Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 204 Immortal heart is unpredictable, Maoshan is in the dark

late at night.

Li Daoxuan returned to the room, immediately took out the Qingming Token, and contacted Empress Qingyi.

It took a full ten breaths before the figure of the empress appeared in the mirror. She was still so magnificent and holy, but there was a trace of fatigue between her brows.

Obviously, forcing out seven drops of blood in a row would consume a lot of energy for her.

"Ma'am, how are you doing now?"

Li Daoxuan said earnestly, if it wasn't for the help of the empress tonight, he might be doomed.

Empress Tsing Yi looked indifferent, said: "It's okay, just adjust your breath for a while, and it will recover."

After a pause, she said: "Then Pan Dan has great supernatural powers, you must be careful in the future."

Li Daoxuan nodded.

Originally, even if he was traveling as a ghost, he also had a body shield with a blue dragon tattoo, which could protect his body, but Pan Dan seemed to know this, and deliberately used Wu Wei's hand to release the poisonous snake.

The Canglong tattoo has only the instinct to devour Xie Chong, and Wu Wei, who has the magic power of Taoism, is obviously not among Xie Chong.

"Your Majesty, how about..."

Li Daoxuan coughed, a little afraid to look at her, and said: "Why don't you breathe my yang energy again!"

Empress Tsing Yi was slightly taken aback, and then gave him a deep look.

Li Daoxuan quickly explained: "Madam, I have absolutely no desire for adultery. I am just worried about your injury and want to help."

"I have broken through the Yin God Realm, and I have also cultivated the Ziqi Yangyuan Kung Fu to the fourth level. The Yang Qi should be much stronger. If you want, you can take it, as long as you don't suck it up."

With his foundation, as long as his yang energy is not sucked dry, he can almost recover after lying in bed for a few days.

Li Daoxuan is a person who knows how to repay his kindness. Empress Tsing Yi has helped him many times, and this time she saved him from danger. This kindness is unforgettable.

Compared with this kindness, what is a little yang energy?
The Empress in Tsing Yi stared into his eyes, and said lightly: "Of course I know, otherwise, if you had the slightest evil intention, you would have already entered Qingming just now and burned by the fire of karma."

Li Daoxuan shrank his neck, is it so cruel?
"You don't need to talk about Yang Qi, I'm going to practice, you can do it yourself."

Empress Tsing Yi walked away with a flick of her sleeves, and her figure disappeared in the mirror.

Li Daoxuan looked at the bronze mirror, a little at a loss, why he cared so much about himself when he was poisoned before, why is he so indifferent now?

A woman's heart, a needle under the sea.

Even goddesses are no exception.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Li Daoxuan didn't relax his cultivation just because he broke through the Yin God Realm, he still got up early as usual, sat on the roof, and practiced Ziqi Yangyuan Kungfu.

The master, uncle and younger brother Wu Wei also followed him, euphemistically called, rubbing some purple energy.

Driven by him, a cultivator, the atmosphere was great. Wu Wei and Wu Dabao, who didn't like to practice, both changed a bit.

Maybe it was also stimulated.

However, today's practice is always accompanied by noise, as if there is something very lively outside.

After finishing training, Li Daoxuan opened his eyes and asked, "Why is it so noisy outside?"

The place where the uncle lived was originally a remote and quiet place, but even so, there was still an endless stream of cheers, which could be faintly heard from far away.

Wu Wei counted the time and said with a smile: "Brother, the Xianyue Conference should have started."

Xianyue Conference?

Li Daoxuan was taken aback, feeling that the name was a little familiar, and then quickly remembered it.

When he and his master took a boat across the Zhaofu River back then, the old boatman once said that every March in Liling City, there will be a Xianyue Conference, which is actually a porcelain appreciation conference, but it will invite many Jiang Hu Warlock performance.

Because Liling City is backed by Xianyue Mountain, and the long street where the Porcelain Appreciation Conference is held is named Xianyue Street, it is called Xianyue Conference.

