At the same time, Li Shanling also let out a soft sigh.
Thousands of miles away, water from all directions surged in, violently filling the abyss of the sea that had been wiped away by the power of the mysterious calamity.
In less than seven breaths, the abyss under the sea will be filled up. The corpse of the Fire Immortal Palace messenger fell into the water, but it did not sink.
Chu Cheng's eyes fell on the corpse.
Waves from all directions continued to hit the corpse, rocking it like a bladed boat in the big waves.
Chu Cheng took one step forward and reached the skeleton in ten steps. When he was here, the waves in all directions suddenly trembled and rolled back, revealing a hundred-meter abyss again.
The bones were floating in the air, and Chu Cheng lowered his head and looked directly at it. However, his eyes did not fall on the bones, but on something in the metacarpal bone.
It was a broken clay bowl, already extremely cracked. The entire bowl was covered with dense cracks, and the pieces fell off one after another in the strong wind.
Just as each piece of debris falls away, a blue light will appear.
It is as moist as the moon and as green as the ocean.
Chu Cheng looked at the clay bowl, his eyes lit up, and he reached out and pointed downward. The broken clay bowl broke free from the bone palm and fell into his hand.
As soon as the clay bowl fell into his hands, Chu Cheng shook it and scattered all the fragments. But the clay bowl did not shatter.
What was shattered was only the mud, but what was revealed was jade. This was not a clay bowl at all. The layer of mud was just the surface, and the real thing was indeed hidden inside.
The clay bowl was shattered in the mysterious tribulation, revealing its true face.
"Is this what it really looks like?" Chu Cheng looked at the jade bowl in his hand and murmured, feeling the cool water-like waves.
This jade bowl is very extraordinary, which can be seen from the fact that it was not destroyed into ashes during the terrifying mysterious catastrophe, but was still intact.
Under the light of two bright moons, it was reflected. You could see water flowing inside the jade in this bowl. Chu Cheng was in a trance, as if he saw a woman wearing palace clothes standing under the tree.
The shadow is very blurry, but it can still be seen that there is really a painting in the jade.
The four seasons in the painting seem to be changing, with spring, summer and autumn, rain, wind, thunder and snow appearing one after another. It seems that this painting is not a painting, but a world.
"Shanling, can you tell the origin of this bowl?" Chu Cheng's eyes flickered and he asked.
"How do I know, but this jade bowl gives me a very mysterious feeling. I am the body of a soul. Just one glance, and I feel like I am being sucked in. I dare not take another look." Li Shanling said.
"This is an unintentional thing... It is very likely that it is not an ordinary fairy weapon. It is of high grade and has amazingly powerful defense." Chu Cheng looked at the jade bowl. When the moonlight passed by, the image no longer appeared.
Picture screen.
Wang Wuxin is a powerful person from ancient times. Because he has no intention, he hopes to have a heart. Wuxin has been addicted to the way of puppets all his life, and his strength is astonishing. If he is given a certain amount of time, he may not be able to achieve the forbidden power as a puppet.
Chu Cheng should have thought that the thing left behind by this kind of existence would not be a simple thing. Perhaps the same is true for another fairy furnace.
At this moment, Chu Cheng's divine sea suddenly fluctuated.
The fluctuation was very faint, fainter than the murmur of running water, but it was still noticed.
"This is..." Chu Cheng's mind moved and he put away the jade bowl in his hand.
Qingmu followed Chu Cheng, wondering who his master was talking to.
Here, apart from Chu Cheng, he is the only one. There is no one named Shan Ling.
As for this jade bowl, he was just a first-level casual cultivator, so naturally he didn't know its origin. He only knew that it belonged to Chu Cheng.
When Aoki was thinking about how to answer the call, a clear light suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Master, look at that skeleton!" Aoki shouted.
Chu Cheng nodded. When that fluctuation appeared in the divine sea, he already knew what was going to happen next.
That was the connection between the blood slave and his mind, the connection from Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan was clearly shattered by the power of the Mysterious Tribulation, leaving only a skeleton. He also felt that his vitality was completely gone. However, he did not expect that he was not destroyed.
The clear light gradually turned into red fire. It was like the burning of a flame. It never wavered in the wind.
