At the same time, Li Shanling also let out a light sigh.
Thousands of miles away, vast oceans of water surged from all directions. While fiercely filling in the abyss under the sea that had been wiped out by the power of the Mysterious Tribulation.
In less than seven breaths, the abyss under the sea will be filled. The corpse of the Fire Immortal Palace messenger fell into the water, but it did not sink.
Chu Cheng's eyes fell on the corpse.
Waves from all directions continued to hit the corpse, rocking it like a boat in a big wave.
Chu Cheng took one step forward and reached the skeleton in ten steps. When he was here, the waves in all directions suddenly trembled and rolled back. The hundred-meter abyss was revealed again.
The bones were floating in the air, and Chu Cheng looked down. But his eyes did not fall on the corpse, but on something in the metacarpal bone.
It was a broken clay bowl, cracked and cracked. The entire bowl was covered with dense cracks, and the pieces fell off one after another in the strong wind.
Just as each piece of debris falls away, a green light will appear.
As moist as the moon, as green as the ocean.
Chu Cheng looked at the clay bowl, his eyes lit up, and he reached out and pointed downward. The broken clay bowl broke free from the bone palm and fell into his hand.
As soon as the clay bowl fell into his hands, Chu Cheng shook it and scattered all the fragments. But the clay bowl did not shatter.
What was shattered was only the mud, but what was revealed was the jade. This is not a clay bowl at all. The layer of clay is just the surface, and the real thing is indeed hidden inside.
The clay bowl was shattered in the mysterious calamity, revealing its true face.
"Is this what it really looks like?" Chu Cheng looked at the jade bowl in his hand and murmured as he felt the cool water ripples.
This jade bowl is very extraordinary, which can be seen from the fact that it was not destroyed into ashes during the terrifying mysterious catastrophe, but was still intact.
It is reflected in the light of two bright moons. You can see water flowing inside the jade in this bowl. In a trance, Chu Cheng seemed to see a woman wearing palace clothes standing under the tree.
This shadow is very blurry, but it can still be seen that there is really a painting in this jade.
The four seasons in the painting seem to be changing, with rain, wind, thunder and snow appearing one after another in spring, summer and autumn. It seems that this painting is not a painting, but a world.
"Shanling, can you tell the origin of this bowl?" Chu Cheng asked with his eyes flashing.
"How do I know, but this jade bowl gives me a very mysterious feeling. I am the body of a soul. Just one glance, and I feel like I am being sucked in. I dare not take another look." Li Shanling said.
"This is an unintentional thing... It is very likely that it is not an ordinary fairy weapon. It is of high grade and has amazingly powerful defense." Chu Cheng looked at the jade bowl. When the moonlight passed by, the image no longer appeared. Picture screen.
Hope has no intention, it is the power of ancient times. Because there is no intention, I hope there is intention. Unintentionally, he has been addicted to the way of puppets all his life, and his strength is astonishing. If he is given a certain amount of time, he may not be able to achieve the forbidden power as a puppet.
Chu Cheng should have thought that the thing left behind by this kind of existence would not be a simple thing. Maybe the same is true for another fairy furnace.
At this moment, Chu Cheng's divine sea suddenly fluctuated.
The fluctuation was very faint, fainter than the gurgling sound of running water, but it was still noticed.
"This is..." Chu Cheng's mind moved and he put away the jade bowl in his hand.
Qingmu followed Chu Cheng, wondering who his master was talking to.
Here, besides Chu Cheng, he is the only one. There is no one named Shan Ling.
As for this jade bowl, he was just a first-level casual cultivator, so naturally he didn't know its origin. All I know is that it belongs to Chu Cheng.
When Aoki was thinking about how to answer the call, a clear light suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Master, look at that skeleton!" Aoki shouted.
Chu Cheng nodded. When that fluctuation appeared in the divine sea, he already knew what was going to happen next.
That was the connection between the blood slave and his mind, the connection from Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan's soul was clearly shattered by the power of the Mysterious Tribulation, leaving only a skeleton. I also felt that his vitality was completely gone. But I didn't expect that it was not destroyed.
The clear light gradually turned into red fire. Like the burning of fire. Not floating in the wind.
