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Chapter 182: Xuanpao of Masquerade(2/2)

Everything is just to confuse and cover up your own opportunities.

In this way, he spent a whole day.

When everything was finished, he sacrificed it to the flame, and the stripes, paths, and runes were all refined into the robe. Except for the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, everything else was invisible.

It's not over yet, this is just the first step.

Still holding the pen and dipping it in ink, there are still stripes and runes, layer by layer. According to the method, nine layers are needed. There are 9,999 runes alone, let alone

The pattern is much more complicated than drawing a talisman. If there is a mistake, you need to erase it all and start over.

Fortunately, he has a martial spirit and can control it accurately.

"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, but in fact he was very hungry. He was holding a steamed bun, which was delicious, and he was eating without delaying the drawing.

Talents with extraordinary talents are so willful.

Before Feng Wu left, she was also invited to have dinner. During this period, she looked at the attic where Zhao Yun was more than once. She was not sure whether the boy was trying to trick 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 in the family."

Feng Wu smiled politely, deliberately concealing it, not wanting to leak the news. She knew that the identity of the fat old man was not simple. He was probably a member of the Tianzong, the kind who was expelled from the sect, but he only had a name and basically no real power.

Compared to the fat old man, Liu Ruyue's master Yunfeng is an extraordinary elder of Tianzong. Although he is not as good as Zhuge Xuandao in terms of seniority, his power is considerable.

Like Yunfeng, even if he goes to hell, he still has the right to speak.

In this regard, Lao Xuandao and the fat old man cannot compare.

Whoosh!

While he was talking, a ghost suddenly appeared.

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

After that, the scene became a little bloody.

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

"You are so sick!"

When the fat little black man was scolding, Zhao Yun had already fled back to the room.

"His brain is not very normal."

The purple-haired child rubbed his arm. He was also the one who was bled. Who said he had a special bloodline? Not even Xiao Cai Mi and Chi Yan were spared.

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

Ziling murmured softly, not knowing what Zhao Yun was doing in the room.

"Hongyuan's disciple!"

Zhuge Xuandao calmed down. The master was a weirdo, and so was his disciple.

"The last step."

Zhao Yun pressed the nine kinds of blood into nine formations, and for the ninth time used the earth and fire sacrifice to refine it. Every drop of blood was refined into the robe and became invisible.

Waiting for the flames to be collected, the mysterious robe to escape the world is created.

"It's really mysterious!"

Zhao Yun struck the body, and the robe felt warm, with a mysterious aura, especially the Nine Palaces and Bagua, which seemed to be moving all the time.

Even with his heavenly eyes, it is difficult to see through it.

No one should believe that such a small black robe contains a huge universe. It contains an extremely huge formation, nine layers in total. Moreover, it is interlocking and confuses people to peek. It is much bigger than the robe he usually wears.

Much more mysterious.

"Xiu'er, how are you?"

Zhao Yun, covered with a black robe, turned around in a circle.

"Barely...enough to see."

Moon God said calmly, without opening his eyes.

The sentence was barely enough to read, and Zhao Yun was embarrassed when he heard it.
Chapter completed!
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