Chapter 126 Obtaining the Trophy: Taixu Picture Scroll


Chapter 126 Obtaining the Trophy: Taixu Picture Scroll
In the capital city, the bustling streets are busy with traffic and there are countless men and women coming and going.

But no one knew that beside them, in the gap that could not be seen, a battle between warriors was breaking out.

Jin Jian walked through the crowd with steps, her body appearing translucent.

In front of her, the weird-looking "staff" with a single eye fixed on the top was bouncing on the ground.

"Tuk...Tuk..."

The staff led her into a secluded and narrow alley.

The alley is empty and silent, with no sound, and gold slips are walking in it.

The one-eyed bone at the top of the staff was turning around, and suddenly it was spinning in confusion.

"Is this here?"

The young priest with a mysterious temperament and natural appearance asked seriously.

He kneaded the secret in his hand, and in the next second, a majestic and ethereal aura emerged, covering the entire block.

Jin Jian was stunned, and subconsciously looked up above his head. He saw a line of sky sandwiched by the eaves on both sides of the alley, and suddenly green air condensed into clouds.

Along with the sound of thunder, a mysterious force came that she was familiar with and feared.

People walking in the nearby busy streets also noticed this unusual celestial phenomenon, stopped to watch in surprise, and started talking about it.

Bafang Theater.

In Wu Ling's room alone.

At this moment, a group of rebels wearing gray robes sat quietly around the round table.

Surprisingly, they were the men brought by Gao Li.

"At this moment, I don't know if the helmsman has succeeded. Unfortunately, he didn't take us there today, so we couldn't witness the death of the man named Zhao with our own eyes." One person said.

Another person said seriously:

"There are many strong people in the capital, especially when traveling in the daytime. The large number of people is troublesome and they are easily targeted. With the helmsman's cultivation and supplemented by counterweights, he can ambush a pretty boy and capture him easily."

Everyone was in a good mood and chatting easily.

I don’t think there will be any surprises in today’s mission.

Wu Ling, who was also in the room, was a little uneasy, but this young student who had become famous in the capital recently couldn't tell where the uneasiness came from.

"Maybe it's the shadow of my failure in the last ambush."

Wu Ling laughed at herself, lamenting that once she was bitten by a snake, she was afraid of the well rope for ten years.

For this ambush, Gao Li learned from Wu Ling's previous failure experience and specially chose it when the court meeting was being held.

At this moment, Empress Dayu was in court, and Ma Yan was also in Jinluan Hall.

The eyes of the entire government and the public were focused on the palace.

It's the best time to deal with Zhao Duan.

They even implicated the Zhang brothers, the secret spies of Prince Jing's palace.

All the gold slips that have appeared are included in the calculation.

——As we all know, Priest Jin Jian only travels at night and spends most of his time catching up on sleep during the day.

From any angle, it was a foolproof assassination.

"Everyone, we must not be too lax. That Zhao Duan is definitely not a good person. If something goes wrong on the helmsman's side, we should follow the plan and create chaos and attract attention." Wu Ling said.

In the center of the round table, there is a wooden sign with a mother-and-son talisman attached to it.

There are two so-called "child and mother symbols" in total.

Within a certain distance, they can be held separately to transmit signals.

According to the agreement, the charm lights up different times, which means Gao Li sends back different commands.

If it flashes once, the assassination is successful.

The second time, they were asked to move immediately.

Three times is a distress signal, and it is necessary to create turmoil to give Gao Li a chance to escape.

"Oh, Wu Ling, maybe you over-exaggerated Zhao Duan's abilities because of your failure last time?"

One person said calmly:

"Even if this person has some scheming, today's assassination is a battle of martial arts. Even if he is cunning, deep-minded, and knows how to plot, what's the use?"

Another person also laughed and said:

"I'm afraid you've lost courage by waiting in the capital for too long."

Everyone laughed.

This group of members who had recently arrived in Beijing from other places looked down upon the members of the Kuangfu Society branch in Beijing, represented by Wu Ling.

Wu Ling was secretly annoyed.

He said to himself that a bunch of idiots, the capital city is the base camp of the puppet emperor, and is full of dangers. How can it be compared to other state capitals in Dayu?
Just when I was about to distinguish a few words, something unexpected happened!
In the center of the round table, the talisman on the wooden sign suddenly flashed.

