When I woke up that morning, the residents inside and outside the imperial capital felt a little tired, and their bodies were fine, but their hearts were not as enthusiastic and excited as they had been a few days ago, and they were so stunned that they didn't even want to get up.

This feeling is not strong, nor is it unfamiliar, in the past, when they had worked tirelessly for a long day, or when they encountered bad luck, a similar situation would happen the next morning, so the residents forced themselves to get dressed on the ground, pretending not to care in front of their families, and walked out of the door to look at the Daotong Tower in the sky, full of hope that they would find something from there to fill the emptiness in their hearts.

But they were disappointed, the Dao Tong Tower stood still, but the magical power weakened a lot, unable to expel the loss and frustration in people's hearts.

The sky is also a little hazy, but this is likely to signal an ordinary autumn rain.

Practitioners who came from all over the world noticed the anomaly earlier, especially those who were doing their homework in the dead of night, and before dawn they noticed that their progress was gradually slowing down, and it seemed that they were about to return to their previous normal pace. Soon after dawn, the premonition came true, and the cultivators flew to the Daotong Tower in droves to check on the situation.

It was only then that people noticed that Zuo Liuying, who was standing motionless on the street, was still fighting with his ancestors.

Knowing the reason, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and felt that there was hope again, of course the ancestor would win, and he would soon be able to win a big victory, so everything could return to normal again.

Although it has been less than a month since the birth of the patriarch, Huangjing has already regarded his existence as "normal".

Zuo Liuying's fighting method with Kun Zhen has entered a more complicated stalemate, Zuo Liuying is still in a completely weak position, more than half of the fifty-five spells blessed on that memory have been lost, but he can't distinguish any mana to replenish it, he has not lost yet, all because Kun Chao is too arrogant.

Descending in the form of a god, Kun Chao squandered the power he possessed, maintaining a variety of spells in an extremely vast area, among which the Dao Tong Pagoda enjoyed the most. The second is inside and outside the imperial capital, as the distance increases, the spells gradually decrease, but even in the most remote areas, he will occasionally send out a spell to make sentient beings feel his presence.

This is not just to show off, but also to find the whereabouts of the demon seed and the demon soul.

Last night, Shen Cunyi did Zuo Liuying a big favor, he was a small person in the Taoist system, but he formed a small loophole that could affect the overall situation: his homesickness showed that Kun Chao's spells were weakening, and he could no longer hold all the Taoist priests in his hands. The words he shouted at the door of the tavern alarmed the entire Daotong Tower.

The Taoist priests did not approve of Shen Cunyi's decision, but their state of mind was touched, and the hidden emotions gradually rose, and the originally calm people were still calm, but there were many people who doubted, confused, and vigilant: the appearance of the patriarch was too sudden, and he was a second-generation disciple more than 100,000 years ago, even for the Taoist, this is a strange thing that violates the Tao of heaven and earth.

Kun Chao could completely ignore these mood fluctuations in the Dao Tower. But he couldn't, he couldn't allow the slightest flaw in the perfection he had created. More and more mana was left in the Dao Tong Tower, which was used to balance all kinds of emotions that the Daoists should not have, and the spells enjoyed by Huangjing and other places naturally decreased.

Zuo Liuying's pressure did not lessen much as a result. But his fighting spirit was greatly stimulated, and finally, he roughly saw the boundary of this mist: Kun Chao's mana was not endless and boundless, and he also had limits. Although this limit is too far away for Zuo Liuying and Mu Xingqiu, they finally have a goal. And not as ignorant as before.

The entire Imperial Palace was looking forward to the patriarch's victory soon, but the battle was not over, and in the disappointed eyes of everyone, Zuo Liuying persisted until the second nightfall.

The people went to sleep, the cultivators gradually retreated, and everyone thought, "If you get some sleep, maybe everything will be fine tomorrow morning."

But after opening their eyes again, the emperor ushered in not victory and joy, but panic and chills, they were like being stripped of their cotton clothes in the snowy winter, shivering in the cold wind with only a single coat, they missed the magic of their ancestors very much, like longing for the furnace and the sun, they used to live well without these things, but now they lost them but felt that they were about to be unable to hold on.

Heaven and earth, looking at Zuo Liuying's eyes with more and more hatred, if it weren't for the fear of offending the ancestor and the Dao system, mortals would also rush up and punch Zuo Liuying.

This whole day, the imperial capital was full of resentment, the residents on the ground didn't want to do any work, a little thing could provoke them, triggering large and small scolding battles until fists and feet were against each other, the cultivators in the sky were not as disciplined as before, everyone wanted to fly a little higher, and the result gradually evolved into an uncompromising competition, but few battles took place, after all, this is the territory of the Dao system, and the scattered cultivators and talisman masters easily dare not make mistakes.

Even the Daotong Tower is not so stable, the third night has just come, there are constantly Taoist priests coming out of the tavern, everyone glances at Zuo Liuying at the corner of the street, and then flies away, they are not defectors, most of them return to the tower before dawn, but this night they are free, even Kun Zhen does not know where they went and what they have done.

