Chapter 843 A Big Game of Chess

"Master, my condolences."

Zhao Yun left a message and went down the mountain alone.

Walking far away, you can still hear Yun Yan's sobbing.

Why!

Zhao Yun sighed secretly, seeing Yun Cangxuan self-destruct.

When the family and country are in crisis, the older generation is still very strong. For the sake of the younger generations, they will often embark on the road of no return with broken bones. How can there be peace in the years? It’s just that someone is carrying the burden for you and sneaking around. Without the sacrifice of the ancestors, If we forget about life and death, there will be no prosperity for future generations.

Bathed in the starlight, Zhao Yun climbed up to the Peak of the Headmaster.

Yang Xuanzong had already fallen asleep, and he sneaked in quietly like a thief.

"Come here to steal something?"

Yang Xuanzong's perception was not bad and he opened his eyes immediately.

Seeing it was Zhao Yun, his eyes flashed, when did this kid come back.

"Uncle, you are joking."

Zhao Yun said, and a hint of his origin popped up.

Just like Long Fei and Linglong, Yang Xuanzong was also startled when he saw the origin. Where could this kid find his bloodline? Just this trace of origin contains majestic power. What a domineering bloodline this is.

The moment he was stunned, a trace of his origin flowed into his body.

Zhao Yun said nothing and opened his eyes to stare at him.

As he expected, Yang Xuanzong was also one of the victims.

"You..." Yang Xuanzong was confused.

"Uncle, there is a curse mark in his body." Zhao Yun said, turned and left.

Later, he sent back another message, "The emperor is waiting for you."

Yang Xuanzong was a little confused, curse seal?

After being stunned, he hurriedly checked his body.

Of course, after searching a lot, he couldn't find the curse mark, but he didn't think Ji Hen was joking. He came here in the middle of the night. Who has time to joke? If it's not a joke, then it's true.

Without thinking much, he immediately left Tianzong and went straight to the palace.

Here, Zhao Yun has disappeared into the darkness.

He is like a ghost, disappearing and disappearing. He can be seen in many corners of Tianzong, such as Lingdan Pavilion, Weapon Refining Pavilion, time-honored shops... Everywhere he goes, he will sacrifice the origin of his bloodline to check the curse seal.

This sight is shocking.

There are many curse seals, many of them have good identities, and they all have one thing in common: anyone who has a curse seal must be of a special bloodline.

"Gather the power of blood?" Zhao Yun murmured.

Those who are cursed all have a special bloodline. It is not difficult to imagine the purpose of the curser. This curse can be used as a medium to swallow the power of the bloodline of the cursed person. As for the use of the bloodline power, I am afraid only the curser knows.

So the question is, since the curse seal was planted, why not swallow it, like Long Fei and Long Zhan, they are still alive and well.

According to his opinion, the time has not yet come. Once the time comes, the caster will devour it without hesitation. The person who is cursed will lose his bloodline. This is the best result. If he also loses his life, it will be a disaster. A catastrophe.

You must know that the identities of those who have been cursed are all very important. They are the Emperor of Great Xia, the headmaster of Tianzong, a disciple of Hongyuan... and lastly, they are also disciples of Tianzong. This is because he knows who knows how many people are secretly cursed. print.

If the person who cast the spell once made an attack, the entire top brass of the Great Xia Dragon Dynasty would be arrested.

Is this conspiracy a power grab? Or there is another plan.

No matter how smart he was, he couldn't help but be shocked by that man's methods. What a big game this was.

As he spoke, he had already ascended Qingyu Peak.

It was quiet on Qingyu Peak. Everyone had taken a rest. From far away, you could hear snoring. It was Man Teng. It was quiet at night, but he was so noisy that the roofs of the house followed his snoring. , shaking one after another, Zhao Yun looked at it, and was afraid that the house would collapse.

"Then let's look at you first."

Zhao Yun used the wall penetration technique to enter Man Teng's attic.

The guy was sleeping so deeply that he didn't even notice that he was afraid that someone would remove parts of him in his sleep.

See, this guy is safe.

