Zhao Wuji's face was uncertain, and after a while he said coldly: "In that case, just watch!"
Qin Miaomiao saluted and said, "Thank you, Palace Master."
Zhao Wuji raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Palace Master?"
Qin Miaomiao didn't understand the man's thoughts, so she said softly at the right time: "Master!"
Zhao Wuji laughed heartily and couldn't help but feel proud.
If it wasn't for the wrong time, he would have wanted to call this woman over to have a taste.
This is Qin Miaomiao, the previously aloof master of Lingmian Pavilion!
However, he was always careful and did not overdo it.
Now everything is ready, all we need is the east wind.
Just wait until midnight tonight, launch the blood sacrifice, and sacrifice the blood of Xiao Yifeng and the three of them.
When his long-cherished wish comes true, Rahu and the Holy Queen will have to make a detour to see him.
He will be the new Holy King of the Star Temple. As long as the corpse soil expands, he may be able to dominate the world in the future.
By then, there will be all kinds of beauties in the world. Are you still worried about not having any beauties?
He threw all the women from the righteous and evil ways into the same bed, and no one had any objections when they slept together.
Zhao Wuji was immersed in his fantasy, as if he saw all the people in the world, the beauties of good and evil, bowing their heads.
Qin Miaomiao looked at the corpse tree, wondering what he was thinking.
The scene fell silent for a moment, leaving only Xiao Yifeng and the other three who were trapped among the tree roots. They were completely sucked in and submerged.
At the same time, the power in the three people inside the tree roots was continuously sucked away, nourishing the sacred tree.
At this moment, the sacred tree is only restraining the three people, but it will not suck them dry at once. After all, the time has not yet come.
Everything should have gone smoothly, but the Corpse Tree began to stir uneasily, as if something was wrong.
The roots of the sacred tree kept rolling and twisting like a wandering dragon, because it discovered that there was a fake Yu in the sacrifice.
It doesn't matter that this guy doesn't have the Mahayana cultivation level, he doesn't even have any spiritual power, and he can't suck out the blood.
This made the Shipo Divine Tree very angry. This sacrifice was unqualified!
Zhao Wuji didn't know why. He looked at the rolling sacred tree and muttered words in an attempt to communicate with the sacred tree.
At this moment, Xiao Yifeng, who was inside the root of the tree, found that he was actually connected to a strange memory.
It was two little girls standing in front of an enchanting woman. The woman smiled and said: "Jing'er, Miao'er, these are the two secret codes of my Lingmian Pavilion. You two can choose one to practice."
"Master, what's the difference?" one of the little girls asked.
The woman smiled strangely and said: "Both techniques will be haunted by extreme lust. In other words, they will be in heat all the time."
"The Lovesickness Technique is based on lovesickness. You need to choose a man to plant the natal Lovesickness Gu and experience the feeling of lovesickness from then on."
"This method is slow to take effect. It is extremely difficult to practice, but it is powerful. It follows the path of sentient beings, but it will dissipate the power if you break the body."
"The Lingering Technique absorbs men's essence and has quick results, but the upper limit is low. Unless there is a special opportunity, it is difficult to go further."
"This technique has a life lingering Gu. If you plant it, the other party will be controlled by you. It is a ruthless route."
"Although being emotional won't dissipate one's strength, once one is truly emotional, it is said that one will be doomed and will never be reincarnated."
Another little girl frowned and said, "Isn't that the case of being sentimental but unable to lose one's virginity, or being ruthless but unable to be emotional?"
The enchanting woman nodded and said: "Well, speaking of it alone, it is easier to practice the Ling Jue, because you can do whatever you want, as long as you don't fall in love with a man."
"Master, what are you practicing?" the calm little girl asked.
"I am practicing the Lingering Technique, so I have stopped at the Mahayana and cannot make any progress." The woman said with some regret.
As if she was afraid that she would affect the two of them's choices, the woman reminded: "You should do what you can, and don't be too ambitious."
At this time, Xiao Yifeng finally understood, was this Cang Ningjing's memory?
So of these two little girls, the calm one is Cang Ningjing and the other is Qin Miaomiao?
He continued to watch the changes quietly, only to see Cang Ningjing say firmly: "I choose Lovesickness Technique! I don't want to stop at Mahayana."
Qin Miaomiao became even more arrogant and said with a smile: "Junior sister chooses Lovesickness, then I choose Lingering Art!"
"But I'm not interested in men in this world. It's just that I don't believe that the art of lingering can't go any further."
The scene turned, and two beautiful women were constantly fighting in the sky.
The long whip in the hand of one of the women danced like a violent storm, and the water flow contained deep power, just like a rushing river.
Another woman holds a brilliant sword of thunder. The arc of electricity cuts through the sky, forming sparks of lightning and tearing the air apart.
This time Xiao Yifeng easily recognized them. They were Cang Ningjing and Qin Miaomiao when they grew up.
The two of them continued to fight, the power of water and thunder merged, lightning flashed in the air, and water splashed everywhere.
But Qin Miaomiao was obviously better. The long whip in her hand was like gurgling water, and the waves were turbulent between blows.
The water whip intersected with Cang Ningjing's thunder sword, causing a deafening explosion and splashing water.
Although the thunder attribute is considered to be restrained by the water attribute, Qin Miaomiao relied on her strong strength and excellent fighting skills to suppress Cang Ningjing.
In the end, Qin Miaomiao subdued Cang Ningjing and tied her up with a long whip of water, his face full of pleasure.
"Who said that Ling Ling Jue is not the opponent of Lovesickness Jue? Didn't I win?"
There was blood at the corner of Cang Ningjing's mouth, but she still said calmly: "You win, you can kill or behead me as you please."
Qin Miaomiao looked at the indifferent Cang Ningjing and sneered repeatedly: "Junior sister Ningjing, aren't you curious why you and I are both in the early stage of Mahayana, so why is your Lovesickness Technique not my match?"
Cang Ningjing looked at her and asked indifferently: "Senior sister, what exactly do you want to say?"
Qin Miaomiao chuckled and said, "Because although you practice the Lovesickness Art, you are truly a heartless person."
"You don't even have love, how can you understand lovesickness? You are just a complete puppet, you know?"
"So you can't practice the Jade Bone Divine Spear or summon the Love Thunder. Because you are ruthless, even the master dare not pass on his position to you!"
"Because she is afraid of you. A person who is indifferent to all life and death, including his own life and death, is afraid of everyone."
Cang Ningjing's eyes were thoughtful, but she didn't refute, she just said lightly: "I know."
Qin Miaomiao looked at her angrily and said, "You look so indifferent to everything, so annoying!"
Why, you have everything, but even though you don’t want it, everything is thrown at you?
"Then you kill me." Cang Ningjing said calmly.
"Kill you, how can this be done? I have to turn you into a corpse puppet, give you away as a plaything, and let you ride on thousands of people."
Qin Miaomiao laughed happily and said: "When the time comes, I want to see my superior junior sister behave gracefully and happily under others."
"It's up to you!" Cang Ningjing said indifferently.
