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Chapter 399 Hunyuan Shape Refining Technique, the night of the gods is chaotic

After the ancestor of the Luo family finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.

An ancestor of an aristocratic family shook his head and said: "Master Wang studies heaven and man, but after all, he is a bit pedantic. If you want to do something, how can you not bear the price."

Another old man was worried, "Master Wang has many schemes. The government army opened up wasteland because he and Emperor Yan discussed together. Now the two have turned their faces. Could it be that they are plotting against me?"

"What's the point of calculating?"

The ancestor of the Luo family looked gloomy, "Now I understand that Emperor Yan's goal is not only to unify the human race, but also to strengthen the royal family and gather forces from all over the world."

"Everyone, think about the middle period of the Great Wei Dynasty. The royal family was powerful, and the thousand-year-old family lived in fear. If there hadn't been a dispute with Xuantian Dao, the family would have been wiped out. Now, it's just a soft knife to cut the flesh..."

After listening, everyone was silent.

After going through ups and downs, they knew that what the ancestor of the Luo family said was right, otherwise they would not come to the capital of God together.

Now that Emperor Yan's lifespan is over, and the crown prince is in charge of the country, there is still talk among several families. If the royal family completely controls the general situation, then there will be no chance.

An old man said in a deep voice: "Right now it is completely on the table, what should we do next?"

"Of course it's Mrs. Wang!"

The ancestor of the Luo family looked indifferently into the distance: "Whether he really fell out with Emperor Yan or not, since he is finished, it is up to him whether he can withdraw..."

……

By the time the East Palace banquet ended, night had already fallen.

Wang Xuangang was about to leave, but was stopped by the crown prince. At the same time, Chen Leishan from Longzhou and Linghu Chi from Dianzhou stayed behind.

Prince Duguxi raised his glass and laughed, "The few people left behind are all for the purpose of making a deal."

"My lord Wang wants to forge a magic weapon. Marshal Chen Huowu needs Lihuo Peacock Silk Nest, Wei family's golden silkworm Gu silk cocoon. Lord Wang has a lot of good things in his hands. Don't miss this opportunity..."

How could the prince be involved in this matter?

Wang Xuanzheng was surprised, but he saw Uncle Yang come out from the back of the palace, cupped his hands and smiled, "Don't blame the two captains, I have a request for Wang Duwei to help him, so I begged the prince."

Longzhou Chen Leishan laughed, "The crown prince said, of course it is easy to say, the Lihuo peacock builds a nest every 50 years, and there is still one in the mountain city."

When Wang Xuan saw Uncle Yang Guo's appearance, he immediately knew that the other two had been completed, he was overjoyed, and smiled, "I don't know how Chen Duwei can give up love?"

"I want five dragon crystal golden feather arrows!"

Chen Leishan's complexion became serious, "Captain Wang also knows that my mother is guarding the Great Wall of Ice and Snow, the barbarians in the ice plain are fierce, and those barbarian priests have even weird spells. Of course, the more cards you have, the better."

"I also know that this request is too much, but Captain Wang can rest assured, I swear in the name of the Chen family that the Dragon Crystal Golden Feather Arrow will never leave the Great Wall of Ice and Snow!"

Wang Xuan pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Yes."

To be honest, the root of the Dragon Crystal Golden Feather Arrow lies in the geomagnetic Dragon Crystal, and now the source of the goods is in his hands, and he is not afraid of imitation at all.

Besides, the Dragon Crystal Golden Feather Arrow is just the trump card at this stage.

Linghu Chi was obviously a little moved, but after hesitating for a while, he said: "I, the Linghu family, took charge of the Jiuqu Tianhe Navy for the first time, and found that most of the equipment was old. I planned to renovate the military equipment and needed a lot of five-color copper, but next year the Ministry of Industry quota Already divided..."

Wang Xuan smiled and said: "Brother Linghu, don't worry, Yong'an has already expanded the workshop in Taikang, a new city, and the output can be doubled."

Linghu Chi also showed a satisfied smile, "That's very good, I will send a message and ask them to deliver it immediately."

After a transaction, everyone is satisfied.

After Chen Leishan and Linghu Chi left, Uncle Yang Guo breathed a sigh of relief and told the story.

"Sima Wei?"

Wang Xuan's eyes moved, "This woman is cruel and ruthless, everyone in Huaizhou is feared like a poisonous scorpion, I am not surprised at all if she wants to do something to her own family, but the prince must be careful of deceit."

Prince Duguxi smiled and said: "Don't worry, Captain Wang, Gu knows it well. When the time comes, we will see you."

