After the immortal disappeared

Bai Ziqi went to Shining Gold Plains to investigate Emperor Jiuyou, didn't he?

Opposite is the combination of Qingyang + Bai Ziqi. No matter how hard He Xiao resists, he can only survive for a few days.

If He Lingchuan had no backup plan, what he felt at this moment was deep uneasiness.

But he just smiled: "Hey, Commander Bai just arrived in Tianshui City, has he gone out again?"

"Yes, he went to Xiaotao Mountain Villa, didn't you also know?" Qingyang said smoothly, "Counting the time, it will be time to return in four or five days."

He Lingchuan smiled and said: "That's great. Let Bai Dushi investigate the follow-up. It's really a professional counterpart."

"At that time, Island Master He may be needed to assist in the investigation." Qingyang emphasized the word "assistance".

He Lingchuan nodded repeatedly: "Absolutely."

Let’s talk about it in a few days. In such a huge country, there may not even be "a few days later".

…

It was raining heavily late at night, but the disciples had already put up a roof to protect their teacher from the rain.

Cao Wendao simply took out a pen and paper and wrote down everything he gained today. This is a habit he has developed over many years of research. No matter how good a person's memory is, it is not as useful as a bad pen.

Time passed slowly, and it was midnight.

Tired of writing, Cao Wendao closed his eyes and rested his mind, thinking about the reason why Xiaoan was able to live until now. Did he miss some key, or was it thanks to Wei Yishan?

Tiangong's research on humanoid puppets is very secretive, but it is unparalleled in the world. If a demon puppet master suddenly appeared and could easily solve the problem that had troubled him for many years, Cao Wendao felt that it was unrealistic.

The gods and heavenly palaces have been studying the beasts for more than two thousand years, and they have long been divided into many categories. How can a folk wild demon master get so much comprehensive and professional knowledge?

Cao Wendao had a hunch that if he could capture Wei Yishan, it would be of great benefit to his research.

While he was meditating, figures flickered in the jungle, and two disciples returned to report urgently:

"Master, there are changes at Yongquan Villa!"

Previously, Cao Wendao sent them to follow Yongquan Villa.

"What's the matter?"

"There was a riot in the villa. It seemed that some refugees had sneaked into the villa and robbed them. We saw several refugees at the door being beaten up by the people in the villa and thrown out."

"What's going on inside?"

The two looked at each other and said, "The villa has set up a barrier, so our bug puppets can't get in."

Cao Wendao frowned: "You guys reacted too slowly."

If it was Yang Chi, the second disciple, he would have put the insect puppet in before the barrier was raised.

The other disciples are really much duller.

The two lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word. This time when they went out to do something, two of the seven disciples died and one was trapped. They also knew that it would be difficult.

Cao Wendao put down his pen and fell into deep thought.

Something happened at Yongquan Villa at midnight. Can Wei Yishan still set off as scheduled tomorrow morning?

Will there be any changes? Cao Wendao has always hated variables.

For another example, will Yongquan Villa send people to drive away and clean up the surrounding refugees? Then there are certain risks for him to stay here.

At this moment, a green shadow flashed through the air and whizzed around Cao Wendao.

The green clam money is here.

He grabbed the green money, took out the note and looked at it, his expression changed.

The above is a simple sentence:

You've fallen into a trap, go away!

Just these few words sent chills down Cao Wendao's back.

One of his strengths is that he listens to advice when life and death are at stake, so he rolled up his pen and paper, stood up decisively and said, "Retreat!"

The disciples were startled and quickly went to pull the carriage: "Master, please get in the carriage."

"Slow down." Cao Wendao strode closer, chopped off the shaft of the carriage, and planned to take the horse out and ride away.

But as soon as the second shaft was broken, there was a loud bang and the carriage suddenly exploded!

This was so powerful that the entire carriage was torn apart in an instant, with fragments flying everywhere.

The horse pulling the cart was blown two feet away and could not move even after it hit the ground.

The two disciples closest to the carriage climbed into the sky without saying a word; the other two flew three feet upside down and hit a tree, unable to get up for a long time.

Cao Wendao also felt uncomfortable. He was lifted ten feet away by the air wave and fell on his back.

But just as the explosion occurred, two green and red rays of light flashed around him - the protective magical weapon was triggered to protect the master.

Most of the power of the explosion was carried away by the protective magic weapon. Although Cao Wendao suffered some internal shock, it was not seriously injured. He just felt chest tightness and nausea for a while and could not control himself.

But he was horrified beyond words.

Cao Wendao has always been cautious, and he would release insect puppets to monitor the surroundings when he was stationed at the camp.

Since he arrived at the bank of Peach Creek, he has not noticed any unusual people or creatures approaching. So how did the carriage explode?

It’s not like he’s just going to blow himself up, right?

No matter who secretly planted the explosive, it escaped the eyes and ears of the insect puppet.

In fact, the trees here are dense, and the carriage is leaning against the trunk. No one noticed just now that a small, palm-sized thing slid down the trunk, got under the car under the cover of the branches and leaves, and spit out a few dark brown pellets. Glue it on.

