Huang Ting

Chapter 414 Li Maozhen’s plan

Author: Mu Shi Liu Shui

"The dragon hangs in the sky, and the faithful eye can distinguish it. On the southeast bank of the ancient crossing, there are crops and gardens. Nothing in the world is normal, but the mirror straightens the clothes."

In Wang Sanlang's several green hideouts, in an abandoned Buddhist temple, in the Main Hall, the Holy Child insisted on letting Li Xingyun shield the left and right, and only told the secret formula to find the Longquan treasure in front of the faded Buddha statue with severed fingers.

The formula can only enter the ears of Buddha.

Li Xingyun murmured to himself: "Nothing in the world is permanent, only the mirror can correct the clothes."

He was very familiar with this sentence. When Li Xingyun was young, his father once held him in his arms and taught him step by step to write these two lines, telling him that as a king, you should always look in the mirror and reflect on your mistakes.

Zhaozong once trained the extremely intelligent Li Xingyun as a prince. This was the reason why Yuan Tiangang only supported Li Xingyun.

As he said himself, he has maintained an awkward sense of proportion throughout his life and never went too far.

If Yuan Tiangang chooses the prince according to his own wishes and deposes the prince at will, then who is the emperor?

The holy boy served beside Li Xingyun, lowered his eyebrows and said: "The location of the Longquan treasure is hidden in the formula. The Longquan sword is the key, and only the blood of the Li family can unlock the treasure."

Afterwards, the holy boy bowed his head and apologized to Li Xingyun: "Your Highness, please forgive our family's mistakes."

Li Xingyun was still thinking about the mystery of the mantra. Seeing that the Holy Child suddenly knelt down to him again, he felt helpless and could only persuade him gently:

"What's your crime? Get up first."

The holy boy didn't want to get up and still knelt on the ground: "I was supposed to be under the care of Xian Shen, the owner of the eleventh cave among the twelve caves, waiting for His Highness's call. Unexpectedly, Xian Shen disappeared and I walked away in a daze.

Leaving the cave, I almost missed meeting His Highness and missed our clan's mission."

"Your Highness, please atone for your sins."

Li Xingyun wanted to help him up, but when he saw that he was younger than himself, he felt pity: "What's wrong with you? You're just a pawn they chose."

"Get up, your mission has been completed, I already know the whereabouts of the Longquan treasure."

The holy boy bowed his head again: "Then my mission has been completed. Please take care of yourself, Your Highness. May your life be blessed with a long life and a long life."

Hearing this, Li Xingyun realized something was wrong, his expression changed, and he hurriedly pinched the holy boy's pulse gate, then subconsciously shot out a silver needle to seal off his meridians, and then checked his complexion and voice.

The Holy Child's pupils dilated, his face turned gray rapidly, and the spider-like blood vessels gradually turned black, starting from the Holy Child's chest and gradually covering his body.

Li Xingyun's action was still a step too late.

The holy boy died, succumbed to a violent poison.

He was selected and slept for more than ten years. When his mission was completed, it was also the time when he died.

He is like a sacrificial craftsman, the person who imposed his mission, using this decisive method to ensure the safety of the secret.

Li Xingyun sighed and closed Shengtong's eyes. There was not much pain on his face, and he was as peaceful as a person about to take a nap.

Perhaps to him, death is just an ordinary and trivial matter.

He laid the holy boy's body flat and gave it a salute. After bowing deeply, Li Xingyun picked up the Longquan sword and pushed open the door of the hall:

"Junior sister, Xiaoxue, I'm afraid we have to wait for a while before leaving. We also need to ask Mr. Wen Tao to find a place with good Feng Shui for us..."

"Junior sister, Xiaoxue!!"

Ji Ruxue and Ji Ruxue were already tied up, their beautiful eyes were darting anxiously, but they couldn't say a word. Wen Tao fell to the ground unconscious, and Wang Sanlang and others were silent.

Only Li Maozhen sat peacefully by the bonfire and warmed herself up.

It’s self-evident who did this.

Li Xingyun immediately became furious, gnashing his teeth and roaring. His right hand was already on the hilt of the sword, the blade was half unsheathed, and the inner energy of Tiangang adhered to it, igniting golden flames.

The smoke gradually rises, awakening the fierce soldiers to sharpen their swords.

Li Maozhen waved her hand calmly,

Ahh~!

Lu Linxuan and Ji Ruxue suddenly cried out in pain, and small bumps bulged on their skin, moving back and forth as if there were beetles crawling underneath.

Li Xingyun immediately stopped and was in a dilemma.

