Chapter Twenty-Three: The Nine Emperors?

Since that day, the figure of the city lord has completely disappeared, leaving only the housekeeper to stay here every day to listen to the rain Xuan, since I saw that person again, the puzzle in my heart has become more and more serious, why he and the Monkey King in my impression, there is a trace of overlap, but there is a trace of difference.

All this makes me feel very uneasy, if he is really the Monkey King, then what he said is going to condemn me, am I in a catastrophe? Could it be that the forbidden place of Venerable Mei is actually the Five Finger Mountain?

I have never been able to find a trace, I only feel like the forbidden place of Venerable Namei, as if I have fallen into a game set by someone, and I am just a dispensable chess piece, think about it carefully, why did I meet three immortal cultivators in the middle of the night, and why did I meet the black bear spirit, and then I was discovered by the city lord alone?

Everything in front of me was like a fog that I couldn't see clearly, I wanted to dissipate and want to see clearly, but I found that I was just seeing flowers in the fog, and I didn't know anything about the truth, and my desire for power became stronger and stronger, especially the power of that person's Yuan Yang, which once again helped me break through the late stage of the Tongtian Period.

"Miss Bai, the city lord instructed Miss to paint as soon as possible. Steward Yu's voice came, awakening my chaotic thoughts, I nodded, picked up the Jiangshan pen and the variety of rice paper, and followed Steward Yu to the place where the mural was.

Looking at the mural in front of me, I sighed, if I can't get a decent painting this month, I'm afraid I will experience another heart-rending pain, I am not afraid of pain, I just don't want to see that man again, the man who makes me confused and makes me afraid, but hates.

"Steward Yu, you stand back, I want to cast spells and paint, don't let people disturb me during this time, even if it's your city lord. I said to Steward Yu, who stepped back a few feet very cooperatively.

Mobilize the power of fusion, silently chant the spell, a light blue barrier is like a bowl, covering me and the mural, looking at the light blue barrier, I feel a little happy in my heart, it seems that this thing given by the city lord is not bad, but I don't know how practical it is.

Facing the seemingly simple, but actually hidden mystery of the mural, sighed, urging the power of fusion to make the variety of rice paper suspended in the air, but unexpectedly, the change of rice paper suddenly appeared, only to see that the variety of rice paper actually changed again, just like the first time the blood was dropped, the variety of rice paper turned into a scroll again.

But this time the difference is that there is a lifelike egg in the shape of the oval! I was stunned, is this the bird egg I painted according to the mural? Looking at the scroll in my hand, I did not stop infusing the power of fusion.

I actually felt a faint vitality from that bird's egg! That vitality was almost dead, only a trace of it, but I didn't think it was an illusion, I was a white bone spirit, extremely sensitive to death and vitality, this bird's egg, it seems to be being conceived by my power!

Quickly withdrew the infusion of fusion power, and looked back to see that the housekeeper Yu was standing respectfully in the distance, and did not look in the direction of my side, I was relieved, I did not inject the fusion power into the Variety Xuan Paper, not only for fear that the city lord would find out, but also because the devouring power of the bird egg was too strong, and I couldn't support it at all!

Although it has been more than a month since I got this variety of rice paper, I still can't understand this thing, if it is really as ordinary as the city lord said, then why is the change now?

A day later, I removed the barrier, followed Steward Yu back to listen to Yuxuan, but did not take out a variety of rice paper and Jiangshan pen, although I have not seen the figure of the city lord for many days, but this person is too treacherous, just like an old fox, I have to guard against it!

After retiring from the housekeeper, I sat down cross-legged against the moonlight, quietly hid the variety of rice paper in the dantian in my body, and continued to provide for it with the power of fusion, this is the difference between immortal cultivators and demons, demons can absorb a magic weapon in their own dantian, and raise this magic weapon.

In this way, day after day, I used this to cover up the Variety Rice Paper in my cultivation body, for more than half a month, and during this time I still did not see the figure of the City Lord, although I had also inquired with the Steward Yu, but there was no result in the slightest, and the same was true of the Variety Rice Paper, as if all these changes were just my fantasy.

After copying the mural early, I went back to Tingyuxuan, practicing cross-kneeled as usual, this half month not only consolidated my own cultivation and made the foundation more solid, but also faintly felt that I had reached a bottleneck, and the feeling of blockage became more and more intense.

Just when I was upset about the realm, the variety of rice paper in my body suddenly changed! The original white paper first turned into the shape of a scroll, and then the egg in the scroll actually exuded a vitality that was three points stronger than before! I was overjoyed, and just wanted to find out, suddenly the vitality of the egg began to drain wildly!

Before I could react, the vitality of that egg completely dissipated, like a dead thing! This sudden mutation overwhelmed me, I was expecting this bird egg to hatch some powerful divine beast, and then help me kill the mysterious person and the city lord, but now it's all in vain!

Just when I was depressed, the scroll began to emit an earthy yellow light, and a vicissitudes of life spread from my body, and I was wrapped in this breath, as if I had entered another world, this world was white, and only a broken egg remained, standing alone in nothingness.

"Did you wake me up?" an old voice resounded through the entire void like thunder, and I, who was already in a state of nothingness, was almost shaken apart by this voice.

"I—I didn't wake you up. I said to the Void, for I really didn't want to wake anyone.

"No wonder. The old voice didn't answer my question, but just said a name I didn't know.

"What is the Heavenly Diagram?" I asked, confused.

"Do you know who I am?" the old voice asked again.

"I don't know the honorific name of the senior, and the junior also woke up the predecessor by mistake. "I'm starting to get serious, this old man can shake my consciousness when he speaks, it's really not to be careless.

"I am the Nine Emperors. ”

"Nine Emperor seniors, forgive the juniors for their ignorance, I don't know how the juniors bothered the seniors?" I asked respectfully towards the void.

"It's not a nuisance, you didn't wake me up, but you just awakened a trace of my human consciousness. ”

Divine Sense? Just a trace of Divine Sense is so powerful? Such a powerful character, should we ask him for a few tricks?

"Junior, putting away your greed and having a heavenly plan is your greatest misfortune. The old man seemed to have seen through the void my careful thoughts, and there was a faint murderous intent in those words.