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Chapter 348 Incense and fire Fushi technique, the black hand finally appeared

Bingzhou, Kangyuan City.

Just after the beginning of autumn, the weather is still hot and dry, and the back garden of Bingzhou Wangfu is full of luxuriant grass, colorful fallen flowers, rockery, green water and mist, creating a grand scene of its own.

Bingzhou Wang Dugusheng was painting under the gazebo, splashing ink, with a relaxed expression, obviously in a good mood.

"My lord's painting skills have improved a lot..."

Liu Changgeng, the governor, stroked his beard and smiled, "This "Autumn Garden" is full of prosperity. Although it is bleak, it does not conceal the joy of the harvest. I admire it."

King Bingzhou put down his paintbrush and smiled heartily, "Chang Geng was joking, this king is just a wild way, and you Shanhai Academy is good at it."

The two chatted for a while, and Liu Changgeng suddenly pointed out: "My lord, I'm afraid there will be a result today."

"Yes."

The king of Bingzhou sighed, "This black hand has been working in the dark all the time, and it takes too much energy. It would be easy to force him to jump out of the stage, but this king is worried about another point."

Inspector Liu Changgeng instantly understood, "What the lord said is that the emperor will launch it in advance?"

King Bingzhou nodded, "That's right, during the past two years when the army opened up wasteland, the treasury has been filled and the power of the aristocratic family has greatly increased, but prices have skyrocketed and public grievances have gradually accumulated."

"Now the court is divided into two factions. One is headed by Master Wang of Shanhai Academy. They believe that they should not make rash advances, maintain the original plan, stabilize prices, and accumulate general trends. After ten years, they will unify the human race and lay the foundation for a hundred years later."

"The other faction is headed by a few big aristocratic families. They feel that it should be launched in advance to divert public grievances through war, and they can also search from the Southern Jin Dynasty, so as to support war with war, and then recuperate after unifying the north and south."

Governor Liu Changgeng was thoughtful, "Master Wang's plan is indeed safe, but it is bound to allow the royal family and the family to benefit the people. I haven't been back to the academy for a long time, and I heard that there is a fierce debate over the 'new etiquette law', probably because of this. What...how did the prince say?"

The king of Bingzhou was silent for a while, "No matter what, there are pros and cons to this matter. The emperor's blood was rebellious a few days ago, and he fainted once. At this time, the prince... should be quiet and not move."

Liu Changgeng suddenly realized, looking in the direction of Shendu, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, many people are waiting for the results.

……

The vast ice field in the north is full of wind and snow.

Bi Fangjun in red armor galloped on horseback, the ground trembled, military flags fluttered one after another, and hot flames flowed between the military flags and the soldiers' armor.

Rumbling...like lava surging on an ice field.

On the snow peak, a woman rode a horse and watched. She was dressed in gold and red armor, her facial features were full of heroism, but there was a domineering air between her brows that no man had ever had.

Tweet!
A huge spiritual bird flew by, with colorful wings and tail, and flames surging on its body, obviously with extraordinary blood.

The woman looked in the direction of Wuliang Mountain, her eyes were full of indifference, and behind her, tens of miles away, there were continuous mountains, and the ice and snow city wall several feet high could not be seen at a glance...

……

Inside a small tavern in Southwest Fang City, the capital of the gods.

The waiter in the shop shuttled back and forth with steaming braised pork and shochu, while the peddlers were shirtless and fist-struck.

In the corner of the tavern, an old man in a Confucian robe with white beard and hair was drunk and dimmed. He fiddled with the fried peanuts on the table and muttered to himself, "The world is bustling and bustling, and everything is for profit. If you want to achieve great things, you must follow the trend. Your Majesty, You are pushing too hard..."

The east palace on the left side of the imperial city of Shendu.

In the big main hall, the sandalwood incense is faint, the candlelight is faint, and the silence is a little scary.

Prince Duguxi stood alone with his hands behind his back, looking at a mural in front of him in silence.

