Yan Xiluo was full of suspicion and didn't believe Momiji's words. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info then hurried out of the garden and headed due south.

Du Yuan took advantage of the fact that the demon maids were busy arranging the venue, and used his divine sense to lock on to the target remotely, parallel along the root of the wall. That Yan Xiluo turned two corners and actually walked into the Zichen Palace.

Du Yuan held his footsteps down, raised his head and looked at the hall that had been caused by him, strictly speaking, it was not "Zeng", it was "will", because it was still far from the 21st century at this moment - to enter or not to enter?

He slowly spread his senses, expanding from a line to a fan, scanning the area of the main hall.

This common technique of Taoism has become more and more proficient in its use.

It felt like a human radar. As soon as a living creature appears in the area, a hazy speckled image appears in his mind, the details are not clear, but the number is clear.

Fortunately, there were no superfluous people in the hall, and after Yan Xiluo's source entered, he stopped for a moment, and then disappeared downward......

Taking advantage of the fact that the target had not completely disappeared, Du Yuan turned his heart sideways, and flashed into the Zichen Hall for the second time.

The Kyoto Imperial Palace in the Edo period was theoretically still the administrative office of the Eastern Emperor. Although the real power was held by the shogunate, the daimyo from all over the country still came here during the New Year's holidays, and it was commonly known as "Kamiraku".

The loyalty to the East Emperor is small, and the feelings of mutual contact are true. If you are not careful, I am afraid that you will be destroyed by other forces.

As the core office of the Eastern Emperor, the Zichen Hall was originally not transferable to others. Helplessly, Grandma Baizun was too strong, and she even occupied this place. Every Shangluo season, the Eastern Emperor has to borrow it back temporarily, temporarily filling the pomp and circumstance - it is really sad enough.

Du Yuan immediately walked sideways against the doorpost, and looked around in a dark corner. Hey, this pomp and circumstance is much more elaborate than that of later generations.

Surrounded by blue and white saros and drapes, gilded palace lamps and embroidered screens are everywhere, and the only thing that remains unchanged is the throne on the high platform. And he disappeared there......

Du Yuan was cautious, leaned his back against the wall, and circled around the hall for half a circle to confirm safety. Immediately swoop down and sneak to the front of the throne. Inch by inch, he tapped the gold bricks with his foot, trying to find the entrance to the dungeon.

After going around for half a circle, it was not until behind the throne that I found a clue.

Yo, isn't it my Immortal Sword on this shelf?

Indeed, just as the Zichen Hall has not yet been burned down, the "Little Karasuma Taidao of the Heavenly Kingdom as an Imperial Object" is still lying here.

Countless thoughts surged in Du Yuan's heart, he returned his hand and pressed the Immortal Sword inserted in his back, and wrapped the bag with a coarse cloth before coming, it felt real to the touch, and it was indeed still there.

The same object, from different times, can exist at the same time by chance in the same space?

If I go back to yesterday, will I meet myself yesterday?

The thought made him feel a little confused. Dan Lao said that if you travel through parallel space, the same thing can coexist on different timelines without interfering with each other.

So what about now? Does this Edo period imperial palace belong to a different timeline or the same timeline, and what will happen if I take this sword again?

He couldn't think of a conclusion for a while, so he had to persuade himself not to be greedy: My magic weapon, it is enough to retrieve a handful, but don't make an accident - for Du Yuan, the newly rising "Rag Collector King" in the cultivation realm, this kind of self-discipline is quite rare.

A floor-to-ceiling gilt bronze lamp caught his attention, this thing had never been seen in the Zichen Hall in later generations.

The lamp is elegantly shaped like a gray crane standing on one leg, with a long beak holding an oil bowl at the tip. This lamp is different in that it is not lit at the moment. And the position is quite strange -- what are you doing behind the chair? Isn't it obvious that it will cause backlight?

Du Yuan studied again and again, and found that the oil bowl held by Hezui was damaged and seemed to be inlaid with several fingerprints. He stretched out his hand and measured the effect of grasping it with five fingers from top to bottom - and then what?

