The Emperor Comes to the Heavens

Chapter 156 Illusion

One must know that King Qin's capital is Xianyang, a large courtyard like this is expensive, and only high-ranking officials of the Qin Kingdom are eligible to live in it. Duke Nan of Chu is able to own one, which shows his status.

Usually he doesn't show the mountains and dews, but he is involved in many things. Later generations handed over the Huangshi Tianshu to Jing Tianming, and Sang Hai and his party also have him, which is mysterious and unpredictable.

Stepping into the courtyard, it is elegant and quiet, in sharp contrast with the noisy streets and alleys, as if isolated from the world.

Following closely behind, Yanling Ji looked around with her beautiful eyes.

Walking in the corridor, it was quite strange that there was not even a servant in this huge courtyard, it was empty and quiet, which was a bit weird.

"Husband, there seems to be something wrong here."

After walking for a few minutes, Yan Lingji stopped and couldn't help but speak out.

Qing Xuan nodded slightly and smiled lightly.

"That's right. Ever since we set foot on the corridor, what we've seen is false and real. Sometimes the eyes deceive the owner, but the feeling doesn't. Since a few minutes ago, we have never walked. The Illusion Art of the Yin Yang family is well-deserved .”

"Illusion Judgment?"

Yan Lingji's complexion changed slightly, and an indescribable solemnity appeared in her eyes. Really, there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. This kind of method is simply unimaginable.

"Illusion Jue, the second level of Yin Yang Art, is similar to illusion, but also similar to spiritual misleading. What you see is not true, and the illusion is not empty."

After all, an extremely sharp aura swept out from Qingxuan's thin body, and it was retracted as soon as it was released.

In an instant, the scenery in my eyes changed. The osmanthus trees in the courtyard disappeared and were replaced by pink cherry trees. Instead of the corridor, there was a bluestone path leading to the backyard.

There are also cherry blossom trees planted on both sides of the Qingshi trail, giving people an indescribably weird feeling.

Looking at this unimaginable scene, Yan Lingji's heartstrings were tense. If she was a weak person, wouldn't she be trapped in this kind of puzzle forever? The owner of this courtyard is frightening.

Glancing at the cherry blossom trees around him, Qingxuan's expression became calm. He was able to cultivate the Illusion Art to such an extent that he could fool his own eyes. This Chu Nangong's strength already made him somewhat suspicious.

At the same time, the solemnity in my heart also disappeared.

"Let's go, the owner of this manor is probably already waiting for us."

After finishing speaking, Qingxuan walked towards the backyard along the bluestone road, and Yan Lingji looked away, not leaving a single step.

Arriving at the end of the Qingshi road, the autumn wind blew by, and Yan Lingji felt a deep chill in her heart, raised her eyes slightly, and what she saw was a completely different scenery.

Located in the backyard is an ordinary wooden house, with a small pond on the left, a willow tree planted on the bank, the willow swaying in the wind, and stone tables and benches placed under the tree.

At this time, an old man with white hair and white beard and eyebrows was sitting on the stone bench.

The old man put down the arrest warrant in his hand, raised his eyes slightly, stroked his white beard, and said, "This old man is already an old bone, and my little friend came here to kill him?"

Qing Xuan raised his eyebrows, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Who would have known that a wandering member of the Yin-Yang family is actually a peerless master who hides his secrets in practice, and you are hiding deeply."

As the saying goes, people cannot be judged by their appearance, and sea water cannot be measured. This seemingly old and ordinary old man is actually a great master.

The two didn't fight each other. According to the previous Illusion Art, Qingxuan was able to deduce his general strength. He didn't feel any sense of danger from the latter, and it should be around the middle stage of the Grand Master.

This kind of character is the most terrifying existence in the world of martial arts. In the world of Yitian, Zhang Sanfeng killed more than a thousand people in Mongolia with one sword. This is an understatement. The strength of Chu Nangong should be similar to Zhang Sanfeng.

Chu Nangong has such an astonishing realm, so how powerful is the most mysterious Donghuang Taiyi of the Yinyang family?
After the words fell, Chu Nangong paused, grasped the crutch leaning on the stone table, and stood up arched, with a harmless and gentle smile on his old face.

"Little friend, why are you here looking for the old man?"

Looking at his smiling face, the faint smile on Qingxuan's face dissipated, and he said calmly, "Give me the Yellow Stone Heavenly Book."

Suddenly, Chu Nangong's old body was startled.

Suddenly, in the huge courtyard, a sense of oppression suddenly emerged, Yan Lingji's pretty face froze, feeling that the air was becoming heavy, and her breathing was suddenly a little difficult.

There was no wind in the sleeve robe, Chu Nangong's slender gray beard fluttered, and an incomparable aura oppressed out of his short body, like a waking beast.

"Boy, where did you find out about this!"

At this moment, Chu Nangong changed from his former gentleness, his old face was ghastly, and his eyes exuded a scalp-numbing killing intent.

The sudden breath made Yan Lingji's face turn pale, and her tender body stood there dumbfounded.

Now, I finally understand what Qingxuan said, I am too weak, a little pathetic, and under this aura, I can't even summon up the courage to resist.

Originally, she thought that her innate realm was strong enough, but under Chu Nangong's aura, the pride in her heart shattered in an instant.

Qingxuan raised his sword eyebrows, and a fierce aura surged from his thin body, isolating the latter's killing intent, Yan Lingji took a breath, but her body was already dripping with sweat.

The two momentums collided with each other, strong winds raged, and dust fluttered.

"You don't need to know how you know it. Is it not a good thing to give the Huangshi Tianshu to me and enjoy my old age?"

"court death!"

The scene was on the verge of breaking out, and as soon as the words fell, Chu Nangong's face was ferocious, his figure was as fast as thunder, and the breath on the crutches was suffocating, and in an instant, it turned into a white shadow, stabbing at Qingxuan fiercely.

When the crutch came, Qingxuan's face remained unchanged, his deep eyes remained silent, he grasped the hilt of the sword, and the long sword turned into a black light with its scabbard and flung out violently.

"Oh!"

The scabbard collided with the crutch, and Chu Nangong's expression changed suddenly. The strong anti-shock force on it spread along the crutch, his body trembled, and he floated back violently. He retreated several feet before he stabilized his body. .

The energy and blood in his body was surging, Chu Nangong's heart shuddered, and his eyes were full of horror. The strength of this young man was actually higher than his own.

Among experts, a little probing can basically calculate the opponent's strength, but now that he has been knocked back by one move, this young man's strength is really a bit scary.

Yan Lingji's beautiful eyes shone with brilliance, she adored and adored her.

Although she was a killer in the past, she was also a woman's heart, and now she hangs all her heart on Qingxuan, seeing her husband's graceful appearance, she is overjoyed.

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