NIP Chapter 27
Chapter 27
Xiao/Xiang Pavilion, inside a house densely covered with formations.
Mu Feng closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.
Around his body was a long rainbow of psychic liquid, dotted with more than a hundred pills, like a bright galaxy.
With every breath Mu Feng exhales, the spiritual mist containing pure energy will penetrate into his body along his nostrils.
Accumulate golden elixir, strengthen the atmosphere.
Anyone who saw this scene in front of them would be horrified.
Even a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm would not dare to entrust such a practice of swallowing the sea and sucking in the sea like this!
Of course, Mu Feng naturally has no worries about energy explosion.
He devoured a huge amount of resources non-stop, and thunder rumbled in his body.
It was only after a few days that he withdrew from the cultivation state.
There seemed to be a natural halo flowing all over his body, and was immediately restrained by Mu Feng and returned.
Late Golden Core Realm!
"Then, at the City Lord's Mansion, it's time to visit Yi Er again."
This time, Mu Feng didn't go directly to Mao Yuansi's practice stone room and wait for the rabbit.
Last time, he took a surprise lead.
But that Mao Yuansi monkey-like character will definitely strengthen his defenses.
It is said that Lord Mao always takes a group of personal guards with him wherever he goes.
Even sleeping with my concubine at night, there is a secret guard guarding outside the bedroom door.
It can be said that he was extremely vigilant.
Mu Feng came to the Bingjia Pavilion in the City Lord's Mansion with ease.
Tsui used the qi technique to 'look' at the special qi that filled the room, and a trace of anticipation flashed in his eyes.
"System, sign in!"
"Sign in successfully, congratulations to the host for obtaining an earth-level medium-grade spell "Flowing Shadow Phantom Array"!"
The last time he came here to sign in was an array that could shield fluctuations.
This time the harvest was even more gratifying.
Flowing Phantom Formation Diagram is a set of formation techniques.
Although it is not offensive in itself, it can make those who enter the battle step into an illusion.
The fantasy world does not require the builders to bother to build it.
Just use your spiritual consciousness to set the theme, and the participants will fall into the illusory scene that suits their own situation.
Such an earth-level formation is more than ten times more difficult to practice than the same level of skills.
However, under the indoctrination of the system, Mufeng has mastered it in just 10 minutes.
"Good stuff! This Liuying phantom map is completely my timely rain."
the same moment.
The City Lord's Mansion, the Back House, and the West Wing Garden.
Mao Yuansi raised his hand to stroke his beard, and walked to his concubine's courtyard with a relaxed expression.
Behind him, followed closely by two powerful guards.
In addition to the two people on the bright side, there was also a secret guard with a restrained aura not far away.
When stepping into an elegant courtyard, Mao Yuansi raised his arms and waved his hands: "My city lord will have a night drink with Qian'er in the courtyard tonight. You should find a place to stay. Just don't leave this courtyard."
The three guards immediately followed suit.
At this time, there were footsteps, and Qian'er in a pink dress stepped out gracefully.
Mao Yuansi half-closed his eyes happily, and stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, waiting for his concubine to approach.
"Such a soft and charming Qian'er is really the city lord's interpretation flower, far better than the rough tigress in the main room."
Just as she was thinking happily in her heart, she saw Qian'er walking to the center of the courtyard, leaning over and lifting up a pair of huge stone locks!
Mao Yuansi gradually widened his eyes.
"Stone lock? How could there be a stone lock in this courtyard! No! Why can Qian'er lift the stone lock?"
Not far away, Qian'er seemed to be unable to see the existence of Mao Yuansi at all.
In the blink of an eye, the stone lock was lifted dozens of times.
After putting down the stone lock, he raised his hand very gracefully and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
With a slight smile, she suddenly raised her leg and smashed a stone table beside her!
Mao Yuansi's whole body was trembling, as if he had seen a ghost.
He clutched his chest and staggered back two steps, turned his head to look at the two guards not far away: "Did you see it?"
The guard looked solemn and did not reply.
Mao Yuansi felt that something was wrong, and when his spiritual power was running, he raised his foot and rushed towards the gate of the courtyard.
Unexpectedly, just halfway through the flight, his entire body crashed to the ground like a heavy object.
The familiar coercion hit, and the Lord Mao lay on the ground, feeling so wronged that he wanted to cry.
In the light and shadow, Mu Feng came slowly.
"It seems that Lord Mao didn't understand what I meant last time?"
"No, my lord, I know I was wrong! Please give me a chance to rectify myself, and I will definitely satisfy you this time."
To express his determination, he gritted his teeth and added: "The Han family has a total of 360 seven members. Please allow me one day, sir, and I will definitely take off the 360 seven heads."
After saying this, Mao Yuansi fell into what he felt was the longest wait in his life.
The mysterious light and shadow did not speak, and his guards did not take any action.
In the whole courtyard, only the whirring sound of Qian'er moving the stone lock from time to time.
It took a long time for Mu Feng to say anything.
"Han Changkun has no way to teach his son. He should die as an apology, but his son has to live."
"As for the other Han family members, they can be reduced to civilians, and there is no need to implicate them to death."
"Only one thing, if you dare to play some dark tricks"
Before he finished speaking, Mao Yuansi kowtowed: "I know, I know! My lord, please trust me again!"
Until Mu Feng left and the coercion disappeared, City Lord Mao was still prostrate on the ground, unable to get up.
At this time, the other people in the courtyard came back to their senses as if awakened from a big dream.
The three guards rushed forward alertly: "What's the matter with you, my lord?"
Qian'er suddenly threw the stone lock aside, and exclaimed delicately: "Where did this come from? It's frightening to death!"
Mao Yuansi's eyelids trembled.
However, he doesn't have much time to talk to everyone now.
He couldn't figure it out, how could an expert in the Nascent Soul Realm be so idle?Crashing!
……
Han Changkun has only one son, Han Hao
When the bad news came, he finally figured out why his Han family fell into such a situation suddenly?
When the envoy of the City Lord's Mansion announced the verdict, all the direct descendants of the Han family were present.
After learning that it was Han Hao who caused the catastrophe, everyone's eyes were red and their breathing was short of breath, wishing they could step forward and tear him up with their own hands.
But the city lord ordered Han Hao to live, so everyone did not act rashly.
After the messenger left, Han Changkun sat in the chair with a pale face, looking as if he had aged ten years.
"Hao'er." He said dumbly, "It's because Dad failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a father."
He wanted to say something more, but he felt that it was meaningless to say anything now.
After taking a deep look at his son for the last time, he cut off his meridians and died of exhaustion.
Han Hao fell to the ground, his ears buzzing.
He stared at his father's still-warm corpse, and suddenly laughed wildly.
"You lied to me! None of this is true! Hahaha, how could my Han family lose?"
"Father, you faked your death, right? You are testing me, right?"
Looking at Han Hao who seemed to be falling into madness, an elder spoke in a deep voice.
"The city lord only said he couldn't be killed, he didn't say he couldn't be abolished!"
"Come here, break his leg and throw him out, don't let him destroy the remaining blood of my Han family!"