He Xianzun's Centennial Itch

From the appearance of Rong Zi'an in brocade to the pursuit of Rong Zi'an in black, from the very beginning, the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two led everyone to a goal - to find the fake Rong Zi'an.

Find out the fake ones, and the rest will be the real ones.

But the people behind the scenes have the ability to take Rong Zi'an's blood to make a blood puppet, so why keep him alive?

The Demon Lord is not good at human race's conspiracies and tricks, but he has a lot of experience in the knowledge of "killing them all", so he didn't believe in this "true and false Rong Zi'an" trick from the very beginning.

What's more, even if the guess is wrong, the Demon Lord still has the treasures of heaven and earth in his hands to save people, so it's not worth it.

Qi Hanzhi looked down at the "heart" in his hand. There used to be a puppet thread composed of fine branches, which seemed to be a gangrene attached to the bone, wrapping the original living heart into a strange cocoon. However, the moment he held it in the palm of his hand, those The silk threads broke one after another, leaving no trace.

Not to mention the changing color of the world and breaking through the maze, even the magic energy can't be sensed.

Obviously, the caster is not a fool, and the trick of surprise can only be played once.

With just one glance, Qi Hanzhi put the invisible "heart" back on Rong Zian's chest.

Under the rising sun, the mountain wind permeated with coolness, and there were more than 30 people in the valley, but no one made a sound.

It was probably because the scene in front of him was a little irritating to Zhengdao Miaomiao.

Qi Hanzhi raised his eyes and saw that Xie Yunlian, who was standing behind the crowd with his hands behind his back, was particularly eye-catching, even though he had changed his normal appearance.

The eyes of the two met, showing no emotion.

Qi Hanzhi smiled and looked away.

Xie Yunlian is not a fool, the trick of not knowing each other is over.

"Master Zi'an..." The strong man who came with Jinyi Rong Zi'an was the first to come back to his senses, probably because two Rong Zi'an died in a row, which brought him a lot of excitement. He supported the person on his back, stumbled and ran Coming over, he stopped in front of Rong Zian's body, looked left and right, finally stood in front of Rong Yang, and said in a trembling voice, "Sixth Young Master, what's going on?"

Xu Shi had a sad look on his face, Rong Yang stopped watching the excitement, and sighed: "The one in black is a blood puppet, and the one in brocade is a human puppet...Brother Zi'an, he has long since died."

The strong man looked at the fallen Rong Zian, opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

Rong Yang cupped his hands towards Qi Hanzhi: "If it wasn't for Brother Lin's vigilance, today we would be confused by the evil cultivator behind the scenes."

The result was right in front of our eyes, no need to explain too much, everyone came back to it one after another.The new leader of the men in black, Rong Zirui, has been at odds with Rong Zi'an for a long time, and he has no feelings of sadness: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lin, if we let that puppet instigate us to leave this secret realm, we brothers may not be able to escape." The lord's fury of thunder..."

"Don't worry too much about it." Qi Hanzhi felt that the smell of blood on his hands was still there, so it was rare that he didn't put it in his sleeves, but his casual look of watching the excitement remained undiminished: "Whether you can get out or not is still a problem."

Rong Zirui: "..."

"Cough." Rong Yang coughed with a smile, looked at Zhao Wanchen, the leader of the Kunlun team, and discussed: "This matter must not be an exception. According to the puppet in Jinyi, all comrades are under the influence of demonic energy. Killing each other, coupled with these real and fake puppets, I'm afraid the situation is not good."

"You don't have to worry too much. Those who are seduced by the devil's energy are mostly weak-minded people." Zhao Wanchen recalled the previous experience: "Before my junior sister and I were intercepted and killed by the Xuanyang sect, it must have something to do with it. The Xuanyang sect inherited the legacy of the immortal sect of the Eastern Mausoleum but didn’t know how to cherish it, and is used to cultivating foreign objects. The cultivation base filled with natural materials and earthly treasures, his character is vulnerable, and most of his fellow immortal sects must be a hundred times stronger.”

Rong Yang looked at the doorman who relied on him, and thought that this was not much better, but he just didn't care, and said instead: "I don't know what the purpose of the person behind the scenes is, and the secret realm has only been opened for four days now. There are still three days, I am afraid it will not end here, how should I deal with it?"

Zhao Wanchen knew that Rong Yang's words were reasonable, but the two puppets baffled them, and fellow Daoist Lin had to take action to break the situation, so what would they do next?

Silk opera such magic, just thinking about the fate of Yanzhou more than 400 years ago, makes people creepy.

After all, a group of young children.

Seeing Zhao Wanchen's vacillation, Qi Hanzhi sighed secretly, thinking that for the sake of his apprentices, he could show them a clear path, when he suddenly heard a cold and indifferent voice from behind the team: " You and others were together with the same sect before, and then you were chased and killed before you dispersed?"

Everyone was stunned, and the strong man who came with Rong Zi'an in Jinyi realized that this was said to himself, and nodded in a daze: "Exactly."

"If they are the ones chasing you," Xie Yunlian stepped out from behind the team and looked at the men in black, "then where are the fellow disciples who were separated from you?"

