dejected fairy

Chapter 170

"Too brutal!"

In the depths of the sky, a pair of eyes were staring at the changes in the palace, but it was a monk with a wide robe and long sleeves, stepping on a cloud head, with a wine gourd hanging by his side, he sensed the changes on the island, and came day and night, just in time to see Chen The scene of Yuan slapping a letter, immediately lost the intention of showing his face.

Suddenly, the monk's heart trembled, and he felt a bit of horror, and immediately felt a gaze fall on him!
"Not good! That murderous man found me!"

Surprised, he didn't care about anything else, turned his head around, and ran away!

Chen Yuan looked away.

With the help of the connection with the spirit of the fairy, he found many people who were peeping in the dark, but there were still a few people who were really close to this place.

"The finishing work still needs to be done, but this place is already attracting everyone's attention, so we can't stay for long, and the speed is fast..."

He wandered around, his eyes sweeping inside and outside the palace.

After he sealed and closed his severed finger, the cloud of immortal spirits that eroded the formation of humanity and spread inside and outside the palace lost its source and control, and showed signs of scattering away, some of which were even blown by the wind and drifted far away .

With Chen Yuan's current connection with Duanzhi and Baiyu Jindan, his perception of these fairy spirits is undoubtedly more delicate, so he can perceive that these scattered fairy spirits are actually rapidly decaying, degenerate!
It seems that in the breath, there is a certain tendency towards corruption and decline. Because of the connection with the severed finger, it was restrained before it could maintain the scale.

"This thing has some content. In the future, on the basis of ensuring safety, we have to study it, but if we let these things stay or fly away, there will be more troubles in the future. Anyway, even the severed fingers are collected, which is not bad. That's it."

Thinking of this, he squeezed the seal formula with his left hand, and the inner demon and divine thoughts communicated with the fairy spirit all over his body, faintly resonating with the outside world, and then swept the long sleeve with his right hand!
Boom!

The fairy clouds inside and outside the palace, up and down the palace city, and even deep into the earth, seemed to be knocked, rolling and whistling, being pulled towards his sleeves!
At the same time, distracting thoughts abounded in Chen Yuan's mind, and he saw the silent ruins in a cloud-shrouded mountain range!

"Is there any special significance to this place? To the severed finger?"

The severed finger was sealed, and the clouds dispersed again.

The people in the city who were originally in a daze and drowsy, the abnormalities on their foreheads disappeared one by one, each of them seemed to suddenly wake up from a big dream, and then wondered why they were here.

Correspondingly, those frenzied monks who were approaching the palace all came to their senses one after another, recalling the past events, each of them was inexplicably terrified and palpitated!
"The erosion and influence of the fairy breath on the people in the city is dissipating."

On the street opposite the palace gate, in a gorgeous carriage, a man with a slender figure and a handsome appearance like a woman sat upright and bowed his head, looking at the fist-sized night pearl in front of him, and sighed softly.

"The spirit of the fairy has been aroused by people. In this way, the battle in the palace has come to an end. Being able to control the spirit of the fairy is the treasure of the fairy, or in other words, the power of the fairy is controlled by people. In the past, even if It is the owner of the Tibetan inscription, most of which is to stimulate and activate, and I have never heard of someone who can completely control the spirit of the fairy!"

The clouds and mist in the night pearl changed, countless lights and shadows flashed like a revolving lantern, and finally stayed on a figure.

Gray robe with long hair and blurry face.

"This kind of attire, is it really that hypocrite? Who the hell is this person?"

The man pondered for a moment and made a decision.

"First inquire about the news to determine whether the fairy treasure of the Tibetan Ming Kingdom was really domesticated and lost. If it is true, then we should try to contact that Taoist to see if we can form an alliance. How many times have our slaves been enslaved by the Tibetan Ming people?" After a hundred years of suffering, the accumulated karma should be able to exchange for a chance..."

When the fog gathered, Chen Yuan turned up his long sleeves and held a ball of extremely concentrated smoke. The clouds and mist swirled inside, as if several vortex tornadoes were sealed.

However, I don't know if it's too rich, or it's decaying too fast. Originally, the clouds and mist inside were still a vast expanse of whiteness, but it quickly faded quickly, and slowly became pitch black and nothingness.

In just a few breaths of time, the fairy aura that originally pervaded the entire palace was about to disappear completely!
"It's really weird! That's why this fairy spirit is so rare and precious? That's right, if a random mutation can produce a large amount of fairy spirit, this thing should be seen everywhere, and there will be no shortage."

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan didn't worry too much about the cloud ball in his hand, knowing that it would disappear by itself soon, so he casually gathered it in his sleeves, followed his gaze, and saw a few people who were lying on the ground.

Different from people outside the palace, in the Tibetan Ming Palace, there are three petals on the forehead of each of the emperors and concubines, down to the maids and eunuchs.

These petals did not disappear due to the decline of the fairy spirit, and they still bloomed.

"There's something wrong with this situation."

Chen Yuan's eyes swept across the people lying inside and outside the palace - together with Na Su Lagu and Huang Jing, there were a total of six Golden Core monks, all of whom had blooming foreheads and their minds were out of order.

Heartbroken, Chen Yuan walked up to Aunt Su La, stretched out his hand to pluck the three-petaled white flower.

As soon as the flower was in his hands, there were strands of aura coming out, trying to penetrate into the body, and there were many memory fragments mixed with it, which contained the set of exercises that Chen Yuan was interested in, but he put the fragments in his hand. Incorporated, the flower quickly withered and decayed, decayed and shattered in a blink of an eye, turned into a ray of breeze, and disappeared.

"It must be rooted in the flesh and blood to keep the flowers blooming?"

