On the seventh day that Lao Ma left the Hou Mansion, Zhi Zhen's injuries had healed, the wound had scabbed and fell off, and his skin was as clear as jade, leaving no traces.

In the evening, the dark clouds were thick, and soon there was a torrential rain, and the sky and the earth were black and pressing, and the roof tiles were rattling, like thousands of horses' hooves coming.

Zhi Jia Zhen sat cross-legged in front of the window, and the Void Pole Nail Fetal Soul Forbidden Law had been transported for seventy-two weeks, and dozens of stars flashed to know the sea, slowly rotating with a mysterious trajectory. After entering the Hou Mansion for more than a month, with the assistance of countless rare treasures, his essence, qi, spirit, and body were constantly purified, and the sword qi of the three-killing machine was condensed to the limit, and he had to suppress it with all his strength.

His swordsmanship has also greatly improved, no matter how profound and obscure the sword spectrum, he can understand it at a glance, and he will know it at a glance, and he will be full of heat in actual combat, and there is no hindrance at all. He began to learn from the strengths of various swordsmanship, and fused with the three-killing machine sword Qi to try new changes. He was always wary of this supreme sword code that originated from Prince Qiao.

The fastest progress is still the Void Pole Nail Fetal Soul Forbidden Method. Thirty-six stars in the starry night screen have been thrown into the sea of knowledge, forming a miniature galaxy, constantly pushing the Void Pole Nail Fetal Soul Forbidden Method to break through the limit. Zhijia Zhenzhihai also benefited from this, and faintly gave birth to a change, and even the eight-winged golden cicada became more and more agile.

With a soft "snap", the crystal hourglass on several cases turned upside down, and the silver fine sand flowed down, and it was the time of the third watch.

Shin stood up and looked out the window. The night rain is raging like a whip, the eaves of the house are flowing like a waterfall, and the drumbeat of the heavy rain echoes between the sky and the earth.

Zhi Kari took off his outer robe, revealing a hooded night lizard gargling silk coat inside. This precious fabric is light and thin, and it hugs the body, making it difficult for fire and water to penetrate, and it can change color with the surrounding light, blending in with the environment.

Changed into light cloud boots, equipped with a jade sword, and rechecked the handwritten letterhead wrapped in fish skin, Zhi Hunt Zhen quietly walked out of the Tingzhu Pavilion. The wet rain vapor rushed in the face, the pond stirred up countless arrows of white flowers, and the courtyards and pavilions near and far were hidden in the smoke and rain, and the outline was difficult to distinguish.

He snuggled against the dense shade of the trees, bypassing the guards until he left the Hou Mansion before speeding up.

The streets were shrouded in a huge curtain of rain, empty, and deserted. Zhi Hunt Zhen pulled up his hood, only his eyes were exposed, jumped onto the roof, and went all the way to the Chongxuan Department on the outskirts of the city.

The rain line dripped down his night lizard's silk gargle, and the fabric did not stick to the water, and it was as dry as ever. Out of the market, the eight-winged golden cicada in the divine consciousness suddenly whispered a warning, and Zhi Hunt Zhenzhen was stunned, pretending not to know, and continued to rush at the same speed. When passing through a green island on the shore of Xuanwu Lake, he accelerated abruptly and rushed into the woods, and at the same time, the sea converged inward, and the spiritual waves disappeared into the depths, shrinking and closing, like the water of a fountain retreating into the spring, silently disappearing.

This is the secret technique of knowing the sea that Zhi Hunt Zhen found in the collection of Wenyuan Pavilion, called "Divine Lock Technique", which is divided into four parts: hidden lock, phantom lock, padlock, and unlock, all of which are ingenious methods for using spiritual power. At this moment, he used the method of hiding the lock, isolating the release of spiritual power, so that foreign enemies could not spy on his movements.

A black shadow appeared in the distance, sneaking into the dense forest, suddenly stopped, and the eyes hidden in the shadow of the bamboo hat swept away, flashing a trace of doubt.

