Chapter 452: Interception
“It’s finally snowing...”
Chu Zhiyuan opened the window.
Goose-feather-like snowflakes fluttered and swirled down from the sky.
They landed silently, and then were stacked one after another.
At this time, a small layer has been stacked.
Chu Zhiyuan looked at the dark sky.
Layer after layer of dark clouds blocked the morning light. It was obvious that this would be a heavy snow.
"Your Majesty..."
"Well, let them enter the tunnel, and don't come out without my order."
"Yes."
Chu Zhiyuan raised his head and continued to look at the sky. The super sense had spread, covering a radius of six kilometers, all within the scope of his cave.
He took the initiative to isolate the palace, and there was no hole in the palace.
The Emperor's Sword hanging above the palace is now illuminated without any pressure.
The Emperor's Sword I saw at first was a huge sword, several meters long.
The Emperor's Sword that I see now is only one foot longer than the Qingying Sword, hanging quietly in the sky, and the sword body is covered with strange patterns.
These patterns cannot be remembered and will disappear from my mind when I close my eyes.
These patterns are gently flowing, absorbing strange powers from all directions.
Countless forces from the void converge into this sword, causing the patterns on the sword to flow and the sword's power to increase.
With the gathering of countless powers, the power of the sword is not greatly enhanced.
It can be known that the power on this sword is extremely powerful and the base is too huge.
The power on this sword was too great, and he felt uncomfortable after just a moment of exposure.
This Emperor's Sword seems to be cut off at any time, and he will not be able to escape with his life.
This sense of danger made him feel like a ray on his back, making him extremely uncomfortable and interfering with his super-sense.
So take the initiative to get rid of it and shine elsewhere.
He disappeared on the bed in a flash, and appeared in the front hall the next moment, in front of Chu Qingyan.
Chu Qingyan sat cross-legged on the Arhat bed in the front hall, like a statue.
Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists: "Uncle, I'm going out for a while."
Chu Qingyan opened his eyes with a calm expression: "Go out and have a look?"
"Look See if we can intercept them.”
"Well, let's go."
Chu Qingyan knew that Chu Zhiyuan had made arrangements and everyone entered the underground secret passage.
The underground secret passages in Prince Qing’s Mansion are so deep that even if the great masters of the evil sect break in, they will not be able to find anyone for a while.
It's enough for them to deal with it. As long as they block it for a moment, the Emperor's Sword of the Imperial Palace can attack him.
It depends on whether these guys dare to come.
Chu Zhiyuan floated out of Prince Qing's Mansion, closed his eyes, and started sensing.
As he stepped into the Grand Master, his intuition also strengthened, and the abilities brought by the golden vertical pupils also increased.
After a moment, he opened his eyes and sneered.
I drifted south for about a kilometer and stopped on a rooftop.
Heavy snow is falling, covering the surrounding roofs and ground with a thick layer.
The lights in Yujing City are still bright, and the main streets are still busy and noisy with people coming and going.
Such heavy snow cannot hinder the joy of these people.
But the heavy snow made the surroundings much quieter, and the rustling snowflakes also made the air clearer.
Chu Zhiyuan was wearing a true jade robe, standing on a roof with his hands behind his hands, looking around.
The snowflakes floated one meter away from his body and were blocked, preventing him from getting any closer.
It is four thousand meters away from the south gate of the inner city and five thousand meters away from the west gate. It is the best location to cover the west and south gates.
There is no North City Gate, and the East City Gate is too far away to cover.
He already had a hunch based on intuition that they would enter through the south city gate.
……
Time passes slowly.
The sky seemed darker.
The snow is falling even harder.
The ground is already more than a foot thick.
The songs from several restaurants spread melodiously in the night sky and spread far away. Make the surroundings quieter.
Chu Zhiyuan suddenly opened his eyes and pressed his hand on the handle of the knife.
Within the scope of the super-sensory cave, four old men were seen floating down to the base of the city wall.
It seems to be integrated with the surrounding snowflakes, making no sound or movement.
After they landed, they looked at each other, then dispersed and left in four different directions.
Some face north, some face south, some face east, and some face northeast.
They walked slowly.
Snowflakes fell on them and turned them into four snowmen.
As seen in Chu Zhiyuan's cave photo, their bodies were obscure and their breath could not be seen flowing.
There is only a hint of spiritual energy flowing around the feet.
Except for my feet, there is no breath flowing throughout my body, no Dharma image, and no visualization map.
The whole person seems to be someone who doesn't know how to do martial arts.
If they don’t use Qinggong and walk slowly, they may even be able to hide their super sense at first glance.
But if he wanted to search, he still couldn't hide it from the super sense.
There is a huge difference between a body that has practiced cultivation and one that has not.
You can’t see it from the outside, but there are changes in the skin and bones under the skin.
The most important thing is the meridians.
The meridians of martial arts practitioners are so different from those of ordinary people that super-senses can see through them at a glance.
The meridians that have been nourished by true energy, the meridians that have been nourished by gang energy, and the meridians that have been nourished by spiritual energy are all different.
This is a certain kind of secret technique that they can hide from the Great Compass, but not from the super sense.
These four old men are the great masters.
Chu Zhiyuan floated down and tapped his toes lightly on the snow, as if he was walking on the wind.
He quickly came to the old man walking in the northeast, and said calmly: "Everyone from the Jade Cauldron Sect, you have been waiting for a long time."
The old man looked up at him blankly, his eyes a little confused. Sluggish, as if he were an old fool.
Chu Zhiyuan snorted softly.
In his mind, the rising sun shot out a beam of light, shining towards the Mingyue Knife.
Mental power is instantly poured into the sword soul.
Then the spirit of the Mingyue Sword shot out of his mind and slashed towards the old man.
The old man used a secret technique to hide all the cultivation levels in a certain orifice.
Ming Yue's sword soul slashed, and a giant jasper cauldron suddenly appeared in the void.
"Ding..." It seemed like a clear sound was ringing in my ears, but it was ringing in my spirit.
"Dang-dang-dang..." Mingyue Sword Soul slashed out more than a dozen in an instant.
More than a dozen cracks appeared on the giant cauldron, and then it slowly split and shattered.
The Mingyue Sword Soul struck the old man’s soul without hesitation.
The soul of the Grand Master is no different from the soul of ordinary people. They are all vulnerable to the sword soul.
Before the old man could react, the light in his eyes had dimmed.
"Bang!" The old man fell slowly on the thick snow, motionless, and died.
There was no blood on his body and he will be considered to have died of cold when he is found tomorrow.
The Mingyue Sword Soul returned to the void in his mind and became a bit bleak.
Chu Zhiyuan frowned.
The rising sun once again shot a beam of light onto it, making it shine again.
But this light is a dim light.
Just like lamps with different wattages, although they all make them bright, different wattages have different brightness.
He was thoughtful.
Chopping the visualization object consumes not only mental power, but also the soul of the sword.
There are two sources of the so-called sword soul, one is the income from killing, and the other is the income from cultivation.
Having just killed a person, Mingyue Sword Soul was replenished, but it was still far behind what was consumed.
In this way, it is indeed possible to kill the Grand Master with the sword soul in his mind, but it will consume a lot of money.
Then let’s see how it goes with the real Mingyue Sword.
He pulled out the Mingyue Sword, floated forward, and came to the old man walking towards the north.
(End of this chapter)