Someone laughed and said: "The helmsman is done!"

Before he finished speaking, the talisman began to flash continuously.

Before everyone could recover, they saw the entire talisman suddenly burned and exploded, burning to ashes!
The explosion created a ring of flames that formed a ring and spread in all directions, causing the members to scream and fall.

When he got up again, he saw that the wooden sign on the table fell with a "snap" and was scorched black.

silence!

The members of Kuang Fu were stunned and looked horrified.

Flashing three times was a cry for help. The explosion was damaged, which meant that another talisman carried by the sub-rudder was destroyed by the terrorist force before it could be activated.

"The helmsman..."

An idea arose in the minds of all the members at the same time, but no one wanted to believe it.

"The way of heaven..."

On Jin Jian's delicate face, the divergent gaze slowly focused and her expression changed.

Instinctively activated Star Escape, flickered, and hid on the high eaves on one side of the alley.

Immediately, a silent electric light was seen splitting from the blue clouds, engulfing the entire alley.

The air suddenly twisted and cracks appeared.

Then, it seemed as if a hidden space was shattered, and countless fragments fell down.

In the quiet alley, a carriage first appeared out of thin air.

The horse was kneeling on the ground with all four hooves, trembling, as if worshiping something.

Immediately, in Jin Jian's pupils, he vaguely saw an illusory street, which was shattering bit by bit.

Two figures fell out of it.

One stood in the alley, wearing the black official robe of Zhao Ya Ji Si Xuan, and holding a dark golden short knife in his hand.

Surprisingly, it was Zhao Duan!
In front of Zhao Duan, a few steps away, there was a middle-aged swordsman kneeling on one knee with a weathered face and a sword in one hand.

Gao Li knelt on one knee, holding the hilt of the Frost Sword in his right hand.

The long sword covered with mist was leaning on the brick cracks in the alley, supporting his body.

He lowered his head as if asleep. With his eyes closed tightly, the wind blew through the alley and ruffled the long hair on his forehead.

A few feet away behind him, an indigo ghost-faced mask turned over together with a bamboo hat lying upside down on the ground.

quiet.

There was no Taoist Baizhang in the alley, and the green clouds gathering above his head slowly dispersed.

The talented swordsman, who had just returned to the capital in high spirits after eight years, could not see any wounds except for a little Yin Hong stabbed by a flying knife on his chest.

But both Zhao Duan and Jin Jian, who was hanging on the eaves, knew:
The person kneeling on one knee was just an empty body, and Gao Li's soul had long been destroyed in form and spirit.

The scorching sun shines brightly on the earth, but it cannot shine into the alley.

"laugh……"

Zhao Duan let go of his hand, and the dark golden broken knife shrank into a palm-sized flying knife, which circled in a circle and was withdrawn into his cuff.

He looked around and confirmed that he had returned to the "real world".

Following his perception, he saw a young priest floating on the eaves of a high place, looking like she had seen a ghost. She raised her brows and said curiously:

"Priest Jin Jian? Why are you here?"

Jin Jian looked down at Zhao Duan.

Zhao Duan looked up at the golden slip.

The two people who seemed to be calm were far less calm in their hearts than they looked on the outside.

"F*ck...what did I just see...Is the divine talisman so powerful? Is it a bit of a supermodel? It was agreed that the talisman can summon a god to help in the battle, but Lao Denqian didn't say that the person summoned was God's way..."

Zhao Duan was in a state of chaos.

Facing Gao Li's approach just now, he seemed calm and calm, with wisdom in hand, but in fact he was panicking inside.

After all, I have only heard of treasures like the "Edict Talisman", but have never seen them.

And the upper and lower limits are very different.

He is also not sure which god is sealed in this trump card and what level of power it is.

Therefore, there is a lot of bluffing when tearing apart.

But I didn't expect that this thing was amazingly powerful.

When he first climbed to the "Tianzi Tower" at night, with the help of the empress, he had witnessed the appearance of the blue clouds of the way of heaven. Combined with Zhang Yanyi's claim, he majored in "the way of heaven".

It is not difficult to guess that the identity of the Taoist summoned is undoubtedly the embodiment of the concept of "the way of heaven" in this world.

