This time Jiang Yan clearly stood on the opposite side of Zhao Qingyang, no matter whether Wen Mansion would offend Mo Mansion or not.
The emperor can come from any one of the eight palaces, but he must not have any connection with the Baiyang Sect. This is what Wei Changli once said.
For people like Wei Changli and Lu Daoxuan who deserved his respect, Jiang Yan would never treat their words as insignificant.
"Are you sure you want to fight me here at this time?"
At this time, Cao Cao used to have hundreds of headless Xingtians. These Xingtians were powerful weapons that even Yu Department could defeat in a single battle. No matter how you looked at it, it was unwise to choose to become enemies with them at this time.
“I think I can give it a try”
With one move from Jiang Yan, more than thirty painted crested eagles flew high above his head, always ready to hunt.
Several paintings flew out of the book tube, and Jiang Chan's painting spirits appeared next to him one by one.
The honest but ferocious fat tiger, the violent Zhu Yan, and the evil nine-tailed fox are all paintings made by Jiang Kuan using the art of combining spirits.
What’s even more valuable is that all of these paintings are of monsters. The strength of monster paintings cannot be measured by their original grades. As the painter’s strength becomes stronger, the painting spirit of monsters will also grow.
Of course, the strongest one is a black dragon hovering above the head. It dominates the world and is invincible. This large open space is instantly filled with people.
"As expected of a member of the Jiang family."
Everyone was a little surprised. It was a great feat for a painter to be able to control two or three paintings at the same time. However, Jiang Yan was able to control forty painting spirits at the same time. This kind of spiritual power could no longer be described as simply powerful.
Jiang Yan made a huge splash when he took action, but compared to Cao Lili, the scene was still much smaller.
The painting spirit of Helingshu combines the true spirit of the demon being painted. As long as there is the support of Jiang Hu's spiritual power, he can still fight by instinct without deliberate manipulation.
The Xihe Sword Observation Picture appears. The seven-handled sword painting spirit cuts through the sky and stirs up the wind and clouds in the world. Wherever the violent sword power passes, a storm rises from the ground and directly kills a headless statue in the sky.
The entire Daxuan City was in chaos. The three old craftsmen from the Mo Mansion fought with the people from the Xumi Mansion and moved outside the city. Everyone within a radius of nearly a hundred miles was beaten to pieces by these people.
Moreover, there is a steady stream of people coming from Xumi Mansion. Shenxiu's disappearance has stirred up the remote Xumi Mansion.
But none of them could have imagined that Shenxiu was not taken away by people from the Mo Mansion, but by a woman.
At this time, Shenxiu was not only in no danger, but was in a very restrained situation. He clasped his palms together and chanted Amitabha, and in his arms lay a woman whose face was covered by a gauze veil. This person was the saint of Baiyang Sect.
"Shenxiu...have you really forgotten me?" the woman asked in a low voice.
"I really don't know the young monk. Please ask the girl to let me go."
"I saved your life. If it weren't for me, how could you have escaped so easily from the ambush?"
When Zhao Pingcheng was in danger, Shenxiu went to rescue him, but was kidnapped by the saint of Baiyang Sect on the way.
"If Xumi Mansion knew that I was missing, there would definitely be a big fuss."
Shenxiu's strength is very strong. If he fights with all his strength, he can cross two realms and fight against the strong Guandao. However, he doesn't have much power to resist in front of the saint of Baiyang Sect. At this moment, his whole body is imprisoned and trapped here.
"They had to take you away from me in the first place, otherwise how could you forget me?"
When it comes to the monks of Xumifu, the saints of Baiyang Sect are filled with uncontrollable anger.
"But Xiaoseng is very sure that he has never seen you, so how can he take me away from you?"
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you forget me, we can start over again.
My name is Chaoyin, the tide of the tide, the sound of the sound.
My master said that when he was in Beihai, he listened to the sound of the tide and watched the waves, and later found a baby girl floating from the sea. That was me, so I named her Chaoyin.
Later, I became enlightened in music and studied in Guangling Mansion. People in that place are almost obsessed with beautiful sounds and beautiful looks.
My master was worried that my appearance would affect my spiritual practice, so he made me wear a gauze veil since I was a child. It was not until I met you later.
You are the first person whose appearance I see, and the first person who fascinates me. All my first times are related to you. It has been almost more than four hundred years ago. You know these years
How did I get here!"
"But the little monk was born in the year of Jiazi Gengxin, and he didn't know about what happened more than 400 years ago."
"Idiot, someone didn't want you to remember me, so they deliberately sealed this memory." Chaoyin poked his head with his finger angrily.
Chaoyin suddenly thought of something, then stood up and stood in front of Shenxiu.
"You can't remember my name, but you must remember this..."
In Shenxiu's clear eyes, Chaoyin took off her veil, revealing a face that would captivate the whole country. Even the four most beautiful women in the world would be eclipsed in front of her. Perhaps only Empress Xuan could compare with her.
After taking off the veil, a hint of shyness appeared on Chaoyin's face, and then she began to take off the clothes she was wearing, revealing her spotless skin and the lines that made all men crazy.
There was chaos in Shenxiu's eyes, but Chaoyin generously took out a guqin, and the sound of the piano came out like a fairy sound, setting off a huge storm in Shenxiu's mind.
Deep in Shenxiu's sea of consciousness, there are four golden Buddhas sitting cross-legged, majestic and majestic.
Chaoyin's Yang Shen drifted in here through the sound of the piano and came under the giant Buddha.
The sound of the piano rose like a tidal wave, with each wave getting stronger and stronger, trying to drown these giant Buddhas.
The sound of nameless chanting resounded, and the Sanskrit sounds carried boundless Buddha power that shook the sound of the tide away. The sound of the tide retreated briefly as the waves stepped on their feet, and then came back again with an even more ferocious tide.
Finally, due to her efforts, the giant Buddha was completely swallowed by the sea water above its head.
It seemed that some kind of prison had been opened in Shenxiu's body. When he looked at Chaoyin who was playing the piano in front of him, there was some indescribable emotion in his eyes.
Just when Chaoyin was about to break the second giant Buddha, a third person's voice exploded in Shenxiu's mind.
"Bold witch!"
Two old trees with beards took root and sprouted from the sea, their leaves swaying with the Buddha's light. An old monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe sat cross-legged in the Buddha's light.
"Old monk Yuxing..."
Chaoyin was a little resentful and a little regretful, but finally decided to give up. Although she was strong, she still didn't have the guts to touch the second restriction left by this old monk who was at the top of the Yuling Continent.
Li Youlang and his maid transformed into escaping lights and searched back and forth among the mountains and forests.
"It should be here, why isn't it?"
"Master, did you hear correctly?" Mei Xiaomei asked.
"Impossible, how could I hear it wrong? This must be the law of Zhengshi"
Li Youlang looked excited. Zhengshi Law is the unparalleled enlightenment of Yuefu. Guan Jizhai told him that no one has been able to complete the enlightenment of Zhengshi Law, but here he really heard the kind of obsession that makes people obsessed.
the sound of.
"There's no one here"
Li Youlang looked around, and there was indeed no one there, but the grass on the ground clearly looked like someone had been there, and there was a faint fragrance wafting in the air.