Chapter 1161

Luo Chuan raised his head, looked at Luo Fu, then lowered his head: "what does aunt mean?"

Luo Fu Dai frowned slightly: "Huayin has great confidence in the great master. I asked Master Wang Jue. He also said that Heng Youdao has a great reputation. Since he promised to give back the Dan prescription, he can never deliberately hide and deceive. In that case, why didn't he tell about the drug introduction? What's more, he mentioned Hua Tianchuan to the Huayin fairy. This shows that the drug introduction said by Taoist Kong Kong should be true."

Luo Fu finished, but he saw Luo Chuan's face calm.

"Chuan'er, you guessed it long ago?" Luo Fu was stunned and asked, "chuan'er, what else are you hiding from your aunt?"

"Aunt, you should have guessed some," Luo Chuan looked at Luo Fu.

Luo Fu's face changed. After a long time, he nodded slightly: "I doubt... But how can it be."

"That Heng Youdao gave the pill, but he also wanted to save Fenghua. But he mentioned Hua Tianchuan, but he didn't mention the essence blood medicine guide, which only shows that the problem lies with Hua Tianchuan. Only the essence blood of the descendants who inherit the talent of Tianmen can be used as the medicine guide, and there is only one situation left..." Luo Chuan raised his head and looked at the complex Luo Fu on his face: "That huatianchuan is not Fenghua's own blood."

Luo Fu was stunned: "chuan'er, do you think so... But Hua Tianchuan is also a friar of Tianmen... Is it..."

"Nine years ago, when Fenghua was seriously ill, the king of the law of heaven came to the great freedom country, and Hua Tianchuan was about nine years old this year." Luo Chuan sighed: "I realized it after listening to the words of the Huayin fairy. When I think back to the great freedom country, I have this feeling. There seems to be some unspeakable connection between the king of the law of heaven and Hua Tianchuan."

"Sure enough." Luo Fu murmured, "if our inference is correct, Hua Tianchuan's Tianmen talent is to inherit the king of the law of heaven, then even if the pill is refined, it won't help."

"That's why I'm in a hurry to promote the true king of the heavenly snake. The true king of the heavenly snake has a special identity. Although he can't do it openly, if he hides in the tower and releases the pressure, he can also restrain the black, white and gray elders for a moment and a half. At that time, if we really fail, we will leave the great freedom country." Luo Chuan said lightly.

"Chuan'er has already arranged it. It's said that Canghai academy has always been friendly with Da Ziguo. If it fails, Canghai academy may also step in." Luo Fu sighed: "poor Huayin fairy, she still has hope."

"It seems that aunt and Huayin fairy have become good friends." Luo Chuan smiled.

Luo Fu whitened his eyes and shook his head: "my most pitiful thing is my chuan'er. The three emperor level helpers I got ran away."

"The matter is not settled yet. It's too early to say this. Wait for the pill to come out in two days."

Luo Chuan said faintly.

Yesterday in the great freedom country, the black, white and gray three old men swore in public that if Luochuan could save Fenghua, the king of Tianmen, each of them would be sent by Luochuan for a year.

Luo Chuan is naturally very excited by the three most powerful emperors.

But judging from the current situation, nine times out of ten he will miss them.

Soon, Luo Chuan's attention focused on the black pattern of Nanhai Xianhu.

The congenital dark patterns on the bottom of his hand are merging together in a strange way, which he learned from the court of the great free country and is also the work of Fenghua, the king of Tianmen.

As a friar of Tianmen, Luo Chuan has been able to combine the two mysterious patterns of life and death and cause and effect, but the remaining four mysterious patterns of primitive, destruction, creation and rise and fall can not be combined.

Each congenital mysterious pattern represents an independent upper Tao. The congenital mysterious patterns may be superimposed and exert two or three times their power, but when the two mysterious patterns are fully integrated, they exert far more than two or three times their power, or even ten times their power, which can be called terror.

As for the three, four and five... If all of them are combined, even the most powerful Tianmen friars can't control their power. If they are empty, they will definitely devour and kill themselves.

Therefore, they can only be painted on treasures for fusion. In the process of fusion, you must be careful again. If you miss a treasure, not only the treasure can't be saved, but the power generated by the explosion of dark pattern conflict can directly kill the Tianmen friar himself.

This is why Luo Chuan was so shocked when he walked into the palace of the great freedom country.

The king of Tianmen, Fenghua, can fuse four completely different congenital mysterious patterns at most! They are engraved on the mountain and stone hall columns of the king's palace!

What makes Luo Chuan feel most incredible is that those mountain and stone hall columns have not been destroyed by the power of the integration of dark patterns. The exquisite control of Fenghua over these congenital dark patterns surprised Luo Chuan.

These mountain and stone hall pillars with three or four congenital Xuan patterns are the strongest deterrent of the great freedom country! Although they can't move, they are more terrible than any Dharma array. Even if Xuanjun Zu Zun enters the great freedom king palace and sees all this, he doesn't dare to mess around.

