novelE2F Chapter 446
Chapter 446
Hundreds of miles away.
Master Changqing of the Eternal Life Sect looked at the headmaster of the Eternal Life Sect in the ancient bronze mirror in his hand with a puzzled look on his face.
He didn't succeed in this trip, but he made some achievements. Where do you start talking about this...
"It seems that the matter that the master wants to investigate is found out, right?" He asked with happiness in his heart.
This ancient bronze mirror is nothing special.
The ancestors of the Eternal Life Sect are really rich. Some of the ancient ancestors are still living in the small world of the cave in the sect.
And this ancient bronze mirror is also one of the heritages inherited from ancient times. It is a magic weapon above the stage of divine transformation. It is already a treasure that cannot be refined in this era.
It's called the Vientiane Mirror.
Master Changqing took this mirror into the Blood Lotus Sect's stronghold, waiting for the leader of the Changsheng Sect in the mirror to arrive.
It allows the dignified Shinto Lord to explore the secrets of the Blood Lotus Sect from thousands of miles away, avoiding the consciousness of the Blood Lotus Sect monks...
But now, the headmaster of the Eternal Life Sect has obviously gained something.
"You and I both know that the cave world of the Blood Lotus Sect is very extraordinary." The leader of the Immortality Sect in the mirror said calmly:
"Kuafu Mountain is the small world of the Blood Lotus Sect."
"In the past, when the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths were in turmoil, many of the Taoist Lords from our Changsheng Sect died as a result."
"It's just that since that battle, the small world of Kuafu Mountain has fallen into the big world of Jiuzhou. They are indistinguishable from each other and difficult to separate."
"Now that I have taken this trip, I can confirm that there is no cave in Kuafu Mountain, so no Supreme Elder is still alive."
The key to the Taishang Elder's ability to survive in the small world of Dongtian and avoid the tide of Jiuzhou's spiritual energy lies in escaping from the world.
Now the small world of Kuafu Mountain is indistinguishable from Kyushu, and there is no cave inside...
So even if there are Supreme Elders who are still alive, as long as they don't hide outside this world, their cultivation has rapidly declined to the stage of becoming gods.
"However, the Kuafu Mountain Small World is not trivial. This is the remains of an ancient god and demon. If the Blood Lotus Sect still has the ability to manipulate the small world, even if there is no Supreme Elder, it still cannot be underestimated."
The leader of the Changsheng Sect explained.
Speaking of this, Master Changqing suddenly became enlightened.
"So that's it. Although we haven't reached an alliance with the Blood Lotus Sect, it's an unexpected surprise to find out their details."
"In this way, my Immortal Sect will have one less opponent in this world."
When Master Changqing had a previous conversation with Master Bilian, he complained in his heart that the Blood Lotus Sect did not pay enough attention to them and was obviously wary of them.
But this precaution was indeed wrong.
Although they came here with the intention of joining forces, they are both thousand-year-old vixens. Who would really naively think that if they join forces, they will love each other and become a family...
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Green Lotus Fairy City.
Wu Qizheng's words echoed in the wind.
The Thousand Soul Flags are making a hunting sound, and the sound of the wind is like weeping and complaining.
Thunder and fire exploded on the mountain peak in the distance. The bearded swordsman-like martial saint was experiencing a bloody battle with the monks of the Blood Lotus Sect.
Wu Qi Zheng, on the other hand, quietly confronted Chen Feng, the Feiyu guard, without saying anything for a long time.
"I see."
Chen Feng suddenly smiled slightly:
"Obviously I have told you these secret things, but what you are most concerned about is not whether your mind is controlled by the Martial Saint. The so-called free will is just dancing in the palm of your hand..."
"What I care about most is still the life and death of the Martial Saint..."
"It seems that the Martial Saint was not wrong in giving you this name."
Chen Feng's eyes were deep and he continued:
"As for the reason why he did this, you actually know it in your mind, but it's just unconfirmed."
Chen Feng stepped forward, looked at the Blood Lotus Sect monks in the distance, and then glanced at the mentally collapsed ascetics beside the spiritual pool:
"You said the same thing just now, there have never been gods or immortals in this world."
He looked at the martial saint and the trees in the distance, and continued: "There is no such thing as a saint or a perfect person."
"In the words of the storyteller in Chaolou, a super-powerful man who has succeeded in refining the gods has an iron-willed mind and is indomitable."
"But in my opinion, even the most powerful martial arts masters in the world, who appear to be powerful and radiant, actually have shortcomings."
"No matter how powerful the master is, he is not made of iron after all. As long as he is made of flesh and blood, he will not be strong forever, and his heart will always be as strong as iron. There will eventually be a limit."
