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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of Tianlong Chapter 155: True or False

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    Chapter 155 True or False

    After leaving the palace, he was determined. The speed of the flashing technique was extremely fast, several times that of the divine walking technique, and it also consumed the same amount of internal energy.

    In this short time, the internal strength of the two acupoints has been exhausted.

    If this method is used, it will sway for more than ten feet, which is a few minutes faster than the Divine Walking Technique, and it does not consume much internal energy. However, if it sways for more than twenty feet, it will be several times faster than the Divine Walking Technique, and the internal energy consumption will be extremely shocking.  Even Xiao Yuesheng, if it were someone else, no matter how deep his inner strength was, he could only perform it for a moment.

    They chased and ran away, and in the blink of an eye, they were out of the palace, came to the woods where Xiao Yuesheng often came, and quickly got in.

    When Lin Mo entered, the three old monks finally stopped. Xiao Yuesheng sat on the treetop, watching them drift away, lost in thought.

    The blind old monk did not pursue him after all, and the three old monks did not pursue him to the end or enter the woods at the last moment.

    This gave off a strange aura, and Xiao Yuesheng felt calm and at ease. After thinking about it for a moment, he realized something was wrong.

    A guess suddenly popped into his mind, he frowned and his face darkened.

    In a flash, he came out of the woods and stood fluttering on the treetops. He was wearing a green shirt, as if it would be blown away by the night wind at any time, straight up into the sky, and entering the palace in the sky.

    The black outfit has been changed, and the relic in the crystal cover, along with the night clothes, were hidden in the woods where no one could find it.

    With the relics on his body, his soul was greatly hindered, suppressing the power of guessing the human heart. Fortunately, Taiqing Yuxia Ziying observed the Dharma Hinayana, and the magical power he obtained was still there, and he could turn the non-form into something. Otherwise, he would have caught the great  Nirvana Palm will be more difficult.

    Obtaining this relic, he vaguely felt that it was a huge gain, but suppressing the soul and not having such sharp eyesight was a harm.

    Everything has advantages and disadvantages, this is the rule of heaven and earth, without exception.

    He stood on the treetops, the breeze came slowly, he looked into the distance, his eyes were far away, his mind was broad, and the conjecture in his heart became clearer and clearer.

    The frown on his brows became tighter and tighter. The more he thought about it, the more certain he became of his guess.

    He flashed and appeared more than ten feet away. After a few flashes, he passed by Lingzhou City and appeared in a small courtyard of Feiyun Inn.

    This small courtyard is quiet and elegant, in the style of the Song Dynasty. Seeing it, it feels like living in the Song Dynasty. Xiao Yuesheng is cordial and lives here.

    The small courtyard was set during the day. When I came back at this time, I entered the small courtyard without any sound.

    Entering the bedroom, the brocade quilt on the bed was bulging high. As if there was a person lying on his side, motionless, Xiao Yuesheng sat on the couch, opened the brocade quilt, took out the two bundles and put them aside.

    Get on the couch and start to exercise and adjust your breathing.

    He stayed there for several days, and everything was calm in Lingzhou City. Nothing happened. There seemed to be no news from the palace.

    He occasionally went to Yipintang, but did not meet Yue Laosan and Duan Yanqing, but was told that he had left Yipintang.

    Xiao Yuesheng asked hurriedly, "How to leave the law?" The man said, exiting the First Grade Hall. As he spoke, he kept shaking his head with an incredulous look on his face.

    Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, his words were quite effective and actually scared these two villains away. It was quite ridiculous.

    Although Yue Laosan is a stupid young man who kills people at will, he also knows what's interesting. Every time he sees himself, he turns around and runs away without even making a move.

    If he had the guts to take action against him, Xiao Yuesheng would use an excuse to kill him too, but this look made him feel uncomfortable as a killer, so he didn't bother to pay any more attention to it.

    He was still thinking about the palace. After much deliberation, he confirmed his guess. The emperor of Xixia was probably not dead at all, and the one he killed was an impostor.

    "This skill of confusing the real with the fake is indeed amazing. It has actually been concealed from myself. The world is so big that there are countless strange people and strangers, especially in the palace.

    To abolish so many royal guards at once will definitely damage the vitality of the palace. Martial arts masters are not ordinary soldiers. A soldier can be trained in one or two years, but it takes decades to become a martial arts master. Besides, many martial arts people disdain  Join the government.

    This way, it should be easier to break into the palace.

