A low voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the woman in Tsing Yi, and the space in front of her suddenly staggered, becoming layered and circuitous, forcing her to stop.
Otherwise, you will fall into a maze-like endless space and get lost.
A strange color flashed through the beautiful eyes of the woman in green. She stretched out her arms and pointed her fingers, and green bamboos sprouted out of thin air. They penetrated into the overlapping spaces one after another and poked out their roots. The green bamboos grew and grew at an astonishing speed.
Push it out. "Crack, click, click..." The space is squeezed out, and the spider webs like glass are opened, and then they are broken into pieces.
The space in front returned to normal.
"Friend Qingzhu,
Why did you break the rules?" Along with the low voice, the space in front overlapped again, like a blooming flower, the petals are opening layer by layer, endless, without beginning or end...
From the depths of space, a woman in civilian clothes walked quietly.
Her eyebrows were lightly swept, her appearance was mediocre, she was dressed in gray coarse linen clothes, without any accessories, and her hair was only tied up in a bun with an ordinary red rope. She looked like a peasant woman from a poor family. Only her eyes were strangely deep, and her pupils could not be distinguished.
color,
It keeps changing and changing, like a dream.
Her steps seem to be gentle, but sometimes they are fast and sometimes slow.
Difficult to catch the rhythm,
The whole person is also constantly changing directions while traveling, looking ahead and suddenly behind, making it impossible to lock the position of the next moment.
The soul weapon of Jin Dynasty - a dreamy yellow beam pillow! Qingzhu looked at each other, fully alert, the demonic energy in his body was running at high speed, and was about to explode, but he asked with a smile on his face: "Why did sister say this? I am at home.
Just walking around the property and checking out the excitement, does that count as breaking the rules?"
Yimeng Huangliangzhen looked at Qingzhu calmly: "There is no land in the world that belongs to the king. There is no territory here of our own, only the territory of the Jin Dynasty. Fellow Taoist, please listen to my advice and don't start a war without permission." "I just want to see the grand spectacle of the Dragon Boat Festival Dragon Boat Race. Sister, are you going to stop me from doing this?" Qingzhu chuckled, rolled his sleeves and stepped back, seemingly about to leave.
But as the long sleeves fluttered, the towering green bamboos swayed like waves, all pointing at a dreamy yellow beam pillow, like thousands of arrows gathering, ready to go.
The surrounding breeze was also in an uproar, and the air waves rose and fell, making a sound like the waves crashing on the shore.
Yi Meng's yellow beam pillow was motionless, with a calm expression, turning a blind eye to the undulating green bamboos in front of him like a forest of spears: "Back then, fellow Taoist, you were obsessed with the sound of Ji Kang's piano, and stayed in Jiankang for a long time, and built a secret bamboo forest here. I will share with you
Three chapters of the agreement: You are not allowed to leave the deep valley, you are not allowed to take action without authorization, and you are not allowed to disturb the capital. Now your majesty has issued an order that no outside monks are allowed to enter Jiankang. For the sake of getting acquainted, I have been open to fellow Taoists. If you
If you take action again, it will make things difficult for me."
Qingzhu raised his eyes and pointed to the Zhangshui River ahead: "Sister, look, the combined strength of the four monks over there is comparable to that of Hedao. Doesn't it also violate King Jin Ming's laws? Why don't we kill them first?
Drive out, will I obey my sister's orders again?" With the tap of a finger, the dense bamboo forest shuddered, and countless bamboo leaves fell off and flew in all directions.
"Even if those four people work together, they are still far behind the real masters of Hedao. It is not a bad rule. Fellow Daoist Qingzhu, please stop fooling around. The time and space here have been completely blocked by me. You can't get out." Yimeng.
Huang Liangzhen sighed lowly and made no move. The bamboo leaves flying in the sky suddenly stopped in mid-air, motionless, like insects solidified in amber. Her eyes flickered, and the bamboo leaves disappeared one after another. In the end, only
A bamboo leaf floats in the air and slowly turns into a green bamboo.
Where the green bamboo originally stood, the figure disappeared, leaving only a green bamboo leaf spinning and slowly falling to the ground.
"Can't you get out? I don't believe it. Otherwise, sister, let me try again?" The shifting and shape-changing technique was easily broken. Qingzhu's heart was slightly frightened, and he had a dream that the yellow beam pillow had been in the Jin Palace for many years, known as
"In Jiankang City, there is no one in the world." It is indeed famous and unfathomable.
