When Beitangxing thought of this possibility, he couldn't sleep even more, and thoughts flashed through his mind.

And these thoughts, without exception, are all related to Lu Houer.

"Yes, I am now in Yanzhou, too far from Yujing City, and my martial arts skills are far less than Meng Zhao's. In addition, I can't do anything when I was watched by that bald donkey.

Perhaps mastering a secret power can be used by yourself and breaking the embarrassing situation today.”

You are not free, so your own ideas and plans require external forces and others to help you realize it.

Judging from the current situation, Lu Houer is a very good candidate.

First, the other party's status is very low. This low does not refer to his position in the martial arts world, but to his position in the entire land of China. The leader of a mere gang is indeed an ant-like figure. Compared to his identity as a prince, how different is the world of heaven?

There is still a big gap between the temples in the high martial world.

Secondly, Lu Houer is very ambitious, which can be seen from the fact that he went to Lishou Mountain to try to get opportunities.

Meng Zhao's existence only relies on power to suppress the other party. If someone throws out an olive branch, Lu Houer will not be moved.

Third, it is also what Beitangxing values ​​most now. As the leader of a gang, Lu Houer has a very good manpower, which is incomparable to those mavericks with high martial arts skills.

In addition, the phoenix-body woman is probably also acquainted by Lu Houer, so she can live in the Lu Family Manor, which highlights her status.

With a flash, Beitangxing jumped up from the bed, tidied up his clothes, and was about to go out to find Lu Houer. Suddenly, he realized that his behavior was limited now, and that dead bald donkey had great martial arts skills, which was rare in the world. He was afraid that his every move would not be hidden from the other party.

In this case, perhaps the bald donkey turned his head and told Meng Zhao that he would ruin his major affairs.

I must think of a way to hide myself, at least try to recruit Lu Houer, so that I cannot be known by the dead bald donkey and Meng Zhao.

Of course, it is impossible to rely on Beitang to practice his own methods. His martial arts are only innate. Even with the guidance of Monk Huikong these days, there is no substantial breakthrough. At least there is no possibility of breakthrough from the level of a master.

Even if it is a master warrior, it is difficult to hide the attention of a powerful man from the heavenly being.

Therefore, external forces must be used.

As the son of the great emperor of the dynasty, Beitangxing’s most deficiencies is its foundation and trump card.

After thinking for a while, Bei Tangxing reached out and pulled out a long hair from his temples. He turned around the tip of his right fingers and circled it into a simple shape of a villain.

Then he calmly bit his right index finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and fell into the shape of a little man made of long hair.

The two are integrated, and Beitangxing used some secret method, which actually makes blood and long hair blend perfectly together.

It makes the long black hair bright red, and the shape of the little man made of long hair also looks gloomy and weird.

This is not the end. The next moment, Beitangxing opened his right hand and stretched and stretched his five fingers, as if he was grabbing something. As time passed, a ray of purple gas slowly gathered in the palm of his right hand, and finally turned into a round ball.

It seems like a means to materialize the true qi and gather it, but in fact, it does not take such a lot of trouble to gather true qi with the martial arts of Beitang. This purple ball is actually another extremely high power.

The moment the purple ball appeared, the bright red-haired villain actually felt something stimulated, spontaneously jumped up and fell into the purple ball in one leap.

Soaked in the purple ball for a while, it was originally just a form of a little man made of long hair. It gradually began to use long hair as the bones, and flesh and fascia to grow. After a few breaths, it turned into a little man who was almost exactly the same as Beitangxing.

The only difference is that this little man is probably the size of his index finger in Beitangxing. Even if he is lifelike, he cannot distort the real one.

This is a secret method of false shape collected by the royal family's inner treasury. It can create a substitute doll that is exactly the same as your own aura through part of your body, such as nails, hair, combined with blood, and a wisp of life-generating power.

This secret method was created by Taoism in the Middle Ages. It was formed to pretend to die and avoid the world, and to replace oneself to endure the curse of evil Taoism. It is a high-end application of martial arts and Taoism.

The focus is not on blood or part of the body, but on the power of creation.

This kind of power involves the existence of Taoist fruit, and at least it can only be learned by celestial beings.

Beitangxing himself definitely did not have such a method, but he was born in the royal family and had his own secret treasures, so he temporarily extracted some of them to use this false form technique.

In terms of breath alone, there is no difference between villains and Beitangxing, and even strong people in heaven are unlikely to notice an abnormality.

Of course, this is also the point where Beitangxing is smart, using powerful warriors to value spiritual awareness, and even more so than his ears.

There is a saying that the eyes can be deceived, and the voice can be deceived, but the soul cannot.

However, being too superstitious about the mind and disregarding your ears and ears will often suffer backlash.

The secret Taoist method of false form originates from this.

You can see the truth and the false at a glance, but if you use spiritual awareness and spiritual perception, it will be seamless and you will never be able to detect it.

It is precisely because of the overly confident hearts of some people.

Beitang did not stop until he was foolproof, but instead placed the villain on the pillow of his bed and separated the quilt from a human body shape, as if someone was resting.

Then, he gently used his skills, and a strong wind flowed around the room, moving up and down, blowing out all the lanterns, and the whole room was also in the darkness where he could not see his fingers.

Beitangxing's own aura slowly disappeared, and eventually seemed to blend with the entire world, regardless of each other, and the hidden skills were also top-notch, which at least ensured that Monk Huikong could not be separated.

Of course, this is not his own ability.

He also used his own secret treasure to block his own breath.

In another room, Monk Huikong sat in a cross-legged position, with the wisdom and Buddha light behind his head forming a series of colorful apertures, almost the same as the Buddha.

Suddenly, his eyes opened, and in the darkness, it seemed like two white lightning was passing by.

A trace of doubt appeared in his eyes, and then he calmed down and continued to immerse himself in his practice.

As he exists like his realm and soul, he no longer needs sleep to rest. Daily meditation and practice can restore energy and energy than deep sleep.

Huikong did not notice that these small actions of Beitangxing were just a warning of the sympathy of the gods and gods.

But he didn't take it seriously.

First of all, he did not take Beitangxing seriously, so he naturally would not keep an eye on it so tightly.

Secondly, he was immersed in his practice, his soul wandered in the sea of ​​void, and endless insights flowed in his heart.
Chapter completed!