The indescribable Taoist Lord

"Back Yin Mountain...Demon Shell..."

Zhang Qinghe recited this secret message softly. The secret Tao and principles in the lake of his heart were like living creatures. He struggled even more, but he still couldn't break away from his soul, which was comparable to that of a monk in the Third Realm of Middle School, and the suppression of Xiaoyaoyou Tao Yun. .

Reconnecting to what Li Qingluo said...

"Shou Yongzi is a great terror..."

Can you explain that the so-called magic shell has a lot to do with Beiyin Mountain and Shou Yongzi?

Thinking of this, the sacred, evil and chaotic thought in the lake of heart stirred again, and a deep stream of light spliced ​​over it, which seemed to be more complete and more powerful. Although it was locked tightly, it also made Zhang Qinghe suddenly became more stressed.

It's just a drop in the bucket, Zhang Qinghe snorted. Even if he knew the whole story, he was not afraid at all.

Although this section of Tao and principles carries a certain tendency of alienation and assimilation, its most dangerous effect is to induce.

It triggers the monk's already alienated spiritual soul to affect the physical body, causing him to lose his mind and turn into an evil thing.

In addition, according to what Taiyin Xingjun said, by spreading this kind of knowledge, it seems that the existence in Beiyin Mountain or Zhangjia Biluo Lake can be indirectly strengthened.

In this way, Li Shaobai, Xu Jianshan and others regarded him as a scourge.

But there is no alienation in Zhang Qinghe's soul and spirituality, and what he has to fight against is just the infection caused by this secret knowledge.

Based on the confusion brought about by this information or knowledge, Zhang Qinghe speculated that the Master in the Third Realm of Middle School might not know anything as complete as Zhang Qinghe himself.

——They will not associate Shou Yongzi with the mountain.

Otherwise, the souls in the three realms of Gui Zang, Wei Yi, and Fate Star would not be able to lock away such complicated, complicated, and extremely aggressive Tao and principles.

But this characteristic made Zhang Qinghe think of those things in the sky with doubts. It was clear that everyone in the Palace of Heaven openly appropriated the real names of those things, but why did they remain unscathed?

Logically speaking, since the secret knowledge such as "Magic Shell" cannot be heard, said, or described, then based on its characteristics, the consequences of misappropriating their true names by understanding chanting should be more serious.

Righteous monks don't know what the sky is, just like students in a school don't know what is on Beiyin Mountain and what it is, so they can discuss Beiyin Mountain normally.

But the people in Tiangong are not like that!

At their level, wouldn't it be that those who recite my true name will see "eternal life" in reincarnation?

The giants don't care about the hopping of the ants, but the ants kick their noses onto their faces and run towards their snacks, so why should they give them eye drops?

Zhang Qinghe vaguely felt that some of the indescribable qualities in the sky might be missing for some reason.

"One more thing... Chu Fengge said that Xu Jianshan has a problem, and Li Qingluo also said that Xu Jianshan has a problem."

Zhang Qinghe was very sure about the magic shell, but when it came to whether Xu Jianshan could be trusted, he had doubts...

He silently recalled the conversation between the two just now.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile for no apparent reason.

"No matter what, I won't have too much contact with Xu Jianshan for the time being. Li Qingluo's matter is not simple. Now that she dies on my sword, it means that I have already entered the game.

I have to take a closer look to see who else wants to calculate what things, and what exactly they want to calculate..."

Zhang Qing made a move with his hand, and the iron sword flew out from the mysterious bag. The Tao and principles of Liuxian Jianjie shone on the lake of his heart, and it was used together with Bu Xingluo and Tian Hua, and it was already impressive.

There is no trace of the patchwork combination of sword moves, which makes people feel that it is the simplest and most direct sword-controlling technique. As the night gets darker, the sword energy is flying everywhere.

Zhang Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief.

At night in Tahotian, dancing with the sword is the only way to feel safe...

The time periods in Tahaotian and Chang'an City are exactly the same. It is not because they are outside the sky that there are some differences. Therefore, Chang'an City also falls into the night.

It has been a whole day since He Muyang and Xu Dong slipped out of the house.

In the east city of Chang'an, only the alley where they are now is the quietest, because here lives the best weapon-refining master in Chang'an, and he is also the most negotiable weapon-refining master.

As for the method of negotiation, it is Lingyuan.

"He Shaolang, Xu Shaolang... what are you doing? The scabbard has already been scabbarded, you can just help yourself, but why did you go from breakfast to dinner at the old man's place?

If you don't leave, the old man will forcefully see you off. My family is no better than yours, and I don't have the habit of eating late night snacks! "

After all, Tian Yezi has the dignity of being a master of weapon refining, and it is absolutely impossible to let these two little kids fool around here.

"After you get your things, hurry up and leave!"

Xu Dong was stunned after hearing this, and was about to walk out, but was held back by He Muyang.

"Muyang, what on earth are you going to do?"

Although Xu Dong's thinking is not as quick as Mu Yang's, he is known to be cautious in his words and deeds as a son of an aristocratic family. In terms of personal connections and power alone, Tian Yezi is one of the few people in Chang'an who cannot be offended.

He Muyang sneered, this old man was beating him overtly and secretly.

"No better than your aristocratic family" means that this is not your own home, so stay somewhere cool.

As for the "wealth habit"...

The meaning is obvious. People can't afford late-night snacks. If they want to stay and eat, they naturally have to add more sources.

Xu Dong is not as meticulous as He Muyang. For a person who loves money as much as his life, there is no such thing as offending, and interests are his weakness.

However, He Muyang seemed to come to his senses and bowed his hands.

"Haha, grandmaster is joking. Today we and I are the ones who are rude. This scabbard is really ingeniously made. Its ability to hide the edge and maintain the weapon is remarkable, which makes the boys marvel. Let's leave now, boys."

It was already getting late, and it seemed that the man would not come to pick up the hairpin today.

Tian Yezi looked at He Muyang with a disappointed expression.

I just feel like I'm missing out on extra money.

However, He Muyang spoke softly again:

"But Mu Yang really has something unspeakable. How about I wait until tomorrow to pick up the sheath?"

"Mu Yang?!" The pockmarks on Xu Dong's face turned into orange peel.

Climbing over the courtyard wall every day is not an easy task, and if you turn around so late today, you will definitely be discovered.

"Ah... what should I do... I might be very busy tomorrow..."

Tian Yezi did what he did.

"That's it, the boys may have to come and bother us again tomorrow morning!"

He Muyang bowed his long body and closed his two big sleeves, showing his elegant demeanor as a member of the aristocratic family. He was not at all as opinionated as he was next to Li Qingluo.

Xu Dong was confused and had no choice but to bow.

There was only a "pop" sound, and a Qiankun bag in his sleeve fell to the ground. It was bulging, and he didn't know how much the spiritual source inside was worth.

He Muyang picked it up in confusion and smiled at Tian Yezi.

"Oh my, Grandmaster, how could you be so careless? You must take good care of your belongings."

Tian Yezi's originally ugly face suddenly warmed up.

"What the young master said is true, what the young master said is true! You can come over early tomorrow and I will send Tong'er to the Heavenly Residence to pick up a table of food!"

He Muyang walked slowly without looking back, followed by Xu Dong.

"Master, wait a minute."

He paused in his steps.

"The energy of the person you are looking for cannot be suppressed by the He family and the Xu family."

He Muyang frowned as he heard this, and then thought of Li Qingluo. Worry suddenly arose in his heart, and his eyes were blinded by an inexplicable darkness.

"It doesn't matter!"