Dan Chenzi supported Li Peiyun, who was seriously injured, and backed away while injecting him with blood medicine. Get closer to Baoze's top S-classes.
"What should I do?" Bai Shenliu frowned, her pretty face turned slightly pale.
Witnessing the top S-level members of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance sacrificing their lives for righteousness, the faces of the Thunder Emperor and others were filled with tragedy, anger, and fear, which was extremely complex.
Before Li Xianyu and other half-step Ji Dao appeared, they were the strongest fighting force under the Ji Dao, and few people could force them into such a mess.
But now, that little fighting power is not enough. The ancient demon has resurrected, and the senior Yakuza are joining the battle. This is the real pinnacle battlefield of the vampire world.
"The worst case scenario is death." The ape god bared his teeth, with two white fangs protruding from his mouth, looking like a zombie with white hair all over his body.
"I was mentally prepared before I came here, but now..." Wuwukai glanced at the corpses of the protectors of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance and said softly: "They are the ones who are truly enlightened."
The God of Cookery said calmly: "It's a pity that we can't eat the meat of foreign devils."
Heigami held his wife's hand and said, "If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have let you in. At least one of us as a couple can survive."
Bai Shen shook his head, took a deep breath, and suppressed his fear: "I'm not pregnant. If I want to have a child, I will definitely not come in with you and die. But since I don't have one, I have no choice but to die together."
The top S-classes talked and cheered each other up.
But Baker Richardson didn't seem to be interested in being patient with them, and walked slowly towards Li Xianyu. When he took a step, Lei Di and others took a step back. Everyone, including Li Peiyun and Dan Chenzi, felt tense all over and nervous.
"Li Xianyu, we can talk before those old monsters decide the winner." Baker Richardson said loudly.
Li Xianyu didn't respond to him, and concentrated on dispersing the flesh and blood substances and feeding the sword fetus. Qin Ze's condition has improved. Not only has the erosion of flesh and blood been curbed, but the sword fetus is gradually recovering its strength and is now a mature sword fetus.
There are two main reasons why the big boss is so embarrassed: First, his physical strength is exhausted, his energy is almost exhausted, and the sword embryo is like a dry river bed, with not a drop left.
Even the Sword of Qi cannot be condensed, so how can it resist the flesh and blood substances that invade the body.
Li Xianyu used his Qi Sword to feed the sword fetus, which was helping him make up for his Qi.
An ordinary person would have nothing to do, but the Qi Sword has the same origin.
Second, the flesh and blood substance that Qingshi invaded his body was not ordinary flesh and blood substance, but a part of his clone, which contained a small amount of domination authority.
Equivalent to a trace amount of slough, the ancient demon slough is extremely poisonous to vampires and ordinary people if there is no special means to suppress and digest it.
Qin Ze, who was in a weak state and did not have as many cheats as Li Xianyu, could not resist on his own.
"I can kill everyone present, those in front of me, those behind you, and those you are treating." Baker Richardson said in a threatening tone: "If you don't want them to die, let's make a deal. "
"I don't want you to hand over the fruit to me. I just want to know more information about the fruit. The more the better."
"Just think of it as stalling for time. If you are willing to say it, I will let you stall for time. Otherwise, hey, my Kusanagi sword hasn't drunk enough blood yet."
"Of course, you can also go back in time so that everyone is alive, but do you dare?"
Baker Richardson was well versed in negotiation skills and would not ask Li Xianyu to hand over the fruit as soon as he opened his mouth. That would be forcing him to jump over the wall.
When a person is in a desperate situation, he will desperately grab the life-saving straw, even if the straw is not fragile enough to save him, or it is just a false phantom.
Therefore, Baker Richardson used Guozi's information as a life-saving straw to tempt Li Xianyu.
He knew so little about fruits that he felt as if the pie was right in front of him, but he couldn't eat it.
Under such circumstances, understanding information is the most correct choice. Only by mastering enough information can he consider what to do next, and perhaps learn how to seize the fruit from it.
As for whether the information given by Li Xianyu was true or false, it was up to him to identify it himself.
Li Xianyu let go of Qin Ze's hand and took back the Qi Sword. The thick and white Qi Sword now became thin and light.
The sword fetus was finally restored, and the sacrifices of the guardians were not in vain. After that, Qin Ze can compete with flesh and blood by himself, and he doesn't need to be guarded by him.
"If you had said so earlier, my people would not have to die." Li Xianyu said calmly.
