Tianbao Fuyao Lu: 217|Secretly pushing hands

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Hongjun carefully scrubbed his body for the ghost king, saying: "You don't smell bad."

"I often take a shower." said the king of ghosts, "the corpse is too heavy and it is easy to smoke others."

Hongjun: "You are a ghoul who loves cleanliness, but the war dead ghouls can't smell it, right?"

The King of Ghosts lay on a low couch made up of several cases, and slowly said: "Because he likes to deal with people, your father gave me a medicine pack to cover up my smell."

"Is it this?" Hongjun glanced at a small pouch carried by the ghost king.

"Yeah." The Ghost King replied.

The ghost king’s right arm and shoulder were burnt enough, revealing hand bones and ribs, and some dark internal organs can be seen inside. Hongjun scratched his head. He can see a doctor, but he doesn’t know how the corpse clan will diagnose and treat .

"Does Drought's inner alchemy work?" Hongjun asked.

The King of Ghosts put on his clothes and got up, his right sleeve was empty, his bone claws tried to stretch and close, grabbing the hilt.

"It doesn't work." The ghost king cut off Hongjun's thoughts simply and rudely.

Hong Jun: "..."

The ghost king tried to swing his sword, but the bone claw in his right hand was still very powerful.

Hongjun: "The inner alchemy queen who devours the snake in the cloud...Uh...I thought it was possible to draw the inner alchemy of the same race..."

Ghost King: "The corpse is different from the living monsters."

Hongjun: "Then..."

Ghost King: "There is no solution."

A word from the ghost king blocked Hongjun's thoughts, and Hongjun had to give up if he could not be cured.

After the ghost king swung his sword a few times, he turned his head to look at Hongjun, and handed the Hanyan Neidan to him again, which meant he was given away. Hongjun looked down, and the ghost king said: "The inner alchemy of the corpse clan can consolidate the soul. After the three souls and seven souls leave the body, they can be stored inside."

Hongjun roughly understood the principle of the survival of the corpse family-it stands to reason that after death, the three souls and seven souls should be sucked into the world and die. The corpse clan’s inner alchemy happened to be the place where the soul was stored. Once Liu Fei’s death was caused by breaking the inner alchemy and his soul escaped. He looked at the inner alchemy to the pale sunlight, and the ghost king said: The fire burned to death. At the last moment, I left the inner alchemy and sent his soul to heaven and earth."

Hongjun pondered for a moment, and then said: "How did you meet?"

"This is a very old story." The ghost king said solemnly, walking to the corridor of the mansion and sitting quietly. He said, "He is the first living corpse in the world and the ancestor of the corpse clan. It’s long enough to go back to when Chi Youzuo's five soldiers defeated the Yellow Emperor, when you and I were not in the world yet..."

Hongjun remembered that the ancient book recorded the battle between Huangdi and Chi You, and among them he mentioned the drought, and the ghost king said that he was a beautiful man. I just don't know what the big monster has experienced in these years.

Hongjun was about to ask again. Suddenly, there was turbulence throughout Luoyang. The sky and the earth were pitch black. The birds covered the daylight. Thousands of monsters and beasts rolled towards Luoyang and attacked this ancient city that has been in ruins.

Hongjun walked out quickly and looked up at the sky. Monsters and beasts entered the city one after another, scattered in the streets of Luoyang.

Immediately afterwards, there was a bright hall in the distance, and the sound of the bell "pang", accompanied by the singing of birds. That was the long roar of the Golden-winged Roc Bird, deep and clear, full of majesty.

"The Golden Winged Roc is calling the whole clan." Yu Zaoyun hurriedly entered and said to the ghost king, "They found that the magic weapon was stolen."

The ghost king grabbed the sword, held the rattle in his left hand, pondered for a while, then looked at Hongjun again.

Hongjun pressed the rattle and slowly shook his head: "It's not time."

Ghost King and Yu Zaoyun lowered their heads and looked at the chain of thousand opportunities on Hongjun's ankle. Hongjun said: "You go, I will find a way."

Yuzaoyun said: "The time has not come, the Golden Winged Dapeng dare not turn my face with you and me."

"Let's go to him for a while." Ghost King said solemnly, "Your Majesty, take care of yourself."

After finishing speaking, Yu Zaoyun turned around and left the old house with the ghost king. As the sun sets, Hongjun stands in front of the door, dragging a long black figure on the floor of the abandoned hall. The distant Mingtang Golden-winged Roc bird chirped three times before it stopped, and a torrent of monsters flocked to Mingtang through the gate.

Hongjun returned to the room and took off the knife. After losing his mana, the flying knife no longer shone, and the five-color light was like ordinary jade.