A smile appeared on Chu Cheng's face. He didn't know how Xiao Yan escaped this inevitable death. But he didn't die, which was a good thing for him after all.
For ordinary Xuanzhao early-stage monks who enter Xuanxuan with half-mysterious skills, they are three steps higher than them. For Chu Cheng, they are a powerful force.
The fireworks burned more violently, and gradually even the wind was caught in them, spreading in all directions.
Just three breaths and a long whistle.
This was a human whistle, and then a figure walked out of the fireworks. To be precise, it was a divine soul.
The aura of this divine soul is extremely powerful. It actually exceeds the aura of Aoki.
When this figure walked out, the fireworks trembled with a bang, and finally swung and compressed rapidly, and in the burst of dazzling sparks, they compressed into a red ball.
This bead was as big as a fist, emitting a scorching wave of light that instantly caused the area within a ten-mile radius to evaporate.
This bead fell into the hands of the soul.
Shenhun raised his head slightly, facing the moonlight, so that the light could fall on his face, making him feel more attractive.
It's just that this soul doesn't know that he is the body of a soul, and the moonlight passes directly through it without stopping at all.
Although this soul was weak, he could still see his face clearly. It was a hexagonal face.
"How...are you still alive?" Aoki was shocked when he saw this face.
The soul laughed, feeling that he was very charming. Hearing a cough, his face suddenly changed, and he quickly turned around and bowed to the white-clothed figure in front of him.
"Xiao Xiao has fulfilled his mission and completed the test that the master set for me!" Xiao Yan said, feeling excited and wanting to be praised by his master.
"What test?" Chu Cheng was also startled and asked in confusion.
Xiao Yan smiled and said: "Master showed me his heavenly means and defeated the mysterious thunder. Not only did he want to tell Xiao Xiao how powerful you are, but he also wanted to let me know that if you don't have some strength, I won't be qualified to follow you.
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"You are still smart, and you can tell the master's thoughts at a glance. You are worthy of being the second slave under my command after me."
Before Chu Cheng could speak, Aoki nodded and said.
"I followed the master before you, and I know more than you. The people our master has met are all the most powerful ones in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and they are also the most powerful ones even in the realm of annihilation.
Bit."
"It would be embarrassing if those peerless masters knew that the master accepted a piece of trash as his slave." Aoki nodded with satisfaction and said: "As my junior, you are really good. But how can you start from
Those who survived the mysterious tribulation?"
Aoki must pretend to be a senior at this moment and cannot let this person overpower him. He must firmly maintain his status as the number one slave and gain the attention of his master.
Xiao Yan heard this and looked up at Qingmu.
Invisible sparks collided between the four eyes.
"Is this the master's first slave? Haha, it's nothing more than that. So what if he has more seniority than me? From now on, I will be the one who pays the most attention to the master." Xiao Yan sneered in his heart.
From now on, I'm afraid I will have to compete with this person for favor in front of my master.
Chu Cheng didn't expect that he just had no choice but to treat him as an abandoned son, but Xiao Yan thought of this.
Naturally, he didn't know what these two people were thinking. After thinking about it, he just chuckled and said, "How did you escape this mysterious disaster?"
When Xiao Yan heard the question, he quickly said: "It's because of Xiao Xiao's natal mysterious weapon."
"My natal weapon? Isn't it my natal weapon?" Aoki was also stunned.
How could a monk in the Mysterious Realm get his own mysterious weapon? Moreover, Xiao Yan's precious spear had long been destroyed during the previous Mysterious Tribulation.
Xiao Yan smiled proudly, pointed to the fire bead in his hand and said: "I am the core disciple of the Fire Immortal Palace, with a distinguished status. Naturally, I have been given mysterious weapons, so how can I be as poor as those casual cultivators. Fortunately, what I have survived is a garbage mysterious tribulation.
, but even if you survive that mysterious tribulation, you will only be in the rubbish profound realm."
He felt that the profound energy in Qingmu's body was not strong, so he knew that this person was not a semi-occult person.
Qingmu's expression suddenly changed when he heard this. He didn't know that this person was referring to Sang and Huai, but he was talking about himself.
"Okay." Chu Cheng frowned. From this sentence, he knew that Xiao Yan abandoned his body and escaped into the fire bead at the critical moment, thus saving his life.