    One night, he sneaked into the first floor and took shelter in an empty room. His soul spread out and everything within a radius of five miles flashed clearly.

    Without the suppression of Buddhist relics, his soul can flow freely and spread out like sound waves without any hindrance.

    The main hall of the palace - the Yizheng Hall was right at the edge. A little further away, it was five miles away. At this time, it was wrapped in the soul. It was clearly visible that he saw the Emperor of Xixia.

    He frowned,Sure enough, the Emperor of Xixia was alive and well, but I don't know if this emperor was the real one. He was exactly the same as the previous one, no matter in terms of appearance or temperament, his eyes were bright, majestic and powerful.

    And around him, there were actually eight masters.

    In addition to the four old monks, there are four others. All of them are old and decayed, but their internal strength is amazing. Although they are not as good as the four old monks, they are almost different.

    Observing in my mind, these four people, two old and two young, the old man is sixty or seventy years old, his body is lean, as if made of iron.

    The two little ones are strong and strong, with strong muscles and smooth lines, revealing the beauty of unspeakable strength. Their muscles roll during their movements, containing explosive power.

    "The four of them all have a strange appearance. The skin all over their body seems to have brilliance flowing, and if there is a golden light shining, it seems that they have been smeared with a light layer of gold powder.

    Xiao Yuesheng knew in his heart that these four people were practicing foreign martial arts and had reached an extremely high level. From the outside to the inside, their whole body was resistant to beatings and was unparalleled.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled secretly. These four people were obviously human shields. With the four of them blocking him and the attacks from the four old monks, he would have no worries.

    But, is this emperor real or fake?  Was the one he killed real or fake?

    "It's really hard to say. The two people are exactly the same. Whether it's temperament or appearance, it's almost difficult to tell them apart. Although he was suppressed by the relic at the beginning, his vision is still sharp.

    Could it be that the one he killed was fake and was really here?  Or did he kill the real emperor, and this one was a fake, a substitute found by the four old monks?

    Or, if the one you killed was fake, this one is also fake?

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed. This palace is indeed not an easy place. Now, if he tries to kill him again, he will not be able to do so. Even if these four horizontal masters cannot resist him, they can still block him twice.

    Thinking of this, he shook his head, let it go, spare the Xixia emperor's life for the time being, and wait until he enters the realm of innateness, and then come again.

    He is really greedy for the great inner secret storehouse and wants to take a look.

    The first plan is to study the Buddhist relics first. He has a hunch that there will be a big harvest. If there is another adventure, go to the next level and kill a Xixia emperor, which is worse than killing a chicken!  ?

    The Buddhist relic was like a piece of meat to his mouth. He was anxious and couldn't wait to eat it. As for killing the Xixia Emperor, he could easily do it since he had benefited from it.

    "Besides, an idea flashed in his mind, and he suddenly had a good idea to kill an emperor. Although this method was simple and direct, it was not the best.

    Wouldn¡¯t it be better if you could control an emperor?  !

    He was immediately seized by this idea, and his thoughts grew uncontrollably, getting stronger and stronger, and he felt that this idea was more and more good.

    If you can control this emperor, the benefits will be endless. The more you think about it, the more wonderful it becomes. Although it is difficult, it is more challenging and your body will become more and more full of fighting spirit.

    He was feeling that his life was leisurely and unmotivated, but now he finally found something to do!

    In the early morning, Xiao Yuesheng left Lingzhou, went to the woods, took the relics, wrapped them in his arms, and went straight towards a deep mountain and old forest.

    I came to a mountain top and looked down. The mountains and rivers were bent, the lake was like a mirror, and the white clouds were lingering on the blue sky, which was extremely open.

    Several large stones were piled up to form a stone house. He gently wiped the angular stones with his palms, and the powder was rustling wherever he wiped. When he took his hand away, they turned into regular shapes and stacked together perfectly.  If plastered with plaster.

    He hid in a stone house and began to study the Buddha's bone relics.

    He held the relic in the palm of his hand, and a breath invaded along the palm of his hand. It was warm and soft. When he took a closer look, it contained an inexplicable majesty, as if he was facing the mountains and the sea.

    The soul clings to the body, as if being crushed into a ball. He concentrates hard, and the mind and the mind are in harmony, as if he is in a state of concentration. The soul suddenly rises, and he can withstand the inexplicable pressure. He leaves the body and puts the hand in his hand.  Relic package.
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