As he said that, his face became solemn, "Princess Sanjue of Ghost City has become a dead body immortal. In fact, the royal family has already known about it, but firstly, she has integrated her dharma body into the veins of the earth. If she kills her, it will cause the earth dragon to shake. Secondly, there are many secrets of the royal family of Wei Dynasty. Take it out a little bit."

"She has revealed the clues of the Conferred God Technique, and the emperor is very happy, but this matter is of great importance, and it cannot be revealed at the moment."

Wang Xuan nodded, "This subordinate knows."

When they left the East Palace, there was already a curfew, the moon was cold and snowy, and the lights were dimmed. Apart from patrolling soldiers, only Wang Xuan and Tu Su Ziming rode their horses on the street.

Tu Su Ziming, who had been silent all night, finally said: "My lord, the prince seems to be hiding something, and has not made any arrangements for the current situation."

Wang Xuan nodded and said: "Naturally, the Emperor hasn't shown up for a long time, Guangyuan Zhenjun also didn't show up in Shendu, Tie Zhenren just transmitted the sound, let me try to stay out of the house these days, it seems that something big is going to happen what…"

Tu Su Ziming looked worried, "Could it be possible to fight?"

Wang Xuan said in a deep voice: "At the moment, we can no longer participate in this matter, just wait and see how the situation changes."

Back at the old house of the Mo family, Xiao Zhongmou, who had been waiting for a long time, reported the affairs of the Bingzhou Chamber of Commerce.

A day of hustle and bustle, but Wang Xuan did not fall asleep, but sat cross-legged on the couch, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

When approaching Zizi, Wang Xuan suddenly opened his eyes.

On the list of the deduction disk of the Dao of Heaven, there is already an additional "Hunyuan Refining Shape Art": Hunyuan is the beginning of vitality, one life is two, two is three, three is metamorphosis, and even Jiuxuan, from nine to one, is the truth of Taoism also…

There were many visions in his mind, and Wang Xuan also instantly understood the true meaning of "Hunyuan Shape Refining Technique".

The methods in the world often have their own strengths. For example, Taiyin and the sun pursue the extreme of yin and yang, Qingyi Pavilion's non-phase visualization is better than illusion, and Taiyi teaches Jindan visualization to seek the true meaning.

However, the Hunyuan shape refining technique of the royal family is closer to the legendary ancient qi refiner, who visualized himself as nothingness, absorbed the spirit qi of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, and gave birth to innate qi.

To put it simply, it is to give up the specialties of various exercises, but at the same time, it can also swallow all kinds of spiritual qi and melt them into the body.

This method is a bit rough...

After watching it, Wang Xuan was not too sure.

There are advantages, but the disadvantages are also great. If all of them are turned into Hunyuan Qi, will the power of Yin-Yang Xuansha be reduced?

After thinking about it, Wang Xuan re-recorded the two exercises before starting the fusion, so that even if it fails, it will not be affected.

After doing this, he looked out the window.

The materials have been collected. Once transported to the capital, Jinxiu Pavilion will be able to make it with all its strength. I don't know if it will be completed before the Shangyuan Festival...

……

While Wang Xuan was contemplating, there was something in the gods, but it was gradually brewing.

Nancheng, Jinshufang.

There are millions of people in Shendu, and there are naturally rich and poor. In the northern city, there are many officials and nobles. In the other cities, there are rich and noble places where merchants gather, and there are also poor places where poor people live. Jinshufang is one of them.

This square city is famous for making coffins, but the materials used are simple, and most of the buyers are poor people, so it is also nicknamed "Golden Coffin Square".

The production of the coffin is also very particular. Even if the remnant soul has disappeared, the evil spirit in the chest has dissipated, something is wrong with the coffin, the corpse will change over time, and some villains often steal the coffin to exchange money, so there are many strange things happening.

Under such circumstances, the people of Shendu are naturally unwilling to live in it, so the housing prices in this square city are low, which attracts all kinds of people from all walks of life who have been in Shendu.

A down-and-out scholar who sells letters for a living, a down-and-out swordsman, a magician with a dubious identity, an unlucky entertainer... Bandits and evil cultivators are also indispensable.

Under such circumstances, Jinshufang naturally became the most chaotic place in the city of gods. Even robbers regarded it as a cesspit. Dead people appeared every two days, and crimes were even more common.

Naturally, the imperial court raided this place many times, but with little effect.Because people can catch and even kill, but they can't cut one thing—poor!

After several visits, the imperial court had no choice but to give up this place, so Jinshufang became an ugly scar in the bustling city of gods.