He twisted tentatively, and the gold bricks on the ground suddenly cracked silently, sliding in to the sides, revealing a bluestone staircase that led straight down—the inside was extremely dark.

Yes, this is it!

Du Yuan was worried that there was a time limit for the mechanism to be opened, so he didn't have time to think about it, so he drilled down, and just walked down a dozen steps with his hands on the wall, and the gold bricks above his head closed silently, and he suddenly fell into darkness.

What should I do? Don't worry, just be quiet.

Du Yuan was alone and in danger, but he was calmer than when there were many people. He touched the bone tower in his arms, well-as long as it is there, it is equivalent to a large number of helpers, what are you afraid of-

In a matter of seconds, the eyes had adjusted to this absolute darkness. Originally, the refinement of the body improved the physical fitness, and the improvement of the six senses was not too great.

But since the demon pill of the wine swallowing boy was fused in his body, his eyesight suddenly became stronger, and in this absolute darkness, his pupils could actually shrink into a line, turning the surrounding scenery into a miserable green monochrome effect, and night vision devices.

Maybe the demon clan is more adapted to the dark life...... Du Yuan was overjoyed in his heart, and tiptoed down.

The stairs were quite tortuous, twisted four or five times, and finally came to an underground space seventy or eighty meters deep.

Du Yuan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly bent down to find a big stone to hide behind him, quietly stretched his neck, and peeked in from behind a crack in the stone.

This underground palace is not the appearance of the underground palace he imagined, and it is not even as good as the simple Yin Yang Fish Stone Hall in the Bagua City of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty.

It seems that it is a natural stone cave, and it is not a karst cave, and there is no huge stalactite stalagmite structure. The huge rock in the cave is as tall as a knife, and the surface is extremely rough, which is similar to the seaside reef.

This conjecture is supported by the faint sound of waves coming from the depths of the cave......

The voice, rumbling with a chill, was slow but regular.

Kyoto -- By the sea? Du Yuan shook his head, trying to make himself as sober as possible. No, this land is far from the sea!

“...... Grandma, these ten painters are all the top-ranked in Fuso, far surpassing Utagawa and Toshusai, not to mention the Miyazaki Jun who doesn't know the depth of his skills. If you rush to use them, I'm afraid that the Fuso team will lose to the other two combinations. ”

Yan Xiluo's voice is not far away, obedient to the meaning of the words, presumably Grandma Bai Tomb is also there.

Sure enough, the familiar voice sounded, "Stupid talent--is it really that important who loses and who wins? Grandma, I didn't do it on a whim, but I was entrusted by the big guy in the underworld. Otherwise, do you think they're going to lend out so many of their talents?"

"The slave is shallow, and does not understand the deep meaning. The slave maid was just worried that if Fusang lost, those demon clans who paid attention to this grand event would be discouraged and even disrespectful to their grandmother......"

"Well, you've thought it through. "Grandma Bai Tomb was very satisfied with this expression. "The underworld has to do great things, and the King of Jizo needs to cultivate talents who can participate in the creation of the world, and Mr. Leonardo da Vinci is one of the benchmarks. His talent spans many different fields of art and technology, and he is an invaluable reserve of designers for creating a new world.

Now that the benchmarks have been sent, of course, I want to define whether there are any missing things in the world. The Jizo Dharma says that he needs a design team, so the more people he recruits, the better. The underworld will give the best treatment, solve the problem of household registration in the prefecture, and also send family members to school and employment......"

Yan Xiluo laughed softly, "Who is willing to move to the Netherworld Mansion if they live well-"

"That's not up to me. Once you are taken aback, you have to go if you don't go. Grandma Bai Tomb pondered for a moment, "However, this matter is not trivial. It is said to be a project created by Xianyu to conceal it, and its purpose is unfathomable. We can't afford to offend both sides of the demon clan in the human world, and once we stand on the wrong team, I'm afraid it will cause annihilation. ”

"Oh, I see. "So you take the order, but you don't give your best resources." I can't blame you for not being able to achieve his goal. In the future, if the fairy realm is traced, your joint and several liability will be less...... Moreover, the human world is the base camp of our demon clan, and it is best to keep good talents for their own use. ”

Grandma Bai Tomb snorted coldly, "It's not a good thing to be too smart. Hurry up and sew your mouth and go back to the meeting—I haven't done my makeup yet......"

