Shi Zhixuan was silent for a moment, and suddenly returned to his soul, his whole temperament changed, and he returned to the previous state of wisdom beads in his hands, evil and chic.

"That's it!"

He laughed and said to Wang Daodao: "As you wish, go to the prince's side!"

Where you fall, you get up from there, why do you lose these games, it is because you don't know your opponent!

Why did the prince kill Li Mi, Shi Zhixuan still can't figure it out.

He even doubted that the crown prince had cultivated the secret methods of Tibetan Tantra and could see the connection between people from cause and effect.

If it were someone else, he would have already given birth to an invincible fear, how far he would have fled, but Shi Zhixuan refused to give up, and under strong pressure, he regained absolute calm, and his IQ reoccupied the high ground.

Let's see what happens to Wang Tong!

Wang Tong was confused by him.

Sure enough, I'm sick!

Moody, is this going or not going?

"Obey!"

As soon as the thought came to him, Shi Zhixuan had already spread out his palm, and a vermilion pill was rolling on his palm.

Wang Tong's cheeks twitched, took the pill, and took it with his head up.

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

But as long as I don't die today, one day I will take revenge and be ashamed.

"Boy, I know you hate me, don't be patient, now I'll give you a chance!"

Shi Zhixuan looked down at Wang Tong and smiled treacherously: "Go and tell the prince that the great virtuous holy monk is dressed by Shi Zhixuan of the Holy Gate, let him solve the poison of this Heavenly Yin Heart Pill for you, you may be able to save a small life, stay by your side, and soar!"

Wang Tong's face changed and he fell into hesitation.

"I want to be a pawn, live! If I don't like a pawn, die!"

Shi Zhixuan waved his hand: "The road is at your feet, choose for yourself!"

Wang Tong left, Song Que sat down, and while continuing to sharpen the knife, he said: "With this young man's quick wit, for fear that the prince will suspect that it is a bitter plan, he may break the kettle and expose it on the spot at the festival!"

"Yes! I've thought about it!"

Shi Zhixuan stood silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "I'm going to see that person!"

Song Que paused for a moment in sharpening his knife, and looked at him with blazing eyes: "You want to learn blood dissolution?"

Blood lysis is a unique secret method, which can use blood loss to urge the blood to run, and suddenly improve the power in order to break through the siege and escape.

If it is combined with the illusion demon body method, it will definitely be a real hit and will be thousands of miles away.

"Bloodlysis is not enough! Not enough!"

Shi Zhixuan suddenly walked out of the courtyard, and self-deprecating laughter came from afar: "Even a little boy knows that the cauldron is wrecked, and I have been hesitating, I'm really ashamed!"

A moment later, Shi Zhixuan returned to the temple outside the city, and when he was about to enter the meditation room, his footsteps stopped and he took a deep breath.

The layout in Chengdu lured the prince into an ambush, and the ancient mausoleum was forged into the tomb of the Holy Emperor, which would lead to this demon-like figure, which he never imagined.

However, it was too late to regret it.

What's even more helpless is that he clearly knows that there is a cliff ahead, and he has to step out in one step, hoping to create a miracle and soar into the sky!

"Come in!"

Slightly stunned, a gentle voice sounded in the meditation room.

"You!"

Pushing the door in, Shi Zhixuan saw that the great virtuous monk was sitting on the futon.

Shi Zhixuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

Just like Pei Ju, an official of the Great Sui, the great virtuous monk is also one of his incarnations, and he himself spans the three paths of Buddhism, Demons and Confucianism, and has reached the pinnacle of achievements, which can be described as unique in the world.

But now, he is looking at another "self", with a solemn and generous appearance.

The atmosphere in the meditation room was inexplicably weird.

"It's a pity that this identity is abandoned, I'll dress it up for you!"

Until the man who pretended to be a virtuous holy monk smiled, he was as innocent and pure as a child, and the air suddenly became lively: "If I don't do this, you will also ask me to save a favor for you, how can I thank you?"

"Senior, I'm willing to scatter the power and cultivate demons!"

Shi Zhixuan ignored it, was silent for a while, and slowly spoke, each word as heavy as a thousand pounds.

"To deal with the crown prince? Why bother?"

The man turned the Buddha beads, sang the Buddha horn, and chanted: "All the laws are like dreams, there is nothing to do, and the dream is silent, not the beginning of the present." ”

This sentence is said in the method of singing, as if chanting the scriptures is not chanting, and there is an indescribable taste.

"If it's fine, why bother ......"

Shi Zhixuan's eyes were warm, and he sighed slowly, but the next moment, he suddenly changed color: "You confuse me with Buddhism?"

It's incredible.

Shi Zhixuan had already practiced Buddhism under the four holy monks, pretending to be a great virtuous monk who could not distinguish between true and false, only under the strongest five monks in Buddhism, but now he was almost transformed by Zen skills!

"A small test. ”

The man waved his hand casually, and the charm of the Zen machine disappeared in an instant, and the corners of his mouth showed a touch of cruelty, and he was full of demonic energy: "Don't you know how to be inferior and inferior?

"Please ask the Evil Emperor's predecessors to pass on the strongest mastery of my Holy Gate - Dao Heart Cultivation Demon!"

Shi Zhixuan slowly closed his eyes and spoke.

Evil Emperor, among the two sects and six realms of the Demon Sect, only the Sect Master of the Evil Extreme Sect with the world's demonic skills has this qualification.

So this person is actually the evil emperor Xiang Yutian!

The old monster who has lived for three hundred years, the strongest in the world, there is no one!

"Prince, whether it is a coincidence or an intentional layout, the arrival of this great enemy is something you would never have imagined!"

Shi Zhixuan was bitter and happy, and chose to give in for the time being.

Yes, his self-esteem and ambition will not be subservient to anyone.

If one day he willingly bows his head to be a vassal, then the real Shi Zhixuan will be dead, and all that remains is an empty shell.

"You are indeed the most outstanding talent of the Holy Gate after me, and you are also qualified to cultivate the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Method!"

Xiang Yutian's eyes showed a different color: "The ancestor of my Evil Extreme Sect, Xie Wei, is a genius of the Heavenly Sect, and then he comprehends the God of War Catalogue Silk Book and the Heavenly Demon Strategy, so as to create this world-shattering magic skill, exhausting all the changes in the world!

He paused, and then continued: "But this is also your weakest stage, if you meet a great grandmaster who is good at the way of yin and yang, you will even be robbed of the demon seed, I think that Song Que's injury, when the crown prince is obviously that kind of character, do you know the risk?"

"Clear!"

Shi Zhixuan's eyes were resolute: "Because of this, once my demon seed is achieved, it will have an incomparable attraction to him!"

Xiang Yutian's eyes showed appreciation.

The identities of the hunter and the prey are reversed, sometimes only for a moment.

When the prince wanted to take the demon seed in Shi Zhixuan's body, it may also be that he was lured out alone, and there was no heavy protection.

At that time, with the advantage of the heavenly sword and the power of the demon seed, kill it with one force!

......

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At the same time, outside the prince's mansion, Wang Bo thought about it, hesitated for a long time, and turned to leave.

It's too much like a bitter trick, and he doesn't dare to bet that the prince will trust him.

Only the Dharma Festival in half a month later is the real vitality!

However, Wang Bo had just walked a few steps when someone suddenly blew a cool breath on his neck.

He turned around with a pale face, and saw a white-faced and beardless chamberlain who asked with a smile, "Young man, what's your name?"

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