Taishang Hualong Jue

Chapter 62 Conspiracy
After bidding farewell to Qin Yan and others, Qin Luo returned to his small courtyard, which was decorated with lights and festive red lanterns hanging from the pavilions.

Because it was not early, there was only a faint yellow light shining from the rooms in the small courtyard, and it was probably falling asleep.

"Master." Under the moonlight, Qin Luo walked forward slowly, dragging a long shadow behind him, and came to Mo Lingshang's room. The two maids guarding outside the room hurriedly bowed slightly, with respectful expressions.

Qin Luo nodded lightly, walked to the door, stretched out his hand, and was about to push the door to enter, but just touched the door and then retracted it, standing quietly, watching with tenderness in his usually calm and indifferent eyes. The door of the room seemed to see the person who was sleeping peacefully through the door and the bed curtain.

I haven't seen you for two days, and I miss you a little.

After a long time, Qin Luo breathed a sigh of relief, whispered a few words to the two maids, and turned to leave.

On the eve of the wedding, according to the etiquette, it is not appropriate for the two couples to meet each other. Although he doesn't care about those common etiquettes, he still has to consider Mo Lingshang, and, at this time, she should also be asleep.

Back in his room, what caught his eye was the big red robe neatly placed on the hanger. Obviously, it was the groom's official uniform prepared for him. After taking a look, Qin Luo looked away and went straight to the bed , took off his coat, wearing thin white clothes, not feeling sleepy, simply found the futon that he usually meditates on, sat cross-legged on it and began to practice.

He had a feeling that tomorrow's big wedding might not be peaceful. Counting the time, Zhao Ling spread the news to the imperial capital, and the people there should have arrived. It seems that the red color of his big wedding is not festive enough...

Sit cross-legged for a while, get rid of distracting thoughts, adjust the energy and spirit to the best state, the Lingtai is clear, the cultivation method of the Great Riyan King Body flows in the heart, and the hands are sealed accordingly.

The surging spiritual energy in his body immediately circulated like an angry dragon along the meridians that he had opened up in Dianzang Pavilion before. The roaring spiritual energy, like small dragons, gradually turned red and his breath became hot. Under his control , the spiritual energy was compressed and condensed into clusters of crimson spiritual energy, like rounds of scorching sun, a wave of fiery and violent breath permeated the air.

Qin Luo's body gradually turned crimson red, steam was rising from the top of his head, an indescribably hot and violent force surged inside his body, the flowing blood was like surging magma, he seemed to have turned into a furnace, and the scorching hot breath flowed Constantly spread out.

On the surface of his body, a red hot flame rises up and burns. This flame is strange and manifests from the inside. It burns the flesh but does not hurt the flesh.

Using the body as a furnace to refine the impurities in it, this kind of cultivation is naturally extremely painful. The Great Sun Flame Yuan, which is compressed and transformed by the spiritual energy, is hot and violent, and continuously releases scorching power as it circulates through the meridians. Burn the meridians, flesh, bones and viscera, and finally even the bone marrow and blood seem to have an invisible flame burning to remove impurities.

The Great Riyan Yuan slowly flowed through the meridians, burning the flesh and blood of the meridians, as if to burn Qin Luo into ashes, making a creaking sound. Although his body was not physically injured, the pain he felt was worse than the real one. Be violent.

Qin Luo closed his eyes, ears and mouth were glowing with crimson flames, he clenched his teeth tightly, trying not to let out a beast-like roar, but the suppressed "ho ho" sound kept coming out of his throat.

His face became ferociously distorted due to the severe and unbearable pain, his veins were like wriggling worms, and his sweat flowed down like mud, mixed with traces of black blood.

But in the severe pain, Qin Luo's already strong body was slowly strengthening at a slow speed, and the skin under the flames had a crimson glow quietly surging.

The crimson Great Sun Flame Essence flows through the meridians, and finally gathers in the soul sea in the lower abdomen, where it is absorbed by the huge and majestic Flame God's shadow visualized. As the Great Sun Flame Essence is swallowed by it, it The illusory form became solid at an extremely slow speed, and a violent and fiery wave quietly diffused out.

……

The stars and the moon shine brightly in the sky, and the night fog surrounds the ground.

One street away from Qin's house, there is a remote small courtyard with a big tree with outstretched branches, the dense canopy covering the courtyard, the cold moonlight rippling like water waves, passing down through the gaps in the leaves, and the shadows of the trees whirling.

A tall figure stood under the tree, his gray hair fluttering in the wind, his eyes were slightly lowered, he held a long sword in his hand, and caressed it with the other hand. The meaning diffuses out.

"how?"

The figure spoke with a thick, hoarse voice.

A figure covered in a black robe walked out of the shadows. He looked at the person under the tree with eyes as cold as a poisonous snake, and laughed softly, "Your conditions are a bit too much, man, you should ask others for conditions." When you need to think about your own abilities, don't let the lion open his mouth.

Although it is more convenient for us to do things with your assistance from the inside, but without you, with our strength, it would be easy to clean up the little Qin family. "

The people under the tree were silent for a while, as if hesitating and struggling, and then slowly said after a while, "Don't underestimate the background of my Qin family, at least my Qin family is also a family of strong people in the state of concentration, and it has existed for hundreds of years , some things are not as simple as revealing."

"Oh?" The person under the black robe was obviously interested, and looked at the former with interest, "Tell me."

"Although the Lingzhong, the treasure of the Qin family's clan, is only a low-rank prefecture level, for hundreds of years in the Qin family, warriors above the warm and nourishing realm, as long as they don't die outside, will disperse in the secret place before the deadline comes." Spirit power, soul power, warm and nourish the town spirit bell.

If the Qin family is in trouble, the blood of the Qin family can be used as a sacrifice to call out the power contained in it. Do you think that although most of the accumulation of hundreds of years has been absorbed by Zhen Lingzhong, the remaining power, do you think it will be destroyed? How strong is it? "

The black-robed man's pupils shrank, and a chill came from his heart. He really didn't know this information, and the man hadn't told him before, obviously he had saved his hand, but he was forced to say it now.

He took a deep look at the other party, and then smiled softly, "Since you said it, there must be a way to deal with it. Tell me, what do you do?"

"I will play tricks on the Qin family's restriction, so that Qin Lie cannot summon the town spirit bell at critical moments."

With a clanging sword sound, the long sword was put into its sheath, and the cold light faded away. The figure under the tree turned around, and the moonlight shining through the gaps in the leaves revealed an indifferent face. Looking at that appearance, it was the great elder of the Qin family. Qin Yi.

It's just that at this moment, he is full of ferocious resentment, and even more hysterical madness and undisguised ambition.

"Very good, I hope there will be no mistakes, otherwise when the Qin family is destroyed, if you die, your son who has high hopes will die too! Work hard, and the Lin family will not treat you badly!" The black-robed man stepped forward and patted Qin Yi shoulder, turned and left.

Qin Yi's face was ugly, but it was quickly replaced by a look of madness. The Qin family belongs to me, and it can only be mine!
(End of this chapter)