Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

Chapter 103 Aftermath 【Two in One】

There was a strong wind in the dark room.

The spiritual power near Qingyao Mountain poured into Qinghan's pitch-black eyes like a tidal wave, and the thick red light carried the billowing heat wave and gushed out behind Qinghan.

An ancient vicissitudes atmosphere from the prehistoric times gradually rises in the dark room, filling every corner of the room.

The woman in the red dress fluttering like clouds, surrounded by the red glow is absolutely beautiful.

How spectacular is this scene.

The corners of Lu Chen's clothes and hair fell down slowly, looking at this spectacular scene, a look of tiredness flashed in his eyes.

The supernatant Wuwei meridian in the young Taoist priest's body was running rapidly, nourishing Lu Chen's depleted dantian.

Forcibly bestowing good fortune and merging the soul, the consumption is no less than that of sending Mengwei and others forcibly to death on the top of Chiyang Mountain.

The red light all over Qinghan's body slowly pieced together a huge bird pattern behind the woman.

Birds are born extremely mighty and noble, although unlike phoenixes, they have six images and nine buds.

But it's also like weaving brocade hair, and the whole body is red, making people afraid to look directly at it.

The beak is sharp, the feathers are like flames, and the eyes have double pupils.

It is the bloodline characteristics of the prehistoric beast, the Chongming Bird.

"Wow—!"

An incomparably crisp bird song resounded through the dark room, and the huge bird behind Qinghan flapped its wings and flew up, carrying a sense of oppression from the prehistoric in the dark room, flying around the room.

When the wings wave like fire waves, they will leave scars of red flames in the air.

A loud bird song sounded again, and the flying bird adjusted its angle, and dived into Qing Han's eyebrows with a swooping figure, completely merging with this body.

The star-like eyes of the woman in red gradually regained her spirit.

The heavy sense of cultivation and the antiquity and vicissitudes brought by the prehistoric blood gradually became stronger.

……

Quiet outside.

Qingyun Temple, where the pilgrims gradually dispersed, returned to silence.

Laohuai voluntarily turned the branches and vines into a small hammock, which swayed slowly like a rocking chair. The other branches were gathered into a cattail fan to send cool breeze to the uncle in the hammock.

The British-short lazy cat transformed by Qiongqi is lying in the small hammock, licking the dried fish leisurely with his legs crossed, blowing the cool breeze, which is very comfortable.

In the entire Qingyun Temple, he is the only one who can force Laohuai into such a situation.

The well-deserved Qingyunguan is the leader of the evil forces, Qiongqi.

One afternoon, the blue cat also figured it out.

Since you can't resist, you can only enjoy it...

"Wow—!"

Listening to the looming loud and bright birdsong, the blue cat cleverly turned over and sat up, holding the small dried fish with its legs crossed and staring in the direction of the dark room in a daze.

Thinking that he had offended the blue cat again, Laohuai froze the crown of the tree, and waved its fanning branches more diligently.

This afternoon, Laohuai was devastated.

The gnawed teeth and scratched claw marks on the tree trunk are written with Laohuai's blood and tears.

But Qiongqi's prehistoric bloodline was there again, and Laohuai didn't dare to resist.

"Unexpected wow..."

The blue cat shook its head dumbfoundingly: "She took advantage of it."

……

In the dark room, Qinghan's blooming aura slowly disappeared, and the red robe dancing wildly in the strong wind also subsided continuously with the aura.

In the distance, Lu Chen smiled knowingly and nodded slightly.

This time, Qing Han had a good fortune by chance.

It is true that Chongming Bird's bloodline is noble, but it is still a bit lower than Qiongqi among the four evils of ancient times.

Especially for Qinghan, who had leftover veins in his body, Qiongqi was a kind of detached existence.

This Qiongqi giant egg has been conceived and raised in the underground palace for thousands of years. Although it has gone through a deep sleep with exhausted spiritual power, the prehistoric aura in its body has almost reached its peak.

After Qiongqi broke his shell, Lu Chen directly blocked the passage of the prehistoric aura without any delay, and kept all the essence of Qiongqi's aura.

But now, Lu Chen used Qiongqi's eggshell to recast Qinghan's spirit body, which was equivalent to pinching out a prehistoric bloodline for Qinghan out of thin air, greatly raising the upper limit of his strength.

In the future, Qinghan will not only be able to return to the top, but will also be able to advance further in the level.

And the chongming bird blood and Qiongqi breath in her body were also forcibly blended by Lu Chen. For Qinghan, it was a blessing in disguise.

After a while, the woman in red woke up slowly, looking at her body in disbelief, her eyes were extremely shocked, the eyes were instantly covered by a light mist, and her red lips kept trembling under the excitement.

"It seems that the effect is better than I expected."

