Zhao Changhe had hinted and brought up this topic countless times before, but the blind man either ignored him or directly said that he was not qualified, which made Zhao Changhe very angry.
This was the first time she showed willingness to cooperate and clearly stated the prerequisites.
It's not that the blind man is showing off. In fact, everyone knows that "cooperation" sounds good but may not really work. Zhao Changhe is asking "what the hell do you want to do? Just tell me." As for whether they can cooperate, 80% of them can't. It is more likely that they will face a showdown and a breakup.
It is impossible for a blind person to say what he wants to do right away.
As for why the Temple of Eternal Heaven must be destroyed, Zhao Changhe didn't know. There was a possibility that it was related to the characteristics of that page of the Heavenly Book, or there was a possibility that it was related to the connection between the divine axe and the land of the elves. In short, it should all involve the ultimate mystery of the world.
He didn't ask any further.
Zhao Changhe knew that the Hu people were definitely not the final BOSS, no matter how powerful they were. In terms of individual strength, Changsheng Tianshen was only at the second level of the Yujing, the same level as Haihuang Daozun, and was suppressed by Xia Longyuan for decades. Even if he was not at his peak before, when he recovered to his peak, he would at most be at the peak of the second level, which was not at all like the level of a final BOSS.
Currently, there are only three top-level beings in the third level of the realm of control, namely Ye Di, Jiuyou and Piao Miao. As for Jian Huang, he was once thought to be in the second level, but now it seems that there is a certain probability that he is in the third level, so there are at most four of them.
Among them, Piao Miao has been reincarnated. Even when she was at her prime, she was probably one level lower than Ye Di. Assuming that the three levels are also divided into stages, Ye Di is definitely in the middle and late stages, and Piao Miao should be in the early stages. And Jiu You is at most slightly inferior to Ye Di.
According to the blind man's previous description of Jiuyou, Zhao Changhe originally felt that Jiuyou had some characteristics of the final BOSS.
Chaos, death, extinction, the whole rhythm of the world-destroying devil, and the blind man was particularly cautious about it, and he was qualified enough. However, when Changan saw it, he didn't think Jiuyou's performance reached the level of the blind man at all, it was almost not on the same level, which made Zhao Changhe's judgment waver.
It would be best if Jiuyou's recovery was slow, and she would be stronger if she could really recover to her full potential... Or maybe what Chang'an saw was just a fragment of her soul? Her real body should be in Kunlun? It's possible. Anyway, it would be best if Jiuyou is not worthy of being a BOSS, otherwise it would be a big problem...
Because if she doesn't deserve it, who else does
If no ruthless person beyond our imagination appears, then the final BOSS will definitely be you, Ye Wuming!
What exactly do you want to do
Zhao Changhe was silent for a long time, and whispered: "I never thought that I would actually hope that Jiuyou would be stronger."
The blind man looked at him intently and was silent for a long time before he said, "She is actually much stronger. Chang'an is just a clone."
"Sure enough." Zhao Changhe seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and smiled again: "You used the word 'clone' instead of 'soul', which means she has a body. Is your body dead, or is it hidden somewhere... I've read a favorite novel before, in which the protagonist helped the heroine to put together a body..."
Blind man: "Who is the heroine?"
Zhao Changhe: “…”
"What do I need my torso for? Can I give it to you?"
"… "
The blind man sneered: "The body is just a shell, but my mind is always there. Does it matter to me whether I have a body or not? Only some people think that the body is important."
"However..." Zhao Changhe pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "When I mentioned this, I was actually thinking about why you couldn't restrain Jiuyou's clone, and whether it was related to the missing body. So who was the person who thought of something?"
The blind man's eyebrows were raised.
You deliberately said that the protagonist helped the heroine to get her body together and led her to think in a wrong way, and you blame me
Without waiting for her to scold, Zhao Changhe immediately said, "The biggest variable in our Northern Expedition is Jiuyou's movements. I said before that you would restrict her, but if you can't restrict her, then everything will be in vain. Before the Daozun battle, I never thought that you would be the one to fail."
The blind man said coldly, "Because it is a clone, she can destroy, reshape, or replace it at will. In an instant, you can't tell that it is actually a different person. You think that Jiuyou in your eyes is not strong, which just proves that your vision is not good enough. You can't even see where he is strong."
"Well… "
"I won't take my anger out on an avatar. It's meaningless. If the real body faces me, the situation will be different. The fear is that even if I restrict her real body, she can just put a avatar outside and beat you to a pulp." The blind man taunted, "Besides, she has countless ancient corpses and Huang Yang and others hiding behind her. Can you handle it?"
Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "So strong, good, good. Strong is good."
Blind man: "Are you sick?"
Zhao Changhe smiled: "You know."
Whoever is stronger is like a BOSS. I would rather beat her than you.
Zhao Changhe was unwilling to say such flattering words. Besides, if he really could beat a blind man, Zhao Changhe would have done so a long time ago. How could he not want to beat you
But these words are sincere... a bit contradictory.
The blind man knew what Zhao Changhe wanted to say. He was silent for a while and gradually disappeared into thin air: "Don't underestimate the enemy, or you will regret it."
Zhao Changhe watched her disappear in the direction she disappeared, whispering to himself: "Soul division..."
He tried to separate a small part of his soul, and immediately felt a splitting pain. He stopped the experiment sweating profusely.
The step is a bit big...
Try something else? Zhao Changhe suddenly flicked his finger and a drop of blood automatically left his body. As it fell, it "danced" and turned into a small man.
If you don't split the soul and inject it, but just control it... just like Hong Ling controlling the sword energy to bury it in various places, that is not splitting the soul.
Zhao Changhe snapped his fingers again, and the bloody man swooped into the sky.
The yellow sand was endless, and the snow was flying for thousands of miles. Yuan Sanniang stood by the ice pool with her hands behind her back, watching the icy air rising from the pool, and lowered her head to ponder.
She was the first one to break the defense around Zhao Changhe. Just like her reputation in the martial arts world, she is low-key and has no outstanding achievements, but she is the strongest and uniquely endowed - the "godhood" of the Sea Emperor, the faith of millions of sea dwellers, and the faith of the Four Symbols Sect. If Xia Chichi cannot directly call on the dragon energy of mountains and rivers, no one in the world can match Sanniang in terms of the speed of cultivation by borrowing the power of faith, not even Zhao Changhe can compare with her at this moment.
But practice is practice, and understanding is understanding. If she wants to break through the second level of the control realm, she still lacks a little trick.
Sanniang stretched out her finger and flicked the frozen lake surface, which instantly turned into sparkling water without even a gradual change process, like a miracle. In the distance, many herdsmen of the Batu tribe bowed their heads and worshiped, as if they were the gods.
The tribe’s water shortage was solved instantly, it must have been God’s doing.
Batu was saying to someone, "See? That's my godmother."
But Sanniang, who was worshipped as a deity, shook her head slightly, somewhat dissatisfied.
She had not studied the interchange of ice and water in depth before, and once thought that this was the key to her breaking through the defense. However, it turned out to be irrelevant. Although the hardness of the black ice was of great significance to her defense, this kind of interchange that even mortals could recognize could not lead to the threshold of breaking through the defense, and it was even more irrelevant to her current advancement into the second level.
If there is anything related to the double... The hardness of ice, the softness of water, the fortitude of the black tortoise, the ever-changing black snake. The tortoise and the snake are intertwined, and the yin and yang rotate.
It is normal to have five of the Four Symbols... Should we consider the division of the soul, and whether it is the path to the Threefold Path if we divide and then return to one
Just as she was thinking this, a bloody little man suddenly fell in front of her and grinned at her.
What kind of evil demon dares to bully me? Sanniang instinctively slapped the bloody man away.
"Fuck..." Under the sky, Zhao Changhe covered his face: "Stupid turtle..."
This is not a split soul, but is controlled by his own soul. The feeling of a slap in the face is exactly the same as being slapped on his own face.
But how should I put it… After all, it is not the pure wandering of the soul as before, but the soul in the object, which is close to separating a part of the soul into the object, and can do its own things. At least it can be considered as multitasking, which is a bit more advanced. I have found a little bit of the feeling of being omnipresent in everything, and it has a bit of taste.
This is also the water man control of the Sea King. To be frank, controlling sword slaves with sword energy and controlling corpse puppets with the power of life and death should be similar routines, just different methods, but the essence is similar. In other words, if you continue to train in this direction, you can at least reach the level of the Sea King. It seems that there is no need to split the body and soul. The meaning of multi-core processors is not to split the processors...
So it is not a question of quantity, it is still a question of quality. When it reaches a certain level, it is no longer called a Yin God. Can it be called a Yang God
The approach is right.
Sanniang was looking at her own slap and doubting her life: "Is this an illusion? I think I hit the little man, the feeling of his stinky face..."
"He seems to be studying soul division... Is he using the method of soul-controlling objects as a starting point?"
