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- "In the late spring of the thirteenth year of Emperor Yongxuan's reign, on the night of May 19th, Qi Jun Tang Yuzhen was instigated by traitors and launched a palace coup. The eldest princess led 800 soldiers to quell the rebellion. Qing Jun was on his side. He returned triumphantly at dawn and Qi Jun was targeted. Kill The old historian raised his head from the numerous volumes, smiled and asked the young man in front of him: "Master Liu, really don't want to be included in the annals of history? "
"Forget it, old sir, please don't waste time on me, a little person." Liu Yun chuckled.
"What a pity. It is recorded in history, reported to the gods, and passed down to the people. It is a great honor." The old historian shook his head with regret on his face.
Report to the gods? Oh, God discovered me, a person who should not have appeared in this era, how could he let me go?
Liu Yun thought secretly.
But having said that, if I am really recorded in history, what kind of title should I takeregicide?
"I wonder what posthumous title the old gentleman is going to give Tang Yuzhen?" Liu Yun changed the subject.
"Master Liu doesn't know something. Although the princes and kings decide their posthumous titles after their death, the posthumous titles have to be issued by the central dynasty. Unlike the central dynasty, the emperor's posthumous title is determined in advance by fortune-telling within a hundred days of the emperor's birth. .¡±
"I see."
Liu Yun was about to leave when, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the old historian had turned over a new page and marked the date: the thirteenth year of Emperor Yongxuan, late spring, May 21st.
"The old gentleman is also a prophet, so he will start writing tomorrow's historical records." Liu Yundao.
"Master Liu, don't make fun of the old man." He glanced at the light rain outside the window. A hint of cunning flashed in the old historian's dim eyes: "Something big will happen tomorrow. Isn't it?"
The rain is about to stop.
Walking in the slightly chaotic Qi Palace, Liu Yun seemed like an outsider. When the palace maids and guards saw him, they all knelt down and bowed to him, and then left in a hurry.
After a few boring turns, Liu Yun returned to his palace.
Liu Yun had done everything he could by killing Jing Chuxiao and secretly killing Tang Yuzhen. Tang Yuchen simply allocated a palace to him. No shying away.
"Liu Xiaosi."
Liu Yun shouted.
"Here we come." Liu Xiaoxian ran out from nowhere, followed by Jiehua who looked alert.
Liu Yun sat down with a golden sword and looked at Liu Xiaoxian.
"Has Jing Chuxiao ever left Qi Yue?"
Liu Xiaoxian had a look of resentment on his face. He counted with his fingers under Liu Yun's pressing gaze, and said after a while: "No. He and his men are still staying in Qijing."
Yaohua nodded.
"It seems that he is still thinking about the Blood God." Liu Yun's face was as dark as water, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or worried: "Liu Xiaosi, please do the math again. Master Yun, can I get my wish tomorrow?"
"This" Liu Xiaoxian looked confused and hesitated, "I can't figure it out."
"Um?"
"I really can't figure it out! Ever since you broke my Jinkou hexagram, you have broken away from my hexagram. Unless you meet a senior who is higher than me, no one can even think of calculating your fate."
¡°µO, is what she said true?¡±
"it is true."
It seems that the way of divination and the way of martial arts are similar. Liu Xiaoxian failed to calculate my fate accurately, which is equivalent to losing to me and losing my will to fight.
Looking at the blushing Liu Xiaoxian, Liu Yun thought secretly and took a sip of the tea handed over by Jinghua. Liu Yun said slowly: "You can't calculate my fate, but you can figure out some other things."
"It depends on what it is."
Seemingly guessing that Liu Yun didn¡¯t want to kill him, Liu Xiaoxian¡¯s courage increased slightly.
"It's very simple. I want you to help me find Tang's natal skills." Liu Yun smiled slightly.
"This" Liu Xiaoxian clenched his palms, which were wet with sweat. He hesitated for a moment before gathering the courage to say, "Yes, yes, but you have to promise me that I will let me go after I help you find the technique. "
With that said, Liu Xiaoxian raised his head and looked at Liu Yun. Liu Yun's face was filled with gloom, and he was staring at her fiercely, with a cold light in his eyes.
¡°I¡¯ll figure it out, I¡¯ll figure it out!¡±
Liu Xiaoxian shivered and shouted repeatedly.
"One mistake will lead to eternal hatred, this is true Why did I provoke him in the first place?"
Liu Xiaoxian regretted it too late.
He lowered his head and counted with his fingers. Not long after, Liu Xiaoxian let out a light sigh.
"What, is it possible that you can't figure this out? Huh, what's the point of keeping you." Liu Yun slammed the table.
"Ah!" Liu Xiaoxian was frightened by Liu Yun and exclaimed: "No, no, I found the skill, but the skill is actually hidden in Qi Temple."
¡°Qi Temple?where? "
"On the outskirts of the city, the northeastern suburbs Leaving Yaohua watching Liu Xiaoxian in the palace, Liu Yun rode on the trophy he harvested last night - Tang Yuzhen's exotic beast, the fire-avoiding golden crystal Suan Ni beast, and headed straight to the outskirts of the city Qi Temple.
Martial arts techniques are roughly divided into two categories.
The first category is martial arts, including "Thirteen Shocking Strikes", "Ask the Buddha Three Mudras", and "Shenbat Tiangong", which are used to practice martial arts. The other type is used to practice the true energy and blood essence, and improve the level, which is called the natal skill.
