The indescribable Taoist Lord

Along with the seal technique, Zhang Qinghe felt a sense of familiarity, as if it was a certain variation of the method of manipulating the soul in the heavenly palace.

However, Taiyin's powerful cultivation was able to pull out part of Li Ping'an's own soul from the Niwan Palace.

Feeling that the soul was being pulled out, Taiyin Star Lord recalled the square brocade handkerchief, and like threading a needle, he carefully and carefully integrated Li Ping'an's soul into it.

The square brocade handkerchief began to flicker and fade after Li Ping'an's soul merged into it, as if it was struggling.

From Zhang Qinghe's perspective, he saw that the disgusting flesh covered with mucus was breathing and swollen like a living thing, as if his stomach had been eaten badly, spasming uncomfortably, but looking increasingly sick.

And its weakness is inseparable from the sword-marked Taoist inscriptions carved on it by Taiyin Star Lord like flowing moonlight and Li Ping'an's own alchemy scriptures.

Miserable wailing sounds gradually sounded in the area where Zhang Qinghe was trapped to block the space, and became more and more intense, as if some living creature was making its final struggle.

If it were an ordinary person, he would probably go crazy the moment he heard this sound, but the few people present were not very afraid of contamination, so they just watched with cold eyes.

The strange treasure first let out an incomprehensible and distorted scream, and finally became weaker and weaker, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing.

Then the breathing gradually became quieter, and although the wrinkled flesh was still active and rhythmic, it seemed to have become just a shell, inhabited by another owner.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged crazily into the silver-moon pattern brocade cloth, filtered through the brocade cloth, and flowed into Li Ping'an's meridians, circulating around the sky. Zhang Qinghe had to take out the treasures stored in the mysterious bag for this purpose. The source stone inside.

At the same time, a certain star in the sky condensed the pure and incomparable star power, which reflected into Li Ping'an's Niwan Palace, strengthening his own soul.

From then on, Niwan Palace also let out a low roar of anger and incompetence.

"It's done. This exotic treasure is not bad compared to your sword. Moreover, it has some interesting qualities due to the influence of my Taoism. Let's wait for this little kid to discover it slowly.

How about, this thing comes from you, you give it a name? "

Lord Taiyin took the Crescent Moon Knife into his hand again, and Zhang Qinghe was still frightened by the curled fingers.

After all, the only ones who can attack the exotic treasures at the level of immortals and gods can only be those at the level of immortals and gods.

"Let's call it Luo Tianmu. It can cover up the aura of immortals and gods, and it can be used as a life object until the end. It must also be able to cover up the great secrets of the world. It is perfect for Ping An's physique, and it is also stained with stars. Your Tao principles and characteristics can change day and night."

Zhang Qinghe looked at the brocade handkerchief that looked like night, and said in detail that while the emperor was watching and watching, with his familiarity with the Taiyin rules, he already knew what the characteristics of the Taiyin theory were - it was just a matter of changing It's just day and night or just covering up the tracks.

You know, in the state of being banished to immortals, he often used the Taoist concepts of Taiyin Star Lord and Sun Star Lord.

"Okay, I'm tired. Let's take a rest for now. Don't forget to hand over the things to me as promised."

Taiyin's deep voice came from the jade slip, and she was right. But for her, it was indeed a bit difficult to go through the layers of jade slips to perform actions.

The lotus arms on the jade slip dissipated, and the spiritual light flew into Zhang Qinghe's mysterious bag, and then turned dim.

Zhang Qinghe turned around and stared at Li Ping'an, who was eagerly absorbing the spiritual breath of heaven and earth. The child frowned, and tears kept flowing from the corners of his eyes. There was no trace of happiness that he had fulfilled his wish, but his Taoist heart was deeply disturbed.

What he saw and heard had such a great impact on his mind that it almost caused the barrier of his mind to collapse. If it weren't for the inner meaning of the alchemy method, it would be pure and inaction. Just by these few waves, the evil thing in his eyebrows would be destroyed. His soul is swallowed up

——Since the alchemy began to circulate, although the thing has become a little angry and weak, it is still able to stir up trouble.

"By the way, this is a gift..."

Just when Zhang Qinghe was thinking about giving Li Ping'an some help, Taiyin's voice sounded from the mysterious bag, and with a "pop", a token and a mask fell out of his mysterious bag.

On top of the token, there are fairy palace pavilions, auspicious clouds and cranes, and the four words "night watch official" are written below, exuding a faint light.

The mask is all mysterious, but the corners of the eyes are outlined with silver patterns like moonlight. He has no beard or beard, and he looks like a young man.

Needless to say, this thing is in the hands of Taiyin Star Lord.

However, Zhang Qinghe was overjoyed when he saw the token. He also had an iron plaque of Wude Xingjun. He naturally knew that the Tiangong plaque had the effect of purifying the soul, and the cast iron in Li Chengtian's secret realm and the layers on the bronze coffin The layers of chains are also made of this material.

Zhang Qinghe urged the night spirit officer's token and dropped it firmly into Li Ping'an's arms. His frown instantly relaxed and his expression was as calm as usual.

The cultivation of the induction realm has gradually begun to build up the Tao foundation...

If it weren't for Zhang Qinghe's cover-up, the visions of heaven and earth would have begun to gather at this moment. After all, Li Ping'an's bloodline is the first person in this world who is closest to the Tao fetus!

One percent...

Five percent...

Ninety percent...

The dark blue Daoji finally hovered above the lake of his heart, and the square sky curtain hung over his head, and the Dao rhyme circulated.

The arrogance and resentment that the dandy prince had harbored for many years finally disappeared from his handsome face. Instead, there was a lot of sadness. Zhang Qinghe felt that he saw the most complicated face of a young man in the world.

There is guilt, regret, hatred, energy, and even hope.

"Everyone knows that the heart can see one's nature, and the world's labor is a barrier. Who would have thought that I, Li Ping'an, have been deceived for nearly twenty years. Today, when I heard the truth, I realized who I am and what kind of person he really is. "

The feeling was broken in a moment, and the Tao foundation was built in half a day. Such natural talent was once again demonstrated in Li Ping'an, but he no longer felt the slightest joy.

The restriction between his brows still exists, but it only traps evil objects and can no longer blind him.

Li Ping'an slowly opened his eyes. The tears on his fair face were not yet dry. He wiped them with the sleeves of his prince's clothes, and the cuffs became stained with a layer of dirt again.

"Peace, the crown prince's clothes are the face of the palace. It was fine before, but now I can't help you wipe your tears."

Zhang Qinghe casually handed the mask of the night watch officer to Li Ping'an, and then stared at the jade slips in the mysterious bag, which was a little funny.

This woman got a big advantage this time. She was obviously happy to see the talent, and she even made a deal with me. All the people in this palace are really...

He shook his head and said softly to Li Ping'an -

"The king's time is running out. In the past ten years, it has been a good time to grow up and spend a good life with him."