E Mei: Three hundred and seventeen in the deep palace
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317 in the deep palace
Zhu Zhu wanted to make a move when he found something wrong, so Wan Daojun took her arm and shook his head slightly.
Zhu Zhu knew in his heart that the great elder was determined to subdue them today and would not let the great elder breathe out. I don't know how much trouble awaits them in the future.
The most important thing is that if there are the Sages behind them, if it provokes the anger of the great elders, it would be a simple task for them to destroy the Sages.
They can't afford this risk
Fortunately, Zhu Zhu also knows that no matter how angry the elder is, she should not kill Yin Zizhang and Ji Yougu on the spot, so she can only watch and wait until the elder feels angered.
If the strength is not as good as that of people, it can only be so.
The endless ice-cold giant* constantly impacts Yin Zizhang and Ji Yougu. They seem to be on small rocks in the monstrous giant*, watching the next moment they will be annihilated by the giant*, but when the tide recedes, they But still standing upright.
Such a tea time has passed, even Lord Jiahuo couldn't help admiring these two young people.
Such a huge pressure, even if it was replaced by Yuan Ying early cultivators such as Taoist Master, they might not be able to completely resist it, but they have joined forces to hold on to the present, which is simply a miracle.
The great elder also nodded secretly, but what he had to do today was not to test their tolerance limits, but to postpone them like this. Even if they were finally overwhelmed, the deterrent effect was not strong enough.
So he promptly urged the coercion and suddenly increased the attacking power against the two by several times. Yin Zizhang and Ji Yougu vomited blood at the same time, and both fell to sit on the ground.
The great elder reduced his own breath and said calmly: "How does it taste?"
Yin Zizhang wanted to say something, but was stopped by Ji Yougu's eyes. They are indeed inferior to humans. There is no need to ask for hardship for a little bit of tongue, especially since their every move here represents the sages. Partial attitude.
If there is a gap between the Sages and the three major sects, and they cannot rely on Dan, it will easily become the cannon fodder for the first batch of sacrifices between the two sides.
Yin Zizhang understands the pros and cons, and he purses his lips silently.
"You all go, you come with the emperor." The great elder was full of prestige, and pointed to Yin Zizhang to stand up and head out of the hall.
Yin Zizhang swallowed a few pills, stood up slowly, and shook his hand to Zhu Zhu and Ji Yougu: "It's okay, you should go back first." After that, he followed the elder.
That’s why Daojun said with a smile to Zhu Zhu: "Little girl, don’t worry, the elder is the most loving talent, and will not embarrass your brother."
Zhu Zhu looked at Yin Zizhang's fading back and nodded silently.
She is not worried about Yin Zizhang's life safety. What she is more worried about is that the Grand Elder will use her secrets and safety to threaten Yin Zizhang.
She didn't want Ah Zhang because she was a little wronged.
The elder did not say a word and led Yin Zizhang slowly along the corridor of the empty palace.
His footsteps seem to have a magical rhythm, echoing the nature of the heavens and the earth, and each step falls on the most ingenious and suitable position, not hurriedly or slowly, like walking through the clouds, unspeakably elegant and elegant.
Yin Zizhang looked at it, and only felt that the flow of true essence in the body seemed to be attracted by this unique rhythm. His whole person seemed to blend into the surrounding environment with this rhythm, turning into a breeze and a breeze. For the sun, turned into nothingness...
The Gong'e eunuchs responsible for sweeping on both sides of the corridor seemed to be lost in this magical rhythm. They didn't even find that their supreme emperor was walking past them.
Involuntarily, Yin Zizhang's footsteps have also become the same as those of the Great Elder. The two are separated by a distance of seven or eight feet, but they seem to have inadvertently merged into a whole.
Yin Zizhang didn't know how long he had walked, or even remembered the way he walked, until the old man in front of him suddenly stopped and said: "Here."
He was at a loss for a moment before he recovered, but when he saw the scene before him clearly, he suddenly didn't know how to describe his feelings.
In front of you is a low fence. Unknown wild flowers sway in the wind under the fence. Behind the fence is a small grassy yard. Several hens and chicks are walking leisurely on the grass, occasionally sending out A giggle. Thin sheets are hanging on a simple bamboo frame, exuding the fresh breath of warm sunshine.
There is also a well not far from the bamboo frame. Two and a half-person-high water tanks are placed beside the well. In the shadow of the water tank, a yellow dog is lying on the ground wagging its tail boredly.
In the yard, there is a simple hut with blue tiles and grey walls. Under the eaves are three or five marinated and air-dried beasts. The homespun curtains covered with broken flowers are undulating in the breeze. On the right side of the yard, a small fish pond with a radius of several meters was sparkling, and it was faintly visible that the plump fish accidentally churned with a splash of water.
Yin Zizhang stared blankly at the familiar scene in front of him, as if in a dream, his nasal cavity was sour, and he almost shed tears on the spot.
He has seen this scene countless times in his dreams. Almost all the good memories of his childhood happened in this scene.
He seemed to see himself running and frolicking on the grass in the yard when he was only two or three years old, laughing loudly at the scene of the chicken flying dog he made, and then happily knocking over the bamboo frame and washing his mother to dry. The good sheets are torn to the ground.
Then my mother heard the noise and came out to see him holding his head and crying, both angry and funny, picking him up to spank him.
At this time, Dad will come out to save him quickly, and then promises with a good temper that he will clean the sheets and make atonement for his son.
Yin Zizhang stood idioticly on the spot, as if he could hear his father's hearty laughter, and his mother's gentle anger, but all this quickly dissipated in the breeze.
The vision is still the same, except for him, who has grown up, and the silent elder, his parents are no longer there.
Yin Zizhang took two steps, reached out and gently pressed the low wooden door in the middle of the fence...
The rough wood texture is so real, everything in front of him is not an illusion. Yin Zizhang is surprised and completely returns to reality.
Such a scene definitely shouldn't appear in the magnificent Martial Palace.
This real home only belongs to their family of three, far south of West ff8. He went back to see it many years ago. It had already been razed to the ground. Why did it reappear in this place?
He slowly moved his gaze to the Grand Elder, waiting for his answer.
The elder only said: "You have a very good understanding, but in a few moments you can understand my method of practice. Cultivation is not just meditation and retreat. You breathe in, speak and act, and throw your hands. It can be inferior to the heaven and the earth. IndoMTL.com~ In his opinion, Yin Zizhang’s savvy can no longer be described very well, it is simply against the sky
He also taught other Zhaocai sects this set of exercises, but even Lin Zhenjin, who is as talented as Yin Zizhang’s biological father, took three days to fully comprehend it, but Yin Zizhang spent a few moments in this area. I realized 70% to 80% within.
On weekdays, a cultivator like Yin Zizhang can get the guidance of a Mahayana monk, and he will definitely remember and figure it out, but now, his mind is completely out of this.
The great elder saw that he was absent-minded, and the ecstasy in his heart became a little cold. This kid has good aptitude and understanding, but both father and son are a virtue, and they miss these things that are not worthwhile.
"If you take your breath and go in for a while, you will understand everything." The elder threw down these words, turned around and walked away. (To be renewed. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe, reward, and your support is my biggest motivation.)
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