He also knew why these two people were fighting each other after meeting for the first time.
"But it's thanks to the master's help! Otherwise, Xiao Xiao will definitely die in this mysterious disaster." Xiao Yan was frightened for a while when he said this.
The mysterious tribulation was too terrifying. He had witnessed several core disciples in the sect going through the mysterious tribulation, but the power was far less terrifying. If it weren't for the two mysterious weapons thrown by Chu Cheng to offset the previous mysterious tribulation, he would have
The fire bead in my hand had been sacrificed long ago, and its fate was the same as that of the scepter and the clay bowl, which were destroyed and turned into sand. It could not survive the final aftermath.
He didn't know that at the last moment, the clay bowl shattered into pieces and revealed his true face, thereby blocking the twelfth wave of thunder.
"Now that the mysterious calamity has been overcome, let's go. I still need two cultivators of the Third Realm who are almost unstoppable."
Now he has obtained two blood slaves, and with Chu Cheng's current strength, he can obtain two more.
"Master, please wait a moment!" Xiao Yan quickly turned around and stepped towards the skeleton.
This was originally Xiao Yan's physical body. Now, as soon as the soul enters, it merges instantly, and fireworks start again in the body, gradually forming a physical body.
When this physical body was formed, a vast aura instantly hit him. This was the profound power of heaven and earth, pouring into his body.
After just ten breaths, Xiao Yan opened his eyes.
His aura became even more powerful, even at the first step of Chuzhao, but it overwhelmed Aoki. This made Aoki feel very bad.
But then he thought of the fish in the divine sea, no, it was the knife.
With this peerless magic sword in hand, even if you are a semi-mysterious person, so what? You can still defeat it.
Thinking that this peerless sword was given by his master, Qingmu looked at Chu Cheng with even more respect.
Sure enough, it's good to hold on to your thighs. The road ahead is smooth and bright.
"Let's go."
Two hours later, the three of them returned to the island of Qingmu. Chu Cheng asked the two of them to find the monks of the Three Realms who could not suppress their will to die.
The Spirit Island is very big, even in the outer realm, it is very vast. Without the teleportation array, most monks would not be able to get out of it in their lifetime.
Qingmu and Xiao Yan are now the second step of great power. If they were in the seven realms of the human world, their speed would be close to that of light. Although they are suppressed in this vast earth, their speed is still very fast.
Wherever the light shines, it goes wherever it is, and it is collected in the eyes in the mind. It is not difficult for two powerful Xuanzhao to find the monks in the third realm that Chu Cheng wants.
You can find it in less than a month.
Qingmu first carved out an area for Chu Cheng on the island, preventing his descendants for eighteen generations from entering, and then personally opened a cave for Chu Cheng, and then went to find the Three Realms to cultivate.
As time passed, Chu Cheng had been retreating in the cave.
A few days ago, Chu Cheng took out two alchemy furnaces. These two alchemy furnaces were both immortal-level, and one of them was the Tiantan furnace that was promoted to immortal during the Mysterious Tribulation.
He tried to use the immortal furnace to refine elixirs with humanistic cultivation to see if he could improve the Taoist elixir to a higher level.
After refining several furnaces of elixirs, and with the blessing of the Immortal Furnace, the Taoist elixir has indeed been upgraded to a higher level.
It's just that it's still an immortal-level elixir. If you don't take the second step, you won't be able to refine the immortal-level elixir after all. It's just a half-step to the immortal level.
Chu Cheng tried to use the mysterious power in the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo, but it directly caused the furnace to explode.
The mysterious force in the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo is, after all, an external force, not one's own. It cannot refine the elixir with the most perfect fit.
Although the Half-step Immortal Pill is half a level higher than the Dao Pill, there is not much difference in essence. If you don't enter the immortal level, you will eventually become a mortal. Chu Cheng did not continue to refine it.
Even if you refine hundreds of furnaces or thousands of furnaces, it will still be the same.
In the past few days, Chu Cheng has been holding a book.
This is an old, yellowed book with sticky paper and a strong aroma of wine, as if it had been soaked in alcohol.
