Taishang Hualong Jue

Chapter 58 Undercurrent
When Qin Luo and others comprehended the Zhenling Jue in Midi, the Qin family outside was decorated with lights and festoons, which was extremely lively and a festive scene.

Because of Qin Lie's invitation, many members of the separated family did not leave, so compared to the past, the Qin family's huge mansion is now very lively, and people can be seen almost everywhere.

In the small courtyard, the flowers and plants are fragrant, and there is a faint fragrance in the middle of the courtyard. In the center of the courtyard, a thick tree takes root. The trunk is vigorous, the branches are dense, the branches are luxuriant, and the greenery is full. Even in the middle of winter, it is still green and full of life.

At this time, under the big tree, there are servants standing on the stairs, hanging bright red silk on the big tree, and then connecting it to the pillars of the pavilion...

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Mo Lingshang looked at the bright and beautiful face in the mirror. Her fair skin was like a hibiscus, with a crystal luster, like beautiful jade. Her facial features were exquisite and delicate, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, and her eyes were like stars. Qiong's nose is straight and her red lips are moist.

Her face is already impressive without makeup, but now she looks like a celestial being under her meticulous attire.

The maid at the side, with a look of amazement on her face, whispered "Young Madam is so beautiful".

Mo Lingshang stretched out his hand, touched his face lightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face, and Ming Ruo Qiushui's eyes revealed a hint of anticipation, and then he seemed to think of something, the soft and beautiful face Fly up with two touches of blush.

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In the study, Qin Lie was sitting behind the desk, quietly listening to the report of his confidants, his face was calm, no emotion could be seen, and when his subordinates finished reporting, he waved his hand lightly to signal them to step down.

"It seems that the marriage between Xiao Luo and Lingshang will not be so peaceful."

In the quiet study room, there was another person sitting quietly at the side, looking at that handsome and elegant face, it was Mo Xiuzhu. At this moment, his face had no smile on his face, his eyes were slightly cold, it was he who was talking before.

Qin Lie snorted softly, and a chill flashed in his eyes when he heard the words, his majestic face actually added a hint of gloom, and murderous intent surged in his cold words, "I'd like to see what tricks they can come up with."

"It's no secret that you broke through to the Concentration Realm now. They dare to make trouble in the marriage. They must be sure. They need to be cautious and don't be careless." Mo Xiuzhu frowned slightly, and said softly.

Qin Lie nodded slightly, he got up and walked to the open window, his deep eyes looked into the distance, his eyes flickered slightly, the Lin family in the capital, can't sit still?
However, even if your Lin family is powerful and wants to swallow my Qin family, you have to be prepared to break a few teeth.

The Qin family, and even the entire Qingshui City, under the hustle and bustle, there was an undercurrent surging quietly, and sharp eyes looked in the direction of the Qin family.

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In the empty and quiet hall, the rich aura is filled with fog. A huge black ancient clock stands in the center of the hall. The body of the clock is mottled, covered with mysterious lines and traces of years of baptism. was drawn.

The chimes of the bell resounded throughout the room, and the sound of the bell spread like ripples, causing the aura to surge up and down. At the same time, a mysterious aura spread along with the waves of the bell, covering the entire hall.

In front of the ancient clock, ten figures sat cross-legged on the ground, separated by different distances. Their bodies were shrouded in misty spiritual energy, and their faces could not be seen clearly. As they breathed out, spiritual energy surged. Into, forming a perfect and wonderful cycle.

Qin Luo sat cross-legged at a distance of only three meters from the Lingling Bell, blood-gold rays of light flowed all over his body, and faintly transformed into a huge and majestic dragon head above his head. On the tight and flexible skin, there were mysterious patterns of dragon scales wriggling, like draped It is covered with a set of dragon scale battle armor, but only the hands are inlaid with real dragon scales. The dragon scales are solid and ancient, covered with mysterious lines like spirit snakes, and there is a faint sense of coercion pervading.

His body seemed to turn into a huge vortex, crazily devouring the rich and pure aura in the hall, the aura on his body quietly increased, and the cultivation base of Xiaocheng in the Soul Sea Realm was slowly improving while consolidating.

At the same time, the dragon scale pattern on the hands seemed to turn into a devouring vortex one by one, and each dragon scale was slowly forming...

The ancient, desolate and distant sound of the chimes of the bell resounded in my mind, as if it came from the vast and desolate land across the long river of time and space.

The invisible bell chants diffused a mysterious atmosphere. Under the concentration and perception, the bell chants seemed to be the sound of ancient chanting, and seemed to turn into invisible scriptures and slowly flow through the heart.

He frowned slightly, and as the day passed, he adapted to the pressure he was under again and again. He kept approaching the Zhenling Bell, and his strength was slowly improving, but he hadn't made much progress in comprehending the Zhenling Jue. Obscure, as if shrouded in a layer of fog.

The sound of the bell was deep and ancient, mysterious and unpredictable. Qin Luo sat cross-legged three meters away from the Lingling Bell, frowning slightly. He boasted that his understanding was extraordinary, and now even prefecture-level martial arts are not difficult, but facing this However, there is a feeling that there is no way to start the Zhenling Jue.

One day has passed, and there is only one day left. If I miss this time, I don’t know how long it will be next time, but with his cultivation speed, it will take a few years before he thinks he will step into the state of concentration and face that strange curse. Without the help of Zhen Ling Jue, he didn't have much confidence to suppress it.

For hundreds of years, many elders of the Qin family have reached that step, but in the end they all fell under the curse of the explosion.

His father, Qin Lie, was the first one in hundreds of years to suppress the power of the curse and step into the state of concentration, and there is still a risk of erupting at any time. According to Qin Lie, he has already comprehended the Zhenling Jue. Not a small progress, this is how to suppress the blood curse when breaking through.

Qin Luo frowned tightly, and couldn't help being a little upset. The aura surging around his body violently surged up and down. Fortunately, he noticed it quickly, quickly restrained his mind, and slowly suppressed the surging aura. The aura returns to the sea of ​​souls.

He broke out in a cold sweat and almost lost his temper. Sure enough, there was no hurry. There was a wry smile on his face. My heart is no longer as calm as before, and I feel a little buoyant.

His eyes slowly opened, and he took a deep look at the Zhenling Bell, which was close at hand. The simple and mottled body of the bell, with its mysterious lines, gave people a feeling as if they were facing a majestic mountain.

I am lucky to gain, and my life is lost, so I can't force it.

Qin Luo exhaled lightly, his ups and downs gradually calmed down, and there was no wave in the ancient well. He looked at the Lingling Bell again, his eyes closed slowly, and he no longer deliberately comprehended, from the perspective of a bystander, silently Feel the mysterious chime...

(End of this chapter)