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Zhao Rong's head was covered with black lines at this time.
But soon, he realized that Gui's tone of voice was not venomous or joking.
"how do I say this?"
Gui said directly: "This matter is very wrong. The medicinal power of Pure White Han Palace is supposed to heal the injuries of the dying person and return the physical state to normal. The emphasis is on the word 'as usual'."
Zhao Rong was thoughtful.
It said seriously: "So, it can only restore your physical body to its original state, not make the user handsome."
"Besides, although people's appearance is divided into beautiful and ugly, these are just people's subjective feelings. In objective fact, there is no difference between beauty and ugliness. It is the same for heaven. You are affected by the pure white cold palace medicine and the aura of the main hall.
Reshaping your body without any human intervention will specifically mold you in a handsome direction. Even if you reshape your appearance randomly, it is most likely to be ugly."
Zhao Rong put forward a different opinion and said seriously: "What if Tiandao just thinks that I should be so handsome?"
Return: "…………"
It choked for a while and said calmly: "Can you please stop interrupting and analyze the abnormality for you? Be careful of being plotted secretly."
Zhao Rong nodded, "Okay, you continue."
As he said that, he turned to look at Sin Yuan next to him and walked towards the edge of the cliff.
Gui thought for a while and asked him, "In your impression, when you were reshaped by the pure white cold palace in the dragon coffin of the main hall, did you have any special feelings when you first woke up, or did you feel something strange?"
Zhao Rong walked to the edge of the cliff and took another step back because the wind below was too strong and a cyclone was generated. If he got too close, he would be unstable and rolled down.
He squatted down, looked down at the dark scene below, and thought for a while.
"A special feeling...does it count because the sleeves are too heavy?"
With a straight face, he said, "It doesn't count."
Zhao Rong squinted his eyes, as if after recollection, "Although she looks thin, she is actually... fleshy, and she is pressing on me... Does this count..."
Angrily, Gui interrupted: "It's like a hammer! I don't care how she feels, so be serious."
Zhao Rong nodded vigorously, frowned and thought for a while, and shook his head seriously: "There are not many abnormal sensations in the body. The only thing that can feel different from before is...ahem...it should be the hateful dragon, it seems.
Not dead yet."
He is really serious.
"???"
Guizhen doesn’t want to understand immediately.
It wanted to curse, but it also knew that what Zhao Rong said was true. The pure white cold palace and the spiritual energy shaping not only seemed to have reshaped and restored his body, but also seemed to have restored a certain demon dragon, and its shape and so on
Fixed.
Because this is the original state of the dragon before he died.
But Zhao Rong has nothing to be embarrassed to say. His relationship with Sword Spirit... well, they are almost indistinguishable from each other. I should have seen it long ago... Wait, this seems to refer to him. If so, Zhao Rong
I've never seen what it really looks like.
From this point of view, he seems to be at a bit of a disadvantage.
Sword Spirit suddenly asked: "Then did you notice anything unusual about Luo Xiu?"
Zhao Rong shook his head, "She was... resting and catching her breath, and later she pretended to be asleep. I didn't find anything unusual about her. Wait, you're saying... maybe she took the lead in reshaping my body?"
Gui thought for a while and said in an uncertain tone: "Probably not. She just provided Pure White Han Palace. She does have the motive of wanting you to become more handsome, but Luo Xiu shouldn't have the ability to lead the reshaping of the body."
Zhao Rong thought for a while and his eyes narrowed: "Could it be... that I am so handsome in the first place, but my appearance has been covered up, or it is due to environmental factors?"
There was silence between the two of them for a while.
Gui shook his head, "Obviously, not really."
Zhao Rong: "......"
"Could it be that... I have Taikoo Liren's blood in my body? Is it inspired this time?"
"Obviously, it's not the case. Li Clan's tall Shenxiu can tell."
Zhao Rong: "......"
He was speechless and waved his hand, "No matter what, if it is really the mastermind behind this, I have to thank them for making me handsome."
Zhao Rong felt that Sword Spirit was a little too suspicious.