On the first page of the book, there is a line of preface: The most cherished treasure of all women in the world - the most heaven-defying Kung Fu in the world written by Wang Wuxin.
This is Wang Wuxin's lifelong work, "Yanshi Lu".
If Jiutian Xuan Gong is the most miraculous skill in the world, then "Yanshi Lu" is the most bizarre magical method in the world.
Turn humans into puppets and become unintentional things. Reach the pinnacle and enter true immortality.
It's just that although "Yanshi Lu" is said to be a unique method, Chu Cheng is ready to learn this method. But he does not intend to refine himself into a puppet body.
The meaning of his existence is that he is intentional, not unintentional.
Ten days after Chu Cheng studied this strange method, Xiao Yan came back with a three-level cultivation method.
It's just that although the Third Realm cultivator has a strong intention to die, he still has not reached the critical point. It will take at least several decades, or even a hundred years, for the disaster to come.
Although a hundred years is short for a monk, it is still too long for Chu Cheng.
He didn't have so much time to wait, so he thought of a way, which was to feed the slaves with poison pills to destroy the remaining vitality step by step, leading to disaster.
If one doesn't work, then use two. If two doesn't work, then use hundreds.
Facts have also proved that this method is feasible. When the cultivator of the Third Realm swallowed fifteen poison pills, he caused his own downfall.
Chu Cheng was stunned by Xiao Yan and put a month
After pouring the flower and a pot of vitality spring into the Third Realm monk, the calamity of decline was instantly erased.
After that, Chu Cheng had no control over the catastrophe. As long as nothing unexpected happened, this person could survive this catastrophe.
There are still sounds echoing in the cave. This is the second three-level cultivator who has begun to cross the Xuanjie after being wiped out of his own death intention.
The sound was so loud that it could still be heard even in the cave.
But it still didn't disturb Chu Cheng.
"Sure enough, it's amazing. It's amazing. It can be called an eternal book!" Chu Cheng closed the original book, and the aroma of old wine that rolled up was also intoxicating.
"When the heaven's palm dies, the earth's management will live. But Wang Wuxin's sword takes a different direction and does not stand in the heaven and earth. Life and death are controlled by oneself."
"For Wang Wuxin, he is the sky and he is the earth. The so-called heaven and earth are where one's own will goes. They are ever-changing and can kill the enemy like a dead tree."
When Chu Cheng said this, he shook his head and sighed, saying: "But even so, was he destroyed in that disaster?"
Such a strange person who can write such a strange book is truly immortal, but he still becomes a cloud of smoke and only exists in the past.
"The way of puppets is divided into three steps: humans, ghosts, and nothingness. It is recorded in the book that humans are human and ghosts are mysterious. So what is this nothingness? Although this nothingness has an opening chapter, it is only recorded in one line."
"Born from being, born from nothing. Nothing is born, nothing is born...nothing...is nothing. What exactly does this mean? Could it be that Wang Wuxin didn't even deduce this third chapter?" Chu Cheng frowned, thinking a lot, but couldn't figure out what it meant.
He only knew that the Yanshi Lu was a fragment. Or maybe it was a complete book. But for this third step, even Wang Wuxin didn't deduce it. He only deduce whether there is such a thing as the ghost. Yi Tu. So this third chapter is still blank and has not been continued.
Chu Cheng shook his head and looked at the body lying in front of him.
This body has no breath, like a corpse, already dead.
This is indeed a dead thing. To be precise, it should be a puppet. A puppet that looks lifelike and indistinguishable from a human being.
But this doesn't look like a puppet.
Because on one arm of this puppet, there is some liquid solidified solid. This is the mark left by the healing of the wound.
This puppet actually has flesh-and-blood arms.
This is 666. Back then, 666 helped Chu Cheng and fought against Ji Ren. Although his strength was in the realm of Nirvana, he was not in Nirvana after all. He was defeated miserably in the hands of Ji Ren, and his whole body was torn to pieces, and he has no signs of waking up until now.
Chu Cheng looked at Liuliuliu, stood up from sitting cross-legged, walked to the front and squatted down again.
"Ghost is mysterious. Liuliu Liu must be a ghost-level puppet. When you reach the ghost level, can you be happy? Are you no different from humans?" Chu Cheng looked at Liuliu's body, thought for a while, and whispered to himself language.
