Apprentice Zhao Cheng is dead!
Baoxiang was furious.
It's not that he was very close to this disciple, it's simply because this disciple was his way to peek into the secret of 'Breaking the Void'. Now that he's dead, all his efforts would be wasted.
When Bao Xiang thought about all his efforts going to waste, veins popped up on his head.
"How dare you!"
With a roar, he threw a punch.
boom!
The wind from his fist was like a thunder explosion, and waves of powerful energy rolled up and filled up into the shape of a golden bell.
Words like floral patterns flow on the golden bell.
Not only does it make the golden bell as stable as Mount Tai.
It is as powerful as Mount Tai.
This punch was like a mountain pressing down on us.
"Demon Suppression!"
A low growl sounded from Baoxiang's throat again.
Buzz!
The bloody giant face was suppressed like this, and was being ground down bit by bit.
This is Jin Zhongjin after the Baoxiang revision!
It has both defense and attack.
He gained it from observing the sixteen royal [treasure cards].
Thinking of this, Bao Xiang became even more angry.
He is afraid that he won't have the chance to watch it again.
Zhao Cheng is dead.
The prince has three judicial officials.
The second prince has Confucianism behind him.
The eldest princess is even more unique.
As for Emperor Qian?
He had long stopped caring about state affairs.
Who else will he look for and who else will he invest in?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in Baoxiang's eyes.
"Devil, I will smash you to pieces!"
Buzz!
The light from the Golden Bell Power was so bright that the golden light seemed to illuminate the entire night sky of the Vajra Temple, but the next moment, a strong blood color enveloped everything.
Scarlet blood steam continued to emerge from Goethe's body.
The suppressed bloody giant face is still suppressed.
But more faces emerged.
There are six different faces: laughter, greed, madness, murderous intent, evil, and compassion.
Add in suppressed hunger, for a total of seven faces.
After seeing six more faces appear, Baoxiang was stunned.
“You… this…”
Baoxiang was stunned.
It's impossible not to be stupid.
He knew that he had fought not only with the current Taoist master of Changsheng Dao, but also with the other party's master, the former Taoist master of Changsheng Dao, Baoxiang.
So, he knew what Blood Nerve was like.
Cruel, evil, and terrifying.
These are all prefixes of "Blood Nerve".
But what about the "Blood Nerve" in front of me?
Why didn't the original body turn into a blood shadow, but there were seven similar blood shadows? Each blood shadow seemed inseparable from the original body, but there was a slight difference.
It seemed even more evil.
Baoxiang could clearly feel his heart trembling constantly.
The seven emotions and six desires that he had never had, or had already forgotten, were aroused in this way.
How is this possible?
This was even more surprising than when Bao Xiang heard that the Taoist master of the Tao of Immortality had come out of seclusion.
Although his meditation skills were not advanced enough, he did have two relics from senior monks hidden on his body!
With two relics, one should be invulnerable to all kinds of attacks and all evils should retreat away from him.
Baoxiang stared at Goethe.
He looked at the bronze mask.
Look at those exposed eyes.
he……
I noticed something. ….
"you?!"
Baoxiang was about to speak, but Goethe would not give him any chance. The remaining six bloody faces rushed forward, and cracks immediately appeared on the golden bell formed by Baoxiang's energy.
Card!
Card!
A crisp sound was heard, not only the golden bell's energy cracked, but more importantly, the two relics also cracked.
Six bloody faces rushed forward.
The precious elephant then melted away.
The relic fragments on the ground are no exception.
Even though there were layers of Buddha's light blooming on it, it was eventually stained by blood and finally disappeared.
Goethe stood there watching this scene, feeling the changes carefully.
He had a feeling that the combination of "Blood Nerve" and "Beast of Desire" would be very useful, but he didn't expect it to be so useful.
Each one is like himself.
Although I don't have his various secret techniques, my qi and blood can still grow.
And it also has many magical powers.
Simply put, if you take good care of it, you will have seven more clones.
“That’s one way, I guess.”
Goethe talked to himself in his heart.
The situation in the anchor world forced him to prepare several more paths .
The new profession is.
The washing away of existing forces is integration.
Master new powers, too.
In short, do everything you can to strengthen yourself.
Goethe looked towards the small Zen room on the outermost side. His heart told him that there were good things there.
However, Goethe had not yet taken a step.
In the distance, the sound of Lang Lang reading could be heard.
"When people are born, their nature is good. Natures are similar, but habits make them different..."
"The sky and earth are dark and yellow, the universe is vast and desolate..."
