Chapter 368： Under the 368 mutation

Chapter 368 Under the 368 mutation

Outside Tianbao Palace.

The Daoist Taoist Palace, which used to be full of people coming and going, has become dilapidated now.

After the Zhenyi Sect drove people away from it, they did not send people to rectify it, but just left it vacant here.

Then he competed with Xizong for various positions of real power in the court.

Twelve provinces, each province has a position of jurisdiction.

The Tianbao Palace of the Daoist Church collapsed, and a lot of space was given up, enough for the two families to divide for a period of time.

However, Emperor Ling remained silent. In recent days, he has been obsessed with the Heavenly Demon Dance and doesn't care about the outside world.

At this time, it is on Tianbao Mountain.

The white sunny flowers all over the mountain have already fallen and withered.

There are only bare trunks waiting for new shoots.

"I don't know where the fragrance of the medicine is, but the white flower stone on the Yuntai"

At this time, in the empty Tianbao Palace.

A strange black-robed figure was walking slowly among the temples.

The figure is wearing a large and even somewhat bloated black robe and cloak, covering even the head of the person, and wearing a weird brass ghost mask on his face.

The ghost face is extremely strange. From the forehead to the chin, it is divided in half by a thin golden line.

The left half is laughing, the right half is anger.

"The century-old Dao Palace has existed for a long time, and it is time to change the name now."

The bronze-masked man gently stretched out his hand, stroking the huge incense burner in the square in the middle of Tianbao Palace.

The incense burner is six meters high and more than seven meters in diameter, like a small house.

"Who!? Dare to trespass here! Don't you know this is a forbidden area!?" Suddenly, a middle-aged man in a real robe galloped up from a distance, staring at the man in the bronze mask and yelling loudly.

At the same time, a group of spirit troops came in behind him to guard the place.

This team of troops are all fully armed, with bows, crossbows, knives and shields, strong bodies, and neat steps. They are well-trained at a glance.

"Hiding his head and showing his tail, sneaking around, there is something wrong at first glance, take it down for me!" The Taoist felt something wrong when he saw the copper mask man's attire, and immediately waved his hand, take it down first and then talk.

In this sensitive period, no matter what happened, just catch it.

This is Dadu, no matter who he is or what kind of expert he is, he can't turn the world over!

"Take it?" The copper-masked man smiled softly. Turn around and look at each other.

“It’s been a long time since no one dared to say such things in front of me”

"It seems." He reached out and touched the edge of the mask on his face. "You have forgotten the pain left by this mask back then"

"Stop!" Suddenly, he yelled and approached quickly from not far away.

But it was too late.

The bronze-masked figure slowly faded away and dissipated in place, as if what had been standing there just now was just a phantom.

Just for a moment.

His figure appeared behind the spirit army again. As if just walking through the array, nothing more.

But all the soldiers of the entire spiritual army, a total of thirty-six people, all maintained their original movements and postures at this moment, remained motionless, and froze in place.

"Who is talking? I didn't hear it." The man in the copper mask calmly looked back to where the sound came from.

"Could you please repeat that?"

In an instant, all the spirit soldiers, together with the leader of the Shinichi Taoist, exploded like fireworks.

But what splattered when they exploded was not blood.

But countless silver threads flowing like liquid!

Puff puff puff puff!

All the silver threads do not touch the ground, they cross the distance, soar into the air, pour into the sleeves of the copper-faced man, and disappear.

In an instant, all the living people on the scene disappeared, leaving only the remnants of clothing, shoes, hats and armor falling off one after another.

At this moment, an old Taoist with a green robe and golden crown, with the imprint of the Zhenyi Sect on his body, with an ugly expression, leaped in from the palace wall not far away, stood still on the ground, and stared at the bronze-masked man.

After seeing the remaining clothes on the ground, and then seeing the brass mask worn by the copper masked man.

He seemed to think of something, his pupils shrank instantly, and sweat was faintly visible on his forehead.

"Senior! If you have a grievance and a debtor, you shouldn't come to us." The old Taoist is Taichang Taoist, the master of worshiping gods in the Taiji Palace who is on duty here.

"What is injustice, and who owes me?" The copper-masked man shook his head slightly, "Tai Chi Gong Qingyi, isn't it in Dadu?"

Taoist Taichang's back instantly felt cold.

"No, I, Shinichi, and you were right before each other."

Suddenly, his eyes blurred, and the other party's figure had disappeared not far away.

He hurriedly looked around, trying to find the trace of the other party.

But there was a sudden pain in my heart and mouth.

He hurriedly lowered his head in panic, and tore off the clothes on his chest, only to see a silver trace in his heart, slowly outlining a silver crescent moon.

It was as if an invisible person was standing in front of him, dipping a pen into ink, and carefully painting on his heart.

