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Chapter 1079: The Death of Fenghua

silence.

The inside and outside of the Golden Palace are silent,

When the mysterious light flew out from the treasure cloud tripod in Zhenshan, the earth was flat and the terrifying feeling of the mountains and rivers being broken, like a demonic face, lingering in everyone's hearts and lingering.

Concubine Xue was stunned, Hua Tianfeng and Hua Tian opened their mouths wide, and the officials were even more stunned.

They all know the goods, so they naturally know what the four mysterious lights flying out of Luo Chuan's treasure furnace represent.

"This is... the fusion of four mysterious patterns..." Fatian Daojun looked at Luo Chuan with a complicated face.

He stayed in the Great Freedom Country for nearly ten years, observing and comprehending the innate mysterious patterns left by Feng Hua in the palace day and night, and has only fused three innate mysterious patterns. It is not that he has poor understanding, but as a cultivator of the Tianmen, every time he fused the innate mysterious patterns, he would consume a lot of energy regardless of success or failure.

Thinking back to the beginning, he tried two mysterious patterns and tried eleven times. He spent a total of three years, and he could only try four times a year, each time lasting several months. Next, he spent seven years trying to fuse three innate mysterious patterns, and it was not until not long ago that he barely succeeded. As for fusing four innate mysterious patterns, Fatian Daojun originally planned to be twenty years, and these twenty years were based on the works of Fenghua, the king of the Heavenly Gate.

If it were the monks of the Tianmen next to him, if they did not have so many different ways of fusion of mysterious patterns as reference and imitation and reference, it would probably take fifty years to merge the two innate mysterious patterns.

So far, Fenghua knows that the Tianmen monks who can integrate the four innate mysterious patterns are no more than one hand. Fenghua, including Fenghua, are all legendary Tianmen monks who have been famous in the Nine Heavens Realms for a long time.

"Fused with four innate mysterious patterns..."

Luo Chuan reached out to catch the treasure cloud tripod in the mountains, looked at the obsessed black old man in the air, and looked at the Sihai Emperor and others who were almost the same reaction, and said lightly: "I have said before that there are three culprits who killed Mr. Fenghua... These four innate mysterious patterns are evidence."

Fatian Daojun's face changed a few times, and he suddenly burst into laughter: "You have refined the pill by yourself. If it is really like you said, why do you want to refine this pill again? Do you do this? Wouldn't you shoot yourself in the foot? Humph, Luo Chuan, nothing you say is useless. We are not three-year-old children. Do you think that just a lie with loopholes can conceal your evil intentions?"

"You are dishonest. You are really dishonest." Luo Chuan looked at Fatian Daojun, shook his head and sighed: "Since I said that, there is naturally my evidence."

"Oh? What is your evidence?" The Emperor of Four Seas stared at Luo Chuan, his eyes flashing.

"The Emperor of the Four Seas, don't believe his nonsense!" Xue Fei shouted softly with a red face.

The Emperor of Four Seas did not speak. The three elders of Black, White and Gray remained silent.

After Fenghua was seriously ill, although they turned a blind eye to the affairs of the Great Freedom Kingdom, they still saw it in their eyes and remembered it in their hearts when Concubine Xue and Fatian Daojun frequently interacted. They were determined to pursue the limits of the Tao and were too lazy to pay attention to the worldly affairs, but it did not mean that they had no suspicion.

"You must remember the previous big explosion."

Luo Chuan looked at the direction of the sea and sighed softly.

"After confirming that this path is correct, I will give it to the Taoist Kongkong and go to the nearby seabed to practice. But one day before I became a elixir. When I entered the meditation, I suddenly encountered an immortal who sent a dream to show his spirit. The immortal told me that he was the king of the Heavenly Gate and Senior Fenghua."

Before Luo Chuan finished speaking, Fatian Daojun couldn't help but interrupt, "Immortals ask for a dream? Luo Chuan, your lie is getting more and more outrageous."

"Listen to him." Old Bai said lightly.

"I also felt it was outrageous and didn't take it seriously. In order to prove his identity, Senior Fenghua guided me to a place under the sea. He said he would confirm it by asking me to put the treasure there."

"Although I was doubtful, I still did it in my respect for Senior Fenghua. I had many magic weapons in my hand, and I took six or seven pieces from them and placed them in the underwater cave. Next, the big explosion you saw."

"Fortunately, Senior Fenghua did not have any malice, and this path was safe and sound. When I went to the cave, I saw them."

While speaking, Luo Chuan took out the South China Sea Immortal Gourd and the other five magic weapons with innate mysterious patterns and spread their hands: "Look, that's it. All of my magic weapons were carved with innate mysterious patterns. At first, my Tao was a little puzzled, but my heart thought that the treasure was originally good was carved with so many crooked black patterns, which was so ugly. Later, after Senior Fenghua reminded me, I realized that these were the innate mysterious patterns he merged. Tsk tsk, this Tao was considered to have made a profit."

Magic weapons floated above Luo Chuan's palm. Under Luo Chuan's extremely careful control, black mysterious patterns emerged from the magic weapons and appeared in the air. Most of them were fused with four innate mysterious patterns, and only two were fused with three innate mysterious patterns.

The black mysterious patterns were like a boiling black tide, swallowing the void. Each magic weapon exuded a terrifying power under the blessing of the mysterious patterns. The energy triggered the mysterious pattern magic array outside the Golden Palace and made a buzzing sound.

