The wind sounded, and a dark cloud gradually covered the silver plate in the sky.

The earth suddenly became dark.

The sword light flashed.

The sword penetrated his body and pierced it through.

The severe pain came, Qian Yiqun fell to the ground, and a dark red circle quickly spread under him.

The Xihe Sword fell to the ground, like a dead object.

The Hongmao hid behind the mulberry tree and kept peeking at the two of them fighting swords. Seeing Qian Yiqun being assassinated, she thought to herself: "The Dai family in Cangzhou is indeed a bit of a trick. I heard that they are now hawks in the court, so it may be a big hindrance to the rebels. It's hateful that I can't kill him. It's even more hateful that Qian Yiqun, who pretends to be like a master, turns out to be so cowardly! He didn't even hurt him."

Dai Shiming breathed a long sigh, summed up Lingyun, and said, "Please come back with the sword."

The sword urged him back into the air and flew steadily towards Dai Shiming.

Dai Shiming returned the sword to the sheath and said to the servant behind him: "Tie the thief and throw it into Taihu Lake to feed the fish. Whoever dares to talk too much about this matter is going to be with him."

The servants were timid and thought to themselves: This magical method is indeed powerful, and no one believed it if they said it.

Just when everyone thought the dust was settled and was about to go forward to clean the battlefield, a green light suddenly rose from the grass.

The dark clouds flashed and the moonlight shone on the earth again.

Under the moonlight, a trace of fear flashed across Dai Shiming's face, and he calmed down and shouted angrily: "Boy pretended to be dead!"

At the last moment just now, Qian Yiqun knew that he could not catch up, so he jumped up, avoided the vital points, and let the sword penetrate his shoulder. He didn't need close combat, as long as he didn't hinder his fingers.

Dai Shiming was very proud of himself and never took Qian Yiqun seriously. Unexpectedly, this guy would pretend to be dead and attack. After all, he had been walking around the world for a long time, and it was definitely not for nothing. As soon as he shouted, his subordinates had already thrown out a handful of copper coins.

These copper coins seem ordinary, but they scatter in the air but look like a big net, wrapping the Xihe sword firmly.

Qian Yiqun's sword control technique is also close to the limit, and his spiritual power is difficult to continue. Once the copper coins were mixed up, the finger technique was dispersed and the spiritual aggregate surged. Fortunately, he was prepared this time and was not injured.

The copper coin fell to the ground with the Xihe Sword.

"Children Huangkou, now you don't have your master's cover. You finally know how powerful I am!" Dai Shiming drew out his sword and said with a grim smile, "It was your luck to kill him with one sword. Since you dare to attack me, let you taste the pain of Lingchi!"

Qian Yiqun stood there blankly, watching Dai Shiming stab at him with his sword.

The sword passed by Qian Yiqun's arm, and the blade cut the skin and burst out a pot of blood.

The Hongniang was about to leave, but suddenly saw a sudden change, and hope ignited again. It would be best if Qian Yiqun could successfully attack the scene and then go up to the fisherman to benefit. Who knew that Qian Yiqun would rise up quickly and die faster. Not only did he fail the sneak attack, but he also lost the will to fight and stood there like a wooden stake and let others humiliate him.

Dai Shiming saw Qian Yiqun being killed and his heart was full of killing and torture. Every time he passed by a sword, he felt happy and had a lot of fun.

Qian Yiqun knew that the sword had cut open his muscles, but there was no pain at all.

At this moment, he was like a bystander.

Because, he is already in the Baimei Map.

This is Qian Yiqun's second time entering the world of Baimeitu. His feelings this time are very different from last time. Last time he came here, he didn't know his body's reaction, and he couldn't even tell whether the spiritual consciousness entered the picture or the physical body entered the picture. This time, Qian Yiqun already clearly sensed the separation between the body and the god.

The physical world is like a huge image hanging across the sky, and you can see it with a slight touch.

Qian Yiqun did not stay in that carnal room for a long time and walked out. He knew that his life was in the evening and had no other means, and his only hope was in "Hundred Beauty Picture".