"I really wanted to kill Qin Ze neatly and catch you just now. I didn't want him to be captured by the army, nor did I want you to successfully save him." Baker Richardson sneered.
"What do you want to know?" Li Xianyu retracted his Qi Sword and looked at Baker Richardson.
Richardson's goal has always been himself. He may talk about it, but he may really mean it, but as soon as he relaxes, he will definitely take action immediately.
"When will the fruit ripen?" Baker Richardson took a few steps forward calmly.
"have no idea."
"Did you predict the future and know that we will come in at this entrance?"
"To be precise, I went back in time." Li Xianyu replied.
Going back in time... Baker Richardson was not surprised, but confirmed his previous guess.
The fruit really matured further, and this time, Li Xianyu went back in time without paying the price.
"In this case," Baker Richardson was bleeding and glanced at the corpses of the guardians with his eyeless eyes: "Why not go back in time to save them?"
Li Xianyu didn't answer him.
"How to take out the fruit." Baker Richardson moved forward some distance.
Li Xianyu still didn't answer him.
call!
The air twisted, and Baker Richardson pumped up his energy and pounced on Li Peiyun and others.
At this time, Li Xianyu closed his eyes.
Baker Richardson was like a hungry tiger attacking a sheep. He killed Li Peiyun and Dan Chenzi with fierce means, and killed Baoze's top S-classes one by one with his sword.
In front of Li Xianyu, corpses lay scattered on the ground.
Li Xianyu, who was in mid-air, looked down at this scene, his own body, and Baker Richardson, who was standing in front of him without any hindrance.
Seeing him raising the Kusanagi sword, he was about to pierce Qin Ze's chest.
"This is what will happen in the real world after I choose to leave the body. And if I choose to face Baker Richardson, the situation will be different."
"The Yin God's ability to go back in time feels a bit like predicting the future. I don't have that sense of participation, I'm more like a bystander. This is a completely different feeling from going back in time in the island country."
"Does this mean that going back in time in the Yin Shen state is a kind of foreknowledge? It can be avoided and changed? And the time back in the island country cannot be changed?"
"If it can't be changed, then Cuihua and the others will be in danger."
Li Xianyu has long been aware of the difference between the two types of regression, so he plans to use a softer method to change his destiny.
This method was something he suddenly realized just now, after he finished healing Qin Ze.
Because, he has clearly noticed that the fruit has further matured.
The Yin God Li Xianyu stood in the air and took a step back. In an instant, the world seemed to have turned into a movie, and time quickly went back to before Li Peiyun and others were killed.
Taking another step back, time goes back to before Protector Niu and others were killed.
Retrace step by step, retrace step by step.
Baoze's employees left the Pantheon Palace in a backwards manner, and the vehicle-mounted weapons left the Pantheon Palace in a backwards manner.
The Palace of the Gods fell into an empty and dead silence.
Li Xianyu went back in time step by step. There was no sunrise or sunset in the Palace of the Gods. He didn't know how long he had gone back in time.
"If I were to go back twenty years in one go, would I be able to see the scene when the third brother Yuexia entered the Palace of the Gods?"
"Maybe we can figure out what happened to our biological father after he entered the Palace of the Gods, and what kind of deal he made with Bing Zhazi..."
The idea was tempting, but he chose not to unlock the secret from twenty years ago.
First of all, it's not clear whether the fruit can support him going back this long. Secondly, this retrospective has another purpose.
Li Xianyu left the Palace of the Gods and fled toward the northeast.
At this time, it is noon, and the sun is hanging warmly in the sky. Looking down from the road, the Niushan Scenic Area is full of people, the grass is dark green, and the leaves are hanging on the branches.
Tourists wear short-sleeved shirts and sun-visored caps.
"How long have I been looking back?" Li Xianyu was stunned.
Although I couldn't feel the temperature, it was clearly midsummer.
I'm going back in time, not traveling into the future... When we entered the Pantheon Palace, it was clearly April.
Li Xianyu continued to fly in the northeast direction. The Yin Shen was extremely fast and was not even affected by air resistance.
Soon, Maoshan was in sight.
He came to the Shangqing Sect in Jiangsu Province.
In the distance, Li Xianyu saw a young and free-spirited Taoist priest, holding a wine bottle in his hand, sitting on the steps, chatting with the old Taoist beside him in high spirits.
The young Taoist priest is Dan Chenzi.
"What place did you get in the Dao Discussion Conference?" At this time, the old Taoist asked.
"Should be in the top two." Dan Chenzi answered him.
"should?"
