Chapter 417: I won't doubt Qin Yang, the puppet master who is sent to the door
Time flies, time flies like a shuttle.
The more pressing the situation, the less he talks about it. While traveling around the world, Qin Yang practices what he has learned, especially what he learned from Nan Ke Yimeng. Everything he takes on is based on these abilities.
By the time there were three years left, Qin Yang had almost practiced, and more news from the outside world had begun to come out.
Emperor Ying is very busy, very busy recently, and the conflict with the foreign races has reached a fever pitch.
The top experts of the human race were no longer able to survive alone, and were forced to be involved in this battle. Naturally, they began to fall on a large scale.
The painter sealed one hundred and eighty demon gods into the painting and perished with them.
The musicians burned their souls and performed the mourning formula, playing a tragic song for heaven and earth. The music hovered in the north for three months without stopping, turning it into a death zone.
One by one, strong men fell one after another, and in the west, there was a force called Shiluo Paosha, which rose rapidly. Its leader was revered as Buddha, and all living beings, whether mortals or monks, began to join its ranks.
Qin Yang was extremely envious of this kind of brainwashing ability.
You don't even need to think about it to know that this kind of great monk who suddenly rises must be the Blood Lama. This guy is just like the black shadow said, and he will recover very quickly in the sea of thoughts.
Qin Yang was happy to see the success and hoped that the Blood Lama could live a happier life. It would be best to attract Emperor Ying's attention as soon as possible.
Even because the Blood Lama was so powerful, Qin Yang asked him to push the Blood Lama when Nan Ke Yimeng appeared again.
After that, while traveling, I looked for opportunities to see when I could contact the wedding dress without anyone noticing and ask them about their current situation.
…
The Blood Lama was sitting on the highest floor of the nine-story golden pagoda, with his eyes slightly lowered and a grimace on his face. He couldn't tell how happy he was at all.
Wisps of faint golden light from all around continued to pour into the Blood Lama's body, causing his strength to rise rapidly at a speed far exceeding that of normal practice.
But he was holding a roll of animal skin in his hand, and the bitter look on his face became even more intense.
"I originally thought that the painter was just a descendant of Wu Daozi, but I didn't expect that it was Wu Daozi himself. In this case, I have been asleep for a short time, so why are there no traces of the four saints in the epic of calligraphy and tea? This Ying Emperor again
When did it appear?"
"It's wrong, it's wrong, it's so wrong. I shouldn't have recovered so fast. It's so fast that it's shocking..."
The more the Blood Lama thought about it, the more something was wrong. He had risen rapidly in the past two years, and there were more and more channels for getting information. But the more this happened, the more confused he became.
This world is completely different from what he expected. This is not what he expected. The chaotic period at the end of the era is more like a world that was transformed into a part of it. Some people who have heard of it and even familiar people are still there.
, but some have disappeared.
There has never been a Buddhist or Taoist monk here, which is the biggest flaw.
After the Blood Lama thought for a long time and continued to speculate, he realized that there was something wrong with his reincarnation, and the last glimmer of life left behind must have turned into a Blood Lama.
If he had been here before, there would be no reason for it to take so long for him to start to recover. In other words, someone brought him here.
"Who brought me here before?"
He was full of doubts, but he had no memory of the past. In order to leave this glimmer of hope, he had taken special measures to fear that a new consciousness would be born to replace him, but now he was trapped in a cocoon.
He felt that something was wrong with the world, but he couldn't figure out why.
His resurrection in this world is equivalent to a creature born in this world, because here, flowers, birds, fish, insects, mountains, rocks, grass and trees all have a chance, not least a guy like him, who is not special at all.
It's hard to see through it when you're in the middle of it.
This world has gone through countless cycles before the special freak Nan Ke Yimeng appeared.
The more something feels wrong, the more time it takes to recover. Similarly, if you want to speed up recovery, you must continue to expand your power, and so on.
As of today, Shenting has begun to notice him and is preparing to recruit him.
He had no choice but to postpone it for the time being.
"Dong dong dong..."
A knock on the door rang outside, and there were converted monks, praying devoutly.
"Buddha, the people you are looking for have already found one who is still alive."
"Bring it in." The Blood Lama calmed down and replied in a deep voice.
Soon, an old man with gray hair was brought up.
The old man was neither humble nor arrogant, he bowed his hands and saluted.
"I have seen the Buddha, but I wonder what the Buddha wants to ask for?"
The Blood Lama stared hard at the old man in front of him and met his eyes. After a long time, he slowly asked.
"Don't you recognize me?"
"The Buddha was joking. I just saw the Buddha for the first time today."
"Maybe I remember it wrong. I invite you to come here because I want to ask if you would like to enter my Buddhist temple to practice?"