Lu Chen, whose complexion has recovered a lot, said with a soft smile, all the consumption caused by shaping the spirit body in the dantian before has been made up for by the supernatant Wuweijing, Lu Chen faintly felt that because of the consumption of fusing the spirit and soul, he had just broken through In the mid-stage of Zhenxuan, the realm became a little loose again.

The excited woman in red raised her head, looked at the young Taoist priest with complicated eyes, and nodded stiffly. She wanted to thank Lu Chen but found that she was so excited that she couldn't even utter a word.

too long.

It's been too long.

Even she has forgotten when she had a body...

More than 1 years.

From perishing with the snake demon, to being in the same body with Ping Yuan, doing evil to the world and causing harm to the world, to being sealed by the Dagan Renhuang, staying on Qingyao Mountain for thousands of years, until meeting Lu Chen up the mountain, breaking the seal, and now reshaping the spirit body.

The memory of more than ten thousand years is like a dream in Qing Han's body, it is fleeting but it is close in front of his eyes.

Qinghan clasped his hands together, gently stroking the skin on the back of his hands, the tears in his eyes became more turbulent.

This real touch made Qinghan both familiar and unfamiliar.

It's like waking up from a dream that has lasted thousands of years, and it's like wading through the abyss step by step to see the light again.

The trembling Qinghan let out a long breath, closed her eyes, and the tears flowed down the woman's cheeks.

Lu Chen silently watched the woman in red from the side.

……

That night.

The night is dim, and the stars and the moon are not visible.

In the Kong family villa, except for the busy footsteps of the medical staff, there was silence.

All the sons and grandchildren of the Kong family looked up at Kewo from time to time, with a slight sadness on their faces.

It's just that I don't know whether this sad look comes from family affection, or some unresolved belongings in the group.

Some people had red eye circles and covered their tears with paper from time to time, while others sighed and looked downcast.

Only Yang Yun sat on the sofa with her arms folded, with a displeased expression on her face.

Kong Linger, who was wearing a white suit, was sitting in the corner closest to the guest bedroom, with her hands on her knees and her head buried in her arms, the altar was desolate and helpless.

Water and food that had already been frozen were placed on the side.

The guest bedroom is full of medical equipment and medical staff are busy. Kong Chengye has invited the highest-ranking doctors from the first and second hospitals of the city to his home. , still no definite cause.

The nanny surnamed Wu stood in the corner of the living room with her hands down, peeping at Kong Linjiang in the guest bedroom, her hands clenched tightly, her eyes a little guilty and unbearable.

The eldest son Kong Chengye kept pacing and rubbing his hands in the room, glanced at the situation in the guest bedroom from time to time, and then let out a long sigh.

Looking at Kong Linger who was sitting helplessly in the corner, Kong Chengye, who was nearly fifty years old, had a flash of distress in his eyes.

Kong Chengye leaned down, patted his niece on the shoulder lightly, and said softly, "Ling'er, get up, the ground is cold."

Kong Ling'er slowly raised her head, her almond eyes were already swollen from crying, looking at her distressed uncle, she shook her head stubbornly.

"Success."

Kong Chengye wanted to continue admonishing, but a voice came from behind him.

An old man with mottled hair walked out of the guest bedroom, and slowly took off the mask from his ear, with a gloomy expression.

Hearing the call, the depressed Kong family came back to their senses in an instant, and rushed towards the old man one after another.

Kong Linger struggled to stand up from the ground with an eager look on her face.

"Old Huang."

Kong Chengye slightly nodded at the old man, and asked worriedly, "How is my father?"

The elder brother is the father.

Now that Kong Linjiang had an accident, Kong Chengye, as the eldest son, naturally took the responsibility.

But this move also aroused the dissatisfaction of the third sister-in-law Yang Yun.

Compared to her husband, Kong Xingxue, Kong Chengye is a waste.

The middle-aged woman with a sarcastic face snorted softly, and the look of disgust in her eyes became more intense.

The old man surnamed Huang turned his head to look at Kong Linjiang, whose expression did not improve after all, and shook his head slightly.

"Still can't find the cause?"

Kong Chengye's expression darkened again.

"Brother Kong's illness is very strange."

Huang Lao nodded, with a pair of brows and cowboys, and his hazy eyes were also a little puzzled: "From the data of the instrument, there are no problems with all physical signs and functions at present, except that he is unconscious, unconscious for no reason."

"I've checked all kinds of conditions. Brother Kong's body hasn't changed much except for those minor problems before."

At the end, Elder Huang sighed deeply.

The old man's surname is Huang. He is an authoritative expert on cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases in Yushui and the three surrounding provinces. He even has a lot of influence in the medical field in Shenzhou. The strength of the Kong family wanted to invite him out of the mountain, but it was not easy to do it.

Therefore, in terms of Huang Lao's authority, the Kong family naturally has no doubts about the things that the old man can confirm with his famous words.