That is: the so-called "Tai Shang Dao Zun" worshiped by the common people.

The moment the Taoist's shadow appeared, he could only see the breeze blowing on his sleeves.

The genius swordsman who once made the capital famous fell to his knees without any suspense.

At least it is a technique at the "worldly" level... Zhao Duan relied on his limited experience to make a judgment.

On the eaves.

Jin Jian was also not at peace inside.

She subconsciously touched her belly to confirm that the "Edict Talisman" inside was still there.

Then why would Zhao Duan own it? Thinking back to the Heavenly Master's instructions last night... Jin Jian's expression became strange.

A girl priest who can become a Zhudian boy, even if she is not smart, is at least not stupid.

As her thoughts turned, she thought for a while and tentatively said:

"I said I passed by, do you believe it?"

Zhao Duan: "..."

In the awkward atmosphere, Jin Jian coughed and hesitated, but still did not tell the truth.

Mainly in her original expectation, the story should be like this:

Zhao Duan was in danger, and in desperation, she fell from the sky, showing off her masterful demeanor.

But since the actual situation was the opposite, not only did she almost lose him, but before she could take action, Zhao Duan had finished his counterattack.

When Jin Jian thought about following him, he glanced across the streets and suddenly raised his hand to grab it.

With a "swish" sound, the air rippled.

An object covered by magic and hidden in the alley was taken into her hands.

Jin Jian looked at it briefly, jumped down the alley lightly, and threw the things in his hands to Zhao Duan:

"Your trophy."

What is this... Zhao Duan raised his hand to grab it and found that it was a scroll as big as a palm.

The shaft made of sapphire is curled with silver silk cloth.

He tried to unfold the scroll and found that it was an ink painting.

What was depicted was the street where he was just now.

But at this moment, the painting was covered with a layer of dark gray, as if it had lost its color.

"Is this... a magic weapon?" he asked tentatively.

Jin Jian glanced at him and corrected: "It's a town object. If I remember correctly, it's called 'Taixu Scroll'. It's rare. It has a built-in formation that can rely on the outside world to open up The magic weapon of the independent space maze is recorded in the book in my Tianshi Mansion."

So, I just entered this painting?
Zhao Duan was delighted to see Liexin:
“Is this type of magical weapon rare?”

Jin Jian said "En" and said:

"Every artifact is unique in the world, unlike talismans and elixirs that can be reproduced.

There is only one 'Taixu Picture Scroll' in the world. Even if there are similar objects, the details will be different and the names will rarely be repeated.

In particular, there are not many objects that can form independent formations and contain inner space, even in my Tianshi Mansion.

Even if there is one, it is held by a priest in the 'worldly' realm, and it is almost impossible to obtain a divine medal. "

Speaking of this, even Jin Jian, who was rich and wealthy, couldn't help but envy Zhao Duan's luck.

Zhao Duan became more and more excited after hearing this, and realized that he had found a treasure.

Well, the reason why Gao Li can possess it should be inseparable from Kuangfu Society... If he wants to assassinate court officials in the capital, if he wants to be stable enough, he can only use this magical weapon...

If it weren't for the powerful power of the "Imperial Talisman", even if I toss it out, I wouldn't be noticed by the outside world and die silently... Zhao Duan woke up.

"How do you use this thing?" he asked.

Jin Jian shook his head and said:
"Tokens of this level are sealed with secret spells and cannot be used by outsiders unless someone with extremely high cultivation level can lift them."

In other words, this scroll has a password and I can't open it... Zhao Duan was about to cry.

But he still put it into his inner pocket decisively, and then he remembered that there was another trophy - Gao Li's "Frost Sword"!
I thought about it and was about to search for the body when I suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves approaching outside the alley.

Zhao Duan and Jin Jian turned to look.

Outside the alley, Zhang Han and Haitang dismounted from their horses and led a group of people in brocade clothes to rush into the alley.

Some are holding knives, some are holding swords, and all the flying knives on Haitang's waist have been drawn out, ready to go...

"Zhao Jisi! Are you still alive?"

Zhang Han held a seven-foot sword and rushed into the alley. His paralyzed face first showed joy, and then he became alert: "Where is the traitor? But he escaped?"

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(End of chapter)

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