Signing Into Immortal Martial World

　　 Three daylight scenes, just a blink of an eye.

　　 Zhao Mu continued to temper his body and muscles.

　　 The method of resuscitation has not yet been obtained.

　　He has enough time to lay the foundation.

　　Hu!

Suck!

　　 Chi Xu's white air breathed out, like a pike, rushing open the curtain in front of the bed in the hall.

　　Zhao Mu finished meditating again, only feeling light all over, and his inner breath became more pure.

　　 Such diligent practice allowed him to find some kind of game through the night and get the thrill of accomplishment.

　　 Regardless of the major disciples, or the holy landmen, most of them are pursuing entry and breakthrough.

　　 There is only an alien like Zhao Mu, who has a deep internal strength out of thin air, and does not need to work hard to achieve such a demanding consummation.

　　 "There has been a lot of noise outside these days."

　　 Zhao Mu's eyes opened and closed, flashing a bright light.

　　 This is a sign that the internal strength is extremely full and exposed.

　　 The emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty lost a son, and the court broke a prince and fifty thousand troops.

　　 The wolves of the Yuanmeng Empire still harassed at the border and did not withdraw their troops.

　　 Above the temple, there is already a situation where the wind is surging and the rain is about to come.

　　 The ministers of civil and military affairs are arguing, some people want to fight, and some people want to make peace.

　　 But those have nothing to do with Zhao Mu, and his life in Lenggong has not been affected.

　　 The only thing that is a little harsh is the fierce fate of the ten princes, brothers, fathers, and brothers, which have been turned out again.

　　 Rumors spread all over the Tianjing.

　　 Zhao Mu, who was imprisoned in the deep palace, has become an out-and-out "catastrophe" in the eyes of the outside world.

　　 "People sit in the temple, and the pot comes from the sky."

　　 He sighed helplessly.

　　 Those who do good things have to put on themselves the old things that the third prince, the sixth prince, and even the prince are seriously ill and evil.

　　 If you count the death of the five princes in the attack, it seems to be more and more confirming the sentence of Zheng Yuanli, the director of the heavens.

　　 But Zhao Mu was also very wronged. He did nothing and stayed quietly in the cold palace for more than ten years.

　　 has never dealt with the third prince, the sixth prince, the prince, or even the fifth prince.

　　 Although they are brothers, they have never been masked and have no friendship at all.

　　 If this can kill others, then Zhao Mu has nothing to say.

　　 There is indeed a saying of luck and fate in this world.

　　 All the misfortunes, weird things, and weird things can be attached to a person's life and lead to disasters.

　　 That would be too ridiculous!

　　 "I don't know if this time, will the emperor send me to Tongzhou Shouhuang Mausoleum?"

　　 Zhao Mu remembered that the prince had made a statement and expelled himself from the imperial city.

　　 If you leave Ouchi, it will be good for him, but also bad.

　　 Although Lenggong is a cage, it is also a good place to sign in and check in.

　　 For the past three days, relying on the mysterious stone clock.

　　 He received several more medicinal medicinal pills, and his body had more internal power for twenty years out of thin air.

　　The pure energy that is close to Yijiazi, washes the limbs and corpses every day, which is comparable to swallowing elixir all the time.

　　 Even the prince of the East Palace may not be treated like this.

　　 "Why think so much, just practice martial arts with peace of mind."

　　 Zhao Mu put away his distracting thoughts and waited for midnight.

　　 These days of the imperial palace, the sorrow is bleak, the prince and princess are all in mourning, and he has no time to visit the library again.

　　 Today is free, plus I don’t know if I will be expelled from the imperial city.

　　 Sign-in, check-in, and imprint the road mark, need to be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

　　 On the moon, a black shadow flashed out of Changle Palace again.

　　 Zhao Mu's feet are like flying, melting into the night.

　　 Even a five-fold master in the Mortal Realm, it is difficult to detect the breath.

　　 After completing the "Tibetan Shape and Breath Restoring Technique", Zhao Mu hides all his blood and energy, breathing like nothing.

　　 Outsiders can't see at all, he is a martial artist.

　　 Zhao Mu swept through the cold wind, like a ghost, stepping on the walls, tiles, and eaves railings.

　　 skillfully turned the window inside and climbed to the four-story top floor.

　　 This layer is dedicated to placing all kinds of weapons and armor, which is quite murderous.

　　 The most conspicuous place is a several-foot-long "Picture of the Sun, Moon, Mountains and Rivers."

　　The brushwork and paintings are magnificent and magnificent.

　　 At first glance, it was made by a famous artist.

　　 Zhao Mu glanced a few times and stopped moving.

　　 In my mind, the mysterious stone clock vibrated suddenly, and a line of text flowed out—

　　 "You came to the library, and extracted the "Mingshen Wudian"!"

　　 "Is it branded?"

　　 Zhao Mu nodded.

　　What he lacks is a high-level martial arts.

　　 It's good to get through the acupuncture points and transform your qi!

　　 Mingshen Wudian, a little heard of in previous lives.

　　 seems to come from the "Legend of the Son of Heaven" by Hong Kong Comics, and is the strongest masterpiece of the Mingjiao dynasties.

