Chapter 840 Yanshi

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"Chu Cheng...I think I know this person's identity." At this moment, Li Shanling's voice suddenly sounded.

"I think... I also know." Chu Cheng said, even though he was as ethereal as a god, his mood rarely fluctuated. But at this moment, I still swallowed.

"You mean...you are a puppet, your name is Liuliuliu? Or Xiaoliu?" Chu Cheng looked at the newly formed puppet, then looked at the beautiful person in front of him, and said.

The difference between this puppet and a person is that one cannot move, while the other can do anything like a human. But other than that, they are all the same, especially the lower body has no male and female characteristics.

The man nodded stiffly after hearing this.

"...."

"It's really a puppet." Li Shanling was also surprised.

If it were just a puppet, Li Shanling, a person who had lived for more than 70 million years, would not have made a fuss. However, the person standing in front of him was as sane as a human being and could understand their words.

Ordinary puppets act according to the orders of their masters and have no mind at all. But this one is different. It acts completely on its own, as if it is really intelligent.

"It turns out to be a puppet..." Chu Cheng was also shocked. Thinking of everything that had happened before, everything became clear.

Precisely because this person was a puppet, he was able to come behind him silently, without even noticing that China was being attacked by him. That’s why we can remain unchanged in the world of mortals.

Because he is not a human being, not a living thing, but a dead thing. It can be said that he is not a living person, but a dead person. How can a dead person live?

It's just that this dead thing looks too much like a living person. The person who created this puppet is really a master of craftsmanship.

But Chu Cheng didn't understand why this person suddenly stopped attacking, and instead told him his identity.

The man stretched out his hand again, pointed at Chu Cheng and said: "Mo... Chen..." Then he pointed at himself and said again: "Six six six six six..."

Chu Cheng found that this person had been looking at his hand, the hand dripping with blood. All doubts disappeared and his heart became clear.

"So... the person who created him was a cultivator of Mo Chen like me. He smelled the smell of my blood and knew that I was a cultivator of Mo Chen, so he stopped taking action." Chu Cheng With a clear understanding in his heart, he looked up at the man again and asked softly: "Did you see that I am a cultivator of Mo Chen?"

The man nodded, the way he nodded was a bit strange.

"You...Mochen, master...Mochen." The man spoke and pointed to something in the wooden frame.

That thing is a wooden box. A yellow talisman was sealed against the lid of the box.

Chu

Cheng looked at the wooden box. When his eyes fell on the wooden box, the big red dot on the virtual picture in his hand flashed even more violently.

"The attraction of Xutu is this wooden box?" Chu Cheng looked at the wooden box with twinkling eyes. You know you can't go wrong.

"Mo...chen...blood..." The man pointed at the wooden box and spoke again.

"Mo Chen's blood? Could it be that by contaminating the talisman with blood, you can open this wooden box." Chu Cheng's eyes lit up. To be able to make such a big reaction to this virtual picture, the items in this wooden box must be extraordinary. .

"Someone... is here... an... old man, at the foot of the mountain." At this moment, the man spoke again.

"Preacher?" Chu Cheng also frowned upon hearing this.

Here, there is only an old man named Sandao. Chu Cheng had long expected that others would notice the previous battle, but he did not expect that it would happen so quickly.

"It seems that we have to leave immediately. Otherwise, if we are intercepted by the Sandao people, it will be under his control." Chu Cheng murmured without any doubts. He immediately reached out and waved forward.

With this swipe, not only the alchemy furnace that made Chu Cheng's eyes hot, but also the wooden box, or other things were all put away with this swipe, and nothing was left. Even the remaining limbs of the puppets and the puppets they were made of were put into the storage ring.

The quality of these puppets is very extraordinary, and I am afraid they are also very hard, just like the one with a mouthful of 666.

When Chu Cheng put away everything in the thatched house, he discovered that Liuliu had disappeared.

"Let's go." Chu Cheng had no time to care about that person at this moment and immediately walked out of the house. When he was performing the meditation method, he saw the figure in front of him, and his expression suddenly changed.

This person is not Liuliu, but an old man who looks very sloppy, almost like a beggar.

It is the spreaders.

"My little friend, I haven't seen you for a long time. I thought you had encountered something unexpected in this world, and I was very worried. I didn't expect to meet you here. Can you go forward with me in the future?" The Sandao man looked at Chu Cheng, his face With a smile on his face. Some cats mean before catching mice.

Chu Cheng's face was extremely ugly, and he didn't expect to be bumped into by the Sandao people. When he meets a San Taoist, he has no chance of escaping.

The power of Xuan Zhao can turn one thought into light, and where the light is, that is where he is. Here, you can be completely enveloped in light, with no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

"It's indeed a coincidence. This junior also misses you very much." Chu Cheng forced a smile and saluted the juniors to the followers.

"Haha, since you miss me, then come and take a trip with me." The Taoist monk chuckled, and the playfulness on his face became even stronger. He noticed from Chu Cheng's expression that he was wary of him.

The Taoist believers are even more certain that this person already knows what is placed in the central formation of this fairy court.

But at the next moment, the Taoist's laughter stopped abruptly, and he let out a muffled groan. Then there was a loud noise and smoke billowing.

Chu Cheng lowered his head when he heard the muffled sound, felt a big earthquake on the ground, and saw a thick crack extending straight from the ground, and was also stunned.

When he looked up, he saw a figure without any clothing covering his head. He pressed the man's head with one hand and pressed him to the ground. Almost his whole head was smashed into the pit.

"..."

Chu Cheng was stunned when he saw this scene. At this time, the 666 appeared. The same scene, the same way, was the scene when the 666 attacked Chu Cheng.

It's very funny to think about the mighty Yangzhao strong man who was attacked by someone and his whole head was stuffed into the earth.

"Liu Liuliu, you are really Liuliu Liuliu!" Chu Cheng did not expect that this person would sneak attack the San Taoist and buy him time to escape.

"Thank you!" Chu Cheng thanked him without hesitation. He ran straight down the mountain. As long as he enters the fog and blocks his own aura, it will be extremely difficult for the followers to find him again.

There was a violent roar and roar in the mountains. Apparently the Sandao people had come to their senses and were fighting with Liuliu Liu.

Chu Cheng ignored the rear, and when he learned that Liuliu Liu was a puppet, he no longer worried about his life.

This time, it was also thanks to Liuliu that Chu Cheng was able to escape from the clutches of the Sandao people.

Chu Cheng flew straight towards the inner court to enter the second formation. But halfway through, I thought of the wooden box and stopped again.

He took out the wooden box and held it in his hand. The blood on his right hand was still flowing. Chu Cheng stretched out his hand and put the back of his right hand against the talisman, and with a slight stroke, the blood stained it.

The wooden box did not undergo any changes, except for the separation of the talisman.

Chu Cheng looked at the wooden box, which contained an ancient book made of withered yellow paper, and a strong smell of old wine hit his face.

"Yanshi Lu..."

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