It has special skills. Not only can it sense nearby insect puppets, it can also change its body color and blend with the environment. Even when it passed quietly behind the two insect puppets and smacked its lips, the insect puppet in front was still unaware and didn't even move its tentacles.

When Cao Wendao's master and apprentice approached, its master hiding in the dark fired several explosive pellets, starting the first shot of this battle!

Yes, he knew very well that it was impossible to send Cao Wen Dao back to the west with just a few explosive pills. So when Cao Wendao managed to stand up, he felt the ground shaking, the trees swishing, and a huge thing rushed out!

It knocked down two small trees in a row.

Just as the branches and leaves were covered with frost and powder, it also hit Cao Wendao, and a stick hit him on the head with great force!

The stick disturbed the air, and even made a dull "buzzing" sound. If it hit hard, who wouldn't have his brain burst and died?

This was a giant ape, wearing bronze armor all over his body, with a face uglier than a demon, and his red eyes looked at people with a vicious special effect, and two huge fangs protruding outwards, and his appearance was a classic overbite.

The full-strength attack of the ghost ape made even He Lingchuan retreat, so how could Cao Wendao dare to take it head-on?

Before the stick hit his face, he kicked his heels and bounced back three feet away.

His movements were surprisingly light, like a grasshopper's light jump. And he didn't even look back, and retreated twice in succession. Swallow's three attempts to scoop up water were no more than this, not to mention that he was scooping backwards.

A demon puppet master could move so agilely. If He Lingchuan saw it with his own eyes, he would definitely mock Dong Rui's fragile skin.

Cao Wendao obviously had a lot of combat experience and knew that his opponent's bombardment was far more than that.

Sure enough, the ghost ape missed with one stick, changed the angle and swung it again, and then swept it horizontally close to the ground. If the opponent blocked or retreated, the next two attacks would most likely be unreachable or unavoidable.

Its three attacks were more powerful than the last one. Cao Wendao barely managed to dodge the last sweep, and the strong wind from the tip of the stick almost cut off his face.

"Fight autonomously!" Cao Wendao couldn't help but exclaimed.

Isn't this Wei Yishan's ape puppet?

The information he collected was correct. This demon puppet had a very high degree of autonomy, which meant that it retained intelligence and was likely to retain its original memory - this was a taboo in demon puppet manufacturing.

The transformation process of demon puppets was full of distortion and pain, almost every one of them. After the transformation is completed, the demon puppet master will most likely wash away the previous memory for the work, otherwise the unforgettable pain will most likely turn into unforgettable hatred.

Being backfired by one's own work is simply a nightmare for demon puppet masters, but there are precedents.

But the benefits of retaining intelligence and memory are also obvious, that is, the demon puppet itself has a high growth potential, and can even practice and improve like normal demons, not completely relying on the distortion of divine blood.

The most important thing is that demon puppets with memories can accumulate combat experience! Just like this big guy in front of him, it fights almost completely autonomously, and Wei Yishan only needs to make a small amount of remote control.

"Madman!" Cao Wendao cursed, but not without envy.

One of his research directions in the Shining Gold Plain is how to balance the growth and stability of demon puppets. It is necessary to make them powerful, but not to let them go crazy and collapse. For example, the "Shenyuan" beast in the depths of Xushan is really powerful and really crazy. The Heavenly Palace usually has to let it fall into a long sleep, otherwise it can't be controlled at all.

Demon puppets with intelligence and self-awareness are undoubtedly more stable than ordinary demon puppets, but the demon puppet master himself will have to bear high risks.

While observing the ghost ape, his hands were not idle. He threw out several soft things while jumping back three times.

These things are like maltose, caramel color and a little transparent, oval, and expand in a second after landing, turning into huge... soft slugs.

They are equivalent to snails without shells, soft and boneless, but with amazing stickiness. They all stick to the ghost ape in a puff, and almost completely wrap it in just three breaths!

The ghost ape's first reaction was to throw these slugs away, but they were like fermented dough, with excellent toughness. It was extremely difficult to break them. After finally breaking off a piece, before throwing it out, that piece grew tentacles again and became a new slug!

The giant ape's strength to move mountains and fill the sea was like hitting cotton when it hit these things, and there was no place to bear the force.

Instead, these slugs swelled wildly, trying to wrap the ghost ape into a fleshy, elastic ball. The latter was furious and spewed light green flames from the bottom of its throat.

This fire is vicious and can burn everything, but when it burns on the slugs, it is often isolated by the mucus on the surface of the body, and at most a big hole is burned out, which the slugs can quickly fill.

If this continues, the ghost ape's nose will be blocked and it will be unable to breathe.

In addition, the mouthparts of these slugs are actually very sharp, cutting the ghost ape frantically and trying to suck blood.

They also have the characteristics of leeches.

The ghost ape roared continuously, and for a moment it was at a loss.

Cao Wendao dealt with demon puppets all day long, and he had his own way to deal with them. Now he threw out his demon puppet to deal with the ghost ape, while keeping an eye on all directions and paying attention to any movement around.

Wei Yishan must be nearby.