Enter the Immortal Cultivation

"No, maybe... there is still hope..." Qing Pus said.

Everyone focused on Qing Pus.

Qingpu pondered for a moment and said: "I think that inexplicable guy is very abnormal - all his behaviors are like this. No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like someone sent by the Qinghao Sect."

After hearing this, the first general Nabulap also started to think: "If you say this..."

Kong Yuanzun didn’t understand the Qinghui Sect, so he asked, “Why do you say that?”

"The Qinghao Sect has always done things vigorously and resolutely [although there is no thunder on this planet], and it is very fair and aboveboard." Qingpu said: "If that inexplicable master is his subordinate, then he will definitely reveal his identity and kill him on the spot. However, he inexplicably injured Miejuan and then left. Moreover, as far as I could see at the time, although Miejun was not seriously injured, he only broke his chelicerae and injured Baihui. , Although the combat power was greatly damaged for a while, the foundation was definitely not damaged. It only takes a few awakening cycles to restore it to the original state. This is not the Qinghao Sect's style."

Fan Yezhao said sarcastically: "People are merciful, but you, one of our own, are merciless."

Kong Yuanzun asked: "But didn't he leave behind his own belongings to show his identity?"

No one thinks that the Mie Qianzun can really pull off the most important identification wearer of the enemy in the middle of a fierce battle and when he is at a disadvantage.

Although Qingpu didn't object to this sentence at the time, if you think about it carefully, you can figure out the flaws in it.

The hilly people wear a wide variety of items, each with its own particular style. And the Talisman wearables will be worn in key parts, close to the vital points. And if a monk touches the talisman worn by another monk, it means that he can pierce the enemy's heart with his stretched out hand.

But judging from Mie Qianzun's embarrassing performance... Kong Yuanzun didn't think he could do such a thing.

Therefore, this must be intentional by the enemy.

——Of course, this is because they have no chance to ask the unconscious Mie Qianzun. Otherwise, the gangsters in the integration stage will tell them that the ugly guy is not only ugly, but also a bad guy, and even wears the wrong things.

In the eyes of the masters of these hilly people, the suspicious behavior of the mysterious strong man throwing down his belongings undoubtedly proved the "deliberate theory".

so……

"This is not called showing one's identity." Qingpu shook his head: "If it is the Qinghuo Sect, then as soon as Mier Qin Zun enters the Dantian lair, he will directly ask him about his intention and purpose, and based on Mi Qi Zun's answer, or Let him go, or kill him directly in the name of "disobeying Wang Hua". Even if he has other masters who can be used, that master will directly reveal his identity and will not do such a thing. "

Fan Yezhao sneered, "But didn't you suspect that he was beating you some time ago?"

"Because according to the rules, if he just doubts, he can't directly condemn us to death - there is no need for him to do that." Nabu Lapu said: "But the Lord of Destruction... No, the same is true for you.' Don't accept Wang Hua ', this one is enough for the Qinghao Sect to kill you."

"Haha, what a big tone." Fang Yezhao was particularly dissatisfied.

Kong Yuanzun whispered: "Then...who could he be?"

Qingpu said: "Do you think... maybe we have made mistakes in judgment all along? Perhaps the Sons of Mist and the Qinghao Sect may not always be of the same mind?"

"You mean, that weird master is the subordinate of the Son of Mist?" Brapu was surprised: "Don't the Son of Mist only need the undead?"

"Only the hills know." Qing Pus sighed: "We are trapped by our fixed mindset. Although the Sons of Mist have only sent the undead to move among us over the years, no one has stipulated that he cannot use the people of the hills, let alone Who stipulates that the people of the hills cannot accept the children of the mist as their masters."

Brapu shook his tentacles: "In this case...well, it can explain why something happened to Puppet Ligu last time. The last time Puppet Ligu disappeared, maybe it had nothing to do with the Qinghao Sect, but the Son of Mist attacked him. ”

Kong Yuanzun said: "Have you been dragged away to become an immortal?"

"Well, maybe." Nabrapu said: "It's also possible that he was pulled to reshape his ideas and became a subordinate of the Son of the Mist - or that Pupli Gu himself was a traitor."

"But if the Sons of Mist want to stop us, then just tell the Qinghao Sect of our movements..."

"This is where I mean the 'opportunity'." Qingpu said: "Maybe it's because the Qinghuo Sect doesn't allow the Sons of Mist to interfere too much with the people of the hills, so the Sons of Mist can't attack us based on a little 'suspiciousness'; maybe The Son of Mist and the Qinghuo Sect have similar but not identical purposes, so he doesn't want the Qinghuo Sect to have loyal subordinates, nor does he want us to assassinate the Qinghuo Sect. Perhaps, he and the Qinghuo Sect have become inseparable, so he just secretly removed us. The uncertainty of action…”

Fan Yezhao said angrily: "Are you saying that if you destroy Qian Zun, you will succeed, but you will fail to succeed?"

