Feng Xi opened the door and she was wearing a nightgown. Generally speaking, gods do not sleep magically, but Feng Xi is obviously an exception.
"What's the matter?" Feng Xi asked, and invited Ye Ming into the room.
Ye Ming briefly told Wu Zheng's story and did not hide the experience of Haotian believers. Feng Xi remained calm while listening. It wasn't until he finished telling the story that he asked, "What do you want to do? Get rid of Wu Zhang?"
Ye Ming asked: "You are also a god, can you help me kill him?"
Feng Xi said: "It's easy to kill the gods. The problem is how to find Wu Zheng. The gods will entrust the imprint of life in the mysterious space. It is difficult for outsiders to find it except myself."
Ye Ming frowned: "Since it's hard to kill him, we can only replace him."
"Replace it?" Feng Xi was puzzled, "What is your plan?"
Ye Ming: "I am proficient in the art of grafting flowers and trees, and I have already completed the third level of the first level of 'Borrowing the Corpse to Resurrect the Soul'."
Feng Xi shook his head: "I have heard of the skill of transferring flowers and trees, but it is very risky. After all, the other party is a clone of the god. Are you sure you want to take the risk?"
"Of course I won't take risks." Ye Ming said, "It's not me who uses the skill of grafting flowers and trees, it's him."
Xiaoqiang got out of his sleeves, circled around Ye Ming a few times, and said, "Master, I don't know how to copy flowers and trees."
"You can learn it if you don't know it." Ye Ming said, "Wuzheng's divine mind is not stable in the 'divine fetus', and it is not difficult to refine it. The most important thing is that the divine fetus is prepared for the Black Dragon God, and the Black Dragon God is A black dragon, and you are a dragon, so its clone should suit you very well."
Having said this, he looked at Feng Xi again: "But there are two troubles in doing this. The first is to guard against the appearance of the Black Dragon God, and the second is to guard against the arrival of Wu Zheng himself."
Feng Xi: "You can rest assured, no matter who comes, I will definitely beat them."
Ye Ming felt relieved and said: "As long as we can prevent them, I will do the rest."
Feng Xi thought for a while and asked: "After possessing Wu Zheng's memory, what are you going to do next? Control the Haotian Sect?"
Ye Ming hesitated whether he should tell the other party his other identity, Long Shaobai. After much thought, he decided to keep it a secret because he felt that it had nothing to do with Feng Xi and there would be no benefit if the other party knew about it.
"We'll get rid of Wu Zheng first. I haven't thought about the rest yet," he said.
In fact, he had a plan in mind, which was to let Xiaoqiang refine Wu Zheng's clone and obtain all the other party's memories. Based on this memory, he believed that Xiaoqiang could easily control the Haotian Sect in Tianyuan Continent. And the agreement he made with the Haotian Sect must still be fulfilled, which is to continue to play Long Shaobai when necessary. Because he believed that something that even Wu Zheng personally intervened in must have huge benefits. He didn't want to miss it, so he had to at least continue to observe it for a while.
The two parties agreed to take action tomorrow night. Ye Ming put Xiaoqiang into the Dayan space and asked him to practice the skill of transferring flowers and trees. Feng Xi also went to gather men to prepare for the battle tomorrow night. Ye Ming was not idle either. He and Xiaoqiang entered the Dayan space to further practice the "Taiyi Divine Technique" and improve the seven-yuan arithmetic array.
At the beginning, he took the Three Treasures Divine Pill, and it took him 50,000 years to practice the Taiyi Divine Art to the seventh level. However, his seven-yuan arithmetic formation is not perfect and can only be regarded as an introduction. The Seven-Yuan Arithmetic Array is a god-level arithmetic array that counts nothing. Ye Ming is undoubtedly a bit difficult to control it as a martial arts master, and it is even more difficult to perfect it.
Fortunately, difficulty does not mean that it is impossible. His pure body makes his mind pure, and there are no distracting thoughts in the process of cultivation. The emptiness of all dharmas puts his mind in a state of neither thinking nor non-thinking. In this state, Taiyi Calculation can be calculated The array has incredible spiritual effects. Moreover, he is completely different now than he was back then. He has extraordinary wisdom and is confident that he can complete the Seven-Yuan Calculation Formation.
It took him 50,000 years to complete the Six-Yuan Calculation Formation, but now it is no longer possible for him to do that. According to Beiming, the Dayan space is also placed on the big world, and the time and space gap between the two should not exceed 80,000 years. Before that, he had already consumed more than 70,000 years. In other words, his remaining time in Dayan Space is less than ten thousand years.
Fortunately, after some calculations about the Seven-Yuan Arithmetic Formation, he roughly knew the time. It would only take about a thousand years to complete the Seven-Yuan Arithmetic Formation. However, he is not ready to enter the Eight-Yuan Arithmetic Formation because his current body cannot bear the Eight-Yuan Arithmetic Formation. If he wants to carry the Eight-Yuan Arithmetic Formation, he must at least have a spiritual body.
Ye Ming practiced hard there, and Xiaoqiang finally spent fifty years on cultivating the soul of a dead body. It seems that it has overcome its addiction and continues to practice to change the day and night. Stealing the sky and exchanging the sun is much better than borrowing a corpse to revive a soul. You can turn other people's things into your own without anyone noticing. He used this weight for five hundred years!
