Taoist Master, Stop Fighting. The Heavenly Path Is Almost Destroyed

Chapter 320 Changes again, the death of Jiuru, the execution of Lin Luo, the beheading of the king, and doubts.

On a starry night, the sky is full of moonlight.

A girl with a white veil on her face and a cold temperament was flying across the sky.

Her purple hair is as long as her hips, and is slightly fluttering back like brocade. The pupil in the center of her left eye is full of purple, with a cold meaning, but the pupil on her right is scarlet, filled with burning heat.

The girl flies like the wind, riding the yin and yang. Under the moonlight, the purple knee-high stockings shine particularly attractively. There is a red ribbon tied on her left leg, which is slightly stretched, and there is a faint light on it. There are black and white characters floating around in it, and I don’t know what they are used for.

With such a unique dress, anyone who is familiar with Da Qin will recognize this person as Lin Luo, Deputy Chief of the Punishment Yamen of Da Qin Division.

From time to time in the vast world, cultivators with strong cultivation levels looked up at the sky. I don't know where in the Qin Dynasty something happened, and the God of Death, Si Xing Yamen, was actually dispatched.

Lin Luo looked at the full moon in the sky, estimated the time, and immediately pressed the magic formula with her hands. The purple light in her pupils became even brighter, and her speed increased again.

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At night, the drunkard sat alone.

Raise a cup to invite the bright moon and drink together as three people.

Taoist priest Yinlong, who had his own unique insights into the Book of Songs, said goodbye to him in the evening, saying that he was going outside to collect wind. If his friend came at night, he would just crush the jade talisman, and Taoist priest Yinlong would definitely reach the sky. Get up and join them.

Of course, before leaving, Taoist Master Yinlong also took away three jars of good wine from him.

The moonlight shines on Jiu Ru's face, making it cold and cold.

Under the moonlight, the expression on the old man's face was sluggish, and his eyebrows were twisted into the character "Chuan".

He tried hard to recall his past interactions with His Highness Prince Ming. He didn't know that the young man in Afang Emperor Palace in Xianyang would become like this.

"Your Highness, the emperor gave you the vast area of ​​Zeyang City to guard and shepherd. What happened to you in the past hundred years?"

The wine scholar looked gloomy, picked up the wine jar and took another swig. At this moment, he thought of his third disciple who had no news of him, the young face who volunteered to investigate the incident in Zeyang City.

He is only eighty years old, and he is still a young man who has just broken through to the realm of the true king of the near path, but now there is no news at all.

"Master has something to do, and I will do my best to help you. Yang Shu is willing to serve as Master's eyes and go to investigate on Master's behalf."

"Since you are determined, take the Sacred Heart Link Tongyu with you and set off. Be careful in everything."

"I sincerely follow Master's teachings and Yang Shu will go."

Although his disciple's talent was only above average, his good nature was the only one he had ever seen in his life. He was originally designated by him as the successor of the Three Great True Traditions.

After leaving, Yang Shu never came back, which was why he paid attention to the disappearance of the monks in Zeyang City and went to investigate in secret.

"Shu'er, it was the master who harmed you."

"If it is true that King Ming harmed you, I will never let him go."

The drunkard under the moonlight is selfless yet selfish, selfish yet selfless.

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In the mysterious underground palace, a dark sky that looks like a large reverse bowl is standing on the black rock formation.

Looking up, a thin female cultivator was still lying on the black rock formation in the center of the sky, her face was ashen, and the clear full moon mark on her forehead also became dim.

At this moment, Han Xinyue was still struggling in the confusion.

An unspeakable dilemma happened around her, Han Xinyue. She wanted to survive and escape from the Han mansion with her seventeen beloved sisters.

Still at this moment, an ordinary-looking young monk was lying under Han Xinyue's embroidered shoes, his clothes already wet with sweat.

Yang Shu opened his eyelids with difficulty and looked at the strange scene in front of him and the purple orb hanging above his head, but a knowing smile appeared on his face.

"Master, the confusion is really extraordinary, but the disciple still managed to escape."

"Disciple said, I am your eyes, Sacred Heart Link Tongyu, break it and pass everything here on, Master, I know you will definitely come."

Before he finished speaking, the young man looked up and two extremely tiny round pearls flew out of his pupils.

The pearl and jade collapsed and turned into a huge pupil, taking in the scene under the dark sky. The huge pupil continued to rise, penetrating the dark sky and illuminating this dark place.

This underground palace is actually under the Zeyang Palace.

In the secret room, a figure covered in purple smoke slowly stood up.

"My magical power is not as good as the sky, but it was finally exposed. There are countless outstanding people in the world, but there are still people with such perseverance who can break free from the terrifying and enchanting Star Treasure Moon God Sacrifice Formation passed down by His Majesty Asna."

