Time flies, and the years are like that shuttle.

The more urgent it is, the more casual it is, Qin Yang traveled the world while practicing what he had learned, especially what he learned from Nan Ke Yimeng, and everything that followed was based on these abilities.

By the time there were still three years left, Qin Yang had almost finished practicing, and news from the outside world began to get more.

Emperor Ying is very busy, and he has been very busy recently, and the confrontation with foreign races has reached a white-hot stage.

The top powerhouse of the human race was no longer able to stand alone, and was forced to get involved in this battle, and naturally, a large-scale fall began.

The painter sealed one hundred and eighty demon gods into the painting and died with them.

The musician burns his soul and performs the lamentation trick, and plays the song of heaven and earth and tragedy, which hovers in the north, and turns it into a dead zone for three months.

One after another, the strong fell one after another, and in the west, there was also a force called Xiluo Baosha, which rose rapidly, and its first seat was revered as the Buddha, whether it was a mortal or a monk, but all living beings, began to put themselves under its command.

This kind of brainwashing ability, Qin Yang is very envious.

You don't even have to think about it to know that this kind of sudden rise of the great monk must be the Blood Lama, this thing is really like what the black shadow said, and it will recover very quickly in the sea of thoughts.

Qin Yang was happy to see it, and hoped that the Blood Lama could have a happy life, and it was best to attract the attention of Emperor Ying as soon as possible.

Even because the Blood Lama was powerful enough, Qin Yang asked him one thing when Nan Ke Yimeng came out again, and asked him to push the Blood Lama.

After that, while traveling, I looked for an opportunity to see when I could come into contact with the wedding dress without knowing it, and ask them about their current situation.

......

The Blood Lama sat on the top floor of the nine-story golden pagoda, his eyes drooping slightly, and his face was bitter, and he couldn't see much happiness at all.

Rays of faint golden light around him kept pouring into the Blood Lama's body, making his strength rise rapidly at a speed far beyond normal cultivation.

But he held a roll of animal skins in his hand, and the bitterness on his face became three points thicker.

"I originally thought that the painter was just a descendant of Wu Daozi, but I didn't expect it to be Wu Daozi himself, since this is the case, the seat has been asleep for a long time, so why is there no trace of the four saints of the epic of Shucha?

"It's not right, it's wrong, it's so wrong, I shouldn't have recovered so fast, so fast that it's frightening......"

The more the Blood Lama thought about it, the more wrong it became, in the past two years, he has risen fast enough, and there are more and more channels to get news, but the more this is the case, the more confused he becomes.

This world is completely different from what he expected, this is not the chaotic time at the end of the era, it is more like a part of the world that has been stripped out, some people who have heard of it, and even familiar people are still there, but some are gone.

There have never been Buddhist monks here, which is the biggest flaw.

After thinking about it for a long time, after constantly speculating, he realized that there was a problem with his reincarnation, and the last ray of life left behind must have turned into a blood lama.

If he was here before, there is no reason why it took so long to start recovering, that is, someone brought him here.

"Who brought me here before?"

He was full of doubts, but he didn't have any memories of reviving before, in order to leave this line of life, he made special means, for fear that a new consciousness would be born to replace him, but now he has become a cocoon.

He felt that something was wrong with the world, but he couldn't see why.

His recovery in this world is equivalent to being born in this world, because here, flowers, birds, fish and insects, mountains, rocks, plants and trees all have opportunities, and he is not a special guy at all.

It's hard to see through the game.

In this world, I don't know how many times it has been reincarnated before the special freak of Nan Ke Yimeng came out.

The more something feels wrong, the more time you have to step up to recover, and in the same way, if you want to speed up the recovery, you have to keep expanding your power, and so on.

Today, the Divine Court has begun to notice him and is ready to recruit him.

He had no choice but to drag it for the time being.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

There was a knock on the door, and there were converted monks, bowing with reverent faces.

"Buddha, the person you are looking for has already found one who is still alive. ”

"Bring it in. The Blood Lama reined in his thoughts and replied in a deep voice.

Soon, an old man with gray hair was brought up.

The old man was neither humble nor arrogant, and waved his hands and saluted.

"I've seen the Buddha, but I don't know what the Buddha wants to ask?"

The Blood Lama stared at the old man in front of him, looked into the eyes of the other party, and after a long time, he slowly asked.

"Don't you know me?"

The Buddha said with a smile, the old man only saw the Buddha for the first time today. ”

"It may be that this seat is mistaken, please come here to ask, your Excellency is willing to enter my treasure temple to practice?"

"Thank you Buddha for your love, the old man has become accustomed to this red dust, and there are many troubles, and if you can live a few more years, it will be a few years, and you have long lost your ambition. The old man smiled and replied casually.

The Blood Lama looked stunned, and replied a little dejectedly.

