One person above Qing Huang Ting

"The dragon hangs in the sky, its loyal eyes can be distinguished, the southeast bank of the ancient crossing, like a garden, like a garden, there are no ordinary things in the world, only the mirror can correct the clothes."

In Wang Sanlang's dens of green leather, in an abandoned Buddhist temple, in the Daxiong Palace, the holy boy insisted on letting Li Xingyun shield him from the left and right, and only spoke the formula to find the treasure of Longquan in front of the faded Buddha statue with his severed finger.

The formulas only enter the ears of Buddha.

Li Xingyun muttered to himself: "There are no ordinary things in the world, only the mirror can correct the clothes."

He is very familiar with this sentence. When Li Xingyun was young, his father held him in his arms and taught him to write these two lines. He told him that a king should always look in the mirror and reflect on his mistakes.

Emperor Zhaozong once trained Li Xingyun, who was extremely intelligent, as a prince. This is the reason why Yuan Tiangang only supported Li Xingyun.

As he himself said, he has maintained an awkward sense of propriety all his life and never crossed the threshold.

If Yuan Tiangang chooses the crown prince according to his own wishes, and deposes the prince at will, then who is the emperor?

The saint boy served Li Xingyun, lowered his eyebrows and said slyly: "The treasure location of the Longquan treasure is hidden in the formula. The Longquan sword is the key, and only Li's blood can open the treasure."

Afterwards, the holy boy kowtowed and apologized to Li Xingyun: "Your Highness, please forgive my family's mistakes."

Li Xingyun was still thinking about the secrets of the formula, and when he saw the holy boy bowing down to him suddenly, he was quite helpless, so he could only persuade him gently:

"What's your crime? Get up first."

Sheng Tong refused to get up, but still knelt on the ground: "I was supposed to be under the care of Xian Shen, the No. 11 cave master in the twelve caves, waiting for His Highness's call, but Xian Shen disappeared, and I walked away in a daze. Leaving the cave, I almost failed to meet His Highness, and missed our mission."

"Your Highness, please make amends."

Li Xingyun wanted to help him up, but when he saw that he was younger than himself, he felt pity: "What's wrong with you, you are just a chess piece selected by them."

"Get up, your mission has been completed, I already know the whereabouts of the Longquan treasure."

The holy boy bowed his head again: "Then my mission has been completed. Please take care, Your Highness. May your Highness prolong the new day and celebrate your life without bounds."

Hearing this, Li Xingyun sensed something was wrong, his expression changed, he hastily pinched Shengtong's meridians, and subconsciously shot a silver needle to seal his meridians before checking his complexion and voice.

The holy boy's pupils dilated, his face quickly turned gray, and the spider web-like blood vessels gradually turned black, gradually crawling from the holy boy's chest all over his body.

Li Xingyun's action was still a step late,
Sheng Tong died, died of a violent Gu poison.

He was chosen and slept for more than ten years. When his mission was completed, it was also when he died.

He is like a sacrificial craftsman, a person who imposes a mission on him, using this decisive method to ensure the safety of secrets.

Li Xingyun sighed, and closed Shengtong's eyes. There was not much pain on his face, as peaceful as someone who was about to take a nap.

Perhaps to him, death was nothing more than a trivial matter.

After laying Shengtong's body flat, giving him a hand salute, and bowing deeply, Li Xingyun picked up the Longquan sword on his back and pushed open the door of the hall:

"Junior Sister, Xiaoxue, I'm afraid we have to wait a while before leaving, and we must first ask Mr. Wen Tao to find a place with good Fengshui for us..."

"Junior Sister, Xiaoxue!!"

Both Ji Ruxue and Ji Ruxue had been tied up, their beautiful eyes glanced anxiously, but they couldn't say a word.Wen Tao fell to the ground unconscious, and Wang Sanlang and the others were silent.

Only Li Maozhen sat by the campfire to warm up.

Whoever made this is self-evident.

Li Xingyun immediately rushed to the crown, gnashing his teeth and roaring, his right hand was already on the hilt, the blade was half out of its sheath, and the inner energy of Tiangang ignited a golden flame on it.

The wolf smoke gradually rises, awakening the soldiers to sharpen their knives.

Li Maozhen waved his hand calmly,

Ahh~!

Lu Linxuan and Ji Ruxue suddenly cried out in pain, their skin bulged and they walked back and forth, as if there were beetles crawling underneath.

Li Xingyun stopped immediately, in a dilemma.

Li Maozhen said slowly: "Your Highness, I advise you not to move, I have planted the Cruciating Gu in your junior sister and your little lover."