Generally speaking, natal skills are simpler than martial arts skills. They are just the methods of movement of true energy and essence and blood, and the tips for connecting, accumulating, breaking through, and stabilizing each level of realm. Precisely because of its simplicity, compared to the openness of martial arts skills, the natal skills are very conservative. Each family and sect takes their own natal skills very closely, strictly guarding them, and rarely spreading them to outsiders.
Liu Yun¡¯s magic method is the Jiang family¡¯s ¡°Dragon Demon Flying **¡±. It cannot be called the top among the evil demon sects in Tianque Continent, but it can still be regarded as first-rate. As for the true way of cultivation, Liu Yun only relied on the true energy of Dugu Peak to move on his own, and did not practice his own life skills. Therefore, Liu Yun was always at a loss and did not know how to practice and break through. The only breakthrough was through absorbing the Great Chantou Temple. The ethereal jade bone.
The strong will return, and Liu Yun urgently needs to improve his strength to face the chaotic and uncertain future.
There is no need to worry about magic skills. The slow progress of Tao skills troubles Liu Yun, which also makes him consider practicing a natal skill.
And Liu Yun knew Zhengdao Wu Xiuzhong. The fastest practitioner is Tang Yuzhen. He is about the same age as Liu Yun, but he has already reached the eighth level of Taoism. He is not inferior to any magic sect genius of the same age. Tang Yuzhen has a good talent in martial arts, but he cannot be called a one-in-a-thousand genius. His rapid improvement has something to do with the natal skills he practices.
The suburbs are not like the capital city, which has good underground drainage channels. There is no standing water on the road. Liu Yun ran all the way through the bumpy mud. The heavy rains for days had created many ponds and swamps on the outskirts of the city. Fortunately, Liu Yun was greedy for novelty and took a rare animal to walk on the ground.
Not long after, Liu Yun saw Qimiao.
"stop!"
Liu Yun suddenly pressed Suan Ni¡¯s big head and stopped in front of a huge temple.
The temple is decorated with red paint and gold tiles. There is an upright jade plaque hanging above it, with the words "Qi Temple" written on it. This temple is magnificently built. The temple gate is wide. It can accommodate twenty horses galloping side by side, and is more than ten feet high. It has a gold frame and silver sills, which makes people marvel at Qi Yue's wealth.
Using a special mithril chain to tie the Suan Ni beast to a copper stake, Liu Yun swaggered towards Qi Temple.
"Where will the natal skills be hidden?"
Pushing open the temple door, Liu Yun muttered to himself with his head down.
The temple was not as dark as he thought. The flames of candlesticks on the surrounding walls flickered, illuminating the temple.
When you look up. Liu Yun saw a strange person.
The man was very tall and thin, a head taller than Liu Yun. Wrapped in a dark robe, it felt like his body was just a wooden frame, forcibly holding up the black robe. And his face was shriveled, pale, without any sense of flesh and blood, covered with bones and veins exposed.
If it were Liu Xiaoxian and Jiehua, they would have shouted "there's a ghost" a long time ago.
The man in Qi Temple was shrouded in a gloomy aura. He really looked like a long-faced ghost who ran out of the Death Palace in the underground palace. The most terrifying thing was not his appearance, but what he was doing.
He stood in front of a cold jade long platform that exuded air-conditioning. He used silver tongs to slowly handle the body of a woman on the long platform. He was very attentive. He didn't seem to notice Liu Yun coming in.
"What?" Liu Yun asked, staring at Tang Yuzhen, who was already dead under the man's hands.
"Collection of corpses." The man's voice was cold and calm.
He put down the silver pliers, took two steps back, and looked at Tang Yuzhen with a strange look, as if he was admiring a work.
"I came from Tianjing and just arrived last night. I was specially hired by the dynasty to collect corpses for princes, relatives of the emperor, and children of nobles. In addition to transporting the corpses back to Tianjing to verify their identity, my duty is also to organize the corpses. Keep your appearance, so as not to scare the masters of Tianjing." The man in black robe turned his head and stared at Liu Yun: "This is the first time I met someone who dared to talk to me when I was collecting corpses."
Only the locals of Yongjing will call the capital of Tianyong Tianjing, and the people in the vassal states generally call it Yongjing.
"You said you arrived at Qi Temple last night." Liu Yun looked the man in black robe up and down, doubts flashing in his eyes: "But Tang Yuzhen died this morning. How did you know?"
"That's why I'm called an ominous person, because I can smell the smell of death. The more precious you are, the stronger the smell of death will be when you are about to die."The man in black robe shrugged and said.
"The smell of death, what is that smell?"
"The stench is unbearable."
The light of the candlelight reflected the profile of the man in black robe. Looking carefully, he was not too old, in his early twenties. But the tone and tone of his words were extremely sophisticated, and a bit vicissitudes of life, with a sense of seeing through the world.
After staring at Liu Yun for a while, the man in black robe suddenly said: "It turns out you killed him."
Then he waved his hand: "Don't worry, I'm used to hanging out with dead people, and my mouth is harsher than dead people. When you came to Qi Temple, could it be that you still haven't vented your anger and wanted to whip the corpse? That's okay. But you can only whip the lower body and the upper body. I just sorted it out.¡±
Liu Yun smiled and shook his head: "I'm just looking for a technique. People like you, who play with dead people all day long, probably don't know about it."
The man in black robe laughed, his laughter was low and hoarse, a bit like a crow.
He took two steps forward and blocked the candlelight with his back.
"Could it be that you are looking for Tang's Shenglong Emperor Kung Fu?"
"I play with dead people all day long, so the dead people only talk to me I am very busy in the middle of the month, so I guarantee two updates, and the time may be delayed, sorry)!~!
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