As soon as the words came out, the strong man froze, and so did the group of men in black.

The strong man said, "This, there must have been a mistake."

Xie Yunlian nodded: "Please explain in detail."

The brawny man didn't know who this person was, looked at Rong Yang, saw him nodding, and then said: "At dusk yesterday, the third young master received a message from the Patriarch's secret method, and there was a change in the secret territory of the Dao with us, so he took it with him. The two young masters, Zi An and Zi Rui, went to a secluded place to discuss. At night, the third young master took me and a dozen brothers and left. Not long after, a group of men in black chased and killed them. The brothers either died or fled..."

Having said this, he paused, obviously realizing that those men in black who killed the "brothers" were exactly another group of "brothers" in the villa.

"And then?" Rong Yang interrupted his sadness, "Since you followed Third Brother, when did Brother Zi'an show up?"

The strong man came back to his senses, skipped the fight, and recalled: "I don't know, the scene was too chaotic, someone shot at the third young master, he blocked the blow, and told me to carry the third young master on my back and go with him .”

Rong Zirui's throat rolled, the person who attacked the third young master was him.

It was precisely because of the appearance of "Rong Zi'an in Jinyi" that they believed even more in the words of "Rong Zi'an in black", and only regarded the "Three Young Masters" as a puppet.

Xie Yunlian nodded after listening, and turned to Rong Zirui.

Rong Zirui was inexplicably afraid of this person, and after being swept away by his eyes, he said honestly: "The third young master was worried about the chaos in the secret territory, so Rong Zi'an proposed to split up. The third young master led people to Luoxia Lake first, and Rong Zi'an led us to act in secret. Intercept and kill the puppet, and at the same time inform your colleagues about it..."

"Why rush to Luoxia Lake at this time?" Zhao Wanchen asked puzzled.

With such a big change in the secret realm, even if you don’t want to gather your fellow immortal sects, you should act cautiously and protect yourself. There must be a lot of Pixia Pills in Linfeng Villa, and the big deal is to come back in 30 years. Why take risks?

"This..." Rong Zirui looked at Rong Yang, wondering if he should say it.

Rong Yang sneered, turned his head to face the Kunlun people, and explained: "You must have heard that Linfeng Villa and Shenmu signed a contract to give birth to this secret realm."

"I've heard about it." Zhao Wanchen nodded.

"To tell you the truth, this is the last year of the contract with the Shenmu." Rong Yang said in a sarcastic tone, "Linfeng Villa is a famous sect in Xianzong, but in the final analysis, it was born with the Shenmu. Leech, why would you give up such a cash cow?"

The words stopped at this point, and if they continued to talk about the secrets of the sect, everyone in Kunlun knew it well and didn't ask in detail.

But the meaning is already clear. On the one hand, Linfeng Villa is not willing to make money, so it must have some plans against the Shenmu. On the other hand, if so many young disciples from various sects and sects are trapped in the secret realm, as the host villa, they will definitely be attacked by various forces. Attack, so put on a posture of running hard.

And because of this dispersal, under the instigation of several puppets, Linfeng Villa killed each other, almost exhausted.

Rong Zirui and the others all looked a little unhappy, obviously they were quite critical of the young master who had been away from home for many years, but they didn't dare to say anything.

"What is this for?" Zhou Ling asked in a low voice, "Yin Xianzong killed each other?"

Cannibalism is indeed done, but it always feels too roundabout.

Qi Hanzhi stood quietly on one side, his eyes fell on the strong man, more precisely, on the strong man's back.

In the story of these two people, apart from Rong Zi'an, there was another key person, and that was this—the "Third Young Master" who was turned from left to right by two puppets.

If you look at it from the perspective of "Shi Quan Da Bu Zi cast Luo Wang Pill", it is more reasonable to say that this story is for the purpose of quietly exchanging the third young master. It seems to be used twice.

"It's not that I have enmity with Linfeng Villa, or I have other plans." Duan Yan came to Zhou Ling's side at some point and replied in a low voice.

It was a low voice, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

Many people were awakened by the sound, and they also looked at the strong man.

"Found it."

An unfamiliar male voice came from the strong man's back, and the so-called "Third Young Master" who was seriously injured slowly raised his head, his face similar to Rong Yang's three-pointer was covered with blood, and a weird face was pulled out from his supposedly elegant face. laugh.

puppet!

The brawny man was shocked, and directly shook the "Third Young Master".

The "seriously injured and comatose" person fell to the ground lightly, and he didn't seem to care about these little guys. He turned around in a slightly stiff posture, and gave Xie Yunlian a strange gift: "The celestial lord is here, Failing to welcome far away is rude and rude."

Everyone—especially the man in black in Linfeng who didn't know Xie Yunlian's identity, all turned their heads to look at Xie Yunlian with a "shua".

Xianzun didn't care about these sights, nor did he care about the weird puppet, he just glanced at him lightly, and didn't say a word.

The puppet didn't mind either, and turned around again, facing Qi Hanzhi, the smile on the corners of his lips was stretched into an even more exaggerated shape: "I never thought that the devil will come in person, and it's a pleasure to meet you."

