Chapter 137: Auspicious Hexagram on the Upper Line, a Noble of the Imperial Family with a Purple Destiny (Thanks for the Reward!)

Chapter 137: The auspicious hexagram of the upper line, the purple destiny "imperial noble" (thanks for the reward!)

[Thanks (name reversed) for the large reward, thank you boss! 】

Time is running out.

Lu Mingyuan thought quickly in his mind, and the meaning of the hexagram flashed through his mind.

It seems that I can't save people anymore and have to continue to implement the plan of Prince Jin's Mansion.

Put the blame for this matter on the seventh prince.

The crisis can only be resolved after the fuse is led to Langya King Lu Yunwan. Otherwise, the mission fails. Even if the Shadow Whistle is saved, King Jin will turn his anger on them.

Lu Guangjing didn't care about Yingshao's life or death, and was even suspected of wanting her to die.

In this mission, Shadow Whistle was sent to offer sacrifices instead of other offerings. Coupled with her knowledge of the Golden Crow Kingdom, Lu Mingyuan guessed that there should be some connection between Shadow Whistle and the Princess of the Golden Crow Kingdom. It was precisely this that corresponded to the Golden Crow Disaster.

Combined with the murderous intention of Shadow Whistle just now, it was a direct killing blow, not a pretense move as planned.

Between the lightning and flint.

Lu Mingyuan has already made his decision.

Choose the auspicious hexagram of Shangyao.

Now that Shadow Whistle has been seriously injured and fell to the ground, he can let go and continue to implement the plan.

Princess Jinwu must be accidentally discovered and awakened to the fact that she was assassinated by the Seventh Prince, so she must find a way to induce her.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Mingyuan had an idea flash in his mind.

"The Blood Shadow Corps obeys orders."

Lu Mingyuan stood on the mountainside, clenching his big hands. The Wujiang Pavilion offerings beside him were all his people. They all emerged from the ground as "Gulu". Their blood squirmed and turned into human shapes. They had different clothes and different looks. His eyes were very ferocious and his face was expressionless, like a machine that only knew how to kill.

"Come into battle with me!"

Shadow warriors moved and flashed in the mountain forest. They soon arrived at the foot of the mountain and launched an attack on the army square where the Golden Crow soldiers were!

At this time, in the center of the Golden Crow Soldiers' phalanx.

After the Golden Crow Princess Luo Qiufu experienced the great battle, her pretty face was pale and her limbs were weak. It was obvious that using the Fairy Sword Golden Feather when her cultivation level was not high also consumed a lot of her energy. She was killed by the middle-aged general beside her. He helped him up and sat on the black-blooded horse.

In fact.

Her current ability is not enough to control the power of the fairy sword, and she can only exert one hundred percent of its power.

And to use it, you must overdraw your vitality, which is what the saying goes, shorten your life span.

Since her father died of a serious illness ten years ago, the young Crown Prince Jinwu has been regent by her sister.

Only half a year ago, he used the three-legged Golden Crow Cauldron, an ancient artifact of the country, to obtain the right to use the Immortal Sword.

Only in this way can we have the capital to protect ourselves.

It's a pity that now she can only support one stick of incense.

So he was defeated by the opponent in the blink of an eye.

The strength gap is still too big.

"What's wrong, Your Highness Princess?"

Seeing his dazed expression, the middle-aged general thought he was frightened by the sword intent just now, and asked with concern.

She squinted her eyes, looked not far away, and whispered:

"That woman's swordsmanship looks so familiar."

The woman who had just confronted her gave her a feeling of déjà vu.

Once upon a time, she had a younger sister who also loved swordsmanship and was even more talented than her. She was a swordsman genius praised by everyone in the Golden Crow Kingdom. At the age of only eight, she was recognized as the master of the Feijian in the Sword Tomb at the back of the royal city. It was at that time One of the few geniuses in swordsmanship.

But later, he died on the battlefield of the national war.

It's probably not that person, just a student from the same school.

After all, her sister is dead.

"your Highness!"

Just as Luo Qiufu was in a trance, she heard screams and the neighing of horses.

"Your Highness, the bandits from before were again, there was a very powerful monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he killed many of us with one punch!"

"Many people rushed down from the mountain and plundered the weapons and armor we were transporting."

The forward scout cavalry knelt down and said.

