A leaf blinds the eyes and releases the turbidity and evil The world knows the ghosts but does not know the immortals Chapter 146 The moving city

After three days, the prince woke up quietly.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I suddenly felt soft and fragrant, and I was sleeping in a woman's boudoir.

Raised his head and fell back to the lotus leaf pillow heavily, his whole body seemed to be drained of strength, and he couldn't exert any strength, so he could only squint at the emerald green lotus flower embroidered on the bed and think carefully.

It worked!

The prince couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, the corners of his lips cracked open and he smiled with difficulty, and then pursed his mouth in pain.

On that day, on the light boat, he imitated the "Yin and Yang Gathering Heaven Emperor Collapse" and used his five elements of yin and yang to fuse the dry gold (yang) and the gold (yin) to call out seven giant swords.

From this point of view, as long as the yin and yang aura between heaven and earth is not used, the power of the law will not be used. It's just that I don't know if I use my own yuan force as a guide to hook the yin and yang of the outside world, will it trigger the law?

"Hey!"

Thinking of this, Wang Zimo couldn't help but sigh.

What did you learn?

Killing the Heavenly God Finger, the Law of Yin and Yang, and the Taiyan Sutra.

The first two are good, they can be used, but they are restricted everywhere, and they can be used but they can't. The Dayan True Scripture is even more unique, a mental method is incomplete, and it has been practiced to the realm of Chenxing!

The prince was silently speechless.

This......

"Mer is awake?"

When Wang Zimo's eyes were rolling, Xue Lianzhu was full of spring, floated to the bed like a gust of wind, leaned over and asked, "Has Mo'er comprehended the "Divine Heavenly Formula"?"

Without waiting for Wang Zimo to speak, she asked herself and replied: "Yes, yes! Mo'er must have comprehended the "Divine Heavenly Formula", but I didn't expect you to integrate the power of the law into it, which is really surprising and delightful!"

"I'm using the law again?"

The prince struggled to prop up his upper body, and his heart suddenly became afraid. Thinking of those innocent souls in Yinxu, I feel that I have become a sinner through the ages.

"Yes, didn't Mo'er feel it?"

Seeing Wang Zimo's gloomy expression, Xue Lianzhu suddenly understood, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about Mo'er, Jiuli is no better than Kunxu, the power of the law can be used at any time, but Mo'er can't be used indiscriminately, if it is hated, it will attract a lot of enemies for nothing!"

After Xue Lianzhu finished speaking, she sat sideways next to Wang Zimo, touched his pigtails and said, "I'll ask Hall Master Liu to bring you some food later." Oh, by the way, those little girls have been tossed by you a lot, and they still can't get out of bed, Mo'er is really amazing! Let's let Ji Yunxi bring the food from Zuixuanlou!"

"Mother-in-law, what are you talking about!"

Wang Zimo's face turned red. I felt a tightness on the top of my head, and I thought to myself, it must have been Hall Master Li who had come and got it for him when he was bored.

After eating, Wang Zimo lay on the bed for a while, he had never been fed by a woman since he was a child, and today Ji Yunxi actually fed him spoonful by spoonful.

The rosy red lips pursed slightly, blowing the fragrant wind back and forth by the spoon, and even the porridge in Wang Zimo's mouth was filled with a faint fragrance.

"Childe. ”

Ji Yunxi gently put down the blue-glazed porcelain bowl in his hand, put away the spoon and asked softly, "What did Gongzi do to those female disciples? Why did the high priest say that they couldn't get out of bed one by one?"

This!

Belch......

Wang Zimo was embarrassed.

I just remembered that this Ji Yunxi priest would be stealthy and would follow his mother-in-law every step of the way.

"And oh, I heard it when I came back from the Drunken Mansion with the High Priest. ”

What kind of person is Ji Yunxi, who used illusion to fascinate the old city lord in the city lord's mansion, regardless of east, west, north and south, drinking and having fun all day long, how can he not understand the affairs of men and women, and now he is pretending to be pure and elegant, just to ridicule and ridicule the prince.

"What do you hear?"

Wang Zimo sat up smartly and almost crashed into Ji Yunxi's arms.

"Ah, Childe, be merciful!"

Ji Yunxi pursed her red lips and pinched her throat with her slender fingers to make a charming sound, and the prince who was ashamed in an instant blushed and red-eared.

"Giggle...... Look at the son, but the women who return to Yantai are not clean, and the son must be clean and self-conscious!"

"Hey, how do you talk!"

Without waiting for the prince to refute silently, Ji Yunxi disappeared. The prince was left staring at the tent in silence, his head full of thoughts.

