Seeking immortality in a deceitful way starts by making oneself into a puppet

After He Ping frightened the two of them away with his words, he chose one of them and chased him quickly towards the south. At least one other person is in charge of "Vikara" among the twelve golden generals.

"I originally guessed that this task is not simple. After all, a task that requires the participation of the 'Twelve Golden Generals' cannot be too simple... However, I did not expect that the Xiao family can compete with Daoxuan Qingliu and Wanxiang Sect. The power is involved!”

The people of the Xiao family must have sensed the danger, so they separated and escaped. They prepared "bait" substitutes, either overtly or covertly, to attract the attention of Dongmi's people, and also recruited experts from the cultivation world. , escorting along the way, which is considered thoughtful.

"There is also a message from Yujue. In addition to the people from Daoxuan Qingliu, there are not only masters from Wanxiang Sect, but the Xiao family seems to have also recruited some masters from casual cultivators. Not to mention the connections of the Xiao family, which makes me most surprised. What’s more, Mi Qiluo and six other people among the Twelve Golden Generals seem to be doing something secretly to ensure that this mission of ‘eliminating the roots’ can be carried out smoothly!”

Flying all the way, He Ping squinted his eyes and thought carefully.

Mi Qiluo is a Dao-level master who practices "Ghost Slayer Feigang". Regardless of his cultivation or strength, this person is of no small importance. Such masters are also sent to do things. I am afraid that this "killing of Xiao" involves the temple. power struggle in.

"Forget it, the affairs of the Great You Imperial Court are far away from me. I just need to pretend to be this 'Mashura' and keep this vest..."

He Ping didn't know much about this Yushi Xiao, and this was the first time he heard his name. He didn't care about this person's life or death, or even the lives of more than a hundred members of the Xiao family. He would come out to hunt down the Xiao family, and it would just be a formality.

"But the play still needs to be acted out. It doesn't matter whether things are done well or not, and it doesn't matter whether there are serious consequences! The important thing is to 'perform' as well as possible in front of the superiors... By the way, those two who ran away This individual is actually a disciple of the Wanxiang Sect.”

He Ping had already discovered the whereabouts of these two people before, and guessed that they were disciples of the Wanxiang Sect.

"Remember the Wanxiang Sect? Remember that this sect also has a dharma for entry into the Tao, called "Thousands of Illusions of Vientiane", which ranks 34th among the 36 dharma, which can be said to be at the bottom."

The monks of the Wanxiang Sect practice the righteous method of "Thousands of Illusions of Vientiane". This sect started with talismans and illusions. It emphasizes the way of "impoverishing the knowledge of gods and the harmony of all things". After cultivating to a high level, they can draw the earth into rivers. , Photographing the earth is the mountains, hissing is the cold and heat, spraying is the rain and dew... The true Taoism of all phenomena may not be so powerful, but when it comes to the transformation of reality and illusion, the changes are numerous and should not be underestimated.

When He Ping was halfway through the chase, he discovered that the sickly-looking man, while flying away, also randomly arranged several illusions, turning into figures wrapped in bubble-like crystal balls, running around in all directions.

These illusions are almost as real as they are empty and real, and even with powerful Dharma eyes, it is difficult to see through them.

As for the sickly man, he secretly restrained his aura and moved like a ghost, his figure floating in the air, escaping in the other direction like a ghost.

"What a trick!"

He Ping asked himself, if he had not yet entered the Tao, he would definitely be blinded by these illusions that are difficult to distinguish between true and false, making it difficult to identify the true identity of the other party.

"It's a pity that this kind of illusion and magic is of no use to a Taoist master... At least, in the eyes of a Taoist master, illusions of this level are still far behind!"

He originally chased him with the idea of ​​muddling through. If he could catch someone, it would be fine. If he couldn't, he would find an excuse to fool him. He was not a real "Twelve Golden Generals". The success or failure of Dongmi's plan had nothing to do with him. What else does it have to do with it?

Besides, the people he was chasing were only members of the Xiao family, not Xiao Si'an himself, so there was no need to waste any effort.

However, at this time, he had a brief exchange with this sickly-looking man. He felt that the man's various illusions were miraculous, and he was very happy to see him, so he pursued him all the way.

