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

Boom!

Several equally majestic forces collided together, a void collapsed, the stars dispersed, countless void fragments shattered like stardust, and several forces immediately turned into air currents and dispersed in all directions.

Wuyousheng, who looked like a scholar, stood on a cliff with a bamboo flute in his hand, looking up at the sky.

"That good disciple of yours really did something extraordinary. He was able to escape under the siege of so many masters."

A strange shadow flew over and turned into the image of Shadow Lord.

"It doesn't matter."

A line of narration-like text fell down.

“It’s not going to have a big impact on the plan.”

Qingyi Wuyousheng replied to him: "He Ping has never been a more important part of the subsequent arrangements. His existence is like the most variable piece on the chessboard. No matter which side it falls on, it will complicate the situation. "

"This is the trouble with He Pingqi. The more you deliberately target him, the more likely you will be counterattacked by him. The most appropriate way is to avoid him as much as possible, or exclude him from the chessboard."

"Ying Wuji's approach is correct. It is not appropriate to waste too much time on He Ping. The most appropriate policy is to try to push him out of the game. As long as he cannot affect the overall situation or is not in the game, many problems will disappear. Good solution.”

The scholar touched the tassel on the bamboo flute.

"Haha, that's easy to say," Shadow Master sneered: "For example, this time, if multiple parties hadn't joined forces to form an effective constraint, this kid would have almost overturned the chessboard and completely bankrupted our plan."

He added: "I joined forces with the Buddha Mother and the Wutong Demon Lord, but we still let him run away and took away the Supreme Seed of the King of Heaven."

"It's far from total bankruptcy."

The scholar in Tsing Yi gave an explanation.

"Taoist Wujie only obtained the Supreme Seed of Heavenly King. Instead, the real King Wujie took advantage of this opportunity and escaped smoothly. This person is Yue Qingshan, the disciple of Wujie II."

"Oh, so you have found a born king?"

Shadow Lord was greatly surprised.

"Thanks to Ying Wuji, he is now secretly cooperating with a king of the divine court, secretly hiding it from me, and has a conspiracy... Unfortunately, he doesn't know what kind of karma he will end up with if he does this."

When the scholar in green said this, the Shadow Master laughed again.

"Ying Wuji, isn't it just you? The so-called living puppet is essentially your self derived from Wuyou. Isn't it ridiculous that your puppet plots against you?"

"What is self?"

Wuyousheng asked back: "How many times did the bright moon shine on me in the old days? Which one is the true face of me today or me tomorrow?"

"There's no point in playing these wingers."

Shadow Master was too lazy to talk to him.

"I'll just believe you. In short, you are probably responsible for Ying Wuji and Wuyousheng. Of course, you should handle the situation now. Ying Wuji's matter is easy to solve. Anyway, he probably has the handle in your hands." , How should we deal with this guy He Ping?"

"He suffered quite a few injuries."

Wuyousheng had a smile on his lips and acted like a pantomime, without making any sound.

"Buddha Mother, the Five-Tong Demon Lord, and you, are all the top immortals and gods. Even if he has the power given by Emperor You, he finally suffered the power of that huge magical self-destruction, plus you The three people's offensive originally had an advantage, but because of one wrong move, they were put at a disadvantage. "

"He actually still has the strength of two breath intervals left."

Shadow Lord smiled bitterly: "If he tries to explode with all his strength, at least one of me, Buddha Mother, and Wutong Demon Lord will be enough..."

"After missing one move, he was at an absolute disadvantage. Even if he managed to kill two random two of the three strong men, he would still be killed by a third party."

Wuyousheng continued to explain: "Although he should have a backup plan, at that moment, he may be interrupted before he can use it, or he may have already calculated it, so it doesn't make much sense..."

In addition to the three most powerful immortals and gods, Buddha Mother, Wutong Demon Lord and Youdi, there are other masters waiting around the big seal.

He Ping didn't have much time to waste. If he removed the remaining trump cards, several major forces waiting on the periphery would immediately withdraw before he could get out of trouble and not engage in a confrontation with him.

Then, the unlocked trump card (the remaining half of You Emperor's essence and blood) will be completely wasted.

Secondly, if he does not unlock the half drop of essence and blood, the immortals waiting around will take action without hesitation, without even giving him a chance to unlock the essence and blood.

