The old demon Cang Yu left cursing.
Moreover, Luo Jing in the cell had a serious expression on his face as he learned another piece of bad news.
Empress Lu Zhao is about to wake up...
This is not a good sign.
Just like the old monster said, if the queen recovers from her injuries, she will definitely not let Luo Jing go.
There is not much time left for Luo Jing to practice.
However, although Luo Jing practiced hard day and night in the cell, under the guidance of the old demon Cangyu, he gradually understood the true meaning of the secret book "The Magic of Immortal Way", and successfully practiced it. Now the true energy in his body can be switched between good and evil at will.
But it’s just the beginning.
If you want to cultivate to a high level, it would be difficult without several decades of practice.
The practice after reaching the God Summoning Realm is extremely difficult.
The alien spiritual power produced by the immortal way of alchemy is contrary to all the cultivation methods of both the righteous and evil ways.
Luo Jing only felt that his own cultivation was difficult, as he had to take into account both the evil path and the righteous path.
In the previous high school, when everyone was divided into arts and science, Luo Jing wanted to study both arts and science and integrate all the subjects of arts and science at the same time...
This level of difficulty is too difficult for a student with mediocre qualifications like Luo Jing.
He is the type of person who cannot succeed without cheating, and if he does, he has to use big cheats.
Looking at the gloomy prison cell, Luo Jing hammered the wall in distress and shouted to the air.
"System! Give me some more!"
However, there is no system and no points added.
It has been so long since I traveled through time, but the system still hasn't awakened.
Luo Jing felt that this time travel was too unfashionable.
Even my fairy wife has become a sword hanging over my head. The news I received today was simply terrible.
Qingxuan, who was trapped in the forbidden area of the Immortal Sect, reacted coldly to him, but it was understandable, and at least she didn't call for his death.
But now Hei Qingxuan, who is causing trouble in the capital... This master has completely shouldered all of Qingxuan's resentment and hatred towards him.
If Hei Qingxuan knew the whereabouts of Luo Jing...
Luo Jing suspected that even if he was spared by Queen Lu Zhao, he would still die at the hands of Hei Qingxuan.
Hei Qingxuan... He was a great master in the Grand Void Realm, someone that even the three great gods combined could not defeat.
Being targeted by such a top master, I'm afraid I won't even be able to eat or sleep peacefully.
Even considering the intensity of his inner demons and resentment, even if Luo Jing knelt down and begged for forgiveness, there would be no good result.
"This is really a case of bad luck and misfortune..."
Luo Jing, who was in the prison cell of the Sky Prison, looked at the darkness in front of him and felt that the darkness was about to swallow him up.
At this moment, he suddenly began to miss the days in the Soul Refining Sect.
Although he lived a solitary and cautious life in the Soul Refining Sect and had little influence, he had Qingxuan's company every night and a relatively peaceful life.
But when he left the Manggu Mountains and came out, he encountered various dangerous things one after another, and narrowly escaped death several times...
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In the palace where sandalwood was burning, hangs of misty white gauze.
In the dense fragrant mist, the white gauze danced with the breeze, like fairies in the clouds, hazy and dreamy.
In the huge pool in the center of the hall, dark red blood was surging and seemed to be flowing with life.
And in this pool of blood, a body covered in a dragon robe was floating quietly.
Empress Lu Zhao, who was revered by everyone, was now an old and frail woman, with pale hair that seemed ready to fall off her dry skin at any moment.
In the sunken eye sockets, the eyeballs are cloudy and without any brightness.
Since ancient times, beauties are like famous generals, and they are not allowed to grow old in the world.
Even if a queen was stunningly beautiful when she was young, she would become just an old woman when she was old.
Outside the blood pool, the divine medicine practitioner Wang was sitting cross-legged on the floor with his eyes slightly closed and his right hand gently stretched out, as if he was taking the pulse in the air.
From time to time, he would inject a few strands of green energy into the Queen's body in the blood pool, trying his best to remove the remaining evil energy in the Queen's wounds.
In the shadows in the farthest corner of the hall, an old man with a plum blossom stick was kneeling on the floor, hunched over, muttering some strange notes.
As the old man chanted his strange spell, white gauze fluttered and mist became thick in the hall filled with fragrance. It seemed that the whole hall was breathing, emitting some kind of terrifying and vast aura.
At a certain moment, the fragrant mist in the air seemed to condense into a huge female face.
Her features were blurred and her eyebrows and eyes were unclear, but her deep, old voice could frighten all the officials in the court.
“… King Pharmacist, I seem to have had a very long dream.”
Upon hearing this voice, Pharmacist Wang, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes and quickly knelt on the ground.
"Greetings, Your Majesty... Congratulations on your awakening. I have completely removed all the evil spirits from your body."
"It's just that your Majesty's body was too badly injured. You need to recuperate for a while before your soul can return to your body."
Pharmacist King reported the situation carefully.
And the huge human face in the air looked at the old man in the shadow corner.
An inquiry was sent.
"…How are you doing?"
The old man then respectfully replied: "Your Majesty, it is ready."
"As soon as your Majesty's spirit returns to its place, we can try to break through."
"The road to immortality left by our great ancestor is right at your feet. You can step on it at any time!"
The old man was extremely respectful.
The huge human face sneered contemptuously and said.
"What Taizu left behind was not the path to immortality, but just... heh..."
She seemed to want to say something, but she didn't really say it in front of the two ministers.
Instead, he looked at the respectful King Pharmacist and said, "Since you still need to recuperate, I will rest for a while."
"I will leave this body to you, King Pharmacist."
"I hope you won't let me down."
After saying this, the huge human face made up of fragrant mist was about to dissipate.
But the old man in the shadows spoke quickly.
"Your Majesty, there seems to have been some changes in the Imperial Ancestral Temple a few days ago."
"Someone saw the statue of Taizu weeping blood and tears. When I went in to check, I found that the statue of Taizu seemed to have been tampered with."
"Or in other words..."
The old man lowered his head respectfully, making it impossible to see his expression.
But his voice was full of fear and respect.
“… The statue of Taizu seemed to come alive, with a spirituality that a dead object should not have.”
The old man's words silenced the huge smoke-faced figure.
After a while, Lu Zhao's cold voice was heard in the hall.
"Let it be."
"Even if a remnant soul trapped in the Taixu Fairyland can really interfere with the present world, it can't turn the world upside down."
"The seal of the Demon Refiner cannot be broken free by those old guys."
"If something unexpected happens again, just burn the old statue and replace it with a new one. Don't worry about the rest."