Shi Zhixuan was silent for a moment, then suddenly came back to his senses, his whole person's temperament changed, and he returned to his usual state of being full of wisdom, charming and unrestrained.
"That's fine!"
He laughed and said to Wang Tongtong: "As you wish, go to the prince's side!"
Wherever you fell, you got up. Why did you lose so badly in these games? It's because you know yourself but don't know the enemy!
Shi Zhixuan still can't figure out why the prince killed Li Mi.
He even suspected that the prince had practiced the secret method of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism and could see the relationship between people from cause and effect.
If it were anyone else, he would have developed the fear of being invincible and would have fled as far as he could, but Shi Zhixuan refused to give up. Under the strong pressure, he regained his absolute calmness and regained the high ground with his IQ.
Let’s see what happens to Wang Tong!
Wang Tong was confused by him.
He is indeed sick!
Moody, should I go or not?
"Take it!"
As soon as the thought came to his mind, Shi Zhixuan opened his palm, with a vermilion elixir rolling on his palm.
Wang Tong's cheek twitched, he took the elixir, raised his head and drank it.
People under the eaves have to bow their heads.
But as long as I don't die today, I will one day take revenge and avenge my previous shame.
"Boy, I know you hate me, don't be patient, now I'll give you a chance!"
Shi Zhixuan looked down at Wang Tong with a deceitful smile: "Go and tell the prince that the virtuous holy monk is the Holy Sect Shi Zhixuan, and ask him to detoxify you from the poison of the Tianyin Eclipse Heart Pill. You may be able to save a small life and stay by your side.
A meteoric rise!"
Wang Tong's expression changed and he hesitated.
"If you want to be a chess piece, you will live! If you don't want to be a chess piece, you will die!"
Shi Zhixuan waved his hand: "The road is at your feet, choose it yourself!"
Wang Tong left, and Song Que sat down. While continuing to sharpen the knife, he said: "With this young man's quick wit, in order to prevent the prince from suspecting that it is a cruel trick, he might go all out and expose it on the spot at the Dharma Assembly!"
"Yes! I have already considered this situation!"
Shi Zhixuan stood silent for a moment and suddenly said: "I want to see that person!"
Song Que paused for a moment while sharpening his knife, then looked over with piercing eyes: "You want to learn blood solution?"
Blood solution is a unique secret method that can use blood loss to promote the circulation of blood vessels, and suddenly enhance the skill to break through the siege and escape.
If you combine it with the phantom magic body technique, you will definitely be able to miss a single hit and escape thousands of miles away.
"Hemolysis? Not enough! Not enough!"
Shi Zhixuan suddenly came out of the yard, and his self-deprecating laughter came from far away: "Even a little boy knows how to burn a boat, but I still hesitate, I am really ashamed!"
After a while, Shi Zhixuan returned to the temple outside the city. When he was about to enter the Zen room, he stopped and took a deep breath.
He had never imagined that he would lure the prince into an ambush in Chengdu and fake the ancient tomb into the tomb of the Holy Emperor. He would actually lead to this demon-like figure.
But it was too late to regret.
What's even more helpless is that he clearly knows that there is a cliff ahead of him, but he still wants to take one step forward, hoping to create a miracle and soar into the sky!
"Come in!"
After a slight daze, a gentle voice sounded from inside the meditation room.
"you!"
Pushing the door open, Shi Zhixuan saw the great virtuous holy monk sitting on a futon.
Shi Zhixuan's pupils suddenly shrank.
Just like Pei Ju, an official in the Sui Dynasty, the great virtuous saint monk is also one of his incarnations. He himself spans the three paths of Buddhism, Demonology and Confucianism, and has reached the pinnacle of achievements, which can be said to be unparalleled in the world.
But now, he is looking at another "self", with a majestic appearance and a generous life.
The atmosphere in the Zen room became inexplicably weird.
"It's a pity to give up this identity, let me pretend it for you!"
