754. The Black Hand·Minglou Zun

Author: No Nights in the prosperous Tang Dynasty

754. The Black Hand·Minglou Zun

But Li Fenfang turned around and said.

"But please pay more attention. At this auction, I found out that everyone in the royal family would also come. Those princes and daughters who are interested in that position will want to win over us, the bachelors of the Imperial College."

"That's a mess, don't get involved. Although the Imperial Academy was originally run by the royal family, it has long become its own power. Our bachelors are not controlled by them. Not offending or approaching is the best strategy."

Song Qingge and Mu Mayi both looked cautious and nodded with a stern face.

Throughout history, the struggle for royal power has always been a bloody storm.

When the competition is fought, a general succeeds in thousands of bones are undone, but after seizing the throne, he has to worry about the birds flying away and the good bow is hidden.

If you practice, you won’t be able to seize the throne? Although Li Fenfang knew that some people were born to leave the emperor, she didn’t understand it very much and could only respond with respect.

She could also see that the two junior sisters in front of her were not those who were obsessed with power and tricks, so she told her a few words, so she could not be plotted against by those cunning and deep royal families.

After all, there are two great immortals behind Song Qingge. Mu Mayi is extremely talented. After being promoted to the Nine Realm, he is expected to rush to the top 100, all of which are popular targets to win over.

Song Qingge finished the pastries on the table in one last bite and was very satisfied.

Li Fenfang pinched the fat on her waist and said with a smile: "You girl, I'm just saying why you are so plump and innocent."

Song Qingge bent down and hid, and the little dragon immediately crossed its wrist and stared at Li Fenfang with his eyes.

Mu Mayi put down the folding fan in her hand and then said.

"Senior sister, stop teasing her."

"After this time, I want to compete with you, Senior Sister, in which I have obtained the incomplete true dragon magic power of the Sect in the Thousand Dragons Flying Island, and I have integrated it into the Taoist technique and want to sharpen it."

Li Fenfang naturally nodded and clapped her hands.

"Then we will go to the 'Chongshui Peak', where the heavy water cage suppresses the mana operation, which can also help us master it more thoroughly."

Mu Mayi nodded with a smile.

"Sister Thank you."

...

Time flies like a shuttle, and there is no turning point in passing.

Pei Xihe stood up from the meditation. Although his realm had not been broken, his magic power increased a little. The little soul man sat upright in the Crimson Palace. Now his cultivation level is like a flesh and blood body, but also as clear as precious jade and glass.

Her magic power is poured into her soul, her aura is born with innate charm and restrained divine beauty.

Pei Xihe thought about it in his heart, stepped out of the cave and headed towards Yuru Peak. It was the time for a new teaching of Taoism.

Everything in the world is a whole. Looking at it from different angles, you will notice different sides, and the same is true for the great way.

Therefore, if you work behind closed doors, you will inevitably have the hidden danger of falling into the well. Only by learning from others’ strengths and being inclusive can you innovate at all times and try your best to get the whole picture.

In fact, she had already learned some lessons taught by the immortals, or she had communicated with the Emperor Song during his eight years of preaching, which was profound and far superior.

But listening to different opinions, even if you are rough, will definitely have something to be desired. Only by correcting yourself can you go further.

As soon as he walked out of the cave, Pei Xihe suddenly frowned, and an inexplicable confusion appeared in his golden eyes.

Just now, a melodious flute sound seemed to sound in her ears.

The sound of the flute was so beautiful that it seemed to make people see the prosperous scene of spring and the growth of all things.

The immortal cultivator never had any auditory hallucinations, but her mind spread, but she never noticed any strangeness, and the person who played the flute sound had no way to find it.

What's the meaning.

Have the courage to play the flute, but don’t have the courage to recognize it?

Pei Xihe secretly guessed in her heart, but the sound of the flute was only a moment, and she could no longer catch any traces.

She lowered her eyebrows and eyes, her face was calm, and she did not say a word, and rushed towards the Taoist teaching hall of Yurufeng.

...

Qingkun Tiandi.

The water condensed by the fairy spirit air flowing from all sides of the Golden Pavilion hanging high above the dome fell down, like a waterfall.

The man sat upright in the hall and saw his face clear and graceful face. Although he was cross-legged, he could see his pine and straight waist.

He wore a feather crown on his head and opened his eyes. There were yin and yang runes flowing in him, which seemed to be flying dragons and phoenixes, but it seemed extremely dull, as if he had been severely injured and was still in the stage of recovery.

Han Minglou sighed softly, but saw a hole near his left shoulder and his heart. There was no blood dripping, but it was covered with dark patterns, making the evil aura difficult to cover up.

"This Lingtian Spear is worthy of being a Taoist soldier."

Taoist soldiers are the incarnation of the great way, the symbol of authority, and the most powerful weapon in this world. They are enough to make the true gods who are so fascinated by it.

The Lingtian Spear is the ultimate treasure of the ancient holy demon, and it contains the dual power of the Great Way of Death and the Great Way of Kill.

Now that I have been recuperating for three or four hundred years, I have only slightly stopped my injuries, but have damaged many Taoist practices.

Han Minglou lowered his eyes, and the halo was flowing, as if he was recalling something.

The young girl, smiling and smiling, seemed to be the same as yesterday's scene, but it had fallen apart and was hard to splice.

"You must be safe and sound. I guess you have entered the Supreme Immortal Realm now?"

"I didn't expect that the sixty-nine fate that was suppressed and tampered with the premature death will become your Nirvana situation."

Born from death, it will naturally be destroyed and then established.

He sighed with some regret.

"You are not her, but you are her after all."

"It's a pity that wisp of spiritual god was completely destroyed, and the soul almost couldn't return. She couldn't know the methods she used at the beginning, only knowing that she had obtained the Holy Demon inheritance."

He looked up at the top of the hall, but saw stars floating on it, either light or dark, or big or small, but they were not as good as the center bright moon, and could easily snatch the eyes of others.

"It's you."

The inheritance of the Holy Demon Emperor Song has been passed down for countless long years, but she has captured it.

The peerless embryo that was expected to be the true god at the beginning.

The young master of the imperial palace who has now won the inheritance.

As always, it shines dimly, the bright moon is in the sky, and the stars retreat.

He looked at the handle of the armchair with deep pupils, making it difficult for others to see through the surging changes in his expression.

"Talk the will of my deity."

After Han Minglou said something, it seemed that there were laws and decrees to follow him. The power of the Heavenly Lord who had attained the Dao Que was fully displayed. Suddenly, ten figures jumped in from outside the hall, bowed their knees respectfully, and waited for dispatch.

"Send the order and the descendant of the Holy Demon Emperor Song appears."

"At the same time, keep a close eye on the movements of the Supreme Clan and never let it go."

He frowned slightly and said in his heart that it was a pity.

The difference in the first thought was that Tai Shang Wuwei took away the Spring Yiwusheng Flute, but now it has fallen into a stalemate.

Due to various reasons, I discovered its existence and found such a magical small world, with the power of the world beyond imagination.

Therefore, Han Minglou set up many methods to bear the backlash of cause and effect, and all the roots are in control. If it goes smoothly, you can use this true god to look at it.

But everything was completely disrupted and burned, which was a pity.
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