Li Maozhen said slowly: "Your Highness, I advise you not to move around. I have planted the Cruciatus Gu in your junior sister and your little lover."

"Heart-piercing Gu is used by Raojiang to torture traitors and sinners. It can even chew stones. Once it penetrates into the human body, it will make the human body feel the pain of thousands of insects eating the heart. Please give me the Longquan Sword, Your Highness, and then

Tell me the secret to finding the Longquan treasure."

Returning the sword to its sheath, like a candle with a lid on it, the arrogance on the Longquan sword dissipates, and the phantom sound of armor rubbing disappears.

Li Xingyun threw the Longquan Sword, and with Li Xingyun's resentment, the Longquan Sword circled and flew by with full force.

"Li Maozhen, let my junior sister and Ji Ruxue go, and I will take you to find the Longquan treasure."

Li Maozhen caught the Longquan Sword firmly, and greedily and cherishedly touched the Chi-Tiger-Tiger Talisman in the center of the dragon's roaring sword grid twice.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, we have other things to do."

"Brother Hou Qing, please show up."

"If the head is not lowered and the legs are not separated, the shadow can be separated from the mortal world by floating fire, the soul will not rot after being buried for a long time, and the inner body is bright and the outer body is clear."

On the ridge of the roof, in the bright moon, singing folk songs, holding a red umbrella, and a handsome man in white, dancing down like a fairy.

This appearance highlights one word.

handsome.

Li Maozhen introduced Li Xingyun cordially: "Your Highness may not know him, but he is one of the four great corpse ancestors of the Xuanming Sect, the blood-stained corpse exorcist Hou Qing."

"Brother Hou Qing is good at weeping blood records, and is best at exchanging people's bones and blood. I will use Twelve Cave's Gu skills in exchange for Hou Qing's help."

Li Maozhen stared at Li Xingyun with fire in her eyes: "As long as I get your Li family bloodline, I can get the Longquan treasure,"

Holding a red umbrella, Hou Qing played with the bone flute: "You just want to exchange blood with him. Let's make an agreement first. As soon as the blood exchange is completed, we will be clear."

Li Maozhen's voice was relaxed: "Of course, as long as Brother Hou Qing exchanges my blood essence with His Highness's, I will pass on the remaining Gu skills to you."

"Okay, let's get started."

After playing the flute, Hou Qing pinned the bone flute to his waist, put away the red umbrella, and took off the umbrella handle.

Hidden inside the umbrella handle is an instrument that is about the size of an ordinary pen, made of glass, and has sharp ends, like a large needle.

The surface of the instrument is also made of gold and densely engraved with cipher text. It is extremely gorgeous, just like its owner, who is of high quality.

Li Xingyun used the Huayang needle to prick the acupuncture point on his heart: "Let my junior sister and Ji Ruxue go first, otherwise I will be so angry that I will burst into the acupuncture point and you will not get a drop of blood."

Li Maozhen chuckled: "Your Highness is really a lover."

As if to ridicule, if Li Xingyun hadn't been passionate and kind-hearted, how could he have deceived him and gone with him.

With a wave of his hand, Li Maozhen unlocked the acupuncture points of Lu Linxuan and Ji Ruxue, and took back the Cruciatus Gu in their bodies.

As soon as he unlocked the acupuncture points and gained freedom, Lu Linxuan picked up the sword on the ground, used the Wu Liu Xin Jue, and launched the last move of Qinglian Sword Song, Jinghong, with Qi penetrating the rainbow, and the sword's power was unreserved, like a comet striking the moon.

There is no return.

Lu Linxuan tried to die together with Li Maozhen to earn a chance for his senior brother.

But the gap between her and Li Maozhen was too big. Li Maozhen blocked Lu Linxuan's stunning sword before even taking it out of its sheath.

The majestic sword Qi carried on the sword is like the west wind blowing on Mount Tai. The wind is fierce and turbulent, but it cannot shake the mountain.

Ji Ruxue took advantage of the situation and ran towards Li Xingyun, trying to rescue him, but she saw a red umbrella appearing in front of her eyes.

The red umbrella opened, and the red light on the umbrella flashed, and Ji Ruxue unconsciously fell into a coma.

"Stop, Li Maozhen, let them go." Seeing that both Ji Ruxue and Lu Linxuan were injured, Li Xingyun was distraught. The silver needle in his hand dug a few inches deeper, forcing his heart veins and causing bleeding from all his orifices.

Li Maozhen easily stopped and knocked Lu Linxuan away with just the force of the counterattack.

Lu Linxuan fell to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth, and suffered internal injuries.

Li Xingyun said anxiously: "Junior sister, Xiaoxue, you are no match for him, leave quickly!"