Things that can be placed in Langhuan's villa are definitely not easy things. As long as you find the secret of this picture before you die, there will always be hope for a turnaround!

Qian Yiqun quickly walked to the door and pushed it out.

Outside the house is a twisted space and time, with twisting lines like oil paint outline the background of this space.

Qian Yiqun took a step, and the whole world instantly swallowed him together, and the door behind him disappeared.

In this vast world, two black dots appeared, flying towards Qian Yiqun, getting closer and closer.

Those were two people.

One man and one woman.

The man's wrists and ankles were shackled by the iron chain, and he was pulled into a "big" character, hanging in the air. The other end of the iron chain was hidden in the twisted space pattern, and no matter how hard he struggled, he would not move at all.

Qian Yiqun looked at the man's face carefully. His face was as white as powder and had no beard. His eyes were bloodshot, showing a strange feeling. He was naked, his body was covered with wooden swords, but he did not bleed. He was just a faint black smoke overflowing, and was absorbed by this strange world in an instant.

The wooden sword was thrown by the woman.

The woman's face seemed to be covered with a layer of clouds, which was invisible. She was wearing a palace outfit and dragging her long hair, which looked like a female servant in the Han Dynasty. A wooden sword was formed in her hand, and then she raised her wrist and exerted force, flew out, and pierced into the man's body.

"Immortal in Books?" Qian Yiqun subconsciously called out this name. At the same time, he had already labeled the woman in the palace dress as a charming spirit.

People with rich spiritual essence always have keen intuition.

The muscles on the man's face twitched, as if they were enduring huge pain. He forced a smile and said, "It's the slave."

That sound is the delicate voice of the immortal in the book.

Qian Yiqun couldn't help but shudder when such a graceful female voice came from a man's body.

"No wonder you don't want the charming spirit to be included in the picture scroll." Qian Yiqun looked at the palace maid. The palace maid had no response and just repeated the movements in her hand.

"If you don't go out, you will die." The immortal in the book, the man who was tortured, said softly.

"Even if I go out, I will be dead." Qian Yiqun said lightly, "How to use this "Hundred Beauty Picture"? Let's listen."

"Why should I tell you a dead person?" the man grinned.

Qian Yiqun thought for a moment and said, "If I die, I don't know when you will endure like this."

The immortal in the book smiled miserably: "I have suffered this kind of suffering for 1,800 years, so what's wrong with suffering for a few more days."

"Why do you have to say such things that harm others and not benefit yourself?" Qian Yiqun sighed, "I know you are so happy that you don't suffer. We trust each other before."

"Trust? Why do you say trust if you sell me to Bai Ze?" The immortal in the book roared angrily, twisted his limbs, but the iron chain still did not shake at all.

"This is the right to benefit each other. Bai Ze gave me more help at that time." Qian Yiqun smiled, "Now we might as well make a deal. Tell me how to use this Baimeitu. I will dispel this charming spirit and let you suffer less."

"I will believe you only if you make a great oath in Zhoutian next time." The immortal in the book shouted.

The Great Vow of Zhoutian is to the Emperor Tianhou Earth, the Stars of Zhoutian, and the Immortals of All Spirits. However, if they violate the vow, they will suffer from disgust and abandonment from heaven and earth, and will be unable to turn over forever.

Mortal vows can be made randomly, because heaven and earth will not mind the sound of an ant.

The monk's oath is like a spell cast on himself, and he will be eaten if he violates it.

Qian Yiqun is talented in the spirit of words, and the effect of swearing is far beyond that of ordinary monks.

The immortal in the book knows this, so he bit Qian Yiqun and swore it, otherwise he would have to kill him. He would rather suffer the eternal disaster than take a slap.

"The emperor is above, the land is below, and the stars in the sky are proof. The True Spirit of All Things: If I, Qian Yiqun, escape from death, I will not let the charming spirit return to the picture, and make the immortal in the book..." It is related to life and death. Qian Yiqun dared not delay, and made the great oath of Zhoutian according to the method described by the immortal in the book.