As midnight approached, the restaurant was still brightly lit and full of noise, the smoke of inferior grass was reeking, and the smell of sweat could be smelled even before entering the door.

"Come, brethren, drink!"

On several wine tables, men painted with dragons and tigers on their bodies drank in big bowls, drunk, their faces were red and their eyes were red, and there was a faint smell of blood on their bodies.

When the guests next to him saw it, they all lowered their heads to avoid their eyes.

The law and order in Jinshufang is chaotic, but there are also many gangs. After all, occupying a few streets, they can get money from those poor people.

From this point of view, it was the celebration banquet after the bloody battle.

Boom!

Suddenly the door was kicked away by someone, several people rushed in, some old and young, all of them were sad and angry, wearing white scarves on their heads.

"Who is Xiong Laosi!"

The leading young man shouted angrily, his eyes turned red.

The big men woke up drunk, and sneered and pulled out the guys from under the table. A bald man with poisonous eyes slowly got up, his eyes were full of murderous intent, "Who are you, why are you yelling?"

The young man took a deep breath, "I tell you to die, the Xicai family Feng's family is in a state of poverty, today you have injured innocent people in the fight with weapons, and the one who died was my father."

Xiong Laosi was slightly taken aback, and then he laughed and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, we are all of the same class, so how much do you want to accompany if you report the number?"

He didn't care.

There are countless branches of Xicaimen, and now those who are capable go to the government army to hang out, no matter how bad they are, they can find a relationship to build a platform, and they can be reduced to Jinshufang.

"Hahaha...money?"

The young man smiled with grief and indignation on his face, and then a few words popped out between his teeth, "Kill, don't let anyone go!"

After all, he led people to rush forward.

To the surprise of the big man, these Xicaimen are not only highly skilled, but also thieves with illusion and fire breathing.

With the shadow of swords and swords and blood splattering, these gangsters were killed completely.

Most of the guests in the restaurant had run away, but there were a few people who remained motionless and looked at each other coldly.

Looking at the mess on the ground, the young man let out a long sigh, turned around and cupped his hands and said, "Brothers, today the Feng family class is disbanded, and all the karma will be borne by me alone."

"fart!"

A thin man suddenly said angrily: "They are all from my own family. If you talk such nonsense, let's go quickly. If so many people died, the imperial court will definitely hold them accountable."

"Run, where are you going?"

In the corner, a down-and-out scholar sneered and said, "The end of the year is approaching, and the imperial court has gathered talents from all over the world to decorate the facade. How can you escape if you make such a thing happen?"

The young man looked ashamed, "It's all my fault. I thought I would come to the gods to become famous, but I didn't expect to work hard for several days, and I couldn't even pay the rent. I knew that Jinshufang was dangerous, and I left my father here..."

"shit!"

The down-and-out scholar snorted coldly: "It's not Jinshufang, nor you, that's wrong, but this imperial court, those aristocratic families who are greedy!"

"That's right!"

A swordsman came up against the case, "The government army reorganized and opened up wasteland, and it is all bullshit to talk about unifying the human race. We still have a skill to defend ourselves, but the people have no food left over for the New Year. There is prosperity everywhere, no matter how sad they are everywhere!"

Someone else sneered and said, "There's a point in saying this. The royal family, the aristocratic family, and the government army can easily crush you to death. We are as humble as ants. Let's get drunk today when we have wine..."

The young man from Feng's family said in a miserable voice: "Is there no justice in this world, and no one cares about the life and death of the people?"

"That's not necessarily..."

The down-and-out scholar pondered for a while, "Master Wang of Shanhai Academy, three generations of emperors, has been arguing for us, and even turned against the emperor. Right now, he is making a splash in Langya Book Pavilion, and maybe he can make a decision for us."

The young man from Feng's family turned around immediately, "I'm going to prepare now, I will kneel down in the Book Pavilion tomorrow morning, and beg Master Wang!"

"Senior brother!"

The face of the thin middle-aged man next to him changed, and he quickly stopped him, "How can we meddle in this kind of thing?"

The young man smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, do we still have hope!"

After all, turn around and leave.

The down-and-out scholar and the swordsman followed closely with strange eyes.

Everyone in Feng's class looked at each other, thought for a long time, then gritted their teeth and ran out.

However, he didn't go far, and saw the young man lying on the ground in the snow, covered in blood, and his eyes had lost their luster.

In the distance, a few officials walked into the winery laughing and laughing, carrying bloody horizontal knives.

"Kill them!"

The members of the Feng family finally completely lost their minds.

What they didn't realize was that the officials were all blank-eyed, like puppets...

(End of this chapter)