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Chapter 281 Shaoyu's blood

Jiang Xi was about to get up and come out.

"Wait." She felt something was wrong.

——The Zhoutian star plate is the supreme divine object of the Jiang clan. It looks exactly the same as the things in the box in her hand, but the breath should not be like this.

When you see the Zhoutian star plate for the first time, you will subconsciously feel worship, looking up, or even feeling insignificant, but you will not feel the desire to take it for yourself!

Because this is a divine object, a divine object that cannot be touched except the witch master!

When she saw the Zhoutian star plate in the box, she had no other feelings except to sigh. The only thought in her mind was its exquisiteness and gorgeousness.

...This is not right.

Jiang Xi knew that time was tight and there was no room for her to doubt this and that. But she was still worried. She wanted to temporarily put the box containing the Zhoutian star plate on the ground, and then took out a small glass bottle from her arms.

The glass that creates the bottle is crystal clear, and the diamond-shaped patterns make the exquisite glass exude a faint glow.

In the bottle, through the blurred and hazy glass, you can vaguely see a cloud of red mist floating, like life, rolling in the bottle with vitality.

This is the divine blood of the last witch master, Shaoyu's witch master!

——The witch master is in the throne of God, and is no longer an ordinary mortal, but has entered the realm of God with one foot.

The body is the ordinary body, and the heart is the spirit and mind.

The blood of the witch master is no longer ordinary blood, but spiritual divine blood.

Jiang Xi experienced it in his previous life so he knew that as a witch master, he could not be injured easily, and bleeding is a serious injury to their vitality. Every drop of blood from the witch master is precious. A drop of blood is enough to make the grass leaves flourish, a drop of blood can relieve all poisons, and a drop of blood can restore the injured.

The witch master's divine blood is something more precious than the flesh of Tang Monk.

Before the death of the Shaoyu Witch Lord, a batch of divine blood was left behind, most of which were used up during the division and turmoil that lasted for thousands of years. To this day, the elder Nansang has a total of five drops of divine blood on his hands.

He handed two of them to Jiang Xi and brought Chang'an.

The bottle on Jiang Xi's hand is one of them.

"I can't feel the breath of the Zhoutian Star Disk now, but the divine blood of Shaoyu Witch Lord is absolutely fine." Jiang Xi carefully opened the glass bottle and brought it close to the Zhoutian Star Disk.

The divine blood will sense the real Zhoutian star chart and will automatically float.

But the divine blood in the glass bottle was silent, like a little doll who was indifferent to the outside world, playing around on its own, while the so-called Zhoutian star plate was not at all attractive to it.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Xi's heart suddenly sank.

"This Zhoutian star chart is actually fake..."

She murmured, unable to believe it.

As she was instantly shaking, the divine blood in the glass bottle suddenly swayed, like a little doll jumping around happily. At the same time, the Zhoutian star plate in the box also trembled.

This movement made Jiang Xi withdraw from his emotions and looked at the Zhoutian star plate in the box in a striking and suspicious manner.

Could it be that the judgment just now was wrong, is this the real Zhoutian star chart?

Jiang Xi couldn't figure it out for a moment.

An imitation of insects came from outside the tent.

It was Afu's voice, and she was reminding the master old lady that she was about to come back.

Time is tight, but Jiang Xi cannot tell whether the Zhoutian star plate in the box is true or false.

At this moment, the divine blood in the glass bottle rolled again, and the Zhoutian star plate, which was unknown in the box, began to light up a thin light along the lines. The light was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, as if an old man in his twilight years might be extinguished at any time.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Xi was sure that this was definitely not the Zhoutian star plate! It was a imitation!

With a clanging sound, the star lights lit up on the pseudo-circular star plate gradually gathered together, and finally closed into a small star, floating above the pseudo-circular star plate, and also extracted all the breath inside it.

In Jiang Xi's eyes, the pseudo-circular star plate that was originally radiant from the light seemed to have been pulled away from all the energy and spirit, and suddenly became dull. The golden plate was still a golden plate, and the gems were still gems, but it was completely different from the aura just now.

Before Jiang Xi could think deeply, he heard another reminder from Afu.

The old lady is so close!

It was too late - Jiang Xi didn't bother to think about what the little starlight drawn by the divine blood was, and she packed up the things in an orderly manner.

At this moment, the starlight suddenly jumped up and crashed into Jiang Xi's eyebrows!

Jiang Xi shook his body and almost fainted on the spot!

...

The old lady who was walking in the wind, was led to go further and further by her secret opponent, and finally noticed something was wrong.

She turned around and evacuated and returned to Jiang E's tent.

There was peace in the tent.

Jiang E and her maid were both sleeping heavily, and there was no other breath in the tent.

The old lady was not careless and walked to the box containing the treasure to check it out.

The thing was still there, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The old lady closed her eyes and calmed down, and turned into a sculpture and remained motionless.

...

Jiang Xi stumbled and was helped into the tent by Afu.