If the other doctors couldn't even find out the cause of the disease after investigating for so long, with Yang Yun's personality, she would have ridiculed her medical skills a long time ago, and maybe she would ask her son to find some professors from the capital of magic to show off her social skills lock up.

But in the face of Huang Lao, even a vitriolic person like Yang Yun would not dare to do anything wrong.

Hearing this, the faces of the Kong family became even more depressed.

Kong Linger's hands that were originally clasped together were also hanging down weakly at this moment, looking at the old man in the guest bedroom, biting his lips tightly, with sad eyes.

"Old Huang, what should we do next?"

Kong Chengye, who couldn't think of a way out, was a little flustered.

Mr. Huang sighed softly, and looked at the time on his wrist: "According to the current vital signs data, Brother Kong's life is not in danger. If you want to continue to investigate the cause, you have to look at the results of other instruments, and it will probably take a while. .”

The Kong family was obviously relieved when they heard that there was no danger to their lives.

But there are exceptions. Yang Yun and Kong Xingxue looked at each other without speaking.

"Wait a minute."

Kong Chengye rubbed his face: "Tan'er prepares the car and sends Mr. Huang back to rest."

The Tan'er that Kong Chengye called was his eldest son, Kong Tan.

Let the eldest grandson see him off in person, which shows that the Kong family attaches great importance to Huang Lao.

Kong Qin promised to leave, but he was stopped by Kong Lao just two steps away.

"My own people, don't bother the children."

Mr. Huang shook his head: "Brother Kong is in poor health, Cheng Ye, you guys are anxious, don't worry too much about me."

Kong Chengye hesitated: "This..."

"fine."

Huang Lao, who was over sixty years old, shook his hand and said with a sigh: "You and my family are like the same blood, so why pay attention to those things."

"Ke Chengye, I have something to say to you as an uncle."

Huang Lao changed the subject and looked depressed.

Kong Chengye had spent his whole life in the business field, and he had long been proficient at observing words and expressions. When he saw Huang Lao's expression was different, he understood a lot in his heart.

"Lao San and Ling'er stay here, the rest go back and sit down."

Kong Chengye glanced at the crowd and motioned for the woman and nephew to leave.

For a moment, only Kong Chengye, Kong Chengxue, and Kong Linger were left near Mr. Huang.

Generally speaking, even Kong Linger is not qualified to go forward, but now Kong Linger is the only one left in the second branch of the Kong family, and Kong Linger should attend instead of his father.

Huang Lao sighed, and the smoke circle was slightly red: "This sentence should not have come from the mouth of a doctor, but... ah."

"The world is only a hundred years old, and Brother Kong has no self-cultivation. At this age, some things cannot be changed by money and filial piety."

At the end, Huang Lao's voice was a little choked up: "There are some things, you have to prepare early."

As soon as these words came out, the three of them fell silent.

Kong Ling'er was even more so, standing there in a daze, her mind blank.

……

In the distance, Nanny Wu, who had been standing with her hands down in the corner of the living room, changed her eyes and glanced at the message she had just received on her phone while no one was paying attention.

The new information is blank.

Nanny Wu quickly left four large characters on the screen with her fingertips.

【all the best】

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late at night.

An underground palace in the outer suburbs of Yushui City.

There was a ripple in the space, and Lu Chen's figure appeared out of thin air.

Without Lihuo and Qiongqiong, the entire underground palace has completely lost its magic, and all the entrances have been sealed by itself. When the years erode, the underground palace will quietly disappear into the world without leaving any traces.

Looking around Xiao Suo's underground palace, Lu Chen turned up his palm, twisted up a few strands of jet-black hair scattered on the ground, and held them in his palm.

The divine light in the eyes gradually shone.

The dark hair in the fingertips suddenly glowed, and a light curtain emerged out of thin air, gradually pieced together a young man, it was Meng An who was waiting to die in the folding sword pose last night.

As for the strands of hair, this was exactly the strands of hair that Meng An had chopped off under the monstrous sword power last night.

Lu Chen came here tonight deliberately looking for clues, so as to find out the location of the two of them.

The method used is the inheritance obtained last night, the Taoist 36 Tiangang method.

Taoist 36 Tiangang Method: Returning to Heaven and Returning to Sun.

[Returning to the sky and returning to the sun: those who have achieved it can penetrate the heavens, illuminate the world of Jambudvipa, and the world of hundreds of millions of constant sands, and can show the scenes that happened in the past without any obstacles. 】

But Lu Chen's current cultivation is not up to the realm of seeing the heavens, so he can only rely on some clues to inquire about the traces.

With the operation of returning to the sky and returning to the sun, the scene in the light curtain is constantly changing, and after a few seconds, the light curtain collapses.

The young Taoist disappeared into the underground palace as the light curtain shattered.

……

One hundred chapters, an inexplicable sense of ritual~!

(End of this chapter)