The wind and rain shook the branches all around, and the white mist was steaming, and the hunting really seemed to be nowhere to be found. Even if the divine sense is activated, it is difficult to detect the mental fluctuations of the teenager. The black shadow stood silently for a moment, and its figure flashed and disappeared.

After a while, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the dense forest, and the spiritual power spilled out like a big net, covering most of the Xuanwu Lake. After a long time of silence, the black shadow went straight through the forest and chased away.

After half the incense, Zhijia Zhen emerged from the canopy of an old tree, glanced in the direction where the black shadow had left, jumped off the tree, and walked around from another place.

Chongxuan Department is located in the north of the city of Baishi Mountain, Cuiluo Peak, Feige Liudan, jade carving, surrounded by pine and bamboo, backed by the Yangtze River. A total of ten Taoist temples, respectively, by the ten major Daomen of the Great Jin Dynasty sent people to sit in town, showing the prestige of the Daomen. There is a formal government office on the top of the peak, with a prefect and a hundred deacons, who are ostensibly in charge of Kyoto's large and small Taoist temples, accounts, and Jiao affairs, and secretly supervise the affairs of the court and monitor the movements of the imperial family.

Ziyun Temple is located at the east head of Cuiluo Peak and belongs to the Taishang Shenxiao Sect. Yuan Jingbo, the master of the view, spread his chest open, lazily lying on the Wenyu couch, grabbed a handful of gray-white pearls from the golden dendrob on the side, and squinted at it: "This is sent by the Yongning Marquis Mansion today?"

"Well, it was sent by Wang Yifu himself. The beautiful female crown under her was sucking her head and said vaguely, "These pearls are not in good condition, they are small, and they are too shabby." ”

Yuan Jingbo laughed, let go of his hand, and the pearls rolled down the couch in a mess. "What do you know? This is a liquid tea pearl, produced in the west of the Great Yan Arctic Sea of the stars, brewing tea can breed essence, repair the foundation, one is at least worth a thousand gold, not to mention a hundred? This is a big deal! What's more, this pearl also has a wonderful use!"

He got up and bent over, tore off the hem of the robe of the female crown, patted the smooth snow buttocks with a "snap", picked up a liquid tea bead between his fingers, sent it into the chrysanthemum, and stuffed it hard.

"Ahh

"How?" Yuan Jingbo smiled, reached into his arms, and greedily scratched on the towering breasts of the female crown. He has been cultivating for decades, but he has made no progress at all, and he has stayed at the high level of refining qi and returning his spirits, simply indulging his voice and enjoying himself. The Taoist officials of the Chongxuan Department were probably like this, and there was no hope in the mountain gate, so they were sent to the red dust. It is called experience, but in fact, it was abandoned by the Taoist sect and left to fend for itself.

"Really...... It's wonderful...... "The female crown hugged Yuan Jingbo with her backhand, wrapped her body like dough, and couldn't stop crying tactfully, and her beautiful eyes were about to drip water.

"It's a pity, the Yongning Hou Mansion is destined to be a bamboo basket to draw water - an empty one. Yuan Jingbo was not in a hurry to enter the alley, and his ten fingers walked up and down the concave and convex jade body of the female crown, arbitrarily.

"For ...... What? It's all the original family's ...... Person...... Yes...... I know, it's your eldest brother...... What does Jing Zhong mean...... Ah......" The female crown was silent, her legs and strands were intertwined, and the jade liquid was like a spring, eager to melt in the other party's arms.

"Which onion is my eldest brother?If I hadn't been excluded by him back then, how would I have left Boling?" Yuan Jingbo pinched the snow-white and plump thighs of the female crown and snorted, "It's the meaning of the patriarch." ”

The female crown coated and gasped, and her legs shook violently for a while, almost paralyzed. Yuan Jingbo felt speechless, didn't say more, and opened the robe to ask for a sword and a walk.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk. ”

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.