She pressed her bloated temple and sat on the couch with her hands. She closed her eyes and rested for a while before she felt that the drowsiness in her head gradually faded away. Jiang Xi knew that this was the side effect of the starlight entering her eyebrows, but why did the starlight enter her head and what other effects would have after entering? Jiang Xi did not notice it for the time being.

Soon, Jixing, with a little heavy step, quietly entered the tent.

"Jiulang, cough cough." Ji Xing pressed his chest to his dullness, "Are you okay?"

Jiang Xi shook his head, "Did you fight with that old nanny?"

Ji Xing nodded guiltily, "I am not her opponent for the time being."

Jiang Xi didn't think anything was there and comforted him a few words.

"It's only for the time being that the loss is not good. Jiulang, believe me." Ji Xing suddenly looked up, and there was a raging fire burning in his eyes.

He had a premonition that the shackles that were shaking the power in his body were already shaking. It would not take long before he could completely break free. His strength would be stronger than the other way!

"Where is Mr. Song Xu?"

As soon as Jiang Xi finished speaking, Song Xu also arrived quietly.

"The ending is over, so don't worry about it next." He said after entering.

In the action tonight, the four of them had their own tasks. Ji Xing was agile and flexible in his charge of attracting the old nanny, Jiang Xi was responsible for approaching the Zhoutian star plate, Afu specifically kept watch for Jiang Xi, while Song Xu was experienced and was responsible for the finals of the entire activity to avoid any trouble and doubting them.

Now, everything is still going well.

Only a little bit-

"Where is the star plate? Have you obtained it?" Song Xu looked around and did not find the target. He suddenly felt that his premonition was not good, and his face darkened, "Have we failed?"

"It cannot be said to be a failure." Jiang Xi said while adjusting his breathing, "Because from the beginning of this action, there will be problems with our goals."

"What's the meaning?"

"That Zhoutian star chart...is fake."

Song Xu was shocked.

"How could it be fake? Didn't the Princess of Yongcheng Hou see that Princess Qingle Ye Lu cried and got this thing from Empress Dowager Meng? We finally got clues, why... it would be fake?"

The hope that I finally got was shattered, and it felt really uncomfortable.

Jiang Xi could fully understand what Song Xu thought. After all, for the Jiang clan of Dayun, the Zhoutian star plate was something that had been waiting for Jiang Jin for thousands of years.

But facts are also facts-

"The Zhoutian Star Disk is just a shell and an imitation. I tested it with the divine blood of the Shaoyu Witch Lord, and there was no expected reaction. Well, no, this Zhoutian Star Disk is not completely an imitation. It has some subtle changes. I suspect... a trace of divine gold was added when this imitation was made."

"After listening to you, I think your guess is reasonable." Song Xu frowned, "But if the astrological sign in Princess Qingle's hand was a fake, then you must have seen the authentic ones before you can create a fake one."

Jiang Xi pressed his temple tiredly and nodded, "This is what I guess. This imitation is too similar. Every Wuwen carving is like flowing water. Without a real reference to the celestial plate of the sky, it is impossible to obtain the essence of it."

"But what is the light entering your body? Since it is condensed by divine blood, will it be harmful to your body?"

Hearing Song Xu's words, Ji Xing and Afu both showed a worried expression.

"I guess now that it is because the imitation was once placed with the real Zhoutian star plate, so it was contaminated with the aura of the Zhoutian star plate." But why the aura of the Zhoutian star plate entered her body, Jiang Xi was still puzzled by this.

"Do you have any other feelings?"

"This is not."

Song Xu breathed a sigh of relief. It would be fine if he didn't find the Zhoutian star plate. If there was something wrong with Jiang Xi's body, then he would be really to blame.

"Since this imitation was obtained by Princess Qingle from Empress Dowager Meng, will the real Zhoutian star plate still be in the hands of Empress Dowager Meng?"

Jiang Xi also felt that this was possible.

"I thought it was strange before that Empress Dowager Meng has always been tough and never agree to the other party's request just because anyone cries. She will only be even more disgusted, even if this person is her daughter. In addition, the relationship between Empress Dowager Meng and her daughter, Princess Qingle, cannot be regarded as close as a real mother and daughter." Song Xu said while rubbing his chin.

Jiang Xi nodded and said, "I also have this doubt. Will this Zhoutian star plate be a bait released by Queen Mother Meng? She was fishing with Ye Lu's hand."

Song Xu slapped his thigh and said excitedly, "Yes! You guessed it too right! This is the style of Queen Mother Meng! Wait, she uses the Zhoutian star plate as bait, so who are she fishing for? Are we Jiang clan?"

Song Xu took a deep breath. Could it be that the Queen Mother of Dayun knew the existence of the Jiang clan? She also deliberately used the Zhoutian star plate to attract them to the bait? This is not a kind-hearted bait!

"Not necessarily. Don't you think it's strange that Ye Lu specially brought this fake Zhoutian star plate to him to participate in this winter hunt?"

"It seems to be..."
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