Entering the tower this time, he was so dismounted by Sister Hong, Lu Fang felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and suddenly felt that he really didn't understand the world of monks, perhaps, because he was too weak.

Although there was a trace of hesitation in his heart, the road in front of Lu Fang had no other way or retreat than to move forward bravely.

"Sister Hong's lesson!" Lu Fang replied embarrassedly.

Monks, no matter how strong or weak they are, once they enter the path of cultivation, they are all arrogant in their hearts, and without a strong heart, it is difficult to persevere on this path. Lu Fang, who had a ruined road ahead, did not go very smoothly on this road, and such a humble mentality could be regarded as an example of cultivation.

"Don't talk about this, Sister Hong is also in a bad mood. Ta Ling said: "I see that your cultivation has begun to have eyebrows, maybe the exercises in the tower are too profound for you at present, you still practice other exercises first, come to the tower to practice for an hour every day, remember to enter the Creation Spring once a day, maybe when you have completely entered the stage of refining qi, plus the effect of the Creation Spring, maybe you can barely urge the Prison Suppression Exercises." ”

"Okay. Lu Fang replied.

After Ta Ling said this, his body suddenly became illusory, and gradually dissipated into the pagoda space.

In this regard, Lu Fang is no longer surprised. He looked towards the Fountain of Creation, and approached step by step.

The spiritual spring is still constantly emitting white mist outside, standing by the spring, the white mist floats to the body, and the exposed parts of the body immediately form a layer of frost, a chill reaches the mind, instantly hits the whole body, and puts the body in the cold wind.

This is the Nine Shadows Thought, this is the cold of the underworld.

Facing the Creation Spiritual Spring, whether it is the medicinal power of the spiritual spring, or the Nine Shadows of the spiritual spring, the current Lu Fang has no ability to resist, but he has no way out, since he was thrown out of the city gate by Nan Xuanguo, he is tantamount to a dead man, if there is still a way to go, in his heart, he really doesn't want to face this experience.

Now, no matter what he encounters, he can only let it be inflicted on him and bear it silently.

Stepping into the world of monks, as a member of the martial arts monks, the tribulations to be experienced, this spiritual fountain of creation is just the beginning.

With the experience of the last time, Lu Fang took off his clothes, left a pair of thin trousers on his body, and stepped into the Creation Spring again.

As soon as you enter the Creation Spring, the cold is only secondary, in Sister Hong's words, this is just the Creation Spirit Spring, not the Nine Shades of Cold Water in the Nine Secluded Mansion, this kind of cold is just a trace of chill.

For Lu Fang, this trace of cold is the coldest he has ever encountered, compared to lying naked in the ice and snow, I am afraid it is nothing more than that.

What's worse is that all kinds of thoughts began to invade him.

Thoughts here include a variety of emotions such as: fear, blame, anxiety, guilt, disappointment, pain, sadness, boredom......

Torment, endless torment......

All emotions are negative emotions of people, and at this moment, all the emotions in the future will hit the heart.

When all the negative emotions come together, it becomes an indescribable painful feeling. It's as if the mind is peeled off layer by layer by a knife, the most fragile parts are sprinkled with salt, and then thrown into the pan to be steamed and fried.

At first, Lu Fang was trembling, but soon his heart was beating faster and his breathing was short.

He didn't allow himself to imagine too much, and Lu Fang didn't dare to continue imagining. Gritting his teeth, fighting for the last trace of clarity in his heart, he squatted down and put his whole body in the spring water.

A warm sensation came over me, and then I lost consciousness.

......

"Boom-boom-"

On a night of thunder and lightning, the sky was thundering, the wind was raging, and eighteen golden dragons soared alternately in the air.

The dragon opened its claws, and lightning swam away from its claws, and the dragon opened its huge beak, and thunder and fire spat out from its mouth.

In a palace complex of extremely large and magnificent scales, in a remote and inconspicuous corner, in a somewhat ordinary room compared to the surrounding buildings, a thin woman with delicate and beautiful facial features was sweating profusely, struggling and moaning in pain......

At this time, a middle-aged father-in-law dressed in eunuch clothes was anxiously busy in front of the bed, his heart was on fire, and he made a feminine voice, as if it was about to break at any time:

", hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer, it's almost over!"

