The white clothes are fluttering, the long hair is flying, and the slim figure has his back to himself, but there is a faint fierce aura on his body, as if he is fighting for his life at any time.
Clear water!
Xin Zhuo felt a little surprised. What was she doing standing here so late at night?
He glanced at a target building, and in a flash, he was about to pass over the cliff. Unexpectedly, the figure in front of him flashed, and Shui Qingliu stood in the air and blocked the way. His hair covered half of his face, and his beautiful eyes were cold. Looking at him: "Junior brother, the Taiping Palace is an important place. You can practice quietly in peace and quiet. Don't trespass randomly!"
It turned out that he was blocking himself.
At this moment, Qingshen Li Zong was old, and he could not stay in the air without becoming a master. Xin Zhuo had to cross the clear water three times in a row, and when he reached the cliff on the other side, he turned around and said: "The Qing Gong is a little behind, we have to work hard!"
Then it flashed into the distance.
Shui Qingliu, who also rushed to the edge of the cliff, had a strange look in his eyes. Ji Jiuwei, her master of light body kung fu, and Ji Jiuwei's air martial arts light kung fu was the best in the entire Taiping Palace, but now she was defeated by the master's son?
After pondering for a moment, he became interested in comparison and rushed straight to Xin Zhuo like a ray of smoke.
Xin Zhuo finally arrived at the second palace, watered it with "a big spoonful" of water from the moon-watching well, and then ducked towards the third palace.
Shui Qingliu arrived a step slower, and the strange color in her eyes became even more serious. She had already used eight of her powers, but she was still not as good as Xin Zhuo.
Under the moonlight, two figures appeared one behind the other, twinkling like ghosts, and were suddenly tens of feet apart.
"Junior Sister Ji, this kid is quite interesting. I really can't tell what he is doing."
There were three people standing in a remote attic, silently watching the two flying figures. Among them, Yuan Chengfeng, who was in a wide robe and long sleeves and had an imposing manner, chuckled.
"If a woman like Junior Sister Ji is not an acquaintance, who would know that she has given birth to a child?"
An old man with white hair and beard next to him shook the dust lightly and said with a smile.
Another elegant lady in palace attire said with a cold face: "I'm afraid that this child will use the name of Junior Sister Ji and the identity of the Jiang family's eldest son to misbehave in the Taiping Palace and cause trouble!"
"Hongye, why do you need to be acquainted with children?"
Yuan Chengfeng and the old man looked at each other and laughed dumbly. The reason why this Hongye had a problem with junior sister Ji Jiuwei was because of Jiang Wen back then, so it would be better not to mention it.
The woman named Hongye said calmly: "How can I be as knowledgeable as a junior? I just think he should devote himself to hard training for a few days and wait for the illusion of Fengtian Tower!
Moreover, these palaces are the dormitories and practice places for the elders and disciples. How can they behave like this at night? "
"Absolutely not, it's just for fun!"
Yuan Chengfeng shook his head and concluded.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xin Zhuo, who had already flown through dozens of palaces, suddenly rushed towards a building with a unique location, strange shape, and emitting incomprehensible "ripples".
The expressions of the three people suddenly changed.
"No! It's the Creation Pavilion! The place where the ancient scrolls of magical powers come from!"
The three of them flew out of the window almost at the same time, taking advantage of the general trend of the world and heading straight for Xin Zhuo: "Boy, stop!"
The Taiping Palace "Zaihua Pavilion" is one of the secret chambers of several ancient warriors discovered in the ancient Canglong Mountain by Mr. Zhuge when he first founded it. This secret chamber is very strange. It seems to use something called a restriction or formation, because it is too It is so ancient that no one can understand it yet, but some sages speculate that there are many scrolls of supernatural powers in it.
After that, gentle contact will not help, and if you try to break it off forcefully, it will probably rot and break, and scatter in the wind. It cannot be touched or touched, but it is not willing to be destroyed. After all, unknown things have no value, so people should be cautious.
"Junior brother!"
Shui Qingliu, who had been chasing Xin Zhuo, was also shocked and immediately yelled: "You can't break in there!"
late!
Xin Zhuo had already shaken off those strange ripples, stepped in, and reached the top of the palace, where he poured a "big bowl" of water from the Moon Watching Well.
Yuan Chengfeng, Hongye and Master Ji Yun had just arrived at the edge of the palace. At this moment, they saw a huge change. They saw those "ripples" shrinking suddenly, then swinging again, impacting the surroundings with extremely domineering power.
The three people hurriedly used their means to resist, but they didn't know how to block it. They were knocked away. As soon as they stood still, something strange happened again——
The "Good Fortune Pavilion" that no one had cracked for hundreds of years suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and a simple and green scroll floated out like a bright moon and bright fire, circled around Xin Zhuo, and suddenly disappeared.
Then the second, third, fourth...
Each one seems to contain the ultimate martial arts spirit, and the charm is hard to understand.
This strange scene shocked Yuan Chengfeng, the three of them, and Shui Qingliu not far away.
"What happened?"
The commotion was too loud, and deep and domineering figures flew in from all directions.
Soon the place was crowded with people.
Then, they were all shocked by this scene, and their expressions changed drastically.
Xin Zhuo is also a bit confused. No one can understand his urgent pursuit of realm improvement, but his original intention is definitely not to make such a big fuss. He even planned to water each building and go back to hide under the quilt to watch. See if it can be used to sacrifice spirits, yes, very good, try to see if the operational value is high, yes, then the next step is to find a way to make sacrifices mature!
However, as soon as water was poured here, the strange changes that occurred were beyond his expectation, and the moon-watching well had automatically popped up, absorbing it like crazy.
This has never happened before!
So much so that even if he noticed something strange around him, he would not be willing to leave for a while.
The eighth path, the ninth path, the tenth path...
After eighteen chapters, it’s finally over!
The entire "Zhenghua Pavilion" lost all its brilliance and charm, and turned into a bare, dead and silent dilapidated house. Then, under the attention of everyone, it "crunched" and collapsed.
Xin Zhuo immediately bounced and landed on the ground aside. He glanced at the crowd around him and realized that he couldn't run away. He was in trouble!
He was really embarrassed to face countless angry and embarrassed looks, so he had to pretend that nothing was wrong, and looked back, even sighing: "What a pity!"
"Destroyed! All destroyed!" An old man not far away yelled angrily, "Whose disciple is this?"
Another old woman murmured to herself as if in a daze: "Mr. Zhuge's last words were that this pavilion was important and had wonderful magical powers, but it's just gone like this!"
"Don't care who this kid is? He will be punished, his martial arts skills will be abolished, and he will be expelled from the Taiping Palace!"
The bad-tempered Venerable had a face as cold as ice and his whole body was shaking with anger.
Taiping Palace is the number one sect under the Imperial Court, and has strict discipline. The disciples have always known etiquette and abided by the rules. This is the first time that this happened. At this time, a group of masters feel distressed and uncomfortable.
Yuan Chengfeng and Master Ji Yun looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "What should I do?"
Yuan Chengfeng looked towards the "Douyun Palace" in the distance and vaguely saw a person approaching, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Take it with me!"
An old man with a high status waved his hand and ordered.
Faced with so many masters, Xin Zhuo did not dare to be too confident. He turned around and searched among the crowd. When he saw the old woman flying over like a fairy under the moon, he felt confident, curled his lips, and ran away with a cry of fear. Past: "Mom! The child is scared!"
He threw himself into Ji Jiuwei's arms without raising his head, and his body was "trembling".
