The Daojiao Taoist Palace, which used to be bustling with people and incense, has now become dilapidated.
After the Zhenyi Sect drove people away from it, it did not send anyone to rectify it, but just left it empty here.
Then he competed with Xizong for various powerful positions in the court.
There are twelve provinces, each of which has a position of jurisdiction.
The collapse of Daojiao Tianbao Palace left a lot of space, enough for the two families to be divided for a while.
However, Emperor Ling still showed no expression. In recent days, he has been obsessed with the Demonic Dance and has no concern for the outside world.
At this time on Tianbao Mountain.
The white sunny flowers all over the mountain have long since fallen and withered.
Only the bare tree trunks are left waiting for new shoots.
"The fragrance of medicine is unknown, Yuntai white flower stone..."
Inside the empty Tianbao Palace at this time.
A strange black-robed figure was walking slowly among the temples.
The figure is wearing a wide and even bloated black robe and cloak, even the person's head is covered in it, and his face is wearing a weird brass ghost mask.
The ghost face is extremely strange. From the forehead to the chin, there is a golden thin line dividing it into two halves.
The left half is smiling and the right half is angry.
"The Centennial Taoist Palace has existed for a long enough time. It's time to change its name..."
The bronze-faced man gently stretched out his hand and stroked the huge incense burner in the middle square of Tianbao Palace.
The incense burner is six meters high and more than seven meters in diameter, like a small house.
"Who!!? How dare you break into this place! Don't you know this is a forbidden area!?" Suddenly, a middle-aged man wearing a real robe came galloping from a distance, staring at the copper-faced man and scolding him harshly.
At the same time, a group of spiritual troops guarding the place came in behind him.
This team of men and horses are all fully armed, equipped with bows, crossbows, swords, and shields. They are strong and march neatly. You can tell at a glance that they are well-trained.
"Hiding his head and showing his tail, he is sneaky. There is something wrong with him at first sight. Take it down for me!" As soon as the Taoist saw the bronze-masked man's dress, he felt something was wrong. He immediately waved his hand and asked to take it down first.
In such a sensitive period, no matter what happens, we will deal with it after we catch it.
This is Dadu, no matter who he is or what master he is, he can't change the world!
"Take it?" The copper-faced man laughed softly and turned around to look at the other party.
"After so many years...no one has dared to say such words in front of me for a long time..."
"It seems..." He reached out and touched the edge of the mask on his face. "You have forgotten the pain this mask caused..."
"Stop!!" A sudden shout approached quickly from not far away.
But it's too late.
The figure of the copper-masked man slowly faded and disappeared in place, as if what had been standing there just now was just a phantom.
Just for a moment.
His figure appeared again behind a group of spiritual troops. It seemed that he was just walking through the array, nothing more.
But all the soldiers in the entire Spirit Army, a total of thirty-six people, all maintained their original movements and postures at this moment, motionless and stagnant in place.
"Who is talking? I didn't hear it." The copper-faced man calmly looked back at the place where the sound came from.
"Can you please repeat that?"
In an instant, the bodies of all the spiritual troops, including the leader of the Zhenyi Sect, exploded like fireworks.
But what splashed out when they exploded was not blood.
But... countless silver threads flowing like liquid!
Puff puff puff puff!!
All the silver threads did not fall to the ground, crossed the distance, rose into the air, poured into the copper-faced man's sleeves, and disappeared.
In an instant, all the living people present disappeared, leaving only the remaining clothes, shoes, hats and armor that fell off one after another.
At this moment, an old Taoist in green robes and gold crown, with the mark of Zhenyi Sect on his body, looked ugly, jumped into the palace wall not far away, stood still, and stared at the bronze-faced man.
After seeing the remaining clothes on the ground and the brass mask worn by the bronze-masked man.
He seemed to have thought of something, his pupils shrank instantly, and there was a faint hint of sweat on his forehead.
"Senior! You should not come to us for wrongs and debts..." The old Taoist is Taoist Taoist Taoist who worships the great master of Tai Chi Palace who is on duty here.
"What is an injustice, and who owes me a debt?" The bronze-faced man shook his head slightly, "Tai Chi Palace Qing Yi is not in Dadu, right?"
Taoist Master Taichang's back instantly felt cold.
"No, I, Shinichi, and you do not offend each other... we were against each other..."
Suddenly, his eyes blurred, and the other person's figure not far away had long since disappeared.
He looked around hurriedly, trying to find traces of the other party.
But there was a sudden pain in my heart.
He hurriedly lowered his head in panic and pulled open the clothes on his chest, only to see a silver trace right at his heart, slowly outlining a silver crescent moon.
It was as if an invisible person was standing in front of him, dipping his pen in ink and carefully drawing on his heart.
"No!! I have been practicing hard for decades and worshiping the master of God! I am not willing to give in...!!"
Bang!!
The words stopped suddenly, the crescent moon outlined the complete moment, and Taoist Tao Chang's whole body exploded like fireworks.
There was no blood, just countless silver threads, swarming out like liquid and flying into the distance.
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Taiyi Canyon.
