Champion Mansion

There was a strong spiritual power floating in the two bath barrels, and under the impetus of Zhang Jian's mana, wisps of small fire emerged in these two bath barrels, smelting countless elixirs, and gradually refining the medicinal properties.

After doing all this, Zhang Jian looked at Qi Yuhua and said with a smile.

"Lady, these two bath barrels will be handed over to you and Chang'an, these are the elixirs for building the foundation, and the medicinal properties are melted by the mana of the husband, which can be absorbed by you and the fourth child!

Although you can't practice, bathing in elixir can also refine your muscles and bones, make your muscles and bones healthy, and your body more light! ”

Qi Yuhua held Zhang Changan's little hand with a big belly and persuaded at this time. "Husband, the concubine doesn't practice, but she doesn't have to waste this precious elixir!"

Hearing this, Zhang Jian said with a smile.

"Don't worry, we don't lack this kind of foundation-building elixir at the moment, and it will also be good for you to practice martial arts!"

There was a hint of anger in his eyes.

The road to cultivating immortals is full of hardships and countless calamities, and if one is not careful, he will die and die.

Even though Zhang Yi and Zhang Zhao embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, Zhang Jian was still a little worried.

But he also knew that it was their own choice, just like the eagle will always leave the nest, maybe fall off the cliff and break its bones, but it must be tried.

But Qi Yuhua doesn't have to go through these things at this age, he doesn't have high requirements for Qi Yuhua, and he doesn't require her to be able to support the Zhang family portal and face countless risks, as long as she can be stable.

When one day he attains immortality and ascends to the throne, he will also be able to attain the body of longevity.

Zhang Jian motioned for Qi Yuhua and Zhang Changan to walk in.

Then he entered another room, and Zhang Zhaozheng looked at the wooden barrel with a curious expression, and he was not very polite to Zhang Jian, and directly lifted him in.

With Zhang Jian urging the surrounding auxiliary formations.

Within the two rooms, the spirit flowed at this time, and the invisible spiritual whirlpool melted into the room like spring rain.

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Just when Zhang Jian was washing the bones of Zhang Zhao's mother and son, at this time, there was turmoil inside and outside the imperial city, and many palace people were in a hurry.

Many Praetorian Guards had a calm face, and at this time blocked the palace gates on the left and right sides of the imperial city.

Only allowed to enter and not to exit.

Ziwei Palace, Jingwu Tianzi's Sleeping Palace, Dongjue Daoist hurried after receiving the news.

She got the news from the door next to Empress Dowager Li, and at noon, Jingwu Tianzi was reviewing the folds in Jingtai Palace, but suddenly fell into a coma!

The key is that after the coma, Empress Dowager Li did not let the Tai Hospital intervene, but invited the national teacher of the Cave God Temple, Jingming Daoist.

This made the Dongjue Daoist feel extremely unusual.

If it is an ordinary minor illness, it is completely enough for the doctor of the Tai Hospital to take action, so why bother to ask for a pure and enlightened Taoist.

But Dong Jue Dao's heart was still a little unbelievable.

Jingwu Tianzi has only reached the age of establishment, and it is the time when he is shrewd and capable, how can he suddenly faint at this time.

A moment later, the Dongjue Daoist saw the Jingming Daoist walking out of the main hall.

He frowned tightly.

Seeing this, Dong Jue Daoren's expression couldn't help but sink and asked.

"Senior nephew, how is Your Majesty?"

The Jingming Daoist raised his head and was silent.

The Dongjue Daoist was stunned, and he felt stunned in his heart.

She walked straight into the Ziwei Palace, but saw that in the Ziwei Palace, Empress Dowager Li and Empress Qi were all standing beside Jingwu Tianzi.

On the dragon couch, Jingwu Tianzi was slightly sideways, carrying a snow-white white silk behind his back, and the white silk was infected with red blood.

Around him, the magnificent black dragon seemed to be floating and sinking, circulating, but quieter than before.