"Where did the monk come from in this wilderness? There is absolutely no way he is a bandit."

Luo Qiufu frowned and ordered: "Line up to defend against the enemy. The woman in black has been injured by the spirit of the fairy sword and cannot fight again. She is only a seventh-level monk and has nothing to fear."

the other side.

A monk with thick eyebrows, big eyes, bulging muscles, and powerful martial arts. His huge fists were shining with golden light, and his boxing skills were smooth and flowing. The thick fists he blasted knocked away the heavy armored cavalry blocking the road in front of him.

The black gold shield with a thick steel plate was of no help. Even the soldiers in heavy armor were still hit with stars popping out in front of their eyes and bleeding from their seven orifices. The martial arts vitality was very penetrating. When a cow was hit across a mountain, its internal organs would bleed.

"Hahaha! They are all vulnerable guys!"

The monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes laughed wildly, and his voice exploded like a big bell, which could shatter a person's eardrums.

"call out!"

"call out!"

Suddenly, there was a sound in the sky, and arrows rained down from the sky. The soldiers in the distance drew their black bows like the full moon, with amazing arm strength.

But the next second, a faint golden tadpole inscription appeared on the monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes. These arrow rains were like scratching an itch and had no effect at all.

Golden light Sanskrit body protection, invulnerable!

"I will fight you!"

Four Golden Crow generals came with guns and roared.

They are all commanders of the royal family's personal guards and have great master cultivation.

The four people rode condescendingly, carrying the unique majesty of a grand master, and their weapons carried the martial arts aura of the stormy waves, sweeping over.

The four pillars held up the sky, and they surrounded and killed the monk in the center.

"Da Luo Prajna Fist!"

The monk's thick arms with thick eyebrows and big eyes were full of energy and blood, and with great power, they struck the thick armor on the chest of one of the Golden Crow generals. The extremely hard armor suddenly cracked, and the general flew out in an instant.

The power of the fist is unparalleled, and one person can move freely in the military formation, smashing the Wujin warriors and their horses into a bloody paste.

"No, no, it's too weak!"

The monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes laughed extremely wantonly.

"This monk is so strong, I'm afraid he has the strength to reach the fifth level."

The general beside the eldest princess commanded solemnly.

"You don't need to worry about me. Go deal with this person. Otherwise, you will definitely be blamed by Great Yan for this trip to the Imperial Capital."

Luo Qiufu knew that if the loss of soldiers and armor was too large, it would inevitably arouse the dissatisfaction of the Great Yan court.

This is what she doesn't want to see.

"Well, take care of yourself, princess."

The middle-aged bearded general could only nod.

He is one of the few warriors of the Eighth Realm in Jinwu Kingdom. He is the General Zhenxi, one of the four generals of Jinwu Town. It is his mission to protect the princess and escort these soldiers to Dayan.

"He's a sea-viewing martial artist!"

The eight hundred armored soldiers were now scattered in a group, standing around with swords raised vigilantly. Looking at the rough monk who was swallowing vitality and his blood was as powerful as a dragon, they all felt a sense of fear in their hearts.

These are only the elite warriors in the human world. Even if there is a great master sitting in charge, they will hardly be able to match the fifth-grade monks.

"boom!"

A middle-aged general took off his cloak, rubbed his wrists, and looked calmly at the rugged monk in front of him.

The whole body must work hard to deal with it.

"interesting."

The monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes smiled gently, without feeling nervous.

He was not surprised that the eldest princess and her party also had a middle-level fifth-grade martial artist, but it just made the plan a little more difficult.

Since he entered the sea-viewing realm, he has never faced a fellow monk or sea-viewing realm martial artist.

This is a good opportunity to practice my skills.

I just can't use the knife, which is a shame.

"Who are you, your Excellency? Why are you opposing our Golden Crow Kingdom? Aren't you afraid that the Great Yan Court will punish you?" the middle-aged general asked coldly.

The monk with thick eyebrows didn't have that much time to force him, so he just punched him.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Punch me!"

The most perfect Buddhist martial arts skill, Daluo Prajna Fist, carries the Buddha's light and the phantom of Arhat, and smashes it towards the middle-aged general.

The blast of the fist was as powerful as a bamboo, breaking through the remaining armor and shields in front of it. The ground collapsed a hundred meters, creating a deep pit.