He Ping will be in crisis again, and the other immortal gods also know that his ability is time-limited, and they will not engage in any more sieges, but will only slowly waste time and consume his power.

Originally, this was the plan of the Buddha Mother, the Shadow Lord, and the Five-Tong Demon Lord. They designed to trap him with the "Lotus Mantra of Ten Thousand Lines of Great Compassion, as many as the motes of dust in the ten directions," and slowly exhaust his power.

It's just that God's calculations are not as good as those of humans. He Ping took advantage of this and dragged out the three top gods and gods, and almost plotted against the three major existences.

Fortunately, in the end, He Ping felt that saving his life was more important. He did not fight desperately, but managed to escape using the last two remaining breathing intervals.

He Ping has finally mastered the power of the Second Day Dao and Youdi. His scheming skills are not inferior to those of these scheming ancient gods. The remaining power of the last two intervals, as well as the power of the Second Day Dao With the help of strength, it is not impossible to escape.

In fact, he did it.

However, Wuyousheng believed that He Ping was seriously injured this time.

This injury is serious enough to make him silent for a period of time, at least he will gradually fade away from the world's chessboard.

…

He Ping's will was as ethereal as silk, and he was indeed seriously injured as Wuyousheng determined.

This kind of injury would be difficult to recover from in a normal state.

After all, he was facing off against three powerful immortals and gods, and the power of You Emperor he exerted was lost faster every time he spent time between breaths.

In other words, this battle was always getting weaker with each passing battle, and his enemy's aura became more and more fiery, and his fighting spirit became more and more crazy.

In particular, the explosion of the "Lotus Mantra of Ten Thousand Lines of Great Compassion as Motes of Dust in the Ten Directions" was a heavy blow to him. This power would not seriously harm him, because the power of the ancient Lotus Sect condensed the power of the Lotus Curse of Great Compassion into Ten Thousand Motes of Dust in the Ten Directions. There is something odd about practicing the Lotus Mantra itself.

The power of the explosion turned into majestic Dao dye power in an instant, layer upon layer, endless, spreading out in all directions.

Wherever the Dao dye passes, all light, color, sound, and taste are swallowed up, and as each wave of Dao dye erodes the void, this dark and strange force will distort all matter in the real world.

Whether it's Buddha Mother or the other two masters around her, whether it's the Wutong Demon Lord or another Shadow Lord, they are more or less prepared and have a tacit understanding. On the other hand, he himself has to fight against the other three strong men at the same time. .

In the end, he still lacked a hand, and the opponent caught the flaw and blew up the clone. He Ping had no intention of staying and fighting head-on. He used his last bit of strength without hesitation to try to escape and ascend to heaven.

"I really didn't expect that I would be hurt like this."

He directly reduced his entire consciousness to the size of a dust seed and hid it in a tiny jade-like jade finger.

This jade ring was also condensed with his magic power. After being hurt, he escapes into it and disguises himself as the most inconspicuous thing in the world.

Originally, if the Demonic Puppet City was still there, he could rest in the Demonic City, because the Yuanling boy in the Demonic Puppet City took away the benefits of the Red Fierce Ant Mother and ran away quickly. He also did not join up with the Puppet Demon City.

However, He Ping was not worried at all about the Puppet Demon City. The Yuanling in the Demon City was cultivated by him personally, and his character was extremely vicious. He was good at cheating and cunning, and was full of tricks, so he was not that easy to deal with.

He could vaguely sense that the Puppet Demon City was in good condition, and that the Demon City Yuanling was working with Yun Zhongting, Qu Yingguang and his group.

"The magic city Yuanling's wisdom is not weak, and he has cultivated to the power of a thousand worlds. He also has the power of the second world to shield the secrets of heaven and hide in the turbulent flow of the void. It can be said to be extremely safe."

This was also He Ping's initial arrangement. The Puppet Demon City would leave with Qu Yingguang, Yun Zhongting and others. These people still have some connection with Qi Wugou. Considering Qi Wugou's relationship with the future Shenting, He did have an idea to win over these people.

As long as the Puppet Demonic City is hidden in the void turbulence, even if it encounters some dangers, there are ways to avoid it. It is difficult for even a true immortal to effectively track it.

"However, the most important thing now is to try to restore my original cultivation. I was seriously injured this time, and I have never offended so many powerful enemies in one breath before."