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"What a tragedy! I don't know where Dongmi got so many masters from. I used my secret 'cloud-changing-mist-illusion technique' to cast all kinds of illusions, but I didn't expect that I still couldn't stop him..."

Akiko suddenly held out an orb, which faintly formed into a mist, covering his whole body. Another gust of wind blew up from under him, carrying him forward in the dense forest. This orb was given by the master, and is called the "Lingyin Pearl".

The Lingyin Bead has the magical effect of invisibility. When shaken, it can release the energy of Yunlan, and it can become invisible when wrapped around the body, making it difficult for others to detect traces.

But this time, his tried-and-true method didn't work. The man was always following him closely, and he couldn't get rid of him no matter what.

Woohoo!

In the dark dense forest, a whirlwind blew up from nowhere. The wind was extremely weird, blowing countless vegetation and dead leaves flying around.

In an instant, I heard a high-pitched voice laughing in the wind.

"Boy, your 'cloud-changing-mist-magic technique' is still a little short of the mark."

In the forest, that gloomy and shrill voice came from all directions, getting closer and shriller from far away.

"If you don't have any other abilities, just stay here for me!"

The last four words, with a long tail sound, are getting longer and longer in the wind.

"Stay..."

"Stay..."

"Leave……"

"bring it on…"

Mingzi's voice suddenly changed, and at that moment, the sharp, thin, colorful voice almost invaded her surroundings only half a foot away.

In horror, there was a buzzing in his ears. He couldn't help but scream. It turns out that the sound that pierces the skull and penetrates the brain, which can shake people's souls, is a sonic offensive that combines the "Blue Bat Mind Technique" with the secret method of the Demon Palace lineage.

Mingzi suddenly flew halfway, and at this moment, she couldn't help but open her mouth and spurt out blood. The demonic sound was extraordinary. His soul seemed to have been pricked by a needle. The orb crackled and made a cracking sound. The mist that had turned into a ball was also shattered, and the body hidden in the void fell involuntarily from the air.

Just behind, a ghostly figure, dragging a long line of yellow smoke, flew close to the ground and chased after him.

"You can't escape, so you can only fight with this evil master."

Mingzi suddenly frowned slightly, holding the baby in one right hand, and with the other hand in his left hand. He turned his hand and raised it. There was a fruit core that seemed to have dried up in the palm of his left hand, and he chanted a curse quickly in his mouth.

"I plant my seed, I plant my tree, it blooms in spring, and harvests its fruit in autumn. The fruit will appear on its own, whatever I want, whatever I want..."

The fruit core moved slightly, and with the pouring of spiritual power, in an instant, it swelled up and turned into a red fruit.

After the fruit is formed, it splits into four petals from the top, and then splits from four petals into eight petals. From the rotten pulp, a low tree grows.

This small tree swayed with its twigs and appeared in the palm of Ming Zitu's hand. This is another secret method of the Wanxiang Sect, called "The Art of Planting Peach and Fruit". The small tree in this palm was born, and a dark wind moved. , countless leaves whirled.

Catalyzed by the sudden burst of light, the small tree swayed. As the power of the soul circulated, the flying leaves hovered in the sky, with runes printed on the green leaves. They flew through the air with a whistling sound, like a gust of wind that stirred up dust and turned into a dense formation of knives, twisting and flying down. The black figure came.

He Ping sneered, and the robe with his right hand moved, and the "Infinite Cloak" draped on his body expanded. The blades that turned into sword charms were sucked into the cloak, and fell into the shadow of the "Infinite Cloak" like flying.

"It's indecent to come back without reciprocating, so I'll give it back to you!"

He shook up the cloak and used the "Transfer Spell" again to "vomit" the sword talisman blades out of the shadow space, setting off a whirlwind-like array of swords, which in turn attacked the Mingzi Tu.

Mingzi suddenly praised "Okay", clasped his hands together, held the small tree in his palm, and then spread it out, and there was another core.

Wow! As soon as the blades of the sword talisman in the sky blew over, they were absorbed by the fruit core. In a blink of an eye, the fruit core swelled again and turned back into a small tree.

"The fruit is the heart, the heart is the fruit, the changes follow the heart, and the response follows me."

He held up the small tree in his palm, and the leaves trembled. In an instant, they turned into thousands of filaments and stabbed into the air, like thousands of arrows and sharp blades, flying towards He Ping.