"Where is it so easy to integrate between the upper Taoism... Fenghua can integrate the four congenital Xuan patterns. His Taoism and deterrent power will never lose to Xuanjun and zuzun. Why does such a strong person come to such an end?"

Luo Chuan murmured and stared at the third primitive dark pattern on the immortal gourd in the South China Sea. Luo Chuan suddenly moved in his heart.

"Wait... That purple stone..."

Luo Chuan closed his eyes and thought of the scene of being in the king's palace.

A plant, a tree, a mountain, a stone, a flowing spring, a rockery building hall... In the northwest of Dazi National Highway palace, there is a purple star meteorite engraved with seven congenital black patterns. Although there were seven mysterious lines on the purple meteorite, they did not fuse. In the whole palace, only the lines on the purple meteorite did not fuse, but were simply engraved on the meteorite.

The most pure resource of the Tianmen friar is the star, moon and sun. The meteorite contains a rich source of stars, but because it is sealed by seven congenital dark patterns, no one can swallow the source of stars except the Fenghua of the Tianmen friar.

Luochuan moves the power of Tianmen Taoism into the depths of memory.

In his memory, two different pictures emerged. One was the appearance of the purple meteorite when he first entered the palace. The other is the purple meteorite he saw when he left the king's palace.

"Sure enough!"

Luo Chuan's face showed a touch of absurdity and reflection.

When Luo Chuan left the palace, the origin of the purple meteorite was obviously a few threads less than when he first entered the palace.

In other words, someone is swallowing the star origin in the purple meteorite.

But the humble Purple Star meteorite has been sealed by Fenghua. In addition to Fenghua, no second Tianmen friar can absorb its origin, nor can the Dharma king.

"Is Fenghua still alive... But his body clearly has lost his intelligence, let alone the source." Luo Chuan's heart beat slightly faster. He inadvertently found a great secret!

"Fenghua, the king of Tianmen, is not suffering from some serious disease... Maybe it can be said that he is ill. His real disease is that his consciousness is no longer in his body. It has entered another person or creature!"

Luo Chuan said, and he was startled by his bold guess.

When people practice Taoism, the flesh is a big furnace tripod. Without the flesh, they can't practice. Friars of Tianmen are no exception.

If you are sucking the origin of the stars, you are really the king of Tianmen. The body he put in the king's palace of freedom has been unable to practice, which can only show that he has already lost another creature. And, in the big free country, or nearby!

The pill refined by Taoist Kongkong can't save Fenghua, or Fenghua's flesh body.

"What's wrong with chuan'er? What are you muttering about?" Luo Fu looked at Luo Chuan strangely.

"Nothing."

Although Luo Chuan has doubts, he is still uncertain.

Why did Fenghua leave her flesh? What is he hiding from? Or what happened ten years ago?

Luo Chuan's eyes fell again on the congenital dark patterns on the immortal gourd in the South China Sea.

He suddenly had an inexplicable intuition. If he could fuse all his congenital dark patterns... Not to mention all fusion, as long as he fused the four ways, he might be able to find the secret. Even today's Fenghua, the king of Tianmen, will be found.

Fenghua, the king of Tianmen, only integrates four congenital Xuan patterns.

Once the idea came into being, it was like a huge temptation to lure Luo Chuan.

Fenghua, the king of Tianmen, almost represents the limit of Tianmen friars. Luo Chuan is bent on pursuing the Tao. Naturally, he can't resist such temptations.

With the help of Daoli and a stroke, a time magic river appeared in front of Luochuan and Luofu.

"Aunt, go in and practice."

Luo Chuan finished, entered the time magic River, endured the heart, and studied the way of integration of congenital dark patterns.

Breaking through the heavens, the flow rate of Luochuan's time magic river is becoming faster and faster. One day in the time magic River corresponds to the time outside, but five or six pillars of incense.

As time went by, Luo Chuan devoted himself to the integration of congenital dark patterns in the magic river of time.

After half a month in the magic River, the third primitive dark pattern of Luochuan, together with the former life and death and causal dark patterns, finally showed a faint sign of integration.

Luo Chuan's talent is on the one hand. On the other hand, Luo Chuan has seen countless ways of integration in the great freedom National Highway palace. It's like a Tianmen cultivation script spread out in front of him page by page. It's also like a well-educated teacher who instructs Luo Chuan on how to integrate the congenital dark patterns.

In the process of integrating the congenital dark patterns, Luo Chuan's understanding of the way of Tianmen is also advancing by leaps and bounds, gradually reaching an unprecedented height for him.

Time passed little by little. Soon, three days had passed outside the magic river.

Luo Fu walked out of the magic river of time, stood by the blood pool and waited silently.

There is news from Wang Jue that Taoist Kongkong has refined the pill. Now he is waiting for Luo Chuan to go to Da free country to verify the final result.