"Well, I haven't fought Jiese before, so I can't say that I can beat him. Uncle Master, the Dao Discussion Conference has been suspended. There will be no champion this year."
"oh?"
"I'll definitely shock you when I say it. Great changes have taken place in this year's Dao Discussion Conference." Dan Chenzi was mysterious. In front of the old man, he rarely looked more childish, as if he couldn't wait to find something good and was hiding it. child.
"Great change?"
"The Taoist Lord has fallen, and the remnant soul of the demonic Taoist appears at the Taoism Conference."
The old man's sweeping hand paused slightly: "He's back..."
It turns out that I went back to the midsummer of last year, and the Dao Discussion Conference had just ended... Li Xianyu came to the conclusion that there was no time in the Palace of the Gods. He kept going back, not knowing how much time he had gone back.
Now I know.
Li Xianyu was standing behind the old man and in front of Dan Chenzi, but they didn't see the time traveler and were talking to themselves.
"It shouldn't be. Slime said that Master Wangchen's second personality is about to become Yang Shen... Yang Shen is only a theoretical realm. He may not be it, but in terms of mental strength, this second personality is definitely the best in the world. First, couldn't he even notice me?" Li Xianyu frowned, feeling a little anxious.
If the alter ego cannot see itself, all attempts will be meaningless.
At this time, the surrounding space suddenly solidified. The breeze blew and picked up the fallen leaves. They were flying and suddenly solidified. There were birds passing by in the sky, frozen in mid-air and motionless. The treetops still retain their shape, bent by the wind, and remain motionless.
Dan Chenzi's smile was frozen on his face, and his eyelashes were clearly visible under the sun, like a wax figure.
The old man turned and stared.
He can indeed see me... Li Xianyu breathed a sigh of relief and bowed deeply: "Senior!"
"Are you detached?" the old man said.
Detachment... Does the second personality of Demon Dao know about detachment
I learned about it from slime... When the fruit was born, the masters saw the power of a new field and knew that the fruit was something that could bring about a qualitative change in life.
Maybe the masters had the concept of detachment at that time, but it is a bit interesting that this second personality pointed out it directly and insisted on it.
The highest state of Taoism... Yang Shen... The unity of heaven and man
After reaching a certain level of cultivation, can we look forward to a higher level
I think this is at best a half-step of detachment.
"Half-step detachment." Li Xianyu whispered: "In the near future, a young man will go up the mountain to ask for help from seniors. I hope you will not refuse."
The old man's eyes flashed, "You came to see me to explain that the future me refused?"
Li Xianyu was silent.
His plan was simple. He would use the fruit's ability to trace back time and find an old Taoist priest from the past to beg him to take action.
As long as the old Taoist priest helps, he can change the situation, change the fate of Buddha's head, change the fate of the protectors of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance, and even change the fate of Cuihua Sanwu and the others.
In this process, he only played a supporting role, being relatively gentle and tactful, and did not directly exert the power of the fruit.
In this way, we may be able to avoid what Bing Zhazi said: "You can't go back in time" and "Those who play with fate will eventually be played with by fate."
"Since the future me refuses, what's the use of talking to the present me?"
"This matter is of great importance, I hope senior will agree." Li Xianyu begged.
"You should know that fate cannot be changed."
Li Xianyu was silent again.
He had heard this sentence countless times, from old Taoist priests to Bing Zhazi.
Having gotten to this point, even though he is still very young, he does not have the passion for being a middle school student, and he no longer shouts the slogan "My fate is up to me."
Because, although a person is young, his heart has gone through vicissitudes of life.
To put it in more down-to-earth terms: I have been severely beaten by socialism and I can no longer be crazy.
"Idiot!" The old man shook his head, waved his worn sleeves, and a breeze blew by. Li Xianyu's translucent figure collapsed and disappeared, and the world returned to normal.
The world once again changed like a movie. It was going back in time before, but this time it was fast forwarding.
Li Xianyu was thrown away by the power exerted by the old Taoist priest. All the surrounding scenery passed by quickly, and time passed quickly.
He was "fast forward" towards the Pantheon Palace.
Rejected... Qin Ze begged him with great justice, but failed.
I should have understood that after all, he was not Wangchen, the Wangchen who dared to love and hate, and who cared about the country. Not the Wangchen who lost everything in the Changsha defense battle but still organized a militia to fight guerrillas.
When Li Xianyu was sad, desolate and angry, a vague sigh came to his ears:
The time has not come yet!
... ...
Maoshan, Shangqing sect.
