Time flies, and more than ten days have passed.

Lin Pingzhi devoted himself to practice and practiced the art of mind-taking, and finally achieved great success on the twelfth day.

The Dacheng mind-seizing technique can steal souls and souls, causing people to lose their minds and become a living dead at the mercy of others. People who are affected by the technique appear to be normal, but they are obedient to the orders of the person who performs the technique, and have difficulty in controlling life and death.

Once the spell lasts too long, you will be completely enslaved.

"Here comes someone!" a voice came from the room.

Not long after, Ben Lei pushed open the door and walked in, bowing and saluting.

"Master, what are your instructions?"

"Master has something for you."

Lin Pingzhi said lightly, stood up, walked to him, and struck directly. The gap between the two sides was too big, and Ben Lei was unprepared. He was taken down with one move, sealing all the acupoints in his body.

There wasn't even a look of horror on his face.

Lin Pingzhi didn't care what he was thinking, and directly activated his telekinesis to control him. The purple light flickered in his pupils, and he looked into Ben Lei's eyes. Gradually, the look in Ben Lei's eyes disappeared completely, and there was a ghostly light.

The light rose in it. It disappeared into the depths of the pupils in an instant, and then regained its vitality.

"It's done."

After planting the telepathic power, Lin Pingzhi untied all the holes in his body and allowed him to resume his movements.

"Meet the master!"

Ben Lei plopped down on his knees and worshiped devoutly.

"Call Master."

"Yes, Master."

At this time, Ben Lei seemed to have become a puppet on strings, and he responded to whatever Lin Pingzhi said.

"Go and invite Qin Hui and the Eighth Prince, and tell them that I have come out of seclusion." Lin Pingzhi said calmly.

"yes."

Ben Lei quickly stood up and retreated.

"You are so domineering and evil. If you fall victim to this technique, life would be worse than death." Looking at Ben Lei's retreating figure, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Being controlled by this technique, one's mind will be lost immediately. Not only will they not remember that they were controlled by others, they will not even notice the changes in themselves.

Everything will be taken for granted.

All I know is to obey orders and be loyal.

…

More than an hour later, Qin Hui and the Eighth Prince were invited to the mansion.

The two of them had been having a hard time for more than ten days. They were always on tenterhooks. They could only relax when they hid in a secret room at night and slept. When Lin Pingzhi saw them, he could tell that the spirits of the two were a little sluggish.

It's still the same as before. Acupuncture and Chinese medicine.

These two people were well-dressed and pampered, and they were frightened by Lin Pingzhi for more than ten days. Their resistance was much worse than that of Ben Lei, and they were completely controlled easily.

"Owner!"

"Owner."

Qin Hui and the Eighth Prince fell to the ground and knelt down.

"Get up, remember not to show any flaws in front of others." Lin Pingzhi said lightly, and the two of them stood up in response.

"Next, I will use your identity to enter the palace, and you will tell me all the palace layout and your own secrets." Lin Pingzhi pointed at the Eighth Prince and ordered.

There are so many people in the palace, so it is no easier than transforming into the Xiaoyao King. To transform into the Eighth Prince, one must naturally be perfect without any flaws.

In the days that followed, Lin Pingzhi imitated the Eighth Prince's habits, way of speaking, etc.

Things developed smoothly, and Lin Pingzhi finally waited for the right opportunity. On this day, Emperor Gaozong summoned the Eighth Prince into the palace. Lin Pingzhi had already made preparations, and immediately transformed into the Eighth Prince and was carried into the palace by eight carriages.

Emperor Gaozong received him in the imperial study.

He finally met the most powerful person in the world today. Zhao Gou was already quite old, but his skin was still fair, and his deep eyes were shining, full of intrigue and tricks.

"I pay my respects to Your Majesty!"

Lin Pingzhi followed the Eighth Prince's response and bowed.

"Eighth Prince, there is no need to be too polite. Please give me a seat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Lin Pingzhi bowed again.

"May I ask what important matter your Majesty summons the ministers to the palace?" Lin Pingzhi asked.

Secretly, he silently sensed the surroundings to see if anyone was hiding. After some investigation, he found that in addition to the imperial study room, there were guards patrolling from time to time, but there were only two of them in the study room, and even the serving eunuchs had withdrawn.

Lin Ping didn't think it was strange when he arrived. After all, no one has been able to assassinate the emperor in the palace throughout the ages. I'm afraid Zhao Gou would not have thought that someone could disguise himself and sneak in next to him.

