Yu Dao Qiankun

Chapter 276
In the Holy Queen's Temple, the girl squatted beside Peng Yu's body, poking his face curiously.

"So soft."

Although he was dead, the body was still warm.

The girl poked her face, then took his palm.

Pair it with your own palm, and it will be bigger in a circle.

"Strange, why not?"

As a person who closely followed Zhuan Yang, Zhiming knew the identity of "Kunhao" Immortal Qiankun, as well as the ring on his finger.But after repeated groping, he couldn't find those hidden rings on his hands.

"However... Your Highness's fingers are really suitable for playing the piano."

The girl hides in Zhuan Yang's shadow and often hears Peng Yu playing the piano.

No matter how much she likes her master, she has to admit that His Royal Highness Zhao Wang is more talented and talented in the way of qin music.

Squatting beside her, the girl held her chin up with one hand while playing with Peng Yu's hair with the other.

This is the first time Zhiming has formally looked at the appearance of "King Zhao".

"It is indeed handsome, just like the eldest son - he will definitely be a playboy in the future."

Although not as much as her admiration for Zhuan Yang, she has a certain fondness for Peng Yu.

And Yun Xian'er.

To the master's two friends, Zhiming reciprocated his kindness.

Of course, it is also related to the looks of this handsome man and beautiful woman.

Originally, the master was already very handsome, but in front of these two people, the master's appearance was ranked at the bottom instead.

So angry!

And His Highness's skin——

The girl touched her face, and couldn't help feeling a little bit of jealousy in her heart.

"I haven't eaten Zhuyan Pill, why don't I have such a good skin? Is this also the advantage of Kunwu Eucharist?"

Kunwu's holy body fits the sun and the moon, and is not afraid of the sun's rays.Even under the light of the sun and the moon, the Holy Body automatically completes the metabolism, keeping the body in the most perfect state.

Sunlight and moonlight are the greatest tonics of Kunwu Holy Body.

Even though Peng Yu deliberately transformed the Qiankun Immortal Physique, this physical quality did not disappear.Not only the skin, but hair, teeth, nails... all parts of the body are nourished by the essence of the sun and the moon.

Zhiming looked left and right, saw no one was around, so he simply opened his robe and checked carefully.

In the end, I have to admit the advantages of the Kunwu Eucharist.

"The top ten divine bodies are really extraordinary."

Not only the Kunwu Saint Physique, but also the beauty-retaining technique of the Xuanmi Immortal Physique amazed Zhiming.

On the contrary, it is my master's Tianwu True Body...

Thinking of Zhuan Yang's experience of getting acne, the girl shook her head.

The same body, it seems that the direction of specialization is not the same.

The girl hugged her knees with both hands, and sat obediently beside Peng Yu, waiting for her master to return.

She also silently prayed in her heart that the master's business would go smoothly.

"It's fine with the princess of the Yin and Yang Daotian. Your Highness... Your Highness, why are you from the Kunwu clan?"

The girl sighed faintly.

The eldest son arranged for himself to come to the master's side, and repeatedly warned him.Let yourself be sure to supervise the relationship between Master and King Zhao, and try to interrupt if necessary.

The Kunwu clan has been the thorn in the heart of the Zhuansun clan for thousands of years.

"If you wake up, you must be nice to the master. If the master takes such a big risk to save you, if... if you dare to let him down, even if it is beyond your power, I will definitely kill you."

It was late at night.

Seeing the moon shining in the sky, Zhi Ming felt a little uneasy.

Standing up and hugging the corpse, protected by the divine power of the Holy Queen, the corpse was still warm.

Carefully hiding the corpse behind the statue, Zhiming went down the mountain to find Zhuanyang.

The villages and towns at the foot of the mountain are lit up, and each household sends out lights and gathers in the square.

Zhi Ming secretly heaved a sigh of relief when he saw his master walking with the mayor.

"It seems that it has been successful?"