"Repairing Liuliu Liu's body requires several mysterious objects. As long as you find these few objects, you can revive him."
Chu Cheng had experienced the powerful combat power of 666. I am afraid that it would take only 666 alone to suppress Xiao Yan and Qingmu.
"You have to find a way to get it. When you go to Cangyun Tian, you can ask. Although they are mysterious objects, it shouldn't be difficult to find these things in Cangyun Tian where strong people gather." Chu Cheng waved his hand. , the figure of 666 disappeared before his eyes and was taken into the Taichu space.
Then Chu Cheng sat up again, and with another wave, a bunch of torsos and limbs appeared, as well as a small black dog.
This pile of torsos and limbs are the things that were put away in the thatched hut where Wang Wuxin once lived in Donghua Immortal Palace. As for this little black dog, it is the three-level ancient animal that was once conquered in the Immortal Relics Land.
witch.
The soul of this ancient witch from the third realm was frozen by Li Shanling and Li Daitao, and Chu Cheng was rescued from the hands of Void Jianfeng, so only a body was left.
It's just that this body hasn't transformed yet, and it still looks like it did when it transformed.
Chu Cheng stretched out his hand and a few of the pile of torsos and limbs fell in front of him.
"Using blood as a matchmaker?" Chu Cheng said softly, and a dagger appeared in his hand, and he slashed towards his wrist. However, he only heard a collision, and the blade of the dagger instantly shattered, and there was only one thing in his wrist.
A white mark appears.
This white mark can be erased by simply wiping it with your hands.
"...."
Chu Cheng forgot one thing, his Xuan Huang Immortal Body has been reincarnated for four times. Unless it is a mysterious weapon, it is difficult to cut through the physical body.
He thought for a while, then took out a wine jar and drank all the wine in one gulp. Then he stopped suppressing the hidden wounds in his body and coughed violently, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
When the wine jar was full, Chu Cheng's face turned extremely pale. He quickly swallowed the half-step elixir he had refined a few days ago, and then regained his rosy look.
Chu Cheng closed his eyes for a long time, until the hidden injury was suppressed again. Then he picked up a torso, placed it on the ground, and assembled the limbs.
These torsos had already been refined by the ancient great master Wang Wuxin, and now they only need to use blood as a medium to carve out the lines recorded in "Yanshi Lu".
These lines are very complicated, and with Chu Cheng's current level of cultivation, he can only draw human symbols.
These torsos were very precious, and Chu Cheng was just going to try one out. If he succeeded, he would refine the body of the ancient witch into a puppet.
After all, although the ancient shaman only has the strength of the third realm, he once entered the Xuan Dynasty. His physical body is as powerful as the Xuan body.
After assembling it, Chu Cheng stretched out his hand to shatter the mouth of the wine jar, reached in to draw blood, and pointed at the puppet's body.
The moment it touched the body surface, Chu Cheng's fingers hooked again, drawing an ancient rune from top to bottom.
One stroke after another. As time passed, Chu Cheng sketched a total of 336,567 strokes.
The sun rises and the moon sets, and the moon sets and the moon rises. I already know how much time has passed.
Chu Cheng was already immersed in this hook. When he drew the last stroke, the blood in the wine jar was empty, and the puppet's body shook and flashed with red light.
I saw that on the surface of this puppet, those densely connected symbols were connected together. Although they were different symbols, they were intertwined in the red light, but they seemed to be connected into a new symbol.
This rune just flashed and instantly disappeared from the body and penetrated into the body.
When the red light disappeared, Chu Cheng saw the puppet's hands and feet trembling slightly, and then stood up stiffly.
This puppet's body looks as smooth as jade, much softer than a woman's skin. If you hadn't noticed that there was nothing on the lower body, you would have thought that this puppet was a beauty with a stunning appearance.
"It's done." Chu Cheng looked overjoyed as he watched the puppet stand up.
"I just don't know what level of strength this puppet has reached, and how it compares to the three realms." Chu Cheng's eyes flickered, and then he looked at his upper body.
The neck of this puppet is empty. There is no head.
That day, Chu Cheng did not see the puppet's head among the pile of debris in that thatched hut.