At night, outside the Forbidden Palace.

Thousands of elite Tiger Guards scattered in the night.

They formed a tight patrol circle, and there were hundreds of people, divided into more than a dozen teams, and patrolled back and forth in the night under the leadership of the chief clerk.

But the guards, to be precise, do not fall within the scope of the Forbidden Palace.

It is five miles away from the Imperial City Forbidden Palace. It was originally a bustling neighborhood, but most of the houses and shops have been demolished, and the skilled craftsmen in Lin'an are also gathered here.

In half a month, an octagonal Taoist temple was built here, called "Luxian Temple".

Just by listening to the name, you will know why this Taoist temple was built.

The king personally ordered the construction of a residence for the National Master, so this Taoist temple is extremely exquisite and luxurious, whether it is external or internal decoration.

Especially the main part of the Taoist temple that has not yet been completed.

The nine-story pagoda is even more ingenious. Although it is made of wood, it uses good purple sandalwood and mixed gold nanmu. It is built with magnificent atmosphere, just like a work of art.

Its height is even level with the Forbidden Palace Hall.

In this feudal era, no one would have dared to create such a high thing if it were not for the order of the king.

The tower of Luxian Temple has not yet been completed and there is a last floor.

It’s not that the craftsmen are not attentive, but the national teacher asks that there be empty first. It is said that they want to invite things from Penglai Fairy Mountain to be placed in it.

There are stars and candles lit up at night in the view, which is the craftsmen working in the dark.

Without a bright light source, you can't do exquisite work, so you can take advantage of the leisure time at night to polish some decorations.

From a distance, the candles were like fireflies at night, setting off the general appearance of the Taoist temple. There were dozens of eternal lanterns in the main hall, making the palace made of white jade shine brightly.

I already have a temperament that is not like the human world.

"Dongling Jun left Lin'an at noon today, and the brigade of troops escorted him to Ningbo."

Three streets from Luxianguan, Hua Qing sat cross-legged on an eaves, holding a folding fan in his hand, looking at the lights.

He held the sword and hat to Liu Zhuoran, who was standing in the night, said:

"There are only officials from the Southern Dynasty Imperial Heavenly Prison left in that Taoist temple, and several Taoist priests who served Donglingjun, who were the ones who served Donglingjun. No one knows how high the force is.

But I have to visit Luxian Temple at night, and now is the best time."

"There is something wrong with this Taoist temple."

Liu Zhuoran looked at the building with lights in the distance, and said:

"Its external shape is exactly the same as the main hall in Penglai Fairy Mountain, but it is a little smaller in scale. The tower is completely a replica of the nine-story main hall.

You said before that the Taoist temple was built at the critical point of the ancient formation in Lin'an City. Now that we are approaching, this Luxian Temple really has some tricks."

Liu Zhuoran pursed his lips and said:

"Do you want to burn it while it's messed up?"

"?"

Hua Qing turned her head too far, her face full of doubts, and he asked:

“What’s the use?

Zhao Ming made up his mind to win over the Penglai people. I burned one Luxian Temple. In less than a month, another Luxian Temple will be built. Should I burn it again?

Unless we can use one fire to burn the entire city and completely destroy the ancient Lin'an formation, the Penglai people's plans will not be interrupted.

You, don't think too much."

Hua Qing stood up, and he opened the folding fan with a silhouette and said to Liu Zhuoran:

"The current plan is to either kill Zhao Ming and let the source point of Lin'an dragon energy collapse.

Either kill Dong Lingjun, no one presided over the formation, and the dragon energy gathered together could not be used as a way for him.

What's more, even if the ancient formation is reopened, it will take at least one or two years to gather the dispersed dragon energy into a considerable number.

I'll go in first to attract attention.”

In the night wind blowing, Huaqing pointed to the unfinished tower and said:

"In addition to the Forbidden Palace, the dragon energy gathers the most. At that location, you go there to search and find the suppression.

That thing can gather dragon energy, and it will definitely be extraordinary. If you take it away from Lin'an, you may lead Dongling Jun to Taihang."

After saying that, Hua Qing jumped up from the eaves, her figure merged into the night, and she jumped over the patrolling Hu Ben Guards below without making a sound.