Although the middle-aged general was well prepared, he was still surprised by the opponent's strength. After the punch, his arm was shaken and he felt numb.

Lu Mingyuan was very satisfied with the strength of his clone. Against the sea-viewing warrior, not to mention overwhelming, he could at least take a slight advantage. After all, the energy and blood in his body were the essence of his body.

Since my cultivation has grown, I have rarely felt that fighting can be so hearty.

"Azure Fate - Wu Zun, the refining level reached 40%,"

"Unlock the destiny trait - Honor (Elementary)"

"Homage (Elementary): I am a Martial Master, and anyone who sees me must bow his head. Against fellow warriors, the strength, vitality, and momentum will increase slightly with the duration of the battle."

What a compliment!

Lu Mingyuan felt excited and secretly thought that this trait came at the right time.

The monk with thick eyebrows was as powerful as a rainbow. He threw out one punch, and the next followed one after another. There seemed to be dragons and tigers roaring in his body, and his energy and blood were boiling.

The middle-aged general could only fight with all his strength. His body was covered with cyan aura, and a thousand acupoints were running around, turning into a big bell, wrapping his body in it.

After passively defending for a while, the sea-viewing general quickly realized something was wrong.

The thick-browed monk's power is getting stronger and stronger, with no intention of weakening at all.

The blood and vitality seemed to be endless.

"What's the point of only being able to defend!"

The monk with thick eyebrows sneered, clasped his hands together, golden light surged from his body, and his fists were like tides. His pair of thick and strong arms, combined with the huge cicada shadow emerging behind him, exuded a power that could swallow mountains and rivers. His muscles bulged, and his clothes exploded. With all his tendons exposed, he looked like a King Kong with angry eyes.

Such terrifying power instantly completely overwhelmed the momentum of the Guanhai Realm general.

"puff!"

The middle-aged general was shocked by this momentum. The energy entered his body and spurted out a mouthful of blood, with blood oozing from the corners of his eyes.

The thick-browed monk smiled ferociously and rushed towards the position of the eldest princess's carriage in the center.

"Princess Jinwu, right? Let the poor monk see what she looks like!"

Luo Qiufu looked into the air and was shocked. She didn't expect that this monk was so powerful.

Even if General Yun takes action, he can't be subdued.

So, who is attacking him?

"your Highness!"

The Golden Crow soldiers' eyes widened with anger, and they rushed forward one after another, trying to resist the thick-browed monk's movements, but to no avail, they were instantly knocked away by the fist.

In desperation, Luo Qiufu planned to recall the fairy sword to defend against the enemy.

However, now her energy and blood are very weak, her face is as sad as white paper, her long hair is scattered like a jade waterfall, and her skin is as pale as a layer of delicate jade wax.

The fairy sword is completely disobedient.

In her current situation, if she uses the fairy sword again, her essence and blood will inevitably be exhausted, and her body will die.

At this moment, a strong male voice sounded.

"The demon monk should stop being so arrogant!"

Above the void, a tall young man with a bronze tiger face arrived and struck out with a heavy knife, striking the monk's fist with a heroic and fearless temperament!

The aura on his body turned into a majestic sword energy and whistled out, and the sword energy turned into a roar of a blue dragon. A hurricane suddenly rose, blocking the thick-browed monk outside and protecting the princess behind him. The two powerful auras collided continuously!

Luo Qiufu looked at the reliable back of the man, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the whole person was stunned.

At the same time, her ten slender and soft fingers were clenched tightly.

The two separated quickly.

The thick-browed monk cursed: "Yang Jian, you ruined my good thing again?!"

The tall man called Yang Jian had very cold eyes in the eye sockets of the mask.

"Fahai, it's not enough that your Yunwan Chamber of Commerce has monopolized the major economic lifelines of Da Yan. Now you have set your sights on Princess Jinwu. You are so bold. This is the property of the court!"

"Humph!"

The thick-browed monk was very unhappy and shouted: "Your Highness has decided on this car of things. It's useless even if the king of heaven comes!"

Before they opened their eyes, the two fought again.

The battle was extremely fierce.

The fight was so intense that it was hard to separate.

Seeing this scene, Luo Qiufu's eyes were moved, and she silently remembered the man named Yang Jian in her heart.

At the same time, she heard the conversation between the two and thought to herself.

