Absolute control over the start, I will develop my own immortality

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

Zhou Ming sat cross-legged in the courtyard, closing his eyes to relax.

for a long time.

Just opened his eyes.

"Didn't you come? That's fine. I'm really worried that he will ignore the sect's regulations and come to take action. In this case, I'm afraid I will have to leave the Qingye Sect."

"It seems that the sect's regulations are still a bit of a deterrent in his mind..."

"I also want to say it's a pity. I originally planned to try it out to see how powerful the foundation-building magic is."

There is a very special power flowing in Zhou Ming's body.

This power is the magic power formed by Zhou Ming's fusion of his own spiritual power and spiritual power.

As soon as he relaxed at this moment, this magic power immediately decomposed and turned into ordinary spiritual power and mental power.

Spiritual power blends into other spiritual powers.

The spiritual power returns to the ancestral aperture between the eyebrows, and by the way, the ancestral aperture between the eyebrows that has been opened is closed again.

"Sure enough... no!"

"It is possible to forcibly fuse mana with the power of absolute control. However, once I withdraw the will of absolute control, this fusion will directly fail!"

Zhou Ming knew that this kind of integration was not a real breakthrough and would not last long.

He cannot always use the power of absolute control to suppress spiritual and spiritual power.

There was always a time when he took a break and took a nap.

These two forces are like two magnets of the same sex, repelling each other. Even if someone forces the two magnets together, they will separate immediately as long as they let go.

"The foundation-building method described by Bai Yuezhu can only be said to be her, or the foundation-building method in the eyes of most people! Facts have proved that in the process of foundation-building to form mana, there should be a third type The power exists!”

"This power is like a kind of glue that firmly sticks the two powers together... No, it should be said to be a fusion agent that fuses the two powers together!"

But what is this third force?

Even Bai Yuezhu, who had already established the foundation, didn't know, so how could Zhou Ming know?

"Perhaps, I need to cultivate myself to that level and take a foundation-building pill before I can understand..."

Under the moonlight, Zhou Ming decided to put this problem aside for the time being and began to practice.

But the other person under the moonlight had no such mood at all.

puff!

A mouthful of blood was spurted out and sprinkled on the ground.

Under the moonlight, the blood could not be seen to be scarlet, only pitch black.

Henry Zhang took out a bottle of pills and hurriedly drank one. He used his spiritual power to dissolve the pills. He felt the recovery of injuries in his body and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bai...Bai Xuange..."

There was a trace of fear in Henry Zhang's eyes.

They are not only afraid of the other party's powerful strength, but also afraid of the other party's identity.

Having stayed in the Qingye Sect for decades, he knows better than anyone else the strict hierarchy of the Qingye Sect.

Outer sect, inner sect, elder, leader.

However, this is only a superficial level. Under this surface, there is another division of status levels hidden.

Ordinary disciples and... people from the Bai family!

As a disciple of the inner sect, Henry Zhang worships the foundation-building monk as his teacher, and his status is not low.

He is not afraid of ordinary people from the Bai family.

But within the Bai family, there are also status differences.

Concubine comes out.

Direct descendant.

Very different.

That Bai Xuange was a direct descendant of the Bai family!

Henry Zhang was really terrified after provoking such a person. He was afraid that tomorrow morning, he would see his master appear in front of him and say that he wanted to clean up the house.

"A direct descendant of the Bai family... No, I still have a way out!"

He hurried to a courtyard in the city, stepped into the courtyard, and shouted loudly.

"Junior Brother Bai, Junior Brother Bai!"

The courtyard was somewhat quiet, with no one in sight.

Although it was night at this time, it was not the time for the attendants to sleep.

Henry Zhang did not feel strange at all, and walked directly into the main hall, only to see dozens of attendants standing like puppets in the hall, their eyes wide open, and a dark purple light emerged.

This light also drifted out from their eyes and fell into the eyes of another man, dyeing his eyes a dark purple color.