A smile appeared on Chu Cheng's face. He didn't know how Xiao Yan escaped this inevitable disaster. But not dying is ultimately a good thing for him.
Entering the Mystic with the Half Mystic, for the average Xuanzhao early stage monk, it is three steps higher than the others. It is a powerful force for Chu Cheng.
The fireworks burned more violently, and gradually even the wind was caught in them, spreading in all directions.
Just three breaths and a long whistle.
This was a human whistle, and then a figure walked out of the fireworks. To be precise, it is a divine soul.
This divine soul is extremely powerful. It actually faintly surpassed Aoki's aura.
When the figure walked out, the fireworks trembled, and finally curled up and compressed into a red ball amid the burst of dazzling sparks.
This bead was as big as a fist, emitting a scorching wave of light that caused the area within a ten-mile radius to evaporate instantly.
This bead fell into the hands of the soul.
Shenhun raised his head slightly, facing the moonlight so that the light could shine on his face, making him feel more attractive.
It's just that this soul doesn't know that he is the body of a soul, and the moonlight passes directly through it without stopping at all.
Although this divine soul was weak, he could still see his face clearly. This is a hexagonal face.
"How...are you still alive?" Aoki was shocked when he saw this face.
The soul laughed, feeling that he was very charming. Hearing a cough, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly turned around and bowed to the white-clothed figure in front of him.
"Xiao Xiao has fulfilled his mission and completed the test that the master set for me!" Xiao Yan said, feeling excited and wanting to be praised by his master.
"What test?" Chu Cheng was also startled and asked doubtfully.
Xiao Yan smiled and said: "Master showed me his heavenly means and defeated the mysterious thunder. Not only did he want to tell Xiao Xiao how powerful you are, but he also wanted to let me know that if you don't have some strength, I won't be qualified to follow you. .”
"You are still smart. You can tell the master's thoughts at a glance. You are worthy of being the second slave under my master after me."
Before Chu Cheng could speak, Aoki nodded and said.
"I followed the master before you, and I know more than you. The people our master has met are all the most powerful ones in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and they are also the most powerful ones even in the realm of annihilation. Bit."
"It would be a shame if those peerless masters knew that the master took a piece of garbage as his slave." Aoki nodded with satisfaction and said: "As my junior, you are really good. But how do you start from Those who survived the mysterious tribulation?"
Aoki had to pretend to be a senior at this moment and couldn't let this person overpower him. You must firmly hold your position as the first slave and gain the attention of your master.
Xiao Yan heard this and looked up at Qingmu.
Invisible sparks collided between the four eyes.
"Is this the master's first slave? Haha, it's nothing more than that. So what if the qualifications are higher than mine? From now on, I will be the most valued by the master." Xiao Yan sneered in his heart.
From now on, I am afraid that I will have to compete with this person for favor in front of my master.
Chu Cheng didn't expect that he just had no choice but to abandon him, but Xiao Yan thought of this.
Naturally, he didn't know what these two people were thinking. After thinking about it, he just chuckled and said, "How did you escape this mysterious disaster?"
Xiao Yan heard the question and said quickly: "It's because of Xiao Xiao's natal mysterious weapon."
"The mysterious weapon of destiny? Isn't it the weapon of destiny?" Aoki was also stunned.
How could a monk under the mysterious realm get his own mysterious weapon? Moreover, Xiao Yan's long spear weapon had long been destroyed during the previous mysterious disaster.
Xiao Yan smiled proudly, pointed to the fire bead in his hand and said: "I am the core disciple of the Fire Immortal Palace, with a distinguished status. Naturally, I have been given mysterious weapons, so how can I be as poor as those casual cultivators. Fortunately, what I have survived is a garbage mysterious tribulation. , but even if you survive that mysterious tribulation, you will only be in the rubbish profound realm."
He felt that the profound energy in Qingmu's body was not strong, so he knew that this person was not a semi-mysterious person.
Aoki's expression suddenly changed when he heard this. Little did he know that this person was referring to Sang and Huai, and was talking about himself.
"Okay." Chu Cheng frowned. From this sentence, he knew that Xiao Yan abandoned his body and escaped into the fire bead at the critical moment, thus saving his life.
