Fireworks are born in the world, and fireworks will last forever.
The solitary lamp does not illuminate the things in this world, but let us wait and see how things will turn out in the future.
Who knows what the sky has in store? When the dust is lifted, it suddenly becomes clear.
We have all made mistakes in this life and in the past, but we have a bright future waiting for tomorrow.
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"You two will stay here first, and everyone else will leave first."
The midday sun shines down from the gaps in the branches of the peach forest, and the brightest beam of light shines right around Song Pingcun. He stood there and spoke simply, as domineering as an emperor's command.
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes swept over everyone, making people dare not disobey in any way.
No one thought his words were disrespectful, so everyone bowed and backed away.
Song Pingcun asked them to step back, but did not let them leave. These people only dared to withdraw from the peach grove and wait outside the peach grove.
"Now, you two, tell me what's going on?" Song Pingcun looked at the two of them.
Wen Wu sighed sadly. He knew that things could no longer be hidden. However, he directly knelt down and said: "Sect Master Song, if you have any request, just ask. But for this matter, my life depends on this. If you want to kill or cut into pieces, you will never frown."
Shi Jingtang looked at Wen Wushang and felt a little unbearable. He stopped talking and knelt beside him.
This was their best choice. No matter how much kindness Song Pingcun felt, there was a barrier in his mind that seemed to be created, and he did not consider any issues that revealed the relationship between the two sects at all.
Song Pingcun ignored the two men kneeling not far away. He seemed to be determined to kill himself and said coldly: "It would be too easy to kill you. If you think this will solve the problem, you are wrong. I just want the answers I want."
Hearing Song Pingcun's words, Wen Wushang and Shi Jingtang were stunned. They did not expect that Song Pingcun would be so cold and persistent.
Shi Jingtang looked at Song Pingcun with some fear in his heart. He knew that in Song Pingcun's eyes, he and Wen Wushang were really as he said. Killing was very simple, but the answer Song Pingcun needed was something neither of them could possibly give. Seeing that the matter had reached a deadlock, there seemed to be no solution.
"If Sect Master Song insists on asking for an explanation for the villagers in this village, I will go down and plead guilty." Wen Wushang is also a ruthless character. He just realized the new cultivation system, but now he raised his hand towards Baihui. The hole was patted down.
"Mr. Wen..." Shi Jingtang exclaimed, but did not stop him because he knew that he could not stop Wen Wushang's decision.
However, with a full blow, just when Wen Wushang's palm was about to touch his Baihui point, his body suddenly became stiff.
His eyes were full of horror and disbelief.
"I didn't let you die. You couldn't die even if you wanted to." Song Pingcun's voice of approval reached Wen Wushang's ears.
Wen Wushang, whose arm recovered instantly, smiled bitterly, "Song Master, you can kill with just a nod."
However, Wen Wushang heard Song Pingcun's cold tone for the first time today, "My subordinates, when will it be your turn to decide your own life or death?"
Suddenly, a ray of light entered the sea of consciousness before Wen Wushang and Shi Jingtang had time to react. Before he understood what was happening, he realized that he had lost control of his body. Their bodies became stiff, as if they had become puppets. And their consciousness was pulled into a dark tunnel by a powerful force.
Scene after scene flashed before my eyes, both strange and familiar, until the experience of this life reappeared and my consciousness returned. After being in a daze for a moment, the two of them looked surprised and bowed their heads, "Master, you are finally back to pick us up."
"It's not time yet, you are still too weak now." Song Pingcun sighed.
"My subordinates did not do well. Please punish me, master." Wen Wushang and Shi Jingtang replied tremblingly without raising their heads.
"It's not your fault, you have done well enough. It's just that time is not up yet, Song Pingcun has not grown up yet, and Blue Star's strength is still too weak." Song Pingcun seemed to be talking not about himself, but about another person he.
However, the two kneeling men did not dare to reply to his words.
"We don't have much time. The isolation formation Liu Yiyi has set up will not last long. I'll make a long story short. You two will watch and train the dozens of people outside. As long as you don't rebel and make good use of it, I will be of great use in the future." Song Pingcun was very happy. curious.
"Master, please tell me how to arrange it in the future." Wen Wushang asked for instructions.