Hongjun used a flying knife to pry the Thousand Chance Chain, and the magic chain did not move. At this moment, he knew that what Qing Xiong said was not deceiving. He furrowed his brows deeply and fell into anxiety. After trying the four throwing knives one by one, the Thousand Chance Chain was unscathed. The clutter outside gradually stopped, and footsteps came. Hong Jun suddenly raised his head and found that it was Chaoyun.

"The exorcists are back." Chaoyun said, "The Fox King asked me to come here and listen to your instructions."

Hongjun signaled that he would not get in the way, and continued to study the magic chain, and stepped forward to the cloud: "Shall I try?"

Hong Jun said: "I believe there must be a way, but I haven't found it yet."

Zhan Xian Fei Dao only recognizes Kong Xuan's line, not to mention Chao Yun is a demon, even the gods cannot control it. Chaoyun was sweating profusely, and finally had to give up and asked, "Who else can use this magic weapon in the world? If anyone can use it, let's find it."

"Zhanxian Feidao came from Lu Ni Daojun during the Muye battle." Hongjun said, "Later it was handed over to my father, Lu Ya has become a saint and has escaped from the Three Realms and Six Paths... Only my father."

Hongjun was exhausted, seeing that he was about to fight Qingxiong in one day and night, but he had no idea.

At night, after Li Jinglong was sitting in the room, the room was the brazier that Chaoyun had born not long ago. The exorcists will take shelter in the only intact room for the time being, and Qiu Yongsi is bowing to make the bed for everyone .

"Someone has lived in this room." Li Jinglong said suddenly.

"Hmm." Morgen said, "There are traces of a fire, and it was the day before we arrived."

Li Jinglong was silent for a moment, and Lu Xu looked at the furnishings in the room and said: "This person has let blood in the room."

He sniffed an abandoned copper basin in a corner, stained with mottled blood.

"Maybe it's a monster?" Morigen said.

"Sleep." Yuzhou said, "I'm going to die of sleepiness."

Everyone made their beds and lay down on the spot. Morigen started a fire again, and the room became much warmer, dispelling the cold in Luoyang in March.

Li Jinglong is like a sculpture, with a wisdom sword on his knees. He doesn't understand anything, as if he were in concentration.

"Sleep." Qiu Yongsi said, "Tomorrow there is one day."

"The Wisdom Sword still cannot find its owner." Li Jinglong said.

In these days after starting from Yuzhou, everyone talked about nothing but two, one: Yuan Kun and fate; two: the sword of wisdom.

Li Jinglong raised the wisdom sword, looked up at the pattern on it, and said to himself: "This is unreasonable..."

Mo Rigen stood up and sat up and said, "Brothers, I am not at ease in my heart."

Except for Yuzhou's slight snoring, none of the others fell asleep.

"The day after tomorrow will be a decisive battle with them." Morigen said, "Hongjun has not been rescued yet, no one can tie the demon rope. Forget it, who is the owner of the wisdom sword?"

Qiu Yongsi said: "I’m just asking this question now, don’t you think it’s too late?"

Li Jinglong was silent, Artest said: "Chang Shi, this time I really don’t succeed and you will become benevolent. If you have anything, just say it."

The exorcists all looked at Li Jinglong, and Qiu Yongsi said: "I always think that the true owner of this sword should be a long history. There can be no other people."

"Otherwise, you think," Qiu Yongsi said, "When Chang Shi talked with King Fudo Ming, Di Renjie only had the wisdom sword in his hand. This was his token of summoning us and the first of the six weapons. How could he not recognize him? Lord? Maybe it’s just that the time has not come, or if there are any conditions, we haven’t finished it yet."

The exorcists did not speak, and their eyes stayed on the wisdom sword for a while.

If it’s just a matter of conditions, there may be some hope. The most feared is that the Lord of the Wisdom Sword has someone else, and they have worked so hard to gather all the artifacts, but in the end they lack the vitality. Of a person. This is the most dangerous.

"This sword was found in the Poyang Lake waterway. Yuan Kun said that the demon in town was him." Li Jinglong said.

"The owner of the Wisdom Sword is always Yuan Kun?" Lu Xu said.

Morigen said: "Impossible, just like the owner of the Moon Eclipse Bow will not be a Dream Tapir, this magical artifact will not recognize the suppressed monster as the main one."

Artest took off the golden wheel and turned it around on the case table. The golden light buzzed out, and the rest of the counters had induction.

"The Wisdom Sword in front of me has shown power." Li Jinglong murmured, "It's just that time is very strange."

Qiu Yongsi said: "I still insist that you are its master, otherwise the wisdom sword will not work from time to time."

Mo Rigen said: "Chang Shi, think about it from the beginning, and then remember each time the wisdom sword exerts its strength, did you miss any information?"

Li Jinglong frowned, and said helplessly: "Really there is only this."