He also knew why these two people were fighting each other after meeting each other for the first time.
"But it's thanks to the master's help! Otherwise, Xiao Xiao will definitely die in this mysterious disaster." Xiao Yan was frightened for a while when he said this.
That mysterious disaster was too terrifying. He had witnessed several core disciples in the sect go through the Mysterious Tribulation, but the power was far from so terrifying. If it weren't for the two mysterious weapons thrown by Chu Cheng to offset the previous mysterious disaster, the fire bead in his hand would have been sacrificed long ago, and the end would be the same as the scepter and the clay bowl, which were destroyed and turned into sand. Can't hold on to the final aftermath.
He didn't know that at this last moment, the clay bowl would break into pieces and reveal his true face, thereby blocking the twelfth wave of thunder.
"Now that the mysterious tribulation has been overcome, let's go. I still need two cultivators of the Third Realm who are almost unstoppable."
Now he has obtained two blood slaves, and with Chu Cheng's current strength, he can obtain two more.
"Master, please wait a moment!" Xiao Yan quickly turned around and stepped towards the skeleton.
This was originally Xiao Yan's physical body. Now, as soon as the soul enters, it merges instantly, sparks again in the body, and gradually forms a physical body.
When this physical body was formed, a vast aura instantly hit him. This was the profound power of heaven and earth, pouring into his body.
After just ten breaths, Xiao Yan opened his eyes.
His aura became even more powerful, even at the first step of Chuzhao, but it overpowered Aoki. This made Aoki feel very bad.
But then he thought of the fish in the divine sea, no, it was the knife.
With this peerless magic sword in hand, even if you can enter the occult with a semi-occult, so what? Still a match for him.
Thinking that this peerless sword was given by his master, Aoki looked at Chu Cheng with even more respect.
Sure enough, it's good to hold on to your thighs, the road ahead is smooth and bright.
"Let's go."
Two hours later, the three of them returned to the Aoki island. Chu Cheng asked the two of them to find the monks in the third realm who could not suppress their desire to die.
The Spirit Island is very large, even in the outer realm, it is still very vast. If there is no teleportation array, the average monk will not be able to get out in his lifetime.
Qingmu and Xiao Yan are now both second-step powers. If they were in the seven realms of the human world, their speed could approach that of light. Although suppressed in this vast land, the speed is still very fast.
Wherever the light shines, it goes everywhere, and it is collected in the eyes in the mind. It is not difficult for two powerful Xuanzhao to find the monks in the third realm that Chu Cheng wants.
You can find it in less than a month.
Qingmu first carved out an area for Chu Cheng on the island, prohibiting his descendants for eighteen generations from entering, and then personally opened a cave for Chu Cheng, and then went to find the three realms to cultivate.
As time passed, Chu Cheng had been in retreat in the cave.
A few days ago, Chu Cheng took out two pill furnaces. These two alchemy furnaces are both immortals, and one of them is the Tian Tan furnace who was promoted to immortal during the Mysterious Tribulation.
He tried to use the immortal furnace to refine elixirs with human cultivation to see if he could improve the Tao elixir to a higher level.
After refining several furnaces of elixirs, and with the blessing of the Immortal Furnace, the Taoist elixir was indeed advanced to a higher level.
It's just that it's still an immortal-level elixir. Without taking the second step, you will ultimately be unable to refine immortal-level elixirs, just a half-step to the immortal level.
Chu Cheng tried to use the mysterious power in the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo, but it directly caused the furnace to explode.
The profound energy in the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo is, after all, an external force, not one's own, and cannot be used to refine the elixir with the most perfect fit.
Although the Half-step Immortal Pill is half a level higher than the Dao Pill, there is not much difference in essence. If you don't enter the immortal level, you will eventually become a mortal. Chu Cheng did not continue to refine it.
Even if you refine a hundred furnaces or a thousand furnaces. Still so.
In the past few days, Chu Cheng has been holding a book.
This is an old and yellowed book. The paper is sticky and has a strong aroma of wine, as if it had been soaked in wine.
On the first page of the book, there is a line of preface written: The most cherished treasure of all women in the world - the most heaven-defying Kung Fu in the world written by Wang Wuxin.