"It's a pity that once this formation is in operation, the 'feeding' cannot be stopped."

"Then let's stop here. This time, I have pushed my cultivation to the late stage of Jie Dao. I am still one step away from condensing the prototype of Zhang Dao. It is already a big profit."

"Haha, fortunately, I have already dealt with it!"

The mysterious man shook his head and pressed lightly on the ground of the secret room. A huge purple handprint penetrated the crust and came to the top of the mysterious underground palace. He grabbed the huge eye and crushed it to pieces.

Through those huge eyes, the mysterious man saw a tall old man with an E Guan Bo belt in the house.

"This...this is Shu'er's Sacred Heart Connected Tongyu. He actually chose to destroy the Tongyu to convey the message, Shu'er!"

"Zeyang Palace, Prince Ming, I will definitely demand that you pay with blood."

Under the moonlight, the old man's beard grew angry. He looked at an ancient mirror shaped like an eye in front of him, stood up suddenly, and let out a thundering roar.

Jiu Ru patted the jade talisman and immediately passed a message to Yi Chen.

At this moment, a figure shrouded in a strange purple mist suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

boom!

A purple claw shadow stamped hard on Jiu Ru's chest.

At the same time, the mysterious figure also received a sword from Jiu Ru.

At this moment, a tall and huge city appeared in the eyes of Lin Luo, the deputy general manager of the Si Xing Yamen, and quickly enlarged.

Feeling the huge movement coming from the city, Lin Luo's expression changed. She tapped her jade feet wrapped in purple stockings in the air, and a strange ripple appeared in the space. Lin Luo saw this and slammed into it, and her figure suddenly Disappeared within the ripples of space and appeared above the courtyard.

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A few cups of tea time ago.

In the palace complex outside Zeyang Palace, more than a dozen figures were lying scattered in the room of Wu Dazhi, the head of the miscellaneous department, and two more people were naked and lying on the ground.

A tall figure patted Wu Dazhi's fat face.

"Dazhi, you are different from others. You are a smart person. I like to talk to smart people."

"Please tell me in detail about His Highness Prince Ming and the few people who are close to His Highness, Fantian Yaozi. Don't try to hide it. I just got some very interesting things from the minds of those who searched for souls."

"The information is not correct, or there are omissions, but you will be beheaded." A white star flashed at the corner of the tall figure's mouth, and a huge shadow enveloped a fat man in brocade clothes who collapsed on the ground.

This tall figure is naturally Yi Chen.

After parting ways with Jiu Ru, he, Taoist Master Yi, went around looking for news, and finally met a purchaser from the Zeyang Palace in a brothel. Then he used his mimicry ability to step by step, step by step, he replaced Tao Zong.

After changing three unlucky guys, he sneaked into the room of the head of the miscellaneous department named Wu Dazhi outside the palace complex of Zeyang Palace.

The arrogant Taoist priest was afraid that this person would not tell the truth and that there would inevitably be omissions in the memory extraction ability. Therefore, he first threatened Wu Dazhi and summoned a dozen of his subordinates to extract the memories of the unlucky people on the ground. After some time, the interrogation of Wu Dazhi began.

"A good man, a hero, a senior, I will tell you everything I know, but I only know some trivial things in daily life."

The fat man in brocade clothes was shaking like chaff, and a look of mourning for his concubine appeared on his big face.

Not long ago, he was

The man being ridden is a bit fat.

Galloping female riders, like flowers.

Then suddenly, a strong man who called himself Qiantian Yaozi broke in, pulled out the flowers and knocked her unconscious.

After this experience, he was afraid that he would never survive again.

"You can just say it, but I know whether it will be useful or not."

Yi Chen looked at Wu Dazhi's fat face, with an unpredictable smile on his face.

What he was looking for was a bitch like Wu Dazhi who had been working in the Zeyang Palace for many years and had a small position.

According to the six degrees of separation theory, everyone in the world can connect with each other through the medium of six people.

It would be more accurate for Yi Chen to search directly in Zeyang Palace.

Don't look at people like Wu Dazhi who seem to be of no use and have low strength, but the potential information this group of people possess is immeasurable. It all depends on whether there are people with discerning eyes to do information mining.

These servants, especially the servant bosses and petty bosses who thrive in this cannibalistic environment, are all human beings.

Those who are not smart and have no vision are dead.

In the current of the secular world, it is extremely difficult to stand firm, and it is even more difficult to reach the sky if you want to stand out.

This group of people is particularly accurate in grasping the direction of the wind.

It's just a matter of common sense to choose the high and the low. Only the servant who can accurately judge the master's wishes can make the best of both worlds.

In the deep palace compound, sometimes rewards are not rewards and punishments are not punishments. It is even more important to know which people should not be offended the most and have to sit in rows.

Wu Dazhi is the Gu King refined from this group of people.