At dusk, the setting sun is like blood.
The red and golden clouds were frozen in the west, motionless.
The reconstruction of the Shangqing Sect was in full swing. The architects sent by Baoze discussed the construction plan with the Taoist priests of Shangqing.
"You don't need good bricks, you want the kind of blue bricks, retro blue bricks... The Shangqing Sect is a great sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. Even if it is rebuilt, it must remain the same. What's the point of building a red brick house? "The middle-aged Taoist priest yelled at the architect who always had different ideas.
"The main hall dedicated to the ancestors can be restored, but your dormitory does not need to be retro. Wouldn't it be good to have more elements of the new era, and wouldn't it be better to sleep more comfortably?" Several architects found it difficult to understand.
"What does it take for a monk to feel comfortable and live in poverty so that he can maintain a normal mind? Don't be jabbering and just follow our requirements." The middle-aged Taoist priest said.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, a dying old Taoist priest with sparse white hair came slowly, passed through the gate of the Taoist temple, and walked towards the construction site.
The middle-aged Taoist priest saw him from a distance and was stunned. He frowned and approached him: "Old senior, are you okay?"
The seniority is so big that I don’t know what to call him.
It's not necessarily right to call him grand uncle, and an old Taoist priest who sweeps stairs is not qualified.
The sun is really rising in the west. This old man has been on the mountainside for decades and has never stepped foot into the gate. He must have taken the wrong medicine today.
The old Taoist priest came closer and glanced at the magic weapon long sword slung on the old Taoist priest's back. He spoke in a leisurely and unhurried tone, smiling with the old man's unique smile: "I'm here to borrow the sword!"
Middle-aged Taoist priest: "???"
He didn't understand the old Taoist priest's intention, borrow the sword? An old Taoist whose vitality and blood are failing and who walks slowly wants to borrow a sword from him
The old Taoist priest did not wait for his reply and waved to himself. A shocking scene happened.
The long sword on the middle-aged Taoist priest's back seemed to be given life. It was unsheathed and delivered to the old Taoist priest's palm.
"You..." The middle-aged Taoist priest was shocked and his face changed slightly.
The disciples of Shangqing in a circle around him retreated one after another, looking at the old Taoist priest blankly and warily.
Naturally, they all knew the old man, and this situation shocked them all.
The architects of Baoze didn't know the details of the old Taoist priest, but seeing the reactions of the Taoist priests around them, they became vigilant.
In the current situation, I have suffered enough and I have long understood that sometimes my classmates may not necessarily be my own.
The old Taoist priest ignored them and whispered:
"The master is astonished by his wealth of knowledge, and naturally all heaven and earth are good teachers."
The long sword left his hand and hung between his eyebrows.
"Don't work hard for fame and fortune, resign and travel to the west to learn about Xuanhuang."
I don't know if it's an illusion, but the sunset seems to be dim.
"The Japanese invaders in the East China Sea are so arrogant that no one of their thirteen artillery shells fired."
The long sword vibrated violently and made a harsh sound, as if he couldn't hold it back and wanted to go out to kill the Japanese invaders.
"No self, no merit and no name, harmonious with its light and its dust."
The long sword stopped restlessly and became quiet and peaceful.
The old Taoist paused and smiled freely: "The Tao travels across the four oceans and seven continents, and there is no grudge between the east, west, north, and south."
The life of a demon is nothing more than that.
After reading this sentence, everyone present saw a soul emerging above the old Taoist priest. He was young, wearing a Taoist robe, with free and easy eyebrows and a smile on his lips, giving people a sense of unrestrained free and easy.
He gave a long laugh: "The time has come."
Yuanshen held the sword and left.
All the disciples of the Shangqing Sect raised their heads and looked at the stream of light disappearing into the sky, shocked and speechless.
"Then, that's... Demonic Wangchen?!" someone murmured.
That was a disciple of the Shangqing Dynasty who had participated in the Dao Discussion Conference and had seen the remnant soul of the Demon Dao appear in the world, and this one was exactly the same as the Demon Dao back then.
Demon Dao Wangchen... The middle-aged Taoist priest whose sword was borrowed was shocked, and for a moment he couldn't tell what kind of mood he was feeling.
He suddenly withdrew his gaze and looked at the old Taoist priest standing there.
Only to discover that it was already a body.
Grandma's bones were broken, and the old man's bones were brittle and could not be broken. I probably need an operation, but my health is very poor and I don't know if I can do it. This chapter was coded in the hospital. Please forgive me for any typos.
(End of chapter)