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It's getting dark.

Lu Mingyuan didn't understand the profound meaning of Yun Qinghe's words for the time being.

Instead, he went back home. After returning to Qingzhu Palace, Hongwan stepped forward and handed over facial wipes, while Ziyun prepared a change of clothes.

In the past year, Lu Mingyuan has long been accustomed to being served by maids, and she is not polite. She only needs to extend her hand.

And this is actually the value of their existence in their hearts.

If Lu Mingyuan rashly deprived Ziyun of her many years of work, it would probably make her even more distressed and make her feel useless.

Ziyun fetched hot water for Lu Mingyuan again, while Hongwan helped him wash and change clothes.

There’s no shortage of back-joint rubs in between.

However, Lu Mingyuan found that although they were literate, and Hongwan was also a daughter of a prominent family, their knowledge was still seriously lacking in some aspects, and he needed to teach them well.

For example, how should I rub my back to feel comfortable?

Ziyun studied especially seriously because His Highness believed that she should learn the fastest.

After eating the marrow in the bathtub and getting to know the taste, Lu Mingyuan supported his waist and got out. He felt that today's bath was particularly comfortable.

After washing and changing clothes, Lu Mingyuan went back to his room, took out the good wine immortal wine that had been stored for a long time, filled it for himself, and took a sip from the wine cup.

No wonder it is said that Wenwen Township is the Tomb of Heroes, and my old friends will never deceive me.

The evening time is wasted!

Lu Mingyuan made up his mind and said firmly: How can a person who practices martial arts be hurt by wine and sex?

From today on, quit drinking!

Suppressing the distracting thoughts in his heart, Lu Mingyuan sat upright on the wooden bed and began to close his eyes and visualize the bloody gluttonous visualization of his dantian.

A lifelike monster with a human face and a unicorn body rendered in blood red was slowly outlined in his mind, and dozens of breaths of time passed quietly.

The appearance of the bloody glutton outlined in Lu Mingyuan's mind also had many more details.

With eyes like the sun, a body as wide as mountains and rivers, and a body full of burning flames, the ancient ferocious beast Taotie is full of mystery.

It's not like he hasn't asked Wei Laojiu about the origin of this technique.

The answer I received was that it came from the Demonic Barrier Land in the North.

It is said that it was one of the many techniques brought back by Emperor Dayan who was captured to the Northern Kingdom three hundred years ago. Emperor Dayan actually lived a good life in the Demon Kingdom. The Lord of Shengming Kingdom treated him with national courtesy. Very abnormal. As a result, many people in later generations doubted whether the enemy country deliberately released them.

It's just that the exercises brought back were regarded as forbidden books, burned, and have been lost to this day.

Visualizing a round of Taotie, Lu Mingyuan keenly felt that his breath was longer, his skin, muscles, fascia, and bones had also improved, his body's energy was much stronger, and several weak spots on his body had also improved. Signs of a living cave.

Could it be that this is the way to sense the gods?

It wasn't until this moment that Lu Mingyuan understood the purpose of the induction chapter of the Blood Gluttonous Sky Meteor Scripture.

Visualize the gods, strengthen your body, and your spirit will be perfect, and you can leave your body like a soul.

Eat Qi to gain longevity and refine it like a god.

So that's it.

Lu Mingyuan's eyes lit up.

After a while, Hong Wan with wet hair walked into the house carrying a bowl of hot dumplings.

Your Highness, this is from next door.

What day is it today? It's not even the Spring Festival.

Lu Mingyuan frowned.

It is said that Princess Zhao made it herself.

Hongwan carefully glanced at Lu Mingyuan's face and warned.

is her?

Lu Mingyuan smiled playfully.

Could it be that Yang Yingchan figured it out?

Your Highness, do you want to attend the ceremony?

There's no rush, let's let her go for a few days.

Lu Mingyuan picked up the chopsticks, picked up a dumpling and took a bite.

It's stuffed with mutton and radish.

Please step back first. You are not allowed to come in without my instructions.

yes.

When Hongwan retreated, Lu Mingyuan snapped his fingers.

Five blood gluttonous puppets suddenly appeared, tall and standing in a half-kneeling posture with fists clasped.

He can now give some simple instructions and ask them to do it, such as kneeling, sitting, and worshiping.

Although it is a bit scary to take off the mask and reveal two beams of red light, the puppet is still very practical nowadays.

For example, top martial arts such as Taihuang Longxiang Jin and Tiangang Fulong can perform their sword skills flawlessly and move quickly, just like their original bodies.

He named them puppets, but they were still flesh and blood, bones, with Dantian meridians, and their consciousness was controlled by his vitality and spirit, but they had no soul.

He has always called him a puppet and a clone, which is inevitably too unpleasant to hear.

Now that this thing can be mass-produced, it can be officially named - Shadow Master.

The term shadowman means a person who follows someone like a shadow, comes and goes without a trace, and behaves erratically.

