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Chapter 653: The Power of Watching the Sky

Daojun Xuyuan is gone!

The famous Iron-faced Taoist Lord of Taiqing Palace left with a hint of uneasiness and suppressing the urge to shoot and kill Wu Ming!

He didn't know, and he couldn't figure it out, why Wang Jing agreed so readily and risked the disapproval of the world to kill a semi-sage from an aristocratic family?

As a veteran saint, he would not doubt the words of a junior who has just touched the holy path, especially someone like Wang Jing. That is a real pitfall.

In the past, Wang Jing would not have done this, nor did he have the strength, nor would the Legalists stand up for him.

But now that Wang Jing has the strength to do this, the Legalists will come forward, all because he has found a new Legalist holy way!

It seems that Wang Jing's enlightenment to the holy way was precisely because of Wu Ming's arrival.

But when I think about it, I feel that something is wrong. If Wu Ming had such ability, the Fa family would have treated him as an uncle.

Taojun Xuyuan, who is quite old and has already seen through people's hearts, can't figure it out and still has a headache.

It is true that Wu Ming's age is too deceptive, and he has five thousand years of Chinese cultural accumulation in his previous life. Even if he doesn't remember much, just a little bit of essence is enough to be used!

Except for a few powerful figures looming behind Wu Ming, in the eyes of Taoist Master Xuyuan, Wu Ming was covered with a veil of mystery!

It was this veil that made him stop the urge to shoot and kill Wu Ming!

And the facts proved that his actions today were so wrong!

Of course, this is a story for another day!

The Taiqing Palace and the Luo Family responded to Wu Ming's plan like a joke and slapped her hard. We were wrong and we were proud. Who do you think you are? You dare to show your teeth and claws at us?

But what about Wu Ming?

Xu Yuan thought about it, but he didn't know where Wu Ming could take advantage of the Taiqing Palace.

Wang Jing dared to kill the Luo family half-saint because he had the leverage in hand, but if the two top forces were provoked at the same time, the Fa family might not be able to withstand the pressure!

"Go, let's say goodbye. I don't know how long it will take before we meet again!"

Wang Jing directly issued an order to expel the guest, and he probably realized that Wu Ming did not come with good intentions.

But he didn't say anything. The holy way of Legalism was ahead of him, and the great benefits were already in his pocket. Good fortune and misfortune depended on each other. Even if there were some dangers, he accepted it!

"I wish you a great enlightenment, sir!"

Wu Ming didn't stay long and walked away in an unusually free and easy manner. Little did he know that as soon as he left, someone walked into the small courtyard behind him.

"I didn't expect that in just ten years, the great reputation of the Taiqing Palace ancestors would actually betray you!"

Xuanji was still dressed like a middle-aged Taoist priest. He looked at Wang Jing, his eyes full of emotion and sigh.

Wang Jing's mouth twitched. Although his teacher was a real teacher but had no reputation as a teacher, he was still so out of tune.

"This kid got into big trouble, why don't you keep him?"

Seeing that he was silent, Xuanji said to himself.

"Love must eventually come to an end!"

Wang Jing spoke in a low voice, showing helplessness.

Wu Ming made it clear that he did not want the affection of the older generation, and he clearly understood what happened in the past, so he did things without leaving any room.

"Then we can't watch him die!"

Xuanji said angrily.

"Teacher, why should you deceive yourself? With your eyesight, how could you not see that although he has little chance of survival during this trip, his life is definitely not in danger?"

Wang Jing said dissatisfied.

Xuanji smiled, scratched his messy hair, and said with a shy face: "Shi Fu, the old Taoist was kind to you back then, right? You don't want to become a disciple, and the old Taoist also interceded with you and let you go without asking for acceptance.

Please help pull the strings for this kid and let him enter my ghost valley, which will be considered as repaying the friendship we had back then!"

"Teacher, it's better to give up on this idea!"

Wang Jing shook his head without thinking.

"You are trying to burn bridges by crossing the river!"

Xuanji was a little annoyed.

"Teacher can't control this kid, and Gui Gu... can't either!"

Wang Jingdao.

"Okay, if you are a ruthless kid, let's see how he gets through this!"

Xuanji knew Wang Jing's temperament, so he didn't say much and walked away.

"These troubled times, Wu Ming, Wu Ming, there are so many people who yearn for freedom, but even if they are as strong as a saint, no one can escape from this world and gain great freedom and ease!"

With a deep sigh, Wang Jing's thin figure disappeared into the pavilion, looking a little lonely.



Amidst the vast Lao Mountain, clouds and mountains are shrouded in mist. A black light cuts through the clouds like lightning and rushes towards the periphery. It is the black jade cloud boat!

Wu Ming sat alone on the deck, silently tasting wine, thinking about various aspects of the trip, and constantly deducing whether there were any mistakes or omissions.

Although it can be called a dangerous situation, with twists and turns, it was finally resolved satisfactorily. The only flaw was that the attitudes of the Luo family and the Taiqing Palace were extremely subtle.

This shows that the intentions of at least some of the two top forces in the world have begun to tilt towards the Golden Scale Demon King!

"It's still too weak!"

Wu Ming rubbed his eyebrows, feeling quite irritated.

So what if the matter is resolved?

So what if you can compete with the Taiqing Palace and the Luo family?

They don't care about you, and they don't take you seriously at all, but Miao Yin is really dead, and even her body and tomb cannot be seen!

Although there was not much emotion, this uncomfortable feeling became more and more intense, so much so that when they were in Mingwu Town, Wang Qingcang and Yuan Cheng asked for a meeting but ignored them.