"Thank you, Buddha, for your love. I'm used to this worldly world and so many worries. I'll just count it as a few more years if I can live. I've long since lost my ambition." The old man smiled and answered casually.
The Blood Lama looked stunned and replied in a somewhat lost tone.
"Then don't force it..."
After a while, everyone left, and the Blood Lama came back to his senses.
This reply was basically the same as before, confirming that he was the person he was looking for, but this person didn't recognize him at all.
"Something's wrong, something's wrong with this world. It's not an illusion, but it's not right either. Has someone erased all the marks of Buddhist practice, or is this world itself not a real world?"
Thinking of the huge shortcomings here and the lack of many things, the Blood Lama nodded again.
"This is not the real world."
The Blood Lama slowly opened his eyes and muttered again in a more firm tone.
"This is not the real world."
The moment he said these words, he noticed something strange, but the surroundings remained unchanged.
The knock on the door sounded again.
This time, the visitor walked in without waiting for him to speak.
"You are right, this is the real world, but it is a world with shackles."
He closed his eyes, with a faint smile on his lips, as if he had his eyes open, looking up and down at the Blood Lama, admiring in his heart.
There is only one way for the resurrected creatures here to choose.
Where did Qin Yang find such a strange guy?
Golden light appeared all over the Blood Lama's body, he clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name loudly.
However, those golden lights passed through Nan Ke Yimeng's body and did not remain at all.
"No need to worry too much, your method is useless to me. If I want to kill you, you are already dead."
The Blood Lama restrained his golden light, looked at Nan Ke Yimeng with a wary face, then looked around, then waved his hand, and the pagoda turned into nothingness, but there was nothingness outside.
Nanke Yimeng waved his hand, and everything returned to its original state.
"Nan Ke Yimeng!" The seriousness in the Blood Lama's eyes increased by three points.
"Yes, it's me. I will only tell you once. If you want to survive, you have to fight with Emperor Ying. In three years, after three years, if you can't defeat Emperor Ying, you will be finished.
, everything will happen again, and you will not remember this. Only one of you and him can control the world, and only one can survive."
"What the hell is this place?"
"I don't know either, but I know that in three years, everything will go back to more than 10,000 years ago, and the cycle will repeat endlessly."
"Why did you tell me?"
"Except for Emperor Ying, it doesn't matter who you are to me. Although you are quite annoying, I have seen enough people like you in countless lifetimes. You will catch me."
Every chance, by any means necessary.”
"You want to use me?"
"Yes, I just want to use you, because you can recover quickly enough here. Three years, as long as there are enough conditions, will definitely be enough for you to recover to your peak period. You have the strength to compete with Emperor Ying."
"You also have this kind of strength."
"No, you are wrong, I didn't. I am a creature transformed by the thoughts of the gods, and you, like Emperor Ying, are an outsider, not transformed by the thoughts of the gods. Only you have a chance, but I don't have such a chance.
, I have lived enough, I have suffered enough from eternal reincarnation and never-ending suffering. I am telling you this. Whether you do it or not is entirely up to you. You only have this one chance."
After Nan Ke Yimeng said this, he turned around and left.
The Blood Lama's expression changed as he weighed the truth of these things. Suddenly, he thought of something.
"Besides Emperor Ying, who else is an outsider?"
Nan Ke Yimeng paused, smiled vaguely, and recalled what Qin Yang said.
"If he asks, just tell the truth."
Nan Ke Yimeng turned around with a smile on his face.
"A minister of Emperor Ying, a sister of Emperor Ying, and two female cultivators who can be ignored. The last one is a very interesting young man. You were brought in by him. You have been pestering him, but behind him is
You go on your own.
They have all had part of their memories erased and can no longer leave here. Except for Emperor Ying, you are the only one who has a chance.
Oh, by the way, you'd better restrain your thoughts and memories, otherwise, what I tell you may be known to others.
With that said, I say goodbye."
The dream disappeared silently and turned into a real pagoda again. The Blood Lama had a sullen face, wondering how the dream came and how it left. He didn't even have the slightest resistance.
Recalling what Nan Ke Yimeng said, the Blood Lama knew in his heart that these were most likely true, and he even understood where this place was.
But every word was true, but it left him with no choice.
He understood that he was being taken advantage of, but there was nothing he could do about it. He had no choice but to do this if he wanted to survive.
The creatures in the sea of thoughts do not have this qualification.
His consciousness is from outside and he has the qualifications, but he is resurrected here, so there is no way.
The last hope is to fight against Emperor Ying.
Fight for the only spot to control the entire world, transcend this place, and get a great opportunity.
But the Blood Lama didn't think about Qin Yang at all.
What he thought of was naturally his instinct before resuscitating, which made him cling to a young man. After arriving here, he realized that there were more and stronger forces here that could resuscitate him, so he abandoned the young man and left on his own.
After realizing the true nature of the world, the Blood Lama became completely ruthless.