This is Wang Wuxin's life-long effort, "Yanshi Lu".
If Jiutian Xuan Gong is the most miraculous skill in the world, then "Yanshi Lu" is the most bizarre magic method in the world.
Turning people into puppets and making them unintentional things. Reach the pinnacle and enter true immortality.
It's just that although "Yanshi Lu" is said to be a unique method, Chu Cheng is ready to learn this method. But he has no intention of refining himself into a puppet body.
The meaning of his existence is to have a heart. Rather than unintentionally.
Ten days after Chu Cheng studied this strange method, Xiao Yan came back with a three-level cultivation method.
It's just that although the Third Realm cultivator has a strong intention to die, he still has not reached the critical point. It will take at least several decades, or even a hundred years, for the disaster to come.
Although a hundred years is short for a monk, it is still too long for Chu Cheng.
He didn't have so much time to wait, so he thought of a way, which was to feed the slaves with poison pills, destroying the remaining vitality step by step, and causing disaster.
If one doesn't work, then use two. If two doesn't work, then use hundreds.
Facts have also proved that this method is feasible. When the Third Realm cultivator swallowed fifteen poison pills, he caused his own decline.
While Xiao Yan was dumbfounded, Chu Cheng poured a piece of moonlight and a pot of vitality spring into the third realm monk, and his calamity was instantly wiped away.
After that, Chu Cheng would not care about the catastrophe. As long as nothing unexpected happened, this person could survive this catastrophe.
There are still sounds echoing in the cave. This is the second three-level cultivator who has begun to cross the Xuan level after his own death intention has been erased.
The sound was so loud that it could still be heard even in the cave.
But it still didn't disturb Chu Cheng.
"Sure enough, it is amazing and wonderful. It can be called an eternal book!" Chu Cheng closed the original book, and the smell of old wine was intoxicating.
"The palm of the sky dies, and the management of the earth survives. Wang Wuxin's sword takes a different direction, and he does not stand in the heaven and earth. Life and death are controlled by himself."
"For Wang Wuxin, he is the sky, and he is the earth. The so-called heaven and earth are where one's own will goes, ever-changing, and killing the enemy is like destroying the dead."
When Chu Cheng said this, he shook his head and sighed, saying: "But even so, was he destroyed in that disaster?"
Such a strange person to be able to write such a strange book. It has become truly immortal, but it still becomes a cloud of smoke and only exists in the past.
"The way of puppets is divided into three steps. Humans, ghosts, and nothing. It is recorded in the book that humans are human and ghosts are mysterious. So what is this nothing? Although this nothing has an opening chapter, it is only recorded in one line."
"Born from existence, born from nothing. Without existence, there is no birth, without birth, nothing...nothing...is nothing. What does this mean? Could it be that Wang Wuxin didn't even deduce this third chapter?" Chu Cheng frowned, thinking about it a thousand times, but couldn't figure out what it meant.
He only knew that this Yanshi Lu was a fragment. Or maybe this is the complete book. It's just that this third step doesn't even deduce Wang Wuxin, it only deduce whether there is such a way beyond the ghost. Therefore, this third article is still blank and has not been continued.
Chu Cheng shook his head and looked at the body lying in front of him.
This body has no breath, like a corpse, already dead.
This is indeed a dead thing, to be precise it should be a puppet. A puppet that looks lifelike and indistinguishable from a human being.
But this doesn't look like a puppet.
Because in one arm of this puppet, there is some solid liquid solidified. This is the mark left by the healing of the wound.
This puppet actually has flesh-and-blood arms.
This is six six six. At first, Liuliu helped Chu Cheng, but the battle was extremely resentful. Although his strength is in Nirvana, he is not in Nirvana after all. He was defeated miserably at the hands of Ji Ren, his whole body was torn to pieces, and he still has no signs of waking up until now.
Chu Cheng looked at Liuliuliu, stood up from sitting cross-legged, walked to the front and squatted down again.
"Ghosts are mysterious. Liuliu Liu must be a ghost-level puppet. When you reach the ghost level, can you be happy? Are you no different from human beings?" Chu Cheng looked at Liuliu Liu's body, thought for a while, and whispered to himself language.
