The secret technique of "Three Golden Lock Veins" is unleashed, and it cannot be disturbed. Wait for Beimeng to lead Li Bing into the house. The other four were all guarding the door.

Anzi originally wanted to talk to Zhi Zhi about something, but seeing that King Xiang and Mi Xin didn't speak, he still held back and stayed quietly.

For a while, the atmosphere in the room became strange, and they all held their breath and listened to the movement on the other side of the door.

Let's say that this inner room is only half the size of the outer living room, with a small bed in one corner, a cabinet on the left, and a small table on the right.

In the middle of the small table, there was originally only a rough wooden candlestick, but today this candlestick was placed in the corner. Instead, there are all kinds of objects needed for the "Three Golden Locks".

Two three-color porcelain urns are respectively filled with fresh deer blood and high-grade ink and ink clay; in the three fine-glazed white porcelain bowls next to them, there are gold, silver and copper powder; in the back row there are four clean glazed medicine bowls for blending ink and clay; and on the edge of the pen grid, there are three kinds of wolf pen pens of different thicknesses, each of which is prepared with two.

On the ground, learning from the previous appearance in the Meridian Sect, there was a square white silk.

These were all prepared by the royal palace according to the requirements of Beimeng. Just looking at the specifications of the utensils, I don't know how many times more sophisticated than when I was in the Meridian Sect.

Beimeng opened the two urns, and the smell of deer blood overflowed. He took deer blood and ink clay, mixed it in a glazed medicine bowl, blended evenly, and mixed it into a dark red.

Then he didn't even look at the manuscript of "Three Golden Lock Veins", but dipped his pen in dark red ink clay, and drew those strange patterns on the white cloth, exactly the same as in the time of the Meridian Sect. He had seen this technique many times, and he was already familiar with it.

After drawing the technique stroke by stroke, he asked Li Bing to take off his shirt and sit in the center of it, and began to mix three kinds of powder and ink clay with a medicinal bowl, each of which was a small bowl.

In the living room, Mi Xin, Li Xu, Anzi, and Rong Zhizhu were all standing at the door, and they didn't dare to come out.

Through the tiny crack in the door, Anzi tried to catch a glimpse of what was happening inside, but the angle was awkward, and she could only see the things on the table and the occasional flashing figure of Lemon.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding. ”

The two of them in the room rarely spoke, and most of the time, they could only hear the crisp sound of the medicine pestle hitting the glass medicine bowl.

After being silent for a while, I finally heard an old voice: "Your Royal Highness, the technique on your body has also been painted." Please push out your palms, and when I guide you in your body with my true qi, don't resist, just relax. ”

As soon as the sound ended, there was a clear sound of palms.

"Copper opens the way, travels around the whole body, bundles the eight veins of the Qi meridian, and condenses qi stagnation;

Silver is the pillar, the accumulation of acupoints, blocking the twelve meridians, and silting the meridians;

Gold reigns king, sinks into the dantian, seals the sea of qi in all directions, and traps Zhou Tian;

With my self-cultivation, I will bind your whole body to true qi.

The art of the ghost valley, no elephant and no line!

Open!"

When this spell was directed, faint purple, white, and yellow lights flashed in the room. A few people outside the house could see clearly through the crack in the door.

Mi Xin is a master of magic, and sitting in the living room, he can also feel the two strong true qi disturbances in the inner room.

"The three golds are the introduction, and the ring is fixed. Shut up!"

"Definitely!"

As soon as the word was completed, the light in the room was instantly extinguished, and then Li Bing's heavy breathing was heard.

"Whew! Then he said, "Come in, all of you." ”

Between these words, the breathing was heavy and uneven, and Li Xuan and Mi Xin were both clearly aware of it. Sure enough, when I entered the door, I saw that his face was pale, and he was almost exhausted.

"It's a lot harder than I thought. Judging by the complexity of this technique, it shouldn't be enough to use all of my true qi. Seemingly...... It's really old. ”

He pointed to Li Bing's wrist and said: "The ring of three golds, each person can only become it once in a lifetime, and the ring of copper and silver has already been made by you before." Now there is only this golden ring. But don't worry, according to the difference in our cultivation, it should last for three or five years, and there should be no problem. ”

After saying these words, Beimeng's originally calm face also showed a trace of struggle, and a thick layer of sweat on his forehead flowed down his eyebrows to the tip of his nose.

Probably exhausted, he took a step backwards and sat on the bed, panting for breath, leaning on the wall with one hand.

"Oh. Li Bing only replied with one word, and his face was also very strange.

Once the ram's boundless true qi entered the body, it was strong and powerful, and after the spell was completed, the true qi in the whole body could not be felt, and the dantian qi was empty, and it was really effective.