Seeing this scene, his expression changed slightly, and a certain idea in his mind changed, and he grasped a little bit of context.

"Well--"

Suddenly, Aunt Su La made a sound, and then the muscles and bones of the royal priest's whole body were broken layer by layer, and a golden core in his chest disintegrated and degenerated into rolling true essence, which flowed all over the body, repairing the damage one by one.

It's just that her realm of Taoism has also permanently dropped by one level!
"Regression in cultivation? For those who practice, this is a great pain, and it can shake the heart of the Tao."

After sealing this Su Lagu into the ground with one palm, Chen Yuan squeezed the sword formula with his hand, and the black and white sword energy flew out from his sleeve, and swam across the entire imperial city for a few miles, cutting off the white flowers.

Flowers are flying all over the sky, gradually disappearing into the invisible.

Looking up, Chen Yuan didn't show any regrets, but instead smelled a conspiracy.

"If these are really fairy flowers, and they can be cultivated with flesh and blood, with the indifferent moral views of some people in the practice world, someone will definitely do it! If other fairy flowers look like this, then this thing may It is not a scarce item, its precious status is being manipulated by humans..."

Whether it is on the earth or in the void world, it is not uncommon for those precious objects that are sought after by people to be artificially controlled to create a scarcity situation in order to reap excessive benefits.

"However, this has nothing to do with me. At first glance, it seems to be involved in the layout of this world for hundreds of years. It is definitely not beneficial to be involved. I have dealt with the matter here. It is time to leave, but before leaving..."

Thinking about it, Chen Yuan wrote the yellow thorn again, and then looked at the half-shrunken and completely lifeless Tibetan inscription king.

"I wanted to warn this person, but I didn't expect that he sacrificed the severed finger, and instead lost his life. This Tibetan Ming country needs to change its leader, and this negotiation has failed."

The succession of the lord of a country must involve various aspects and involve many interests, and it will take a long time. Naturally, Chen Yuan does not intend to stay here for a long time.

"However, after all, I used the help of the second son of the Lei family to escape the rejection of the heavens. It is a bit of cause and effect, and I have to respond a little bit. Having said that, the Tibetan inscription country was confident in the past because it relied on this treasure of the fairy family. This thing is now my treasure. Pick, they have no support, so they don't know how to advance or retreat, right?"

Suddenly, a white jade light flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes, and then his left eye was bloodshot, and he raised his hand to cover half of his head.

"It's not good to be distracted anymore. After dealing with the matter in front of me, I have to find a secluded place to suppress the fairy spirit in my body..."

Thinking about it, he shook his long sleeves, and there was a dream pen in his hand. When he pressed the pen, he began to write on the dragon chair, and every stroke was deeply imprinted in the dragon chair.

"It's rare to find peace in good words, and you still have to be afraid in order to last for a long time!"

When the thought fell, he also made the last stroke.

"Everything is over, let's go!"

He put away his pen and turned around, took a step forward, and the person was already outside the hall, and if he took another step, he disappeared.

Not long after Chen Yuan left, there were footsteps in the palace.

The eldest prince of Zangming Kingdom hurried over with a group of guards. Once he entered the palace, his face became more and more ugly when he saw the people lying down along the way.

Especially noticing that there is a blood hole on everyone's forehead, bleeding out continuously, the eyes became more and more anxious.

"This appearance is the same as the records in the clan records. The emperor really used the treasure of the fairy family? But why did it become like this? Didn't it mean that once the treasure is activated, no one can stop it?"

With this thought in mind, he went straight into the hall, and when he saw the shriveled figure in front of the dragon chair, he was overjoyed at first, then saddened at any time, and cried out: "Father——"

When the eldest prince was supporting the dead Lord of Tibetan Inscriptions, weeping loudly and shouting to the sky, Yu Guang found a line of words on the dragon chair. He was startled, and when he looked closely, his face turned ashen.

"The lord of your country has moved the treasure rashly. The poor Taoist sees that it is ominous, and there is no need to thank it with strength. I hope that the master of the Tibetan inscription in the future can take it as a warning, cultivate the heart and cultivate the character, and don't rely on the magic treasure!"

"Arrogance! Rebellion! Disrespect!"

The head of the eldest prince's mansion who came along with him also noticed this sentence, and immediately said angrily: "This must be left by that false talker! It was this person who entered the palace that caused all kinds of changes, and now he has killed the country. Lord, he is really a big thief! I hope the master will issue an order to capture him! By the way, there is also the Lei family..."

"To shut up!"

The eldest prince suddenly yelled, and then whispered: "Go and call the people from Qin Tianjian, let them confirm whether the treasure of protecting the country is still there! This is the most important thing!"

"How is it possible that the treasure of protecting the country..." Chang Sui was taken aback for a moment, then he understood and realized how powerful he was, and left in a hurry.

Soon, the worst news came. When the First Prince heard it, his face was as pale as paper.

"There will be no peace for my Tibetan inscription royal family from now on!"

Boom!

at the same time.

Ten miles away from the capital of Tibetan inscriptions, there was a sudden roar, and a small hill suddenly collapsed!

Chen Yuan was caught in it, and half of his body was shrouded in misty clouds!

"It's getting harder and harder to control! After the White Jade Golden Pill and the Severed Finger are banned, this fairy energy will naturally get out of control more and more, time is waiting..."

He sat up from the rubble.

"This body of fairy spirit, coupled with the golden core that has not yet fully formed, supplemented by a treasure that can calm down a severed finger as a sustenance of the mind, just happens to be an incarnation outside the body! However, which one should be used specifically? The method of incarnation still needs to be considered..."

　Today's second update, there is a high probability that it will be before zero o'clock...

　　
　
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