Zhang Xiang'er is also one of the Taoist priests who left the tower, she came out late, it was the second half of the night, she first walked in front of Zuo Liuying, looked at him coldly for a while, and said: "Shen Cunyi goes home, he has no future at all if he stays in the Taoist system, from the moment he can't keep up with the progress of my cultivation, we have parted ways, for me cultivation is everything." ”

Zuo Liuying didn't squeak, he was concentrating on casting spells, unwilling to do useless work, he knew very well what he could and couldn't, Zhang Xiang'er was not Shen Cunyi, and it was impossible to be persuaded by a few words.

Zhang Xiang'er flew away, her mood was far less calm than her expression, she felt upset, but she couldn't tell the specific reason, she blamed this situation on her lack of Taoist heart and Zuo Liuying's magical influence.

She flew half a circle in the night sky of the imperial capital, and met several loose cultivators on the way, and before she could react, the other party had already avoided it. The irritability in her heart did not decrease, but became heavier and heavier, and Zhang Xiang'er flew in the direction of the palace, asking a mortal for advice.

The Fu Master and the Sanxiu in the palace did their duty and politely stopped Zhang Xiang'er, and when they heard that she was going to see Queen Xun, they all felt very embarrassed, this is the second half of the night, who dares to go to the inner courtyard to disturb the queen's sleep?

Zeng Fu didn't like to live in the palace, and had already moved back to the small courtyard near the palace, when Zhang Xiang'er fell in the courtyard, she was lying on the bed and couldn't sleep, opening her eyes and silently checking the count.

"Auntie. Zhang Xiang'er shouted softly outside the door, she took turns living in the princess's mansion and the Shen mansion when she was a child, and she was very familiar with Zeng Fu, and she always called her aunt.

Zeng Fu immediately got out of bed, walked over barefoot to open the door, and said with a smile when he saw Zhang Xiang'er: "I thought you would never come to see me as a Taoist priest." ”

Zhang Xiang'er smiled slightly, if it weren't for Zuo Liuying's battle with the ancestor, she really wouldn't have come to see Zeng Fu or the princess, "Sorry, I disturbed your sleep." ”

"What a coincidence, I'm having insomnia today, ah, maybe I have a hunch that you'll be here tonight, come in. Zeng Fu let Zhang Xianger enter and put on shoes and clothes by himself.

Neither of them was used to lighting the lamp, so the room was so dark.

"Tell me, what the hell is going on? Zuo Liuying and the ancestor fought the method, and the whole city was uneasy. Zeng Fu poured a glass of water, she had no heavenly eyes, and she developed the habit of doing things in the dark when she served Zuo Liuying in the past.

"They are fighting illusions, the longer they last, the more spells they have, and they may affect other people, but it will end soon, the ancestor can actually defeat Zuo Liuying a long time ago, and he has always been merciful. Zhang Xiang'er didn't know the details of the fighting method, so she could only make some guesses.

Zeng Fu nodded, "Zuo Liuying is still so unpredictable, didn't he come to declare war on behalf of Mu Xingqiu? Why do it yourself? This time, everyone can guess that he will definitely be defeated." Mu Xingqiu should come tomorrow, I am more optimistic about him, I just hope that he will make a light move, and don't destroy the entire imperial capital. Alas, over the years, the catastrophes and small disasters have come one after another, and I now hope that I can die as soon as possible, and leave the aftermath to the people who will be behind me. Xiang'er, what are you going to do? You'll have to live for many more years. ”

After a long absence, Zeng Fu talked a little too much, Zhang Xiang'er listened with a smile, and the irritability in her heart was reduced a little, so she no longer mentioned the matter of wanting to see Queen Xun, "With the ancestor here, everything will only get better and better, and you have also seen the changes in the imperial capital." ”

"Not only did I see it, but I also felt it, my heart felt like honey, and I felt very sweet just by walking a few steps. ”

"Look, that's the work of the patriarch. ”

"Queen Kexun said, 'Whoever gave you the thing, whoever has the right to take it in the future, and what you didn't work hard to get will never be stable.' ’”

"She's a princess, born to enjoy glory and wealth, and she says such things?"

"That's right, the natural glory and wealth are not reliable, the parents are gone, or they don't like it, everything is gone, Queen Xun can get to this day, relying on her own efforts, not her natural status. ”

Zhang Xiang'er smiled, "Aunt and princess believe in Mu Xingqiu, right?"

"If you've seen the things Mu Xingqiu did, you'll also believe him. But this is meaningless, the queen is also a mortal, her strength is too small compared to the Taoist priest, she believes that who will not affect tomorrow's fighting method, we stick to our position just to retain the only bit of dignity. Probably thinking that the tone was too blunt, Zeng Fu also smiled, "Mortals are weak, and their dignity is naturally not much, I just want to be happy and sad according to my mood, and I don't want to be affected by spells." The Patriarch can always make me feel joyful, but why is this joy? Xiang'er, you can come to see me, more joy than the most powerful spell. ”

Zhang Xiang'er was heartbroken, and suddenly understood why Shen Cunyi had to go home.

There was a rooster crowing outside, and Zeng Fu stretched his waist, "I have to cheer up, I will see Mu Xingqiu and the ancestor fighting later, don't be as boring as Zuo Liuying's fighting method." ”

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