In the mining industry, the biggest harvest is not the gold ore, but this golden egg. If she is properly cultivated, she can beat the nine-tailed fairy fox to death. Even if the fierce tiger comes... she will also beat it together.

"Look after you."

Zhao Yun patted the golden egg, turned around and left.

Maybe because he was walking so fast, he didn't notice that there was a small crack on the golden egg that was thinner than a cow's hair. If he listened carefully, he could hear a powerful roar, which must be the mark inside the egg.

Zhao Yun appeared again, already in the shape of a tree with a crooked neck.

With so many talents, Huadu is especially optimistic.

A gold mine in the dark night, another great blessing. To express his gratitude, he read a complete copy of Huadu's memory. After sifting through it, he found no particularly useful secrets.

Then, there is Yan Kang.

During the soul search, Zhao Yun also read his complete memories. He had a lot of romantic affairs, and he had ruined many good women. Even though he looked like a bitch, he was actually a complete scumbag, and he had not committed many crimes.

Shao Shao, anyone who messes with him or his family will basically not end well.

Uh...!

It was Murong and Xue Zhi's turn, both of them groaned.

There are some things in their memories, such as various industries, grievances and grievances between various tribes, and the blood debts caused by trusted ministers in the court. Zhao Yun saw a lot.

All four have one thing in common:

They all looked for Rashomon to assassinate him.

Let's see! Zhao Yun's guess was correct. Every time he left the Tianzong or the Imperial Capital, there were people staring at him. There were people from various factions, as well as Rashomon's killers. Every time he had to work hard to get rid of the pursuers.

"Change you."

Zhao Yun stared at the old ghost Yinshan and used Soul Search again.

Unfortunately, nothing was found. Firstly, it was because the old ghost Yinshan was mentally restrained; secondly, because he was not good at cultivation; thirdly, the soul-searching comprehension was far from enough.

But he is not in a hurry, he will eventually understand it.

He also passed on the soul-searching method to the Mo family and the Zhao family.

On this day, his clone was particularly busy. The memories collected by the main body were shared by the clone. There were many secrets hidden in them. They were all written down and turned into dossiers. Huan Meng and Feng Wu, who were doing intelligence work, had no idea about these.

It's quite interesting and will help strengthen the Demon Family's intelligence network.

Zhao Yun is not idle either: drawing talisman.

The speed with which he drew the talismans made even the great elders gasp in surprise.

It's good to have a martial spirit. No matter if you are a weapon refiner, alchemist, or talisman master, you have innate advantages. The most important thing is Zhao Yun's talent. He seems to be able to learn anything quickly, and his understanding is terrifying.

If he were to know that Zhao Yun was still multi-tasking, he would probably be even more shocked.

"I can't compare." Mako laughed dryly. Without comparison, there would be no harm.

Even he is like this, let alone others.

I don't know when, Orchid came like the wind. Seeing Zhao Yun drawing the talisman, he stopped talking.

"If you have anything to say, just say it." Zhao Yun smiled and drew signs without delaying the chat.

"You still have the antidote..." Youlan said tentatively, "I want to save someone."

Zhao Yun smiled and waved his hands, and the last heart-saving pill flew out.

"Thank you." Youlan raised her hand to accept it, grateful.

"Even if you are free, Rashomon will not let you go." Zhao Yun said leisurely.

The implication of the words is obvious: be careful in everything.

Youlan smiled brightly, turned and left.

Zhao Yun closed his eyes and dipped his pen in ink again.

However, when he finished this stroke, he stopped there and couldn't hold the pen anymore. His hand was shaking a little. His face, which was originally full of glory, instantly turned pale, and his majestic energy and blood also sank.

puff!

After standing still for a moment, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

When Youlan heard this, she turned around and went back.

"Don't come here."

Zhao Yun roared low and held his head with both hands. Veins were exposed on his forehead and his eyes were blood red. The strangest thing was that there was a strange curse line between his eyebrows, which seemed to be looming for a moment.

Maybe it was so painful that he couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion.

For a vague moment, he saw the Moon Goddess again in his consciousness. She fell from nothingness, her soul was almost transparent and scarred. After staggering, she rushed into the misty sky again with her sword.

"Hold your heart."

It was also in this blurry moment that he seemed to hear the words of the Moon God.
Chapter completed!