Xiaoqiang knew that the next level of "Nine Transformations of Samsara" was too difficult, so he gave up and spent the remaining time on improving his cultivation. This was what Ye Ming wanted, and he also specially prepared training resources for him. , not only the spirit stone, but also a Tianjiao fruit and a ginseng fruit.
Xiaoqiang once obtained Ye Ming's true dragon's blood, and his qualifications were far higher than before. Now that he has obtained a large amount of resources, his cultivation has naturally improved by leaps and bounds. Finally, on the 360th year, it roared loudly, and its life level began to transform, entering a state similar to hibernation.
It sleeps for a hundred years. A hundred years later, Xiaoqiang shed a layer of his skin and turned into a white dragon. This dragon has a divine and enlightened aura. It turns out that it has been promoted to a god without knowing it!
The white dragon roared and turned into a handsome young man in white, appearing in front of Ye Ming. At this moment, Ye Ming's cultivation has reached a critical point. The young man in white waited for about three years and saw Ye Ming open his eyes. There were countless mysterious runes intertwined and separated in his eyes, which were unpredictable.
"Master, is it successful?" Xiaoqiang, who turned into a boy, asked in surprise.
Ye Ming nodded: "Just completed the seven-yuan calculation array. You are very good, you have actually advanced to the gods."
Xiao Qiang said: "Thank you Master, if it weren't for the resources provided by Master, I wouldn't be able to advance so quickly."
Ye Ming sensed it and said: "It's almost time outside, we should go out." After that, the two of them returned to the princess mansion, where Ye Ming was.
It was dusk the next day. He opened the door and found Feng Xi already waiting for him in the courtyard.
"Are you ready?" Feng Xi asked. There were five vague shadows behind her. It was unknown where the gods were invited.
He nodded: "Ready."
Feng Xi glanced at Xiaoqiang and said, "It's best if it can be promoted. This will greatly increase the chance of success."
After the two discussed for a while, the group of people turned into escaping light, crossed the layers of space in an instant, and arrived at the Black Dragon Sect's territory, where the divine fetus was located. The five layers of barrier were not difficult for the gods to break through easily. They arrived in the cave very quickly. Feng Xiyu waved his hand lightly, and all the Black Dragon Cult guards in the cave fell unconscious. They didn't even know who was taking action.
The huge blood-colored placenta was still there, and the fetus on it was even bigger. It seemed to be mature, as tall as two adults, with its eyes closed.
"Take action!"
Ye Ming whispered, and the young man who became a little stronger immediately stood on the placenta in a blink of an eye, put a palm on the head of the fetus, and began to perform the magical skill of stealing the sky and changing the sun. His methods were rather domineering, and he immediately alarmed two big figures, one was the Black Dragon God, and the other was the divine disciple Wu Zheng.
In the void, there was a roar, and the terrifying pressure suppressed the entire audience. In the air inside the cave, a huge space-time vortex formed, and it seemed that some terrifying existence was about to rush out of it. However, Feng Xi jade waved his hand lightly, and the pressure was destroyed without any attack. Three of the phantoms rushed directly into the whirlpool, and it was unknown which time and space they entered to fight with the Black Dragon God.
At the same time, a divine light fell from the sky and enveloped the placenta. At the same time, Wu Zheng's voice sounded: "Ye Ming, you are so bold, I will make you disappear!"
"Shameless talk!"
Feng Xi and the other two gods also took action, turning into a stream of light, rushing down along the divine light, and disappeared in an instant.
Ye Ming had nothing to worry about. Six against two, Feng Xi came well prepared and took advantage, so there shouldn't be any problems. As for Xiaoqiang, he has already ascended to the level of a god and can only deal with a clone of the god. It is also not difficult.
Sure enough, after a few breaths, Xiaoqiang took his hand away and flew to Ye Ming's side.
"How?" he asked.
Xiaoqiang: "I have obliterated Wu Zheng's spiritual thoughts and planted the clone into the fetus. It will wake up soon."
Before he finished speaking, the huge baby opened his eyes and saw two bloody lights sweeping around. The terrifying momentum made Ye Ming suffocate. Xiaoqiang quickly ordered his clone to restrain his aura and said: "I'm not yet proficient in controlling it, I need time to adapt."
Ye Ming asked: "How strong is this baby?"
"It's stronger than me, it's very powerful." Xiao Qiang said. As he spoke, the baby suddenly began to shrink, and soon became the size of an adult, and the image was no longer a baby, but a teenager with the same appearance as Xiaoqiang, but wearing a blood-red gown.
The blood-clothed boy bowed to Ye Ming and said, "Master."
Ye Ming nodded and said: "There is too much movement here, the people from the Black Dragon Sect are probably coming, let's go."
The boy in blood-clothed waved his hand, and with a flash of blood, the three people disappeared. After about a few breaths, a group of Black Dragon Cult masters rushed into the cave, but there was no sign of anyone anywhere? With the baby out of sight, these people beat their chests and cursed loudly, but Ye Ming could no longer hear them.
The boy in blood clothes and Ye Ming did not return to the Eastern Capital. Instead, they went directly to the Haotian Sect's lair with Wu Zheng's memory. They wanted to control the Haotian Sect as quickly as possible. Speaking of which, Ye Ming quite recognized the teachings of the Haotian Sect. If he could control the Haotian Sect, it would be a wishful thinking.