Dong Jue Daoist noticed that Jingwu Tianzi's back was slightly raised, and the bulging part made him snort in pain, and he couldn't help but bow his body involuntarily, unable to straighten his back.

Dong Jue Daoist also ignored the gaze of Empress Dowager Li and Empress Qi, raised his hand to open the white silk, but in an instant, his face changed, but he saw a vicious sore attached to his back.

There is also some transcendent meaning in it.

"Evil, evil!"

Dong Jue Daoist just glanced at it, and his face suddenly turned cold.

This kind of pustule was not unprecedented, and in the long years, she had seen people with great power, who had been devoured by luck, and who had been punished by God, and whose whole body would be covered with abscesses.

Bad sores are also a kind.

But Jingwu Tianzi is the Ninety-Five Supreme, and he has the Dragon Luck of Zhenguo on his body, how can he grow such a thing?

"Could it be that there is a problem with the dragon vein, and it will affect the Son of Heaven!"

This thought flashed through the mind of the Dong Jue Daoist, but he saw Queen Qi walking in front of the Dong Jue Daoist and bowing deeply.

"Aunt Zu, please be sure to help Your Majesty, Your Majesty is wise and martial, but he is my pilgrim king, and there should be no such misfortune!"

Seeing this, the Dongjue Daoist patted Qi's hand and said with relief.

"Qi Clan, you don't have to worry, Your Majesty's spirit is still intact, we will find a way!"

Dongjue Daoren's face was pale, and after comforting the Qi family for a few words, he slowly walked out of the Ziwei Palace.

The Jingming Daoist was standing outside the Ziwei Hall at this time, and when he saw the Dongjue Daoist, he opened his mouth to ask.

"Senior aunt, you don't need to ask me, Your Majesty's illness should be seen, this is the nightmare of the dragon vein, and it should be related to the treasure that is being bred in the dragon vein......

When it comes to the treasure, the people of Jingming Dao are silent.

He had only heard the Cave God Sect Ancestor mention it, and he didn't know what it was.

Dongyu Daoist couldn't help but say: "Now that the senior brother is not in the view, this is a little troublesome?" ”

In the face of such abscesses and sores, if we want to cure them, we must first start from the root of the disease, and we must first try to solve the evil consequences in the dragon vein.

Otherwise, if the backlash is allowed to attack, Jingwu Tianzi is afraid that he will soon be unable to bear it.

The Pure Ming Daoist bowed slightly, and his eyes swept over the martial law imperial city.

It was about the backlash of the dragon vein, but he didn't know how to solve the mystery in this dragon vein.

The only one who knows the bottom of the dragon vein is the Yin Eclipse Real Man Chaomu.

However, the Jingming Dao people also know that there is still a Tiangang real person in the dragon vein, and they should also know the root of it, and they need to help the other party in this matter.

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"The Imperial City is under martial law!"

At the gate of the Imperial City Palace, Zhang Jian was blocked in front of the Yujing Gate, and his eyes were a little surprised.

Also blocked at the door were a number of courtiers.

Among them, there are many important ministers dressed in Zhu Zi, Zhang Jian saw that most of the important ministers of Jiuqing have arrived, Wang Juan, Fengchang He Zheng, Shaofu Ling Wen Daoyuan, Taifu Ling Yu Qiongying, and Zhuang Ying, the imperial historian among the three princes, is also listed.

Hearing the news from the Praetorian Guard that there were assassins in the imperial city, the confinement gate was arresting the assassins at this time?

Zhang Jian stood in the crowd, and at this time he greeted his immediate boss Shaofu Ling Wen Daoyuan, and stood aside.

He looked at the middle of the sky, but he found that the Son of Heaven's destiny star Ziwei was a little dark, and it was full of thick clouds.

"This is a bad omen!"

Zhang Jian secretly thought in his heart, something like this happened suddenly, which completely disturbed his cultivation rhythm.

This kind of omen is not only something he can see, but those who have evil intentions will not let go of the opportunity in the future.