　　 As far as the grade is concerned, it should not be lost to the best secrets in this world.

　　 hum!

　　 Zhao Mu closed his eyes and silently felt the profound power initiation.

　　 But I don’t know that outside the library, the world has changed drastically!

　　 bursts of dazzling golden light radiated, like the rippling water, outlining a picture of a country of thousands of miles!

　　 Among them, the five sacred mountains towered high, breaking through the clouds.

　　 The long river rushes, dividing the earth.

　　 majestic and magnificent!

　　 spread out like a long scroll, covering most of the imperial city in an instant.

　　 "Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains! What a great weather!"

　　 A burly middle-aged man walked out of the hanging arch hall, his eyes gleaming.

　　 He is the younger brother of Emperor Da Zhou, Wu Anhou who holds a lot of power.

　　 "Is His Royal Highness the crown prince building the foundation? Or..."

　　 Wu'an Hou Zhao Kai stood outside the hall, his face serious, and he secretly speculated.

　　 In the Tian Jingcheng, Si Tian Jian.

　　 Under a nine-zhang high platform, Jianzheng Yuanli's eyes were shocked.

　　 her brows curled into a ball, and said in doubt:

　　 "The emperor star appears and disappears suddenly, what is the meaning of this? Could it be...Hou Ye entered the palace and shocked the emperor's dragon spirit?"

　　 is the eighth layer of the Mortal Realm, and Yuanli Jianzheng of the Divine Transformation Realm climbed onto the Jiuzhang high platform and overlooked the imperial city.

　　 He pinched his fingers and counted, his eyes were even more surprised.

　　 The amazing vision of the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains has changed again!

　　 A round of brilliant sun rose, dazzling, radiating light, and almost burned Yuan Li's eyes.

　　 Immediately afterwards, another cold moon rushed to the sky, emitting a gloomy light, illuminating the imperial city.

　　 The sun and the moon are in the same sky, one east and the other west, each occupying half of the country.

　　 The magnificence of the weather is beyond words.

　　 "Could it be that who is born with a great talent, who has built the foundation and evolved its innate appearance?"

　　 Da Zong Bo Yuanli closed his eyes, endured the tingling pain, guessed.

　　 After several generations, there has never been such a vision.

　　 Inside the library, Zhao Mu, who caused a shocking movement, turned his head and left.

　　 While the vision was still evolving, he quickly returned to Changle Palace.

　　 Fortunately, the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, the sun and the moon in the same sky, enveloped half of the imperial city.

　　 Even if it is to be traced, he will not be found for a while.

　　 "Mingjin Wudian..."

　　 Back to the sleeping hall, Zhao Mu changed into the night clothes, wrapped it in a ball, and threw it into the copper basin of the tripod feet.

　　 The charcoal fire is violent, and the smoke rises.

　　 "The martial arts that can evolve anomalies? What kind of grade is this?"

　　 Absorbed Huo Rulie's martial arts experience, Zhao Mu also has an understanding of the various divisions in the rivers and lakes.

　　 There are mortal grades, top grades, unique skills, magical skills, and Taoism.

　　 affects the spirit of heaven and earth, UU reading www. uukanshu.com evolves an anomaly on its own, which is the rank of "sacred art"!

　　 There have not been a few times when the Chinese Communist Party has been together for thousands of years.

　　Sumeru Mountain's "Small Flowers Falling in Random"!

　　"Yan Mo Shengzi" of the Desolate God Sect!

　　 "Wenquxingxing" of Shangyin Academy!

　　 The "Eternal Blue Sky" of the Zixiao Palace!

　　 Jiuling Jianshan’s "Fighting Bull Fighting"!

　　 The "Cry of Gods and Ghosts" of the Six Demon Gates!

　　 The evolution of visions with written records all manifested from these six holy places, without exception.

　　 "I'm going to add one now."

　　 Zhao Mu was delighted that the painting in the library must have an unusual origin.

　　 Otherwise, how could a martial art of martial arts be imprinted.

　　 "Ming Shen Wudian, yin and yang?"

　　 Zhao Mu sat on the bed, absorbing the martial arts essence instilled in his mind.

　　 is like a golden villain who looks like the self, preaching to solve puzzles and give some tips.

　　 The breath in the body involuntarily circulates, wandering around the body, stimulating the acupuncture points.

　　咚! Boom!咚—

　　 is like a god-man beating a drum, moving the world.

　　 There was an invisible loud noise in Zhao Mu's ear, and then it seemed to break through some kind of obstacle.

　　 The sound of mosquitoes and ants, and the sound of needles are all audible.

　　The smell of sandalwood, charcoal fire, burning clothes and other scents came from the nose.

　　Zhao Mu said according to the formula, the tip of the tongue is against the upper jaw, and body fluid is secreted inside.

　　 is like a gurgling spring, strengthening the body and vitality.

　　 "Mouth, nose, ears, eyes... In a moment, the nine orifices will be opened! It is really a magical skill level!"

　　 After a small week, Zhao Mu suddenly opened his eyes.

　　 The dark room with no lights is like a bright white lightning.

　　 He broke through again.

　　 Mortal realm triple.