Secondly, Lin Pingzhi also learned a secret from the Eighth Prince. The Eighth Prince was originally the figure that Zhao Gou pushed to the front to control the world. It was precisely because of this that the Eighth Prince dared to take King Xiaoyao under his banner. And there was an emperor.

The imperial decree conferred the title of Xiaoyao Sanren and led the martial arts world.

If this were not the case, who would believe a prince who dared to take the leader of the martial arts under his banner and said that he had no intention of rebellion?

Gaozong smiled and said: "It's not a big deal. I summoned the Eighth Prince into the palace. I just wanted to ask how Xiaoyao Sanren is doing recently?"

"Preparations are already underway, and Tianjue Prison is also under construction. When the time comes, we will start cleaning up the martial arts forest."

"Well, that's right. People in the world are lawless and dare to interfere with the affairs of the court. They should be punished."

Gaozong's eyes were cold. Those people in the world held a martial arts conference to rescue Yue Fei, which undoubtedly stepped on his tense nerves.

Originally, Yue Fei was deeply loved by the people among the people. If even these people in the world fell in love with him, would the world belong to him or to Yue Fei in the future?

Lin Pingzhi also understood why the Eighth Prince was involved in the plot, and why King Xiaoyao was captured by the martial arts people with great fanfare. Everything was Gaozong's intention, and he was the mastermind behind the scenes.

It's no wonder that the Eighth Prince finally agreed to Zhang Junbao's request to deal with King Xiaoyao. The use value was gone, so there was no need to exist. Going too far was not enough, and all the disobedient people in the martial arts world were almost dead, so it was natural to maintain stability.

With Zhang Junbao's help, he not only eliminated the ambitious King Xiaoyao, but also gave the remaining people an explanation, killing two birds with one stone.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, we will definitely catch all those lawless people this time."

Gao Zongdao: "Xiaoyao Sanren, the Eighth Prince must also be careful not to let him become a powerful person. I will not allow the world to become a single person's hall. Humph, a reckless person dares to be king, what a big ambition!"

"Wei Chen, please remember! Once King Xiaoyao captures a martial artist, he will definitely become a public enemy in the world. If you want to kill him in the future, Wei Chen will not need to take action."

Gaozong nodded, suddenly stood up and said with a smile: "Eighth Prince, please accompany me to have a meal. I have been busy for a long time and I am a little hungry."

"I obey my orders."

Lin Pingzhi's eyes flashed.

He quickly stood up and stood aside with his hands down. Gao Zong walked up to him. Lin Pingzhi closed his eyes slightly and immediately took action to seal off the acupuncture points all over his body. Not daring to delay for a moment, he grabbed Gao Zong's head and activated his telepathy technique.

The purple light in his pupils grew brighter, catching the other person's eyes. It wasn't until the light rose in Gaozong's eyes that he let go of his hand.

"Everything remains as usual." Lin Pingzhi said softly.

Gaozong woke up from his daze and nodded silently.

"Your Majesty, are there any magical weapons in the palace?"

After doing all this, Lin Pingzhi immediately couldn't wait to ask. His body-breaking invisible sword energy still needs the help of twenty-one divine weapons. If he only searches the rivers and lakes, he still won't know it until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

Gao Zongdao: "There are many. There are treasure pavilions in the palace, magical weapons, and martial arts classics."

"Excellent! The status of the Eighth Prince cannot be permanent in the palace. I will resume my status next. Your next order is to ask him to bring me in."

"good!"

"Secondly, vigorously develop armaments, train new armies, and prepare for the Northern Expedition to reorganize the country. Qin Hui can still play a final role. He will help you completely defeat those useless scholar-bureaucrats."

"Concentrate power in your hands, use civil and military checks and balances, and revive the prosperous Song Dynasty!"

Lin Pingzhi said lightly.

Whether it succeeds or not depends entirely on the will of God and people's hearts. He has no interest or energy in comparison. His time is precious and cannot be wasted on fighting for power and profit to help the world and save the people.

This mess of the Song Dynasty cannot be sorted out in a short while.

His goal has long been determined, which is to pursue the supreme martial arts, unlock the secret of the Golden Finger, and achieve immortality by taking advantage of the opportunity to travel through the world.

Compared with the process of traveling from world to world, proclaiming himself emperor is just a frog in shallow water. A handful of loess after a hundred years will not be as wonderful as the immortals staying in the world and lasting forever.
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