inspire-indiana Chapter 37: 37 Soul-breaking Pills, 9 Formations to Xingqing Prefecture
Chapter 37: 37 Soul-breaking Pills, 9 Formations to Xingqing Prefecture
Chapter 37: Nine-aperture Soul-breaking Pill, Seven Hundred Formations to Xingqing Prefecture
'grunt'
Zi Yi swallowed the pill in one gulp.
He didn't notice anything unusual and frowned slightly, but didn't care too much.
After all, she is the heir of the Poison King Valley.
As the only disciple of the Poison King Ouyang Yun, poison poses no threat to her at all.
A poisonous way.
The Poison King Valley is the best in the world.
No matter what poison King Zhenbei gave her today, she could prepare an antidote.
She still has this confidence.
No matter how.
Today, my life is saved after all.
Thinking.
Zi Yi gritted his teeth again and cursed his master in his heart as an old fool.
Your most beloved disciple.
You almost killed me today.
After taking a breath.
Ziyi stood up and bowed respectfully to Jiang Xuan: "Ziyi, thank you for not killing me, Your Majesty."
After saying that, he took another sneak peek.
The extremely cold and aloof woman wearing a green dress and holding a sword standing behind Jiang Xuan murmured curiously, "I wonder how the King of Zhenbei was able to subdue such a woman."
That’s the realm of heaven and man.
It had been who knows how long since a celestial being had appeared in the world. They only existed in legends. But today, she saw a living celestial being with her own eyes in the palace.
"No."
"After returning to Chang'an, I will have to persuade the Queen Mother not to become an enemy of the King of Zhenbei."
"King Zhenbei is so scary"
With the army attacking, no one in the world dared to say that they were a match for the King of Zhenbei.
The three hundred thousand elite troops in the North were invincible.
The world's most elite trap-breaking camp is unrivaled in the world.
just now.
In the Zhenbei Palace, a warrior of the Heavenly Man Realm who had never appeared before appeared again.
It doesn't matter if we're no match on the battlefield.
There is no hope for assassination now. Do you want to assassinate the King of Zhenbei under the nose of a Heavenly Realm Master?
Stop it, who has this ability?
"Your Majesty."
After collecting my thoughts.
Zi Yi looked at the man in front of him and asked cautiously, "I wonder what Zi Yi can do for the prince?"
Although Zi Yi's heart.
There have been some speculations that the King of Zhenbei did not kill himself, but used poison to control himself.
He just wants to be an undercover agent.
"Go back."
However, what surprised Ziyi was that
Jiang Xuan simply said: "When there is a need, someone will contact you."
"Here."
Zi Yi nodded in agreement.
Then he asked, "After Zi Yi returns, how should she report to Empress Dowager Xiao?"
Jiang Xuan stood in the pavilion with his hands behind his back.
He squinted his eyes and looked towards Chang'an from afar.
He said in a slightly cold tone: "Go back and tell her that there are some things that I will not interfere with, but there are some things that she cannot do."
Jiang Xuan said.
He glanced at Zi Yi again, who seemed to be thinking about something.
He raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't think that I don't know what you are planning."
"You can't cure this poison yet."
"Even that old poison can't be cured."
As Zi Yi's pretty face changed slightly, Jiang Xuan said with a half-smile, "If I didn't have this certainty, how could I have spared your life?"
Hear this.
Zi Yi's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly mobilized his own true energy, exploring the meridians and dantian throughout his body.
As expected, nothing was found.
Zi Yi who doesn't believe in evil.
He started practicing the Poison King Sutra again, examining himself from head to toe.
Again, no abnormalities were found.
As if.
The pill she had just swallowed didn't seem to be poison at all.
But is it possible?
Purple clothes that gained nothing.
Her pretty face turned pale, and she said in a trembling voice: "How is it possible?" "This poison pill is called the Nine-Aperture Soul-Breaking Pill." She saw that Zi Yi's lips were pale and her face was bloodless.
Jiang Xuan said coldly: "Once you take it, there is no cure. You need to take the antidote every ten days. Otherwise, you will bleed from all seven orifices and die from festering all over your body."
This Nine-Aperture Soul-Breaking Pill.
It was a reward Jiang Xuan received during a previous sign-in.
The poison is so strong that it can even kill immortals on earth.
That’s what the system says.
Of course.
There must be an antidote, but Jiang Xuan will not give it to her.
"Every ten days, I will have someone give you an antidote, so you should know what to do." After Jiang Xuan finished speaking, he turned away.
Qing'er took light steps and followed Jiang Xuan's pace.
When he left, those cold eyes looked at Zi Yi with a hint of pity.
"Girl in purple."
After the two figures disappeared.
Xu Shu then stood up and ordered Zi Yi, who looked incredulous, to leave: "Please go in."
With Xu Shu seeing him off.
Zi Yi left the palace in a daze.
Alone.
With a sad face, he stood at the gate of the palace which was covered with snow and raging with cold wind.
"Nine-aperture Soul-breaking Pill"
After a long while, Zi Yi finally came to his senses.
After taking a deep look at the palace behind him, he left without looking back.
She didn't believe that there was any poison in this world that the Poison King Valley couldn't cure.
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The next day.
After Zi Yi left in a daze.
Xu Chu also brought 700 soldiers from the Xianzhen Camp and arrived outside Xingqing Prefecture.
The city gate.
The cold wind was raging, and the King of Wu, wearing a cloak, had been waiting here since early morning.
During this period of time.
The entire Xingqing Prefecture was blocked.
Every city and even towns and villages were strictly guarded, with only people allowed to enter but not leave.
A group of soldiers.
Patrolling the city day and night.
The figures of Jinyiwei and Duchayuan also often appeared, but every time they appeared.
They all left in a hurry.
"Your Majesty."
Behind the King of Wu, the housekeeper of the King of Wu's mansion rubbed his red hands from the cold, looked at the vast expanse of white outside the city, and said in a trembling voice: "The snow is getting heavier, why don't we go back and take shelter first, and then go to meet the Xianzhen Camp when it arrives."
Behind the butler were a few servants, shivering from the cold and their teeth chattering.
The clothes they were wearing were not too thin.
But there was no way to resist the biting cold wind, and my hands and feet were already numb from the cold.
'Tap tap tap'
King Wu frowned when he heard this.
Just as he was about to scold, he heard a chaotic sound of horse hooves coming from not far away.
"finally come."
The King of Wu looked up.
Not far away, in the vast white sky and earth, there were seven hundred riders walking on the snow.
Although they were still far away, the King of Wu could still feel it clearly.
A surge of evil energy rushed towards him, slightly suppressing the true energy circulating in his body.
The evil spirit arrives before the army does.
King Wu narrowed his eyes and whispered, "The Xianzhen Camp is indeed the most elite in the world."
talking.
The King of Wu looked at it from a distance.
He looked at the leader, who was a burly man with fierce eyes. He held a 10-foot-long sword in his hand. The blade was shining coldly and he had an extremely ferocious aura.
Like a peerless villain.
Just looking from a distance, all you can see is oppression.
"Xu Chu."
Seeing this person, King Wu's face looked a little unhappy, as if he thought of some bad memories.
But soon, he put on a smiling face.
He strode forward.
After Xianzhen Camp rode up in a flash, he laughed loudly and said, "Hahahaha, I have been looking forward to seeing you, Zhongkang, finally here. Come, come, follow me into the city and welcome Zhongkang."
(End of this chapter)