What's wrong with me?

Why are there all women in his eyes? Is this what Mingbao said about opposites attracting?

Thinking of Mingbao, the prince couldn't help but think of Baiyun Temple again.

He himself stayed in Baiyunguan for two years, but it was the loneliest two years in his life. Fortunately, Ge Baoyu brought food every day.

Ge Baoyu, how is this big fat man doing now?

The prince touched the pigtail on his head, slid it down his ear to the slightly hairy beard on his chin, pinched the longest one with his index finger and thumb, and pulled it hard with enough strength, and with a "click", it was actually broken from the root.

Pulling open the double doors, Wang Zimo was stunned by the sight in front of him.

The corridor winds around the left side of the room, bypassing the craggy rockery and leading to the pond on the southwest side of the courtyard. At this time, the pond was unrecognizable, and seven ravines deep led the water out of the pond, dividing the west bank directly into eight sections. The Falling Heart Pavilion on the shore was completely reduced to ruins, leaving only three red-painted pillars, one of which was broken in half.

"This ......"

The prince felt guilty, and then quietly slipped out.

Fengming City is located at the western foot of Wuliang Nala Mountain, surrounded by three-quarters of the branch mountain system, leaving only the northeast mouth to connect with the Central Plains.

Wuliang Nala Mountain originates from Daxi Mountain, goes from northwest to southeast, ends at the division of Jiutian Waterfall and Yongjiang, two passes on the way, one of which happens to be in the west of Fengming City, is the only way for the Xirong Qiang people to trade with the Central Plains, and has always been listed as an important place for soldiers.

At this time, a young man was running wildly on the grassland.

He was dressed in a purple-gold silver-edged dark flower rune robe, with a tall double-layered collar hidden between his hair, and his black hair was tied into countless small braids, like a hedgehog on his head, and he rushed towards Fengming Pass.

This young man is the idle Wang Zimo, he quietly slipped to Fengming Pass, stood on the knife-like cliff and looked at the prairie, suddenly his heart opened, and his whole body seemed to be one with this grassland and nature, and he couldn't help but howl loudly.

In Fengming City, the three-style "Divine Heavenly Formula" is always tied up and cannot be fully played.

Now standing on the top of the mountain, facing the boundless grassland, Wang Zimo's blood boiled instantly, and he wanted to turn into a wild horse, stretch the reins, and gallop across the vast grassland.

There is no need to identify the direction, no matter which direction is the green grass, the blue sky, and the white clouds drifting gently.

Wang Zimo urged "a reed to cross the river" while running, stepped on the five squares, and ran ten miles west from Fengming Pass in a few breaths.

Howling indulgently, the wind of hunting poured into his mouth and floated down his neck to the clouds.

The prince could not hear his own voice, for it had been left far behind him, like the enchanting wind blowing through the green grass tips, and was heard by a group of people dressed in disciple clothes.

They came from different places, formed a demon hunting team, and they had a tacit understanding with each other to wear the traditional disciple uniforms of Jiuli, and their eyes were shining, like jackals cruising at night showing greedy eyes.

A city!

It's a moving city!

Everyone in the world knows that the prince's hedgehog-like head can change a city!

Who is not impressed, when Wang Zimo learned from Han Tianhong that his head was so valuable, he also touched the idea of exchange. However, what the king of Han wants is his own head, and if he gives his head to the king of Han, what is the use of making a city by himself?

"Seven steps to wrap your fingers, the more you want to go, collect it!"

As soon as the words landed, a group of demon slaying vanguards landed, and the Yue Yu that Wang Zimo had already laid out was upright.

Wang Zimo didn't hang them up, let them stumble and huddle together, rolling tighter and tighter, and finally killing each other in order to compete for living space, and the broken corpses were thrown out of the desperate grid, leaving a shocking bloody path on the grassland.

These people are salted fish, and the children of the real family will never be so reckless!

Looking at the smaller and smaller Yue Yujue, the prince squinted his eyes silently, and his murderous expression resurfaced.

Taking advantage of the vigilance of the follow-up demon slaying team, the prince put on the ice silkworm gloves. He hadn't really seen the power of this ice silkworm glove, and it basically didn't play any role in every battle, but Wang Zimo still habitually brought it, at least the poisonous needles tied on the back of his hands could be used at critical times.

Then, he crossed the two Heavenly Pestles behind his back.

Pingyu started and instantly turned into a combat state.

Staring at the second group of teams that were getting closer and closer to him, the prince secretly clenched his fists, and counted down silently in his heart: "Fifteen, fourteen, thirteen...... Five, four, three, two, one!"

"Up!"