Chapter 188 Tian Youjiashen’s Purpose

"Just what?"

"It's just that if I make a mistake in my judgment, if I make a correct judgment and the master of Tiangang Disha is the Tian Youjiashen you call Master Zhao, then I'm afraid you won't be able to do it, Master Zhao."

Zhang Lindao didn't know why, but he felt a little bit of uneasiness, which began to gather in his heart.

"The best and only way to crack this spell is to kill the caster!

When a person dies, his skills will disappear, but when a person survives, he will survive. Apart from this method, I can't think of any other way."

Wu Meiniang tightly grasped Zhao Wujiang's sleeves, feeling extremely depressed.

When my cultivation and luck improve, I will have a chance to compete with Zhao Wujiang and stabilize his mind.

Nowadays, the Youdao Shou Gongsha only restrains emotions and does not cause much actual harm. He does not know Tian Youjiashen's purpose, but Tian Youjiashen has not hurt Wu Meiniang for so many years, so he will not hurt her suddenly.

"I am so old and powerless." Zhang Lindao sighed with emotion:

"The art of magic is broad and profound. A warlock who stands at the top can manipulate everything in the world with his hands. However, he has been corrupted by old age for many years, but his level is only this level. Alas."

"Why do you have to belittle yourself? It's already amazing to be able to break the nightmare technique of Tiangang Earth Demon Master." Zhao Wujiang knew that the reason why Tian Youjiashen's technique was so strong was because of what Yuan Tiangang had given him before he died.

That led to his current achievements.

As a magician in the martial arts world, Zhang Lindao is naturally inferior to people like Yuan Tiangang.

He kept thinking about Zhang Lindao's words. Are the two techniques really from the same person? One is in the north and the other is in the south. Why do they have the same Qi as Zhang Lindao said?

After several people communicated with each other, Zhao Wujiang left Qifeng Palace with Zhang Lindao.

Walking in the palace road paved with bluestones, Zhao Wujiang kept thinking about his recent mistakes, preparing to go to the Secretariat to exchange recent discoveries with Wang Yifang, and by the way, confirm whether Tian Youjiashen really never left Chang'an.

"Hurry! Hurry!" a little eunuch screamed, followed by two eunuchs who looked anxious.

Zhao Wujiang frowned and pulled the young eunuch: "What happened?"

The little eunuch was running in a hurry and didn't notice Zhao Wujiang. Now when he saw someone stopping him, he was so angry that he wanted to scold him. When he found out that it was Zhao Wujiang, he immediately lowered his eyebrows and looked down upon him.

"Master Zhao Zhao, the emperor suddenly fainted in the imperial study room just now. This servant has gone to ask the imperial doctor."

"Where is the director of the Imperial Hospital?" Zhao Wujiang asked.

The young eunuch said quickly: "His old man is refining the last medicine, which he said will be useful for the emperor's serious illness. He will be there later. Let the servants come with the two imperial doctors first."

"Take me first!" Zhao Wujiang's voice was low.

Several people rushed to the imperial study room in a hurry.

In the imperial study, the eunuch Wen Yong looked nervously at Li Zhi's condition.

Li Zhi is now slumped on the back of the chair, his eyes are closed, his face is slightly pale, and his breathing is heavy and stagnant.

The door was pushed open, and Zhao Wujiang led Zhang Lindao and several imperial doctors into the imperial study.

"Master Zhao, why are you here?" Wen Yong was delighted. Although he was a great master, he did not have any medical skills. Now that he saw Zhao Wujiang coming, he was relieved because he knew that Zhao Wujiang had superb medical skills.

Zhao Wujiang nodded and stepped forward to check Li Zhi's current situation with a solemn expression.

Everyone held their breath and did not dare to disturb Zhao Wujiang.

After Zhao Wujiang carefully explored it, he felt a chill behind his back.

The functions in his body were intact and there was nothing unusual about him, but he was now unconscious. This familiar scene made him instantly realize that Li Zhi was not ill, but had fallen victim to the same nightmare spell as Wang Xi.

