There were many in the room, but only three in the light.

Left.

A young man in a golden robe of about seventeen or eighteen years old, holding a brush hanging down in his left hand, the brushstrokes are full of ink and dripping, and his right hand is holding a rather curved inkstone, cinnabar red, resembling a plump woman lying on her side.

He frowned and looked at the wild grass on the wall, like a madman.

There is a further secret hidden between the lines, the formation diagram is far different from the exercises, what is needed is pen and ink, words, array cards, and then set up into the heart of the array, which will hook the will of heaven and make one side into the array.

In the Water Mirror Palace, there are the eight arrays of the Zhuge villager, the nine stars of the Tsukasa Tiger carrying the momentum, and the half of Guo Langzi's borrowing from the sky, all kinds of things...

A qualified mastermind must have a formation that he is good at, which is unique, but how difficult it is to build such a map.

Therefore, the Golden Lotus Holy Envoy Wang Shilian was observing the calligraphy, and this was already the three hundred and twelfth sticker.

He felt that it was still a little bit, but this little bit had already allowed him to pass half a year.

After a few steps on the side, the shadow was also driven a few steps, and if you looked closely, you could find that there was a white-faced child hidden in the shadow.

Right.

The purple-robed man with a feminine face was sitting on a wooden chair, his fingers crossed as if in meditation, and the words in his mouth were chanting, but the voice that was as rapid as a spell was getting faster and faster.

At last, when it was too fast to be faster, the man stopped, turned out a carving knife from his sleeve, and began to carve wood carvings in silence.

The blade of the knife flies, and even if she closes her eyes, she can use the blade to outline her face.

It was her adoptive mother, alas, dead.

Purple Lotus Holy Envoy Wang Wuliu felt that only when carving the wood carving, the adoptive mother was slowly reborn, slowly resurrected in the palm of his hand, and the false joy was better than the eternal despair.

In an instant, it was enough.

It's like his sword.

Central.

The holy woman, with an almost pious countenance, her eyes are as clear as a mountain stream, wrapped in a white lotus robe, clear and high like a lotus out of the mud without staining.

She is Bai Ling.

Seeing the person coming, she raised her head, "Master Wuhua, and the Heavenly Sage, then the people are complete." ”

Wuhua said: "So, is the time coming?"

"Of course. ”

The woman in the white lotus robe smiled and clapped her hands, and a person slowly stepped out of the darkness behind the hall, dressed in a dragon robe, with an extraordinary bearing, and extremely majestic between steps.

"Son of Heaven?!!" Tiansheng was startled, and he reached out to hold the sword at his waist.

Isn't this trip overshadowed?

But Wuhua didn't move, and her elegant face smiled gently.

Bai Ling said: "It seems that even the Heavenly Saint has been hidden, then I will be relieved." ”

Tiansheng was stunned for a moment and said, "Hide?"

Bai Ling stopped talking, but the man in the imperial robe who walked out said coldly: "The Heavenly Sage is here, isn't it trying to collude with Bai Lian and plan for my Great Zhou?!"

I won't agree!"

Tiansheng was stunned again, but he was quickly relieved, he was not stupid, he naturally knew that this man was not the Son of Heaven at all, but... His heart suddenly jumped wildly at some point.

Damn, this is a big show.

If you win, it's a country that has been earned.

If it loses, it's an all-out war.

Bai Ling smiled: "Has the Heavenly Sage thought about it?"

The Heavenly Sage was silent, but turned to the man who was wearing the imperial robe and looked exactly like today, and asked, "Who are you?"

The man looked at Bai Ling, who nodded to him.

Then the man in the imperial robe slowly said in a low voice: "I have studied him for six years, and all my magic skills are just changing his face, for today." ”

All kinds of possibilities flashed through Tiansheng's mind, and he suddenly woke up and exclaimed, "You actually used more than twenty years of Heavenly Aspect Divine Skills to change your face?"

He had heard of this Heavenly Physiognomy Divine Skill, which was an extremely miraculous secret method, and its magic was not in the extremely strong internal strength, as well as in the special way of using the internal strength, but in the scattered power.

After the dissipation, all the internal forces will reshape themselves and shape themselves.

In other words, a person who is born with heavenly miraculous skills, even if he killed countless people and made countless enemies when he was young, if he wants to wash his hands and live a good life, he can truly become another person.

You only need to dissipate twenty years of Heavenly Aspect Divine Skills, and you can live someone else's life, even if you change your gender.