The essence of Wanjia lights is the will of all living beings, which requires voluntary donations.

After Zhuan Yang went down the mountain, he went directly to the mayor to make a deal.

Ask the mayor to help, contact each household to lend lights.

Although it is not as good as doing it yourself, the borrowed lights are enough for the golden lotus flame lamp.

At the time of Zi, Zhuan Yang invited two sorcerers to go up the mountain together, and sent the lanterns of Wanjia to the Temple of the Holy Empress.

Zhi Ming came back first, dragged the corpse out from behind the statue, and rearranged the lotus lantern.

"Zhiming, how is he doing?"

"No problem, the ceremony can be performed."

Zhuan Yang signaled the sorcerer to open the Qiankun pocket, and oil lamps, candles, and lanterns flew out of the pocket.Dim lights illuminate the ancestral hall, like shining fireflies, gradually approaching the Golden Lotus Flame Lamp.

Suddenly, the lotus lantern emits five-color rays of light.

The statue of the Holy Queen also burst into bright white light.

"The holy queen has appeared!"

Seeing the brilliance of the statue, the two townsman warlocks quickly knelt down and saluted.

Zhuan Yang stared at the statue, only to see the statue walking from the lotus, waving his sleeves to gather the candlelight all over the sky, and cooperating with the golden lotus flame lamp to activate the spell, injecting a ball of life flame into Peng Yu's body.

……

In a daze, Peng Yu heard someone calling his name.

"Peng Yu...Peng Yu..."

Youyou woke up and found herself leaning on the altar, surrounded by lamps and candles.

Zhuan Yang was standing on his left, wiping the incense table.

He wanted to get up, but the severe pain in his body came again, and the pain was so painful that he could only lie down.

"Don't move around, just lie down."

Zhuan Yang squatted down to check his condition.

"Zhuan Yang, did someone call me when I was unconscious just now?"

"Calling you?" Zhuan Yang's eyes flashed, he shook his head and said, "No, I've been sitting by the side, and I haven't seen anyone calling for you."

Peng Yu looked around and asked suspiciously, "Where is this? I am..."

"This is the Temple of the Holy Empress. You fell asleep just now and just woke up now."

"Sleeping? Do you need to put 'Lights of Thousands of Houses' on to sleep?"

Peng Yu was not stupid. He checked his body and saw a flaming badge on his chest.

"I just died?"

"..."

"So, you choose to use Wanjia lights?"

Seeing the lamps around him, Peng Yu didn't understand what was going on?

"Thank you...cough cough...thank you."

"Hmph, I just don't want to get myself into trouble."

Stand up again and wipe the incense case.

"If something happens to you, your father will definitely settle the score with me. I just want to protect myself."

This time he was able to survive, it is indeed the Holy Queen's credit.Therefore, Zhuan Yang honestly helped the Holy Queen clean the ancestral hall, which was regarded as an expression of gratitude.

Peng Yu smiled, having been with Zhuan Yang for decades, how could he not understand Zhuan Yang's character.

Because he couldn't get up, he lay on the ground and looked at the statue: "Zhuan Yang doesn't have the real essence of the immortal family. You must have shot it?"

The god statue suddenly said: "This palace is just a ray of divine consciousness, which cannot remove the divine poison on your body. This fire of life can only last for three hours. If there is no antidote for three hours, you will definitely die."

Zhuan Yang paused, his face turned cold.

Peng Yu was very calm.

"No problem, I'll go to Emperor Li, he should have a solution."

Calling Zhuan Yang to help him get up, Zhuan Yang shook his head and said, "Wait a minute, then go later."

Zhi Ming sent the two warlocks down the mountain, and also sent some money to the townspeople.

Of course, the real reward will wait until the two of them get through this difficult time.

I believe that not only himself, but he will also give a large amount of gifts to the townspeople.

Peng Yu's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at the shadow under Zhuan Yang's feet.

Under the light, his shadow continued to lengthen.

But Peng Yu could feel that something was missing from the shadow.

