Chapter 897: The Emperor's Corpse Banquet (I)

Qing Yuan's eyes lit up, and then he suddenly turned his head and looked towards the place where the white figure disappeared, but the figure came and went quickly, and he disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye!

If it weren't for Qingyuan's confidence in himself, he might have suspected that he was hallucinating!

Qing Yuan didn't act rashly, he sensed unusual momentum fluctuations from the sergeants around him!

These sergeants don't seem to have any blood and energy, but they have very strong strength, and the power fluctuations on their bodies are faintly connected!

If there are only ten or eight such sergeants, Qingyuan will naturally not put it in his eyes, the number of sergeants around each of them is above dozens of people, all of them add up, the number of these strange sergeants is not less than hundreds, and it may even be thousands!

The situation of these sergeants who don't know whether they are humans or ghosts is very weird, there are fluctuations in their strength, but Qingyuan can't judge what kind of cultivation realm they are!

It's as if these people were supposed to be a whole, but if they were a whole, then the strength of these sergeants would be connected, not even under himself!

If he really makes a move, Qing Yuanxian will be able to protect himself, but those beggar disciples, I'm afraid none of them will survive!

In addition, the situation is unknown, and no one knows if the fierce fight will lead to other more terrifying things!

After all, having such a ghost ship that haunts with the thick fog is terrifying enough to subvert everyone's cognition!

All Qingyuan can do now is to follow these sergeants to the brightly lit place, and then make other plans!

Although the bright lights seemed to be standing dozens of zhang away, Qingyuan and a group of sergeants who "supported" them walked for two or three pillars of incense before they came to the range covered by the lights!

Qingyuan only felt that the originally dark and foggy scenery in front of him suddenly became brighter, and everywhere he came into view, there were all pavilions and pavilions, and there was even a trickle of water and a large lake!

In this dimly lit place, among the pavilions, you can see all kinds of beautiful women and guests who are gorgeously dressed, but obviously different from today's times.

Some of them laughed and polite, and some of them obviously made a look of disbelonging, looking at all kinds of beauties passing by, full of pig brother appearance!

Sensing something, Qingyuan turned his head to look at his side, and saw that the sergeant who was originally firmly following him did not follow the lights at this time, but stood in the darkness, watching himself and others enter the lights, and then these silent sergeants walked into the darkness again with neat steps!

Qing Yuan looked down at himself, the simple Taoist robe he was wearing originally, at some point, actually turned into a gorgeous brocade robe, and the dust in his hand had disappeared at some point, and was replaced by a jade Ruyi with clear essential oils!

And on his waist, in addition to some complicated accessories such as jade jue jade pendants, there is also a long sword with gems on the scabbard!

Qingyuan was already handsome, and as soon as he changed his outfit, where did he still look like a little Taoist, he was a prince and grandson who walked out of Jinling City!

Looking up at those beggar disciples again, where he saw it, there were only beautifully dressed guests with excited faces left, and where did they still have the slightest shadow of beggars!

Not only that, but these original beggar disciples even forgot each other's existence, and they seemed to have really become nobles who came out of the royal city and came to play!

With his brows furrowed slightly, Qing Yuan observed carefully, and he immediately saw the strangeness of all the nobles present from the strange situation that had happened to these beggar disciples!

These nobles, including the new beggar disciples, although they all seem to be flexible and autonomous, there is always an inexplicable coordination between their actions, as if their every move has been arranged!

For example, in the short time that Qing Yuan came here, he had already seen the same thing happen three or four times!

"These people, what are they being manipulated by?" Seeing this, Qing Yuan was even more puzzled in his heart, and he wanted to wake up a beggar disciple, but his mind was sharp, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he immediately noticed that he seemed to be stared at by hundreds of eyes!

This feeling made Qingyuan's heart tighten, and he subconsciously withdrew his outstretched palm, and at the same time as his palm was withdrawn, the feeling of being stared at disappeared at the same time!

"What the hell is going on!" Qing Yuan was a little confused for a while, "What is it, hiding in the shadows, quietly controlling these guests?"

Frowning again, Qingyuan looked down at himself as if he had thought of something, the Tai Chi mark flashed in his eyes, and suddenly his gaze saw the real situation under it through the complicated and luxurious brocade clothes!

This brocade robe, but I don't know what kind of existence, with extremely clever means, is covered on them!

In fact, this brocade robe does not exist at all, under the light and shadow, what Qing Yuan is wearing is still his simple robe!

Subconsciously reached out and touched the placket of his clothes, and then dropped his hand on the long sword at his waist, the real touch told them that all this existed, but his eyes told him that these were just illusions!

For a while, he couldn't figure out what the purpose of the person hiding in the shadows was, so Qing Yuan had to silently let go of the palm holding the sword, and at the same time made a face with the same expression as them, as if he had come to a banquet!

In fact, Qingyuan quietly observed the surroundings with a quiet action that did not let anyone find out, running his own Taiji Avenue, Qingyuan's eyes flashed quietly, and the real scene of the environment quietly appeared in front of his eyes!

The surrounding pavilions, pavilions, pavilions and lakes are all there, but they are not the luxurious appearance under the lights before!

At this time, what Qingyuan saw was a scene that was reflected in the lights, exuding gloomy brilliance everywhere!

Those guests who were dressed in complicated and gorgeous clothes had also taken on their original faces in Qingyuan's eyes at this time!

I saw that these guests were all in rags, and the flesh under the clothes looked even more decayed and skinny!

Their eyes were full of calmness and nobility that did not match their clothes and figures, such an obvious contrast made Qingyuan can't help but stay on the spot!

"These people, I'm afraid they are all kinds of characters who have disappeared on the sea with the ghost ship for a long time!" Seeing this, Qing Yuan had his own thoughts in his heart" Unconsciously, they were bewitched by the ghost ship, here, they seemed to have become non-existent nobles, but in fact, they just fell into an extremely clever illusion!

Who, or what else, caused all this, and why did he do it!"

Qingyuan didn't know the essentials for a while, and at the same time, his eyes shrank suddenly, and a martial artist with a face full of nobility, but in fact he was already skinny, came into his eyes, this martial artist was one of his goals when he went to sea this time, the little Taoist priest of Xuanqingguan!