"Chu Cheng...I think I know this person's identity." At this moment, Li Shanling's voice suddenly sounded.
"I think... I also know." Chu Cheng said, even though he was as ethereal as a god, his mood rarely fluctuated. But at this moment, he still swallowed his saliva.
"You mean...you are a puppet, your name is Liuliuliu? Or Xiaoliu?" Chu Cheng looked at the newly formed puppet, then at the beautiful person in front of him, and said.
The difference between this puppet and a person is that one cannot move, while the other can do anything like a human. But other than that, they are all the same, especially the lower body has no male and female characteristics.
The man nodded stiffly after hearing this.
"...."
"It's really a puppet." Li Shanling was also surprised.
If it were just a puppet, Li Shanling, a man who had lived for more than 70 million years, would not be surprised. However, the people standing in front of him were as conscious as human beings and could understand their words.
Ordinary puppets act according to the orders of their masters and have no mind at all. But this one is different. It acts completely on its own, as if it really has intelligence.
"It turns out to be a puppet..." Chu Cheng was also shocked. Thinking of everything that had happened before, everything became clear.
It is precisely because this person is a puppet that he can come behind him silently, without the slightest notice that China is being attacked by him. That is why he can not change at all in the world of mortals.
Because he is not a human being, not a living thing, but a dead thing. It can be said that he is not a living person, but a dead person. How can a dead person behave like a mortal?
It's just that this dead thing looks too much like a living person. The person who created this puppet is really a master of craftsmanship.
But Chu Cheng didn't understand why this person suddenly stopped attacking and instead told him his identity.
The man stretched out his hand again, pointed at Chu Cheng and said: "Mo... Chen..." Then he pointed at himself and said again: "Six six six six six..."
Chu Cheng found that this man had been looking at his hand, the hand dripping with blood. All doubts disappeared and his heart became clear.
"So... the person who created him was a cultivator of Mo Chen like me. He smelled the smell of my blood and knew that I was a cultivator of Mo Chen, so he stopped taking action." Chu Cheng
With a clear understanding in his heart, he looked up at the man again and asked softly: "Did you see that I am a cultivator of Mo Chen?"
The man nodded, and the way he nodded was a bit strange.
"You...Mochen, master...Mochen." The man spoke and pointed to something in the wooden frame.
The object was a wooden box. It was sealed with a yellow talisman on the lid.
Chu
Cheng looked at the wooden box. When his eyes fell on the wooden box, the big red dot on the virtual picture in his hand flashed even more violently.
"The attraction of the virtual map is this wooden box?" Chu Cheng looked at the wooden box, his eyes flickering. He knew it couldn't be wrong.
"Mo...chen...blood..." The man pointed at the wooden box and spoke again.
"Mo Chen's blood? Could it be that by contaminating the talisman with blood, you can open this wooden box." Chu Cheng's eyes lit up. To be able to make such a big reaction to this virtual picture, the items in this wooden box must be extraordinary.
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"Someone...is here...an...old man, at the foot of the mountain." At this moment, the man spoke again.
"Preacher?" Chu Cheng also frowned upon hearing this.
Here, there is only an old man named Sandao. Chu Cheng had long expected that others would notice the previous battle, but he did not expect that it would happen so quickly.
"It seems that we have to leave immediately. Otherwise, if we are intercepted by the Sandao people, it will be under his control." Chu Cheng murmured, without any doubt, and immediately waved his hand forward.
With this wave, not only the pill furnace that made Chu Cheng jealous, but also the wooden box, or other things were all put away with this wave, like wind and clouds, not a single thing was left. Even the puppets
The stumps, as well as the puppet composed of them, were put into the storage ring.
The quality of these puppets is very extraordinary, and I am afraid they are also very hard, just like the one with a mouthful of 666.
When Chu Cheng put away everything in the thatched house, he discovered that Liuliu had disappeared.
"Let's go." Chu Cheng had no time to care about that person at this moment, and immediately walked out of the house. When he was using the meditation method, he saw the figure in front of him, and his expression suddenly changed.
This person is not Liuliu, but an old man who looks very sloppy, almost like a beggar.
He is a communicator.
"My little friend, I haven't seen you for a long time. I thought you had encountered an accident in this world, and I was very worried. I didn't expect to meet you here. Can you go forward with me in the future?" The Taoist monk looked at Chu Cheng, his face
There is a smile on it. Some cats are trying to catch mice.
Chu Cheng's face was extremely ugly. He didn't expect to be met head-on by a Sandao man. When he met a Sandao man, he had no possibility of escaping.
The power of Xuan Zhao can turn one thought into light. Wherever the light is, that is where he is. Here, he can be completely enveloped by the light. There is no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth.
"It is indeed a coincidence. This junior misses you very much." Chu Cheng squeezed out a smile and saluted the disciples as a junior.
"Haha, since I miss you, then let me go with you." The Taoist monk chuckled, and the playfulness on his face became more intense. He noticed from Chu Cheng's expression that he was wary of himself.
The Taoist cultivators were even more certain that this man already knew what was placed in the central formation of the Immortal Courtyard.
But at the next moment, the preacher's laughter suddenly stopped, and he let out a muffled groan. Then there was a loud noise and heavy smoke billowing.
Chu Cheng lowered his head when he heard the muffled sound, felt a big earthquake on the ground, and saw a thick crack extending straight from the ground, and was also stunned.
When he looked up, he saw a figure without any clothing covering his head. He pressed the San Taoist's head with one hand and pressed him to the ground. Almost his whole head was smashed into the deep pit.
"..."
Chu Cheng was stunned when he saw this scene. At this time, the 666 appeared. The same scene, the same way, was exactly the scene when the 666 attacked Chu Cheng.
It's very funny to think about the fact that Yangzhao, a powerful man, was attacked by someone and had his whole head buried in the ground.
"Liu Liuliu, you are really Liuliu Liuliu!" Chu Cheng did not expect that this person would sneak attack the Sandao people, buying him time to escape.
"Thank you!" Chu Cheng thanked him and ran straight down the mountain without hesitation. As long as he entered the mist and shielded his own breath, it would be extremely difficult for the Taoists to find him again.
There was a violent roar and roar in the mountain. Apparently the Sandao people had come to their senses and were fighting with Liuliu.
Chu Cheng ignored his rear, and when he learned that Liuliu Liu was a puppet, he no longer worried about his life.
This time, it was also thanks to Liuliu that Chu Cheng was able to escape from the clutches of the Sandao people.
Chu Cheng ran straight towards the inner court, intending to go straight into the second formation. But he thought of the wooden box midway and stopped again.
He took out the wooden box and held it in his hand. The blood in his right hand was still flowing. Chu Cheng stretched out his hand and put the back of his right hand into the talisman, and with a slight stroke, the blood stained it.
The wooden box did not undergo any changes, except for the removal of the talisman.
Chu Cheng looked at the wooden box, which contained an ancient book made of withered yellow paper, and a strong smell of old wine hit his face.