"You need several mysterious objects to repair Liuliu Liu's body. As long as you find these few, you can revive him."
Chu Cheng had personally experienced the powerful combat power of 666. I'm afraid it would take six or six people to suppress Xiao Yan and Qingmu.
"You have to find a way to get it. When you go to Cangyun Tian, you can ask. Although they are mysterious objects, it shouldn't be difficult to find these things in Cangyun Tian where strong men gather." Chu Cheng waved his hand. , the figure of 666 disappeared from sight. was taken into the Taibei space.
Then Chu Cheng sat up again, and with another wave, a pile of torsos and limbs appeared, as well as a small black dog.
This pile of torsos and limbs are the things that were put away in the Donghua Immortal Palace and the thatched cottage where Wang Wuxin once lived. As for this little black dog, it is the three-level ancient animal that was once conquered in the Immortal Relics Land. witch.
The spirit of this ancient shaman of the Three Realms was frozen by Li Shanling and Li Daitao, and Chu Cheng was rescued from the hands of Void Jianfeng, so only a body was left.
It's just that this body hasn't transformed yet, and it still looks like it did when it transformed.
Chu Cheng waved his hand, and a few of the pile of torsos and limbs fell in front of him.
"Using blood as a matchmaker?" Chu Cheng said softly, and a dagger appeared in his hand, and he slashed towards his wrist. However, he only heard a collision, and the blade of the dagger instantly shattered, and there was only one thing in his wrist. A white mark appears.
This white mark can be erased by just wiping it with your hands.
"...."
Chu Cheng forgot one thing, his black and yellow immortal body has been reincarnated for four times. Unless it is a mysterious weapon, it is difficult to cut through the physical body.
He thought for a while, then took out a wine jar and drank all the wine in one gulp. Then he no longer suppressed the hidden wounds in his body, and suddenly coughed violently, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
When the wine jar was full, Chu Cheng's face turned extremely pale. He quickly swallowed the half-step elixir he had refined a few days ago, and then regained his rosy look.
Chu Cheng closed his eyes for a long time until the hidden injury was suppressed again. Then he picked up a torso, placed it on the ground, and assembled the limbs.
These torsos had already been refined by the ancient great master Wang Wuxin. Now all they have to do is use blood as a medium to carve out the lines recorded in the "Yanshi Lu".
These lines are very complicated. With Chu Cheng's current level of cultivation, he can only draw human symbols.
These torsos are very precious. Chu Cheng is just going to try one out. If he succeeds, he will refine the body of the ancient witch into a puppet.
After all, although the ancient shaman only has the strength of the third realm, he once also entered the Xuan Dynasty. The physical body is as powerful as the mysterious body.
After assembling it, Chu Cheng stretched out his hand to shatter the mouth of the wine jar, reached in to draw blood, and pointed at the puppet's body.
The moment it touched the body surface, Chu Cheng's fingers hooked again, drawing an ancient rune from top to bottom.
One stroke after another. As time passed, Chu Cheng sketched a total of 336,567 strokes.
The sun rises and the moon sets, and the sun sets and the moon rises. I already know how much time has passed.
Chu Cheng was already immersed in this hook. When he drew the last stroke, the blood in the wine jar was empty, and the puppet's body shook and flashed with red light.
I saw that on the surface of this puppet, those densely connected symbols appeared. Although they were different runes, they were intertwined in the red light, but they seemed to be connected into a new rune.
This rune just flashed and instantly disappeared from the body and penetrated into the body.
When the red light disappeared, Chu Cheng saw the puppet's hands and feet trembling slightly, and then stood up stiffly.
This puppet's body looks as smooth as jade, much softer than a woman's skin. If you hadn't noticed that there was nothing underneath, you would have thought from the appearance of this puppet that she was a beautiful woman.
"It's done." Chu Cheng looked overjoyed as he watched the puppet stand up.
"I just don't know what level of strength this puppet has reached, and how it compares to the three realms." Chu Cheng's eyes flickered, and then he looked at his upper body.
There is nothing on the neck of this puppet. No head.
That day, Chu Cheng did not see the puppet's head among the pile of debris in that thatched hut.
So this puppet has no head to hold.