The sound of reading is crisp, and it’s all from children.
The mind is pure and full of enthusiasm.
The purest righteousness flowed into their teacher bit by bit, like streams gathering into a river.
This gentleman has a serious face and stern eyes.
Standing next to him was the second prince Zhao Tuo.
Zhao Tuo, still dressed as a Confucian scholar, clasped his fists and saluted the middle-aged gentleman.
"I'm counting on you, teacher."
The middle-aged man first accepted Zhao Tuo's salute, and then immediately dodged.
"To serve the heavens above, to serve the earth below, to honor the ancestors and to honor the ruler and the teacher, these are the three foundations of etiquette."
"Your Highness, etiquette cannot be abolished."
"Then, leave it to me."
Not only do middle-aged people speak in an old-fashioned way, but they also have a strong sense of decadence.
If it doesn't work, the wood will rot.
Rather, it feels stale and pedantic.
The middle-aged man walked out of the study hall with his sleeves shaking, stood on the steps, looked in the direction of the Vajra Temple, and shouted loudly.
"Preserve the laws of nature and eliminate human desires!"
A low roar, like thunder, shook the entire Haimen.
Many people didn't understand what was going on and just knelt on the ground, bowing their heads.
In Goethe's case, it is even more direct.
The invisible righteous energy turned into two chains and were directly handcuffed to his hands. Although the shackles were invisible, the chains made a crisp sound and connected to the two visible peaks.
One mountain is high and the other is low.
There is a word written on each mountain peak.
The highest one is: loyalty.
The short one means: filial piety.
The words loyalty and filial piety shine brightly.
There was another sound in the light.
Kneel down! ….
Kneel down!
Kneel down!
One sound followed another, each louder than the last.
Goethe stood straight, looking at the mountain in front of him with a little curiosity, and then looking at the shackles on his hands.
It was the first time he felt this power.
It's a little magical.
It's a bit strange too.
The magic lies in its vastness, in its silent influence, and in its enlightenment.
Goethe could even see the children
The image of a child reciting aloud in the morning sun.
Very beautiful and vibrant.
But later on, things got a little weird.
The children and young men were gone, and only very old people were seen standing in front of the list, some with frowning faces, some beating their chests and stamping their feet. Some were shouting "I got it, I got it" and were so mad that they looked like non-humans. They could only wake up after being slapped in the face by the butcher.
This kind of waking up is also half asleep and half awake.
What is even more terrifying are those who are willing to sink into dreams.
One dogma after another.
A series of rules.
Those who are willing to be slaves cannot bear to see others stand up.
Those who bind their feet are called women.
Otherwise you are not even worthy of a woman.
Over and over again.
Look at it horizontally and vertically.
Goethe opened his eyes wide, and only then did he see two words from these pictures:
Eat people!
Ridiculous and ridiculous.
And, it’s infuriating.
Goethe frowned and looked at the so-called "loyalty and filial piety". He raised his hand, and two blood shadows of laughter and madness rushed up and added a word in front of each word.
Same word: stupid.
Foolish loyalty and foolish filial piety.
Suddenly, Goethe felt much more pleasing to the eye.
The mountain split open.
The chain broke.
The shackles broke.
On the steps of Tianming Academy, the middle-aged teacher vomited blood and fell to the ground.
"How dare you!"
"You are unworthy of being my son!"
"The crime is unforgivable!"
The middle-aged teacher who was vomiting blood got up and staggered towards the Saints' Hall.
He is going to ask for the 'holy vessel!
He wanted to use the saint's ruler to whip this guy!
He wanted to use the saint's ruler to make this guy understand what rules are!
But when the middle-aged teacher pushed open the door of the Saint Hall, he was dumbfounded.
The holy vessel is gone.
The ruler placed in front of the portrait is gone.
Only the scent of incense remains.
And the second prince Zhao Tuo was also missing.
She was clearly by his side just now.
A bad premonition suddenly appeared, and the middle-aged teacher held on. At this time, a child ran over and said, "Sir, Teacher Zhao left a letter for you."
The middle-aged teacher took the letter tremblingly and opened it.
Wow!
More blood vomited out, and the whole person fell to the ground, breathless.
“Sir! Sir!”
The children around screamed one by one.
Someone with sharp eyes saw the words on the letter, just two words -
Don't worry.
Wu Nian, stained with blood.
The children around had no idea what this meant and were just busy trying to save the gentleman.
Goethe didn't know what happened in Tianming Academy.
At this time, he was walking out of the small Zen room.
