"
Old Taoist Hei Xuan chuckled, his eyes still glancing back and forth at the imperial concubine.
The queen of Daxia is so eye-catching to look at.
It would be wonderful to sleep with each other in your arms at night.
The old Taoist Bai Xuan beside him also thought so. .??.
"Is your skin itchy again?"
The princess glanced sideways at these two old guys.
As soon as these words came out, the two old men raised their heads and looked at the endless sky.
I forgot that this girl can read people's voices.
Coincidentally, at that moment, both of them were thinking about dirty things.
When the two of them looked back, Princess Yu Ling had already entered the purple bamboo forest.
"I have met the imperial concubine." Zhao Yun hurriedly saluted.
"I'm still used to it here." Princess Yu Ling smiled softly.
"Get used to it." Zhao Yun nodded and hurriedly concealed his inner thoughts. In front of the Queen of Daxia, he had to get rid of distracting thoughts. The so-called distracting thoughts were thinking about how to get out, but the princess couldn't hear it.
"You are not a thing in the pool, you should soar into the sky." Princess Yu Ling said, taking a deep breath, "It is helpless that the Great Xia is in turmoil, so confining you here is a helpless move, and it is for your own good."
"Junior understands."
"Tell us about the Demon Realm!" Princess Yu Ling said again.
This is what I came here for tonight. I have wanted to ask this question for a long time.
Zhao Yunru tells stories in a calm and calm manner.
Naturally, he also has a lot to hide, such as the immortal war halberd.
The imperial concubine is only a loyal listener.
He does not mean that.
Zhao Yun's seemingly ordinary story made her feel horrified. She could imagine the scene and knew what kind of suffering these three juniors had suffered. It was them who had not thought carefully enough and even Chu Wushuang died tragically.
This kind of guilt, as a queen, she also feels.
"What are you doing in there!"
Outside the bamboo forest, old man Bai Xuan's ears were erect and straight.
"Let's chat!"
"Can we still go to bed?"
The old man Hei Xuan blew out smoke rings in a deep voice.
After a long time, I saw Princess Yu Ling coming out of the purple bamboo forest.
Before leaving, I also cleaned up these two old guys. Being able to read people's voices is a good talent. But every time I see these two, they are thinking about dirty things. This time, I really can't hold it back.
.
Zheng!
At midnight, the sound of piano sounded in the bamboo forest.
The old guys in the dark were all awakened and were intoxicated by what they heard.
"It has the same demeanor as I did back then."
The old man Hei Xuan wiped away the nosebleed and spoke in a profound tone.
Beside him, old man Bai Xuan was doubting his life.
It must be that he was beaten too hard by the imperial concubine and his head was still dizzy.
Zheng!
The sad sound of the piano adds a touch of killing
cut.
Hearing this, all the old guys raised their eyebrows.
Obviously, the music Ji Hen realized was not only about music, it could also be used for attack.
This is very scary.
Martial arts practitioners are quite rare.
Correspondingly, the secret method of Qin is also rare in the world, and Ji Hen can actually understand it.
Such talent is incredible.
Zheng!
As he marveled, the bamboo forest shook violently.
Then, the water curtain covering the dusk bamboo forest actually broke through a crack.
"this."
The two old men, black and white, were surprised and stood up.
Before they could step forward, they saw someone running out from inside.
"oops?"
The two old men shouted something and both rolled up their sleeves.
Look! I underestimated Ji Hen again, and he was able to break the formation.
Whizzing!
Zhao Yun had already prepared and sprinkled a spell.
They are all lightning talismans, and their levels are not low.
The two old men were caught off guard, and their eyes went dark as they were shaken.
By the time it was clear and bright, Zhao Yun was nowhere to be seen.
"ah!"
"I go."
"Where to run."
There are many noises outside the bamboo forest.
Because of Zhao Yun, all the old guys outside jumped out, but they were all in a miserable state.
Who made Zhao Yun fully prepared?
The high-level lightning talisman was not used in the Demon Realm, but was used on his own family members.
I don’t know when the sound of shouting was extinguished.
All the old guys were gray and disgraced, but Ji Hen was nowhere to be seen.
Lock down the city!
The old guys reacted quickly.
It doesn't matter if Ji Hen leaves Linglong Mansion, it would be nonsense if he runs out of the Imperial Capital.
Soon, Linglong hurried back in a hurry.
After that, all the old guys were scolded so hard that they couldn't even hold their heads up. On weekdays, one of them was more joyful than the other, but at the critical moment, they slipped up. With so many quasi-heaven realms, they couldn't even stand a Ksitigarbha realm?
No matter how scolded you are, you still have to find people.
In the middle of the night, a group of people came out of Linglong Mansion, and a large number of Imperial Shadow Guards were dispatched.
Search one by one.
Such a big movement made people confused.
Such a big movement made the killers lurking in the imperial capital from various countries feel urgent, thinking that their whereabouts had been exposed, and Daxia was arresting people everywhere?
Well, that is the legendary method of beating the dog with the door closed.
The Royal Shadow Guards did not find Ji Hen, but they caught many killers.
This is an unexpected surprise.
So the question is, where did Zhao Yun go?
He is still in Linglong Mansion.
When Linglong found him, he was sitting on the eaves. Where were he watching the stars?
All the old guys started bickering. They’ve been doing it for a long time and they’re still in Linglong Mansion!