It is not known where the mural was removed, the historic site is mottled, and the unknown pigment has penetrated deeply into the stone wall.

On the mural, there is a topographic map of the middle land. If outsiders see it, their jaws will drop in shock, because this mural from the ancient barbaric era is actually more accurate than the official map of Dayan today.

Not only that, but on the murals there are topographic maps of Heiyuan Ice Field, Xihuang Daze, Southern Border, and Sea Islands, all of which are densely packed with marks of various ancient cities...

He was silent for a while, then looked in the direction of the palace again, with complicated eyes, "Father, you are giving me a problem..."

……

Regardless of the wind and rain outside, Wuliang Mountain has already built the Altar of Saji Dajiao.

It is night, the crescent moon is like a hook, and the sky is full of stars.

It is still the last big formation, the difference is that there is a huge sand table in the big formation, a gossip plate is hung on the bronze crossbeam above, and a sharp spike is placed below. Pulling the gossip plate.

This magic weapon is very similar to the technique of holding up spirits in the folk witch religion, but it is obviously more complicated, and it is connected with the altar of the country.

Standing outside the formation wearing military armor, Wang Xuan first silently glanced at Guangyuan Zhenjun, and then looked inside the formation.

The five soul fetuses finally got together.

In addition to his wife Mo Qingrou, Chou Fo'er and that stupid young man, there was also an indifferent man full of pustules, and a skinny young man with a shrinking head.

The man's name was Wei Tingshan. He was found by a veteran of the frontier army on the mountain road and stayed with him to raise him.

This person's non-poison soul aura was extracted, and all kinds of evil poisons in his body could not be discharged since then. If he hadn't practiced the blood-fiend body training technique under the guidance of veterans since childhood, his internal organs would have been exhausted.

Even so, he was completely disfigured, smelly all over his body, no one wanted to approach him, and he would be expelled wherever he moved, so after he died for the veterans, he moved to Xuanzhou, which is relatively safe, and has survived with his hunter skills to this day...

And that young man with wretched face was named Cui Xiaolin, who was damaged by the spirit of the bird, and was adopted by the grandmother of the Red Lantern Boat Laundry, and worked as a tortoise in Tongzhou Goulan Courtyard.

The sparrow's soul is damaged, unable to walk the road of human relations, timid and cowardly, and has been ridiculed and humiliated since childhood...

Poor these people, they were originally talented, but now they have different circumstances, but each one is more miserable than the other. If his wife Mo Qingrou hadn't been protected by the Mo family, she might not be much better.

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan hated that black hand even more.

When the yin and yang qi converge in the middle of the night, Guangyuan Zhenjun once again starts the Saji Dajiao, stargazing and deduction.

This time, it was a different scene.

Faint black smoke billowed from each of the five people, driven by the starlight and the divine power of incense, they flew into the air and gathered in one place, billowing and rolling, vaguely forming a human shape.

Wang Xuan's eyes were serious, staring at the black mist.

Ten Extinct Soul Techniques, some are similar to golden cicadas escaping their shells, planting their own decayed souls in these elite souls, turning decay into magic, extracting aura to regain new life, but it will also leave traces.

Gathering the remnants of the souls of five people, the identity of that person can already be deduced.

Sure enough, the black mist rolled and rolled, and gradually solidified, showing the image of a tall old man with a gloomy face and a domineering arrogance between his brows.

Even if it's just the appearance of the remnant soul, it can be seen that the old man's identity is extraordinary.

Wang Xuan frowned slightly, feeling strange.

These ten kinds of soul arts were handed down from the troubled times of the seventeen kingdoms before the Great Chu. They were originally used to worship evil gods to relieve the poison of incense, but this old man is obviously not an evil god.

Everyone present was also puzzled, only Zhenjun Guangyuan and several elders whose qi and blood had faded changed greatly.

An elder couldn't believe it, and lost his voice, "Wei Youdi Li Huan, how could it be him? Impossible!"

Everyone present was shocked.