Or maybe the curse caster looked down on the big guy and was too lazy to cast the curse seal on him. Compared to Man Teng, the little bald Wu Nian was not so lucky. He had the curse seal hidden in his body, so he was also unlucky. , Lin Xie and Su Yu all have curse seals hidden in their bodies. As for Yang Feng, Ling Fei and Zi Yan, they are all safe.

"Damn it." Zhao Yun's eyes were cold.

Who could kill a thousand swordsmen and be so wicked?

With that said, he walked through the wall again, trying to enter Mu Qinghan's attic.

pound!

The sound of hitting the wall is still very pleasant.

Mr. Zhao hits the wall, which is not only pleasant to the ear, but also very pleasing to the eye.

Senior sister is senior sister. There are actually restrictions on the wall, and there are actually many secret talismans posted on it, which are blessed by talismans. Ordinary walls are as hard as steel plates, and the forehead hurts when hit.

However, this couldn't stop him.

The room was quiet, Mu Qinghan slept peacefully.

Zhao Yun, like a ghost, came to the bedside in one step.

However, before he could sacrifice his origin, Mu Qinghan opened his eyes. It was not because of his extraordinary perception, but because Mr. Zhao accidentally stepped on the ban in the room and woke up Mu Qinghan. Zhao Yun sighed and clicked his tongue when he saw it. , why are there so many pitfalls! Are you afraid that someone will steal you away?

"What are you doing in my room?"

Seeing that it was Zhao Yun, Mu Qinghan hurriedly sat up and covered his body with the quilt. Perhaps his movements were too hasty and he didn't cover it tightly enough. As a result, a large area of ​​his white skin was exposed, reflecting the starlight that penetrated, and it was still shining. A little shine.

"Why don't you wear any clothes when sleeping?" Zhao Yun coughed dryly.

"Do you care about me?" Mu Qinghan's beautiful eyes were on fire, and he threw a pillow over. After that, he covered himself even more tightly, his cheeks turned red. He came into my room like a thief in the middle of the night, and asked me why I didn't wear any clothes when I went to bed. Do you care?

Zhao Yun smiled awkwardly, it was because he was reckless.

But since he was here, he had to give it a try to prevent Mu Qinghan from screaming. He waved his hand and sent him to sleep. There were some things that he just wanted to know, and it was not advisable to make a big fuss.

He breathed a sigh of relief after trying it.

Mu Qinghan is safe.

He quietly exited, and before leaving, he did not forget to cover his senior sister with a quilt. It was so cold, what should I do if I caught a cold.

If Xiuer were present, she would definitely ask: Is it white?

Not only is she white, but she has a pretty good figure!

Mr. Zhao's answer may be very easy to understand.

When Zhao Yun left the room, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

Too many roots have been touched tonight, which makes me feel a little uncomfortable.

The bloodline is domineering, and the backlash is also domineering, and even the clones he left everywhere have dissipated because of it. In the final analysis, the origin is not his innate origin, and it is still merging with his body.

At this stage, it’s strange that if you use your true energy rashly, you can feel better.

"what's going on."

There were a lot of surprises in Qianqiu City.

Just a moment ago, the clones that Zhao Yun left here exploded into a wisp of mist, making all the old guys frown. It was obvious that there must be a problem with Zhao Yun himself.

Zhao Yun appeared again and was already in Qingyao's room.

Compared to Mu Qinghan, Qingyao's attic was not that tricky. He walked in easily and sacrificed his bloodline. After some exploration, he couldn't help but frown.

Yes, Qingyao is the cursed one.

Zhao Yun sat down under the old tree and meditated alone, his eyes uncertain.

who is it?

Who planted the curse seal?

This is what he urgently wants to know.

Yin Zhou?

Ziyihou?

Evil handsome girl?

Or the three Heavenly Martial Realm masters Gui Ming, Taoist Wu Mei and Ancestor Youquan?

The first thing he thought of was that these people had planted so many evil curse seals that even the Queen of Daxia was unaware of them. The other party was obviously of a high level and had a huge conspiracy. If even Daxia Hongyuan fell into the trap, what would happen to Daxia? Xia Long Dynasty is afraid that it will change hands.

save.

