Unlike Yun Ben's real understanding, compared with Ma Yuyan, Fengsha actually values ​​Han Jing more, and it is not ordinary value. This emphasis comes from the understanding of the hundreds of schools.

There is no fuel-efficient lamp that can last for thousands of years. Each has its own way of survival. During this period, many unique skills that ordinary people cannot imagine have been accumulated.

The unique skills include skills, craftsmanship, formulas, understanding of a certain thing or situation, understanding of the origin of all things, etc.

In the long river of history, generations of sages have made countless sacrifices and efforts with their beyond imagination, explored tirelessly, and occasionally burst into a ray of inspiration.

These condensed and precipitated spiritual lights are the truly priceless treasures in the world.

The dynasty will eventually collapse, and power will sooner or later decay. Only the light of spirit will last forever is the truth, that is, the Tao.

Fengsha hopes that Han Jing will contribute the known "Tao", and for this reason, he will be willing to worship it as a living ancestor.

It is precisely because Han Jing was so depressed that he had this hope. Otherwise, no descendant would be willing to hand over his "Tao", which means that the inheritance of the lineage was completely cut off.

"Don't interfere with Han Jing's actions..."

Fengsha pondered: "I asked you to send someone to follow her, the purpose is to protect, not to monitor. If she intentionally throws away, wait for her to appear honestly and don't look around."

Yun Ben really doesn't understand, so he keeps watching how to protect him from time to time? However, he still responds well.

Afterwards, he talked about Xiao Yan and other trivial matters. The wind and sand gradually became sleepy and finally fell asleep.

At the same time, I don’t hate the back court.

In the small courtyard, a storm of light mist floated, and the mist dissipated with the wind and a terrifying beauty appeared.

It is indeed beautiful to be said to be a beauty, with red lips curled, skin like cream, and a pair of eyes that are like a lake.

The horror is that this woman has no popularity all over her body, like a burial burial for the tomb and a puppet of Pizza. The one that appears vividly is no different from a real person, with a slightly raised corner of her mouth and a shallow smile.

The two tender lips suddenly parted, like a beauty, panting and murmured softly.

When it was so beautiful that it was too late, the red tongue in his mouth that should have been soft and lingering suddenly turned away like a flying arrow. In a flash, the door of the north room that had been opened more than ten steps away was nailed, and then it exploded, breaking out a splash of gorgeous flames.

The door chips flew away, and the fire disappeared.

After a brief silence, a black talisman as big as a palm suddenly flew out from the dark door of the hole. The moonlight shone with a cold luster. It exploded in the air after seven or eight steps, and a large circle of blurred fine mist exploded.

The fine fog splashed everywhere, falling to the ground into smoke. Within the radius, the grass was quenched and the soil was scorched.

He even threw the terrifying beauty into her face, her delicate skin and her long skirt were charred and charred into carbon and smoke. The jade face was still smiling and even began to dance.

A red and pink skull was clearly dancing elegantly, but it was extremely intriguing.

The fog dissipated like rain. Yi Xiruohan appeared outside the door with his face, wearing only a loose outer skirt, which could not hide his charming figure and the spring light.

Seeing the terrifying appearance of the terrifying beauty, her pretty face suddenly changed, and she didn't even think about it and flew to the side as soon as possible.

If your light skills are good, it looks like flying.

The terrifying beauty was really flying, her feet were already off the ground. If she looked aside, she really looked like a fairy Lingbo.

Yi Xiruo turned sharply in her graceful and light posture, but she seemed to be tied with thin lines on her slender waist, leading the terrifying beauty straight towards her, and she couldn't get rid of her no matter how hard she shook her.

Like a terrifying beauty gnawed by thousands of ants, the closer they got, Yi Xiruo's beautiful pair of strange eyes shone with despair.

As he was about to fly into his arms, the terrifying beauty suddenly stopped, and her feet were stationed, her whole body swept through the flames, and she continued to dance gracefully. In the fierce wind and fire, she danced and cracked, and her delicate body collapsed.

The face was vaguely clear in the fire, but the pair of bright eyes were brighter and the smile on the corners of their mouths was even more intense, as if they were ridiculed or sarcastic.

In a trance, the ashes were gone, leaving only a piece of dust.

Silence came, and if the scene was not messy, nothing would have happened.

Yi Xiruo was still in shock and couldn't help but breathe, but couldn't recover.

Yi Yun's scolding came not far away: "Get out of here, don't get close."

After a little later, he rushed over and saw the situation in the courtyard, and he couldn't help but slow down. Seeing Yi Xiruo trembling with the wall, he quickly rushed over, trying to embrace her.

"Junior sister, what happened?"

Yi Xiruo pushed Yi Yun away, took a deep breath, and said coldly: "Yanshi advocated skills. It has been a thousand years since this, but he still has never forgotten his hatred."

After hearing the four words "Yanshi advocates skills", Yi Yun's face changed drastically and said in a lost voice: "Hasn't the Yanshi lineage disappeared long ago? Why did he appear again? You can't read it wrong, right?"

Yi Xiruo sneered and said, "Take the skull, sing in accordance with the rules; hold the hand and dance in accordance with the rhythm. There are so many changes, but the intention is suitable. Except for the Yanshi lineage, who can create such a vivid doll?"

Yi Yun said nervously: "I'm in trouble now. Are you okay? Are you injured?"

Yi Xiruo snorted: "It seems that there is no intention to kill people, otherwise I would have been dead just now. It would not be that easy to kill me."

She was caught off guard by purely unexpectedly. Now that she knew who her opponent was, she would be wary of the doll and would never show up easily before finding the main owner.

Yi Yun turned his eyes into the courtyard and pondered: "It seems that I want to re-arrange the formation. The ordinary Yin-Yang and Five Elements Formation cannot stop the descendants of Yanshi."

Yi Xiruo shook his head and said, "This is too passive. The Yanshi lineage is good at pretending to be a god and ghost, and he prefers to play with people. He has to play with people crazy before he can kill them. Now the enemy is open and the dark, and it is impossible to defend against it."

Yi Yun nodded slowly: "What are you going to do?"

"Look for help from Feng Shao."

Yi Yun hesitated and said, "The Mo family and Yanshi had some friendship in the pre-Qin period, and the Four Spirits probably wouldn't have set up such a harem for us. I think it would be better to ask Si Xing for help. Yanshi would never let them go if he could come to us."

Yi Xiruo just wanted to find an excuse to see Fengsha, and frowned and said, "No matter how capable Yanshi is, can he dare to break into the palace? If we go to ask Sixing, it is equivalent to wasting Lianshan Jue's favor in vain."

Yi Yun hesitated indeed.

Yi Xiruo said again: "No matter how human affinity is, it was a thousand years ago. The Mohist and Confucian families have a deeper relationship, and Qin Zi is also from the Confucian family? So what? Isn't it a fight now?"

Qinzi is Qin Huali, who was once a disciple of Confucianism. After he joined Mozi, he devoted himself to Mozi's studies and was Mozi's chief disciple. Later, he passed it on to the prime minister, which was Qin Mo.

In other words, the Four Spirits and One Lines trace the origin to the origin, which is passed down by birds.

"Liezi Tang asked about it, and Qin Huali and Dongmen Jia especially admired Yanshi's cleverness and told the teacher his magical meaning. As a result, Mozi and Gongshu both dared not speak out for their skills for life."

Yi Yun was very reluctant to ask for Fengsha, and smiled dryly to find excuses to stop him: "If Feng Shao knew that the descendant of Yanshi who had been buried for a long time appeared, it would be counterproductive."
Chapter completed!