The first time the wisdom sword radiated light was when he and Hongjun met again after many years. That time, the wisdom sword broke the five-color light. Next, most of the time, Li Jinglong used the light of the heart to make it imperial. It is not so much that the King of Immovable Ming is showing his spirit, it is better to say that even if he is a mortal soldier, the power of the light of the heart will also have the effect of exorcising demons.

The Wisdom Sword clearly reminded Li Jinglong that it was in Lishan. It radiated light and guided Li Jinglong to the Dehuaqing Palace, met with King Fudo Ming, and gave him the mission of collecting other artifacts.

Li Jinglong held the sword and injected mana, the wisdom sword lit up with white light, but it was not its original power, but the light of the heart.

"There is one more question, I still don't understand." Artest said, "Who on earth sent us the letter to report to the Exorcist Department?"

Qiu Yongsi suddenly said: "Could this be the node in causal reincarnation?"

Li Jinglong looked at Qiu Yongsi.

"Let's make a bold assumption." Qiu Yongsi said to everyone, "If the person sending the letter is Chang Shi himself?"

The exorcists were dumbfounded and muttered: "No way?"

"This is the last missing link to complete the change, isn't it?" Qiu Yongsi was very nervous when he said that, "Chang Shi went back to the past, sent a letter, summoned us, and solved the wisdom sword Some kind of seal..."

"No." Li Jinglong interrupted Qiu Yongsi, "There is one detail enough to refute you. You have all read the letter, and I have read it. The letter is not my word."

They have studied the letter more than once, and the font used in the letter is very different from Li Jinglong's handwriting.

"What's more," Morigen said, "If you can use it, you can use it, and if you can't use it, you can't use it. Wisdom swords won’t be ineffective at times."

"Could it be Di Renjie?" Artest said.

"Not Di Renjie's word either." Li Jinglong shook his head.

Qiu Yongsi's guess was rejected, and everyone was quiet again.

Li Jinglong said: "But Yongsi, your inference direction seems to be right. There is a person who is pushing all this secretly. In the past, we took one step and counted one step. We didn’t think much about what we couldn’t figure out. We just wait for more clues. Surfaced. But now I think...I have to find this person, and the day after tomorrow, there is a chance of victory."

"Who could it be?" Morigen frowned, a little irritable.

This is the first time in Li Jinglong's life that he has a strong sense of anxiety before the test is about to come. He is no longer as prepared as before, but is full of confusion about the future.

"I think this is a good thing." Lu Xu said suddenly in shock.

Everyone refreshed.

"How to say?" Li Jinglong asked with a move in his heart.

Lu Xudao: "Every time you think you have a winning ticket, you will be very unlucky. Unexpected situations always happen..."

Everyone: "..."

Lu Xu continued: "...but when you feel that you don't know what to do tomorrow, bite the bullet, and even feel that you must lose, you will win instead."

Mo Rigen: "Hey! What is your explanation?"

Lu Xu: "Is it wrong? Fighting at Yumen Pass, Tongguan, and Luoyang, everyone thought it was an exhaustive plan, but in the end they were embarrassed. Only in Chang'an, they all thought they would lose. I didn't expect to be so lucky to win. Up."

Li Jinglong couldn't laugh or cry: "If I can choose, I would like to use the luck of my life to exchange it all for the day after tomorrow."

"It is already." Lu Xu said, "You have been unlucky for so long, so you have to come back."

"Stop talking." Qiu Yongsi raised his forehead.

Li Jinglong sighed, sheathed the wisdom sword, got up, pushed open the door, and walked out.

"Where are you going?" Morigen picked up his clothes and started to follow.

"Go for a walk." Li Jinglong replied back, "Let me think about it."

"Beware of birds." Qiu Yongsi reminded.

Li Jinglong said "um," and fell into the night.

At five shifts, Hongjun woke up, his ankle chain still remained.

The whole Luoyang was so quiet that it was unusually quiet. The birds watching the whole city evacuated all night and retreated to Mingtang. Hongjun opened the door and stood in the courtyard. Chaoyun heard the ringing of the trivial iron chain and followed out.

"Your Majesty..."

"Hush." ​​Hongjun motioned not to ask more. He left the mansion with the thousand-chain chain in one hand and walked slowly in the alley. Asaun looked at the sky vigilantly, preventing eagles from staring at them.

"See Li Jinglong now." Chaoyun said nervously.

"Can't see him yet." Hongjun said, "Although I want to... I want to, but for everyone's life, I must endure it."

Chaoyun: "I don't understand, why?"

"Because once Yuan Kun knows that Qingxiong’s prisoner is not me." Hongjun murmured, "Li Jinglong saves people will be slightly different. Yuan Kun thought carefully, in the sights he was spying on. Here, there is this difference, and it is easy to reveal the flaw. Once he finds this flaw, his attention will turn to me, and the variables will increase sharply."

Chaoyun looked around and said vigilantly: "Surely he will notice it?"

Hongjun waved his hand and said: "I don't know, it's always good to be careful."