If you have too many lice, you won’t be itchy. If you have too many debts, you won’t have to worry. In this battle, He Ping offended many powerful enemies before he obtained a Supreme Seed of the Heavenly King. It can be said that he gained unparalleled luck.

However, this fate will inevitably bring great crises. Under normal conditions, without unlocking the last half of You Emperor's essence and blood, his strength is only at the level of an average immortal, and he cannot stop so many powerful enemies.

"Ha, I really have many enemies."

He Ping was hiding here, making secret calculations in his heart. He couldn't help but admire himself. After struggling in the spiritual world for so long, his ability to offend people has really grown. Among all the forces in the world, he has offended many people. .

However, he was not particularly afraid, because he was now hugging You Emperor's thigh, as the saying goes, he had his back against the big tree to enjoy the shade. This time he was able to face the group of immortals without falling behind. He was somewhat using the power of Emperor You to gain the upper hand.

His consciousness was a little floating. He must have sealed his spirit in the jade finger for a long time. His consciousness was intermittent. Occasionally he came to his senses and began to radiate his magic power to the surrounding environment.

After about seventy-seven forty-nine days, He Ping's thoughts became more and more active. He Ping's originally somewhat hazy self was basically sober.

However, He Ping, who was in the jade ring, was not in a hurry to come out. He just used his mind to perceive the outside world. After some judgment, he deduced that it was already night in the evening world, there were no clouds in the sky, stars were dotted on the sky, and the moon shone thousands of miles away, making it look particularly quiet and distant.

"Is this a desert?"

Two days later, his consciousness became more active, and he could gradually sense the surrounding scene, and he became more and more convinced that he appeared in a desert, with a bright moon in the cloudless night sky. Under the moonlight, there is an undulating sea of ​​sand.

"The 'Lotus Curse of Great Compassion and Ten Thousand Lines of Motes in the Worlds of Ten Directions' can also move space. It should be that during the fight, the space was constantly reorganized. After I escaped from the trap, the turbulence of the void was torn apart, and it accidentally drifted to Are you here?"

He Ping was not particularly convinced about this. He was seriously injured and could only wake up for a few days in half a day.

Originally, this kind of injury could even be said to severely damage the foundation of Xianji. Fortunately, he was able to use the second path to absorb strange power from the void and slowly repair himself.

The jade ring also shimmered slightly in the night, and a faint fluorescent light gradually formed around it, as if the jade ring was absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.

He Ping was trapped in the sea of ​​sand for several days, and almost every time he woke up during such a quiet night, his finger would emit a circle of fluorescent light in the sand, as if absorbing the bright moonlight.

I don’t know how many days passed, but suddenly a voice shouted: “Look, what is that?”

Several rays of light gradually came closer, and it turned out to be a few casual cultivators.

One of the big men in yellow laughed and said: "The Six Paths Treasure of the Desert Holy City really exists in the world. This object should be a magic weapon."

He waved his right hand, and several rays of spiritual light flew over. It turned out to be a golden-winged flying cicada. It was not known whether it was a Gu insect or a servile spiritual creature. There were spiritual patterns shining up and down, trying to pull the jade that He Ping had in his body. " "Pick" and go.

"Ha, you actually used my jade ring as a magic weapon."

He Ping smiled bitterly.

"But... these casual cultivators are too poor, aren't they? This jade ring finger has some aura at most, so what kind of magic weapon is it? Also, what does the six treasures of the desert holy city mean?"

"nice one."

While he was talking, the big man in yellow had already taken the jade ring, held it in his hand and rubbed it for a while. He caught a glimpse of the runes on it and laughed loudly: "Good stuff! What a treasure!"

As soon as he said these two words, blood splattered in his hand, he screamed, and his five fingers fell to the ground.

The jade ring finger was also caught in a sword light that spun in the air, and the five fingers of the man in yellow's right hand were also cut off by the sword light.

"Be brave, can you touch this thing?"

Swish! Several rays of sword light wandered through the sky, and several figures were flying over in the distance.

"No, it's the Flying Sword Technique of Dazunbao and those sword barbarians."

A casual cultivator shouted and grabbed the big man in yellow.

"Let's go, we can't stay here."

"my darling!!"

The big man in yellow was unwilling to give in, and the treasure he finally found was taken away.

"Why are you so precious? If you're one step later, you won't even be alive!"

While the casual cultivator was speaking, a six-yang leader was swept by the sword light. With a pop, blood spurted out from his neck, and his head was lost on the spot.