009 Cuixin Palace

Sometime is very long, sometimes very short.

For example, Yang Zifan takes care of Moke day and night, hoping that he will wake up quickly and stay up for a second.

For example, Moke was in a coma for seven days without waking up, and time passed.

On this day, there was a sound of paddles in the calm lake.

Yang Zifan quietly hid behind the water grass with Moke. This was the second time he heard the same sound in the seven days he came here.

A dark ship passed through the lake as if patrolled, and a huge emerald on the hull made people see clearly even in the fog.

Yang Zifan looked at Moke, who was still unconscious, and really didn't know whether the medicine he stuffed into his mouth worked.

After seven days of waiting, human signs appeared on the dead lake again. Yang Zifan couldn't wait any longer. He picked up Mo Ke, quietly touched the back of the boat and followed all the way.

I hope I can go to the city and find a man.

Yang Zifan thought and quietly pasted on the stern of the boat. The long-used trick was used by him again and completely integrated into the hull with the breath of Moke.

Today's fog is very heavy, and everything looks unclear.

The ship moved slowly and walked about ten miles of waterway. The horn sounded melod, and a voice shouted, "In the heart lake area, mortals are not allowed to enter."

"Heart Lake?" Yang Zifan moved his numb arms to think about this strange place and couldn't figure out what region it belonged to.

The sound of the ship is endless. The ship seems to have a fixed walking route, and there will be a horn sound after a period of time.

It took about two hours to travel, and the ship stopped.

"Today's patrol is almost done!" There was a shrill sound from the boat.

"It's almost done. You can't blame us for being cruel when you come in." A hoarse voice came.

There was an extremely indecent sound of running water from somewhere in the bow of the ship.

After a while.

The ship turned around the lake and headed towards the center of the lake, moving many times faster than before.

In less than an hour, the ship sailed into an area, and the fog like a curtain around it gradually dissipated. After about half a minute, the sky was bright and the fog suddenly subsided.

Yang Zifan, who was hiding in the stern of the ship, was very strange. He poked out a head and saw a dark palace gradually approaching, and his heart trembled. He didn't know where he had come, but the palace showed that with Langzhong, Mo Ke might be saved.

The speed of the ship slowed down. Yang Zifan jumped lightly from the water to the stern of the ship, and dispersed the water vapor with the fire of green lotus. After making sure that no trace was left, he quietly hid in the corner of the stern that was extremely imperceptible.

The boat is not big, but extremely high.

He hid in the corner, even if no one patrolled the city could see it.

It won't be long.

The hull shook, compared with entering the waterway into the city.

"Squeak."

The huge sluice gate opened, and the ship entered the city. The city wall was full of patrolling soldiers, each with blue armor, which was not magnificent, but it was extremely strange in Yang Zifan's eyes.

Because these soldiers have more or less the smell of monks, they counted a little and found that there were no less than 100 people at the gate of the waterway. In this way, how many monks are there in this city surrounded by waters and walls.

What a scale this is...

Yang Zifan couldn't imagine where he had been. He began to doubt whether he was still in the mainland of China.

The ship stopped and interrupted Yang Zifan's thinking.

He poked his head and immediately withdrew in horror. The boat stopped in a circular building, which seemed to be used for inspection. A circle of soldiers with long guns stood on the round wall above the building.

If you go out now, you will definitely be exposed to their eyes.

"Big fool, is there anything interesting today?"

A man shouted from outside the ship.

I heard a hoarse voice before, "Lord Wu, when will you replace our two brothers? It's uncomfortable to patrol like this every day."

The man who was called Lord Wu by him smiled and said, "This is a beautiful job. Just go out and shout two voices. Don't be blessed."

A shrill voice came: "Lord Wu, do you still have a routine examination today? It's really exhausting."

Lord Wu sighed and said, "I can't help it. It's noisy outside, and it's under pressure. It's hard for us, brothers, get on the boat."

This sentence scared Yang Zifan.