"You are a human being if you are depressed and weak."
"The Taotie Devouring Heaven Skill is certainly a peerless skill, but do you think a martial saint can really keep devouring it and continue to become stronger forever?"
Wu Qi was listening silently.
I heard from a storyteller in Chaolou that he once came up with a theory about the four unique martial arts in the world.
Yan Taizu was such a hero in his early years. He was as fierce as a tiger and conquered the world on horseback to overthrow the old dynasty.
When I get older, there will be times when I avoid fighting and stay in the palace. It wasn't until Qiao Mu, who was older and more skilled in martial arts than him, entered the palace and exposed the flaw in his martial arts will, shattering his armor and weakness, that he could stand up again.
Needless to say, the sword-banished immortal was trapped in an isolated city in the desert for thirty years.
So, in the eyes of the world, the Qiao family, who have been united from generation to generation and who regard death as a sudden return, will be as strong as steel from the beginning to the end?
What about the martial arts saint who has dominated the Kyushu Wulin for decades and become the nightmare of the Kyushu Wulin generation?
In the mouths of Chaolou storytellers and in the eyes of the world, such peerless heroes are naturally insulated from weakness.
Momentary failures and weaknesses are just embellishments in their legendary lives, but they are always strong.
Wu Qizheng naturally knew what was going on.
If he thought that the Martial Saint was always strong, mentally sound, and invincible, then he would not appear here.
"What the Martial Saint did was a Shura thing that gods and ghosts hate. If you do it on the edge of the abyss, you are already in danger. It is impossible to be as clear-headed and rational as ordinary people."
"The one who walked the furthest path with him on the road of gluttony was none other than Wu Qiankun, but he has lost control and has become the food of the Martial Saint."
He paused and then said:
"Even if Wu Shengren's original intention more than forty years ago was really as upright and upright as a saint..."
"It's impossible for him to be a normal person after walking into the abyss with his hands stained with blood for decades."
"I have never believed that people who practice Shura deeds have the heart of a saint." Wu Qizheng shook his head.
"It seems that you know what you are doing and have your own judgment, so I don't need to waste any more words." Chen Feng had complicated eyes and said calmly:
"Wu Qizheng, you are more determined than I expected."
Having said this, his facial features began to change slightly, and finally transformed into a face that made Wu Qizheng freeze up and his hair stand on end instantly.
This face was exactly like his own, just like himself in the mirror, only he looked younger.
"So you are not Feiyuwei, but 'Wu Qizheng' who was born from the 'flesh and blood mother' like me?" Wu Qi Zheng asked in a serious voice.
"Wu Qizheng is the name given to you by Saint Wu." "Chen Feng" said expressionlessly:
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"With 'Martial Saint' as the mother parent, there will naturally be more than one offspring, but the name is unique to you. There is no other 'Wu Qizheng' in the world."
Having said this, he looked at the Thousand Soul Flags moving in the wind and said calmly:
"People like us, like these devout believers who have been brainwashed by the doctrine, are the best tools in the hands of the Martial Saint."
"It seems like I'm following my heart, but in fact it's for his own use."
"If the destiny given to you by Saint Wu is that one day in the future, Saint Wu will become a demon on earth no less than a stranger..."
"Then you who are born with a saint's heart will act according to your heart, do everything possible to seek his death, and try your best to borrow a knife to kill the martial saint."
"Then I am just a tool in the hands of the Martial Saint."
"Chen Feng" looked at Wu Qizheng expressionlessly and said calmly:
"Wu Qizheng, I am the person in your mirror."
"Wu Shengren named me Wu Jing. I was once the Yuexuan envoy of Xizhou. My mission in life is just to be the person in the mirror, correct your path and become your guide."
"As for the Flying Fish Guard Chen Feng, there is indeed someone there, but the Flying Fish Guard of the Refining God has been wiped out long ago. Only a clever boy who helped them is still alive."
After hearing Wu Jing say so much, Wu Qizheng naturally came back to his senses.
"He led me to see the fate of these believers who have been brainwashed by the doctrine. He also said that I have no free will and am just a useful knife in the hands of the martial saint..."
"It seems that you are not asking me, but also asking yourself." Wu Qizheng said slowly.
Wu Jing was silent for a long time.
"And you are indeed tougher than I expected, and you are worthy of the name 'Wu Qizheng'."
He continued:
"After Wu Shengren escaped from the Baili Desert alone more than forty years ago, he called himself 'Wu Shengren' from then on." He continued:
"However, everyone in the world understands that he is thousands of miles away from the saint."