"The heart-piercing Gu is used by Raojiang to torture traitors and sinners. It can even chew on stones. Once penetrated into the human body, it will make the human body feel the pain of ten thousand insects devouring the heart. Please also give me the Longquan sword, Your Highness, and then Tell me the formula to find the treasure of Longquan."

Returning the sword back to its sheath, like a candle with the lid on, the flames on the Longquan sword dissipate, and the phantom sound of armor rubbing disappears.

Li Xingyun threw the Longquan sword out, and with Li Xingyun's resentment, the Longquan sword flew in circles, full of strength.

"Li Maozhen, let my junior sister and Ji Ruxue go, and I will take you to find the Longquan treasure."

Li Maozhen caught the Longquan sword steadily, greedily and cherishingly stroked the Chihuhufu in the middle of the dragon's roar sword grid twice.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, we have other things to do."

"Brother Hou Qing, please show up."

"The head is not lowered, the legs are not separated, the shadow is floating and the fire is separated from the mundane world, the soul will not rot after a long burial, the person who drives the corpse with inner light and outer yin."

On the ridge of the roof, in the bright moon, singing folk songs, holding a red umbrella, a handsome man in white, descends like a fairy.

This appearance highlights a word.

handsome.

Li Maozhen kindly introduced to Li Xingyun: "Your Highness may not know him, but he is one of the four corpse ancestors of Xuanming Sect, Hou Qing, the blood-stained corpse driver."

"Brother Hou Qing is good at weeping blood records, and he is best at exchanging people's bones and blood. I exchange the Gu technique of Twelve Caves in exchange for Hou Qing's help."

Li Maozhen stared at Li Xingyun's eyes, burning with fire: "As long as I get your Li family's blood, I can get the treasure of Longquan,"

Holding the red umbrella, Hou Qing played with the bone flute: "You just want to exchange blood with him, so let's make an agreement first, as long as the blood exchange is over, the two of us will be settled."

Li Maozhen said with a relaxed voice, "Of course, as long as Brother Hou Qing swaps the essence and blood of my Highness and I, I will pass on the remaining Gu skills to you."

"Okay, let's get started."

Playing a flute flower, Hou Qing pinned the bone flute to his waist, put away the red umbrella, and removed the umbrella handle,

Inside the umbrella handle is the size of an ordinary pen holder, its quality is like glass, and its two ends are sharp, resembling a large needle tube.

The surface of the magic vessel is also made of gold, densely engraved with cipher texts, which is extremely gorgeous, just like his master, with quality.

Li Xingyun used the Huayang needle to pierce the acupoint in his heart: "Let my junior sister and Ji Ruxue go first, otherwise I will get angry at the acupoint, and you won't get a drop of blood."

Li Maozhen chuckled lightly: "Your Highness is really a lover."

It seemed to be mocking, if Li Xingyun was not affectionate and kind, how could he deceive him and walk with him.

With a wave of his hand, Li Maozhen unlocked the acupoints of Lu Linxuan and Ji Ruxue, and retracted the Cruciating Gu from their bodies.

As soon as he unlocked the acupoints and gained freedom, Lu Linxuan picked up the saber on the ground, and with Wuliu Xinjue, he used Qinglian Jiange's last move to startle Hong, the air penetrated Changhong, and the sword's momentum was unreserved, like a comet hitting the moon, There is no return.

Lu Linxuan tried to die with Li Maozhen in order to win a chance for his brother.

But the gap between her and Li Maozhen was too great, Li Maozhen blocked Lu Linxuan's startling sword before sheathing it.

The majestic sword energy carried on the sword is like the west wind blowing Mount Tai.The wind is fierce and violent, but it is difficult to shake the mountain.

Ji Ruxue took advantage of the situation and ran towards Li Xingyun, trying to rescue him, but saw a red umbrella in front of her.

The red umbrella opened, and the red light flickered on the umbrella, and Ji Ruxue unconsciously passed out.

"Stop, Li Maozhen let them go quickly." Seeing that both Ji Ruxue and Lu Linxuan were injured, Li Xingyun was heartbroken, and the silver needle in his hand went a few inches deeper, forcing the heart veins, causing him to bleed profusely.

Li Maozhen withdrew easily, and knocked Lu Linxuan away just by the force of the counter-shock.

Lu Linxuan fell to the ground, spraying blood from the mouth, hurting all five internal organs.

Li Xingyun said anxiously: "Junior Sister, Xiaoxue, you are not his opponent, go!"

Lu Linxuan reluctantly got up: "Brother."