"Then it's not reluctant......"

After a long time, everyone was gone, and the Blood Lama came back to his senses.

This reply is basically exactly the same as back then, confirming the person he is looking for, but this person doesn't know himself at all.

"Something is wrong, this world is wrong, it's not an illusion, but it's not right, has someone erased all the marks of Buddhism, or is this world itself not the real world?"

Thinking of the huge shortcomings that he had here, and the fact that he was missing a lot of things, the Blood Lama nodded again.

"It's not the real world. ”

The Blood Lama slowly opened his eyes and muttered again in a firmer tone.

"It's not the real world. ”

The moment he said this, he noticed a hint of strangeness, but the surroundings remained unchanged.

The knock on the door rang again.

This time, the visitor didn't wait for him to speak, and walked in on his own.

"You're right, it's the real world, but it's a world with shackles. ”

With his eyes closed, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had opened his eyes, he looked the Blood Lama up and down, admiring in his heart.

For the resurrected creatures here, he has only one path to choose.

Where did Qin Yang find such a strange guy.

The blood lama appeared with golden light around his body, folded his hands, and chanted the Buddha's name loudly.

But those golden lights passed through Nan Ke Yimeng's body, and there was no trace of it at all.

"Don't bother thinking too much, your method is useless to me, if I try to kill you, you are already dead. ”

The Blood Lama retracted the golden light, looked at Nan Ke Yimeng with a vigilant face, looked around again, stretched out his hand, and the pagoda turned into nothingness, but there was nothingness outside, nothing.

Nan Ke stretched out his hand in a dream, and everything returned to its original form.

"Nan Ke is a dream!" The solemnity in the eyes of the Blood Lama increased by three points.

"Yes, it's me, I'll only tell you once, if you want to live, you can only fight with Emperor Ying, three years, after three years, if you can't defeat Emperor Ying, you'll be finished, everything will start again, you won't remember this, you and him, only one can control the world, and only one can survive." ”

"What the hell is this place?"

"I don't know, but I do know that in three years, everything will go back to more than 10,000 years ago, and the cycle will go on and on, and it will never end. ”

"Why did you tell me?"

"Except for Emperor Ying, it doesn't matter to me who it is, although you are quite annoying, but people like you, I have seen enough in countless lives, you will seize every opportunity and do whatever it takes. ”

"You want to take advantage of me?"

"Yes, I just want to take advantage of you, because you can recover fast enough here, three years, as long as there are enough conditions, it is definitely enough for you to recover to your peak, and you have the strength to compete with Emperor Ying. ”

"You have that kind of strength, too. ”

"No, you're wrong, I don't, I'm a creature incarnated by the thoughts of the gods, and you, like Emperor Ying, are outsiders, not the thoughts of the gods, you have a chance, and I don't have this opportunity, I've lived enough, I've had enough of eternal reincarnation, the pain of never stopping, I told you this, whether to do it or not, it's all up to you, you only have this one chance. ”

After Nan Ke said this, he was about to turn around and leave.

And the Blood Lama's face changed, weighing the truth of these things, and suddenly, he thought of one thing.

"Besides Emperor Ying, who else is an outsider?"

Nan Ke paused in his footsteps, smiled vaguely, and recalled what Qin Yang had said.

"If he asks, just tell me the truth. ”

Nan Ke turned around with a smile on his face.

"A courtier of Emperor Ying, a sister of Emperor Ying, and two female cultivators who can be ignored, and the last one, a very interesting young man, you were brought in by him, and you have been pestering him, but you left by yourself.

They have all erased part of their memories and will never be able to leave here again, except for Emperor Ying, only you have a chance.

Oh yes, you'd better keep your thoughts and memories together, or else what I'm telling you might be known to others.

That's all I have to say, farewell. ”

The dream dissipated silently, and it became a real pagoda again, the blood lama had a calm face, how did Nan Ke come from a dream, how did he go, he didn't even have the slightest resistance.

Thinking back to what Nan Ke said in a dream, the Blood Lama knew in his heart that there was a good chance that these were true, and even he had already understood what kind of place this was.

But every sentence is the truth, but it makes him even less chosen.

He understood that this was being used, but there was nothing he could do, if he wanted to live, he had to do this.

The creatures in the sea of thoughts do not have such qualifications.

His consciousness is foreign and qualified, but he is revived here, so there is no door.

The last glimmer of vitality is to compete with Emperor Ying.

Fight for the only place to control the whole world, get out of here, and get a great opportunity.

But the Blood Lama didn't think about Qin Yang at all.

What he thought of was naturally the instinct before the recovery, which made him pester a young man, and after arriving here, he realized that there were more and stronger forces here that could revive him, so he abandoned the young man and left on his own.

Recognizing the nature of the world, the Blood Lama was completely ruthless.

Begin to speed up the recovery process by any means and at all costs.