The relationship between Wu Shengren and Saint is like the relationship between Cap and Capcom. It cannot be said to be exactly the same, it can only be said to be completely unrelated.
"If you're not a saint, you're a beast." Wu Jing said calmly:
"The way of gluttony is the way of beasts, where the weak eat the strong. The martial saint knows very well that he cannot be a saint."
"He calls himself the Martial Saint, but you are the one who is shaped into a born saint with a heart."
"You are the future that the Martial Saint in his prime yearned for, and now you will follow his last plan and lead him to a dead end."
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at the same time.
Thunder light burst out from the mountain peak, and a figure was bathed in electric light and walked out of the light.
It's the tree.
The few Blood Lotus Sect monks who came after hearing the news fell at his feet, while the bearded swordsman Lao Hu fell to the ground exhausted with a knife in his hand, bleeding profusely.
"It's impossible for a martial saint to only have this ability. Let me see what you are..."
"Shattered Void Finger."
The trees were pointed together into a sword, and a three-foot-long sword light condensed with true strength shot out from the fingertips, easily slicing the flesh of the bearded swordsman's back neck.
He saw the flesh buds that looked like living creatures entrenched on the back of the bearded swordsman's neck, branching out like tree roots and spreading to the swordsman's neck and head.
Qiao Mu remembered what Wu Qizhen had mentioned before, about the Wu Ji Association's Zhongzhou headquarters. He said that in the dungeon inside the headquarters, he saw many people parasitized by the flesh buds of the Martial Saint.
Among them, there was even more than one of the Seventy-two Sages.
"Flesh bud parasitism... remote control is not considered a 'flesh clone', perhaps it can be called a 'flesh bud clone'."
"This bearded swordsman is not a Martial Saint, but a martial arts master who was defeated by him. Now he is controlled by the flesh buds and has changed his appearance?"
"It seems that the prisoners in the dungeon are really not just used as a culture dish for the spirit flesh pill."
Compared with the parasites in the dungeon of the headquarters, the flesh buds on this bearded swordsman have a larger area of erosion, almost occupying half of his body.
Qiao Mu is also an expert in the transformation of flesh and blood. After careful identification, he already has an idea in mind.
The transformation of flesh and blood was first created by the Martial Saint, and then perfected by Wu Qizhen, and later deduced into the transformation of flesh and blood.
The transformation of flesh and blood pursues the complete control of the flesh by the "God", and affects the flesh with the extremely powerful will of the martial arts warrior.
The self-healing of organs and the changes of flesh and limbs are all born from this.
From this point on, it is the flesh and blood clone of Qiao Mu and Wu Qizhen.
The transformation of flesh and blood of the Martial Saint focuses more on the changes during combat, and pursues the adjustment and change of the flesh form that is more perfect and more suitable for combat.
Just like the derivative secret method of Lingxi Jue, both are born from the same source, but they have different fruits.
"If this is not the Martial Saint, but just the flesh clone, then where is the real Martial Saint?" Qiao Mu stood on the top of the mountain and thought carefully.
This is the Bilian Immortal City, just below the Blood Lotus Sect. He killed the Blood Lotus Sect monk openly, but he didn't care about the rainbow light passing by in the distant sky. He only thought about the Martial Saint in his heart.
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"Although you said a lot, you don't seem to have said the most important thing yet, right?"
Wu Qizheng asked:
"Since you claim to be my guide, you want to lead me to find the Martial Saint."
"Then where is the Martial Saint?"
He looked at the top of the mountain in the distance and met Qiao Mu's eyes.
It was obvious that the bearded swordsman was not the Martial Saint himself.
Wu Jing had a complicated expression.
"It is actually a very simple thing to find the Martial Saint in this Blood Lotus Immortal Kingdom."
He looked around and said with a slightly numb expression:
"Aren't the Martial Saints everywhere?"
As soon as the words fell.
Wu Qizheng's face changed slightly.
He looked around and his heartbeat accelerated slightly.
At this time, among those ascetics, the fifteen-year-old giant Da Hu, who always seemed a little confused, stepped forward.
With every step he took, his height, body shape, and face were changing and adjusting constantly.
Step by step, he was getting closer and closer to the lingering, heavy shadow in Wu Qizhen's heart.
It was the Martial Saint.
He lowered his head and looked down at Wu Qizhen and Wu Jing in front of him.
"Wu Jing, you talk too much." He first looked at Wu Jing and said indifferently.
"But this is not bad. It is also a test to ask your conscience. Since Wu Qizhen was not disturbed by your words, he naturally passed this level."
"You are all my good children."
Wu Jing had no expression on his face and was silent.
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