These imperial guards who protect the king of the country have cultivated hundreds of battles and have very strong frontal combat power.

But the battle aura is more sharp and not more sensitive, so it cannot make them feel more sensitive.

It is more than enough to deal with ordinary tourists from the world, but facing Huaqing, a master like Liu Zhuoran is a little short of it.

But it would be too difficult if the two were surrounded by a huge number of Tiger Army and wanted to fight out of these soldiers plagued by war.

Hua Qing jumped into Luxian Temple, first entered the nine-story pagoda, held a folding fan in his hand, and controlled the soldiers defending the lower and lower levels of the tower, just like the best assassin.

But when we reached the fifth floor, we encountered a difficult opponent.

Three people wearing Penglai Daoyi discovered his whereabouts and rushed up without saying much. On the spot, Hua Qing jumped out of the wooden building, danced with a flying sickle in his hands, and fought with the three of them.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Liu Zhuoran, who followed closely behind, rushed into the Taoist tower, climbing the mountain like a spiritual ape, and reached the highest point of the wooden building within a dozen breaths.

Liu Zhuoran landed on the wooden building and stood up straight. Here you could hear the fighting sounds below, as well as the sounds of alarmed soldiers running from all directions.

Huaqing can't hold on for too long, so it must be decided quickly.

In front of Liu Zhuoran, there was a stone Bagua-shaped stone platform in the center of the ninth floor of the unfinished Taoist tower, and some of them were invisible.

But the special aura that can be felt is gathering on the stone platform from all directions.

Holding something up in the air, in the invisible wind, there were clear sounds tangled, just like the wind blowing a bell.

"So it's you."

A trace of nostalgia flashed in Wu Jian's eyes.

He recognized the object in front of him bathed in the dragon energy.

Lingxu Sword.

To be precise, the broken Lingxu Sword.

The fairy blade broke from the center, with a sharp sword body left with less than two feet left. The fracture level was uneven. At the front of the blade, more than a dozen broken sword bodies were floating in an air-filled posture.

There seem to be invisible objects in each fragment, making it generally remain intact.

But as the fragments vibrated, the sword grew a few inches out of thin air, which looked quite strange.

This important place is unguarded and does not require guarding.

Dong Lingjun placed the spiritual sword in Lin'an and went to Ningbo by himself. He was not unwise. Since Dong Lingjun woke up, the spiritual charm of this sword has been fully stimulated.

Although it breaks and breaks, it does not require mortals to protect it.

It has the ability to protect itself.

Liu Zhuoran took a step forward, and Ling Xu's sword floating on the stone platform made a sharp hiss, just like a rapture of prey awakening.

The shattered sword body broke away from the stone platform and flew towards Liu Zhuoran like the deadliest weapon.

"Bang"

Wu Jian's figure retreated three feet back, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and several flying blades were driven out by the sword.

The hat on his head was also cut open smoothly by the sharp sword energy, turning into three petals, and hitting him at the feet.

Liu Zhuoran, with his disheveled hair, stood upright with his sword in his arms. He looked at the Lingxu Immortal Sword buzzing in front of him, and he said:

"We have been together for so many years, but we have been separated for less than a year and we don't recognize me anymore? Why didn't I realize before that you are so unbearable?"

His words seemed to be sensed by Ling Xujian.

The sword swayed in the air on the stone platform, aiming the sword blade at Liu Zhuoran, and the broken sword body spread out, flying like a strong wind on the nine-story tower.

It's like a provocation.

"clang"

Liu Zhuoran stabbed the long sword in his hand outwards, and the three sharp blades flying towards him were knocked out by the sharp Cang Lan true energy. The broken sword wind was stirred by this blow and turned faster.

"You have protected the old ghost that has been around for thousands of years and occupied my master's body."

Wu Jian made the starting move of Lingxu's sword technique, and he said to the buzzing broken spirit sword in front of him:

"I will take your evil sword tonight first, and I will kill the old ghost another day.

Just take it as my resignation to Penglai!”

"Swish"

One person, one sword.

Attacking one place in the next moment, the sword energy was everywhere and the cold blade danced.
To be continued...