Chapter 72: The Gift of the Son of Heaven
Dominating the prison guards with sword qi is like dominating Ji Changluo that day, allowing him to meet Wan Ding Tian.
The Dayuan Sword is Jiang Li's natal sword weapon, allowing Jiang Li to inject true qi into the air, it seems that the prison guards are making the sword, but in fact, the sword weapon is in the emperor.
Under such a mysterious method, Wan Dingtian did not notice the abnormality at all in a hurry, and was hit by Jiang Li's Heart Demon Secret Sword that combined the five turbid evil qi.
After the two sides passed by, Jiang Li's figure disappeared into the evil aura, and a sonorous sound sounded belatedly.
Wan Dingtian took a step back from the air like a heavy blow, and after falling to the ground, a touch of golden light appeared on the surface of his body, and a sword mark appeared at the same time.
"Tiangang Kanglong."
With a soft shout, the golden light flourished, and the sword mark was violently dispersed by the golden light, and the fragmented sword qi flew sideways, which was quite conspicuous among the five turbid evil qi.
This sword obviously couldn't hurt Wan Dingtian's body.
In terms of strength alone, Jiang Li is inferior to Wan Dingtian, but Jiang Li does not talk about martial arts and plays yin, so he can take the lead and advantage in that momentary battle.
It's just that the strength of the two sides is different, so that even if the last sword is slashed on Wan Dingtian's body, it will not cause physical injuries.
However, this sword hurt his soul.
After Wan Ding Tian shook and dispersed the sword qi, the movement did not stop, and the purple qi appeared above his head, throwing into the heavenly spirit, guarding the heart, and there was also a starlight behind him outlining the illusory shadow of the star god, suppressing the decay and decay in his heart with Dao Fruit Divine Power.
There was black qi converging towards Wan Ding Tian, faintly entering the body, but under the suppression of that purple qi, this black qi was not really inhaled into Wan Ding Tian's body, and finally only overflowed around him.
"A sword of the evil sect."
Wan Dingtian forcibly suppressed the waves in his heart, felt the throbbing in his body dissipate, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Scary.
This should be the most appropriate evaluation of that sword.
Conducts the decay and decay of heaven and earth, so that the other party passively feels the unity of heaven and man, so that the body subconsciously begins to communicate with heaven and earth.
If he hadn't suppressed this throbbing, Wan Dingtian would have inhaled it directly, inhaling all the surrounding five turbid evil qi into his body, and then cooling it directly.
This sword does not kill the enemy, but it will open the way to hell for the enemy.
Without the sword of this evil sect, Wan Dingtian would never let the other party leave so easily.
It's a pity that it's too late to say that now.
Gathering evil energy, eroding and blockading, and escaping, a series of behaviors can be said to be done in one go, and the cell door below has just opened, and Jiang Li has already withdrawn and left.
At the same time, a great majesty descended from the sky, as if an invisible giant was standing high in the sky, looking down on the earth condescendingly.
The ghosts and wolves in the underground howled far away, one creature after another lost their lives, and in the blink of an eye, the prison returned to peace.
"See Your Majesty."
Wan Ding Tian saluted to the sky.
The Son of Heaven is coming.
There is no need to worry about the riots in the prison.
However, Yang died, and the killer fled.
After the Wanding Heavenly Salute, there was a calm breath of peace, and it seemed that the one was understanding the situation.
Then, a strong wind burst out and swept in all directions.
The giant from the sky began to sweep his gaze around, expanding outward from the dungeon, spreading continuously, and he wanted to find the daring madman.
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[It's like.] 】
In a courtyard in Shangcheng District, Jiang Li sat quietly on a big tree, leaning on the trunk, and there were traces of talismans in his eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and even all around his body.
All five senses are closed, and he is like a wisp of wind, a leaf, like a fledaway one, blending into the surrounding environment.
Combined with the intangibility of the sky in the "Yin Fu Sutra", the transformation of the "Qi Tomb", and one of the escapes of the number of Great Yan, Jiang Li was free from the induction of the Son of Heaven, neither alive nor dead, motionless.
But his mind was extremely sensitive and agile, and he clearly sensed the fluctuations that swept across the sky.
[It's too similar, this kind of gaze is like a vast sky, condescending. Except for the lack of the ability to perceive cause and effect, the embodiment of the rest of the aspects is exactly the same as before, and the heavens ······ 】
Jiang Li's soul has no waves, and there is no movement on the surface, only the words of the cause and effect collection reflect the hidden surprise.
Now that he has begun to cultivate the Yin Fu Sutra, he already has some understanding of the appearance of the heavens and the heavens in the underworld, and it is precisely because of this that he can perceive the similarity between the Son of Heaven and the heavens, and a certain fit with the appearance of the heavens.
[If Ji Jiji wants to create the "Yin Fu Sutra" for cultivating the appearance of the sky, there must be a certain object for reference. Even the Yellow Emperor can't create all the phases out of nothing, let alone Ji Jiji? 】
[There must be a person and thing related to the sky for him to study, so that he can create a heavenly appearance that imitates the sky. 】
Now, Jiang Li felt that he had found a possible object.
The reason why the Son of Heaven would know so much about the Iron Pillar Cave Heavenly Blessed Land and make a plan based on this may be here.
Ji Jiji entered the sky through the Son of Heaven more than 200 years ago and created the exercises, and then he also died in the hands of the Son of Heaven, and the relevant information was buried. And today, I dug up this part of the information and made a plan based on it.
