"There is a trace of dragon energy on it, it should be from the black dragon."

"I have felt this kind of breath at Wang Gong Factory!"

Hearing the answer from Ling Yue, Han Sheng was sure that there was indeed a black dragon aura on the scale. Although he felt that the Taoist priest's behavior was a bit strange, he immediately told Shi Kefa:

"I'm sorry, Brother Shi!"

"I have made an appointment with someone, so I can only have a drink with Brother Shi next time!"

After a hurry to say goodbye, follow the guidance of the breath on the scales and leave the city and come to the northern suburbs.

However, the more he walked forward, the more Han Sheng felt something was wrong. He suddenly stopped and said to Ling Yue:

"Things are not right, I feel like someone is deliberately guiding us."

"The direction of the Black Dragon Pond is ahead, and the breath of the Black Dragon cannot be leaked from there!"

The Black Dragon Pond is a place where the Black Dragon was sealed for many years by the Ming Dynasty. If the Black Dragon was really sealed there, there would be no breath that could leak out. The aura on this scale was more like a deliberately guiding them.

"I have seen that young Taoist priest in Baiyun Temple, but now it seems that he may not have been dispatched by Zaiyang Zhenren-"

"There is definitely a problem with this so-called dragon scale!"

With a vigilance in his heart, Han Sheng took out a paper crane and wanted to ask Zhenren Zaiyang. But before the paper crane in his hand was emitted, a golden light came straight to his face.

After the "ding" sound, Han Sheng used the Ruyi hook to shoot down the golden light, scanned his surroundings, and said in a deep voice:

"Which friend guided Han here?"

"Just say anything, don't be sneaky!"

"Gaga!" A sharp laughter came, and the man who secretly launched the hidden weapon said in an extremely harsh voice:

"I want to know why, look at the hairpin carefully."

"Follow me, don't tell others!"

Let Han Sheng continue to move forward with him with the breath on the golden hairpin.

"hairpin?"

"This is the golden hairpin I gave to Jing'er!"

"How come it is here?"

After carefully looking at the golden light that was shot down by him, Han Sheng realized that this was a stream of the golden hairpin he gave to Zhu Huijing. The other stream of the golden hairpin was not here.

"Yi Jing'er's emphasis on the golden hairpin is impossible to let it leave."

"Did Jing'er have an accident and are controlled by someone in the secret?"

His heart suddenly became tight. When Han Sheng thought of the man just now, he sent a message to Hu Dao in his heart and asked him to check it out at Tanzhe Temple outside the city. While following the breath of the golden hairpin, he continued to move forward.

"I want to see what your purpose is!"

Regardless of whether Zhu Huijing was captured or not, being able to obtain this golden hairpin means that the people in the secret are threatening Zhu Huijing. So while Han Sheng was waiting for Hu Dao to send the news back, he continued to move forward with the guidance of the people in the secret.

"Life and death are transformed, and there is no gap between reality and reality."

"This person uses the Wujian Sect Wujian Divine Action Technique, and may be the Master of Wujian Sect!"

In the Ruyi hook, the soul of Ling Yue seemed to have discovered some aura and reminded Han Shengdao that he was facing a great master at this time.

Without any surprise, Han Sheng knew that he might be facing a great master who was in harmony with the world after failing to lock in the breath of the person in the dark. He was just a little surprised by the sudden intervention of the Wujian Sect Master:

"The Master of Wujian Sect has always been extremely mysterious. He suddenly lured me to a certain place this time, so he must have some purpose."

"Do you have the confidence to deal with the leader of Wujian?"

Thinking of the strength of the Wujian Sect Master, Ling Yue said:

"It won't work after a long time, but if you help me replenish my strength, it's okay to resist him."

"I am the body of a soul and I am sensitive to murderous aura. The assassination method that the Master Wujian Sect is best at will not harm you at all!"

Since this is the case, Han Sheng naturally had nothing to be afraid of. He held the Ruyi hook tightly in his hand, and as the figure of Wujian Sect Master suddenly became faster, he accelerated his interest in moving forward.

"Awesome! It's so awesome!"

"The Black Dragon Pond was actually set up into a dragon trapping formation."

"The surrounding landscape pattern was changed by people using Feng Shui formations, which was subtly transformed by Feng Shui masters who spent hundreds of years—"

"It is impossible for such a natural formation between heaven and earth."

It took hundreds of years to subtly change the mountain, forming a natural dragon trapping formation on the Black Dragon Pond. Zhenren Ling Yue really couldn't imagine who would spend so much effort besides the royal family.

"Just to guard against the black dragon, it took hundreds of years to set up such a large formation-"

"The foundation of the Ming Dynasty royal family is indeed not to be underestimated!"

When it comes to the mystery of the formation, the mountain gates of various major sects are not bad compared to this dragon trap formation, and may even be stronger. However, those formations are hard-working by the powerful men of various major sects. Compared with this dragon trap formation set up by borrowing the mountain and water, the pattern is still less than that.

"The one who sets this pattern must be the master of Feng Shui, or even Zhenren Zhang!"

In addition to the land god Zhang Sanfeng, Ling Yue really couldn't imagine who had such a great courage to change a world. He even mentioned something a hundred years ago, which made Han Sheng even more alert when he heard it:

"In the past, Emperor Zhengde of Wuzong left the capital and was plotted by others in Meilong Town, and lost all his energy."

"There were rumors back then that besides the participation of the Baifeng Sect disciples, this matter may also be related to the Wudang Sect."

"From this dragon trapping array, it is indeed very likely!"

Meilong Town, there is no dragon formation. According to legend, there is a large formation in Meilong Town that seizes dragon energy. Zhu Houzhao, the Emperor Zhengde of Wuzong, who had become a master at the age of 30, lost all the dragon energy because he had a phoenix life in Meilong Town. If the Wudang Sect had inherited the dragon formation, it was indeed very likely that he would have comprehended the large formation that seized dragon energy.

The memories of Meilong Town were found in the memory of Ling Yue. Han Sheng's vigilance against this dragon trapping formation had already been mentioned to the highest level. He was afraid that he would unknowingly take other people's plans like Emperor Zhengde a hundred years ago.

"The princess is safe and sound, and she is still in Tanzhe Temple!"

Maintaining the spiritual connection with Hu Dao, the sound of Hu Dao sounded in Han Sheng's mind. Knowing that the princess is still safe and sound, he felt a little nervous in his heart and suddenly relaxed a lot. He knew that he didn't have to worry about Zhu Huijing's safety now.

"Oops!"

Just as he was about to explain something to Hu Dao, Han Sheng suddenly felt something was wrong under his feet and suddenly shouted terrible. Before he could use the magical foot power to leave, Han Sheng felt that the space around him suddenly became stagnant, and a big hand covering the sky slapped him straight.

"Tianluo hand, the world is scattered—"

"You are the King of Qiantian Divine Arts, Tiqian!"
Chapter completed!