Wang Xuan was also confused, feeling a little absurd.

Wei Youdi Li Huan was the last emperor of the Great Wei Dynasty. He was betrayed by the Bai family on the battlefield and died with the curse of killing life. He has long been buried in the dust of history.
Mrs. Li next to him also had a serious expression and frowned, "Wei Emperor Youdi Li Huan devoured the remaining incense and divine power in the altar of the Human Dao Society in order to suppress the rebellion of the Quartet. A catastrophe..."

Zhenjun Guangyuan's eyelids trembled slightly, he didn't expect that such a big fish would be caught in one net, and the murderous intent showed in his eyes.

In the collapse of the Great Wei Dynasty, apart from the Dugu Clan of the Dayan Royal Family and the Qin Clan of the Southern Jin Dynasty, the biggest beneficiary was the Taiyi Sect. Even the Xuanyuan Sect, which controlled the divine way in the Southern Jin Dynasty, was nothing more than a traitor to Xuantian Dao.

No wonder the black hand targeted Taiyi Sect again and again, no wonder the leader of Xuanyuan Sect in the Southern Jin Dynasty believed in his words of the fairy city.

Great Wei ruled the Middle Earth for more than 2000 years, and knew so many secrets...

Thinking of this, Zhenjun Guangyuan yelled angrily, and swung his magic sword obliquely in his hand.

rumbling...

The billowing golden clouds visible to the naked eye surged from outside the Altar of Humanity Society, with a huge momentum, and there was a faint thunder.

Wang Xuan's eyelids twitched.

It seems that the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes made the Earth Immortal Guangyuan Zhenjun a little uneasy, and he did not hesitate to burn his incense and divine power.

The divine power of incense and fire is different from that of spells, and it has many mysteries in itself. On the altar of sacrificial offerings in the square, the stars are shining brightly in an instant.

At the same time, a large number of Nine Heavens Star Demons also poured into Wang Xuan's body, and the mysterious light of the spiritual creature became more and more cold, but he ignored it and stared at the altar.

I saw that part of the divine power of the raging incense and fire poured into the bronze tripod, while the rest was all absorbed by the magic weapon similar to the Fushi technique.

buzzing...

After the divine power of the incense and fire was injected, the bronze plate began to swing from side to side, and the Taoist priests holding the red thread around them also cast the Golden Light Curse at the same time, and the golden light shone on their bodies.

Wei Youdi Li Huan's cloud of black mist was also enveloped by the divine power of incense and fire, and poured into the magic weapon.

Rustle, rustle... The spikes below the bronze Taiji disc trembled on the sand table, and at the same time, the spiritual mist rose, displaying static light and shadows above the sand table:
Corpses piled up in the dark cave, ghostly fires were faint, and several men in black walked through it carrying the statue of Emperor Wei You...

An underground ancient city is densely covered with torches, densely packed figures are prostrating to the statue of Emperor Wei You, and the bloody sacrifice is like a slaughterhouse...

The meteorite fell, the sky collapsed and the ground sank, Xiao Jianqiu stared at the red coffin in the meteor crater with a face full of astonishment, while a few men in black handed over pills...

In an attic, a strange altar was arranged, and ten young children were lying in the formation, and the spiritual light rushed to the coffin, and there was a wriggling blood placenta above it...

Mo Qingrou covered her mouth in surprise. These scenes were exactly what she saw in her nightmares, but they were only fully presented now.

Everyone present was stunned.

These scenes have shown that a group of forces have used various evil methods to reincarnate Wei Youdi, and the duration is so long that it makes the scalp tingle. I don't know where they come from such obsession.

One of the black-robed man, Wang Xuan, met Master Li, and it was the patriarch of the Bai family in Huangquanling!

In the end, the light and shadow revealed a young man with a gentle face, handsome features, and a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"It's the unicorn son of the Zhou family of the Huanlong family, Zhou Ao."

Master Li looked in the direction of Shendu, "I'm in big trouble!"

(End of this chapter)