As soon as Henry Zhang came in and saw this scene, before he could be surprised, he saw a pair of purple eyes.

His movements froze for an instant, his eyes also glowed with purple light, and the anxious expression on his face disappeared instantly, turning into a puppet-like person.

"You guys go back..."

Bai Xingge said.

"Yes……"

Everyone responded and turned away like puppets.

Bai Xingge put away the purple light in his eyes and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, why are you so panicked?"

The purple light in Henry Zhang's eyes also faded, and his calm expression instantly turned panicked, saying: "Junior Brother Bai, save me!"

As he spoke, it was as if what he just saw didn't exist at all.

When he left the courtyard, there was no trace of panic on his face, but he was calm and composed.

Because Bai Xingge has promised to help him stop Bai Xuange's matter.

As they are both direct descendants of the Bai family, this matter is relatively simple.

"But the reason why I am in trouble today is all because of...Zhao Xuan!"

Henry Zhang gritted his teeth.

Bai Xuange beat him personally, but he didn't dare to resent him.

Zhao Xuan didn't do anything to him at all, but he gritted his teeth and wanted to take revenge.

But regarding the matter of Bai Xuange, Henry Zhang was a little worried and did not dare to take action within the sect.

Outside the sect... Because of the Talisman Master Association incident, he was banned by his master for three years. He was not allowed to leave the sect for three years.

However, his network of contacts was extremely broad, and he quickly contacted a gang called "Black Hand Killer" outside the sect.

This is a professional killer group with guaranteed performance.

Half a month later, Henry Zhang inquired and found out that Zhao Xuan was still not dead. He couldn't help but feel angry secretly and sent a letter asking about the black-hand killer.

The Black Hand Killer was also aggrieved and wrote back: "We have sent people to keep an eye on him in three cities. For half a month, we haven't seen anyone. How can we kill him?"

After Zhang Xuan saw the letter, he sent someone to inquire and found out that Zhao Xuan had never left the sect in the past half month.

"Tmd! How can this guy be so patient!"

But he couldn't wait any longer, so he immediately sent someone to devise a plan to trick Zhao Xuanyu out of the sect.

As a result of this investigation, it was discovered that Zhao Xuan had few acquaintances outside and few friends within the sect.

The one with a good relationship is a character with a very deep background!

Even if you want to deceive, there is no way to contact him.

"Damn it! I don't believe I can't kill him. Let the Black Hand be patient and keep an eye on him!"

The Black Hand Killer was also very happy and replied: "You can do this, but keeping an eye on people for you will consume manpower and time, so... you have to pay more!"

Add money, add money!

Does Henry Zhang still lack some spiritual stones?

Another month passed like this, Henry Zhang asked: "Then why is Zhao Xuan not dead yet?!"

"They haven't left the sect at all, how can we kill them?"

The person who was killed by the Black Hand was also a little anxious while waiting, and the tone of his reply was not very good.

Henry Zhang had no choice but to continue to add money and let the black-handed killer continue to wait.

The temperature is dropping and winter is coming.

On the day of the Chinese New Year, Henry Zhang invited a large number of people to have a meal. After they were full of wine and food, he suddenly thought: "Is Zhao Xuan not dead yet?"

He didn't write to the Black Hand to inquire, but directly sent someone to inquire. As expected, Zhao Xuan hadn't left the house in the past few months.

Helpless, he paid Mafia a wave of wages without saying anything.

In a blink of an eye, winter is getting warmer, the weather is getting hotter, and summer is coming.

Henry Zhang finished practicing one day and was admiring the moon at night. Suddenly he slapped his forehead: "Zhao Xuan is not dead yet!"

But no one was sent to investigate. At the beginning of the month, another wave of wages was paid to the mafia killer.

It's snowing heavily and it's winter again.

Henry Zhang invited a few friends to enjoy the snow and said nothing.

But his subordinates have become accustomed to paying the mafia killers wages as usual.