Li Xingyun sternly said: "Do you want my sacrifice to be in vain? Go!"

Seeing that his brother had already said so, Lu Linxuan could only pick up Ji Ruxue on the ground and leave the Buddhist temple.

In front of the gate, Lu Linxuan turned his back to Li Xingyun: "Brother, don't worry, if you make any mistakes, I will definitely make Li Maozhen pay the price."

Then he simply walked out the door.

Li Xingyun murmured: "I am relieved that you are safe and sound."

Seeing Lu Linxuan and Ji Ruxue leave with his own eyes, Li Xingyun, whose heart had been damaged for a long time, collapsed to the ground.

Hou Qing patted the red umbrella, shook her head and said, "It's really affectionate."

"I'll be quicker in a while."

Li Xingyun's face was covered with blood, and he said weakly: "Thank you so much."

Hou Qing stabbed the Crying Blood Record into Li Xingyun's neck, and Li Xingyun groaned, unable to resist.

The cipher text on the Weeping Blood Record flooded and began to absorb Li Xingyun's blood. Li Maozhen's eyes lit up, but before he was happy, Hou Qing's eyelids twitched suddenly, and he recorded the Weeping Blood.

Li Maozhen said eagerly: "What's going on? Why did you stop?"

Hou Qing clutched the hot Crying Blood Record, and said solemnly: "He seems to have practiced a kind of extremely masculine and strong kung fu, which is incompatible with the Crying Blood Record. I can't directly absorb his blood."

"His blood must be drawn out first."

Fortunately, it was not a big problem. Li Maozhen breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately found a wooden barrel for Hou Qing, allowing Li Xingyun's blood to flow into the wooden barrel along the wound on his neck.

After nearly half of the bucket was drained, Li Xingyun was bloodless. After the wound turned white, there was no more blood flowing out.

Hou Qing glanced at Li Xingyun who seemed to have bled to death,

Throwing the weeping blood recorder into the wooden barrel, the blood level in the wooden barrel fell rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was completely sucked by the magic weapon.

Hou Qing took out the magic weapon that was full of blood, and Li Maozhen, who had known about the blood exchange process with Hou Qing a long time ago, couldn't wait to sit on the ground and stretched out her right hand.

Hou Qing cut open the palm of Li Maozhen's palm, placed the magic weapon in his palm, ordered the weeping blood to record the heart method, and let the blood in the magic weapon pour into Li Maozhen's body.

Feeling the warm blood flowing into her body, Li Maozhen laughed unceasingly, her heart was so excited, she couldn't help thinking in her heart: "With this veritable blood of Li's direct line, I can command the Yin soldiers." '

'The opportunity to unify the world is just around the corner. '

"Ah."

The sudden burning pain interrupted Li Maozhen's fantasy.

It seemed that what was poured into the Crying Blood Record in his palm was not blood, but boiling lava, scorching his veins, trying to burn him to ashes.

Hou Qing also noticed Li Maozhen's abnormal condition, but she had no idea: "It doesn't make sense, why is Li Xingyun's blood so hot."

"Because of the medicinal soup from Cang Bing Valley."

The voice sounded like a whisper in the ear, Hou Qing was startled, and immediately took out the red umbrella.

The person who came was like a fairy, coming with his hands behind his back, but he didn't move his footsteps, but he seemed to be shrinking into an inch, his figure flickered, and he arrived in a blink of an eye.

Hou Qing took a step back, looked alert, and said vigilantly: "Not handsome?"

Hu Xiuwu looked at the painful Li Maozhen, and smiled hoarsely: "I have known for a long time that there will be people who will be tempted by Yin soldiers, especially since there is such a skill as Weeping Blood Record in this world."

"When I was in the Cangbing Valley, I asked His Highness to soak the medicinal soup at the bottom of the valley. Using the hot soup as a guide, he slowly changed His Highness's body and turned his whole body of blood into warm blood."

This was the method that the people in the dark castle came up with in order to improve Hu Bayi, Wang Kaixuan and others' excellent curse, but unfortunately it didn't work at that time.

Hou Qing was thoughtful: "So Li Xingyun's blood has fire poison. He is used to it, so he doesn't feel it. If someone else injects his blood."

"Fragile blood vessels will inevitably be broken, and then the blood will flow into the heart, and they will die of anxiety."

"interesting."

Hu Xiuwu squatted beside Li Xingyun, looked at Li Xingyun who used the Huayang needle to preserve the last bit of hanging blood for himself, and said with a low smile:

"Your Highness, I saved your life again."