There was another "swish", except for Xie Yunlian and the puppet, everyone present turned their heads to look at "Fellow Daoist Lin Ji" with astonished expressions.

Qi Hanzhi thought in his heart that if the puppet said a few more words, this group of young disciples might break their necks.

Qi Hanzhi looked the puppet up and down, and said slowly: "If I remember correctly, the paper puppet, the lowest level of the sorcerer' silk opera, also behaves as usual, no different from ordinary people."

The puppet, or the person behind the scenes manipulated the puppet and smiled again, the originally elegant face of the "Third Young Master" was completely deformed, and the corners of his lips almost grinned behind his ears: "It is true, I am not good at learning, so I make you laugh. "

"May I ask, do you mean that you can only speak four words?" Qi Hanzhi asked curiously.

Everyone: "?"

The puppet said humbly, "It's just a hobby."

Everyone: "?"

Qi Hanzhi nodded in a good-tempered manner to show his understanding.

"Boom!" As he was speaking, gravel rolled down from the mountain walls on both sides - where the young disciples couldn't feel it, the two spiritual forces collided together, and the aftermath shattered the rocks on the mountain walls.

Qi Hanzhi realized what happened just now, and looked at the ground, but there was nothing there.

The puppet turned to look at Xie Yunlian, who had been silent all along. Just now, it was the immortal who struck out and collided with his spiritual power.

Xie Yunlian didn't care about the puppet's scrutiny, holding the Pixia Pill with the paper figurine that he just snatched in one hand, and his eyes fell on Qi Hanzhi.

Eyes intertwined, a mastermind behind the scenes, two disruptors, neither of them spoke.

The two disciples of Kunlun and Linfeng Mountain Villa looked around, their expressions were blank, dozens of them were as blank as melons in a melon field, and there was a crisp sound when they were slapped.

The puppet chuckled lightly, as if it hadn't fired that spiritual power just now: "The visitor is a guest, please go ahead, both of you, we will meet someday—"

Qi Hanzhi withdrew his gaze, and said calmly, "On Luoxia Lake?"

Branch-like puppet strings, the Pixiadan nailed between the eyebrows of paper figurines, legends about Linfeng Realm...the "caster" who can cover the sky in the secret realm, cover up the magic energy, and cast many puppets, except for the Shenmu itself , don't do what he wants.

It seems that even the reason is complete - the contract time limit is about to expire, and Rong's plan to attack Shenmu, Shenmu fights back in anger, attracting the devilish energy of the extreme abyss, and falling into the path of evil cultivation.

The method of cultivating evil is nothing more than killing people at both ends of the immortal sect and the demonic way. These young disciples in the secret realm are his first nourishment.Now that he and Xie Yunlian are added to this nourishment, if they can "swallow" together, it will be like a magic elixir.

The puppet was stunned, then laughed, the corners of his lips completely covered behind his ears, and he bowed to the two: "I still look forward to you, please be merciful."

Following the movement of the puppet, the wide sleeves of the brocade clothes of the "Third Young Master" ignited, and the puppet bowed to the bottom, and the flames shot up his whole body, and in an instant, the ground was scorched.

I don't know if it was a coincidence that the mountain wind blew up the coke, and it disappeared in a moment.

It seems that I really came to have a look.

Qi Hanzhi's eyes drifted away with the gust of wind, across a few mountains, Luoxia Lake in the center of Linfengjing, and the island in the center of the lake is the sacred tree that produces Pixiadan. Perhaps at this time, someone, Sitting among the dense branches of the sacred tree, Yi folded a paper puppet casually, regretting that the move was not fast enough, so that the previous one fell into the hands of the immortal.

Qi Hanzhi didn't look back, and walked away in the direction of the gust of wind.

In fact, Xiexiu Cen Yu's puppet art is not very good, but the art of art is strange and incomprehensible, so it has been passed down as miraculous. In terms of skill in manipulating puppets, it is almost the same as this "four-character stutter" .

Cen Yu's puppet thread is not a branch, it is transparent and very thin, and occasionally reflects light on a snowy night with moon and no stars.

There is no puppet line on that person's head.

The young Phoenix never took out his heart. He didn't know if that heart was also wrapped into a weird cocoon by the thin and dense puppet threads. He only knew that the sword of the Immortal Venerable was as light as a horse, and the mixed blood puppets and human puppets in Yanzhou City disappeared one after another. sound.

Do puppets have thoughts?

Did the person who covered his eyes and said "Don't be afraid" die under a sorcerer's magic, or... under the sword of the Immortal Venerable?

"Aqi." Xie Yunlian's voice came from behind, a familiar address, and his tone was as flat as ever.

In this situation, I don't know how the Immortal Venerable is so ordinary, calling out that sentence "Aqi".

He didn't know why he forgot the matter of Yanzhou, but what about Xie Yunlian, did he remember that the young man who was guarded by that man had exactly the same appearance as the person next to him?

The author has something to say: Several little angels replied yesterday, I am relieved knowing that I am not on a stand-alone machine! (swinging)