"Go back and sit down."
Bi Yuanzhang gritted his teeth and said, "Stop joking!"
How could he listen to the orders of the demon sect? He clicked twice, his body naturally retreated and sat down. Bai Xiuping chuckled. This guy's words and deeds are simply inconsistent now, and he can't control his body.
"Do you think I look funny now?" Bi Yuanzhang stared at him closely. People in the Demon Cult were doing evil and their young leader was definitely not a good person. He thought he would die in the Hidden Killing Palace, but he didn't expect to end up like this. Human puppet.
Since there was no way to kill him, Bi Yuanzhang slapped himself on the head with one palm: "Rather than become your puppet, I might as well kill myself. You don't want me to hurt the righteous people!"
"No death allowed."
Bi Yuanzhang's hand stayed on the top of his head and could no longer go down. He originally planned to die generously, but was interrupted by Bai Xiuping.
"Bi Yuanzhang, I don't want you to die." Bai Xiuping looked at Bi Yuanzhang sadly and said in a deep voice.
If he could, why would he want his best friend to become a living corpse?
Bi Yuanzhang was furious, "You despicable guy, do you want me to obey your orders and become your pawn?"
"No." Bai Xiuping shook his head and said, "I will let you be free. You can leave Shiwandashan and return to the place where you originally lived."
"What trick do you want to play?"
"I don't need to play tricks, you don't belong here, go back to your original place, and I need to stay here to complete other things, that's it."
I really don’t know how to explain to Bi Yuanzhang. Could it be that he is actually Bai Xiuping of the Wulin Alliance and his best friend?
Bai Xiuping lowered his head and looked at the hands and the reflection in the bronze mirror on the table. With his current status and the skills he practiced, could he really go back to the past?
If you really ignore it and break away from the Ming Cult, what will you do when the Ming Cult becomes a real demon sect and destroys the Central Plains?
Bi Yuanzhang sneered at his words, obviously not believing it: "You turned the dead me into a living corpse just to let me return to the Wulin League. Don't you think this is ridiculous?"
Bai Xiuping sighed and made up his mind: "What can you do if you don't believe it? What can you do to me now? You have no other choice. Before I change my mind, you can leave, but you can't hurt anyone here. people."
"I reject!"
"What? Do you still want to stay here? Let's go quickly. I'll send you angry soon." Bai Xiuping said impatiently.
Rather than explaining so much to Bi Yuanzhang, it would be better to let him leave this place of right and wrong.
"I don't believe it! You must want me to return to the Martial Arts League and become your pawn to gain something through me. In short, you must have a plan!"
Bi Yuanzhang shouted.
How could he believe that a person from the Demon Cult would take great pains to make himself a living person without asking for anything. Letting himself become his pawn in the Wulin Alliance was the most reasonable explanation.
As he backed toward the door, he pointed at Bai Xiuping and yelled, "I'm not the kind of person who lets you control me."
Although his words were very resistant, his body was very honest and he turned around and walked out.
Bai Xiuping raised the corner of his mouth and stared at his leaving back. That's good. Although they met under such circumstances, it was already good to see his best friend again.
Mingjiao is not the place where Bi Yuanzhang should stay.
Dongfang Kui at the door looked puzzled, grabbed Bai Xiuping's shoulders and shook him: "We finally turned him into a demon corpse, where are you going to send him?"
The Demonic Corpse is rarer than the so-called martial arts genius who only comes once in a century.
Changing the spirit body is rare, and since no one has learned the Holy Art of Heavenly Demon since the first ancestor of Mingjiao, it can be said that the birth of Heavenly Demon Corpse requires the right time, place and people.
Bai Xiuping said calmly: "Don't worry about it, just come in first."
He stared at the little old man: "Did you just say that you were my doctor?"
"Yes, by the way, do you no longer have nightmares?" Dongfang Kui looked at Bai Xiuping sideways.