For some reason, Yi Chen always felt that there was something strange about the disappearance of the monks in Zeyang City.

The strange thing is that everything feels a little too smooth for him.

Therefore, he wanted to find some clues through people who were very close to King Ming. Anyway, beating the children on a rainy day would be idle.

"Are you saying that besides the dead butler, His Highness loved his two favorite concubines, Fairy Muhe and Fairy Bilian, and they often slept together. However, Fairy Bilian is more favored now and Fairy Muhe has declined?"

"Not bad." Wu Dazhi thought for a moment and privately added a few more names of people who had more contact with Prince Ming.

Yi Chen rubbed his chin. Wu Dazhi was quite honest. At this time, he also understood that the beautiful female cultivator that King Ming held in his arms during the day was the so-called Fairy Mu He.

For a moment, Yi Chen couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Fairy Mu He, who is no longer popular, looks like this. How about Fairy Bilian, who has never met her yet?

"How about we look for an opportunity and sleep? No, a night attack?"

Yi Chen was undecided in his heart. His beloved concubine was no better than Wu Dazhi. She must have been heavily guarded and there were many formation restrictions in her sleeping quarters.

After thinking about it for a while, Yi Chen was ready to give up.

Time was too tight, so there was no need for him to alert the enemy. Anyway, he had already found out the locations of several treasure houses in the Zeyang Palace just now.

At that time, he, Jiuru and others besieged King Ming. When the chaos arose, a meow sneaked into the treasure house and accidentally swallowed some property.

He Yi Dao Chang Guang Feng Ji Yue was all careless, so the problem should not be big.

As for the job of assisting boxing, Yichengzi couldn't do it for nothing, he could only earn a little bit.

However, he was still a little interested in the names mentioned by Wu Dazhi and secretly wrote them down.

"Forget it, let's first see if Shengtian Wenxinjing over at Jiuru is really that awesome."

Just when Yi Chen was about to retreat, a powerful wave suddenly erupted somewhere in the city. Several lines of information came from the Jade Talisman, and Yi Chen's expression suddenly changed.

The direction where the explosion sounded was obviously the direction of the residence where Jiu Ru temporarily lived.

He immediately became extremely energetic and rushed towards the source of the sound.

No longer covering his figure, his violent momentum was fully unleashed, and within seven or eight breaths, Yi Chen had already arrived at the scene.

At this moment, a tall old man was bleeding into the sky, and a huge hole was blown out of his chest. He seemed to be dead. The mysterious figure flashed, and immediately escaped into the distance. A girl with purple hair and purple eyes came from a distance. Walked out of a space.

"Blank." Yi Chen activated his gaze power, but found that this time the gaze power had lost its effect.

At this moment, Lin Luo looked at the mysterious figure who wanted to fly away. Leng Yan took out what looked like a black and white ball and a golden sword from his arms, and threw it towards the sky.

"Yin Yang Divine Wind Shield, come out!"

"City defense formation, rise!"

In an instant, the huge and tall walls of Zeyang City suddenly burst into golden light, wrapping the entire city tightly like a golden chicken egg. In addition, the black and white light flowed under the golden light film, but it was the black and white round The ball is transformed.

The Deputy Chief of the Criminal Yamen, Lin Luo, holds a golden sword and has higher authority to command and control the formation of a city, except of course Xianyang.

Seeing the huge light shield that suddenly appeared on the horizon, the mysterious figure suddenly froze. His head burrowed into the ground and disappeared immediately.

"How brave, where can I escape!"

"Yin and Yang are born together, and all things fly!"

A circle of purple rolan suddenly appeared around the purple-haired girl. She flashed and immediately chased after her.

Not long after, the mysterious man, who was chased by Yi Chen and the purple-haired girl, got into the dark sky and disappeared immediately.

"Fellow Daoist Lin Luo, let's take action together to break this formation!"

Yi Chen's domineering body was revealed, and the 'Force Force' Holy Halberd was suddenly in his hand. He was dressed in such a special way, and he had already recognized the origin of this person. It was the strong support mentioned by Jiu Ru, the Deputy Chief of the Criminal Yamen, Lin Luo .

The overlord raises his halberd, and the earth will be destroyed and the sky will kill him!

The huge halberd light suddenly hit the purple pearl on the dark sky.

The strong wind swept across and danced in the sky.

Lin Luo floated in the air like a hurricane goddess, her purple hair flying, her sleeves fluttering, her bare hands stretched out from the sleeves and waved out streams of black and white light, like a human-shaped turret, extremely violent.

"Hey, you're such an irritable girl!" Yi Chen couldn't help but take a breath.

Under the violent attack of the two men, the dark sky soon cracked bit by bit.

On the strange black rocky ground, King Ming was wearing a gold robe, sitting high on the throne of bones, with a calm face.