Begin to speed up the recovery process by any means or at any cost.
…
In just one month, Qin Yang got the news that the power established by the Blood Lama was expanding like a plague, and he would use any means or cost to force the transformation.
So much so that they are now at odds with Shenting.
Shenting sent Li Taixuan, and the Blood Lama was injured by Li Taixuan. However, just a few days later, he turned around and injured Li Taixuan by unknown means.
There is a name out there, the divine court is tyrannical, and he wants to save the common people.
It's a head-on confrontation.
And here, Shenting had to allocate part of its strength to fight the Blood Lama when the external war was in full swing.
The leader happens to be the only idle wedding dress in the divine court.
After Qin Yang knew the news, he walked happily to the place where the two sides were fighting.
Telling lies is nothing. If you want to rely on the strength of others, you must be sincere and truthful, and there must be no falsehoods at all.
What Qin Yang told Nan Ke Yimeng was the truth. When Nan Ke Yimeng went to push the blood lama, naturally everything he told was the truth.
It is true that he has no way out, and it is also true that his last slim chance is to compete with Emperor Ying.
Of course, he could also do nothing, wait for the waves to roll, forget everything, and completely transform into a living creature here.
Unfortunately, there was a precedent like Nan Ke Yimeng where it was completely difficult to even think about dying. He only had to think about it, fearing that he would rather die than endure the pain of never being reincarnated.
Halfway through the journey, Qin Yang was forced to stop.
A boy of thirteen or fourteen, carrying a small coffin that was taller than him, stopped in front of Qin Yang.
Qin Yang looked around. This place was just a wilderness, and it was still in mid-air. There was no road, but he still got out of the way.
He still respected the dead very much, and would not go back to confront the dead when they came to mourn or return home.
Qin Yang got out of the way, but the child continued to block Qin Yang.
Qin Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the young man.
The young man had two braids on his head, and the bright smile on his face seemed to be frozen there, which looked very strange.
Qin Yang turned around, but the young man's figure stopped in front of him in an instant, with the smile on his face still bright.
After doing this several times, Qin Yang felt angry.
At this moment, the young man's figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Murderous intent surged out like a landslide. Qin Yang punched out without thinking.
"Pfft..."
The young man's body was violently blasted, leaving only the coffin falling to the ground.
Qin Yang looked stunned, what is going on?
Falling to the ground, he looked at the small coffin, which was less than one person tall. After opening it, there was a doll that looked like a boy inside, with a stiff and bright smile on his face.
Qin Yang looked left and right, and he saw that this was indeed a doll. The workmanship was very exquisite, but there were obvious marks on the joints of the body. It was not a real person at all.
After thinking for a moment, Qin Yang slowly stretched out his hand, grabbed one of the puppet's arms, and put it back on his chest.
Skills have no response.
Qin Yang silently closed the coffin lid, dug a hole on the spot, and buried the coffin in it.
Then he took out some materials, imposed layers of restrictions, and then set up a formation to seal it.
After doing all this, Qin Yang stood there quietly and watched.
After a few breaths, the formation was activated and layers of spiritual light dissipated.
A pair of metal-forged puppet hands stretched out from the cracks and forcibly tore apart the restrictions and formations. Even though the spiritual light bombarded the body, it was still unscathed.
After the puppet came out, he opened his mouth and spat out, and a wooden ball flew out. It was strong in the wind, and instantly turned into a wooden cover, covering Qin Yang and him inside.
"You are so strange. After killing someone, why would you bury a doll?"
The puppet speaks human words, just like the voice of a young man.
"Puppet Master, or rather, you like others to call you Puppet Master. You came all the way to see me, and you still find me and play this trick with me. Well, Nan Ke Yimeng can only tell you."
"It seems that the dream master is right. You are quite smart. Little tricks can't fool you." The puppet moved its mouth and laughed.
Qin Yang frowned slightly, what kind of trick was Nan Ke Yimeng doing?
"Don't think about it. I'll tell you. Dream Master can't leave, but I can walk. It's not just the Dream Master who understands the truth. He killed me once in a dream before. That time I abandoned my body and transformed
I gained my soul and turned into a doll, and then I unexpectedly woke up. Later, I hid all the important things in the doll. I could already be regarded as a magic weapon, so I would wake up every time, sooner or later.
This time, I knew what the dream master wanted to do. I told him that if he didn't help me, I would make trouble like last time and make it impossible for him to die unless he was willing to be devoured by Emperor Ying. If you helped me, I
Will also help you.
If you don't agree, I will stop you until three years later."
Qin Yang squinted his eyes, looked at the puppet master up and down, crossed his arms, and sat directly on the ground with a smile on his face.
