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It was almost dusk, the sun was setting, and the clouds on the horizon were dyed with a layer of red, like a fire, and the heat between the white rimmers had faded slightly.

In the Daming Palace, in front of a palace, more than a dozen guards in light armor, with their hands on the handle of the long knife at their waists, guarded tightly around the palace.

Above the palace, a bright yellow plaque is written with three big characters of 'Huangji Palace'.

The palace door was closed, and an old man in a purple shirt with a white face and beard lowered his eyes and blocked the door.

Two middle-aged men in plain light clothes faced the palace gate and stood quietly under the corridor, and behind them, there were a group of men and women, about a dozen, some older and some young.

The afterglow of the setting sun was obliquely shining, and beads of sweat the size of beans on their foreheads slid down their cheeks, and their bodies were already wet.

Not far from them, there were a few big trees, but no one wanted to hide in the cool place, and they still stood with their hands down.

In the crowd, there was a 'click' sound, and a slender woman, impatient and hot, collapsed to the ground.

The old man in front of the palace opened his eyes slightly, glanced into the distance, and immediately two palace maids walked out and picked up the collapsed woman and helped her away.

A middle-aged man reached out and wiped the beads of sweat that were about to drip into his eyes, glanced at the old man, and said softly: "Father-in-law, how long will it take for us to go in and see my father?"

The old man looked at the ground and said, "King Chen, don't worry, now that Heavenly Master Ren is inside, cooperate with the blessing ritual of the 'Heavenly Master's View' outside the palace, and bring blessings into the body for the emperor, or wait patiently." ”

The middle-aged man beside King Chen said: "Ren Xiaoshi prayed for the emperor, and he has always been in the 'Heavenly Master View', and he has never entered his father's palace as he does now. Father-in-law, we have been waiting for two ri, and I am really worried about my father, so please go in and report it, let us go in and have a look, and pray for my father. ”

The old man said: "The Heavenly Master is a fairy-like figure, how dare I disturb him lightly? Although King Heng's words are courteous, I really dare not disturb the Heavenly Master and the Emperor, please forgive King Xuan." ”

His eyes fell again.

The two middle-aged men glanced at each other, and through the anxiety in each other's eyes, they seemed to see what each other was thinking.

Behind the crowd, there was a sound of footsteps, a young man in his early twenties, thin and thin, dressed in silk and jade belts, in a hurry, sweating profusely, standing quietly at the end of the crowd, gasping slightly, and hurriedly wiping the sweat from his forehead.

That Chen Wang turned his head slightly to look at him, and the young man nodded hurriedly, looking frightened, but he didn't dare to make a voice lightly.

King Chen only glanced at him, snorted slightly in his nose, then turned his head and said to King Heng beside him: "Second brother, at this time, why didn't the third brother come, but let his son come? ”

King Heng said lightly: "Seven years ago, the third brother went out of the capital, don't you know?

Chen Wang said: "The third brother was born in the royal family, but he likes to practice martial arts, if he is peaceful today, and he doesn't need to lead troops to fight, he doesn't know what the use is." His son is a nerd again, and he even lives in the mountains outside the city to study, comparing himself with those sour people, these two fathers and sons have their own advantages, but they don't understand the way of the royal family, they are really the outliers of my royal family. What if you come?

King Heng glanced at him and said, "Each has its own good, and there is nothing bad about it." Fifth brother, with you and me staying here, it's enough, don't you say?

King Chen didn't seem to be able to hear the meaning of the word 'enough' in his words, and he didn't move, but stood respectfully.

Some mockery flashed in King Heng's eyes, and he stopped talking.

Little by little, time passed.

Above the Imperial Palace, an extremely faint phantom suddenly appeared, falling down.

The door of the palace opened silently and closed again, only in the blink of an eye.

In front of everyone's eyes, no one noticed anything abnormal, and the old man stood closest, and he was at a loss to know the changes in the palace gate behind him.

In the Imperial Palace, a huge dragon bed, Huang slowly rolled up, there was an old man on the bed, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be sleeping.

A Taoist wearing a purple gold gossip robe, sitting cross-legged in front of the dragon bed.

Without warning, Qin Shi appeared behind the purple-robed Daoist out of thin air.

Qin Shi's divine sense locked him firmly, and he stood behind him, and he didn't make any moves immediately, this person didn't notice it.

He reached out of his sleeve with one hand and gently pressed it on the head of the purple-robed Taoist.

Until Qin Shi's hand was about to touch the top of the purple-robed Daoist's head, he seemed to have a sense, and suddenly a burst of yin qi on his body turned, and they all gathered behind him, and the temperature in this palace dropped suddenly.

