The villains all look the same [Quick Transmigration]

Just as Yan Xiaoyun unlocked the door of the practice room, Jian Shuangsheng jumped out first, but was pulled back by the protagonist.

Outside the door, Wan Yiyi was sitting on a high platform where treasure chests were piled up, biting her thumb, and seriously reading a heavy book.Ahri was lying on her knees, gnawing on a large piece of amber, and a lifelike kingfisher was wrapped in the yellow amber.

"You guys are coming out!" Wan Yiyi raised her head to welcome them back to the team, "Why is your cutie face so red?"

Jian Shuangsheng fanned himself, it's hot, hot!

Yan Xiaoyun chuckled and scratched his palm.Jian Shuangsheng shook his hands in shame, but did not.

"You guys are pretty fast." Master Xianyu came out of the practice room next door, looked at Yan Xiaoyun and Jian Shuangsheng with a smile, and asked winkingly, "How is it? Have you used it?"

"Thank you, real person, for your help." Yan Xiaoyun thanked with a smile.

Jian Shuangsheng realized it a step too late, turned into anger from embarrassment, and stared at Master Xianyu viciously: You are such a real person, I misjudged you!

Seeing that everyone has arrived, Wan Yiyi closed the book and jumped off the high platform, "I checked when you entered, there are three directions to go here, which one to go?"

The bronze door that came in disappeared. Except for the wall with the practice room, there was an opening on each of the other three walls, which connected to the corridor and led to different directions.

Yan Xiaoyun felt the direction of the call, and he led Jian Shuangsheng to the corridor in that direction.

"So what attracts you is a certain thing, not this place?" Xianyu real person analyzed, he tried to probe with his spiritual sense, and found that he could only probe within two feet of his body, and could not penetrate the wall.

"Could it be the corpse of the Immortal Emperor?" Wan Yiyi rubbed her hands excitedly, "You can see with your own eyes what the legendary Immortal Emperor looks like."

This corridor was clean and plainly decorated, and there were many forks, but Yan Xiaoyun was not disturbed at all, and walked along a corridor.

Wan Yiyi followed behind, wondering: "Why are there all corridors, and there is no room at all?"

"This is the passage for the servants to transport their goods, not the main corridor." Yan Xiaoyun explained.

Jian Shuangsheng was surprised and asked him with his eyes.

"I..." Yan Xiaoyun recalled with a frown, "I have an impression, I walked here."

Um?Jian Shuangsheng immediately imagined, could it be that he is not a descendant of the former emperor, but the reincarnation of the immortal emperor?

Immortal Xianyu also made the same guess, and turned his head to observe Yan Xiaoyun in awe.

However, unlike the guess, the end of the corridor is not a tomb, but a room similar to a showroom.Around the room were more than a dozen jars of different sizes, filled with pale yellow liquid.There is a person in the middle of each jar, young and old, with their eyes closed tightly, lifeless.

Jian Shuangsheng felt that this place was very similar to the cultivation room that appeared in comics and sci-fi movies. Experimental subjects were kept in cultivation tanks. It was not a place for doing good things at first sight.

In particular, there is a culture tank in the middle that is bigger than the other tanks. It is also filled with light yellow culture fluid, but it is empty inside.The surrounding jars are marked with numbers, and there is no number in the middle, but the words "perfect sacrifice, made in Hongli 3000 years" are written as a mark.

Sounds familiar, where did you hear it?Jian Shuangsheng tried hard to remember.

Yan Xiaoyun has been frozen in place since he entered this room, and the jar in the middle is what has been calling him.He found that he remembered this place, this house, and this Immortal Emperor's Mausoleum. He even walked through it step by step, starting from the jar in front of him.

"Xiao Yun, why do these guys look a bit like you?" Wan Yiyi tilted her head to study the surrounding bodies in the culture fluid, "But they seem to have no life, just dolls."

Yan Xiaoyun remembered that the aisles he took before were not transporting any goods, but - him.

He had just been created when he first became sane, and he was stuffed into a culture tank, and the culture fluid was warm and comfortable.He vaguely heard the voice of a young child, "Immortal Immortal, this time it's perfect! It's almost exactly like you."

The immortal who was called went around the culture tank a few times, and nodded with satisfaction, "It's perfect, as expected, it took half of my blood to make it, so that boy Zhenling will be satisfied!"

"The Immortal Master Zhenling is really picky, and asked us to make so many." Xiantong complained.

The puppet is the Immortal Emperor in the form of a young man, whose appearance is exactly the same as that of the Immortal Emperor back then.Xiantong had never seen it before. He was admiring the puppet in the cultivation jar intently, and suddenly stuck it on the jar, asking in horror, "Immortal Immortal, did he move?"

"How can the puppet move?" The immortal didn't even look at it, and directed the fairy boy to pick up the cultivation jar and prepare to send it to the formation made by the fairy master Zhenling.

The Immortal Emperor and the Immortal Lord are two immortals who ascended from the Lower Realm. Different from others, they are thinking about their descendants and clansmen living in the Lower Realm.When Xianjun Zhenling discovered that the lower realm was showing signs of collapse due to the loss of spiritual power, he hurried to discuss with the emperor and asked him to cooperate with him in casting spells to save the common people in the lower realm.