Is it really you? Tian Yujiashen Zhao Wujiang thought of the scene a few days ago when Tian Yujiashen returned to the palace and had a pleasant conversation with Li Zhi. Tian Yujiashen had every opportunity to take action.

He slowly looked at Zhang Lindao and said in a deep voice: "Come and take a look."

Zhang Lindao saw Zhao Wujiang's solemn expression and began to check on Li Zhi's condition.

He looked extremely nervous. He saw two important figures, the Queen and the Emperor, within one day. This was something he had never dared to imagine in his life.

At the same time, he admired Zhao Wujiang's strength more and more. Not only did the imperial army respect him three points, but everyone in the palace also paid respect to Zhao Wujiang along the way.

"It's a nightmare, right?" Zhao Wujiang narrowed his eyes slightly and asked.

Zhang Lindao nodded: "Indeed"

He sighed longly, feeling bitter and frightened in his heart. At the same time, an uneasy feeling became more and more entangled in his heart. He didn't know where this feeling came from, but this feeling had been lingering since he investigated the empress's palace guard sand.

in his mind.

Perhaps, since I am a Jianghu person, I should not enter the temple. Zhang Lindao then spoke:

"It is indeed a nightmare spell of a warlock, but the emperor has been in this spell for more than a day or two. Judging from the current situation, I am afraid that he has been in this spell for a year!

And this technique also came from that person’s hand.”

"who?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Yong roared angrily and lifted up Zhang Lindao. His robe was held up by the Qi machine without any wind, and the entire imperial study room was filled with an extremely tyrannical aura.

The great master's power was not aimed at Zhao Wujiang, but Zhao Wujiang was like a lonely leaf being blown up by the strong wind at this moment, feeling the suffocating pressure.

Zhang Lindao's expression was even more horrified. He was mentioned like a little chicken by the great eunuch in front of him, and his cultivation level was not improved at all.

"Tian You. Jiashen." Zhang Lindao said the name with difficulty:

"This is just speculation. I have never seen this Tian Youjiashen. I still need to investigate more to be sure."

"Okay, let's wait for him to come." Wen Yong put down Zhang Lindao. Just now, he thought someone was trying to kill the emperor, and he suddenly showed his anger.

He watched Li Zhi grow up and served the late emperor Li Shimin. He had deep feelings for Li Zhi and was even more loyal.

Zhao Wujiang on the side looked thoughtful and said in a deep voice: "Come and help me break through the illusion! I will fall into a dream together."

"No!" Zhang Lindao said quickly. After adjusting his breathing, he said solemnly:

"Master Zhao, this is not just a day or two. The emperor should have been exposed to nightmare spells every day for the past year. His mind has been eroded to the core. If you fall into a dream together, you will definitely fall into deep destruction!"

The uneasiness in his heart had already spread all over his body, and he felt an inexplicable sense of crisis. His intuition told him to say what he wanted to say as soon as possible. He breathed quickly and said to Zhao Wujiang:

"Master Zhao, through this matter, I think I probably understand. I know, I know the purpose of the palace guard sand. This technique."

What Zhang Lindao wanted to say was cut off at the waist. He opened his mouth but could not make a sound. He looked confused and his heart beat more violently.

"What is this technique?" Zhao Wujiang shook Zhang Lindao's shoulders, while the eunuch Wen Yong looked solemn. He could see that this talkative old Taoist was a sorcerer, and he told him the key information.

"My crime deserves death, rescue is too late!"

An old voice came from outside the imperial study room. Tian Yujiashen stepped over the threshold with his arms crossed over the medicine box. He looked anxious and walked towards Zhao Wujiang and others.

At the same time, Zhang Lindao heard this voice and stared blankly at Tian Youjiashen, whose pupils were constantly enlarging as he walked towards him. He was inexplicably horrified and opened his mouth, wanting to tell Zhao Wujiang something.

He kept trying to help Zhao Wujiang with both hands, and then, blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth, nose, and eyes, and his whole body collapsed and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!