"My real name is Zhongxingyue!" the immortal in the book shouted.

Qian Yiqun was stunned and continued, "Make Zhongxingyue suffer such torture. If you violate this vow, you will be thundered at the top of the five thunder!"

As soon as the oath was made, Qian Yiqun felt his body tightening, as if there was an invisible ribbon wrapping him up, and for no reason, he felt a sense of confidence in "I will survive."

It turns out that this is the energy of heaven and earth triggered by the oath. One is constraints, and the other is also support for one's own beliefs.

Zhongxing Yue's teeth were clenched tightly, and he could not bear the pain of the endless wooden sword savage. When Qian Yiqun made a vow, he immediately said: "As long as you let it attach to your spiritual consciousness, you will naturally have supernatural powers."

"What's the harm?" Qian Yiqun asked.

"Everyone wants it, so there is no harm!" Zhongxingyue was more anxious than Qian Yiqun, "Besides, is there any harm more than death?"

Qian Yiqun thought to himself: "Yes, everyone is going to die, but I don't care if he has side effects!"

"What kind of magical power is it? How to use it?" Qian Yiqun asked directly.

"The heart of grass and trees." Zhong Xingyue said, "It can control grass and trees... You can let it belong to the gods first, and I will teach you slowly!"

Qian Yiqun compared the sword to the charming spirit and ordered: "Mao Ling, come with me!"

The Meiling slowed down her hands, then lowered her hands, floating like a ghost like Qian Yiqun.

Qian Yiqun thought to himself: This is indeed a ghost.

The charming spirit stopped briefly in front of Qian Yiqun, and a white light emitted from his body, which reflected into Qian Yiqun's body and disappeared.

Zhong Xingyue finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the wooden sword disappeared. He said, "If there is a charming spirit return map in the future, you only need to drop blood on it to come in." It turned out that Qian Yiqun was injured by Dai Shiming just now, and the blood stained Bai Meitu, so he was sucked in.

"Why am I going out?" Qian Yiqun's turn began to get anxious.

"Don't worry," said Zhong Xingyue, "You're here for a day, but outside for a moment, so it's better to make it clear here."

Qian Yiqun was skeptical and thoughtful. On the other hand, his body outside was indeed stagnant and did not have any sword injuries. Fortunately, this was the case, otherwise the two of them would have lost too much blood and their bodies would have been cut off from their vitality.

If he thought so, Zhong Xingyue said that he had been sentenced to more than 1,800 years and had really fallen into the Abyssin Hell. He really didn't know what he did and ended up like this.

"You are strengthening the wood in the five elements, and using the heart of this plant and tree will achieve twice the result with half the effort." Zhong Xingyue said, "This magical power can make the plants and trees grow in the same way as you are in your heart."

Qian Yiqun frowned and said, "I met a water thief before. He could throw hidden weapons from five or six miles apart, and he thought he was possessed by a charming spirit." If he had that kind of magical power, he still had the chance to secretly snipe Dai Shiming, and just learn a farming skill that allows plants to grow, how useful is it?

"That is also one of the uses of this magical power." Zhong Xingyue did not hide it.

Qian Yiqun was overjoyed: "How to use it?"

"The wood qi comes from the liver and leaves the body in the eyes." Zhong Xingyue explained, "As long as you concentrate your eyes and observe, you can see a lot of distance, and five or six miles are just like that. Wherever your eyes pass, there will naturally be wood qi condensed into a path. At this time, throwing out the hidden weapon made of plants and trees is equivalent to flying in the wood qi, unbiased and naturally unfilled."

Qian Yiqun thought about it, it was the same as digging a canal to divert water. When he was about to go out, he heard Zhong Xingyue say again: "Although Qi and Qi are homophones, they do not agree. If you use it in detail, you will definitely get something."

Qian Yiqun nodded, his mind moved, and his body seemed to rise into the air, but in the blink of an eye it had returned to his body.

The sword flew out of his body, and although in just a few blinks, Qian Yiqun had several sword injuries on his body.

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