He is saved.

Originally, he didn't want to wade into this muddy water, but among the people who were cursed were his friends, so he couldn't just sit back and do nothing. He might not be able to control others, but Qingyao, Xiao Wu Nian, Lin Xie and Su Yu , he will definitely save, and Yang Xuanzong and others are kind to him, and he will not stand idly by. If this can be regarded as a game, then it is necessary to play another round.

After putting away his thoughts, he sat cross-legged in meditation.

Under the moon, his precious appearance was majestic, and even the starlight and moonlight reflected on him turned golden. He suffered a backlash and had to soothe his body. The most important thing was to integrate the origin, which took a long time.

Quietly, it was getting bright.

The warm light pours down on Tianzong and gives this spiritual mountain a layer of peace. But few people know that underneath this layer of peace, there is a mass of filth. The undercurrent is very fierce and may set off a war at any moment. catastrophe.

On Qingyu Peak, smoke curls up.

Mr. Zhao has stepped onto the stove, showing off his cooking skills.

Everyone raised their eyebrows when they left the room, wondering when did this guy come back.

Others still.

Mu Qinghan, on the other hand, was particularly angry when she looked at Zhao Yun. She remembered clearly what happened last night. Some shameless person wandered into her room in the middle of the night and even knocked her out. Who knows what she did After falling asleep, Zhao Yun did something.

"I... am a man with a wife."

Zhao Yun spoke in a deep and serious tone.

He didn't say the rest of the sentence: Don't think of me as dirty as you thought.

As soon as these words came out, Mu Qinghan laughed angrily. If you have a wife, you will find a wife. Why are you here with me?

Zhao Yun was at a loss and just immersed himself in cooking.

The fire in Mu Qinghan's eyes was getting stronger and stronger. It was not easy to break out. Is it possible to say it in front of everyone? In the conscience of heaven and earth, she slept naked, not because of a quirk, but for practice. Who knows, Zhao Yun wandered into her room, which made her feel so embarrassed.

"Something's wrong."

"There's something wrong with them."

Su Yu put his hands in his hands and spoke seriously.

This is bullshit, even the big man can see it.

Today, there were quite a few people who came to Qingyu Peak to have a meal. Headmaster Tianzong came, disciple Hongyuan came, and Princess Daxia also came. Everyone was flattered and hurriedly got their bowls and chopsticks.

The three of them are not here to eat.

The three of them are here to find Zhao Yun, and they need to have a good chat about certain things.

Qing Yao and others were very discerning, so they had a hasty breakfast and went to Zizhu Peak together. The news that Yun Cangxuan died in the battle had spread throughout the Tianzong. Uncle Yun Yan must be very heartbroken and had to go visit.

"How many people are there who have received the curse seal?" Long Fei didn't talk nonsense and got straight to the point.

"A lot." Zhao Yun took a deep breath.

The three of them did not interrupt, knowing that Zhao Yun had not finished speaking.

"I still don't know how many people have been struck by the curse mark." Zhao Yun picked up the wine bottle and continued, "I only know that all those who are struck by the curse mark are of special bloodline, and their status is not ordinary."

As soon as these words came out, the three people's faces turned extremely ugly.

Even the Emperor of Daxia fell into this trap, it was definitely a big conspiracy.

"Do you know who cast the curse?" Yang Xuanzong asked.

Zhao Yun shook his head lightly. He also wanted to know, but his Taoism was too shallow.

This matter needs to be considered in the long term. If the enemy is alerted or the other party becomes cruel, it will not be as simple as killing one or two people. It will be a bloody disaster that sweeps the entire Great Xia.

"Come."

Linglong said, sitting cross-legged.

Yang Xuanzong cast a spell and put up a cover on the mountain peak.

Zhao Yun understood the meaning, stood behind Linglong, casually offered a trace of his bloodline origin, and gently sent it into Linglong's body. If he wanted to find the caster of the spell, he had to start with the curse seal if he wanted to break this situation.

