The time is dim and the moon shadow is dark.
The alien beast carrying the huge palace on its back passed through the sky like a dark cloud, quickly passing through the layers of space that were constantly broken.
In the palace on the back of the alien beast, a half-hundred-year-old man wearing Confucian robes is using the sky as a scroll, writing about the world, and constantly swaying his pen and ink, writing down line after line of runes that can tear the sky apart.
And right in the center of this text, a crystal stone that is constantly emitting colorful rays of light is constantly rotating rapidly, and occasionally erupts into wisps of terrifying ripples. The breath carried in the ripples leaks slightly, causing the space in all directions to explode. broken.
"Mayor! Are you trying to refine this thing?" The person who spoke was clearly Lao Meng.
Just looking at his attitude and posture, he doesn't look like a double-minded manipulator at all, more like... the confidant of the 'mayor' he calls him.
The half-hundred-year-old man put down the pen in his hand, looking a little tired.
He shook his head and said: "Although I used the strongest smelting runes, the crystal stone that sealed Mu Qiongtian was made by a semi-saint. Even though I borrowed the power of the spiritual treasure, I couldn't How can we refine it? It's just... using some tricks to negotiate with Mu Qiongtian."
When Lao Meng heard this, he stopped talking and just stared at the spar in a daze.
He could feel that a strong will was breaking away from the shackles of the crystal stone.
"Another guy who wants to make a deal with me. Then... I want to hear what plans you have." A tall soul walked out of the layered and broken void.
It was Mu Qiongtian.
He said that he does not cultivate immortality, but only cultivates the physical body.
But he never said that when he needed immortal means such as Yuanshen, it was just a matter of thought.
When you reach a high place in practice, you will arrive at the same destination through different paths.
The body and soul have never existed separately.
Just like demons, they also need a physical body to attach themselves to.
Naturally, those who specialize in and refine the physical body can also have 'spirits' born from the physical body and move according to their hearts.
"Immortal Emperor Taihao has a total of five specific methods of resurrection, and since his death, he has activated it thirteen times in total, and this time... is the fourteenth time. Qingxiao Realm has been restarted twice. In front of me, the two impeller masters who were more powerful, more capable, and mastered more spiritual treasures than me also fell one after another."
"There must be health reasons for this."
At this point, half a hundred old men stared at Mu Qiongtian, and then said: "That means they have all missed the point."
"They think that the key to everything lies with Immortal Emperor Taihao. As long as they can stop Immortal Emperor Taihao and let Immortal Taihao die completely, so that his legacy will have a complete successor, or they... ·Or the person they choose, the world will be saved, and they can also obtain enough resources from this incident to soar into the sky."
Mu Qiongtian listened casually, as if he cared, but also as if... he didn't care at all.
"But I don't think so. I think... what really matters is your attitude. The Qingxiao world can be restarted again and again, not because the power left by Immortal Emperor Taihao is too strong, but because of 'you' The power is too strong.”
Mu Qiongtian stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Hey! Don't push me. I don't have the ability. Don't force the old man's methods on me."
The half-hundred old man did not argue with him, but continued the topic: "So, if we want to break this fate of reincarnation, it depends on your attitude."
"Oh? Interesting!" Mu Qiongtian smiled strangely.
He had no obligation to tell Lao Meng and half a hundred other people some facts that only he knew.
For example... after learning of his existence, the decisions and judgments made by the half-hundred-year-old man's two predecessors were actually consistent with that of his successor.
After all, generally speaking, Immortal Emperor Taihao is just a loser.
How can the attitude of a loser compare to that of a successful person?
"How are you going to persuade me?" Mu Qiongtian asked.
The half-hundred-year-old man said decisively: "We are not going to persuade you, but we are trying to find a way to help you get out of trouble."
"I have just studied it."
"The crystal that traps you is actually equivalent to the core of the entire Qingxiao Realm. You are sealed in the crystal, which is equivalent to being connected to the lifeline of Qingxiao Realm. If you want to escape, you must either refine it, Then swallow up the entire Qingxiao Realm, become the master of the Qingxiao Realm, and inherit all the legacy left by Immortal Emperor Taihao. Or... find a way to let another person take on this responsibility on your behalf."
"It's interesting... keep talking!" Mu Qiongtian had a look of interest on his face.
"Of course, ordinary people are not qualified to bear the weight that you should bear."
"So, the only way we can think of is..."
"The golden cicada escapes from its shell, and the plum and peach freeze!" The half-hundred-year-old man finally finished what he wanted to say in one breath.
Mu Qiongtian actually already had an idea, but he still pretended to be confused and said: "Oh! Then tell me, how can a golden cicada escape from its shell, or how can a peach freeze on behalf of others?"
The half-hundred-year-old man said: "If I'm not afraid of your taboos, you have to give up this body and start over. And the most suitable person to take over your body and take your place is the devil..."
"We can help you set up the Heavenly Demon Array and summon the powerful Heavenly Demon in the tide of chaos. If you make an exchange with the Heavenly Demon, let the Heavenly Demon pretend to be you, take over the body, and let the soul go freely, all this will be solved. "
Lao Meng nodded along as if he had no thoughts or opinions of his own.
Mu Qiongtian's soul shrank a bit, becoming the size of an ordinary person, sitting opposite half a hundred old men.
"It's a good idea, and it's worth giving it a try. But... there's still a problem! Even the devil can't hide it, let alone pass it by."
"Moreover, the demons are very dangerous and they are out of control." Mu Qiongtian said.
The half-hundred-year-old man said: "We have also thought about this. If the demon that occupies your body can integrate a large amount of the essence of Taihao Immortal Emperor, then some things will change."
"At that time, it will be difficult to tell whether it is true or false. Unless it is a saint in person, it will be difficult to see clearly."
"Before using this method, we can first subdue the demon, put him in a prison, and make him obey our orders."
Bang bang bang!
Mu Qiongtian applauded: "The idea is good, and most importantly, it can be justified. Although it has not been implemented in detail, it is very feasible. But... in this case, what are your interests?"
"Just to protect your world? Maintain what you have now?"
At this time, Lao Meng finally spoke.
When talents and standards are shown, of course it is the leadership. The leader is in the front. As a subordinate, even if you have 10,000 ideas and 100 million reasons, you must not steal the limelight and show off yourself.
When it's time to take responsibility, take the blame, speak out, and be a villain, as a subordinate, you must know how to stand up immediately and do your duty.
If you are not even willing to do this little thing for the leader, how can the leader rest assured and share the 'burden' with you?