He didn't expect to enter the city to check. He suddenly had a plan in his heart and stretched out his finger. Qinglian's heart forced out a flame and flew out of the ship at a very fast speed.

"Bang."

Sparks are splashing.

"Who is it? Is there anyone inside?" Lord Wu's voice came, and a group of people on the boat ran to the top of the dome building. Taking advantage of this gap, Yang Zifan used the formula of moving words and quietly moved to the water with Mo Ke.

The chaos above the head is still the same.

"Gout the fire, put out the fire."

"Where did the fire come from?"

"Doesn't you know what happened to the sky fire in broad daylight?"

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Yang Zifan listened to the chaotic footsteps outside, dived to the bottom of the water, and vaporized the green lotus at his fingertips, forming a small flame, igniting a corner of the underwater wall. In order to prevent water from leaking from under the wall, he arranged a small water barrier with vitality.

Then he took the unconscious Moke all the way to dig the tunnel and hide in the tunnel.

When it was dark, he quietly climbed out of the tunnel, and then he could get a glimpse of the corner of the city.

The wall is very high, all made of blue bricks and huge rocks, which looks extremely strong. The wall is surrounded by soldiers holding long guns and wearing blue armor.

Yang Zifan chose to come out when it was dark and explored the situation on the ground with his spiritual sense. The location happened to be behind a room against the wall, so he was not found by the patrolling soldiers.

In such a city, it was difficult to come and go with a coma guy on his back. Yang Zifan thought for a moment and dug the ground, jumped into the earth pit, put Moke into the underground tunnel he dug out, and forced a sky fire from his fingertips. After blessing a layer of prohibition, he imitated gold and wood with the spirit of green lotus. The breath of four different attributes of water and earth can be easily achieved with his current understanding of vitality.

After arranging a small five-line array beside Moke, he climbed out of the ground, covered the ground, and found a big stone from the back of the house to melt it with sky fire. Then he found a lot of floating ash covered with it, which perfectly covered the trace, so he was relieved.

Next, find Langzhong.

Yang Zifan looked deep into the city, and there was a beautiful white palace in the middle. With his experience in Rainbow Town, good things would be in that position, even if they were in Langzhong.

Moke was injured by immortals. Ordinary Langzhong can't be cured. He needs to find an elixir like Luo Shangshang.

So he took advantage of the night to go to the city. Along the way, he was lucky enough to meet a soldier's camp and wear a set of armor, which was completely integrated into the city.

With the night and hiding in the shadow of the moonlight, Yang Zifan quietly came to the white castle like a ghost.

But there was a problem.

Yang Zifan walked around the castle twice and found that the white castle was natural. There were no other entrances, even the windows were extremely small and could not allow one person to get in. The only thing he could enter was a gate and the top rooftop of the castle.

There are many guards at the gate, and it is impossible to enter silently.

All that remains is the top rooftop of the castle.

Skytop!

There are many kinds of methods.

For example, the most commonly used gecko climbs up the wall.

It's like the most awesome way to lift your feet and fly up.

and...

In short, there are many kinds, you know.

However, Yang Zifan's methods are all outside the above methods. He raised his feet, stepped, and then his sleeves agitated at the top of the rooftop.

is naturally used as the moving formula in the formula.

Short-distance movement is very useful.

Yang Zifan hid in the shadow of the rooftop. This place is very high, the highest position in the city. The rooftop is very crazy, and the ground is carved with dragons and phoenixes, which is extremely luxurious. The connection with the castle on the rooftop is a sparkling blue gate depicting all kinds of strange animals.

"A small rooftop, as for it?" Yang Zifan stretched out his tongue and felt that the rooftop had been dressed up.

A dark cloud floated in the sky, and the night became darker. He took the opportunity to stand up and touch the inside of the rooftop. He could not see the position inside from the ground.

He squatted down and saluted the beautiful blue gate and said, "The boy has something urgent. Don't blame me for destroying you."

The fire came out of the fingertips.