"Didn't I just say it? Time is running out. Just do what you have to do and don't go to the Shuxian Sect." After Song Pingcun said this, he said nothing else and looked at the sky. He continued: "There will be another disaster in the future. You should all hurry up. I won't go looking for the other sixteen people one by one. I will leave this matter to you, Shi Jingtang, to wake them up one by one!"
"Yes, Master." Shi Jingtang replied respectfully.
"I believe you, just go as usual from now on. Do whatever you have to do. After all, Zhang Daniu's village is still caused by me. This peach forest should keep the status quo from now on!" Song Pingcun glanced around, and after all, there was still some apology.
These two people could actually think of splitting the Shennong Sect in two in order to maintain their influence, and combining light and dark was indeed a good move. While helping them recall the past, he also checked their reincarnation experiences, and was very happy in his heart. Those who know how to adapt are the best executors. It is not easy for these people to understand clearly from his words.
Initially, it was Ji Shance's suggestion to banish Shushan back to Blue Star, to leave a thin line in everything. Unexpectedly, this thin line was actually used.
"But, old friend, how did you know that this front line would stay on Blue Star?" Song Pingcun secretly asked himself in his heart at this moment, not following him to the Emperor Star, but willing to stay on Blue Star, this is completely inconsistent. The style of an imperial weapon. You definitely need to find the answer yourself. Jishance will not give him the answer.
"Master, then we..." Wen Wushang asked softly.
"You all go back. When the time is right, I will notify you naturally. This time, you have to follow me up." Song Pingcun's tone was full of affirmation and perseverance.
"Yes" Wen Wushang and Shi Jingtang left.
Taolin returned to calm. It turned out that the earthen house and the objects inside had long been turned into dust, leaving only an open space. The remaining houses around it seemed to have returned to their original state at this time, falling one after another, and the spiritual power of dozens of people The fluctuations had already dispersed everything. Even the peach trees around the village no longer existed. There was a large open space, as if a giant had stepped on it and left a huge mark.
Song Pingcun walked slowly outside the peach forest step by step.
The "brocade handkerchiefs" left by Liu Yiyi flew back to his hand one by one, "This little fox is really interesting!"
Yes, before Wen Wushang and Shi Jingtang took action, Song Pingcun's body was controlled by the ancestor of the same name. If not, Liu Yiyi might have heard that instead of setting up the formation, she was told to take action.
It was even more impossible for Song Pingcun to deal with the attack of more than fifty people so easily.
Taking advantage of the formation's shielding effect, he also gave some advice to his former subordinates. There are indeed problems with Blue Star's cultivation system, and these problems were originally planned by him. There is a price to pay for dormancy. The lower the planet, the less suspicious it is. The saint is probably not that simple. Fortunately, Song Er solved it perfectly.
When the last brocade handkerchief was returned to his hand, Song Pingcun's originally confident eyes and face became extremely shocked, "Ancestor, where are you from?"
What was waiting for him was the sound of the lush leaves in the peach forest blowing gently in the wind.
"Brother Zhang Daniu, I'm really sorry. I didn't expect things to turn out like this." Song Pingcun felt a little dull and gloomy.
He was like a bystander, witnessing with his own eyes all that "he" had done under the control of his ancestor's soul, and heard these conversations word for word. I even figured out why the avatar's soul could be cultivated to 12 inches on Sekiri Island. It should be that the body did not belong to me. If it hadn't been on the way to the open sea, I suddenly thought of tempering the fusion of the skeleton and the spiritual seed, and in the hot spring With the exchange of meat on the island, I am afraid that I am now on the same path as Wen Wushang and the others. At least Song Er's future is destined.
Fortunately, I have stopped practicing in recent years. If I take another step forward, I will enter the results of the ancestor of Wind Spirit. The more I thought about it, the more I became afraid. Why didn’t this ancestor remind himself earlier?
What he didn't know was that, whether it was a sudden whim or a chance, if it weren't for these factors, his soul might have been extinguished now, or he might have been hidden by his ancestor. He was able to retain himself and let Song Er go to the abandoned place. It was clear that the ancestor saw his infinite possibilities, and this opportunity was earned by himself.
However, between opportunities and dangers, there are more dangerous elements.
