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Chapter 227: The Detective of Magical Powers(2/2)

"The level of Tongyou is insufficient, and it is impossible to confuse the fate of others. At least, it cannot..."

With verification, Yang Yu was not much disappointed.

How long has he been able to obtain Tongyou? His cultivation of this magical power is just a barely introductory experience. It is already an unexpected surprise to be able to reach this level.

There is no hope of reaching the sky in one step.

but……

As his mind moved, his eyes fell on the opposite side again, huddled in the corner of the wall, with a confused and cringing face.

This time, he did not absorb his fate.

Instead, he focused on his fate, and as his actions, there were indeed changes.

[Weak Qi and Blood: Weak as an old man who is a child, he still needs to be out of breath after walking a few steps.]

【Can be modified】

“It can be changed…”

Yang Yu's eyes flashed, and his mind was full of enlightenment.

Destiny is divided into high or low.

Some people are born rich and nobles, and some are born with a house with only one's own walls, but their fate is never static. External efforts can make up for the shortcomings of fate.

Just like Zhang Yuanzhu, the Taizu of this dynasty, lost his parents when he was young and became a beggar and monk, but gradually reached the most expensive and extremely high position in the world.

This is the change of fate.

However, it can change the fate of others, which still makes Yang Yu feel surprised and awe.

The magical powers carried by this sect's three Taoist fruits are seemingly illusory, but they are much more terrifying than the immediate results.

I didn't bother Sun Erniu anymore.

First of all, if the distance is too close, something incomprehensible happened, you may be suspected.

Secondly, he is too weak to withstand the trouble.

"A magical power..."

Yang Yu slowly closed his eyes and had a more suitable partner. Although his thoughts moved, the Evil Suppression Seal shone brightly again.

The evil-suppressing seal, the purple gold swallowing evil treasure gourd, and the seven-star dragon abyss ghost-slashing sword. These three Taoist fruits together form Tongyou.

Then, the effect of this magical power must be fully displayed in it.

...

...

The wind and cranes were shivering, and the plants and trees were all soldiers.

The Xiao family, which was fully operational, was extremely terrifying. Over the night and day, the entire Tianlang Pass was in a huge panic.

The city gate was closed, and there were even a large group of soldiers searching door to door, not just a group, but a lot of batches.

Time and again, it seemed that I really wanted to turn the Tianlang Pass into the sky.

Inns, restaurants, tea shops and other places where people move are rigorously inspected, and every pedestrian walking on the street will be questioned back and forth.

This situation, from last night to the next day, did not stop, and even showed an intensification.

Tianlang Pass was in an uproar, some were panicked, some were worried and shrunk, and some were even applauding.

For a moment, the entire Tianlang Pass became lively.

In the south of the city, there is a charity village.

Bang bang bang bang!

The hurried and arrogant knock on the door couldn't stop ringing:

"Open the door quickly! Open the door quickly!"

"Here, come!"

The old man guarding the Yizhuang Village did not dare to be negligent, so he walked over and opened the door tremblingly. As soon as he opened the door, a group of soldiers entered one after another and began to search.

"Sir, I've been twice, but I don't dare to do this, and I'll disturb my ancestors!"

The old man looked worried, but how could he stop the elite soldiers who were searching?

I could only watch them rummaging through the boxes and cabinets. After they arrived, they even opened the coffin and checked them one by one.

"Sin, sin!"

The old man lit the incense and refused to stop accusing him.
Chapter completed!
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