"puff!"

The strong blood spurted out and dispersed, covering her whole body like blood mist. At that last moment, she activated the Taoist technique.

However,

Before the spirit in her eyes could fall, she felt her body sinking, a white palm that came back, a beat slower than everyone.

But he just grabbed the back of her neck!

Click!

With one pinch of five fingers, her spine shattered like a bean, and she slapped heavily on the ground like a snake.

"puff!"

Another mouthful of blood was spewing out, Yunyan's face turned pale, and he heard a late sound in his ears:

"Your technique is not as good as Zhang Lingfeng..."

"you!"

Yunyan was extremely frightened and angry, but he couldn't stop coughing up bleeding.

Her injuries were miserable and she had almost no power to struggle. The few people on the sandalwood table were not on her anymore.

"This Taoist technique of the shadow-like follower is not at all in her, or the dispersed Taoist fog, but in the 'light' and 'shadow'."

Yang Yu withdrew his palm, felt everyone's eyes, and explained casually.

"Light, shadow?"

Wei Zhengxian thought about something.

"The essence of this Taoist technique has been shown in the name. When the Taoist technique is used and the shadow is shining, it can be achieved."

After glanced at the shining seal of evil-suppressing, Yang Yu smiled and replied:

"The Taoist art is not a magical power, and it cannot disappear out of thin air and appear in a certain place. The reason for this is nothing more than the cooperation of Taoist fog, light and shadow."

Taoist art may exert the power of legendary magical powers, but the person in front of him obviously cannot do it.

Even Zhang Lingfeng couldn't do it.

Even in such a rich Taoist fog, with the blessing of the Taoist temple of life and death, his Taoist arts level was still at the eighth level.

According to Yang Yu's estimate, at least the ninth grade top Taoist technique can have the power of the first level of magical power...

"so……"

Everyone here was thinking, but Yunyan, who was beaten to death, was ignored by anyone.

Only Zhang Longfu scratched his head helplessly and endured his fear to take out the blood-stained token from the old woman.

"I am eager to be a good deed?"

Judging from the appearance, this is just an ordinary token. Even if it is made of a hundred-forged black iron, there is no magic. Several people have bought it one after another, but they have not discovered anything.

"This token has a significant relationship, and Ren needs to report it immediately."

After looking over and over again, Ren Xiaoxiao didn't see the magic, but he could see the previous scene clearly, and did not dare to neglect it in his heart, so he hurriedly said goodbye.

He wanted to take away the token, but before the thought arose, he was extinguished.

"This token."

I couldn't see anything, and although the few people were cautious, they had no interest.

After Ren Xiaoxiao left, Wang Muzhi, who had never spoken here, also stood up to say goodbye. However, before leaving, he invited Yang Yu to go to Wanxiang Mountain to have a banquet tomorrow.

Yu Yang did not refuse, did not agree, and did not even get up. His mind was attracted by the token.

[Pity to the Mother of Living Mother is Urgently and Good Deeds]

【Fate number: one gold, two reds】

[The technique follows the order (light gold), the technique only lasts three (light red), absorbs the inspiration (light red)]

"Absorbing the inspiration..."

Yu Yang was a little lost.

[Absorbing the inspiration: The inspiration that dissipated before ancient times gradually returns, gathering spirits and energy, which can provide Taoist techniques, magical powers, spiritual treasures, spiritual medicines, magic weapons and magic tools]

In the theory of tides of Sanxiaosanren, the gradual return of inspiration is a proof of the coming of tides and a sign of the great change of heaven and earth!

"Mr. Yang?"

When Yang Yu came to his senses, the banquet was over. Apart from himself, there was only the old lady and Yu Fengxian.

"This token..."

The old lady wanted to speak but stopped.

Yu Yang thought about it, intercepted the fate of "absorbing inspiration", and handed the token to the old lady.

"This thing is of great importance. In recent years, there have been similar attempts in Tiangong Academy. Unfortunately, most of them failed. The news of this thing will attract their attention..."

The old lady expressed her purpose:

"I want to use this thing, and ask the Lord of Tiangong Academy to come to Longyuan to see if he can save the prince..."

"This thing is useless to Yang, so the old lady doesn't have to explain anything."

Yu Yang didn't care about such a token, he didn't even have a single technique at this time.

only……

"The Master of Tiangong Academy?"

"The head of the Daming Tian Institute of Technology, Qi Changfa, was pregnant with the Taoist fruit, "Shengong". It is said that the life map was ignited the year before yesterday, and the old man invited it several times, but he was rejected..."

The old lady received the token with great care and said solemnly:

"Mr. Yang will repay you after he saves you. This thing cannot be taken for nothing..."

Before Yang Yu could speak, she had already looked at Yu Fengxian:
Chapter completed!