Chapter Seven Hundred and Eighty Seven

Ten (days) later.

It was quiet in Tianjia Caibu Courtyard, and a clear golden light radiated from the cauldron of good and evil. The face on the cauldron had its eyes closed, with a serene expression.

Ning Tao finished his practice, and moved to the side of the Good and Evil Cauldron, looking at the twenty or so divine crystals in the cauldron, a feeling of sadness came out of his heart.

These twenty or so divine crystals are the results of the past ten (days) battles.

After ten days of hard work and hard work, there are only a dozen or so crystals in the cauldron of good and evil. Such a harvest made him feel sad and discouraged.

Moreover, almost half of the pitifully few twenty or so divine crystals came from the contributions of Ruan Tianyin and Lin Qingyu. They thought of different ways to contribute to him the energy of love, faith, and goodness, and during this time he absorbed the most evil energy from the outside.

The god-making plan operated by Xinshen Company was not successful.

The vast majority of people now have only desires in their hearts and no beliefs. Even if you help him and satisfy his wishes, what he (body) still produces is mixed with gratitude. While being grateful to you, he also wants to get something from you (body).

However, there is also something that makes him feel gratified, and that is his spiritual power training.

During this period of time, he was busy collecting energy to refine the god crystal, and he had no time to harvest evil and make up for good, so his spiritual power did not increase in any amount. However, through these hours (days) fragmented practice, that is, he will practice once every time he refines a god crystal, and every time his spiritual power will be rendered by the energy of the god crystal, these ten (days) If he persisted, although his spiritual power did not increase quantitatively, it could become purer and purer.

However, seeing Ding Zhong's lifeline shortened by almost one-third, his mood became worse again.

"Brother Ding, although you will be unhappy, I still have to disturb you. I feel uncomfortable if I don't say anything." Ning Tao nags to the tripod of good and evil, "It takes about 20 days for the medical center to be upgraded to the Caibu hospital. Well, in a few days or ten days, it will be a month. According to the speed at which the lifeline shortens, if the (situation) situation does not improve, I think I should be fine to survive this month, but next month will be over Alright, so I want to talk to you about the will (love)"

The face on the cauldron of good and evil opened its eyes, and an ancient and mysterious voice came out from the cauldron, "It's so late, you don't go back to sleep and collect (love ai) energy, why are you complaining to me here (sao sao) )”

It also knows where those supreme (love ai) energies come from.

Ning Tao felt a little embarrassed, but after his thick skin increased, he also pretended not to know, "This matter is related to my life and death. Let me talk about what's wrong. If I really die, it's good to have a will."

"Why do you think you are bound to die?" The face on the cauldron stared at Ning Tao with a look of hatred.

Ning Tao said, "People in the world lack faith. The power of faith is so hard to earn. This lifeline is shortening every day. How long can I live? Your cauldron is so big, it can hold a thousand catties of rice. I have worked so hard." It took many days to refine more than 20 divine crystals, not even enough to make a rice dumpling, isn't this doomed to die?"

A voice came from the cauldron of good and evil, "You tell me to complain (sao sao), but you actually want to get a solution from me."

Ning Tao waited quietly with an honest look.

"I give you the six-character mantra."

Ning Tao said excitedly, "Thank you for the six-character mantra"

A voice came from the cauldron of good and evil, "The secret of heaven must not be revealed."

Ning Tao ""

"Also, do you only see this world with your eyes?" The Good and Evil Cauldron asked back.

Ning Tao's heart moved, "Brother Ding, what do you mean?"

The cauldron of good and evil closed its eyes and stopped talking to him.

Ning Tao called it twice and gave up when he saw that it didn’t respond. He thought about the last sentence of the tripod of good and evil, “Can my eyes only see this world? Can I still see other worlds?”

A ray of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

Could it be reminding him that the past time and space can also earn these four kinds of energy

Becoming a god is not something that can be done in one (day) or ten or twenty (days). Such a thing (feeling) is tantamount to building the tallest statue in the world. Now the workers are still building the foundation, and thousands of believers are required to worship it. That will have to wait until the statue is completed.

But he couldn't wait for that day. According to the shortening speed of his lifeline, if he didn't wait for his god-making plan to succeed, he might be finished.

Then, during this period of laying the foundation, why doesn't he go to the past time and space to look for opportunities?

In the past, it was impossible to earn the merits and virtues of good thoughts and evil thoughts and sins of people (body) in the past, but the energies of the most (love, ai) and faith and the most good and evil are different. They have nothing to do with merit and sin, but are the energy generated by the soul. Therefore, it is theoretically possible to collect.

Just do it.

Ning Tao took the town tower, tree building boards and cloud ore, placed them on the ground in the lobby, and pasted a death talisman on his forehead. Then he took out another Ancestor-Xun Pill from the small medicine box, and bit off a piece.

