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    Taking a deep breath, Tang Xuan sat in the room and began to practice in seclusion.  Even though he had reached the limit of the sixth level and completely broken through the six spiritual veins, Tang Xuan still did not make a breakthrough immediately. Some warriors like to advance by leaps and bounds, exhaust their potential at once, and then accumulate it again, while others practice slowly.  Accumulate and try to lay a solid foundation step by step before making a breakthrough.  Compared to the first type, Tang Xuan chose the second type. Just like building a high-rise building, the more solid the foundation is, the stronger the building will be.  The taller the building, the deeper the foundation must be.  Martial arts is the same.  A few days ago, in order to cope with the competition, he used elixirs to improve his cultivation very quickly, which had already made his foundation a bit frivolous. After being tempered in each competition of the competition, Tang Xuan's foundation  It's stable.  But for him, this was not enough.  What he needs is perfection!  ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT Offensive  Don't think that using top-grade elixirs has no side effects at all. The impurities in top-grade elixirs are negligible to ordinary people. But if someone like Tang Xuan swallows a large amount of it and gathers sand into a tower, he can't see it now, but it will affect him in the future.  The road to martial arts creates huge obstacles.  The impurities of the elixir mixed in the elixir are so finely divided that they are almost invisible. Under the vibration of Jiuyang Zhenqi, they are continuously refined and burned out with real fire.  In Tang Xuan's eyes, the book "Nine Yang True Jie" is a priceless treasure.  Although it is very difficult to practice, the effect of tempering the true energy far exceeds that of ordinary white-level top techniques.  Over and over again, the true energy circulated in Tang Xuan's body.  After a few days, the true energy in Tang Xuan's body gradually became perfect, without any impurities Just when Tang Xuan went into seclusion to cultivate and broke through to the seventh level.  In the palace, the moon is dark and the wind is high.  A conspiracy is brewing.  A secret room with dense black blood runes on the walls.  On the altar table in the middle, there is a bright red earthenware jar. There is a funnel-shaped hole on the top of the earthenware jar. From time to time, you can hear a cry like a ghost baby coming from the earthenware jar. It is very strange.  Terrible.  There were several people standing in the room, Luo Feng and the southern Xinjiang wizard Wu Mu were among them.  Luo Feng's face looked slightly unnatural.  Although he himself likes to torture others and has a twisted mentality.  However, compared to the wizard from southern Xinjiang in front of him, he still felt a little inferior. Fortunately, there were two tenth-level Anluo Kingdom worshipers standing next to him, which gave him a little confidence, otherwise he would not have  Dare to stand in this room that makes people feel indescribably weird.  "Master Wumu, are you ready?" "Almost. Just wait for the time." Wumu's deep voice lingered in the secret room.  Time passes by minute by minute.  No one continued to speak.  While Luo Feng was waiting anxiously, Wu Mu finally moved. He walked to the altar table, faced the bright red earthen jar, danced and muttered to himself, and what he said was the witch language of southern Xinjiang.  The syllables are short, like the sound of some kind of insect, sometimes sharp, sometimes deep, sometimes roaring.  With his witchcraft, the cries in the jar became stronger and stronger, boom!  Boom!  Boom!  There seemed to be something hitting the wall of the earthen jar, causing the earthen jar to continuously shake on the altar table.  "Kawuda!" Wumu shouted.  He grabbed a half-red and half-white thing from a snakeskin bag, placed it on the funnel-shaped cavity of the earthen pot, and stuffed it inside.  Luo Feng and the warrior next to him both had twitching expressions.  "Crazy!" A voice burst out in their hearts.  That half-red and half-white thing is clearly a fresh human brain.  I don¡¯t know what method Wu Mu used. The human brain was stuffed into the bright red earthen jar from the obviously much smaller hole. The sobbing and the sound of hitting the earthen jar stopped, but then the sound of  It was a slight but intensive chewing sound.  Luo Feng¡¯s stomach was churning a little, and it was obvious what he was eating.  After Wumu fed a human head, he continued to dance an unknown dance and muttered to himself.  After a while.  The sound of chewing in the earthen pot stopped, and the cry like a ghost baby sounded again, boom!  Boom!  Boom!  The contents inside began to hit the jar again, with greater force than before.  It seems a little bigger.  Wu Mu took out another thing and fed it from the hole in the jar. This time, it was an eyeball!  The earthen potThe clicking sound subsided again, and the sound of chewing began.  ¡­ ¡­ Just like that, every once in a while, Wu Mu would feed something.  The third time it was a heart, the fourth time it was a piece of meat with no name.  With each feeding, the impact of the contents in the jar became stronger and stronger, and the jar seemed to crack during the impact.  After feeding him seven or eight times, Wu Mu suddenly made an action that shocked Luo Feng and others. He took out a black dagger and stabbed it directly into his heart.  Collect the blood flowing out from the blood groove of the dagger, and it will make a full bowl.  