Kong Yuanzun pondered: "If it is the last situation you mentioned, that would be the best."

"What?"

"That way we don't need to be on guard against the Son of the Mist, but can instead expect him to help us."

Nabrapu sneered: "Old man, don't think too wonderfully. There is a saying in the Qinghao Sect that nine out of ten people are unhappy in life. The possibility of such a good thing is really small."

"There are still a few more wake-up and coma cycles." Qing Pu Si said: "We need to make good use of this time. Whether it is the Son of Mist or the masters among the hill people, we need to continue to fight. I have no clue about the hill people for the time being. But I dare to assert that the mysterious master is an important clue to the Son of Mist."

Kong Yuanzun said: "Why are you so sure?"

"It is impossible for a genius to know everything at birth." Qing Pu Si said: "Such a strong man cannot grow out of the earth for nothing. And no matter how talented he is, even if he has the resources of the Son of Mist, it is impossible for him to cultivate to this level within a wake-up and coma cycle. Such a powerful individual will definitely leave traces on the hills."

"As long as there are traces, we can find him!"

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Just below the Dantian nest, in the sea of ​​blood.

Countless magic arrays are interlocked and stirred up the wind and clouds. The orange sea of ​​blood is surging.

On the rock where Qingxie Zong stood, a huge sphere made of strange flesh was slowly rising from the sea of ​​blood.

"Ah, I feel it..." Qingxie Zong murmured: "This is..."

Using hill soil as the basic material, combined with the fragments of the extreme mountain range mined when building the road, after integrating the external power, and using several magic tools of outsiders as the core, it guarded the treasures of Qingxie Zong's own companions and nurtured them with the sea of ​​blood.

It took Qingxie Zong ten generations to design this unique and strongest magic weapon.

In the countless wake-up and coma cycles that followed, Qingxie Zong's spirit was focused on this magic weapon of salvation.

"The King of Silence..."

"Oh, is this the King of Silence you always talk about?" A voice suddenly appeared: "It doesn't seem to be that powerful?"

"The meaning of the King of Silence is not the power of a weapon." Qingxie Zong explained: "Remember? My magic weapon?"

"The black... disc?" The Son of Mist said: "The one you used to hit people?"

Qingxie Zong nodded: "When I was conscious, I followed a certain resonance and found it, and also found the two bodies. I inherited the legacy of these two outsiders, so I am stronger than any hill people. And among the many treasures of the outsiders, only that one easily accepted me - if there is a chance, I really should show you that magic weapon..."

The Son of Mist did not notice the hesitation in Qingxie Zong's tone - he was not good at interpreting the tone, and just said: "Huh? Is it powerful? I feel that it is not difficult to break the magic weapon."

"No, it's not difficult . "Qingxie Zong said: "It is different from other heritages of outsiders... They are two completely different things... They are not in the same system. Those magic tools are very powerful, but that kind of power can be seen at a glance."

The Son of Mist was shocked: "You mean... a weaker Tianxing Tablet?"

"No, Tianxing Tablet is another thing. It is different from the disc and other heritages of outsiders. It belongs to the hills alone." Qingxie Zong said: "And this disc, he is a very clever magic tool... If you input a stream of... something in a fixed form, it can get a fixed feedback-it is designed to have this wonderful qualification. I studied it for a hundred generations before I could understand the mystery and promote it. Although I know that I certainly did not bring out its full power, but... As a world-saving artifact, this is enough. It is enough to deal with many situations..."

"Then your 'many situations' probably do not include the early invasion of the evil demons that devour the world." The Son of Mist laughed.

Qing Xie Zong's face was serious: "How is that monster now?"

"Oh, it's still there...oh, it's still in the Holy Land of the Betrayer, and I don't know what it's doing." Son of Mist said: "However, it doesn't seem to devour the world, and it didn't even eat the hill people it captured..."

Qing Xie Zong shook his head: "The evil demon's 'eat' doesn't mean that..."

Son of Mist said: 'But I think you misunderstood? He might...'

"Remember, don't believe any promises made by that guy. Maybe in their eyes, you are just a rare prey." Qing Xie Zong waved his hand: "By the way, is there anything else?"

"Um...oh, by the way, there was a fairly strong bug that was beaten by one of your men, is it a big deal?"