Immortal Voices

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A huge network built by those karmic flames appeared instantly in Rong Xian's consciousness. She could see clearly with just one glance. Every marriage temple was in its proper place, and every cluster of flames was sealed under the marriage temple. .

After checking that Chonghe's project was not rubbish, Rong Xian calmly retracted her hand, the flames went out, and the flames in other places also fell silent.

Immediately, Rong Xian closed her eyes and stood in the clouds, and her fragmented consciousness began to connect.

Northern Xinjiang Province, Qianjing.

Almost at the moment Rong Yang completed his mission, the incarnation of the Luck Golden Dragon stationed in the palace suddenly appeared in Xiwei Palace.

She was dressed in a black gold dragon robe, full of majesty and awe.

"Your Majesty." Hua Kun appeared next to Rong Xian's incarnation for the first time.

The incarnation nodded slightly, waved his hand and said, "I have nothing to do, you can go help the prince with the government affairs."

Hua Kun bowed his head and said, "No, I will leave."

After Hua Kun left, the incarnation stretched out his hand in the void, and the map of the northern Xinjiang continent appeared out of thin air.

Her mind moved, and dense small flames appeared on it. With just one glance, she knew whether the fire was placed in the correct position.

The first thing she looked at was the territory of Rong State. After finding that there was no problem, she set her sights on the location of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

With just one glance, she could tell that everything was normal in Dong Jin. It seemed that Jiang Jin was doing a good job.

Daxia didn't even need to look. Not only was Feng Yan there, but there was also another incarnation of the deity. No problems arose, and of course any problems were solved directly.

Rong Xian's incarnation's gaze passed over other places and stopped somewhere on the map. She paused and lowered her eyes thoughtfully.

After a moment, she called out in a deep voice: "Su Xuan."

Su Xuan, who was wearing a court uniform, suddenly walked out of the shadows, and the cold air around him condensed into ice.

That was a manifestation of his mastery of swordsmanship.

Su Xuan bowed respectfully and said, "I'm here."

"Contact the second prince at Huiyin Dojo and tell him to eliminate the traitors." Rong Xian's golden eyes were cold and proud.

Rong Yang has the ability to do things, but his vision of people needs to be strengthened. All the people he singles out have more or less problems.

Could it be that this is a sequelae of having Wu Zun's memory?

Are you an empiricist in everything you do?

The incarnation thought about it for a while and didn't waste time on this matter.

With a flick of her fingertips, a ray of light penetrated into Su Xuan's mind.

"This is the area where there is a problem. The person in charge of this area will be executed directly." She ordered without mercy.

Su Xuan looked stern and immediately responded: "No."

He turned and left, as if the storm was carrying the depressing gloom of the storm behind him.

Anyone who dares to betray His Majesty will be punished.

After Su Xuan left, Rong Xian transformed and set his sights on the location of Ziyun Dojo.

All the fire here has been destroyed, which means that Ziyun Dojo is holding her back.

The corners of her mouth turned up, and she sighed slightly: "There are always people who won't shed tears until they see the coffin."

After making up her mind, Rong Xian turned her gaze around and inspected the rest of the northern Xinjiang continent. After finding that there were no problems, her body collapsed and turned into luck and returned to the sea of ​​luck clouds.

Leave other places to other incarnations of this deity.

In the Southern Wilderness Continent, I was sitting cross-legged in the same boat in the depths of the Hopeless Forest, with sword marks flashing between my brows and sword aura raging around my body.

A map of the Southern Wilderness Continent also appeared in front of him. The directions of the mountains and rivers were extremely clear on it, as if the entire continent had been shrunk.

Beside him, Lu Mao Huang squatted lazily beside him with a small dried fish in his mouth.

"What's your name? Why do you have Rong Xian's aura on you?" Lu Cat Emperor asked curiously.

Tongzhou glanced at the figure of the Lu Cat Emperor that had not grown up after so many years, and said expressionlessly: "If your Majesty could use your curiosity on your height, you would probably be the strongest cat in the cat clan now, instead of being like you are now. so…"

His words stopped, and Lu Mao Huang was furious: "If you have the guts, keep talking."

Tongzhou, a very capable man, said directly: "He looks like an unweaned cub."

Lu Mao Huang's eyes widened: "Are you really embarrassed to continue talking?"

Tongzhou was confused: "Why am I embarrassed to tell the truth?"

Lucat King:…

Okay, I lost.

It flicked its tail unhappily, tipped its toes, and walked away silently with elegant cat steps.

I can't fight but I can't fight.

It knows that those who are related to Rong Xian's ball are not easy to bully.

Tongzhou didn't even look at Lu Mao Huang when he left.

It was time to get down to business. Tongzhou glanced at the densely packed map in front of him and his trypophobia was aroused with terrifying flames. Two sword energy appeared out of thin air and struck two places.