Lu Linxuan reluctantly got up: "Senior brother."

Li Xingyun said sternly: "Do you want my sacrifice to be in vain? Leave quickly!"

Seeing that his senior brother had said this, Lu Linxuan could only carry Ji Ruxue on his back and leave the Buddhist temple.

In front of the gate, Lu Linxuan turned his back to Li Xingyun: "Brother, don't worry, if you make any mistakes, I will definitely make Li Maozhen pay the price in the future."

Then he simply walked out of the door.

Li Xingyun murmured: "I'm relieved that you guys are safe."

Seeing Lu Linxuan and Ji Ruxue leaving with his own eyes, Li Xingyun, whose heart had been damaged for a long time, collapsed to the ground.

Hou Qing patted the red umbrella, shook his head and said, "It's so affectionate and righteous."

"I'll start faster later."

Li Xingyun's face was covered with blood, and he said weakly: "Thank you very much."

Hou Qing thrust Qixuelu into Li Xingyun's neck. Li Xingyun groaned and was unable to resist.

The secret text on the Weeping Blood Record glowed and began to absorb Li Xingyun's blood. Li Maozhen's eyes lit up, but before he could be happy for a long time, Hou Qing's eyelids suddenly twitched and he recorded the Weeping Blood Record.

Li Maozhen said eagerly: "What's going on? Why did you stop?"

Hou Qing covered the hot Qixuelu and said solemnly: "He seems to have practiced a very yang and strong technique, which conflicts with Qixuelu. I can't absorb his blood directly."

"His blood must first be released."

Fortunately, it was not a big problem. Li Maozhen breathed a sigh of relief and immediately found a barrel for Hou Qing, letting Li Xingyun's blood flow into the barrel along the wound on his neck.

After nearly half a barrel of bleeding, Li Xingyun had no blood left. After the wound turned white, no more blood flowed out.

Hou Qing glanced at Li Xingyun, who seemed to be bleeding to death.

Throwing the blood-weeping magic weapon into the wooden barrel, the water level of the blood in the barrel fell quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was completely sucked up by the magic weapon.

Hou Qing took out the blood-drinking magic weapon. Li Maozhen, who had already learned about the blood transfusion process with Hou Qing, couldn't wait to sit on the ground and stretched out his right hand.

Hou Qing cut open the palm of Li Maozhen's hand, placed the magic weapon in his palm, and used the technique of weeping blood to record the heart, so that the blood in the magic weapon poured into Li Maozhen's body.

Feeling the warm blood flowing into her body, Li Maozhen laughed endlessly, feeling extremely excited. She couldn't help but think in her heart: 'With this veritable direct bloodline of the Li family, I can take charge of the Yin soldiers.'

'The opportunity to unify the world is just around the corner.'

"Um."

The sudden burning pain interrupted Li Maozhen's fantasy.

It was as if what was injected into the Weeping Blood Record in his palm was no longer blood, but boiling lava, scorching his veins and trying to burn him to ashes.

Hou Qing also noticed Li Maozhen's abnormal situation, but had no clue: "It doesn't make sense, why is Li Xingyun's blood so hot?"

"Because of the medicinal soup in the Hidden Soldier Valley."

The words sounded like whispering in the ears. Hou Qing was frightened and immediately took out the red umbrella.

Just then, the person came like an immortal, with his hands behind his back. His footsteps did not move, but he seemed to shrink to an inch, and his figure flickered, arriving in the blink of an eye.

Hou Qing took a step back, looked wary, and said vigilantly: "Bad handsome man?"

Hu Xiuwu looked at the painful Li Maozhen and smiled hoarsely: "I have known for a long time that some people would be interested in Yin Bing, especially since there is still such a skill as Weeping Blood Record in the world."

"When we were in the Hidden Soldier Valley, we asked His Highness to soak in the medicinal soup at the bottom of the valley. Using the hot soup as a guide, we slowly changed His Highness's body and turned all his blood into warm blood."

This was the method that the people of the bunker came up with in order to improve the exquisite curse of Hu Bayi, Wang Kaixuan and others, but unfortunately it did not have any effect at the time.

Hou Qing thought thoughtfully: "So there is fire poison in Li Xingyun's blood. He has become accustomed to it, so he doesn't feel it. If someone else injects his blood, he won't feel it."

"The fragile blood vessels will inevitably be broken, and then the blood will flow into the heart, and they will die of heartburn."

"interesting."

Hu Xiuwu squatted next to Li Xingyun, looked at Li Xingyun who used Huayang needle to save the last bit of blood for himself, and said with a low smile:

"Your Highness, I saved your life again."