The host of fast travel, she always rolls over

Chapter 129 The short-lived darling of heaven (51)

That night.

Jun Anzhi and Hui An made preparations early in the morning, and when it was dark, Jing Zhao's people took them into the imperial palace.

"Why is the prince in such a hurry?" Hui An asked puzzledly on the way.

Jun Anzhi glanced at this single stupid monk. Sometimes, people who are dedicated to cultivation are really single-minded.

"Because I'm afraid of exposing my secret. After all, Concubine Tao in the palace is a fake."

Jing Zhao had to solve the problem of Wangyue Tower before the old emperor noticed.

What?Why didn't you tell the old emperor that there was a problem with Moon Tower?
Because of the existence of the national teacher, this monster, the old emperor would not listen to any voices.

Therefore, Jing Zhao's move is to kill first and then play.

After all, the two of them drove the formation and would not damage the building of Wangyue Tower.

The old emperor doesn't know what's wrong with Moon Tower...

Jun Anzhi is not worried about the old emperor, she is worried about the national teacher.

She didn't believe that she had received Concubine Tao, and the national teacher didn't notice at all.

There's a tough fight tonight.

Moon Tower.

The old emperor doted on Peach Concubine, abandoned the Sangong and Six Courtyards for her, and poured out all the wealth in the world for her.Such a magnificent Mochiyue Tower was built.

People in the palace have been very surprised recently because the emperor's favorite Concubine Tao has not been to the Moon Tower for several days.

Even the old emperor was puzzled.

And the other side.

There was a strange smile on the thin face of the national teacher.

"Are you all ready?"

The national teacher looks old, but in fact his real age is less than 60 years old.

Today he uncharacteristically did not retreat, but told his disciples to prepare some things early.

"It's ready to go back to Master, and everything is in order." Dao Tong on the side said with his head down.

"Wangyue Tower..." The national teacher laughed strangely, "Even if you are...you will never return."

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"It's time, let's do it." Jun Anzhi took the time to light the incense burner on the altar.

"What does the underworld say?" Hui'an was a little worried.

"You still don't have too much hope." Jun Anzhi shook his head.

There are too many differences between humans and gods, and they don't interfere in human affairs at all.

What's more, this world...

Jun'an's heart sank. Hei Wuchang gave her a hint in a low voice when she forcibly opened the gate of the underworld last time.

This world was created by a certain "god" on a whim, and it can be destroyed or preserved at any time.

God can create the world with a single thought, and can also destroy the world with a single thought.

A world is nothing but a toy they use to pass the time when they are bored.

As for the sentient beings in the world they created, it has never been in their consideration!
And this world...

The god who created this world seems to have gone wrong, and the heavens can't find him.

That's why those guys dared to cross the border and come here to make trouble.

"Oh! I'm so annoying!" Jun Anzhi cursed in a low voice.

Although she is no longer a human being, she was once a human being, and she still does not want the world to be destroyed.

She wants to complete this task and will not allow this world to collapse.

Thinking of this, Jun Anzhi's eyes were gloomy, and she looked towards a certain place in the palace. Even if she didn't do it for nothing, she would not let that person achieve his goal.

When Heiwuchang gave the reminder, Jun Anzhi thought about why someone would dare to stretch out their claws to such a lowly civilized world.

Now, she kind of understands that someone wants to make a world!
He wants to take the life of this world as his own.

What is human life?
In the eyes of ordinary people, human life may be a precious life, the meaning of living.

But in the eyes of some people, it may be blood food!
A kind of food!Even the soul is an insignificant dish in their eyes.

And the creator god of this world is missing, and there is no god in charge of this world.

In other words, this is a world without an owner, where everyone can come and get a share.

"Start!" Jun Anzhi shouted, casting spells into the formation without hesitation.

The spiritual energy flowed continuously along the Bagua array she drew.

The function of this gossip array is to suck out the ghosts in Moonwatch Tower, and then put them into this array and temporarily seal them up.

She planned to break the vicious formation of Moon Tower, and then hand over the incomplete souls in the eight trigrams formation to the black and white impermanence of the underworld, and let them take them back.

Wangyue Tower is a soul refining formation, which is a formation that directly converts a person's soul into energy.

The forbidden technique in Taoism.

Jun Anzhi just heard the old Taoist mention it while chatting.

There is no written record of this formation at all.

The reason why she knew it was from the ancient book Hui An gave her.

Taoist forbidden technique, but Buddhism has a long tradition. In the long history, eminent monks have encountered it and recorded it.

The method of breaking the formation is also recorded in Buddhism.

In addition, Jun Anzhi has the basis of the Taoist formation, so although he is not sure that he can break the formation tonight, it will not be affected.

At the beginning, someone cooperated very well, and the monk was responsible for entering the Moon Tower and breaking the formation.

Jun Anzhi presided over the operation of the Eight Diagrams Array outside.

Although there are many ghosts in Wangyue Tower, they have been trapped for a long time, and many of them have lost their souls, or their abilities have been greatly weakened.

Here Jun Anzhi has to sigh, the higher the level of power, the longer the ghost will persist in the soul refining formation.

Some of their souls are healthy anyway.

And the weaker ones, or ghosts without Taoism.

After the weak ghost persists for a period of time, the three souls and seven souls will be slowly drawn out.

Now that the two of Jun Anzhi were drawn out of the soul refining formation, the soul of this kind of ghost is incomplete.

And ghosts wandering in this world without Taoism are sucked into the soul refining array, and they will be wiped out after ten days and a half months at most.

So when Hui An said, replenishing the soul, Jun Anzhi hesitated.

Most of the healthy souls are ghosts, how can she make up for this?

So, simply ask the local ghost messenger to do it.

They have yin and yang yin and yang books in their hands, and they can see whether a person has committed evil in his life.

However, it started off fine.

An hour later.

Wangyue Tower was filled with blood, and everyone in the capital saw this vision.

"What's going on?" First of all, Jing Rui, as one of the most capable princes, immediately thought of whether something happened to the palace.

"My lord, the latest news is that it's the third lord!" The commander of the hidden guards beside him was sweating profusely on his forehead.

"Jing Zhao? What does he want to do?" Jing Rui looked up and saw that the entire sky was dyed blood, which made people feel uneasy.

"He found a monk and a Taoist priest, and they are practicing in the Moon Tower."

"How to do it?" Hearing this, Jing Rui was very interested anyway, and didn't care about the color of the sky anymore.

Jingrui understands his good third brother best, he is extremely disgusted with those Taoist monks.

In his eyes, those guys are charlatans and liars.

"This..." The commander of the dark guard hesitated to speak.

"Jing Zhao invites a Taoist priest? How to do it? I'm starting to doubt Anbu's ability." Jing Rui's face darkened.

"Subordinate..." The commander of the dark guard slowly lowered his head.

"Then keep an eye on it at night, and report to me immediately if there is an accident." Jing Zhao waved him impatiently and told him to leave.

(End of this chapter)