As the blood flowed out, Wu Mu's face turned extremely pale.  After receiving a bowl of blood, he suddenly pulled out the dagger. Strangely, after the dagger was separated from his body, his chest stopped bleeding. Wu Mu threw a foul-smelling pill into his mouth, and his face became slightly calmer.  There was a trace of blood.  He poured the bowl of blood along the hole in the earthen jar.  The creature in the jar made a rapid and excited neigh. When Wumu poured the entire bowl of blood into it, he roared several times.  The creature in the jar that had swallowed Wu Mu¡¯s blood was hit hard.  The earthen pot cracked with a sound, and a red light flashed out.  After hovering in the air for several times, it finally seemed to find the target and landed on Wu Mu's palm.  It was then that everyone saw clearly that it was a red beetle. The strange thing was that on the back of the beetle was a blurry human face with empty eyes.  After doing all this, Wu Mu's face was extremely pale, but there was a trace of excitement and evil light in his expression, and a low voice sounded: "This is the famous heart-eating Gu in southern Xinjiang. With this Gu, I will  The Emperor of Tianning can be controlled." Luo Feng looked at the small Gu worm in Wu Mu's hand, thinking of the bloody and horrific scene just now, he half believed it and licked his lips.  "Master, it's up to you." Wu Mu nodded and mumbled a bunch of Southern Xinjiang dialect to the beetle. The beetle fluttered its wings and a ray of red light swept out of the secret room.  In the night, a faint red light flew past. No sentry noticed it. Even if it did, it would only be regarded as an ordinary little insect.  The red light circled around the palace and finally came to Tianning Palace.  This is the palace of the Emperor of Tianning.  ???????????????????????????????????????Out of the corrugations, in a large bedroom, a middle-aged man was lying on a luxurious golden bed, with dragons and phoenixes carved on the bed rails, showing a royal style.  The beetle landed on the curtain, and stared at the middle-aged man for a while with a pair of eyes smaller than a mung bean. It flew directly into the middle-aged man's slightly opened mouth. There was no sound in the whole process, and the middle-aged man didn't make any sound.  no feeling.  A slight bulge followed the middle-aged man¡¯s throat, all the way down, and finally stopped at the middle-aged man¡¯s heart The next day, in a garden deep in the palace.  Princess Yunmeng was sitting on the railing of a pond, looking at the fish in the water with somewhat wandering eyes.  "Fish, fish, I'd rather be you, at least free and without so much intrigue." Yunmeng murmured softly, looking a little sad and depressed.  Ever since she was almost raped by Luo Feng, the third prince of Anluo Kingdom, that night, she has been staying at home. Although she was very dissatisfied with her father for not dealing with the third prince of Anluo Kingdom, at least his father still sent several powerful Ouchi priests to guard him.  Her, so that she would not fall into Luo Feng's poisonous hands again for the time being.  "I wonder who is the uncle who saved me one day?" Yunmeng has been investigating the benefactor who saved her these days, but after asking everyone in the palace, no one has seen the yellow-faced man. Everyone  They all told her that there were no worshipers with such looks in the palace, and there were even fewer worshipers who were masters of swordsmanship. Those few people were obviously very different in age and stature.  With that person¡¯s strength, even in the Ouchi Palace where masters gather, it is impossible for him to be an unknown person.  So Yunmeng is already somewhat certain that the person is not Ouchi.  But why did he appear in the palace, and why did he shout "I'm late for help"? From the other party's voice, Yunmeng felt that he seemed to know her, but racking his brains, he couldn't think of where he had seen him before.  Such a person.  "I hope that uncle is safe and sound." Thinking of that night when I was extremely desperate, the figure of the yellow-faced uncle appeared in front of me like a magic weapon descending from the sky. Although his back was not unusually tall, no matter when I thought about it,  , will make you feel extremely at ease in your heart.  Yunmeng, who was very grateful in her heart, certainly didn¡¯t want the yellow-faced uncle to be poisoned by Luo Feng.??.  Just when Yun was dreaming about things.  A palace maid hurriedly walked in, came to Yunmeng, and saluted: "Princess, Your Majesty is discussing something in the front hall, and I will ask you to come over by name." "Father, let me go?" Yunmeng was a little surprised. Father would never let her participate.  When he was in government affairs, how could he let her pass when discussing matters in the front hall?  "Yes, Your Majesty, please come over immediately." The palace maid said.  "Okay." Yunmeng hesitated for a moment, nodded, and walked to the front hall accompanied by several worshipers.  After a long time, they finally arrived at the front hall from the harem. As soon as Yunmeng stepped in, his expression changed slightly. In the entire court hall, there were not only civil and military officials from the dynasty, but also someone he absolutely did not want to see, An Luo.  The third prince of the country, Luo Feng, was also among them.  And he was also given a position, just to the left of the Emperor of Tianning.  At the same time as Yunmeng stepped into the hall, Luo Feng's eyes were also directed towards him, with a meaningful smile on his lips, his "chiluo" eyes not hiding his inner desires at all.
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