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A special blood pill.

"What's the use?"

Li Huan had cooperated with the underworld before and had some understanding of the blood pill, but he didn't need it, especially at his current level.

"After eating it, if you are fed with an extremely gifted Nine Heavens or an Inner Scene, you may be able to achieve the Inner Scene immediately."

When Li Huan heard the word "neijing", his throat moved.

"possible?"

"Hey, you yourself have not comprehended the heaven and earth in the seventh heaven, so you can only steal the comprehended of others. How can it be so easy to steal the comprehended of others? Are you not satisfied with the slightest chance?"

Li Huan hesitated for a moment: "Where can I find the interior scenes to feed me?"

"Of course I will go and catch one, such as the gentlemen in the academy."

Yelu Mingjing smiled playfully: "But when did I say I would give it to you?"

Li Huan was shocked. Who else could it be given to if not himself? Then he looked at Li Jian.

"He only has three levels of heaven!"

"To me, there is no difference. It's just a matter of capturing a few more monks."

Li Jian only felt his lips dry. From mortal to monk, from exterior scene to interior scene, the bumpy road that countless people had spent thousands of years climbing arduously became a joke in front of this tiny pill.

As long as there are enough monks for you to absorb, any mortal can become the inner scene of the pinnacle of the world in a very short period of time.

So, what is the price?

Li Jian is not a fool. On the contrary, he is very smart. If he had not exposed his ambition too early, if he had not made everyone lose confidence in him due to a series of outrageous actions after he ascended the throne, even if he had been content to be a puppet and continued to hide his desires, even if he had persisted for another year, the person sitting on the throne in Chang'an would most likely be him.

Mortals who eat blood pills can improve their cultivation by absorbing the blood of monks. When they have achieved perfection in the outer scene, they can then absorb some inner scenes to achieve their own inner scenes. Even a pig-brained person would know that if this continues, there will be fewer and fewer monks, and then fewer and fewer inner scenes, until everyone will eventually become one.

The path of monasticism will be completely monopolized by one person, or even disappear.

But that will happen in who knows how long, what does it have to do with me now?

As long as I have the opportunity to achieve inner vision now, is it impossible for me to return to Chang'an?

"Senior, what do you want?"

"I'll kill the rat first and then come back to get the answer. I only have one question: Are the Daming Palace in Chang'an City and the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains still there?"

The space fluctuated, and a figure appeared from the distant void, then fled towards Chang'an flashing wildly.

Seventy miles outside Chang'an City, a gust of wind stopped and Zhao Yushu and Gu Changfeng appeared.

"Let's send you here. If I go any further, the people in Chang'an will see me coming. Now I don't know who are the people from the underworld, so it's better to be careful."

Gu Changfeng took out the Jade Dragon from his arms: "This thing is very greedy. Every time it activates, it will at least severely injure you once, and your spiritual power will be completely swallowed up. If your spiritual power is not enough, it will directly swallow your body, internal organs, hands and feet, all as it likes. If you are unlucky, you will be dead after using it once."

Zhao Yushu's face darkened. You returned such a ferocious thing to me. Are you afraid that I won't die fast enough?

"But it is also extremely powerful. If you're lucky, you might be able to eat up half of Yelu Mingjing's life in one gulp. Anyway, use it only when you have no other choice."

Zhao Yushu shook his head: "I still don't want it. I think the opportunity to deal with Yelu Mingjing cannot rely on it. If we can win, it doesn't matter if we don't use it. If we can't win, I will give that old guy a heavenly treasure for nothing."

Gu Changfeng sighed: "How sure are you?"

Zhao Yushu spread his hands and said, "Not at all. The teacher didn't even want to tell me how to achieve inner vision. I only reached the eighth and ninth levels by force. The other help provided by the two magic weapons is not much. In layman's terms, my foundation is unstable. I even have a feeling that even if I win this battle, I can't keep my current level of cultivation."

"So pessimistic?"

"Then I'll say something optimistic. I'm sure I can kill Yelu Mingjing this time, and then I'll go back to smoke with you and roll you a cigarette for fun."

Gu Changfeng laughed: "Okay, I'll wait for you, take care."

"Take care of yourself."

Zhao Yushu was holding the Avalon with the Zhanlu stuffed inside, hiding all his martial arts skills, and walked towards Chang'an City step by step.

In Chang'an City, Li Tong's complexion was always not very good. After she became enlightened, her cultivation level was only at the first level, and the improvement to her physical fitness was very limited.

Recently, through some covert channels, she learned that the Liao Kingdom had begun preparing for war. Although it was a strategic defensive posture, it still had to be handled with caution.

At the same time, the Jiangnan Red Lotus Sect's soldiers were divided into two groups and began to march towards the Jingxiang area and the southeast area. Even though she had received Yang He's secret letter, she could not disclose it to the ministers. A group of people in the court were arguing every day about which side to defend first.

"Little girl, someone broke into the mausoleum of Taizu."

Old Man Wuxi came to the imperial study with a frown and brought Li Tong some very bad news.

"If it's really that guy, I suggest you don't stay in Daming Palace anymore. We are all useless here. If he comes, we won't be able to fight back."

Old Man Wuxi moved his arms unconsciously. As an inner scene, and an inner scene that was proficient in space, he felt very bad without his cultivation.

"Is it him? Where are Li Huan and Li Jian?"

"Wan Qiming only had time to send back this verbal message. We still have to wait and see what the situation is."

Li Tong nodded, indicating that he understood. Old Man Wuxi sighed and walked out.

"What do you think?"

Li Tong turned and looked at Lan Ling who was sitting on the other side.

"It's hard to judge. Once you leave Daming Palace, there will indeed be four inner scenes protecting you at all times, but if they all fail, you will surely die."

Lan Ling was deeply touched by the terrifying power of Yelu Mingjing. They had already received the news that the old immortal had passed away. The strongest man in the world had been defeated. Could the four inner scenes, who were not even the die-hard inner scenes, stop Yelu Mingjing?

"He should be looking for Li Huan, or the dragon, to ask how to break the restriction on the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains in Daming Palace. If he finds it, Daming Palace will be even less safe."

"So, we go out?"

Li Tong hesitated.

Lan Ling looked at her deeply and said, "You are the ruler of a country. This is your palace and your throne."

"Then, stay?"

"Do you believe him?"

This "he" naturally refers to Zhao Yushu.

Li Tong nodded: "I believe it."

"In that case, do you have any way to remove the restrictions here so that Daming Palace no longer restricts anyone's cultivation?"

Li Tong's eyes widened: "What do you want to do?"

"Since we all believe in him, let's prepare a battlefield of sufficient weight for him. If he is really the savior of this world, he is qualified to stand here and kill Yelu Mingjing."

Zhao Yushu followed the crowd into Chang'an City, his eyes moving as he looked towards the northeast at the magnificent tall palace.