"By the way, how do you feel now? Can you activate mana?"

"No. Every cell in my body has been penetrated by the divine poison, not to mention Qiankun Dao Qi, even Kunwu's divine power has been locked."

Linghuang's poisoned wine restrained the Kunwu clan, because the original imaginary enemy was the empress.

The Empress is the granddaughter of the first God Emperor and the cousin of the third God Emperor.

After marrying into Tiangong, she practiced the "Kunwu Heavenly Emperor Sutra" with Emperor Ren.Under the personal guidance of Emperor Ren, her Kunwu divine power is as pure as the real Kunwu royal family.Because of this, she can replace Renhuang to support Jiuzhong Qingxiao and become the fourth emperor.

But she didn't die under the wine, but Emperor Li died because of the poisoned wine,

Before his death, for unknown reasons, Linghuang took the initiative to drink a cup of "Jueshen Wine" brewed by himself.

King Gao Yang didn't know whether it was guilt or regret.He also drank a cup of Jue Shen wine before he died.

The divine wine that was originally used to deal with the big enemy ended up poisoning himself and his two elder brothers.

I don't know what Linghuang thinks about this situation.

This ridiculous thought came to Peng Yu's mind, but in the end he had to worry about his own situation.

Back then, Emperor Li didn't last even a day, how many hours can he last when it's his turn?
Soon, Zhiming rushed back to the Temple of the Holy Empress.

"Owner."

Zhuan Yang's heart skipped a beat when he saw Zhiming, and then looked at Peng Yu next to him, his expression was as usual, and he didn't seem surprised by this.

"Which... let me introduce, she is—"

"Needless to say, I understand. Your maid..." Peng Yu said lightly, "Should he have just caught up? Or maybe the house is nearby, so you just pull it over to help?"

Seeing that he took the initiative to make excuses for himself, Zhuan Yang stopped talking.

"Zhi Ming, pack up, we are ready to go."

"No, master, I feel someone approaching. It seems...it seems to be Yan's..."

Yan's!

Zhuan Yang looked cold.

Although this family is also relatives, it is obvious that the visitor is not kind.

"It's not too late, let's go right away."

"Wait..." Peng Yu stopped him: "If we leave now, will those people blame the townspeople down the mountain?"

Zhuan Yang was startled, and retracted his raised foot: "Then what do you mean?"

"Zhi Ming, you go first in the airship and lure those people away. Of course, this matter is very dangerous. So, you can abandon the ship and leave on the way. Go directly to Liushan County and wait for us."

Zhiming looked hesitant, and silently looked at Zhuanyang.

"Listen to him, you go first, we will go later."

Peng Yu: "The airship departs from the shrine, and it is best to leave under their noses. Only in this way can they be truly lured away. Therefore, Zhuan Yang and I stay here for a while. Holy Queen, can we hide here for a while? ?”

The statue looked at the three of them, and a dark corridor opened under the altar.

"Thank you, Queen."

After repeatedly instructing Zhiming to be careful, Zhuan Yang hides in the secret room under the altar with Peng Yu on his back.

The pale golden divine power spread from the statue, hiding the whereabouts of the two of them.

The two warrior auras from outside were getting closer and closer, Zhi Ming looked serious, and she kowtowed three times to the statue.

"Your Majesty, please protect Master and Your Highness."

After speaking, she drove the airship and left quickly.

Seeing the airship fleeing like a rainbow, the two masters of the Yan family were stunned, and one of them hurried to catch up.

But the other person didn't chase after him, Yan Yingwang looked at the Holy Queen's Temple in thought.

"Brother, you go after it first, I'll take a look below."

He fell down and stood in front of the Temple of the Holy Queen.

"The Holy Queen..."

As the ancestor of the Kunwu family, the Yan family naturally did not have a good impression of the holy queen.However, the blood of Zhuansun's family flows in Yan's body, and the source is traced back to the Holy Queen.