The power of one Blood Gluttonous Shadow Warrior may not be much, but in the future, a hundred or a thousand of them can form a considerable force that can accomplish many things that are impossible.

Lu Mingyuan's eyes were slightly closed, and wisps of soul continued to gather in his mind, and he controlled the five shadow warriors to merge into one, and their strength rose to the level of Grand Master.

Although the martial artist is not good at cultivating the spirit, he still has the basic ability to use his spirit.

Lu Mingyuan's physical body remained motionless on the spot, completely projecting his consciousness on the shadow warrior in front of him.

His face was filled with chaos and darkness. After opening his eyes, he saw a handsome man in front of him, frozen in place.

He has thin and three-dimensional facial features, extraordinary handsomeness, bright eyes, python robe and jade belt, and a good appearance.

So I'm so handsome?

Lu Mingyuan exclaimed, even with just one look, he would fall in love with himself.

Both his father and mother are good-looking, so naturally he cannot be too ugly.

He tried to stretch his muscles and arms.

Not bad, not as good as the main body, but still usable.

After practicing the God Sensing Chapter, he can not only control the shadow warrior remotely, but also project himself into it as a means of attack. The so-called consciousness body is probably his kind.

Lu Mingyuan put the bronze beast mask on the table back on, and could only see two holes.

A master never takes off his mask.

He controlled the Shadow Warrior's body, turned into a stream of blood and disappeared into the palace, left Leng Palace, and walked all the way out of the palace.

I feel that this state is a bit like the Yin Shen among the Qi practitioners leaving the body.

It is rumored that those monks who have cultivated Yin Shen can temporarily leave their bodies and walk in the light, as light as nothing, as fast as lightning, wandering at night, and watching the rise and fall of the world.

It's just that he needs a host to support him.

It was already late at night, Kyoto was dark and quiet, with the occasional sound of a watchman ringing a wooden clapper.

In the south, the lights are shining, and there are Chunxiao Tower, Zuihua Tower, Baomuzhai, and Huashangfang.

The surface of the moat that passes through the capital city shines like stars, and the dancers on the big boats have already rested, waiting for the opening tomorrow.

The Imperial City is still so prosperous, worthy of being the first city in Dayan, and has not been affected much.

Lu Mingyuan's impression of the Imperial Capital still remained in his memory, and he had never experienced it personally.

Just as he was wandering freely and carefree underground in the Imperial Capital, he suddenly heard a shout from the ground.

Where did the ghosts come from? I wonder if the Emperor Yan's capital prohibits ghosts, ghosts, and ghosts from leaving the streets late at night?

The speaker was wearing armor and holding a black whip, followed by several imperial envoys in black, each holding a sword and shackles.

Lu Mingyuan was excited by this sound and got out of the ground.

Only then did I see the three big words on the plaque in front of me - Chenghuang Temple.

He took a look at these illusory imperial envoys and the leader who was dressed in armor, and recognized that they were ghosts and gods under the Chenghuang Temple, named Day and Night Wandering Gods.

This is the underworld general who patrols at night, the night wandering god.

It must be that the souls gathered in his shadow warrior body made the other party think that he was a ghost or something like that.

Lu Mingyuan calmly clasped his fists and said, It turns out it's Master Xianyou. I'm new to the Imperial Capital and I don't know the rules.

First time in the Imperial Capital?

Ye Youshen carefully looked at the shadow warrior. He was wearing a bronze mask, and his soul was nothing out of the ordinary. However, his physical body had strong energy and blood. He believed that he was a condensed soul.

However, this place is the City God's Mansion in the Imperial Capital. No matter who he is, he will be treated equally. Since he has been named the Yin God of this place by the imperial court, he has the obligation to manage public security. He said businesslikely: According to Dayan law, you need to leave your name and address and record them in the book. , to facilitate inspection and exploration.”

Hearing this, Lu Mingyuan was slightly helpless.

He asked why there was no ghost or ghost causing trouble in the huge Imperial Capital. It turned out to be because this was the Imperial Capital.

All ghosts and gods must accept the control of Great Flame. If you don't accept it, your soul will be destroyed.

But what name could he have?

After racking his brains, he could only make up one.

I come from Guankou County, the land of Bashu, to the Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun Temple, known as Yang Erlang, and come to the Imperial Capital for a long trip.

Seeing that what he said was fast and accurate, Yeyou Shen did not have any doubts. Instead, he asked the subordinate to record it, and then waved his hand and said: Okay, step back. You can't travel late at night in the future. It will disturb the people. Those in the three courtyards Taoist priests are not as easy to talk to as I am.

After Lu Mingyuan nodded, he escaped again and arrived at the gate of Prince Jin's Mansion.

From his perspective, there seemed to be something blocking the door of Prince Jin's Mansion, and the golden light was shining brightly.

This chapter is an extra update for those with a monthly subscription of 1,000 yuan, so I won’t break my promise.

Later, I want everyone to see some of the underlying appearance of this world.