A small door was easily opened next to the gate. Yang Zifan took off the lid and walked in.

Behind the gate, the light was so bright that Yang Zifan almost couldn't get used to it. He quickly dodged behind a pot of plants. Fortunately, there was no guard behind the door, and a wide spiral staircase extended down.

Yang Zifan was not interested in architecture. The only purpose he came here was to find Langzhong, so he walked to the corridor without thinking about it.

However, there was a sound of footsteps under the corridor. Yang Zifan's body, which had just stood up, shrank back.

"Isn't it such a coincidence?" Yang Zifan secretly prayed that the people below would not come in, and it was impossible not to find himself in the shape of the rooftop.

However, the sky is not as good as people's complaints.

The footsteps became loud, and the people on the stairs did not stop but went upstairs step by step. After that, there were two trivial voices, which should be three people in front of them.

"Real back." Yang Zifan cursed secretly. When his footsteps appeared in front of him, he withdrew to the rooftop and flew up, hiding in the sky while there were still dark clouds in the sky.

"Lord, add an extra dress when it's cold tonight!"

There was a timid sound from under the stairs.

"Do I think I'm a pig? Is it not enough to wear two pieces? A majestic and cold voice came, and the blue carved door slowly opened, and three graceful figures appeared.

Because Yang Zifan was close to the door in the sky, he could not see the faces of the three people clearly. The front one was wearing a blue windbreaker with wings on his shoulders, and the two behind him were dressed in palace clothes with high hair. He must be a maidservant.

After the two maids opened the door, they stood motionless at the door.

The man who was called the owner of the palace by them walked to the rooftop and stood quietly, looking at what he seemed to be thinking in the distance.

Yang Zifan hid in the sky and paid attention to the dark cloud in the sky for fear that it would suddenly leave and expose himself.

"Do you think this castle is really strong enough?"

The voice of the palace owner is a little ethereal, and he sighs from nowhere.

The two maidservant looked at each other and said to the person on the left: "Of course, it is strong. The Cuixin Palace has been passed down for thousands of years, guarding the barrier between the virtual world and the human world, and has never been biased."

The palace owner stood with his hands behind his hands, toured the city, pointed to somewhere and said, "Then why can Tianhu Yanji escape?"

"Cuixin Palace, Tianhu Yanji."

Hearing these two names, Yang Zifan suddenly understood where he had been. He thought he was in the virtual world, but he didn't expect that he was outside the virtual world. It seemed that Moke's spell was not successful.

However.

Thinking that this was the source of the evil star, and the place where the real people of the Tianyuan faction had fallen, Yang Zifan was flancholy and gave up the idea of entering the castle.

However.

Moke is still in a coma.

"Lord, it was an accident, and Yan Ji..."

"Is there someone to help?" The owner of the palace smiled and felt quite sarcastic.

After laughing, he sighed, "The city is strong, but they are afraid of it."

Both maids lowered their heads and stopped talking.

At this time, I don't know if God deliberately tortured Yang Zifan. A gust of wind blew for no reason, the dark clouds dispersed, and the moonlight poured down like water.

The palace owner slowly raised his head.

A pair of clear eyes met a peeping thief.

The moonlight is pouring on him unscrupulously, making the blue armor seem to shine.

"Who are you?" A pair of thin willow leaf eyebrows on the clear eyes are bent together, full of majesty.

"Who am I?"

When the brave met on the narrow road, Yang Zifan flashed his left and right hand to hit the maidservant who turned around and ran to the house, sealing their five knowledges.

There was an evil wind behind him. Yang Zifan turned his head sideways and patted a thin palm. He took the opportunity to turn around and out of his palm, intending to attack her armpit.

The palace owner changed his moves very fast, and the palm of his hand drew a virtual shadow in the air. He fell down, and his green onion fingers swayed like a flower.

Yang Zifan didn't want to pester her. The other party's main cultivation of Cuixin Palace was naturally not much worse, so he used the magic formula. At the moment he was patted by the palm of the flower, he disappeared in place and moved towards the door.

