Eternal Gate

Wanggucheng under the moon is very prosperous.

Of course, this prosperous, but because one person walked by, added a touch of noise.

It is Zhao Yun, with a nosebleed in one hand, and an old waist with one hand, with a blue forehead and a swollen face, limping, with many footprints all over his body, and his smooth black hair is also scratched like a chicken coop.

Walking on the street, he seemed to be a beautiful scenery.

"Who beaten this."

"Love saint! Eighty percent owes it again."

"This deserves it."

The street people gathered together, there were a lot of discussions, and they were all very open-minded, very consciously associated with the name of the love saint, even the sister-in-law dared to play, and what he didn't dare to do.

"Beat me again."

Zhao Yun wiped a nosebleed and grinned.

When he arrived, I don’t know why Chi Yan beat him up, because of the night?

"Beating is also a practice."

The words of Moon God are quite philosophical in life.

Every time she sees her disciple being beaten, she is particularly comfortable as a master.

Ok?

When he was leaving, Zhao Yun frowned slightly, his perception was still good, he noticed the dark place, a few pairs of eyes were staring at him, and there were hidden murderousness, he saw a icy spine on his back, and his whole body was chilly.

"Rashomon?"

Zhao Yun whispered, this guess is still very reliable.

Maybe it was the person invited by the great elder, or it could be the blood-clothed door, the big clan, or the enemy forces of the Zhao family. Either party wanted him to die, attract the wind, and make too many enemies. The ghost knows which one it is. .

"Xiu'er, how can I better hide my identity." Zhao Yun asked.

He promised Renfengwu, he would help, and really want to count the favor, he did owe the girl a life, go to the hard prison, not be seen through, in order to save his life.

"Make a mysterious robe that avoids the world, so you can isolate it from peeping."

Moon God returned at will, to break into the Dragon Lake and Tiger Den, and be equipped.

"Can the eye of the sky be isolated?" Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows.

"Then which level of Heavenly Eye you want depends on the opponent's cultivation level." The Moon God said lightly, "If there is a Heavenly Martial Realm in the bitter prison, nothing is useful to cover it."

When the words fell, she brushed her hand again, and she shed a golden light.

It’s a non-secret technique, but a method of making a mysterious robe, including the material of the robe, including the lines and runes that need to be carved on the robe. There are very detailed explanations in it, which is a bit like a symbol. Although it is not cumbersome, it requires Extremely demanding and natural, the higher the level of evasion robe, the stronger the ability to cover.

"With this good thing, I won't take it out soon."

As Zhao Yun spoke, he kept the method in his heart. If he had escaped the world, he would not have been seen through before, and he would almost lose his life.

He poured a sip of spiritual liquid and began to haunt various shops. The materials needed to be prepared. As for the clothing materials of the robe, he also made a special trip to the black market. He spent thirty thousand taels to buy rare silk, and then gave the silk. Zhuang.

When returning to Zhao's house, Liu Ruxin was already asleep.

Zhao Yuan and Furong did not rest, drinking tea in the pavilion and admiring the moon.

In other words, waiting for Zhao Yun.

"Father, mother."

"Yun'er, sit down."

"Why don't you sleep yet."

Zhao Yun took a seat, took a piece of fruit in his hand, and stuffed it in his mouth as he played, mainly to gag his mouth. Who made him have a master who could not sleep?

"Your mother can be resurrected, can he heal Xin'er's eyes?"

Zhao Yuan smiled, but he didn't want his daughter-in-law to live in the dark.

"can."

Zhao Yun replied simply.

However, he was helpless, the Moon God said, Liu Ruxin's eyes do not need to be cured by him, and they will regain themselves when they should be restored, mostly because of Liu Ruxin's blood.

"That's good." Furong smiled, "Are you still waiting for your grandson?"

cough!

Zhao Yun gave a dry cough and glanced at the Moon God subconsciously. He was asking for instructions. It was a bit funny. He had to ask the master if he let him go.

"Wait."

The word Moon God is faint, Liu Ruxin's bloodline is unusual. Before her eyes regained his eyesight, if she moved her bloodline, she would lose that innate purity. She didn't want a good seedling to die. In the cradle.

Can't help it, you can use your hands!

This time, Zhao Yun's eyes became slanted.

Is the goddess Ming of the gods so open?

Still, you are the Moon God...outstanding.

"While young, make another one!"

"Father, mother, you talk."

Zhao Yun said, got up and ran.

The reason was that the Moon God made up the knife again, so it would be better to leave early.

"This kid."

Furong snorted, when did she learn to make fun with her parents.

"It's a little different."

Zhao Yuan stroked his beard. He had heard that Zhao Yun played Liu Ruyue when he confronted the Forge Refining Artifact. For this reason, he also named a love saint.

Back to the room, Zhao Yun tiptoed again.

As long as he is at home, he will nourish Liu Ruxin every day.

By the way, I will poke secretly.

The next day, Zhao Yun went to the silk and satin shop early, and he had woven a robe with 30 thousand taels of silk. The black robe was quite solemn.

Come to Bingpu again, and you will see Feng Wu when you enter the eye.

She still pretends to be a man, waiting for Zhao Yun, waiting for Zhao Yun to rescue her elder brother with her, whenever Zhao Yun needs her, she does not frown even if she wants her.

"Give me some time."