......

In just one month, Qin Yang got the news that the power established by the Blood Lama was expanding like a plague, and it was forcibly crossed by unscrupulous means and at any cost.

So much so that now it is on the bar with the Divine Court.

The Divine Court sent Li Taixuan, and the Blood Lama was injured by Li Taixuan, but just a few days later, he reversed, and I don't know what means he used, and injured Li Taixuan.

has a name, the divine court is tyrannical, and he wants to cross the common people.

It's kind of a frontal turn.

And here, the Divine Court also had to devote a part of its strength to fight the Blood Lama when the diplomatic war was in full swing.

The person in charge happens to be the only idle wedding dress in the divine court.

After Qin Yang learned these news, he walked with cheerful steps to the place where the two sides were fighting.

If you want to use the strength of others, you must naturally be sincere, every sentence is true, and there is no lie at all.

Qin Yang told Nan Ke Yimeng the truth, Nan Ke Yimeng went to push the blood lama here, and what he said was naturally all the truth.

He has no door, it's true, and his last slim chance is to fight with Emperor Ying, which is also true.

Of course, he can do nothing, wait for the tide to roll, forget everything, and completely turn into a creature here.

It's a pity that there is a precedent that Nan Ke Yimeng wants to die completely, he only needs to think about it, I'm afraid that he would rather die than endure the pain of never being able to live forever.

Halfway through the march, Qin Yang's footsteps were forced to stop.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy carrying a small coffin taller than him stopped in front of Qin Yang.

Qin Yang looked around left and right, this place was just a wilderness, it was still in mid-air, and there was no road, but he still got out of the way.

He still has a lot of respect for the dead, and when he encounters the dead who are mourning or returning home, he doesn't go back to collide.

And Qin Yang got out of the way, but the child continued to stop in front of Qin Yang.

Qin Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the young man.

The boy had two pigtails on his head, and the bright smile on his face looked strange as if it was frozen there.

Qin Yang turned around, and the figure of the young man stopped in front of him in an instant, and the smile on his face was still bright.

After a few times, Qin Yang was angry.

At this moment, the figure of the young man suddenly appeared in front of him, and the killing machine seemed to be a landslide, gushing in, and Qin Yang blasted out with a punch without thinking about it.

"Poof......

The young man's body was blasted violently, leaving only the coffin to fall to the ground.

Qin Yang was stunned, what is the situation?

Falling to the ground, looking at the small coffin, which was less than a person tall, and opening it, there was a doll that looked like a teenager inside, and there was a stiff bright smile on its face.

Qin Yang looked left and right, no matter how he looked at it, this was indeed a puppet, the workmanship was very exquisite, but the joints of the body could still see obvious traces, and it was not a real person at all.

After a deep groan, Qin Yang slowly stretched out his hand, grabbed one of the puppet's arms, and put it back on his chest.

The skill doesn't respond.

Qin Yang silently buckled the lid of the coffin, dug a pit in place, and buried the coffin in it.

Then he took out some materials, imposed layers of prohibitions, and then set up a formation to ban them.

After doing all this, Qin Yang stood there quietly and watched.

After a few breaths, I saw that the formation was activated, and layers of spiritual light collapsed.

A pair of metal-forged puppet hands stretched out from the cracks, forcibly tearing apart the prohibition and formation, and let the spiritual light bombard the body, but they were still unharmed.

After the puppet came out, it opened its mouth and spit out, and a wooden ball flew out, catching the wind, and instantly turned into a wooden cover, covering Qin Yang and him inside.

"You're so strange, why do you bury a puppet when you kill someone?"

The puppet speaks like a teenager's voice.

"Puppeteer, or rather, you like others to call you a puppeteer, you come to me here, and you can still find me and play this game with me, well, it can only be Nan Ke Yimeng told you. ”

"It seems that the dream master is right, you guy, you are very smart, and you can't deceive you with little tricks. The puppet clicked its mouth and smiled.

Qin Yang frowned slightly, what kind of trick is this Nan Ke dreaming?

"Don't think about it, I'll tell you, the dream master can't go, and I can, it's not only the dream master who understands the truth, he killed me once in a dream before, that time I abandoned my body, transformed my soul, turned into a puppet, and then I woke up unexpectedly, and then all the important things, I hid in the puppet, I can already be regarded as a magic weapon, so every time I wake up, sooner or later.

This time, I knew what the dream master wanted to do, and I told him that if he didn't help me, I would make trouble like the last time, so that he couldn't die if he wanted to, unless he was willing to be devoured by Emperor Ying, if you helped me, I would also help you.

If you don't agree, I'll stop you until three years later. ”

Qin Yang squinted his eyes, looked the puppeteer up and down, hugged his arms, and sat directly on the ground with a smile on his face.