Looking at the location, it was obviously the Imperial Palace of Wei and the Imperial Prefect's Mansion.

Tongzhou's eyes, shrouded in cold and metallic golden light, were cold and cold, without any emotion.

It's time to head to the Wei Palace.

Only the Imperial Palace of Wei State and the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion were left out of the karma of the Southern Wilderness Continent.

It seems that the protection of these two places is very tight, and even the children of Lu Cat Emperor can't help.

In this case, he was the only one to take action personally.

Tongzhou carefully considered the plan, then turned into a sword and headed towards the location of a certain big demon.

Within a moment, he was carrying the body of the big demon in his hand and headed towards the Wei army.

I believe that the military merits accumulated this time will definitely give him enough reason to return to the capital of Wei to accept the reward.

As for how to place Ye Huo after returning to the capital of Wei, that will be a matter later.

In Dongsheng Buzhou, Jiang Feiran and Zhao Hu stopped outside the imperial city of Da Zhou.

Looking at the majestic imperial city, one is faced with a heavy sense of ancient vicissitudes and desolation. This is the tragic feeling after going through wind, rain and war.

Jiang Feiran couldn't help but admired: "What a city, it's so beautiful."

Zhao Hu looked at the boy in front of him expressionlessly. After wandering for more than four years, he was so relieved that a baby had grown up to be a boy.

Ah, whenever he thinks about how hard he worked to bring up this naughty child, who still makes trouble for him all day long, Zhao Hu's heart is filled with anger.

"Now that you've seen it, can you leave?" Zhao Hu asked feebly.

They traveled all the way to the Great Zhou Dynasty. After Jiang Feiran excused himself, "I want to see the place under the jurisdiction of the Emperor Zhou who is on par with his father," he was deceived by Jiang Feiran to the imperial city.

Zhao Hu: Isn’t it just a city? What catches your eyes.

Jiang Feiran had a #你无reasonable expression on his face and said in disbelief: "This city is so beautiful, but you actually just take one look at it and leave? Are you still a man?"

Zhao Hu's face darkened. He didn't need a city to judge whether he was a man, okay?

Jiang Feiran was still going on, chirping non-stop, with a slight blush on his cheeks and bright eyes: "Don't you think its body is just right? Not only that, its temperament is fresh and refined, and you can see that it's a handsome person at first glance. The story. Although its face has suffered many vicissitudes of life, it has become more charming and charming because of the past injuries..."

The young boy's face was full of admiration, and he sang the praises of the imperial city in front of him with a kind of chanting emphasis: "It looks charming and mysterious, the writing style is kind, and the features are beautiful..."

Zhao Hu twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a tired smile with difficulty.

I don't know why, but he and Jiang Feiran have been together for four years. During these four years, he has taught the children a lot of knowledge, but his temperament has suddenly changed into a playboy.

Listening to this tune, fortunately he knew that this man was praising the city. If he didn't know better, he would have thought that this was a prostitute teasing a good woman.

Zhao Hu felt that even a serious person like him could not change Jiang Feiran's **** temperament. It must be because of his father.

It is very common for a son to inherit his father's legacy and to follow his father's footsteps.

Zhao Hu's ears were tainted by this disgusting praise. He said with dead eyes: "Master Jiang, are you leaving or not?"

Jiang Feiran, who was interrupted, licked his lips and said righteously: "Let's go? Where are we going? This is my home."

A big question mark slowly appeared above Zhao Hu's head.

Are you serious?

Zhao Hu was silent for a moment and said, "If I remember correctly, your home should be Qinglong City?"

Jiang Feiran was not embarrassed at all. He said confidently: "I am such an adult, so of course I am at home all over the world."

He secretly glanced at Zhao Hu's dark face and reluctantly added: "Which city is beautiful, that city is my home."

Zhao Hu: “…” You are still a ‘face control’ person.

The city is still in control.

Zhao Hu took a deep breath, exhaled it, and deliberately distorted his thoughts and said: "You are still young and are not suitable to be a "cosmopolitan" person."

Jiang Feiran looked up at him and asked with a confused expression: "What kind of lake is Jianghu? Do the people there live in the lake?"

Zhao Hu:…

Just act stupid.

For some reason, Zhao Hu looked at the city in front of him with a clearer look. It would definitely be wonderful if he bumped into it hard or held down someone's head and hit it hard.

Unknowingly, Zhao Hu was so stimulated by Jiang Feiran that he almost turned black.

I don't know if he sensed the danger, but Jiang Feiran showed a pure smile and said to Zhao Hu: "Brother Zhao, you must be hungry. You must be hungry after taking me all the way, otherwise your eyes would not turn green. .Come on, I’ll treat you to something delicious.”

