This scene……
It happened so fast!
It's so fast that it makes people's brains lack oxygen.
Almost everyone was dumbfounded when they saw the puppet remains and fragments scattered all over the ground.
What the hell is going on?
Zhao Ziyan, who was still gushing a second ago, was in a roller coaster mood. She rushed from the highest peak to the bottom in an instant, and it was like a roller coaster overturning.
Those guys who were watching the fun and making sarcastic remarks also had their mouths wide open at this time!
This big mouth can eat a tire without any problem.
As for Tan Xiaoyu, who was sitting on the ground crying, he was also dumbfounded.
Tan Xiaoyu knows it better than anyone else.
The puppet's subsequent battle was not his own doing, but the puppet's own reaction!
This is a bit appalling.
When did the puppets themselves become conscious?
But these are not issues that Tan Xiaoyu has considered.
As a woman whose life is as tough as weeds, Tan Xiaoyu seized opportunities that were not opportunities.
Regardless of whether the puppet is going crazy on its own, the outcome has already been decided. .b.
Tan Xiaoyu patted his butt and sat up from the ground. Then he changed his weak and decisive expression before and instead told Zhao Ziyan in a warning tone: "Senior Sister Zhao, now that the outcome has been decided, how long are you going to keep fooling around?"
This slap in the face directly caused Zhao Ziyan to have an emotional breakdown.
Zhao Ziyan, who looked like a moon-shy flower, covered her head and murmured: "Impossible...impossible! How could I lose?"
At this moment, Zhao Ziyan's inner fear far outweighed her hatred for Tan Xiaoyu.
These two Qiongqi puppets are important assets of the Zhao family.
Nowadays, when the sect is declining, materials are scarce, and technology is lost, two Qiongqi puppets were destroyed. Tan Xiaoyu could not consider the consequences, but Zhao Ziyan knew... that she would definitely be severely punished by the family.
Zhao Ziyan was stunned, her mind was in a state of confusion, her usual arrogance completely disappeared, replaced by an emotional breakdown that caused her brain to shut down.
Faced with Tan Xiaoyu's accusation, Zhao Ziyan didn't even refute, but just kept covering her head and saying it was impossible.
Tan Xiaoyu was also a smart person and knew that she had to get away immediately after making such a big noise, so the girl angrily yelled at the surrounding Zhao Ziyan's lickers: "You guys, encourage Senior Sister Zhao to do evil and start a private fight within the sect. What is the crime for committing murder?"
These disciples originally had some temper, but this temper had been slapped to pieces by the puppet behind Tan Xiaoyu.
Faced with Tan Xiaoyu's accusations, all the disciples remained silent. No one dared to stand up and say anything. They were really depressed.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tan Xiaoyu repeatedly performed magic tricks and urged the puppet behind him to quickly escape from the scene with him.
Fortunately, what Tan Xiaoyu was most worried about did not happen.
Under the control of the puppet's spiritual thread and activation buckle, his puppet followed him and left the scene without any loss of control.
After returning to his cave in a hurry, Tan Xiaoyu quickly closed the doors and windows, then knelt down in front of the puppet and kowtowed violently.
Tan Xiaoyu is not stupid, at least not an idiot like Zhao Ziyan. Of course he knows it in his heart.
That day in the ancient cemetery, I was almost killed by a corpse, but this puppet saved me.
Today, I was humiliated, and it was this puppet that saved me.
Tan Xiaoyu felt that no matter how idiotic he was, he should know that this puppet had independent consciousness.
So Tan Xiaoyu turned his head to the puppet and bowed, nodding his head and knocking it violently as if he didn't want it.
"Thank you, senior, for your generous intervention."
Tan Xiaoyu said while kowtowing.
After a long time, the puppet stopped pretending and sat directly on the chair, then crossed his legs.
"Looking at it this way, you're not too stupid." The puppet said with a smile, "You still discovered it."
Tan Xiaoyu made the puppet laugh: "Senior, I would be stupid if I couldn't discover this."
"I think you're actually quite stupid."
Song Ziyu slowly said: "It doesn't matter if you have mediocre qualifications. The important thing is that you don't have any temper and you will be bullied into a mess."
Hearing the puppet's words, Tan Xiaoyu's mood immediately dropped.
"I can't help it. I also want to have a temper, but my strength doesn't allow it."
Tan Xiaoyu said.
"Do you want to make a deal?" Song Ziyu asked.
"What kind of deal?"
Tan Xiaoyu became interested.
Song Ziyu said: "Become my teacher, listen to my instructions, and do things for me... As a deal, I will train you so that you can become stronger."
Saying this, Song Ziyu looked at Tan Xiaoyu and said, "You can only be recognized by others if you become stronger!"
Song Ziyu didn't want to accept a disciple at first, but his current situation is not good, especially since his soul has been severely damaged, he will not recover for a while, and may fall into coma at any time.
This means that you must have someone by your side, otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous.
The little girl in front of me is a smart person and deserves to be cultivated by herself.
Therefore, Song Ziyu made a request.