Suddenly, there were two soft snorts, and Grandma Bai Tomb raised her vigilance, "No, there is the breath of a living person." Who else are you bringing here?"

Yan Xiluo was shocked, "No, I came by myself......"

Before the words fell, a gust of wind blew in the cave with a radius of four hundred square meters, and countless rock crevices tore out sharp whistles.

Du Yuan lay on his stomach tightly behind the big stone at the entrance, holding his breath, trying his best to control his heartbeat--Oh no, careless! This big demon is of a very high level, and he actually noticed my arrival! What should I do?

He was ready to get up and run on his legs at any moment.

After a while, the yin wind subsided slightly, and Yan Xiluo suddenly said, "I smell it too, it seems to be your grandson's breath......"

"Huh?" said Grandma Bai Tomb for a moment, "really." Why, is my grandson here too?"

"No, I just came down from above, and I haven't heard of Brother Jiu Swallow coming. Hasn't he been cultivating in the Great Rivers and Mountains Hundred Ghost Palace?"

"Not really. He had been here just a few days ago. No, the last five faces of Baikongri are the latest ones he honors me. ”

Du Yuan's mind was spinning quickly - it was not surprising that the wine-swallowing boy was still alive in this time and space, but it was strange that he gave his grandmother "dough"? I don't know what kind of flavor it was...... Spicy or sweet and sour?

"That's right, it must have been the mana he used when he peeled the skin to keep these faces so fresh." The smell you always smell must come from these skins......"

Du Yuan trembled when he heard this, and almost burst out of his urine. This...... Be a little more ruthless!

"Hmm...... Makes sense, it seems I'm suspicious. Can you help grandma see which one should I wear when I attend the ceremony?"

"Of course it's a new one!" Yan Xiluo was very excited to receive this favor. "I'll take a look at the last five...... Well, the first one is a little baby fat, and the face is too big, and at first glance it is a girl from a local rich man in Kansai, but it is not like Kyoto Prefecture, I guess it is from Osaka, right? ”

"What about the second one?"

"This second one...... It's proper not to be fat or thin, and the facial features are still exquisite, but these phoenix eyes and fish tails are too high, coquettish and noble, and they are not worthy of your prestige. ”

"Continue ......"

Hearing her grandmother's encouragement, Yan Xiluo became more and more excited. "Of the remaining three, the most outstanding is the penultimate one. You see, this skin is like clotted fat, and the water can be broken when it is blown, and it is still white and red when peeled off. The peroneal muscles are contained but not exposed, the cheeks are just like butterfly wings, the corners of the mouth are spring, the nose is full but the entrance is restrained, the middle is as deep as a teaspoon, the eyebrows are thick but shaved, and with your old black teeth - I think you are the first beauty in the world!"

Smack, I don't know what Grandma Bai Tomb patted her, "What a pair of sharp teeth, it's aggrieved to say that you are stupid on weekdays." Well, the vision is not bad...... I heard my grandson say that this face originally belonged to a maid in the Sensoji Teahouse, what is the name of Abei...... It is probably soaked in Buddhist scriptures and fragrant tea every day, and it is not stained with ordinary dust and fireworks. Therefore, my grandson took a fancy to it, hooked him into the wilderness and sucked the marrow, and peeled off the dough as a salutation......"

"Namba Ya Abei of Sensoji Temple!" Yan Xiluo exclaimed, "Ayuyo, what I'm talking about—she's one of the three beauties of this dynasty." ”

"Oh?" Grandma Bai Tomb was stunned, "Who are the other two?"

"Takashimaya Aku, who runs a department store at home, and Toyohina Toyomoto, a geisha, are known as 'Kansei Sanmei'!"

"Wonderful! go and send a message to Jiu Tun, and send those two faces together next month-"