Jin Yuyan, who had been practicing martial arts with his eyes closed, resting his mind and adjusting his state, suddenly opened his eyes naturally and slowly stopped practicing.
For extremely powerful people like them who have already worshiped gods, cultivation cannot improve themselves, but it can always stabilize the state of harmony and keep themselves in a perfect state of unity of spirit, energy and spirit anytime and anywhere.
"The time has come." She stood up and looked up at the two spiritual generals opposite.
"Are you guys ready?"
Opposite me, Shinichi Chunrong and Xizong Yuanli opened their eyes at the same time and looked at Jin Yuyan in confusion.
"What do you mean? You and I both have the back-up plan. If the people below don't know about the power of Tianbao Yuxu, it's understandable. But at our level, everyone knows it. If you say it's hidden, how much can you hide it?
?" Chunrong smiled and disagreed.
"It seems that Yu Yan is confident, but..." Yuan Li looked calm on the side, "The reinforcements we are waiting for should have arrived."
"Reinforcements?" Jin Yuyan's expression froze slightly, as if she felt something, she turned her head suddenly and looked into the distance.
There was a slim figure wearing a black skirt, with a graceful figure and long hair blowing in the wind.
It's just that his face is also wearing a pure silver mask.
Coincidentally, her mask is exactly the same as Jin Yuyan's in terms of style, size and shape.
"Sister...long time no see..." the silver-faced woman's silvery laughter floated from afar.
"You are still so beautiful...so beautiful...so beautiful that I want people to cut your beautiful face into pieces..."
The malice in the other party's tone was so strong that even Yuanli and Chunrong on the side couldn't help but feel slightly cold.
"You're not dead yet." After Jin Yuyan was stunned, his eyes under the mask returned to calmness again, with a hint of contempt in his pupils.
"Back then, I was soft-hearted and spared your life. You still dare to appear in front of me now..."
"I heard that you also joined the Taiqing lineage? Entered the induction door? Just to take revenge on me?"
Jin Yuyan's eyes were slightly closed.
"Now he has betrayed the Induction Sect and taken refuge with the Xizong. This is simply ridiculous!"
"Whether it's ridiculous or not, I don't know." The silver-faced woman stepped forward and got closer.
"I only know that...you will definitely die today!"
"Death? It's up to you?!" Jin Yuyan's pupils narrowed and slowly turned into silver.
Pieces of silver spiritual threads surged and flowed under her skin, like a river scouring the river bed, making an annoying swishing sound.
In an instant, her body expanded rapidly and became larger. Countless silver threads poured out from her pores, covering and weaving into a complete set of silver armor.
At the same time, the three people on the opposite side were also covered in silver, and their bodies quickly grew in size.
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Click.
Zhang Rongfang's body trembled, and he felt a biting cold current gushing out from the tumor on his back and spreading all over his body.
The biting chill was so cold that he shivered involuntarily.
"What's wrong with you, sir?" Chang Yuqing noticed something unusual about him and asked with some confusion.
"It's okay, I just... made some discoveries about your condition." Zhang Rongfang suppressed the thought of going back immediately to check for physical abnormalities, and still chatted calmly with Chang Yuqing.
He has the ability to see in dark light and can see some abnormalities in the opponent's body.
The blood vessels are thin and narrow, the flow rate is slow, and the muscle structure seems to be different from ordinary people.
Every time Zhang Rongfang said something, the shock on Chang Yuqing's face suddenly grew.
She was shocked to find that the doctor was more detailed and detailed than all the doctors she had seen before.
This gave her the idea that her problem might be cured.
Just when she had this idea, Zhang Rongfang suddenly said goodbye.
"I just thought that I have something to do. I'll go out for a while and be back later."
"Uh, this..." Before Chang Yuqing could regain his senses, Zhang Rongconveniently turned around and left quickly.
With a bang, the door closed.
Zhang Rongfang rushed towards Chenxiang Mansion.
At this time, he could already feel that the sarcoma on his back seemed to have cracked and no longer existed.
But he didn't know exactly what had happened. He needed a mirror to see clearly.
In this era of mirrors, many people still use bronze mirrors.
After the copper mirror is polished smooth, it is actually only slightly blurrier than a real glass mirror.
Except for the yellowish color, it is no different from a glass mirror.
You just need to go to the mirror polishing shop regularly to polish it back to smoothness.
After returning to Chenxiang Mansion, Zhang Rongfang went all the way into the bedroom and took out two round bronze mirrors placed next to the desk.
Then take off your shirt and position yourself at a reflective angle facing your back.
In a moment, all the changes on his back were clearly displayed in his eyes.
"This is!!?"
His pupils suddenly shrank.
It was as if I had seen something incredible.
In the reflection of that bronze mirror.
He could clearly see that on the skin of his back, there were dense blood vessels like silk threads, faintly woven into a bloody lotus!
The lotus flower has eighty-one petals.
Zhang Rongfang has been in Taoism for several years, and he has read many classics when he has nothing to do, and has also read many biographies on the development of Taoism.
But no one has ever had a blood lotus woven with blood vessels as threads appear on his body like he did at this moment!