After hearing this, the Immortal Emperor looked like you were teasing me, "You want me to sacrifice myself to save the common people?"

"No, no, no," Xianjun quickly explained, "You don't need to go in person, you just need to be a clone."

"I don't have a clone." The Immortal Emperor shrugged, expressing his powerlessness.

Xianjun handed him a recipe, "Use your blood to make a puppet."

Because the immortals who had already ascended could not go down to the lower realm, the Immortal Lord Zhenling later used the excuse of the need for the formation to deceive the emperor's palace, transform it into a formation eye, put it in the lower realm, and let the palace draw the formation instead of himself , and release the spell at the right time.

"Let's come up with a name!" When Fang Xiandi's palace entered the lower realm, Zhenling Xianjun asked the Xiandi enthusiastically, "How about Xiaoyun Palace? Use your name."

"You changed my precious palace into this rubbish, it looks like a tomb!" Immortal Emperor Xiaoyun snapped back angrily, "Don't ruin my name."

"Oh." Xian Jun nodded, waved his hand and named the palace the Immortal Emperor Mausoleum, and threw it into the lower realm.

Immortal Emperor Xiaoyun: "..."

Everything is going according to plan, and the Mausoleum of the Immortal Emperor is flying according to the predetermined orbit, drawing the formation.There are even a few treasures reserved in the Immortal Emperor's Mausoleum, ready to be extracted and used by the descendants of the Immortal Monarch and the Immortal Emperor after the spell is cast and fall on the ground.

The only thing that the Immortal Emperor miscalculated was that during the process of making the puppet, a ray of immortal soul was accidentally mixed in, which made the puppet used as a sacrifice open to sanity.

Except for the time when it was just finished, it was thousands of years later when the doll actually woke up.He only got a ray of fairy soul, without any memory, like a newborn baby, ignorant and fearless, full of curiosity about the surroundings.He dug out the cultivation jar and wandered aimlessly in the Immortal Emperor's Mausoleum.

After a long time, finally one day, he ran to the gate of the Immortal Emperor's Mausoleum.The guard outside the door was just a puppet, who couldn't tell the difference between the Immortal Emperor and the puppet. Feeling the blood of the Immortal Emperor, he directly opened the door and let him go.

He is just a puppet, a replica of an immortal emperor.He had no cultivation, just like a mortal, he fell from the sky and happened to land on the foggy mountain.

At that time, his master was not the head of the Wushan sect. He heard the noise and came out to investigate, and found the young man who fell dizzy.

"What's your name?" He asked the boy after he woke up.

The boy's mind is still not sound at the moment, and he is slow to respond to questions. It took him a long time to think of a name, "Xiaoyun."

He found that the young man's body is extremely sensitive to spiritual power and is very suitable for cultivation.After he asked the young man that he didn't remember anything and had nowhere to go, his eyes rolled and he started thinking.

With such a top-notch talent, if he can become his disciple, it will definitely be very helpful for him to become the master in the future.

Thinking of this, he made up his mind and invited the young man, "You follow me to practice and become my great apprentice,"

This was the first person the boy met. He didn't understand anything, so he nodded blankly in agreement.

"Uh..." The newly recognized master frowned worriedly, the young man is so talented, the possibility of being cut off is a bit high, so he made preparations in advance, "In the future, add a surname before your name, call it Yan Xiaoyun, just say it's me A distant relative of mine came to see me specially."

Jian Shuangsheng remembered where he heard this word, the two monks chatting at the gate of Luoyang City, they called the protagonist the perfect sacrifice.

He realized that he had guessed the plot wrong.Yan Xiaoyun is not a descendant or reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor, he was originally made as a sacrificial offering.

This, this is too much!

Jian Shuangsheng was aggrieved on behalf of the protagonist, and his favorability with the immortal emperor whom he had not met plummeted to negative.He felt the protagonist trembling, and he couldn't comfort him, so he took a step forward and hugged Yan Xiaoyun from behind.

It's okay, it's okay, you are the protagonist, not a sacrifice.He strokes the protagonist, expecting to show his support through gestures.

Yan Xiaoyun quickly turned around and hugged him, then let him go and turned his back, not wanting him to see his fragility.

It was Yan Xiaoyun who held Jian Shuangsheng before, but now it is Jian Shuangsheng who holds Yan Xiaoyun.The two stood next to the culture jar in the middle, staring at the empty jar in silence.

Wan Yiyi and Immortal Xianyu looked at each other in shock, and ran to study other jars at the same time, without saying a word, as if they had developed a strong interest in the semi-finished products in the cultivation jars.

The only sound left in the room was the sound of Ahri gnawing on the amber.

Jian Shuangsheng felt that the protagonist couldn't let his thoughts go wild, so he reckoned that he should find a pen and paper and write down his thoughts for him.

Maybe Wan Yiyi will be there, he let go of his hand and ran to find Wan Yiyi.

A pair of hands suddenly stretched out from the middle of the solid wall, covered Jian Shuangsheng's mouth, and dragged him through the wall.

Jian Shuangsheng was suddenly dragged to another place, the speed was so fast that he was a little dizzy.

"Long time no see." said a sinister voice behind him.

...Damn it!I forgot that the final boss also entered the Palace of the Immortal Emperor's Mausoleum!