The figure was lost under his palm, and the palace owner was slightly distracted.

Yang Zifan was secretly proud, but his body suddenly stiffened, as if he had bumped into cotton, and emerged from the state of movement.

"Don't escape." The owner of the palace stood up straight and clapped his hands.

At this time, Yang Zifan felt that the rooftop had been sealed by an invisible boundary, and it was impossible for him to move out.

This palace owner is really good at it.

Yang Zifan turned around with a smile on his face. The moonlight shone between the two, and the shadow was very long.

The palace owner is very beautiful, and he can really see the other party's face clearly.

is the second most beautiful woman he has ever seen. Of course, the first is Shenyou met somewhere in Tiangong that day.

In addition to beauty, there is also the spirit of a king.

The majestic solemn appearance is matched with the charmingness of girls' freedom, which is very distinctive and beautiful.

"No escape." Yang Zifan raised his hand.

"Who are you?" The palace owner carefully looked at Yang Zifan in soldiers' clothes.

"Don't think about it, you don't know me." Yang Zifan smiled and said, "I came to Langzhong. My friend was injured."

He said the purpose of the trip directly, with sincerity between his eyebrows, and the two sides did not have hatred and did not have to face each other.

"Oh!" The palace owner put down the palm of the seal, relaxed, walked around Yang Zifan's body, raised his eyebrows and said, "Xian?"

Yang Zifan shook his head, and Xian was his sworni.

"People?"

Yang Zifan nodded.

"Oh!" The palace owner smiled, and the majesty on his face melted like water.

"If you want Langzhong, come with me."

Unexpectedly, the palace owner was so easy to talk. Yang Zifan's tense nerves loosened. He grabbed his head and said that he knew that he didn't have to work so hard.

"Can my two maids let go?" The palace owner walked to the door and said.

"There's no way to solve it. It will be fine in two hours." He followed with a sorry look on his face.

The palace owner was not angry and took Yang Zifan up the revolving stairs.

The circles of stairs are very complicated and dazzling. The footsteps of the two may not have a tacit understanding or conflict, just like the relationship between the two at this time.

Only the shadows are long and short and always stick together, and you can't tell who is who.

"How did you come here?" Halfway through, the palace owner in front of him suddenly stopped and asked.

Yang Zifan shrugged his shoulders and said, "My friend brought it here. I don't know where it is."

"Oh!" The owner of the palace said the third same word, and suddenly burst into a large blue light in his clear eyes. Yang Zifan's heart trembled, his feet relaxed, and he quickly flew up, but he didn't know what was going on. The green lotus spirit in his body suddenly stopped. The whole man fell from mid-air, and a big net threw up from below to wrap him up.

"What are you doing?" He asked loudly.

The palace owner stood on the side of the broken stairs and said coldly, "Go into the bottom of Cuixin Lake."

"Monster or demon general?"

A voice asked on the side of the stairs.

"Magic General." The palace owner looked up and looked at him coldly.

When Yang Zifan saw his cold face, he knew that he had been tricked and regretted it. He should not trust others easily. He no longer asked and said to the faraway palace owner, "The most poisonous woman's heart."

The palace owner didn't seem to hear him disappear at the top of the stairs.

"Hey, another magic general, why do people always run out of the virtual world recently? Just run away, but they have to come to the Cuixin Palace. It's really looking for death." The voice of the previous inquiry came again.

Yang Zifan felt that he looked at it and saw an old man with a wrinkled face and looked at him mockingly.

"I'm not a demon general in the virtual world."

He argued.

"You are a bastard and have no backbone."

The old man took a chain in his hand and pulled him closer.

"She is a cod. She doesn't dare to fight me and use such despicable means as poisoning." Yang Zifan scolded.

"Dare to say that the palace owner is despicable, just go down!"

Without saying a word, the old man suddenly took out a black hammer and hit him on the head. Yang Zifan snorted and fainted.