Chapter 42: The Forbidden Art of the Secret Treasure

"Run? It's useless, my life I know, someone calculated it when I was a child. Grandpa used the family forbidden technique to change, but I still entered the palace and became the emperor's concubine. Although the forbidden art changed my childless fate, it could not change the ending, and I was destined to die in this red wall. Long Lan'er's eyes were a little sloppy, as if she was a doll who had lost her life.

Leng Yue's tears rolled down like beads with broken threads, she was unwilling, couldn't she change her fate? Is she destined to become a demon concubine who will bring disaster to the country and the people?

Long Lan'er took out a scroll of things from her arms, put it in Leng Yue's hand and said: "This is the secret treasure of my clan, I will give it to you today, whether you learn it or not depends on your creation, it can keep you safe." ”

Leng Yue didn't want to pick it up, but her body didn't obey it, so she reached out and took it. It was a parchment roll, densely covered with handwriting.

"There are a lot of records on it, and when my grandfather handed it to me, he hoped that I could learn to protect myself, but unfortunately I only learned to 'transfer flowers and trees', and I couldn't learn anything else at all, and I couldn't understand it. Maybe I'm not really destined to be a person, but I hope you can learn. The Hidden Dragon Army is all deeply contained in this way, but they are different, only here is the whole book, you take it back and take a good look at it, and find a way to return it to my brother after reading it. Long Lan'er didn't seem to want to speak, so she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

Leng Yue was in an upset mood and rolled back to the room with the sheepskin, thinking about it far away, and couldn't help but open it curiously......

The first section describes the method of "grafting". Leng Yue sneered at it, and ignored it after remembering it in her heart.

Looking at the second section, this is a forbidden technique similar to hypnosis, but unfortunately it must be practiced often, and if you meet a strong-willed person, you will be counterattacked.

In the third section, the internal strength of the heart method is recorded, and Leng Yue can understand it, because her grandfather was a qigong master when he was young, and he also taught Leng Yue some mental methods, but unfortunately she didn't insist on it because she found it difficult to practice.

Write down the mantra and look at the fourth verse, this is a taboo for some food combinations, and it is recorded that many harmless foods can kill people invisibly when combined with them, Leng Yue felt that it was fun, so he wrote them down one by one.

From the beginning of the rejection, gradually obsession, Leng Yue actually read the whole volume in one go, and finally was too tired to fall asleep with the sheepskin roll in her arms......

The moonless night is deep and deep......

An intrauterine ......

"Master, the demon star has reappeared, will it already be lurking in the palace?" A man whose whole body was shrouded in black veil knelt on the ground, and his voice was like a man and a woman, and it was a little erratic......

A noble and lazy female voice in the red gauze tent said: "Oh, you keep a close watch, if there is any movement on the national teacher's side, you must report it as soon as possible, as for the emperor...... I haven't paid attention to this matter for fifteen years, and everything is waiting for the demon star to appear before making plans...... There you go......"

The black gauze man received the order, but he didn't see him get up, but he just raised his head slightly and disappeared.

The woman in the red gauze tent whispered to herself: "Demon concubine? Bengong wants to see it, hehehe......" suddenly raised his voice and called: "Rich." ”

The eunuch standing outside the red gauze tent with low eyebrows heard the call, and hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down and said, "What do you command?" ”

The woman asked lazily: "Are there any maidservants in the palace this year with scars?" ”

Fugui said in a sharp voice: "This year's show girls recruited fifty more people than in previous years, but all of them have undergone physical examinations, and none of them have scars on their faces. ”

The woman snorted coldly: "Could it be that the scar was removed before entering the palace?" You go and check for me, and see who has a scar on their face before entering the palace, and if they find it, they will be killed immediately. But the gods who want to do it don't know it, you know, if you don't even affect the palace, you won't be able to live. ”

"The minions obey." Fugui hurriedly bowed his head and kowtowed, his forehead covered with cold sweat, for fear that his master would lose his life if he was unhappy.

Fugui retreated, stretched out a white slender hand in the red gauze tent, gently opened the red veil, and walked out of a bewitching woman, her black hair was like silk, her skin was better than snow, and she was arrogant, and her eyes that were not covered by the face towel revealed ten thousand styles between her eyes, which was enough to make all the men in the world dream, if you see her true face, you are afraid that even your life can be offered willingly with your hands.

The woman looked at the sky full of stars, and said coldly: "The Holy Dragon Dynasty can only be mine, and any of you don't want to take it away, what is the prophecy?" What about the demon concubine? Seeing that this palace doesn't trample you all under your feet, giggle......"

Under the same starry sky, the other person was also full of thoughts, and he remembered that day fifteen years ago......

Shenglong Mountain, the temple of the Holy Ancestor Niangniang......

"Master, Master, it's not good, the Holy Ancestor Niangniang is in tears, or blood-red tears." A personable, graceful and graceful little Taoist boy ran over in a panic, shouting incessantly.

"What? The Holy Ancestor actually shed blood and tears? Wait for the teacher to go to divination and see if it is evil or auspicious. The old man of the fairy wind and bones couldn't sit still anymore after listening to the apprentice's words, and raised his butt and went straight to the immortal altar.

Lao Dao took out the dust and shook it a few times, and bowed to the jade statue of the Holy Ancestor Niangniang on the fairy altar, and after a while, some handwriting appeared on the white silk silk in front of him, "The towering Holy Dragon Dynasty, the demon concubine from the sky is coming." Once you enter the deep palace, you will turn over the clouds and rain with your hands. Lao Dao thought for a moment and said to his apprentice: "Quickly get up the altar, for the teacher, you want to perform the soul of the demon girl, and you must not let her be a disaster for the Holy Dragon Dynasty." ”

The apprentice didn't dare to say much, burned incense and set up a flag in the immortal altar, and then stood aside with his hands tied. Lao Dao threw away the dust, picked up the peachwood sword and danced, muttering in his mouth. The sky was clear and gradually covered with dark clouds with the dance of Lao Dao, and after three thunders, Lao Dao bit his middle finger and smeared the blood on the sword body, and then pointed to the sky and shouted: "Collect!" The clinker sky actually slashed a huge thunderbolt and hit Lao Dao directly, the sturdy peachwood sword was split into pieces, and Lao Dao also spewed a mouthful of blood and fell backwards......

"Master......" The apprentice exclaimed, hurriedly stepped forward to catch the master's body, and cried: "Master's method has never failed, what happened today?" ”

Lao Dao spat out another mouthful of blood and said intermittently: "Providence...... Providence...... The demon concubine will surely bring disaster to the Holy Dragon Dynasty...... Jiu'er ...... The Holy Dragon Dynasty is like water...... resistance, then it changes suddenly...... Shun, then interest...... It's wrong to be a teacher......" After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and walked away with his body turned into an immortal......

"Master...... Master...... Woowoo...... I will kill the demon concubine to avenge you...... Woowoo woo ......"

He put down the wine glass in his hand fiercely, his eyes were full of sadness, and he muttered: "Master, why can't I kill her when I have the opportunity?" It's useless...... Master, what should I do? Can you give a hint to your apprentice? Master...... What did you mean by your last words? The disciple still doesn't understand ...... at this moment."