Qin Shi was slightly surprised, this person seemed to want to explode.

However, Qin Shi didn't even pause, his hand suddenly accelerated, and he patted the head of this person, and the surging yin qi immediately calmed down.

Qin Shi turned this purple-robed Daoist around, and it turned out that his face was still covered with a layer of black mist, and he couldn't see clearly.

However, this layer of black mist couldn't stop Qin Shi's divine sense at all, and inside was a thin face

Qin Shi glanced at this person, and suddenly stretched out his hand and broke his bun.

This person's head is separated, and in the middle of the top of the head, there is a boxy black pattern printed on it, as if it was born on the top of this person's head, which is extremely strange

In the middle of this black pattern, black lines are winding, like seal characters.

Qin Shi found this person with his divine sense according to the yin qi remaining in the Taoist temple of the old master, and the breath on this pattern and the breath in the secret room all came out of the same source, which was what attracted Qin Shi. This person's cultivation is nothing more than the first martial arts master in the marrow washing period, and all the yin qi on his body comes from this black pattern.

This black pattern is not just as simple as the outside, it seems to be imprinted on this person's body, but in fact, it is deeply imprinted into the depths of his three souls, and has been connected with his three souls, and is deeply rooted

This seems to be a kind of ghost path secret method, even Qin Shi has never seen it, for ordinary monks, it is not easy to pull this pattern out of this person's body without damaging this person's soul!

Qin Shi took out a talisman seal from the Qiankun bag and slapped it on the head of the person, calming the black pattern and his mud pill palace.

His consciousness radiated, straight into this person's body, and saw his three souls clearly, and after a while, a finger pointed out, right at the center of his eyebrows.

The three souls of this person were suddenly in a commotion, and they were about to disperse, but they were stopped by the talisman seal on their heads.

After a few breaths, his three souls gradually calmed down.

At this moment, Qin Shi suddenly stretched out his hand and removed the talisman seal on his head.

Above the purple-robed Daoist's head, the black pattern emitted wisps of yin qi, slowly emerging from his head.

After a dozen breaths, the black pattern on the top of the person's head finally broke away from the top of his head and began to slowly dissipate.

With a wave of Qin Shi's hand, a blue light spilled out, wrapping the pattern inside and holding it in his hand.

This pattern is used to control the soul of a person, and this person is controlled by a person!

However, Qin Shi precipitated this pattern from the body of this purple-robed Dao person, but he faintly felt that this thing was different from the ordinary ghost Dao secret method, and it actually made him faintly have a strange feeling when he saw his own statue.

Qin Shi held the pattern shrouded in blue light with one hand, and the fingers of the other hand were still on the center of the person's eyebrows, and said, "Who are you?"

"One of the three protectors of the Heavenly Master Dao, Liu Changxin. "The purple robe is humane.

"Why is there a vision above your head?" Qin Shi said. Word.

"Me?" said the purple-robed Taoist, "There is no vision above my head. ”

Qin Shi said: "Why are you here?"

"I am ordered by the sect master to take care of the Heavenly Master's view, and I am naturally in the view!"

"Where is your sect leader?

"I don't know. ”

Qin Shi groaned, knowing that this person had been manipulated, but he didn't know it.

To be able to use such means against him in the Heavenly Master Concept, and what he is pretending to be here is the Heavenly Master Taoist Master, and the most likely person who does something to him is the Heavenly Master Taoist Master himself!

What does this Heavenly Master Taoist Sect Master want, and what is his intention in doing so?

He turned his head to look at the dragon bed.

The old man on the dragon bed, his cheeks have been deflated, his body is cold, and he has been dead for more than a day, judging from his face, he can vaguely see the image of Li Chengyu, the king of letters.

In fact, before Qin Shi came in, he knew that he was dead.

Judging from Li Chengyu's body, he was not killed by some evil law, and there was nothing abnormal in his body, but his body was weak and sick, and Shouyuan naturally died in the end, but unfortunately he couldn't ask him what happened after the first war of the Emperor's Mausoleum.

In Qin Shi's heart, he didn't sigh.

He just wanted to see if there were any monks with strange arts, like the blood spirit ancestor of the Emperor, who hijacked the Ming Emperor and influenced the Great Tomorrow, but now it seems that he has no such worries. It's just that this Li Chengyu has obviously been dead for more than a day, but in the Heavenly Master's view, he is still doing things for him, and this purple-robed Taoist is still staying here, and a thousand people outside are still at a loss, and there must be a reason for this.

He glanced at the pattern he was holding in his hand, stayed no longer, turned into a phantom again, and left the palace silently.