Zhao Yun left a word, he slipped up the stairs, and held his mouth tightly.

As soon as he walked in, he ran into Chi Yan and caught another cannibal look.

"I can't beat you."

Zhao Yun curled his lips in his heart, saying that it was a coincidence, and he couldn't see the sky hit me!

"Bull you again, tell us, beat him to death."

The little black fat man patted his chest, but his appearance was a bit funny, he was there, he was not as tall as Feng Wu? One black and one white, in sharp contrast.

Feng Wu let out a dry laugh and went to the pavilion not far away.

"Perceptual Wu Xiu."

Lao Xuan Dao glanced, and gently stroked his beard.

"Looking so familiar!"

The fat old man put his hand in his hand, Xu was because the phoenix dancer disguised himself as a man, so he inadvertently remembered a small old friend, but he hadn't seen him for many years.

"I heard that Tianzong has one hundred and eight true disciples who have entered the magical land for experience." Old Xuandao said lightly, although he is not in the sect, he knows the affairs of the sect.

"That bunch of old things are crazy." The fat old man snorted coldly, "Wait! One hundred and eight true stories, at least half of them are folded inside."

"In troubled times, don't make troubles."

Lao Xuan Dao rubbed his eyelids, and he jumped more and more in the past few days.

In the attic, Zhao Yun had spread out the black robe, wrapped it in flames, and after some sacrifices, did he pick up a pen and dip the ink, and drew the nine palace gossip on the back of the black robe.

Then, there is a striped road, and there are many ancient runes.

In this way, a hidden formation is formed. Nine Palaces, Eight Trigrams, lines, and runes are all formations, and this black robe is similar to formations.

Everything is just for confusion, to cover up their own opportunities.

So, he spent a full day.

After all the paintings were completed, he sacrificed the flames again. A striped road and runes were all refined into the robe, except for the nine palaces and eight trigrams, everything else was invisible.

Not over yet, this is just the first step.

Still holding a pen and dipping ink, or a striped road, a series of runes, one layer at a time, according to the method, it takes nine layers, only runes, there are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, let alone The lines are more cumbersome than drawing symbols. If there is a mistake, it needs to be erased and repeated.

Fortunately, he has a spirit of martial arts, and his control is precise.

"Young Master, it's time to eat."

At night, a call came from outside the room.

"Not hungry."

Zhao Yun replied casually, saying that he was not hungry. In fact, he was hungry. He was holding a bun and eating Zhengxiang. He was eating without delaying the characterization.

Talents who are talented against the sky are so headstrong.

Before Feng Wu left, she was also invited to dinner. During the period, she looked at the attic where Zhao Yun was located more than once, and she was not sure if the kid was fooling her, but she had to wait. Only the young master of the Zhao family could hope to rescue her. Brother.

"Girl, do you have a brother."

The fat old man took a sip of wine and asked intentionally or unintentionally.

"I am the only one at home."

Feng Wu smiled with etiquette, deliberately concealing it, not wanting to leak the wind, knowing that the fat old man's identity is not simple, most of it is a person of the Tianzong, the kind who was sent out of the sect, but there is only the name and basically no real power.

Compared with the fat old man, Liu Ruyue's master Yunfeng is no ordinary Tianzong elder. Although he is not as good as Zhuge Xuandao in terms of seniority, his power is not small.

Like Yunfeng, even after going to the hard prison, he has the same right to speak.

In this regard, the old Xuan Dao and the fat old man are incomparable.

Whoosh!

When I was talking, a ghost suddenly appeared.

Zhao Yun came out, still holding the unfinished piece of bun in his hand.

After that, the picture was a bit bloody.

The young master of the Zhao family did not come down to eat, but to bleed everyone. Nine people were selected, and each of them took a drop of blood and needed nine kinds of blood.

"Are you sick?"

When the little black fat man scolded, Zhao Yun had already rushed back into the room.

"His mind is not very normal."

The purple-haired child rubbed his arms, and the one who was also bled, who made him a special blood? Including Xiaocai Fan and Chi Yan, were not immune.

"I can't see through that kid anymore."

Zi Ling muttered softly, not knowing what Zhao Yun was doing in the house.

"Hongyuan's disciple!"

Zhuge Xuandao calmed down, the master was a weird person, and the disciple was the same.

"The last step."

Zhao Yun pressed nine kinds of blood on the nine feet, and used ground fire for the ninth time. Every drop of blood was refined into the robe, and was also invisible.

Waiting to receive the flames, avoid the world Xuanpao caused.

"The fruit is profound!"

Zhao Yun struck him, his robe felt warm, with a mysterious aura, especially the appearance of the nine palaces and gossip, which seemed to be in motion all the time.

Rao is his heavenly eyes, it is hard to see through.

No one believes that such a small piece of black robe has a big universe inside. It has a huge array of nine layers, and it is interlocking and confusing people to look at it. It is better than the robe he usually uses. It's so mysterious.

"Xiu'er, how is it."

Zhao Yun covered his black robe and turned around in a circle.

"Barely...enough to see."

Moon God said indifferently, without opening his eyes.

One sentence barely enough to read, Zhao Yun was embarrassed to hear it.

It's also true that God's vision is beyond the world, and he doesn't like it. To him, it can save lives, that is, I don't know whether it can bluff the strong in the prison.