He is not her opponent.
But how could she just retreat and watch her soulmate in the piano fall into crisis? Before that, Ji Kang had never asked her for help. This was due to his arrogance and his unwillingness to drag himself down.
"Why bother?" Yimeng Huangliangzhen said calmly, "For masters of Hedao like us, every defeat will affect our own path. Is it worth it just to listen to Ji Kang's Guangling San played a few times?
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Qingzhu was silent for a moment, then smiled sweetly: "Sister, everyone has their own Guangling San."
She jumped forward quickly, and instantly got close to Yimeng Huangliang Pillow, her long sleeves floating like smoke, brushing towards her eyes.
On the banks of the Qinhuai River, inside the boat, Gao Qingyue and Wang Ziqiao sat opposite each other, both looking at the water mirror condensed by the magic.
The clear and transparent water mirror is slightly rippled, clearly showing the scene of the fight between Qingzhu and Yimeng Huangliangzhen. Wang Ziqiao pinched the magic formula with his hands and felt the ripples passing by on the water mirror from time to time. This was the breath of the two sides fighting.
Direction, you can get a glimpse of their general skills.
"Yimeng Huangliangzhen has been completely integrated with Jiankang City, and she is good at time and space magic. If she does it in the palace, I will definitely not be able to stop her." Gao Qingyue muttered, "Fortunately, I used Bian Wuya this time
The Golden Palace Illustrated Book attracted her to take action personally, so you and I can have a glimpse of the weaknesses of her skills."
"He's just a fool bound by emotions." Wang Ziqiao said calmly. For the sake of the founding emperor who had already ascended to the throne, he was bound to a place where he would never be free for the rest of his life. What else would it be if it wasn't stupidity?
Gao Qingyue glanced at Prince Qiao Junya's indifferent face and sighed silently in her heart.
On the Zhangshui River, the Seven Sons of the Bamboo Forest had been completely dispersed. Zhi Shouzhen, Ji Kang, and Shi Tao each took a boat. Xiang Xiu and Ruan Ji were picked up on Xie Xuan's dragon boat. Liu Ling and Wang Rong finally killed the demon cultivator on the boat, but
He was also injured and could only protect himself.
The seven people knew this well and did not forcefully meet again. Instead, they distanced themselves a little. The sword energy that attacked them disappeared. Only thick fog undulated on all sides, blocking their vision. For a moment, they could not tell where the enemy targeting them was hiding. Relying on his outstanding mental power, Zhi Kaizhen locked the Golden Que Catalog from a distance and drove the boat in pursuit. He sensed that the thick fog was gradually fading. It was obvious that the opponent's power was exhausted and it was difficult to continue to operate in the fog, not to mention the many dragon boats on board.
The monks are showing off their magic skills and are trying their best to break through the fog layer.
On the dragon boat, the operation of the four vitality shields is getting slower and slower.
"They have all separated, and we have also removed the energy shield. After all, we can't do it too obviously." Qinglong said, and the three Suzakus nodded in unison. Although they are all at the peak of refining the spirit and returning to the void, they have to maintain the power of unity.
The Four Yuan Qi Shields are too strenuous, and I can’t hold them any longer.
The four people stopped their efforts at the same time, and the four Yuanqi shields burst like bubbles. The smoke on the river became thinner and thinner. When blown by the wind, it drifted away, revealing many dragon boats again.
Zhuque looked at the dragon boat of Ji Kang and others in the distance and sneered: "The seven of them knew each other well and never met again."
"Let's move closer and keep an eye on them all the way. Don't give them a chance to succeed." Qinglong exerted force with his feet, the dragon boat sank slightly, and chased away.
"The fog has dissipated! Let me just say that my Zhaoxi Pill is powerful! Everyone, remember to make up for the loss of my two pieces of honey jade afterwards!" "It was obviously the poor Taoist's clear energy that broke the fog!" "To tell the truth,
This is actually the secret method passed down by my family, 'The Great Technique of Flying Ascension and Swallowing the Clouds'! Dear fellow Taoists, if you only need a piece of honey jade, teach it to me right away!" Many casual cultivators were chatting with each other while they were sailing the boat again.
The dragon boats of several casual cultivators happened to be keeping pace with Zhikarizhen. One of them suddenly shouted, "Brother Yuan An, why are you riding a dragon boat alone? You can't go fast at this speed. Let the brothers help you!"<