This time, Beimeng's true qi entered the body, which was soft and heavy, endless, more than ten times more than the boundless vastness of the ram. After this spell was completed, the golden ring on his hand was indeed there, and it was more obvious than the previous copper ring, but why could the true qi in his body still be felt.

And I can taste it very carefully, after those true qi were forcibly suppressed by Beimeng's true qi, they have been resisting, and the more they are born, the more they are born, stirring up the chaos of Li Bing's meridians and dantian.

He originally wanted to speak again, but his internal organs were churning, and he was afraid that he would vomit as soon as he opened his mouth.

Li Xuan and Mi Xin also saw the strangeness of Li Bing's face - his eyes were closed, his eyes and nose were twisted together, and his jaw was constantly trembling.

"Bing'er. Are you alright?"

Li Bing was silent, afraid that Li Bing would be worried, so he shook his head lightly.

On the side, Beimeng kept holding his chest, constantly smoothing his breath. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Hitoshi stood in front of him, squirted with blood.

Without warning, Beimeng's body twitched twice, and he slowly glanced back at Li Yan, his eyes glaring at the boss: "It turns out ...... That doom should be here!"

With that, he reached out and touched his face. The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he originally wanted to give a few last words, but his body was so paralyzed, he fell on the bed, and never moved again. Before he died, that hand did not touch the face of the Celestial Tree.

"Grandpa!

Here, Li Bing finally opened his eyes, two blood stains flowed out of his eyes, and blood spilled from his nostrils, ears, and the corners of his mouth.

The whole body was convulsed, and the seven orifices were bleeding, and it looked like something was very bad.

"Ahh

With his left hand, he picked up a glass medicine bowl, aimed it at his wrist, and smashed it violently, three times in a row, each time he hit the gold ring.

The force on this hand was too great, shattering the glass bowl, and the right wrist was also blurred by the blood.

This still didn't relieve the pain, he held the glass fragment in his hand, used it as a knife, and stabbed it on the gold ring again and again, the knife cut on the blood vessels, bright red with a little gold dust of blood, gurgling.

Li Yan was so frightened that he grabbed Li Bing's hand, and cut it down like this, and the hand would really be useless. Mi Xin reacted quickly, tore a white cloth on the ground, and hurriedly wrapped his wrist around him.

"Ah!! Father, I hurt!!Wrist! Pain!Heart-piercing!!"

The seven holes were still bleeding, and there were even more bloody tears in his eyes, and Li Bing couldn't stop whimpering.

Li Xuan didn't know what to do, so he shouted to Anzi: "Go back to the palace quickly, tell Ah Cai, and let her take my waist card to the palace to ask for the best imperial doctor." Invite them all!"

He shouted to Mi Xin again: "Go to Ximing Temple, the first seat of the Pranya Hall - Master Qingyan." Be quick!"

Anzi and Mi Xin responded and left immediately.

Li Bing's right hand clenched into a fist, and he kept trembling, if Li Bing hadn't pulled it with brute force, I am afraid that it would have been constantly slapping on the ground.

He continued to sob, and under the severe pain, he raised his right hand high and clenched his fist with all the strength of his body.

The pain in his heart grew deeper and deeper, and a cloud of black true qi emerged from his skin, enveloping his arm, extending from his shoulder to his wrist, and ending in the golden ring.

The black grew thicker and thicker, enveloping the entire arm in it. The gold ring on his wrist also seemed to be stimulated, emitting a golden glow.

Li Bing raised his arms high and used all his strength to clench them into fists, and his entire arm trembled.

The golden light became more and more vigorous, and the black aura became stronger and stronger, and the two breaths seemed to be violently confronting, and even Li Yu was aware of the disturbance emanating from those two breaths.

"Boom!"

A golden light exploded, countless gold dust was raised in the air, and this golden ring was actually shattered!

Li Bing vomited blood, bright red, mixed with black and golden dots of light.

His body shook twice, as if he was relieved, and glanced at Li Yan, his body slumped weakly.

Li Xuan picked him up, hurriedly rushed out of the room, ran all the way, and ran straight to Ximing Temple, without even taking a look at Beimeng's body.

In the evening, in the private room on the third floor of the 'Guanwei Building' in Chang'an East City, the three of them gathered together.

"There's news from the palace. ”

The person who spoke in the middle was Chen Qingniu, he took out a thin note and handed it to the fat man next to him - this person was one of the leaders of the assassination at the end of the year, the "Rongjiao Xisitang Xiong Venerable" who made the Heavenly Hammer.

After reading the contents of the note, he handed it to the gray-haired man at the opposite table—this person was the master of external martial arts who was hostile to Li Xuan that day—"Rongjiao Xisitang Rhino Venerable".