In addition to the various benefits arranged by the Holy Queen for the citizens of Dakun.In the Yan family, the holy queen is a goddess who is both respected and hated.

Walking forward, a pale golden barrier blocked him.

bang——

Shengang blasted away the barrier, and Yan Yingwang stepped across the threshold.

Inside the shrine, traces of Wanjia lights are still there.Many candles and lamps are still burning.

"The lights of thousands of houses are the power of praying for blessings? Is King Zhao still alive?"

Yan Yingwang looked gloomy, and slowly glanced around.

Peng Yu and Zhuan Yang hid under the altar.

The darkroom is not big, and the air is very turbid.There is a small round platform inside, enshrining a piece of divine jade.Presumably it was used for blessing when the Holy Queen's Temple was established.

"It's not good." Zhuan Yang's heart sank: "The 'Tibetan God Jade' is not placed inside the statue, but in a dark room. If the chasing soldiers come down to check—"

Suddenly, he noticed a movement in his arms.

Looking down, Peng Yu's face was pale, his forehead was sweating, and he bit his lip tightly, bleeding had already begun.

so painful?
He hurriedly checked Peng Yu's condition, and Peng Yu shook his head quickly, enduring the pain from the divine poison spreading in his body, made a gesture, and pointed upwards.

Linghuang's poisoned wine is too powerful.

The nerves are stimulated all the time, causing severe pain.

Even if Linghuang was his idol, Peng Yu scolded Linghuang hundreds of times in his heart.

It's good, why do you have to study this kind of poisonous wine that restrains Qiankun and Kunwu attributes.

Well, dealing with other people is a one-sided trick.And I suffer from both sides!

A slight groan sounded in the closed dark room, and Zhuan Yang hurriedly covered his mouth.

Yan Yingwang stood in the shrine, and there was a small sound suddenly in the empty ancestral hall.

He changed his face and looked at the statue in front of him.

He approached step by step, and finally his eyes fell on the foot of the altar.

"Is this a dark format?"

He reached out to touch the altar, but was bounced away by a faint halo.

"Holy Empress, can't it be so unfair? You help King Zhao survive and let them hide. Did you forget that the Zhuansun family is also your descendant."

You are not a serious Zhuansun family, what kind of relatives are you talking about!

In the dark room, Zhuan Yang scolded the members of the Yan clan outside in his heart.

Relying on a little bit of blood in my family to recognize relatives indiscriminately.The holy queen is a decent old grandmother of the Kunwu clan. Could it be that she doesn't help the apse and help your family destroy the Kunwu clan?
As the footsteps stopped and approached gradually, Zhuan Yang became more anxious.

How to do how to do?
The other party has already noticed the two of them, should we rush out and fight with him?
Although I am sure of winning, will I provoke reinforcements after revealing my identity?

Hiss—

There was pain in the palm of his hand, Zhuan Yang looked down and saw that Peng Yu was biting his hand, enduring the pain of divine poison.

Seeing him enduring the pain in this way, Zhuan Yang's heart swelled, and he simply sent it up, making Peng Yu bite even bigger, and blocked his mouth by the way.

"You guy owes me a big debt! If you owe me anything later, it will be written off. You will pay me a large sum of money! Well, you will pay me for decades of armor and weapons!"

It hurts!
Zhuan Yang endured the pain and tensed his face.

It is said that this guy has sharp teeth, but his teeth are too sharp, right?
Zhuan Yang could feel that he was already bleeding!
But I have to sigh in my heart, I just got so hurt after being bitten by my teeth a few times.But what kind of pain is this guy enduring all the way?

At this time, he noticed that Peng Yu poked himself and stuffed something into his other hand.

click-

The secret room was opened again, the candlelight spilled in, and a palm filled with divine energy directly blasted...

　Well, the plot of Zhuan Yang was deleted again.

　　Feeling unable to write something sensational, Zhuan Yang ran down the mountain by himself to collect the plots of Wanjia lights, skip it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)