Until the man pretending to be a virtuous holy monk smiled, as innocent and pure as a child, and the air suddenly became lively: "If I don't do this, you will ask me to save you a favor.
How can I thank you?"
"Senior, I am willing to spread my power and cultivate demons!"
Shi Zhixuan ignored him and remained silent for a while, then slowly spoke, each word seemed to be of great importance.
"To deal with the prince? Why bother? Why bother?"
The man turned the beads, chanted the Buddha's name, and chanted: "All dharmas are like dreams. Originally, there was nothing. Dreams are inherently silent. They are not empty until now."
This sentence is said in a chanting method, which is like chanting sutras but not chanting sutras. It has an indescribable flavor.
"It's nothing, why bother..."
Shi Zhixuan's eyes were warm and he sighed slowly, but the next moment, his expression suddenly changed: "Are you confusing me with Buddhist teachings?"
This is incredible.
Shi Zhixuan originally studied under the four great sage monks and practiced Buddhist techniques. He pretended to be a great virtuous saint and could not distinguish the true from the false. He was only under the five strongest monks in Buddhism, but now he was almost saved by Zen skills!
"A little test."
The man waved his hand casually, and the Zen-like charm that had just filled him disappeared in an instant. There was a hint of cruelty in the corner of his mouth, full of devilish aura: "Don't you know the inferiority of superiors and inferiors? Give it back to you, yours?"
"Please ask Senior Evil Emperor to teach me the most powerful secret of the Holy Sect—the cultivation of demons in the heart of the Tao!"
Shi Zhixuan slowly closed his eyes and said.
Evil Emperor, among the two sects of the Demon Sect and the Six Paths, only the leader of the Evil Ji Sect who possesses unparalleled demonic power has this qualification.
So this person is actually the Evil Emperor Xiang Yutian!
An old monster who has lived for three hundred years and is the strongest person in the world, bar none!
"Prince, whether it is a coincidence or a deliberate plan, the arrival of this enemy is something you never expected!"
Shi Zhixuan took pleasure in the pain and chose to surrender temporarily.
Yes, his self-esteem and ambition will not surrender to anyone.
If one day he surrenders willingly, the real Shi Zhixuan will be dead, and all that will be left is an empty shell.
"You are indeed the most outstanding talent in the Holy Sect after me, but you are also qualified to practice the method of cultivating demons in the Taoist heart!"
Xiang Yutian's eyes showed a strange color: "Xie Tiao, the founder of Xie Ji Sect, is a genius. After studying the God of War Illustrated Silk Book and the Heavenly Demon Strategy, he created this unparalleled magical skill that can exhaust all changes in the world! The first to enter the Tao, the seed.
Demons are second, standing demons are third, with your Immortal Seal, fire comes out of water, life and death stand side by side, you can directly enter the realm of demon cultivation!"
He paused and continued: "But this is also your weakest stage. If you meet a great master who is good at yin and yang, you may even be deprived of your demon seed. I think Song Que's injuries are worse than those of the current prince."
He is obviously that kind of person, do you know the risks involved?"
"clear!"
Shi Zhixuan looked determined: "Because of this, once my demon seed is achieved, it will have an unparalleled attraction for him!"
Appreciation showed in Yutian's eyes.
The identities of hunter and prey are interchanged, sometimes only in an instant.
When the prince wanted to seize the demon seed in Shi Zhixuan's body, he might have been lured out alone without any heavy protection.
Until then, use the power of the heavenly sword and the power of the demon species to kill them with one force!
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At the same time, outside the Prince's Mansion, Wang Tong thought about it, hesitated for a long time, and turned around to leave.
It was too much like a trick, and he didn't dare to bet that the prince would trust him.
Only the Buddhist Dharma Assembly in half a month will be the real life!
However, Wang Tong had just taken a few steps when someone suddenly blew a breath of cold air around his neck.
He turned around with a pale face and saw a white-faced and beardless chamberlain asking with a smile: "Young man, what is your name?"