He held a scroll of scriptures in his hands.
To be more precise, it is "Golden Bell Cover. Revised". ….
It not only records the complete version of "The Golden Bell", but also includes the adaptation by Bao Xiang. It is very complete and detailed. It is naturally perfect for Goethe, who is pursuing innovation at the moment.
You can learn.
You can also learn from it and apply it to other similar situations.
Maybe you will be inspired.
Goethe happily put away "The Golden Bell. Revised".
He was once again placed back on the square of Vajra Temple.
Once again, I saw the body of the third prince Zhao Cheng.
No!
To be precise, it is 'cicada shell'!
He didn't even do anything and the other person died.
Active' death, of.
He also used some secret method to make his own death look similar to that of someone killed by Blood Nerve.
When Goethe saw the scene of Tianming Academy with the help of [Blood Raven Spirit], he sighed -
How to say it?
Should we say that he is worthy of being from the royal family?
If something goes wrong, just protect yourself.
I don't know how well these two fight.
His ability to save his life is truly first-rate.
In comparison, the prince was a bit behind, as he had to rely on others to escape.
I don’t know what’s happening to the remaining two members of the royal family?
Goethe thought this and quietly returned to his place of residence.
Naturally, there was chaos in Haimen again.
Whether it is the Vajra Temple or the Tianming Academy, they are both among the most powerful transcendent forces in Haimen, different from the Cao Gang and the Salt Gang, which are still considered mundane forces.
Although there are some extraordinary people, they are not many.
But Vajra Temple and Tianming Academy have all of them.
Especially the abbot of Vajra Temple and the teacher of Tianming Academy, they are the best among them.
But tonight there was that light and that sound.
Nothing unexpected will happen, right?
The strangers in Haimen were muttering in their hearts.
Some of the more timid ones even prepared to pack up their belongings and leave the city overnight.
No matter where you go, just run first.
And there are also brave ones.
Then we will head towards Vajra Temple and Tianming Academy.
When they arrived at the place, they naturally caused some waves and boosted the arrogance of the immortal sect and the evildoers.
Let’s not talk about these for now and first talk about the remaining two members of the royal family.
Zhao Cheng faked his death and Zhao Tuo escaped.
The eldest princess knew about this at the first moment.
It’s not that Zhao Tuo, Zhao Cheng and their aunt are very close and tell them everything at the first time, but that the eldest princess keeps an eye on them.
The person on duty at the Imperial Observatory told him everything he had seen in detail.
When talking about the way to immortality, the Taoist master had obviously mastered the "Blood Nerve" and found a new way, the princess chuckled.
"It's not surprising that he said that."
"It's only natural."
"I thought it was strange when he stepped into that dead end ten years ago."
"Given his alertness and caution, it's impossible for him not to have a backup plan."
"I see."
"Oh, ten years."
"As expected of him."
Hearing the princess' ambiguous words, the clerk at the Imperial Observatory lowered his head even more.
Is this something he can listen to?
Aren’t you afraid you’re going to die?
Sometimes, people are just like this.
Good things don’t work, but bad things do.
Before this person could finish his thoughts, he was ordered to die by the eldest princess. ….
No big moves.
Just took a breath.
The servant had lost all his skin and flesh.
Only clothes, shoes and hats were left on the ground.
"The taste is much worse. They just send some useless things."
The eldest princess snorted coldly.
A helpless voice followed.
"Your Highness, it's not even the end of the first month of the year yet, and you've already killed thirteen guards this year. All the guards at the Imperial Observatory have been killed by you. If you continue like this, I'll be left alone."
"Oh, just recruit more people."
"At worst, you can come and see me in person."
A smile appeared on the eldest princess' face, which was indescribably graceful and elegant.
"I dare not. I still want to live a few more years."
"Want to live?"
"Have you found out the truth about this?"
The eldest princess snorted coldly.
"I have found out, then
This Mr. Mo is indeed the Mr. Mo who ran away earlier. "
"oh?"
"Didn't you tell me that the original matter was settled?"
The eldest princess became more and more unhappy.
"Your Highness, it's done!"
"Our goal is to get the Mo family's [Treasure Card], and we have it. Although Mo Shengyi also has a [Treasure Card], I stole it and it has no power at all. Who knew that when he appeared again, he had already reached this point."
"I doubt……"
"explain."
Facing the eldest princess's cold shout, the voice was hesitant.
In the end, still nothing was said.
But the eldest princess knew who the other party was talking about.
Of course he is her good brother.
That one, Emperor Qian.