After chatting with Chu Xiyun, Dowling returned to his room.

Lying on the bed, Dowling tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, I don't know why he was inexplicably a little irritable in his heart, thinking about it, he felt that he had to go to the wrong palace again, he had to take a look at his mother, even if it was discovered by others, he didn't care.

Thinking of this, he rolled over and got out of bed, and after reining in the breath on his body, he took out the invisibility cloak that he hadn't worn for a long time and put it on his body.

Instead of taking the stairs, Dowling opened the window and jumped out, then flew into the sky and headed north of the city.

Soon he came to the top of the valley, and he was shocked to look down on the entire Zhicuo Palace, there were so many rooms, densely packed like rows and rows of small boxes.

He cautiously entered the palace without attracting anyone's attention, and he guessed that his mother would definitely be imprisoned in the deepest part, so he walked down the path to the depths, and along the way he encountered several patrolling guards of the Golden Spear, but he didn't care about these Dowlings, because they couldn't find themselves at all.

When passing by a few courtyards, Dowling stopped, he could find that these courtyards were different from other courtyards, the most obvious thing was that there was no lock on the door, and he could also feel the breath of the strong from inside, which belonged to the Divine Harmony Realm.

"It seems that these courtyards are inhabited by the so-called Golden Gun Guards, and it is really insidious to live in the middle of a group of prisoners." Dowling muttered to himself, carefully moving out of the way.

As he continued on, at a corner he stopped abruptly, for he found that on the path past the corner stood an old man with a broken stick.

This is too weird, if you see such an old man in the middle of the capital, it is nothing, but where is this? This is the palace of knowing the wrong place where the emperor's clan relatives are imprisoned, and a hunchbacked old man walks around here without sleeping at night, which should definitely not happen.

Dao Lin held his breath nervously, all the true qi in his body was compressed back into the dantian, and with the invisibility cloak, as long as he was not a peerless master, even if he walked in front of him, he would definitely not be discovered.

He carefully observed the hunchbacked old man through his cloak of invisibility, and the hunchbacked old man was motionless with a broken stick, as if he was tired of walking and stood there to rest.

He didn't move, and Dowling didn't dare to move, and the two of them were in a stalemate.

After a long time, the hunchbacked old man seemed to have regained his strength, and began to walk forward with a stick, which reverberated crisply in the silent night.

Dowling didn't dare to follow the hunchbacked old man, he tiptoed and chose to go straight, and it was not until he crossed the path that he dared to take a step forward and walk quickly.

Soon he approached the deepest row of courtyards, and when he turned around, he was stunned, and cold sweat seeped out of his forehead.

Because he saw that the hunchbacked old man with a wooden stick was walking slowly towards him, but the staggering step gave people an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"Impossible! When pigs fly! There's no way he's going to go that fast." If at this time, Dowling couldn't think that the other party did it on purpose, then Dowling would definitely be a big fool.

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Dowling slowly moved his steps, letting his body stick to the wall beside him, his eyes did not stare at the old man, but at the wooden stick in front of the old man, because he knew that even if he put away all his breath, his eyes would still be noticed by the other party.

So he fixed his eyes on the stick, and looked at the hunchbacked old man with his spare eyes.

The hunchbacked old man walked very slowly with every step, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to stand steadily if he walked fast, so he had to stop and stand firm before taking a step every step.

Dowling began to recite the Pure Heart Sutra silently, he was afraid that his heartbeat would cause the other party to notice, after all, this feeling of oppression was still easy to make people unbearable.

After reciting the Heart Sutra several times silently, Dao Lin had already entered a state where his heart was like water, and the hunchbacked old man at this time was only ten steps away from him.

Dowling held his breath at this time, leaving his body in a state of absolute silence.

"When..."

"When..."

"When..."

As the hunchbacked old man got closer and closer, the crisp sound of the stick hitting the ground would cause Dowling's heartbeat to change, and Dowling suppressed his heartbeat, but he couldn't keep it silent.

Soon, the hunchbacked old man had already walked in front of him, and happened to be in a state of stop.

Dowling was already so nervous that he couldn't speak, he just looked at the hunchbacked old man in front of him intently, the two of them were very close, Dowling only needed to open his mouth and blow into the hunchbacked old man's ears.

I don't know if the hunchbacked old man did it on purpose, but he actually stopped to rest, just like Dowling did when he first saw him.

Dowling began to become more and more irritable in his heart, and there seemed to be a voice in his head that told him to strike first, as long as he killed this old man, he didn't have to be so uncomfortable and irritable.

Dowling endured extremely painfully, and he began to silently pray in his heart that the hunchbacked old man would leave quickly, he was afraid that he would not be able to resist this oppression and move his hands.

I don't know if it was Dowling's prayer that worked, or if the old man had rested, the crisp tapping sound sounded again, and the hunchbacked old man stepped forward.

Dowling didn't dare to move, he remained silent until the hunchbacked old man turned at the intersection in front of him, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and at some point his back was already soaked in cold sweat.

"Wow... This old man's sense of oppression is too strong, and I haven't experienced such an exciting thing in a long time." Dowling moved his somewhat stiff body and walked in the direction where the hunchbacked old man had come.

He didn't know which courtyard was where his mother was held, and if he was like this, he would definitely not be able to do it.

"By feeling? I was with my mother for too short, and I was too young at that time to remember my mother's breath." Dowling frowned and wandered aimlessly.

At this time, it was already late at night, and most of the lights in the palace had been extinguished, and there was only one house in the deepest part of the house that was still faintly lit.

When Dowling saw the flickering light, his heart tightened inexplicably, and he suddenly had a strong premonition that that the courtyard was where his mother was.

At this time, he couldn't care so much, his steps quickened, and he came directly to the gate of the courtyard, he could see the door lock, and the door lock was locked up by the clan relatives, which was the conclusion he had just reached.

He looked left and right, and after making sure that there was no one, he slowly released his true qi to perceive, there is an enchantment above this courtyard, it should have the effect of an alarm, and it seems that the supervision of the prisoners is still very strict.

However, this is difficult to reach Daolin, I saw that his fingers were silver, and a complex talisman appeared in front of him, and a transparent door directly covered the previous wooden door, yes, this is the boundary breaking talisman.

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