"I've always been kind-hearted, the most helpful, but what's the point, I'm a strange temper, never threatened by others, mighty and unyielding, if you want to kill or chop, whatever you want, even if you don't kill me, if you have to trap me, then we will consume, it's a big deal I'll turn into a creature in this world, anyway, I won't remember these next time, life has always been rare and confused, and it's good. ”

After saying this, Qin Yang sat on the ground, his eyes closed, and he practiced by himself, and in an instant, he entered the realm of forgetting both things and me.

The puppeteer was a little surprised, scratched his head, and sparks flew around.

"The Dream Master lied to me again?"

Muttering to himself, the puppeteer looked at Qin Yang and suddenly slapped Qin Yang's head.

The slap stayed in front of Qin Yang's head, but Qin Yang's eyes were still closed, and he didn't react at all, as if he had fallen into the depths of cultivation and couldn't extricate himself.

Seeing this scene, the puppeteer suddenly realized.

"Yes, the dream master is the worst, he has killed me seven times, he has deceived me I don't know how many times, this time he must have lied to me again, the outsiders who came in this time are very strong, but this guy is the weakest, he has been erased by Emperor Ying, how can there be a door......

It's not right, he must have a door, maybe it's a dream master, who specially deceived me and asked me to come the other way around, Emperor Ying is too strong, he will destroy here, the remaining outsiders are too strong, and they are Emperor Ying's people, this person who is not afraid of death, is my last chance. ”

The puppeteer sat there, talking to himself.

And Qin Yang's consciousness sank into the eyes of the sea, transformed into a figure, and lay on his side in the void with his head propped up, having a sleeping meeting with the black shadow and the ugly chicken.

"Qin Youde is full of bad intentions, I bet, this guy will be fooled by Qin Youde and can't find the north!"

"Hmph, you're still an ancient person, why are you so naïve, you deserve to only let go of your mouth cannon now!" The ugly chicken hugged his wings, stinked his face, and retorted disdainfully, and then seemed to recall some bad memories, rolled his eyes, and glanced at the black shadow.

"Black Shadow, do you want to make a bet? Just bet on whether this guy will be fooled by Qin Youde to admit the master, if you lose, the next time Qin Youde throws something in without virtue, you will swallow it all!"

"Silly bird, you and I are as stupid as you, don't fight!"

"Cut, eggless seed!"

"Hehe, say you're a stupid bird, you still don't admit it, I'm long gone, don't you know?"

Qin Yang listened happily to these two fools, and he didn't worry about being killed at all.

Anyway, this puppeteer, if he really wants to kill himself, it's not too difficult.

It's better to maintain the same integrity, I, Qin Youde, have always been a mighty and unyielding good man.

After a day, Qin Yang slowly opened his eyes.

The puppeteer was still muttering to the other person, not knowing what to say.

Feeling that Qin Yang was awake, the puppeteer instantly appeared in front of Qin Yang.

"I won't threaten you, I won't kill you, let's cooperate, okay?"

"I'll ask you a question first. ”

"You say. The puppeteer sat there, with a posture of knowing everything and saying everything.

"There are several outsiders, what are you looking for me?"

"You've got a door. ”

"How do you know I have?

"And because you're the weakest. ”

"......" Qin Yang was silent for a moment, and he didn't want to talk to him for a moment.

If this thing is killed, it must be because of this mouth!

"If you want to cooperate, you can, but how do I know, after the matter is completed, will you bite me back, I am very insecure, since you said that you are a magic weapon, then recognize the master, no problem, right? At least let me be sure that you will not bite me back. ”

"That's it?" the puppeteer scratched his head, sparks flying, and he almost laughed in his heart.

The treasure is strong but the lord is weak, he can't refine it at all, what's the use of recognizing the lord, if you want to rebel, you can easily erase the mark left behind.

"You didn't say it earlier, it's so simple, don't worry, I still have to rely on you, come on." ”

The puppeteer smiled and took the initiative to give up resistance, waiting for Qin Yang to refine.

"Have you thought about it? The twisted melon is not sweet, if you are not sincere, what is the use of me refining you?"

"Don't worry, I'm not the same as the Dream Master, I don't lie. ”

"Have you really thought about it? Let me tell you, I have a special method, the refining speed is very fast, and I can even refine magic weapons that are stronger than me. ”

"Why are you so verbose?

"Hey, I've told you everything, don't blame me for not saying it in advance!" Qin Yang sighed, and reluctantly stretched out a hand and put it on the puppeteer's shoulder.

Sensing that the skill could be activated, Qin Yang immediately urged the skill.

A streamer of light swept through the inside and outside of the puppet in an instant, and with an irresistible terrifying speed, the refining was completed in the blink of an eye.

"Alright. ”

The puppeteer stood there in a daze, stiffened for a long time, and said astringently.

"Sure enough, it ...... quickly"