Wu Ming had already made up his mind to end the relationship between the previous generation of Prince Wu's family, and what he had done was too dangerous. If he made a wrong step, he would be doomed. The two families were still friendly to him, at least they could not be implicated.

According to Wu Ming's idea, he didn't even contact Yuan Fei again, just because he didn't want to make people think that he intended to recruit the old troops under the command of the old King Wu in the Wu Palace.

In the past five years, if I had wanted to join him, I would have shown up a long time ago. Since I didn't show up, there was too much conflict of interests to consider, so there is no need to force it together.

This is what Wu Ming thought and did. It was enough work to recruit a bunch of old and weak people in the house, but he was really not in the mood, let alone the energy, to waste it on these people.

Boom!

At this moment, the wind and clouds surged between the sky and the earth. Looking from a distance, the sun and moon were dim, and suddenly dimmed. There were faint waves, roaring towards the cloud boat.

For a moment, Wu Ming's scalp was numb, his whole body was cold, and his soul seemed to be frozen, but deep in his eyes, there was a hint of excitement.

"Ignorant child, you have repeatedly provoked my Luo family. Today I will teach you a lesson to make you remember the superiority and inferiority of superiors!"

The old thunderous voice exudes supreme majesty, and among the surging clouds, there is a stalwart figure, hands behind his back, staring at Wu Ming indifferently.

This is an old man who is about fifty years old, wearing a brocade robe and a jade belt at his waist. He has a breathtaking aura. Every move he makes has the majesty of someone who has been in power for many years!

It is not difficult to imagine that those three people from Qinzhou who dare to ambush Wu Ming here and have the title of semi-saint cannot be the ones who came here. From their words, it is not difficult to guess that this is a semi-saint being from the Luo family!

Wu Ming was not panicked, not even the slightest bit surprised. He seemed to have foreseen it, but also seemed to be frightened and was stunned.

In fact, the appearance of this semi-saint was indeed expected, but it came too quickly, which shows how eager the Luo family is to kill him!

Facing the semi-saint, Wu Ming, who had lost the holy soul of Ku Ye and the feather trump card, was unable to resist at all, but so what?

Buzz!

Before the waves of clouds and mist that covered the sky could rush down, a beam of dazzling light descended from the sky, seemingly penetrating the Netherworld. The cloud surges and waves that were enough to overwhelm the mountains suddenly melted away as if encountering a natural enemy.

"Who dares to... look at the sky mirror!"

The half-saint of the Luo family shouted in displeasure and screamed in mid-sentence, clearly showing how frightened he was.

A disc like the scorching sun, powerful and scorching, flawless, the light can identify objects, cleansing away the filth in the world, and shrouding the Luo family's semi-saints.

"This sage is Luo Longsheng of the Luo family. Which sage from the Legalist family are you in front of? Why do you use a sky-gazing mirror to trap this sage?"

The Luo family half-saint pulled out the background and forced himself to calm down.

The names of people and the shadows of trees. Legalists are famous for being stubborn and unkind. They even use the sky-viewing mirror. How can they care which family you are from?

"Luo Longsheng colluded with foreigners, harmed his fellow clansmen, had no sense of shame, invaded his family's property, ignored human relations, and ambushed and killed the King of Wu of the Song Dynasty. His conduct was beyond measure and he should be punished!"

Luo Longsheng didn't even pay attention to the sudden majestic voice. Before he finished speaking, the white light suddenly blazed, emitting a breath as hot as the sun.

"You...ah!"

As powerful as a semi-saint, Luo Longsheng screamed in an instant, and several kinds of precious light surged from his body, with no ability to block it. In the blink of an eye, an astonishing white light emitted from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Vaguely visible, a three-foot-long dwarf-like jade figure flashed out from behind, but under the white light, it looked like an ice sculpture exposed to the sun, blending together at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wu Ming saw clearly that it should be Luo Longsheng's soul, and even the fused souls were separated again by the white light.

As they continued to disperse, many fragments appeared vaguely, as if they were just watching a scene, which was extremely one-sided. However, Wu Ming carefully distinguished and clearly captured several figures.

But what shocked him was that as soon as the figure of a slightly tall and bloated man wearing a brocade robe appeared, he burst like a dreamy bubble.

The only thing that could be seen clearly was that Miao Yin was kneeling helplessly in a dark and quiet place, falling to the ground in despair!

With those figures firmly imprinted in his mind, Wu Ming knew that these people were the culprits of Miao Yin's death!

Wu Ming glanced around, wanting to see what other secrets the Luo family half-saint had under the sky-gazing mirror, but before he could take a few glances, a stream of light appeared in the distance.

Compared with the movement like waves that covered the sky and the sun when Luo Longsheng took action, the stream of light was just an old and clumsy curtain, and it looked like brocade silk with hidden writings and runes on it. But if you look closely, you can see that

Like mountains and rivers, it is extremely mysterious.

With just one glance, Wu Ming was shocked to find that his mind was almost immersed in it. Even the dragon robe could not stop it. If the lotus lantern had not released its flame in the sea of ​​consciousness and enveloped his soul, he would have been almost sucked away!

Tsk!

The scroll of things that looked like brocade and silk calligraphy and painting passed through the light curtain of the sky-viewing mirror. Under the collision of the two completely different lights, there was no other earth-shattering movement.

When it was extended again, the semi-saint soul that enveloped Luo Longsheng and was about to collapse disappeared in a flash.

Even the sky-viewing mirror, which is said to ‘illuminate thousands of miles, every drop of the sky will surely appear’, could not be found, or there was no need to look for it, so it also disappeared! (To be continued)


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