There was a silence in the Golden Palace, and no one in the Great Freedom Kingdom could remain calm.

A total of seven magic weapons are all fused with mysterious patterns. These seven magic weapons are originally the top three magic weapons. After fusing the innate mysterious patterns, the leap has reached the level of heaven! In other words, each of these seven magic weapons can compete with the powerful emperor!

Taking everyone's reaction into his eyes, Luo Chuan smiled slightly: "Including the ancient butterfly under my seat, he was summoned by Senior Fenghua using his magical powers. He did this just to prove his identity to me and ask me to come and announce the truth."

As he said that, Luo Chuan paused and looked at the Fatian Daojun whose expression changed drastically: "As for the truth, I have already told you. The reason why the elixir failed was because of the affair between Concubine Xue and Fatian Daojun. As for Prince Hua Tianchuan, it was the evil seed born from the affair between them. What a person Mr. Fenghua, how could his son be a pervert who was nine years old and still had to drink milk."

Countless gazes of surprise and doubt were turned to Hua Tianchuan. Hua Tianchuan was unaware of it. Seeing everyone looking at him, he stretched out his head from the arms of a big-breasted palace maid and pouted his mouth dissatisfiedly.

An uproar was heard everywhere, and the officials of the Dalizai National Highway looked a little ugly. The guests from all sides were even whispering, talking about the rice decimals, and showing excitement on their faces, saying that today is worth the trip.

Even the powerful emperors such as the Four Seas Emperors became cold and cold when they looked at Fatian Daojun.

The situation changes suddenly, and the situation changes again!

Fairy Huayin looked at Luo Chuan excitedly, and wanted to speak but stopped.

"Young Master Luo, it's indeed a person of great luck." Wang Jue breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes looked at Luo Chuan full of surprise.

Unlike Wang Jue, Luo Fu and Kongkong Taoist knew another identity of Luo Chuan. Among them, they were the most shocked.

"Fused with four innate mysterious patterns...he, he actually did it... so fucking..."

Taoist Kongkong stared at Luo Chuan, holding back the excitement.

When he first met Luo Chuan, Luo Chuan's cultivation was not enough to return to the Void Realm and was still in the border area to avoid hunting. He was poor and was a waste. He was just by chance and got on Luo Chuan's pirate ship. With his status as the first master of alchemy in the evil sect, he was so popular. Luo Chuan was better. He treated him better than those thugs and men in the cannon fodder camp. The Taoist Kong Kong naturally felt unwilling to accept it, but for the sake of that slim hope, he stayed there.

He originally planned to give Luo Chuan only a hundred years. After a hundred years, Luo Chuan could not merge with the innate mysterious patterns, so he left.

Only a few years have passed! Luo Chuan not only merged the innate mysterious patterns, but also merged four paths at once, and was only one path away from the resumption of the Taoist Kong Kong! How can this not make Taoist Kong Kong Kong cry?

What nerves does this old man have?

Luo Chuan glanced at the Taoist Kongkong who was secretly wiping tears behind him, crying and laughing, and shook his head secretly. He was still the former emperor-level master, and his psychological endurance was so poor that he was not as good as Wang Jue.

"He lies! He is a liar! He killed my husband! Don't be confused by him!"

Concubine Xue stood up, pointed at Luo Chuan, her eyes red, and shouted hysterically.

Many Taoist officials looked at Concubine Xue and showed sympathy. They had long doubts about the relationship between Concubine Xue and Daojun Fatian, but they did not expect that even the prince was the evil seed of the two of them.

"Everything has been proven. Now you have something to say." Luo Fu looked at Concubine Xue, calmed down her fluctuating mood, and spoke.

"Luo Chuan, everything you said... is really full of loopholes."

Fatian Daojun laughed, and he stared at the mysterious patterns, and a strong sarcasm appeared on his face: "These four mysterious patterns are not the mysterious patterns that Master Fenghua practiced. Luo Chuan, you can hide from others, but you can't hide from me. You forgot that this Tao is also a cultivator of the Tianmen."

"Anyway, Senior Fenghua asked me to dream, and I only know this." Luo Chuan spread his hand and took back the priceless magic weapon, and said slowly: "Senior Fenghua has great magical powers. He can ask me to dream, and I think he may have already ordered Li Daoji to start practicing again... Of course, I don't know much about the Tianmen monks, this is just my guess."

"It is very likely that Mr. Fenghua may have been reincarnated and only one body is left in the Great Freedom Kingdom." The old man looked deep in thought.

"The possibility of reincarnation is not high, maybe you should take over the body." Old Bai nodded.

"These four innate mysterious patterns, just talking about morality, seem to be even more than Mr. Fenghua's previous mysterious patterns. Mr. Fenghua may have another chance to break through again." Old Hui looked at the Taoist Lord Sihai: "Brother Sihai, what do you think?"

The Emperor of Four Seas was silent for a moment, opened his eyes, stared at the ancient sea butterfly at Luo Chuan's feet, and nodded slightly: "I just discovered that the four innate mysterious patterns fused on fellow Daoist Luo's magic weapon are not the mysterious patterns of Mr. Fenghua. The Tianmen monks with such skills are only a handful of giants in the world. There is no need to play any tricks of dreaming. It is only possible that Mr. Fenghua, who cannot show up, has made this bad decision." (To be continued)

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