After a pause, he asked tentatively: "You won't refuse me, right?"

Zhao Hu nodded helplessly, regardless of whether his question was a pun.

This kind of thing has happened more than once or twice in the past few years, and he is used to it.

The two of them walked towards the imperial city hand in hand.

As a result, just as he reached the city gate, Jiang Feiran looked up at the Bagua mirror hanging high on the city gate, his face blank for a moment.

He knocked on the sky in his mind: "That mirror makes me feel very bad. Do you know what's going on?"

Cangtian, who has been autistic for nearly five years, glanced at the Bagua Mirror and gloated: "Congratulations, as long as you walk in and be shined by the Bagua Mirror, you will overturn."

This was said without any beginning or end. Jiang Feiran's eyes deepened, as if he had thought of something, and he said with certainty: "Can it reveal my true identity?"

Logically speaking, after Rong Xian tore apart a piece of her soul and reincarnated, she could be regarded as a brand new person. This soul was all male, and its origins were extremely innocent.

But Zhou Gong’s Eight Diagrams Mirror does not follow the ordinary path. The person it shines on sees the origin of the soul.

In other words, when Jiang Feiran stood under the Bagua mirror, the person who appeared was Rong Xian and Benxian.

Jiang Feiran: "..."

With such a Eight Diagrams Mirror hanging here, why did Si Zhen have the nerve to invite me to come to Da Zhou to be the princess?

After coming here, I can no longer cover my vest.

Isn't this what meat buns are doing?

heitui!

Tui!

Si Zhen is really cruel.

The conscience is so bad.

The sky smiles and lets you wear your vest all day long, come and go, and have a wild time under the mirror of the Great Zhou Bagua.

I'll see if you're embarrassed to be exposed in front of someone.

It's not that Heaven doesn't care about the child, the key is that the child deserves a beating. When the child's life is not threatened, seeing the child's dark history simply makes Heaven feel comfortable.

Rong Xian, who was staring at Jiang Feiran's shell, seemed to guess what he was thinking, and said confidently: "It is impossible to be embarrassed, not in this life."

As long as I don't feel embarrassed, then others will be embarrassed.

The main problem now is how to safely avoid the Bagua Mirror and enter the Zhou Dynasty.

Ye Huo was only missing this part of the Imperial City, but a Bagua Mirror blocked him out.

"Why don't you go in?" Zhao Hu saw Jiang Feiran stop and asked helplessly, "What do you want to do again?"

Jiang Feiran turned his head like a book: "Let's not go in for now. I suddenly feel that this city has an abominable appearance and a gloomy and restrained temperament. It must be a harbor of evil and evil."

Zhao Hu was stunned and almost couldn't help but want to grab Jiang Feiran's collar and yell: Do you know what you said just now and what you said now?

Less than half a cup of tea later, you slapped yourself in the face?

He finally persuaded himself to enter the imperial city, but he didn't expect that the culprit who turned around and made the request in person would lose control.

Zhao Hu grabbed Jiang Feiran's clothes by the back collar and said with a ferocious face: "You have to come in even if you don't want to."

Jiang Feiran's face turned green, like a cat that had been strangled by fate. It was extremely powerless.

He was beating the sky crazily in his mind: "Make it simple, let me enter the imperial city in a simple way."

Cang Tian said firmly: "No."

Jiang Feiran: "..."

What a mistake. I didn't expect Dazhou to have such a treasure.

"I advise you not to think about stealing or destroying the Bagua Mirror on the city gate. It is just the sub-mirror of the Bagua Mirror. The real Bagua Mirror is still in the hands of Emperor Zhou." Cangtian seemed to have guessed what Jiang Feiran was thinking, and directly Open your mouth to block his escape.

Jiang Feiran haha, you think there is nothing I can do?

Don’t forget, I brought my own plug-ins along the way, and I continued to use them for four years.

Jiang Feiran was silent for a breath, stretched out his hand to pinch Zhao Hu's wrist, and said in a serious tone: "Brother Zhao, I want to enter the city."

Zhao Hu: "You can come in if you want. I'm not holding you back."

Jiang Feiran was so dizzy that he was about to cry, and said in a sad tone: "Have you seen the mirror on the city wall? I can't get in without it."

Zhao Hu shook the goosebumps on his body: "Speak carefully."

Jiang Feiran's eyes widened and he stared at Zhao Hu pitifully but did not speak.

Zhao Hu covered his face and said, "It's useless for you to see me. If I have the ability to destroy that Bagua mirror, the fate of the broom star will not be a problem."

Jiang Feiran smiled sweetly, clenched his fists and encouraged: "I believe in Brother Zhao. Brother Zhao is a loophole in the law of heaven. What you want to do will definitely succeed."