Touch the beating of the pulse with your hands and feel the beating of the pulse with every breath. Yin and Yang follow each other, one is strong and the other is weak. You can feel it through the strength of the pulse and the flow of blood.
"well."
Lu Mingjun sighed, knowing that he would not live for a few more years.
After taking the blood pill, the body's functions aged rapidly. During the battle with Li Yang, the internal organs were put under tremendous pressure. The parts of the machine broke and it was difficult to operate. One day, it would be unable to support and stop running.
He stretched out his hand and raised his left arm in front of his body. He saw the ring on the ring finger of his left hand. The ring was like a tarsal maggot, stuck to the ring finger and could not be taken off no matter what.
What is this? What is the function of this ring that can be enshrined to the Emperor in the Yin Palace at the foot of Taihang Mountain?
Lu Mingjun looked at the ring carefully with the eyes of a mountain climber. Apart from the layer of mysterious ancient inscriptions engraved on the surface, everything was the same as an ordinary ring. Even he couldn't see what was magical about this ring.
place.
Shangjing was the ancient capital of the Five Dynasties, and dozens of human emperors were born here. How many human emperors could have built such a magnificent Yinling Palace in the depths of Taihang?
And where are you now?
With doubts, Lu Mingjun endured the pain and got out of bed. Moreover, the owner of this house seemed to consider that in this situation, Lu Mingjun might wake up and get out of bed and move around, and specially prepared clothes beside the bed.
Lu Mingjun put on his clothes, which were made of silk and satin. They were made of fine brocade. The material was comfortable and warm, and the surface was embroidered with landscapes like pictures of mountains and rivers.
The overall color is gray and white, with a mountain and river shawl, and the lining is made of fine Gebu white clothes.
Lu Mingjun opened the door and window and walked out step by step. Even though the sun was shining brightly in the sky, the strong wind in the air still made him feel bitingly cold.
The face had lost all color, and the sharp cheeks looked charming and handsome at this moment. The lips were chapped and extremely weak.
Lu Mingjun looked up at the sky. The sun was hanging high above the clouds. The air was still a little moist. It was not yet noon.
The surrounding buildings made Lu Mingjun feel very strange. The tall red walls surrounded the surroundings. The small courtyard was well ventilated from the north to the south. It felt like he was deep in the residence of a wealthy family with high walls.
There are no high-rise buildings and no modern houses made of steel. The surrounding area is full of refreshing elegance and retro classical atmosphere.
There is a pond in front of the door, with koi carp swimming in it, and lotuses, flowers and plants planted around it. It is smooth and orderly, and it must be taken care of regularly.
"Which rich brother who likes ancient architecture and yearns for ancient life took me out of the ancient tomb? Wasn't he kidnapped back by Li Yang and the Tianxiahui group?"
"Could this be the headquarters of Tianxiahui?"
Lu Mingjun thought hard and couldn't find the answer. He took another step forward and came to the courtyard gate. The courtyard door was ajar, revealing a gap. In front of the door, he could see a young man wearing linen clothes, holding a broom made of straw, sweeping the trees.