He directly changed the subject, "Hey, go back."
"Why do you call me?"
Zhao Rong pointed to the dark abyss below, "I saw it."
"What do you see? You can see it in such a dark place?"
"No, I mean the autumn wind."
Zhao Rong shook his head and said seriously: "I see that the autumn wind and autumn air blowing down here are... energetic."
"Light golden aura."
Return to silence.
Zhao Rong squatted on the edge of the cliff, lowered his head and squinted his eyes.
It's like looking into the abyss, and like reminiscing.
"Gui, do you still remember that I once said that I saw a magnificent cauldron made of condensed energy on the top of the Moon Festival? The cauldron was pale gold, had four legs and two ears, and was square..."
Gui nodded, after practicing the 'Heart Lake Evil Dragon Technique', Zhao Rong's eyes gained some energy-seeing abilities.
Zhao Rong nodded and pointed to the 'autumn wind' blowing from bottom to top, "The source of the light golden cauldron on the top of the mountain is the wind blowing up from this abyss of sin..."
"Return, we are indeed inside the Moon Festival Mountain now."
Zhao Rong chuckled softly and asked: "Gui, do you recognize these pale golden qi? Is it dragon qi, evil qi, or the exposed magic power of a certain powerful person? Is there a powerful person who is sealed below?"
Or... there is some peerless treasure down there."
Sword Spirit was quiet for a while, then shook his head, "I don't know. I don't know."
Zhao Rong nodded and did not ask any more about the pale golden energy and the magnificent four-legged cauldron.
After returning to silence, he advised: "Zhao Rong, don't look further down, be careful of falling. I can feel that there are unknown dangers below. There may be some things in this place that are beyond your knowledge.
, and the same goes for this weird ruins, you’d better not wander around..."
Zhao Rong smiled and said half truthfully: "Unknown dangers also mean opportunities... How about I try falling off a cliff? I don't seem to have fallen off the cliff yet. Maybe I can find a big opportunity down there."
"
Gui frowned, this time he did not attack Zhao Rong, Yin Yang or use provocation:
"Don't make trouble. This is not a place you can explore in Fuyao Realm now. Let's go first and remember the way to get here. We can explore again when we have the strength and confidence."
Zhao Rong nodded and looked around.
He noticed that a certain sword spirit seemed to be hiding something from him.
But Zhao Rong was not prepared to ask further questions.
He turned and left the cliff.
Before leaving, Zhao Rong turned his head and stared at the abyss of sin below him.
He always felt... there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him from the abyss of sin.
…
Xiaoyu finally returned to the main hall on the cliff and found Zhao Rong.
She didn't know why she ran away before.
Anyway, her ignorant intuition told her that if the girl blushed and was shy, she would just run away.
This seems to be an essential skill for girls in any era, and they can be learned by themselves without a teacher.
Before Xiaoyu returned, he had actually figured out and confirmed one thing, that is...
This Mr. Zhao is really handsome.
When she met Mr. Zhao in Xingzi Town before, she didn't think he was very handsome. She only thought he had a decent appearance.
And now, after Mr. Zhao was rescued by Sister Xiuer and recovered from his injuries, Xiaoyu felt that his reshaped face was really handsome.
It was true that she had never seen such a handsome young man before, but she had never seen such a strong and attractive young man like Zhao Rong who had just stepped out of the dragon coffin.
The very young Xiaoyu used to roughly classify the men she met into good-looking and bad-looking men, and there was no difference between them. After all, the little girl knew what love was.
But how could she have imagined that she would encounter an 'unreasonable accident' today.
Xiaoli Nu, who has always been confused about certain things, doesn't know how to describe the visual sense that Zhao Rong's appearance brings to her.
It's like... Mr. Zhao's heroic appearance is entirely based on her aesthetic preferences, or... it's completely based on the aesthetic preferences of all divorced women, including Xiaoyu, and he has stepped on every one of them.
Key points I like.
This is a look that can make all the lonely and proud divorced women look at her with attention. There is an attraction that comes from the depth of blood and is difficult to ignore.