She seemed to have a clue about this assassination, and the mastermind behind it seemed to be Yunwan Chamber of Commerce.

She had also heard the name of this chamber of commerce.

There are many products from Dayan in Jinwu Country, all from Yunwan Chamber of Commerce.

The background of this chamber of commerce seems to be a prince of Dayan.

Could it be that he is targeting me?

Why?

Soon, the battle ended.

In the end, Yang Jian was better.

The thick-browed monk fell into serious injuries.

"Righteous man, I'll help you!"

The middle-aged general who was injured beside him was extremely sharp-eyed. Seeing that the monk was weak, he immediately came with a sword, wanting to sneak attack and kill him.

Seeing this, the bronze tiger-faced young man hurriedly stopped him and said:

"Wait a minute, General!"

"This man is still very useful, keep him alive!"

He immediately stood in front of the middle-aged general and blocked his sword. The sword force was as strong as a sinking, and the sword energy broke through the air.

The middle-aged general was frightened and stopped immediately, but he was still a step slow.

The sword energy instantly broke the young man's bronze mask, revealing a stunning appearance, that handsome and graceful appearance.

At this moment.

The pupils of Jinwu Princess Luo Qiufu trembled, and her delicate body completely stayed in place, and an electric current passed through her heart.

Oh my God!

How could there be such a handsome man in the world.

The next second, she was very flustered.

She felt her heart was restless, as if Yang Jian was born with a charm that could charm people's minds and souls.

Looking at the other person's flawless profile, gentle and jade-like temperament, especially feeling the faint masculine aura coming from him at close range, her cheeks couldn't help but blush.

Fortunately, with the sword's will protecting her body, Yang Jian was generally fine and was not injured by the sword's energy.

But in this split second, the thick-browed monk seized the opportunity and crushed a thunder bead. For a moment, there were explosions, smoke and dust, and he disappeared instantly.

"Yang Jian, wait and see!"

Only the sound echoed.

The bronze tiger-faced young man immediately sighed and said regretfully: "Alas, look, let him run away."

The middle-aged general immediately showed a very guilty look.

"I'm sorry, I was too anxious."

If it weren't for me, the righteous man would have subdued this person just now. He was too anxious.

Princess Jinwu's long skirt was lifted up, her chest was bulging and drooping, her face was full of gratitude, and she bowed to Yang Jian: "Thank you for your help, young master!"

Lu Mingyuan tried his best to keep his eyes straight, not to let his eyes become obscene, and waved his hand: "It's okay, I, Yang Jian, hate those who are insidious and cunning the most in my life."

At this time, the scout cavalry in front gathered the remnants and reported: "Your Highness, we have found the tracks and the flag of the Yunwan Chamber of Commerce in the nearby mountains and forests."

"The black-clothed woman before has disappeared."

"The ancient sword is suspended three miles away, and no one can move it."

Luo Qiufu frowned and thought to herself: "Could it really be the seventh prince of Dayan?"

At this time, Lu Mingyuan heard the news that "the black-clothed woman has disappeared", and looked at the location of the mountains and forests calmly.

He was not surprised.

At this moment, words appeared in front of him.

[The hexagram is completed, good luck! 】

[Emperor Orange Fate - Trapped Dragon in the Abyss, Refining Degree Increased to 58%]

[Survive the disaster of King Jin, trigger the fate trait (Dragon Raising its Head), and obtain a purple opportunity. 】

"Promote to the Zun Zi Fate - Imperial Noble, Refining Degree 10%"

"Zun Zi Fate (Imperial Noble): Born an imperial descendant, born with the sun in the mouth, illuminated by the imperial star, blessed with good fortune, and have the appearance of becoming an emperor. The dragon has nine sons, each different, the stars in the sky are changing, listen to the dragon's roar, and look at my Qilin son!"

"Unlock the fate trait - Qilin son (primary)"

"Qilin son (primary): The man on the street is like jade, and the young man is unparalleled in the world. The face never ages, greatly improves the appearance, temperament, and charm, and everyone's favorability towards you increases slightly."

Qilin son?

Isn't it just an enhanced version of a handsome man?

Lu Mingyuan pondered.

Princess Jinwu on the side suppressed her restlessness and said softly: "I still have a lot of things I want to ask you, I wonder if you are available?"

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