I’m Really a Villain

"In the past few days, I have first cultivated the outline of the consciousness body, and then input my own memory into it."

"After all, it's about spiritual consciousness. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me," Xu Zimo said.

In fact, he himself has practiced this kind of body and body, but he is different from Wu Zhaodi.

The other party is practicing pure consciousness, while he is practicing a complete external body.

As for the candidates outside the body, they were actually prepared a long time ago.

When he went to the Eternal Continent before, he borrowed a body, and now it is placed in the Shenzhou Continent.

It just came in handy now.

The defense of Tianluan Immortal Palace was not strict this day, after the two passed through the gate, they didn't meet many disciples along the way.

Perhaps it is the only Miyun Mountain in the Immortal Palace. The mountain is dangerous and covered with snow all the year round, making it difficult for ordinary people to climb up.

Maybe it was the disciple competition, most of the people had gone to watch the match, but the two of them went safe and sound all the way.

"I'm looking for someone," Wu Zhaodi said as he walked halfway.

She took out a boneless goldfish from the ring and crushed it directly.

"Grandpa Wang is a fish spirit trained adult. As long as he crushes the fish bone he left for me, he can feel it no matter where I am," Wu Zhaodi said.

"After my mother was killed and I was down and out, Grandpa Wang was the only one who protected me."

Not long after Wu Zhaodi's voice fell, a figure was seen coming from not far away as if riding the wind and breaking through the waves.

In the blink of an eye, the figure of the old man came before the two of them with a powerful aura.

"You are crazy, how dare you come to Tianluan Immortal Palace," the old man said in horror without asking any further questions.

"I'll see you off."

"Grandpa Wang, don't get excited," Wu Zhaodi said with a smile.

"I can come, so I'm not afraid of them."

Grandpa Wang glanced at Wu Zhaodi in surprise, making sure she wasn't controlled or seized.

Then he looked at Xu Zimo.

"The kid who drifted over from Oceanwide?"

When Xu Zimo floated from Fanhai to Fanhai Village on a leaf before, this Grandpa Wang was with Wu Zhaodi, so he had naturally seen him.

"Tell me, what can you do?" Grandpa Wang took the two of them to a remote place and asked.

"We are here today to destroy Tianluan Immortal Palace," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"Or casually let her be the palace master of the fairy palace."

Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Grandpa Wang looked at Xu Zimo like a fool.

"We joined forces with the Haotian Sect," Wu Zhaodi quickly explained.

"They owe me a favor, so they agreed to help us," Xu Zimo also said.

"Really?" Grandpa Wang still couldn't believe it.

"Grandpa Wang, when I lied to you, you will know later," Wu Zhaodi said.

"I heard that the sect is conducting a disciple competition, so I would like to meet Huang Xuequan."

"I'll take you there, at Xianting Terrace," said Grandpa Wang.

Under his leadership, the three of them walked towards Xianting Terrace, and the journey was unimpeded.

"After Huang Xuequan took office, basically all those who disagreed with him were dismissed.

Some were even imprisoned.

He also just took office, and he doesn't want to be killed too much, otherwise these people will not survive," Grandpa Wang said while talking about the current situation of Tianluan Immortal Palace.

"I know, let's rule out dissidents," Wu Zhaodi nodded.

The three of them passed through a fairy gate, and the noise not far in front began to imprint in their ears.

"Brother Lu, come on, fight for our Tianguang Temple."

"Brother Zha, hit him, use your Hunyuan Liuhe to chop."

A large number of disciples shouted around the Xianting Terrace. This so-called Xianting Terrace is an open-air high platform.

I don't know what material it is made of.

The circle floats in the air, surrounded by vast fairy mist.

The two figures were fighting on the Xianting Terrace, and the surrounding disciples surrounded the Xianting Terrace.

And the high-level people of Tianluan Immortal Palace sat on floating seats that were higher than the Xianting Terrace.

These seats are shrouded in fairy light, as if they were gilded, and they are gradually shining.

The tall and stalwart people who sit on it are set off.

"They are imitating the Holy Court," Grandpa Wang said from the side.

"Holy court?" Xu Zimo frowned slightly.

He is very disgusted with this name, because the other party has always been his secret opponent.

In Yuanyang Continent, when he carried the Mandate of Heaven, the opponent had already set his sights on him.

"Yes, I heard that the founder of Asgard was once summoned by the holy ancestor.

I was fortunate to have been to the Holy Court of Myriad Tribulations once, and I was astonished as a heavenly man when I came back," Wu Zhaodi also nodded.

"The Immortal Palace was built in imitation of the Holy Court, but it is said that painting a tiger is not an anti-dog, and the construction is not very good."

Xu Zimo didn't speak, and stared at the existence on the floating seats above for a while.

Finally, he retracted his gaze and looked at the Xianting Terrace.

I saw that one of the men had already been defeated, and the senior brother surnamed Lu was proudly at the top, his momentum was like a rainbow.

"Brother Lu Zhi'an is probably at the top of the list again this year," a disciple said enviously.

"Why do you need to use again? I remember that Senior Brother Lu was only second last year."

"Shut up, the No. 1 Wu Yu Nian has already been expelled from the Immortal Palace, so Senior Brother Lu is naturally the No. 1." A follower of Lu Zhi's case retorted.

"After all, Senior Brother Lu is the direct disciple of the Palace Master, so it's not surprising."

"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge?" Lu Zhian looked around and asked disdainfully.

There was silence all around, and no one dared to answer.

"I'll fight with you," at this moment, a woman's voice came over.

Lu Zhi'an frowned slightly, but felt that the voice seemed a little familiar.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, as if he remembered something.

The crowd parted, and Wu Zhaodi stepped on her right foot lightly, and her whole body, like duckweed, stepped into the air and jumped onto the Xianting Terrace.

"It's going to be okay," Grandpa Wang said worriedly.

"Take it as a pre-dinner dessert," Xu Zimo smiled.

"It's Senior Sister Wu,"

"Why does Wu Yu Nie dare to show up?"

"It's quite lively now. As far as I know, in the record of senior brother Lu Zhi'an's fight, he has never won against Senior Sister Wu."

The disciples around suddenly became interested and started talking about it.

And on the seats above, sitting in the middle is a man with blood-colored hair.

He looked more like a man than a woman.

She has a feminine face, long blood-colored hair blowing away in the wind, a white Qiankun robe, and a fairy wheel behind her emitting a faint brilliance.

"How dare she come back again," Huang Xuequan clenched his right palm, pinching the seat next to him.

"You throw yourself into a trap."

He doesn't think Wu Zhaodi is such a stupid person, so there must be some other purpose.

"Palace Master, are you going to take him down?" asked an elder beside him.

"Don't worry, after entering Tianluan Immortal Palace, you can arrest her at any time," Huang Xuequan said lightly.

"Look and see what she wants to do."