"Then it seems that I can try this more easily than him... Did the little man come here to remind me on purpose?"
Sanniang waved her jade hand, and a whirlpool suddenly appeared in the lake. A fat water man emerged and bowed his head: "My Lord..."
Sanniang pointed at Batu in the distance and said, "Beat him."
The water man rolled up his sleeves and ran over, knocked Batu over and beat him up: "I told you to call me mother, but can anyone be the Son of God?"
Batu held his head and screamed: "Batu only recognizes one godmother!" Sanniang blinked her eyes and snapped her fingers. The chubby water man floated back again.
Sanniang picked up a straw tube, inserted it into the water man, and slurped the water: "Interesting... It seems that we can try more... I am one step further than the little man in that the water man I summoned in the name of the Sea King has a certain degree of self-awareness, and death does not affect me much. This seems to be a creation to a certain extent..."
All the tribesmen bowed more devoutly: "Our God..."
Sanniang looked up at the sky with her hands behind her back, seemingly proud and dignified, but in fact her eyes were smiling like crescents: "Call me quickly, I can't sleep well in a place like this, it's so annoying."
Zhao Changhe was also laughing: "Just wait, it will be here soon."
He looked westward, towards Kunlun Yuxu Peak and the town at the foot of the mountain where the battle had taken place.
Li Shentong was supporting Yuxu and they had just arrived here.
They didn't necessarily need to go back to Kunlun, and it would be best to find a random place in the countryside to recuperate, but Yuxu thought that was not possible. There were too many evil people in this area, and what would happen after the Chaos Book reported that he had "temporarily lost his power"
No need to guess.
Some of the villains have already fled to various regions of Shenzhou, no longer under anyone's control. Some have been subdued by Jiuyou or Boxun and become their thugs.
Another part occupied Yuxu Peak, searching for the possible "treasure where the Daoist Master once resided".
This thing must exist. The ancient demon god was able to survive and revive, basically because of the protection of the treasure. This thing is either on Yuxu or kept in Yuxu Palace.
When Yuxu appeared in the town, he was not met with the awe and welcome of his former master. Strange colors could be seen flashing in almost everyone's eyes, and as they bowed their heads in greeting, all they saw was malice and hideousness.
"The real master is back?" The bloody demon hand Yan Que, who had chased Wang Daozhong to the point where he had no way up to heaven or down to earth, smiled and received the two of them at Chen Yi's hotel: "I didn't expect to see the face of Sect Master Li again. How lucky I am."
Li Shentong smiled but said nothing.
Yan Que poured wine for the two of them and raised his bowl to toast them: "I wonder if your injury still affects your ability to drink? If you can't drink, forget it. I'll toast to Sect Master Li."
Although these words may seem casual, they are actually a hidden test to see how badly Yuxu is injured. If Yuxu, who is famous for his homemade wine, doesn't dare to drink, then you'd better pray that Li Shentong will stay with you for the rest of your life.
The two old friends could see through this little trick, and in fact, they could see deeper things, but they didn't care at all. They raised their bowls and drank it all up: "Just in time to come back from Chang'an, my mouth is full of indifference along the way."
Yan Que watched the two of them drinking, and the light in his eyes became more and more weird.
However, Li Shentong wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "Brother Yan's Netherworld Water Poison is quite interesting... It seems that not only did Brother Yan underestimate me, but Jiuyou didn't take me seriously either."
Yan Que's smile disappeared in an instant.
"If I have trained my body so far but have not yet trained my internal organs and my soul, how can I control myself? Brother Yan is in the underworld, why not tell Miss Jiuyou?"
"Boom!" Thunder and wind suddenly rose in the quiet hotel, and a giant iron hand was pressing on Yan Que's chest.
Blood appeared on Yan Que's hand, and his famous Blood Demon Hand met his opponent's palm with all his might.
With a "crack", the entire arm was crushed into meat paste. A faint Netherworld aura floated on Yan Que's body, which blocked it for a moment. Fortunately, he was not killed directly. The whole person was thrown backwards like a kite with a broken string.
Jiuyou's shadow appeared in front of Li Shentong, as if trying to stop him. Li Shentong glared at him, and the muscles in his arms instantly became as hard as steel.
On Yan Que's flying path, a little bloody man suddenly appeared, waving his little fist to try to stop him. Yan Que could actually feel a frightening threat from this little thing, and reluctantly waved his left palm: "Go away!"
