Chapter 109: Primordial Witch Heaven

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The banquet broke up unhappily, not only Yang Fuhou, but even Chen Zhi felt that these Confucian scholars were too domineering and deceived people too much.

Since Tao Xiaowu came to the Hou Mansion, he has been low-key enough to almost never leave the Hou Mansion.

However, those Confucian scholars didn't even let go of this, and came to the door three times to find fault.

However, whether it is Yang Fuhou's words to give him justice, or Chen Zhi's anger, in Tao Xiaowu's opinion, it is not enough.

"The most important thing is my own strength!"

If there is no sacrificial technique this time, a straw man is pierced, I am afraid that I will really be in trouble this time!

So, no matter what else, I still have to improve my strength.

Now Tao Xiaowu's goal is to cultivate to the realm of ghosts and immortals as soon as possible.

In addition to that, he had to prepare a few things for self-defense......

"Well, the Four Spirit Amulets also need to be strengthened. If my Four Spirit Talisman is strong enough to even become a magic weapon, I am not afraid of the enemy harming me this time.

Yes, that kind of stand-in technique is actually quite powerful. I should also find a way to get some grass and tie a few straw men. ”

Ordinary death substitution techniques, at most, can only prevent one catastrophe for themselves.

However, the substitution technique learned this time is different, and it can even defend and counterkill.

Come to think of it, this time, the guy who assassinated himself should be eaten by the spell and die, right?

......

In Nanjun, the two old Confucians walked up to the altar to check the pile of ashes left by Fengping, and the discoloration was a little ugly.

One of the old men closed his eyes slightly, and said for a long time: "Do you feel it?"

The old man beside him, who was called Nuo Gong, nodded slightly, his expression was very solemn, and said, "I sensed it!"

"Since you and I have sensed it, there is nothing wrong with thinking about it. It's just that I didn't expect that the original day, and it came out again......

What is the name of the sacrificial wine of the Yangfu Marquis' Mansion? Wu Tao? It seems that it has really obtained the true inheritance of the ancient wizard!"

Luo An listened on the side, and his heart moved at this moment, and he asked, "Dare to ask Feng Nangong, what is Yuan Tian?"

If it was someone else, this Feng Nangong would not bother to reply.

However, in the face of this proud rising star of Confucianism, Na Feng Nangong also had to be polite, and when he heard the words, he groaned slightly, and said: "That is the primordial heaven worshiped by the witches, and it is also called the witch heaven." It is the most cruel and evil, but it is the most joyful human sacrifice.

However, later the saint was born, overthrew the rule of the witches, and banned human sacrifice. There is a great prosperity of humanities, and I was born of Confucianism.

And the primordial witch heaven is gradually declining. After the establishment of my Great Yu, it has almost been annihilated.

But I didn't expect that now we feel this kind of power again......

I can't keep that witch pottery, I should get rid of it!"

Feng Nangong said coldly.

It's just that he didn't say a word, Fengping is his son, and he is also his most successful son.

Originally, I had high hopes, thinking that I would be able to expand Feng's lintel in the future. It's just that he didn't expect to die in the hands of Tao Xiaowu!

The white-haired man sends the black-haired man.

This revenge cannot be avenged!

"Of course, that Wu Tao is a great enemy of Confucianism like us, and this person must not stay.

It's just that if you want to move him now, it's not easy, you need to look for opportunities!"

Luo An said awe-inspiringly.

"It's just," he changed his words and said to Feng Nan: "The imperial court is now looking for you Feng Gong, why don't Feng Gong hide in my house for the time being?"

Feng Nan said lightly: "Don't worry, I won't die easily, if I don't kill that witch Tao and scatter his soul, how can I be willing to die?"

Fengping was counterattacked by the spell of moving stars and changing buckets, and was burned by the fire of the original sky, and he couldn't die anymore, and his soul was completely scattered.

The white-haired person sends the black-haired person, which is already sad enough.

For the world, death alone is just the beginning of another kind of life.

But the soul is scattered, this is different, it is equivalent to completely disappearing, and there is no trace of it.

When he thought of this, Feng Nan's heart was like a knife, and his hatred for Tao Xiaowu couldn't help but come to his heart.

Wu Tao must die! And there are still souls scattered!

......

"This witch pottery is even more powerful than I imagined!"

At this time, Zhong You sighed at Nayang Fuhou and said.

"What kind of spell is that today, why can it break through the luck of my Hou Mansion and directly enter the mansion to hurt people?"

When he said these words, Yang Fuhou's face was very ugly.

The so-called law is not applied to nobles!

Gai Guiren has luck to protect you!

However, the spells cast by those people today can break through the luck of the Hou Mansion and hurt people when they enter the mansion.

This can be used to kill Tao Xiaowu today, and tomorrow it can naturally be used to kill him Yang Fuhou, or even kill the Son of Heaven.

This made Yang Fuhou feel a great threat, and it made him extremely annoyed in his heart.

"That's a forbidden technique, there used to be an ancient son of heaven Bingjia, who died on this technique.

In later generations, this kind of magic has been banned for generations, and almost no one can understand it. ”

"What?" Yang Fuhou was taken aback.

Even the Son of Heaven can die under this technique, how is this possible?

This spell is too powerful, isn't it?

And......

"Since this method has been lost, why is there still anyone who can use it?" Yang Fuhou asked.

"Although this forbidden technique has been lost, there is still a fur left, but it has always been sealed in the royal family, only the Lantai collection of books, or Taishitai still has some inheritance.

That Fengping is the son of Taishitai Dadian Xing Fengnan, and he has a family history, but he learned this forbidden technique.

Now the imperial court has questioned Feng Nan and sent him to prison!"

The Lantai collection is the royal collection.

And Taishitai, which records history, has a Si Tianjian under its jurisdiction to observe celestial phenomena, which evolved from the ancient witches.

Because of the celestial phenomena and history, there are too many secrets involved, so Taishitai is also an institution directly under the royal family.

In other words, this forbidden technique is actually in the hands of the royal family.

Because of this, this forbidden technique is only circulated within the families of these Taishi officials.

And Fengnan, the father of Fengping, is the star of the Great Ceremony, holding the ephemeris. Hope for the air, the Lord for the air.

But it not only has the art of celestial phenomena, but also has the art of looking at qi.

Although none of these are too powerful, they are actually very terrifying!

"What do these Confucian scholars mean by stealing the royal forbidden arts? should be killed, should be killed!" Yang Fuhou said with a lingering anger.

The matter involves his own life, but even he can't calm down!

"Don't worry, this Feng family will definitely be wiped out! Anyone who eats inside and outside, and holds the Son of Heaven and Confucian traffic, will be killed!"

In such an era, it is divided into internal and external dynasties.

There is also a distinction between the inner and outer libraries!

In other words, the Son of Heaven's private power and private wealth are actually separate from the state and the imperial court.

There is a difference between a retainer and a retainer!

In another world, this is also the reason why there is almost no eunuch power in the Western Han Dynasty.