This father-in-law, because he ranks 19th among the fathers-in-law who serve the concubines, is called the nineteenth duke, or the nineteenth duke.

The woman lying on the bed, in the constant struggle and moaning, her body became weaker and weaker, and she had forgotten the pain at the moment, as if she was about to die at any moment.

When she heard the shouts of her father-in-law, she tried all her strength, grabbed the sheets tightly with both hands, and strained hard, and then she was motionless, no sound, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

With a sharp cry of a baby, a shocking thunder flashed in the sky outside, and the lightning pierced the sky, reflecting the night as if it were day, followed by a deafening thunderous sound, which echoed in the night sky for a long time, and lasted for a long time.

The nineteenth father-in-law raised a bloodied baby, the umbilical cord hanging, constantly swinging his limbs, crying non-stop, his face changed with joy, and he said excitedly: "It's born, Concubine Xiu, I gave birth to a boy." ”

The eunuch's father-in-law's voice was hoarse, and the concubine on the bed didn't react at all, and she didn't breathe at all.

With the birth of the baby, the vision of the eighteen golden dragons in the sky before also dissipated, leaving only a lonely room, a concubine, and a eunuch named Nineteen Gong.

The sky outside was not as noisy as it was, only the occasional muffled thunder sounded incessantly.

The wind stopped.

Suddenly, in the thunder, a figure appeared at the door.

By the light of thunder and lightning, I saw that the person who came was dressed in tight black, wearing a hat, his face was covered by a black gauze, and he was holding a bright straight knife in his hand.

"Who is here?" Nineteen Gong, who was still extremely excited just now, suddenly became nervous and asked.

"I'm the strongest shadow guard under the queen's mother, Stone Horror!" the man in black said coldly, without a trace of emotion.

"What are you doing here?" said Nineteen Gong in a panic.

"Come and kill Concubine Xiu's evil obstacles! He actually attracted the vision of the eighteen golden dragons swimming in the sky, he will be a thief in the future!"

The man in black suddenly accentuated his voice, but his tone was still cold and emotionless.

"If you want to kill the little prince, ask me first!"

Another voice came, and I don't know when, not far from the man in black, another person suddenly appeared.

I saw that the person who appeared later, dressed in a brightly colored white dress, with delicate facial features, and a trace of fairy wind and bone rhyme in his calm and calm demeanor, at this moment, he was also holding a sword in his hand, but the sword was not yet unsheathed.

"Who are you?"

There was obviously a trace of fear in the cold voice of the man in black, when this person appeared before, he didn't notice it at all, if it wasn't for the man in white to speak, he didn't notice him from beginning to end, and he didn't feel a trace of spiritual power or true qi fluctuations on him.

The man in white in front of him was elegant in his speech, calm, easy-going and steady, and there was no power fluctuation on his body.

"Friend of the Emperor, come to protect the little prince. The middle-aged man in white said lightly.

"Look for death!"

The man in black let out a loud shout, and then a bright light of a knife appeared above the head of the man in white.

Fast, too fast, it has exceeded the limit of the naked eye, there is no powerful power fluctuation, and I have never seen the body changes of the man in black, a sword flashed above the head of the man in white in the blink of an eye.

"Weak! too weak!"

The two voices came out almost at the same time, and the words fell, and then two plops were heard, and the body of the black cloth was split in two, and the two corpses fell neatly to the ground.

The man in white was still dressed in white, and he had already seen him collect his sword before he drew his sword. The knife is faster, the sword is faster, the clothes are not stained with blood, and the sword is without a trace.

After quickly solving the man in black, the middle-aged man in white walked into the room quickly, came to the newborn baby, swung his sword in an instant, cut the umbilical cord, and then wrapped the baby with a sheet.

"The palace is no longer safe, I will take the little prince to find a safe place. The middle-aged man's hair fell from his forehead, and there was a slight helplessness in his eyes, but he still said in a light tone.

"There is Lao Qinglan Daxian!"

After the nineteen men offered the baby with both hands, they bowed down and made a gesture.

didn't hear the man in white reply to him, and when the father-in-law raised his head, the Qinglan Daxian and the little prince in front of him had disappeared.

"Niangniang, Xiufei Niangniang......"

The nineteenth father-in-law hurriedly ran to the bedside and shouted......

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