The information was listed on the cause and effect set, and Jiang Li sorted it out and then connected it with each other, made deductions, and sorted out the results step by step.
Although the heavens are vague and it is impossible to carry out divination, with the help of a piece of information, it is also possible to approximate the unknown prophet and deduce the corresponding results.
For a while, it made Jiang Li feel a strange sense of fun.
It's like doing a difficult math problem, deducing it step by step, and getting the result, and the sense of accomplishment in that moment is enough to fill the heart.
However, Jiang Li has not forgotten his current situation, even if he wants to further verify, he still concentrates on the outside world and silently senses the external situation.
That vast and invisible fluctuation swept through the courtyard where Jiang Li was several times, but it never stopped. After the fourth time, the wave began to retract and returned to the Imperial City.
The Son of Heaven did not find Jiang Li.
Jiang Li still maintained a closed state of his five senses, waiting quietly.
Judging from his professional vision and rich experience, it is very likely that the Son of Heaven will come back with a carbine, and maybe even more than once, so he must not relax at this moment.
So······
Jiang Li sat on the tree until the next day.
When the dripping rain fell on Jiang Li's body from the gap in the leaves, it hit the iron armor that had not been replaced, making a crisp sound.
Jiang Li opened his eyes, and the traces of the talisman disappeared from the surroundings and the seven orifices, and finally regained his five senses, and then sighed deeply: "Don't talk about the rules." ”
I didn't have a single shot, doesn't this seem like I'm stupid when I sit until the next day?
He luckily bounced off the rain, changed into a white coat of cloud brocade on the tree, and then looked in the direction of the imperial city.
"I just don't know if I'm satisfied with this gift, Sect Leader Zhang?" ’
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In the Imperial City, the rain seems to have intensified compared to other areas.
In the Yunming Pavilion, Zhang Zhixuan watched the scenery by the railing, looking at the smoke and rain of the imperial city, not as if he was under house arrest, but there was a kind of comfortable and complacent.
This leader of the Taiping Sect has a clear face, deep facial features, and looks to be around forty years old, in the prime of the Spring and Autumn Period. He wore a yellow robe that was somewhat similar to the Taoist robe, standing in the corridor, like a section of bamboo, with a chic posture to pull out the vulgar, which was unforgettable.
Since the rain, Zhang Zhixuan has come to the pavilion corridor, looking at the scene outside the building, he seems to be waiting for something.
Then, he waited for a red-clothed eunuch, and saw the eunuch with a tray in his hands, braving the rain from afar, and entering the Yunming Pavilion.
After a while, there was the sound of footsteps behind him, and the eunuch approached three steps away, lowered his head, and put the tray covered with a white cloth in his hand.
Although he came in the rain, because of the eunuch's profound cultivation, this tray was not contaminated with rain, and the white cloth covered with it always gave people a sense of foreboding.
"Your Majesty has a gift to Sect Leader Zhang." The eunuch said in a non-wavering tone.
Zhang Zhixuan didn't turn around, but a wisp of wind blew and lifted the white cloth, revealing the things on the tray.
Those were four jade talismans, jade talismans specially used to temporarily store Dao fruits.
It already carries the Dao Fruit, from left to right, which are the Dao Man, the Law Order, the Thunder Master, and the Five Thunder Messengers. The latter three are the exclusive Dao fruits of the Taiping Sect, and there may be an outflow of the law and the thunder master, but the five thunder messengers have definitely not flowed out.
Even in the Taiping Sect, there are only a handful of people who are qualified to carry the Five Thunder Messengers.
One of them is Zhang Zhixuan's personal disciple - Yang Zhen.
And Yang Yan, he is now being imprisoned in the imperial prison, if he is still alive······
The four jade talismans and the four Dao fruits also represent a life in disguise, one beating.
If there were only three Dao fruits, Dao Ren, Law Ling, and Lei Shi, then this life should be Cao Yuanlong's, but now that there is a fourth Dao fruit, there is no need to think about who this life belongs to.
The Son of Heaven gave Zhang Zhixuan a blow with Yang Zhen's life.
The red-clothed eunuch held his breath and was ready to accept Zhang Zhixuan's thunderous wrath. Even if Zhang Zhixuan doesn't know how to make a move, just relying on momentum is enough to make this eunuch suffer.
However, to his surprise, Zhang Zhixuan never had the slightest tendency to be angry, there was no gas riot, no momentum erupted, he stood there, watching the scenery by the railing, no joy or sorrow.
"Put down the things and thank your majesty for this seat." Zhang Zhixuan opened his mouth, his voice was not slow, and he did not see the waves.
The red-clothed eunuch was puzzled, but he didn't dare to disobey the will, so he said yes softly, put the tray on the table in the room, and retreated.
He went downstairs, marched in the rain again, walked a hundred steps, and suddenly looked back, only to see that Zhang Zhixuan, who was watching the scenery by the railing, was nowhere to be seen, and returned to the house.
It seems that this Sect Leader Zhang is still a little sad. ’
Thinking like this, the eunuch already knew how to repay the Son of Heaven.
On the other side, Zhang Zhixuan went back to the room and sat down at the table, picked up the jade talisman carrying the Dao Fruit of the Five Thunder Messengers, rubbed it gently, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and then-
"Hahahaha."
He actually laughed, with joy in his laughter, as if it was not his own personal disciple who died, but a mortal enemy.
"Sect Leader Zhang, why are you laughing?"
(End of chapter)