Taoist Temple of Time and Space

Chapter 122
"Da Si Ming, if Pindao tells you that Pindao is saving you, would you believe it?"

Chu Feng leaned forward, stared at Da Si Ming, and said seriously.

"what do you say"

Da Si Ming's eyes were filled with piercing murderous intent, and before he finished speaking, a huge blood skull handprint appeared on two hands as white as jade.It is the secret technique of the Yin Yang family, the skeleton blood handprint.

At the same moment, Chu Feng raised his right hand, emitting a cloud of purple gas, which absorbed the attacking palms and skeleton handprints.

Due to the huge gap in cultivation between the two sides, Da Si Ming couldn't move his hand.

"open"

Da Si Ming, with black hair like a waterfall, was struggling hard while staring at Chu Feng viciously, as if he was about to swallow Chu Feng alive.

"Da Si Ming, let go of the poor way first!"

Chu Feng raised his eyebrows with a strange expression.

"Let go of you?"

Da Si Ming was taken aback by his furious face.It is obvious that the other party used an unknown technique to suck her hand, so how could he turn the words around.

"Ah, it's the hand of the poor!"

Chu Feng's expression was even weirder. This was the first time he had encountered such a thing since practicing Taoism.

Da Si Ming lowered his head when he heard the words, and looked down along his smooth legs. It turned out that his feet had stepped on the opponent's hand.

No wonder the soles of my feet were so itchy just now!Da Si Ming raised his crystal-like jade feet with evil eyes.The murderous aura on his body didn't dissipate at all.

"Pindao is indeed saving you."

Chu Feng stood up, picked out a half-worn Taoist robe from the wishing force bottle, threw it to the Chief Commander, and walked out of the hall.

Soon, on the square outside the main hall, Da Si Ming, with disheveled hair and Taoist robes, used the most powerful Six Souls Curse of the Yin Yang family, but it was of no use to Chu Feng, who was united with soul and body.

"Pindao go out for a walk, you leave on your own."

Chu Feng scattered the power of the Six Souls Fearful Curse casually, walked past the magnificent palace, and headed straight for the north gate.

Da Si Ming followed closely behind.

Under the watery moonlight, the two figures quickly passed by the vast forest, the endless fields, the breezy hillside, and the pitch-black grassland, and gradually approached the bank of the rushing Weishui River.

Chu Feng stopped and with a wave of his hand, he lit a fire on the shore. He also caught some big fat fish from the river and grilled them. He didn't eat for a while, and he felt a little lost.

After roasting for a while, Chu Feng heard the sound and saw Da Si Ming chasing him, standing in the darkness, neither attacking nor leaving, standing there quietly, not knowing what he wanted to do.

"Go away on your own, lest you ask for trouble"

After Chu Feng said something coldly, he stopped paying attention to Da Si Ming.

In the cool wind, Da Si Ming, with three thousand green hair fluttering, remained motionless, like a sculpture.

Half an hour passed, and Chu Feng, who had eaten a terrifying amount of grilled fish, meditated on the bank alone. As a monk, cultivation is the first priority.

These days, although the matter of the formation made a lot of noise, Chu Feng did not stop practicing for a day.When cultivating Taoism, time always passed quickly. When Chu Feng opened his eyes again, it was already the next morning.

At some point, Da Si Ming changed his attire.

"Since you left, why come back again?"

After asking a question, seeing no response from the other party, Chu Feng got up and walked towards Xianyang.

At this time, Xianyang's busy market entrance was surrounded by masses of people. On the edge of a large open space in the middle, more than a hundred armored soldiers and a general with a face full of vigor stood around, and five bronze chariots were parked in five directions in the center. , with a black iron chain extending from each of them, converging on the limbs and neck of a lying man.

"Isn't this General Zuo Zhonglang who was sentenced to be cut in half last time? Didn't he return to his post a few days ago, why was he convicted again? How long has it been?"

"The car is cracked, it seems that the crime is not clear! Wait a minute, alas!"

"Poor man, there must be something to hate. This kid must have asked for it himself. It seems that he will definitely die this time!"

"Not necessarily, someone saved me last time!"

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From time to time, the crowd of onlookers made comments. Unlike last time, the eyes of the people looked at the somewhat gray sky from time to time, hoping for another miracle to happen.

Unfortunately, the reason why miracles are called miracles is because the probability of them happening is so small that nothing happened until the general who executed Che Li read Ying Zheng's order to execute Ying Yang.

"rise"

The general waved his hand, and his voice was cold. The five bronze chariots, under the control of the soldiers, moved slowly in five directions, and the rolling wheels made an unpleasant sound.

Ying Yang, who was gradually dragged up, closed his eyes. He no longer had any hope of surviving. It was a coincidence that he was rescued by the fairy last time. This time it was not such a coincidence.well!Thousands of words turned into a wordless sigh.

At the same time, five whips sounded in unison, and five bronze chariots were driven in five directions under the pull of their horses.

Yingyang felt his neck and limbs tightened suddenly, and then he couldn't remember anything.

At noon, with the scorching sun in the sky, in the shady grove beside the Wei River, Ying Yang, leaning on a big tree, woke up leisurely, and the first thing he saw was the ethereal Chu Feng in Taoist robes.

"Xianchang, you saved me again!"

Ying Yang showed a surprised expression, this time he had no hope of surviving, and unexpectedly he was rescued by the fairy again.

"Tell me what's going on?"

Chu Feng looked calm.

"Xianchang, this matter has to start with the two princesses..."

Ying Yang smiled wryly and told the whole story. It turned out that after he returned to the palace to meet Ying Zheng, on the surface he was still serving as a general of Zuo Zhonglang, but in fact he became a storyteller in the palace, serving the young princes in the palace. Tell some inspiring stories.

One day, the two princesses were present. In order to please the two sisters, the prince Hu Hai asked him to tell a nice story on the spot, otherwise he would be at his own risk.Out of fear, he made up a fairly good story.

After that day, Hu Hai frequently asked him for stories.Suddenly one day, news came out from the palace that two princesses had shed tears and seven princesses were on hunger strike.He only knew about the princesses because he read a sentimental story he made up.In panic, he took the initiative to plead guilty to Ying Zheng.But it was too late, Ying Zheng, who had already learned the truth, issued an imperial edict to tear him apart.

After listening to Ying Yang's words, Chu Feng also had some sympathy for the novelist.

"What are your plans for the future?"

At this point, Chu Feng does not believe that Ying Yang is still willing to continue to be an official.

"There is still some land in my hometown, so it doesn't matter if you don't want to be a novelist!"

Ying Yang had a flat expression on his face. After experiencing life and death twice, he ignored everything.

Chu Feng nodded, took out four books from the wishing force bottle, and used the transformation technique to turn the words on them into small seal script.

"These four books were brought down from heaven by a poor Taoist. If you study hard, you will definitely accomplish something in the future."

Ying Yang took it and took a closer look—papermaking, black powder production methods, printing techniques, and steam engine principles.

"Sir, what are these things?"

Ying Yang looked up in confusion, but found that Chu Feng had disappeared.In the empty grove, apart from myself, there are only a few birds jumping on the treetops.

"Immortal Elder, Immortal Elder..."

Ying Yang yelled a few times, but seeing that there was no response, his expression was a little sad, did the fairy just leave.

(End of this chapter)