"No! I have worked hard for decades, worshiping the master of God! I am not reconciled.!"

Boom!

The voice stopped abruptly, the crescent moon outlined a complete moment, and Taoist Taichang exploded like fireworks.

There was no blood, only countless silver threads, which swarmed out like liquid and flew into the distance.

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Too Easy Canyon.

Jin Yuyan, who had been practicing writing skills with his eyes closed, rested his mind and adjusted his state, suddenly opened his eyes naturally, and slowly stopped practicing.

For extremely powerful people like them who have already worshiped God, practice cannot improve themselves, but they can always maintain a stable state of harmony, allowing themselves to be in a perfect state of unity of spirit, energy, and spirit anytime, anywhere.

"The time has come." She stood up and looked up at the two spirit generals opposite.

"You guys, are you ready?"

On the opposite side, Shinichi Haruei and Nishimune Motori opened their eyes at the same time, looking at Jin Yuyan in confusion.

"What do you mean by this? You and I have the backhand. If the people below don't know the power of Tianbao Yuxu, it's understandable. But at our level, everyone knows it. If you talk about hiding it, how much can you hide?" ?” Chun Rong disapproved with a smile on his face.

"It seems that Yuyan has a plan in mind, but..." Yuan Li looked calm on the side, "Our reinforcements should also arrive."

"Reinforcement?" Jin Yuyan's expression froze slightly, as if she sensed something, she turned her head suddenly and looked into the distance.

There was a slim figure in a black dress, with a graceful figure and long hair blowing in the wind.

It's just that its face also wears a pure silver mask.

Coincidentally, her mask is exactly the same as Jin Yuyan's in terms of style, size and shape.

"Sister. I haven't seen you for many years." The silver-faced woman's silver-bell-like laughter floated from afar.

"You are still so beautiful. You are so beautiful that you want people to cut your beautiful face into pieces."

The malice in the other party's tone was so strong that even Yuan Li and Chun Rong, who were on the side, couldn't help but feel a little cold in their hearts.

"You're not dead yet." After Jin Yuyan was stunned, the eyes under the mask regained their composure, and there was a trace of contempt in the pupils.

"I was soft-hearted back then, so I 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 avenge me?"

Jin Yuyan's eyes were slightly closed.

"Now he defected from the induction gate and joined Xizong. It's ridiculous!"

"Whether it's ridiculous or not, I don't know." The silver-masked woman stepped forward and approached.

"I only know. Today, you will definitely die!"

"Death? It's up to you?!" Jin Yuyan narrowed his pupils, which 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 swelled rapidly, becoming bigger, and countless silver threads gushed out from the pores, covering and weaving a complete set of silver armor on the outside of her body.

At the same time, the three people on the opposite side were also covered in silver, and their bodies grew rapidly.

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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 the matter with you, sir?" Chang Yuqing noticed his abnormality and asked with some doubts.

"It's okay, I just discovered something about your condition." Zhang Rongfang suppressed the idea of ​​going back immediately to check for abnormalities in his body, and chatted with Chang Yu calmly.

He has low-light vision ability, and he 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 astonishment on Chang Yuqing's face immediately increased.

She was shocked to find that the other party was more detailed than all the doctors she had seen before.

This brought up her own problem, the thought that maybe there could be a cure.

Just when she had this idea, Zhang Rongfang suddenly offered to leave.

"I just thought I have something to do, I'll go out first, and I'll be back later."

"Eh, this" Before Chang Yuqing could recover, Zhang Rong turned around and left quickly.

Bang, the door closed.

Zhang Rongfang hurried towards Chenxiang Mansion.

At this moment, he could already feel that the sarcoma on his back seemed to have split open and no longer existed.

But he didn't know what happened. He had to have a mirror to see clearly.

Mirrors in this era, many people still use bronze mirrors.

Bronze mirrors are actually only slightly hazier than real glass mirrors when polished smooth.

Except for the yellowish color, the rest are no different from glass mirrors.

Just periodically need to go to the mirror shop to polish and restore smoothness.

After returning to Chenxiang Mansion, Zhang Rongfang went all the way into the bedroom and took out two round bronze mirrors placed beside the desk.

Then take off your shirt, and set up a reflection angle against your back.

In a short while, all the changes on the back were clearly presented in his eyes.

"This is!?"

He suddenly shrank his pupils.

It seems to have seen something incredible.

In the reflection of that bronze mirror.

He clearly saw that on the skin of his back, there were dense blood vessels like silk threads, faintly weaving into a **** lotus!

The lotus flower counted its petals in detail, and there were a total of eighty-one petals.

Zhang Rongfang has been in Taoism for so many years, and he reads classics when he is free, and has read many biographies about the development of Taoism.

But no one has ever really had a blood lotus woven with blood vessels as threads like him at this time!

(end of this chapter)