He opened his eyes and looked quietly.

A trace of his origin quickly disappeared. At the moment when his origin disappeared, he could see the black flames, the so-called curse seal, but it was only revealed for a moment.

Therefore, the curse seal will only be truly revealed when it absorbs its origin.

Moreover, the person who has been cursed has no feeling at all. This is the weirdness of the cursed seal.

As for why Zhao Yun can see the curse mark, there are many factors contributing to it. First, his heavenly eyes have the ability to see through, and he can see through the foundation of the cursed person as long as the person who is cursed is unobstructed. Second, his origin is very special. , has his own magical perception, which is connected to his body. When the origin is sucked, he will be aware of it immediately; thirdly, he has his own martial soul, and it is a martial soul that has transformed many times, from the most rigid to the yang. He is very sensitive to Yin-type objects such as curse seals. He is probably the only person in the entire Great Xia Long Dynasty who possesses these three points.

The first strand of origin was swallowed, and he sacrificed the second strand.

Then, the third thread, the fourth thread, the fifth thread... Each thread was sucked, and he tried his best to peek at the curse seal. The black crack was very greedy, and he swallowed it when he saw the source.

There is nothing unusual about Linglong.

Looking at Zhao Yun, he doesn't feel very good. Those are all his origins. If he is sucked away, he will lose a little bit. He can be reborn, but it takes time.

After all, he has not yet truly merged with his bloodline origin.

Under these conditions, it is very energy-consuming to nurture the lost origin.

At this glance, it is three days.

In three days, Zhao Yun tried countless times.

In three days, he didn't know how much energy he had consumed.

However, if the origin of the curse seal can be found out, and if the curse can be cracked, it will all be worth it.

He didn't stop until night fell again.

Then, he took out a pen and paper and drew the black crack on the paper. Maybe he had been looking at it for a long time, but today he saw it more clearly. He also drew some weird lines of the curse seal, but it was just A very small part, this is his limit. The curse seal is too mysterious and the level is too high. He can only see so much.

Linglong took the paper and read it again and again.

Yang Xuanzong and Long Fei also came forward and scanned the patterns up and down.

"Heart-eating spell?" Long Fei whispered.

Linglong shook her head slightly, "The pattern of the Heart-Eating Curse is in the shape of a skull, which is obviously not the case."

"Martial Swallowing Curse Seal?" Yang Xuanzong said tentatively.

"No." Linglong shook her head again, "The Martial Swallowing Curse is red in color."

"Little guy, do you recognize it?" Zhao Yunnei looked at the little Qilin.

Qilin also shook his head. The lineage of holy beasts may recognize the curse seal, but it is still young and has not yet fully inherited its memory. Just looking at a corner of the pattern, it is impossible to recognize what the curse is.

After these words, the mountain peak was silent for a long time.

The curse seal patterns drawn by Zhao Yun are only a small part and are difficult to identify. You must know that there are thousands of curses in the world. If you really want to compare them one by one, they will all be somewhat similar, not to mention there are many more. Not only have they seen the curse seal, they have never even heard of it.

In this way, the difficulty can be imagined.

Because of this difficulty, the four people were even more frightened. Whose masterpiece was this? There was no feeling when it was implanted into the human body. Even Ji Hen, who had a clairvoyant eye, could not see it completely and could not identify what kind of curse seal it was. There is no way to start, and it is even more foolish to find a curse caster.

However, Hongyuan was not in the imperial capital.

Whether the old man is still alive, who cares?

It wasn't until late at night that the three of them left. Before leaving, one of them made a rubbing of a pattern. Linglong went to find his senior fellow apprentices, while Yang Xuanzong went to find the Supreme Elder. They were all direct descendants, at least they would not be exposed. The matter is too important to alert the caster of the spell, and must be investigated quietly in secret.

As for the Dragon Concubine, she went to the spiritual veins of the earth.

Her mother is also a well-informed person, so she might not be able to recognize her.

It was unlucky that she went there, her father was also there, why did she omit 10,000 words with her mother?