During this process, he stared at the faces on the cauldron of good and evil with the corner of his eyes.

If you eat Xun Zu Dan in front of it, what will it do?

The faces on the cauldron of good and evil did not respond at all.

This result was also within his expectations.

boom

Darkness came in like a tide.

After a minute of darkness, the surrounding light surged, it felt like colorful water flowing around (the body), and then it was fixed for a split second.

Here is a room with a desk, bookshelves, and chairs, and a table for drinking tea by the window.

On the desk was a painting of a woman, still wet.

Looking at the woman in the painting, Ning Tao felt a sense of déjà vu inexplicably. But the paintings in ancient times were not oil paintings, they just gave him a familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember who they were.

He came to the window and pushed it open.

The golden sun is rushing head-on, and the wind is blowing, lifting the willow branches.

This is the second floor. Downstairs is a street with many stores, but there are not many pedestrians on the street.

This street was still Chang'an University Lane. He had been here last time, and met Princess Taiping on this street, and took her sedan chair to Fuyun Garden, so he recognized it at a glance.

University Lane is still the same University Lane, but it is much deserted.

Ning Tao was a little puzzled, and secretly said, "Is this the time and space before Princess Taiping or the time and space after?"

(Standing) Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps, and then stopped at the door.

Ning Tao hid behind a vertical screen.

The door opened, and several people in black samurai uniforms and black veils walked into the study, and they were the last ones to close the door.

Ning Tao looked at these people through the gap of the vertical screen.

These people all had sharp knives in their hands, and each sharp knife was stained with blood.

what happened here

Ning Tao didn't think of anything else when he came here. His first reaction was to observe the environment around him, and then he opened the window to look outside, but he didn't expect this kind of situation.

A man in black stopped in front of the desk, picked up the painting that had just been painted, glanced at it, and said in a cold voice, "This painting is about that monster Yang Yuhuan. Sheng Zhang Daozi must not have escaped far, search"

Behind the vertical screen, Ning Tao's heart was shocked, and he came to the time and space where Yang Yuhuan was.

He couldn't help getting excited, knowing that if he could see Yang Yuhuan, he would be able to learn the truth of the prophecy from her mouth.

In history, Yang Yuhuan was the noble concubine of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty, who had power in the court and the public, but died in the Anshi Rebellion, and his body was buried in Mazaipo. But history is written by people. The Yang Yuhuan he knew was a cultivator, and he was buried at the bottom of the South China Sea

A man in black walked quickly to the window, looked out with his head, and then closed the window again.

The man in black holding the painting looked at the vertical screen, and snorted coldly, "Come out, don't hide, Zhang Daozi, the ghost painter, I know you are hiding behind."

Ning Tao didn't know who the Ghost Hand Zhang Daozi was. He had never seen such a person in the history he had learned, and there were no related paintings left in later generations. All he knew was that he had been found and that these people were not ordinary people.

"Come out," the man in black who was holding the painting snapped.

Ning Tao walked out from behind the vertical screen, wearing a black windbreaker, bare thighs, and a pair of socks, the same as the last time he visited Datang.

The last time he met Princess Taiping, after she ate tofu in the sedan chair, he wanted to weave a pair of trousers when he went back, but he was too busy to do it at all. This time I came here on a temporary basis, so I still only have a Tianbao robe and windbreaker on (body), a pair of socks, and a pair of socks.

Fortunately, the windbreaker was buttoned, otherwise the gear lever would be exposed.

As soon as Ning Tao came out, several men in black rushed up and surrounded him, and two of them put the sharp knife in their hands on his neck.

The man in black holding the painting was obviously a leader. He took out a folded piece of paper from his skirt, opened it, and it was also a painting.

The painting shows a young man, sketched with a brush, which is not similar to Ning Tao, but the person in the painting has a strangely cropped head, which makes him look alike again.

"It really is you," said the leader of the man in black.

Ning Tao ""

The ancients used this kind of brush to draw portraits to arrest people. The probability of arresting the wrong person is about seven or eight out of ten. I don’t know how many people died unjustly.

Ning Tao was wronged, but he didn't mind, these men in black exuded strong evil spirits, and they didn't look like good people at first glance. Not good people, blood still dripping from the tip of the knife, and what they are going to do is obviously not a good thing. No matter how bad it is, they can still harvest a little bit of evil energy from them.

After making up his mind, Ning Tao said, "Several strong men, who are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the leader of the man in black slammed into his lower abdomen with a knife handle.

It didn't hurt at all, but Ning Tao still bent down very cooperatively, and even made a screaming voice "Ouch"

The leader of the man in black said viciously, "I ask you, when will that evil Yang Yuhuan come over?"