"I have always been a kind-hearted person, and I am most willing to help others. However, I have a bad temper. I have never been threatened by others. I am unyielding and can kill or behead me as you please. Even if you don't kill me,
If you have to trap me, then we will waste it. At worst, I will turn into a creature in this world. Anyway, I won’t remember this next time. It’s rare to be confused in life, which is good.”
After saying this, Qin Yang sat on the ground, closed his eyes tightly, and focused on his own practice. In an instant, he entered a state of forgetfulness about things and myself.
The puppet master was a little surprised and scratched his head, sparks flying.
"Dream Master lied to me again?"
Muttering to himself, the puppet master looked at Qin Yang and suddenly slapped Qin Yang on the head.
The slap stayed in front of Qin Yang's forehead, but Qin Yang still closed his eyes tightly and showed no reaction at all, as if he had fallen into the depths of spiritual practice and was unable to extricate himself.
Seeing this scene, the puppet master suddenly realized.
"Yes, Dream Master is the worst person. He has killed me seven times and lied to me countless times. He must have lied to me again this time. The outsiders who came in this time are all very powerful, but this guy is the only one."
The weakest, he has had his memory wiped by Emperor Ying, how can he still have a door...
That's not right. He must have some skills. Maybe he is a dream master who tricked me and made me do it the other way around. Emperor Ying is too strong and he will destroy this place. The remaining outsiders are all too strong.
, he is Emperor Ying’s man again, this man who is not afraid of death is my last chance.”
The puppet master sat there, talking to himself.
Qin Yang's consciousness sank into the eyes of the sea, and he transformed into a body shape, lying on his side in the void with his head propped up, having a lying talk with the black shadow and the ugly chicken.
"Qin Youde is full of evil intentions. I bet that this guy will be fooled by Qin Youde until he can't find him!" A face appeared in the black shadow, with sneers and contempt on his face.
"Humph, you are still a person from ancient times, why are you so naive? You deserve to be able to just talk nonsense now!" The ugly chicken retorted disdainfully, holding its wings with a stinky face, and then seemed to recall some bad memories,
He rolled his eyes and glanced at the black shadow.
"Heiying, do you want to make a bet? Just bet on whether this guy will be tricked by Qin Youde into recognizing him as his master. If you lose, the next time Qin Youde throws something in unscrupulously, you will swallow it all!
"
"Silly bird, do you think I'm as stupid as you? No fight!"
"Oh no, you eggless bastard!"
"Haha, you're a fool. If you still don't admit it, I'd be dead a long time ago. Don't you know?"
Qin Yang happily listened to the bickering between these two idiots, not worried at all that he would be killed.
Anyway, if this puppet master really wanted to kill himself, it wouldn't be too difficult.
It is better to maintain my usual integrity. I, Qin Youde, have always been a mighty and unyielding good man.
After a day, Qin Yang slowly opened his eyes.
The puppet master was still there muttering and not knowing what to say.
Feeling that Qin Yang was awake, the puppet master instantly appeared in front of Qin Yang.
"I won't threaten you anymore, I won't kill you, let's cooperate, okay?"
"Let me ask you a question first."
"Say." The puppet master sat there, as if he knew everything and could not stop talking.
"There are so many outsiders, why are you looking for me?"
"You have a door."
"How do you know I have it? No one else has it?"
"Because you are the weakest."
"..." Qin Yang was silent for a moment and didn't want to talk to him for a moment.
If this guy is beaten to death, it will definitely be because of this mouth!
"If you want to cooperate, you can, but how do I know if you will bite me back after the matter is done? I feel very insecure. Since you said you are a magic weapon, then it is okay to accept me as your master? At least let me know for sure.
You won't bite me back."
"That's it?" The puppet master scratched his head, sparks flew everywhere, and he almost burst out laughing.
The treasure is strong but the master is weak. He can't refine it at all. What's the use of recognizing the master? If he wants to rebel, he can easily erase the mark left behind.
"If you didn't tell me earlier, it's so simple. Don't worry, I still have to rely on you. Come on."
The puppet master smiled happily, gave up resistance on his own initiative, and waited for Qin Yang to refine it.
"Have you thought about it? It's not sweet to force yourself. If you are not sincere, what's the use of me refining you?"
"Don't worry, I'm different from the Dream Master. I don't lie."
"Have you really thought about it? Let me tell you, I have a special method, the refining speed is very fast, and I can even refine magic weapons that are stronger than me."
"Why are you so verbose? Come on!"
"Hey, I told you everything, but don't blame me for not telling you in advance!" Qin Yang sighed, reluctantly stretched out a hand and put it on the puppet master's shoulder.
Feeling that the skill could be activated, Qin Yang immediately activated it.
A stream of light swept across the inside and outside of the doll in an instant, and at an irresistible terrifying speed, the refining was completed in the blink of an eye.
"alright."
The puppeteer stood there blankly for a long time and said in a harsh voice.