The bloody man suddenly turned into a face that Yan Que was very familiar with, Wang Daozhong, and pushed forward with one hand: "Pai Tian Zhen Hai!"
"boom!"
The small hand, which was not much bigger than a pin, came crashing down, and the surrounding air surged, and the sky was filled with blood.
This time it was Li Shentong's turn to stop Jiuyou with a smile: "If the girl wants to find King Zhao to throw himself into his arms, then you should go to the capital. This place is Kunlun Yuxu Peak."
With just this one obstruction, Yan Que was blown into a meat paste by the little bloody man with Wang Daozhong's face, completing the cause and effect.
Jiuyou stared at the little bloody man coldly. The little bloody man returned to his appearance as Zhao Changhe and waved at her: "Hi, Miss Li is here too? Want a date?"
Jiuyou's face turned green. Unable to determine whether Ye Wuming was here, she still didn't want to take action. She left a sentence and disappeared: "Being Ye Wuming's dog, you will regret it one day."
Zhao Changhe didn't bother to pay attention to her, and waved to Yuxu and Li Shentong with a smile: "Sect Master Li, this is how we will communicate from now on."
Li Shentong's cheeks twitched: "Yes."
Yuxu asked, "Does King Zhao have any interest in the Tai Chi diagram?"
The little bloody man waved his hand and said, "You need it for your recovery, why should I use it? I might ask you to borrow it in the future. Okay, this is it for now. The owner of this restaurant is my friend. There are also some Four Symbols followers lurking around. If you want to settle accounts, sort them out and give me some face."
The little blood man disappeared after he finished speaking. Li Shentong and Yuxu looked at each other. Although they looked calm, they were actually a little frightened in their hearts.
Jiuyou Zhao Changhe's omnipresence now made them all a little terrified, as if time and space had lost any meaning, and they might lose their heads at any time even in their dreams.
The world has changed to this level, and the old-timers on the Heavenly Rankings can no longer keep up. I don’t know how Zhao Changhe, who is only at the first level of the Imperial Realm, managed to do it…
Li Shentong didn't say anything. He looked around and a murderous look appeared on his face.
"On the second day of the first lunar month, Yuxu and Li Shentong arrived at Kunlun. The bloody demon Yan Que tried to destroy their bodies with the Netherworld Poison, but they were unharmed as if they had drunk water. After the conspiracy was uncovered, Li Shentong severely injured Yan Que with one palm strike, but was stopped by the Nine Netherworld Gods. Zhao Changhe traveled thousands of miles and killed Yan Que with his palm strike."
"The Earth Ranking has fallen, and the ranking has changed..."
"After the Jiuyou Changhe left, Li Shentong massacred the evil people in Kunlun Valley. Except for some related people, no one was left alive. In this battle, nearly 10,000 people were slaughtered, and Kunlun was filled with blood."
The whole world was scratching their heads as they watched this sudden report of chaos.
Why can’t I understand the current battle report
Are the gods descending from thousands of miles away? Is this still the way of a warrior? Can you sit at another table? The chaotic world list we are looking at is not like this.
At the bottom of the Imperial Temple, Zhao Changhe took a breath in pain: "Damn it, Kunlun is too urbanized, isn't it? Old Li is really like a Great Western King."
Yue Hongling entered into a state of meditation and did not reply.
The blind man replied: "Those who would be in the Valley of Evil were all evil people. Li Shentong had no psychological barriers to killing them. Besides, many of them had already escaped. There were more than 10,000 people in that town at that time."
Zhao Changhe nodded: "At that time, there were several gangs in the east of the city... Suddenly I felt that Yuxu had done a lot of good deeds. Now these people are scattered all over Shenzhou, which is troublesome."
The blind man said, "Just scatter. Do you think you are the only ones in the world who are chivalrous? Many swordsmen have risen in the martial arts world today. The real trouble is the part that Jiuyou has recruited... Her power is growing stronger and stronger."
Zhao Changhe smiled without saying anything, and said, "Blind."
"Um?"
"Peeking into the world, omnipresent, I finally sensed a part of your realm, it's really amazing."
"Tell me, what do you want to say when you suddenly lick me?"
"Someone once raised a prince, and he ended up being her favorite husband. Now someone is raising a surrogate, and he ends up becoming more and more like her. Doesn't that feel a bit strange?"
The blind man opened his cherry lips and said the same word: "Get lost."
Neither of them noticed, as both were already very used to this kind of teasing... or rather, they were used to the state of "he wants me, I know, but I still play along with him", and it became more and more natural.
(End of this chapter)