Bai Xiuping did not answer him, but took a step forward and looked down at Dongfang Kui: "I only want to ask you one thing. You'd better think it through before answering me. Were you responsible for the red living corpse on Yuanlai Peak? "
His eyes were cold, and there was murderous intent deep in his eyes. Dongfang Kui's method just now proved that he had the ability to create living corpses. If the living corpses in Yuan Lai Peak were really made by him, he would never be allowed to live.
"Of course not, how is this possible! I have never been to Yuanlai Peak and I have no idea about this!"
Dongfang Kui retorted loudly.
"I advise you to think carefully before answering me. Since you know that I have mastered the Holy Demon Art, you should also know that it is easy for me to kill you. No one in Ten Thousand Poison Palace can stop me. As long as I find you lying, You must die!"
Dongfang Kui slapped the table, his beard flying in anger: "Just say that this matter has nothing to do with me. Do you think making a living corpse is an easy task? Didn't you see that just making one just made me tired?" Half dead, how can I have the free time to do something like this that requires a lot of time and is thankless?"
"Creating a living corpse is of no benefit to me at all. Why should I do it if I can't even get my money back?"
Bai Xiuping stared at him and said sternly: "You just created a demon corpse that is comparable to the Transformation Realm. Do you think it is possible for me to believe your explanation?"
This attitude really made the little old man very angry, and he said loudly: "That's because, Young Master, you have mastered the Heavenly Demon Holy Technique that no one has been able to master since the ancestor, and that guy has excellent muscles and bones. The long-lasting spirit body."
Dongfang Kui bared his teeth and stood up on the table and pointed at him: "Do you think this is an easy thing? If you hadn't begged me just now, how could I have done it? If it were anyone else, it would be better to let him die. It’s faster to be reincarnated!”
"Wait, you mean the red living corpse?"
Bai Xiuping recalled the living corpses at Yuanlaifeng, nodded and said, "Yes, the skin of those living corpses are all red, and their hearts were fatally injured, and they would self-destruct."
Thinking of those endless explosions, Bai Xiuping felt a little bored, "And their bodies are harder than rocks."
Dongfang Kui frowned: "This is strange. Do you know where the living corpses come from?"
Bai Xiuping didn't even know anything about the Ming Cult, so how could he know about living corpses? He had never seen such a thing in the Central Plains, and it had only been mentioned in books.
"All living corpses are products from the Western Regions. Mingjiao originally originated from Zoroastrianism in Persia, so it naturally inherited the living corpse refining method of Zoroastrianism."
"There are two types of living corpses, such as the blood corpses in the Potala Palace in Tibet and the living corpses in Mingjiao. They are both made from a complete container, while the other type is a living corpse that will continue to grow like a living thing. "
Dongfang Kui looked a little embarrassed: "You just said that Yuanlai Peak is full of graves, right? If living corpses want to grow and improve their strength, they need food, and the so-called food refers to corpses."
Although the Ming Cult acts casually, the refining of living corpses is really unscrupulous, and the specific refining methods of living corpses should have been lost long ago.
Bai Xiuping said solemnly: "So what you're saying is that those things might have come from the Western Regions?"
Dongfang Kui spread his hands: "It's not impossible, I can't be sure."
"No, since there is such a situation on Yuanlai Peak, why didn't anyone tell me? I'll go over and see what's going on."
Bai Xiuping shook his head: "It's useless. Even if you go there, you won't be able to find that place."
Yuanlai Peak is hidden in the clouds and mist, and even Bai Xiuping doesn't remember the route. And if his guess is correct, Yuanlai Peak should be in a maze, and the route is not fixed.
He glanced at Dongfang Kui. The old man's reaction didn't look like he was lying. He turned around and asked, "Let's talk about you now. Why did you become my doctor?"
Even if he is the young leader, Dongfang Kui, as the master of the secret palace, has the right to refuse to become his doctor.
Dongfang Kui stared at Bai Xiuping with a strange expression: "I've been feeling strange since just now. Your words are always incomprehensible. Have you really lost your memory?"
"Almost everyone in the entire Ming Cult, in the streets and alleys, knows that I am your doctor."
He was silent for a moment, turned his head and said solemnly: "Although the world says you are a rogue little pervert who only does evil, in my eyes, you are just a patient."