After reading the note, Venerable Rhino's face became solemn: "According to the secret letter, the prince of King Xiang went to Si Tiantai Rong's house today, and he should be going to perform the technique of "Three Golden Lock Veins" again. But I don't know why he was seriously injured, Beimeng died, and the son of the Xiangwang family was lying in Ximing Temple, unconscious. ”

Venerable Bear went on to say:

"The martial arts on the black, white, and yellow volumes of the "Three Phases Sutra" are mutually exclusive, and the true qi meets and competes with each other, and it will even backfire the practitioners.

This prince of Xiangwang has obtained the true biography of the 'former arrogant disciple (that is, Sun Wuyi)', and the person who has practiced the "White Snow Inner Scripture" in the "Xuanming Black Sutra", the true qi of physical strength is all 'earth and dark qi'. So today's thing, does it mean that Beimeng's true qi is 'Xuanhuang qi'. So what he practiced was indeed "Stargazing" in "Xuanhuang Seven Techniques"?

However, didn't the news passed down by the previous eight disciples confirm that Beimeng has nothing to do with "The Art of Stargazing"?"

Chen Qingniu shook his head: "The matter between the eight disciples of the previous generation is no longer verifiable. Now that we have another clue, we have to investigate. Venerable Xiong, you should take a trip! If you really have a silk book of "The Art of Stargazing", you must try to get it back. ”

Although the three of them are all subordinates of Xisitang, among these three, it is obvious that Chen Qingniu's status is slightly higher, and he can give orders to the other two.

"Leave it to me. Venerable Rhino asked again: "Regarding the prince of Xiangwang, didn't Venerable Long say what to do?

"The Dragon Venerable and the Right Soul Envoy both said not to touch him for the time being. Anyway, after practicing this kung fu, he will eventually explode and die.

The former arrogant disciple 'Sun Wuyi' did not enter the silk book, and relying on the manuscript of the predecessor of Yunqi Sect, he could understand the mystery of "Bai Xue Neijing". Such a genius can't escape the fate of dying in the end. He is a pampered son, and I am afraid that his time is short.

"White Snow Neijing" belongs to the 'wind', and now the location of the "Wind Array" has not been found, and there is no hurry. After Li Bing's death, we just need to make sure that this scripture can be retrieved. ”

Venerable Xiong nodded: "Then you can rest assured." The wind is too tight tonight, I'm afraid that the people from Xiangwang's Mansion are in Beimeng's Mansion, I'll investigate tomorrow, anyway, the only clue now is on his grandson, and I'm not afraid of losing it!"

Chang'an Beimeng Mansion

With the help of Xiangwang's Mansion, the Mansion was soon changed into a mourning hall - black tent and white yarn, purple incense and red wax, and there is a big word in the middle.

Originally, Beimeng herself had already ordered a set of longevity coffin boards in the longevity store, but Aunt Cai still bought the best set. He also put the mourning hall according to the official position of "the head of the Tiantai of the Four Pins" before Beimeng's death, and buried everything with the shrouds, arranged neatly according to the etiquette system, and invited some monks to kneel in front of the mourning platform to pray for its excess.

Aunt Cai found a yin-yang painter and painted a portrait of the remains, which can be regarded as a thought for Beizhi.

Beimeng had almost no friends before his death, at most some neighbors came to see and mourn a little.

Rong Zhi cut off the mourning clothes one by one, and cried into tears. He was already weak, his heart and lungs were not good, and he fainted several times.

Aunt Cai accompanied the poor child and kept comforting him.

More than ten subordinates, helping inside and outside, and the second steward in Xiangwang's mansion is also here, taking care of everything. With so many people gathered together, this aftermath will not seem too lonely.

Not long after, waiting for the neighbors to leave, Aunt Cai also went to Ximing Temple to see Li Bing, and only some people from the palace remained to help take care of it.

The night was already very dark, and a young woman in purple, with a purple gauze hat, came from the door and walked straight to the middle of the mourning hall.

She took off her hat and revealed her face, her temperament was cold and deep, and her face could be described as peerlessly beautiful.

She knelt on the futon, kowtowed three times to the corpse of Beimeng, and fell to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

Finally waited for her to get up, Yin and Yang took charge, and shouted: "Thank you, family!"

Rong Zhi stepped forward, grief-stricken, thanked him, and asked, "This aunt has never seen her, but she is a distant relative of my grandfather?"

The young woman nodded, took an accessory from her waist, and handed it to the young woman.

It was a white rope with seven knots the size of little fingertips, and a round, solid white jade bead tied at the very end.

"The benefactor has passed away, and he has come to say goodbye! This thing used to be Mr. Lemon's old belongings. I'm sorry you put it in his coffin for me. ”

The young woman stood in front of the coffin with her hands folded, closing her eyes in silence.

He had never seen this object, put it in the coffin, turned around and thanked the young woman: "Grandpa didn't have many friends before his death, thank you for coming to see her." By the way, I haven't asked for my aunt's name yet?"

"My surname is Lu, my name is Ziru!"