"Senior, what do you... need me to do?"
Tan Xiaoyu was a little uneasy, feeling as if he was making a deal with the devil.
"There are a lot of things you need to do, but don't worry, I won't let you do anything beyond your capabilities." Song Ziyu said.
Tan Xiaoyu rolled his eyes when he heard this, and immediately bowed his head to Song Ziyu: "Master, please be polite, apprentice Tan Xiaoyu."
After banging, banging, banging, Tan Xiaoyu picked up a cup of tea and handed it to Song Ziyu: "Master, please use tea."
Song Ziyu laughed when he saw this.
The little girl in front of me has a very good mind and is a bit quirky.
"There's no need for tea. Now I'm going to ask you a few things. You need to tell me the truth." Song Ziyu said.
"Master, please tell me everything you know." Tan Xiaoyu said.
Song Ziyu then began to ask what kind of world he was in.
Hearing Song Ziyu's inquiry, Tan Xiaoyu showed a surprised expression on his face.
However, Tan Xiaoyu immediately hid his emotions and answered honestly: "Tell Master, this world is a world where you can practice. In this world, all mortals are ants, and only practitioners can achieve immortality." .”
At the moment, Tan Xiaoyu crackled out a lot of allusions and past events about the world of cultivation.
Song Ziyu listened to Tan Xiaoyu's words quietly and quickly analyzed the characteristics of this plane.
This is a world completely different from the planes I have set foot in before.
The development of civilization and technology has also developed unique talent trees.
But Song Ziyu can also understand. .c0
This world is probably where those runic technologies were born.
According to Tan Xiaoyu's expression, Song Ziyu knew that he was now in a low-end sect called Qianling Sect.
The Thousand Spirits Sect had been prosperous for a while, but now it has declined greatly, and the sect is almost in danger. Tan Xiaoyu is just an ordinary disciple of the declining sect.
In addition, Song Ziyu also gained a general understanding of the levels of strength in the world of cultivation from Tan Xiaoyu.
There are many sects that cultivate immortality in this world, and they can be roughly divided into two major forces: the righteous path and the demonic path.
The two sides were evenly matched and fought fiercely.
In contrast, small sects such as Qianling Sect hide in a corner of the world and dare not intervene in any disputes. Therefore, they cannot be regarded as the righteous path or the devil's path, and they are at the level of cannon fodder.
In addition, Song Ziyu is also curious about the "ancient cemetery" mentioned by Tan Xiaoyu, which is the place where he was found.
It's a pity that conditions don't allow it. Otherwise, Song
Ziyu immediately set off to find out.
After some conversation, Song Ziyu roughly understood his situation.
Now he not only needs to repair the puppet, but also needs to nourish his soul.
I can't do these things myself, so I can only let Tan Xiaoyu do it for me.
"My master's soul has been injured, and he needs some medicine to nourish his soul... I wonder where these things can be found?" Song Ziyu asked.
Tan Xiaoyu rolled his eyes and immediately said: "The Qianling Sect has soul nourishing materials within the sect, but..."
"But what?" Song Ziyu asked.
Tan Xiaoyu replied: "These things are valuable and require a large amount of sect contribution points to redeem them, but I don't have any contribution points now."
"Contribution points? How to get them?"
Song Ziyu asked.
"This requires completing various tasks assigned by the sect."
Tan Xiaoyu replied.
"mission accomplished?"
"Yes, tasks such as killing monsters, collecting materials, and exploring dangerous places are all very dangerous."
Tan Xiaoyu said with his eyes flashing.
"Well, your strength is too weak. Going out to complete these tasks is equivalent to giving it for nothing."
Song Ziyu thought for a while and said.
Tan Xiaoyu said: "What Master said is absolutely true, my strength is just too weak."
Song Ziyu knew that this little girl was a master who would not let the hawk see the rabbit before he saw it, and he was waiting for him to come up with something practical. Otherwise, the little girl would definitely not be used by him.
Song Ziyu thought for a while and said, "It seems that it is necessary for me to improve your strength."
Hearing this, Tan Xiaoyu looked overjoyed.
I don’t know what kind of surprise this fresh master is going to bring to me.
"Come here." Song Ziyu said.
Tan Xiaoyu moved his body and got closer to Song Ziyu's puppet body.
Just when Tan Xiaoyu was thinking about it, Song Ziyu had already raised his broken left hand and put it close to Tan Xiaoyu's head.
As if feeling great pressure, Tan Xiaoyu instinctively wanted to hide. .b.
"do not move!"
Song Ziyu said sharply.
As if following his words, Tan Xiaoyu felt as if he was being held captive by a powerful force of separation.
Immediately, the uneasy Tan Xiaoyu saw Song Ziyu falling on his head.
Just for a moment when his fingers touched his forehead, Tan Xiaoyu felt as if there was something extra in his mind.
"Jun...juntiquan? Awei's Eighteen Styles? What are these?" Tan Xiaoyu felt incredible.
Song Ziyu said: "I see that you are not working diligently, so I will teach you some fighting techniques so that you can have some means of saving your life."
