Daoist robes were different from ordinary clothes; they had very good stretchability and extensibility, and could be worn as long as you squeezed them a little. In Fatty Luo's view, they were like a girl's breasts; they would always be there if you squeezed them a little.
Dharmaraja used his Innate Lightning to knock out two female cultivators who were passing by and dragged them into an alley. He found a secluded spot and laid the two female cultivators flat on the ground. Then, he took off their clothes.
"It's so tight, Brother Luo, my chest feels so tight! I can't breathe! " Dharmaraja felt like the blue Daoist robe was wrapped tightly around him like a dumpling, and it was very uncomfortable whether it was his chest or his buttocks.
Fatty Luo's situation wasn't much better than Dharmaraja's. "If you feel like you can't breathe, use the Turtle Breathing Spell …"
"Can we do it like this?"
Fatty Luo was silent for a while. "I don't know, but at least after we change our clothes, we won't be tracked by the holy array."
"Now we can think of a way to meet up with Ling Zhenren and the others," Fatty Luo said. "If we run into anyone on the way, I'll have to trouble Brother Dharmaraja to knock them out. Before we find the Master of Immortal Mansion, we should avoid fighting and conserve our strength."
"Lord Jingke should be fine, right?"
"I can't say for now …"
Fatty Luo's first impression was that the eastern branch chief's spirit-subduing flag hadn't been able to restrain Jingke. All of this had just been a game of chess for Ling Zhenren to lure out the Master of Immortal Mansion. But after witnessing the legendary Ice Crystal Holy Array, Fatty Luo had a deeper understanding of Immortal Mansion's heritage … Perhaps this Master of Immortal Mansion had other tricks up his sleeve?
To tell the truth, Fatty Luo was a little worried. "If Lord Jingke is in his complete form, there's nothing to be afraid of at all. But the problem is that he doesn't have a scabbard, and only has a protective layer of sword qi that automatically condenses around him. But from another perspective, since Ling Zhenren is sending Lord Jingke to lure the snake out of its hole, I think he must be confident … "
After Fatty Luo finished speaking, he looked up at the sky. The sky was already completely dark at this time. He could feel the Twelve Stars Palace's array guardian spirits, which had been destroyed earlier, reforming.
"I wonder how Immortal Toya, Cailian Zhenren and Brother Fang Xing are doing …"
Fatty Luo looked at the sky with a profound look in his eyes. Not everyone could withstand the repeated attacks of the 12 Astral Palaces' array guardian spirits. When the next wave of guardian spirits reformed, they would definitely find the other invaders and kill them.
Previously, whether it was Fatty Luo or the others, they had all thought that this trip would be relatively easy. But after entering Immortal Mansion's stronghold, they deeply felt the dangers of Immortal Mansion.
Whether he could survive or not, it all depended on his luck!
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On the other side, after changing into women's Daoist robes, Wang Ling and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal weren't in a hurry to leave. Instead, they searched the palaces of the two female cultivators, Beauty and Discount.
When Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had come in through the space wall earlier, he had already noticed that the bricks and tiles used to build the palaces here weren't ordinary; they were filled with large amounts of spirit energy and had the power to repair themselves.
Bricks with self-recovery ability, what kind of concept was that?
This was equivalent to hiding a Dharmaraja in each brick, and this kind of self-recovery method was even more convenient than Dharmaraja using the godly thunder inheritance to reweld the bricks together.
"Brother Ling, I feel that the Master of Immortal Mansion's identity isn't ordinary." The young man in white frowned and touched the bricks embedded in the stone pillars of the palace. After touching them for less than three seconds, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's hand drew back as if it had been electrocuted.
Just now, he had actually sensed the fluctuations of nomological laws hidden in the bricks, which had wrapped around his finger like a viper and bitten him hard.
"It's actually the power of nomological laws?" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was a little astonished. This meant that the Master of Immortal Mansion's strength was very likely at True Immortal level. But he was a little puzzled: the nomological laws were set up too broadly, to the extent that each brick contained a trace of nomological laws. Even a True Immortal might not be able to set them up like this.
On the side, Wang Ling narrowed his eyes and couldn't help a drop of cold sweat trickling down his forehead.
According to the normal list of realms, only those at True Immortal level could freely use nomological laws. Of course, that didn't rule out the fact that there were a very small number of evildoers who had the strength to use nomological laws before they reached True Immortal level. Comparatively speaking, however, True Immortals could use nomological laws more smoothly.
But to be able to spread the power of nomological laws out like a spider's web … even General Yi would find it difficult to do so.
In Wang Ling's view, this power already surpassed that of True Immortal …
But this probably wasn't the Master of Immortal Mansion's own power. If he had this ability, Jingke would have changed owners long ago, and he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble.
Wang Ling couldn't help sighing in his heart. Sure enough, resolving this matter as soon as possible was the right thing to do.
If things dragged on like this, Immortal Mansion would be a ticking time bomb, and no one could say for sure when it would completely detonate.
He told Grenade-Throwing his thoughts telepathically. After hearing this, the young man in white was blank for a moment. "Brother Ling, are you suspecting that there's another power behind Immortal Mansion? And that this power is directly related to the Master of Immortal Mansion? "
In fact, halfway through Wang Ling's words, the young man in white already had a guess in his heart.
Staring at the stone pillar in front of him, he took a step back. "Brother Ling, do you have a way to extract a brick from this stone pillar?"
"Crack!"
With his eyes fixed on the stone pillar, Wang Ling's fingers instantly turned into claws and directly stuck into the cracks around the brick.
Very quickly, just like Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had felt when he had been electrocuted, he felt the nomological power in the brick attack his fingertips.
Wang Ling frowned as his fingertips felt numb and itchy.
But it was very light, and actually a little comfortable … it was a little like a kissing fish in a hot spring nibbling at his fingertips.
Wang Ling gripped the brick tightly in front of him, and then slowly increased the strength in his hand!
He extracted the brick effortlessly!
"Let me see!" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal didn't dare touch the brick, and could only move closer to take a look. Very quickly, a look of sudden realization appeared on his face. "Sure enough!"
Wang Ling examined the brick carefully. Apart from the nomological laws surging inside and the patterns on its surface, he didn't see anything unusual. But he felt that the patterns on the brick were a little familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before.
"Brother Ling, do you know about familiars?"
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