"Senior brother, why don't you go and have a look, after all, it only happens once a year, it's very lively, those charlatans, although they don't have great skills, but the tricks are interesting."

Li Daoxuan was indeed a little moved, and he said that he was very quiet and wanted to move. In order to prepare for breaking through the Yin God Realm, he has been recuperating in peace for the past two months, and rarely goes out.

Now that I heard about the grand event, I naturally want to see it.

"Brother, do you want to go and see together?"

Li Daoxuan asked.

I thought Wu Wei would agree immediately, but he shook his head and said, "Brother, you go, I want to stay and practice for a while, after all, I have seen this Xianyue Conference more than ten times."

Wu Dabao's eyes widened. Did the apprentice change his personality?

You won't be charged with the soul again.

Li Daoxuan sighed in his heart. Obviously, his junior brother was still blaming himself. After what happened last night, his temper restrained a lot, and he was actually willing to focus on cultivation.

He probably felt that if his cultivation could be higher, maybe he wouldn't fall for other people's tricks.

Li Daoxuan did not persuade him, maybe this change is a good thing for him.

"Let's go, apprentice, let's take a look with you as a teacher, and buy a jug of good wine by the way!"

Zhang Qianyang laughed.

Li Daoxuan slandered in his heart, I think it was to buy wine, so he stopped by to see the Xianyue Conference.

……

A moment later, Xianyue Street.

Li Daoxuan walked through the sea of ​​people, and he was left alone.

After the master smelled the aroma of wine, he couldn't wait to abandon him, that's called a proficiency.

In just a blink of an eye, the person disappeared.

Li Daoxuan was walking in the crowd, listening to the applause from all around him from time to time, his attention was quickly attracted.

It is said that it is the Porcelain Appreciation Conference, but in fact, most of the people came here for those illusions.

"it is good!"

"Great!"

"Make me a tiger!"

Li Daoxuan saw many people crowded together, applauding.

It turned out to be a man with a shawl hanging out performing illusions. You can turn him into anything you want with just twenty cents.

Someone paid money to turn him into a tiger.

The man chanted the mantra, transformed himself into a colorful tiger, huge and fierce, opened his mouth and let out a roar, which caused everyone's hearts to tremble, and almost ran away.

Some children even cried in fright.

Li Daoxuan smiled slightly, this person is using illusion, in fact he doesn't need the sky eye, just need to operate the magic eye, the illusion of that person will be self-defeating, showing the original shape.

What a tiger, it was clearly him crawling on all fours in situ. That scene, how should I put it, was a bit embarrassing, as if the special effects movie forgot to use special effects.

At this time, someone paid money to turn him into a beautiful woman.

That person transformed again and became a singer with a hot figure, wearing a Hu skirt, barefoot and showing her waist, dancing a hot and unrestrained dance, which attracted many men's eyes and fiery eyes.

Perhaps seeing Li Daoxuan's handsome appearance, she even blinked at Li Daoxuan.

Li Daoxuan's hairs stood on end immediately, and he felt a nausea.

Because in his eyes, there is no such thing as a beautiful singer, but a big man with thick hair, twisting the fat on his stomach.

Hot eyes, hot eyes!

Li Daoxuan quickly turned around and left, shaking his head with a wry smile.

Perhaps this is also the price of too high a price. In the eyes of ordinary quack warlocks, that little magic is really full of flaws, and it is not as wonderful as the magic of later generations.

With his cultivation level at the early stage of Yinshen, to these quack warlocks, he can definitely be regarded as a reclusive master. If he shows his cultivation level, I am afraid that a bunch of people will chase after him to learn from him.

Just when he was feeling down, a shout suddenly caught his attention.

"Mount Maoshan is yin, which is rare in a hundred years. If you pass by, don't miss it. You only need ten pennies to meet the yin relatives!"

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