And if Zhao Rong's new appearance falls in the eyes of other normal human women, it will just be normal handsomeness and eye-catching. It may be very good-looking, but it will never be something that will shock the world for thousands of years.
Just like the review of a certain Sword Spirit not long ago.
Xiaoyu's sudden blush just now was mostly because Mr. Zhao's appearance was too lethal to the Li girls...
At this moment, the little girl has calmed down her emotions outside.
She no longer blushed, washed her face, calmed down for a while and returned.
With a sullen face, Xiaoyu found Zhao Rong who was wandering around the main hall looking around.
The mission she left behind has not been completed yet, so she cannot leave directly.
And one of the most important tasks is to promise Sister Xiu'er to send Mr. Zhao out.
Zhao Rong and Xiaoyu didn't say much when they met this time, except that the latter couldn't help but secretly quicken his heartbeat and blush slightly when he saw the former's face.
Under Zhao Rong's curious gaze, Xiaoyu first packed up the dragon coffin, then took out the solemn underworld robe of the late Emperor Da Li, put it into the dragon coffin, and arranged the tomb.
Then she took out a small four-legged bronze cauldron and put it back into the empty dragon coffin.
Everything is restored as it was before the restoration.
However, the moment Zhao Rong saw the small four-legged bronze cauldron, his pupils shrank slightly.
It looks familiar to him. Isn't the appearance of this cauldron exactly the same as the large cauldron made of pale golden energy on the top of Jiyue Mountain?
This small bronze cauldron is modeled after the large gas-shaped cauldron on the top of the mountain?
As if aware of Zhao Rong's gaze, Xiaoyu did not leave immediately after decorating the dragon coffin, but took the opportunity to explain:
"Sir, there is a teleportation circle in this hall. The other end is the main hall of the Dali Emperor's Mausoleum that you have been to. Sister Xiu'er passed through it and came here..."
Zhao Rong nodded, actually he already knew something.
When Luo Xiu activated the Dragon Coffin Array in the Dali Imperial Mausoleum, he actually woke up later.
Zhao Rong had just told He Gui about how to leave, and it had already told him Luo Xiu's method of opening the magic circle.
But now, Xiaoyu told some things that he didn't know.
"There seem to be many teleportation circles like this inside and outside the Moon Festival Mountain, but I don't know much about it... Young Master, the small bronze cauldron is the eye of the magic circle, and it also activates the mechanism. It requires a drop of Li Nu's blood...
…”
Seeing Zhao Rong's curiosity, Xiaoyu took the initiative to talk about how to open the magic circle.
At this time, she couldn't help but glance at Zhao Rong's handsome and focused face:
"But Young Master, you have to leave from another hall later."
"Why is this?"
"As far as I know, these ancient teleportation arrays are one-way and can only lead to one direction. So if you leave later, you have to take the teleportation array in another hall. It is also arranged the same as here, except that
There is no dragon coffin, but there is a small bronze cauldron eye... It can lead to a safe place on the Moon Festival Mountain and send you out safely."
The little girl arranged everything clearly.
Zhao Rong thought for a moment and nodded.
Xiaoyu clapped his hands and took the lead out of the hall:
"Okay, I'll take you there now. The other teleportation hall is near the center of the ruins. It's a bit far away... You can leave from there in the same way I just told you."
Zhao Rong asked: "Wait, what about you?"
"I sent you away, and I want to leave too, but it's just to Jiutian Han Palace. Well, the door leading to Jiutian Han Palace seems to be closing soon. It can still accommodate me leaving alone..."
Xiaoyu suddenly turned around and blinked, "Why, Mr. Zhao can't bear to leave Xiaoyu."
Zhao Rong was stunned for a moment, smiled, clasped his fists and said: "Little Fish Girl, our mountains are high and the rivers are long, see you later!"
Xiaoyu chuckled, then felt serious about it, clasped his fists, and responded with a very heroic response:
"Mr. Zhao, the sky is high and the sky is high. See you soon!"