"This is the Holy Envoy of the Green Lotus that I have taught, Wang Bayu. ”

Bai Ling introduced with a smile.

Tiansheng exclaimed: "Good name, domineering enough!"

Wang Ba said majestically: "Naturally, but from now on, Wang Ba Yu's name cannot be mentioned again, I am Xia Zhi, the only Xia Zhi!"

Tiansheng said: "The Heavenly Aspect Divine Skill has been lost for a long time, and the last record was in the early days of the previous dynasty, but I don't want to fall into the hands of your sect, it is the Great Zhou that the heavens are going to die." ”

Bai Ling said: "Heavenly Sage, let's take a look at our plan first, but Master Wuhua is an old friend, and he should know my White Lotus Sect style."

I also know that if I make a move, then the time has come. ”

The elegant face of the flower smiled, and then sat down at the table.

The Heavenly Saint also restrained his surprise and sat on the other side.

Sit down, and that's all that's left to trade.

After it is negotiated and done, there will be a win-win situation, and before that, naturally no one will make trouble.

——

Midnight of the New Year passed.

It indicates that Xia Guang is already six years old.

The time stop was increased by another two minutes to seven minutes.

Looking at the golden-bodied melon-seed-faced palace maid lying on her side, she is knowledgeable, dignified, generous, considerate and gentle, she is really better than Xia Jiejie, I don't know how many times better.

But Xia Guang misses the imperial sister a little.

In these days, he didn't dare to go out half a step again.

It's just that as each day passes, the silent world after the time stops seems to be more and more old, as if a day is a month, and now the bed I sleep on is also stained with dust, and the walls are beginning to be mottled.

Fluttering, like ancient gray snowflakes.

In the corners of the walls, at some point, cobwebs have been weaved, but there are no hunting spiders or mosquitoes, and the doors that are covered with dust and have become unstable are only gently blown by the wind, and they will make a creak of disrepair.

The wind is like a gap, and it carries dust forward, wave after wave, like the waves of the vicissitudes of the sea, like the knife that the years urge people.

Monkeys, sparrows, and snakes never appeared again.

Suddenly, Xia Guang had a feeling of loneliness again, as if the days of teaching these three apprentices before, and the nearly half a month when the sparrow carried him back and forth on his back and forth was still worth remembering.

Although we can only get along for five minutes a day.

But I know every day that we will meet for five minutes.

Especially the sparrow, who helped himself solve the number one enemy, and also made himself an egg fried rice that "changed his life"...

Xia Guang looked at the dilapidated black and white house with fascination.

If... Sparrows, monkeys, and small snakes are not perverts, so that's fine.

The first seven-minute stop ends.

The little palace maid meekly changed Xia Guang into a python robe and combed her hair.

Her ten-finger nails became more and more red and bewitching.

Xia Guang praised it a few times, but the little palace maid just smiled and said nothing, until she watched the boy's figure disappear into the courtyard, she put away all her smiles and replaced it with an extremely cold face.

This batch of palace incense for the New Year is all over her hands.

Money can make ghosts grind, let alone just a few little eunuchs?

It's just that more than half of the royal incense offering room was destroyed, and then the father-in-law was asked to take care of the business and change the place where the incense was offered.

In these incense, the adulterated things are not poisonous, but very few secret aphrodisiac incense.

The ladies are dissatisfied, the emperor is haggard, and the guards are ape-hearted, sitting in front of the Buddha, living with Buddha beads, and you can also see the green smoke curling and drowning over the golden body of the Buddha.

reciting Buddhist scriptures, but his face gradually flushed, and this face was also very good.

Not all incense is mixed with aphrodisiac incense, Wang Jiu naturally carefully blends the proportions until a certain balance is reached.

Spring has arrived.

It's normal for cats to have a spring.

The little palace maid with a melon seed face sat on the fragrant wood chair casually, holding her snow cheeks, looking out the window, the winter had not yet passed, but there was already some warmth, and the warmth climbed up her eyebrows.

This made Wang Jiu not look like a palace maid at all at this moment, but she was charming.

Her fingernails, smeared with red flower oil, clattered against the window like the sound of a horse's hooves.

The White Lotus Sect's six-color secret envoys have their own talents, but the Red Lotus is an astrological empowerment, and the skills of a lifetime are temporarily stored outside, turning into a birthmark...

And Wang Jiu's chest happened to have a red birthmark of a lotus petal.

In other words, she should be called Wang Jiuying.