"Your eyes will deceive you, your ears will deceive you. ”

"So...... Don't believe what you see, and don't believe what you hear. ”

"Because of this...... It's all I let you see and hear. ”

......

......

The puppeteer is the most inconspicuous of the lower nine streams of practice.

The lower nine streams, except for the righteous and bright cultivation systems such as Yuan Qi Buddhism, the rest are basically called the lower nine streams.

But this is not a derogatory term.

The north and south of the Qijiang River, the two great teachers, are the best among the "lower nine streams".

In the dispute between Qi and Liang in the Northern Wei Dynasty, half of the chips were bet in the hands of the two national teachers who were in charge of the "lower ninth-rate" Niu Er.

The technique of controlling the strings of the puppet is very different from the occult arts.

The occult duel, the momentum is huge, the trick is moving forward, one step and ten kills, the heavens and the earth and the stars, the sun and the moon are discolored. A person who cultivates occult arts, even if the deity looks thin and weak, if he cultivates to an extremely high level, he can compare with a powerful cultivator who has crossed the "certain threshold" by relying only on himself.

Within the Buddha's remains, Xuan Shangyu himself relied on the soul power of the Ten Realms to perform mystical arts, and he was inseparable from the sword master's "ghost sorrow", almost collapsing the entire small world.

Practitioners of the art of controlling strings have relied purely on external forces.

Hou Qing, who controlled an entire demon island back then, formed an entire army of the Grandmaster Realm under his command, what a terrifying external force this is? The unspeakable realm cultivators who have cultivated to Hou Qing's step have enough mental strength to be able to defeat the Buddhist Sect and Dao Sect by themselves with the skill of controlling the strings alone.

Puppeteer, also known as string master.

A puppeteer who practices string art is actually equivalent to stepping into the magic path with half a foot.

Because...... The quickest and easiest way to strengthen one's body is to control another puppeteer.

Let the other party willingly sacrifice his life for himself, and eventually become a puppet, and walk under his own control all his life.

This point is not much different from the Devouring Assimilation Method of the Ancient Demon Dao.

Therefore, the duel of the puppeteers is not too fancy, and it is destined not to have a big scene of the sky falling apart.

It's going to be a thrilling, but bloodless fight.

Hou Qing looked at the stone tablet in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he slowly recovered his expressionlessness.

This unspeakable realm of the Demon Dao Patriarch stood quietly in place, in this small space of the immortal monument, sensing that under the dome, the invisible silk thread slowly drooped, closing and swaying beside him.

Silk strings.

The sword shape on the stele slowly condensed, and it was an extremely slow process.

That sword was truly a heart-palpitating sword.

Only the hilt of a sword was exposed, and the blade was half a foot long.

Hou Qing was thinking calmly in his heart, if this sword was successfully pulled out, the sword body would be like water, the whole body would be clear, and it would be made of pure cause and effect.

In today's world...... Who can resist this sword?

The thought of this makes my heart palpitate.

A short moment later.

Demon Dao Ancestor was thinking about the second question.

Why did the man behind him dare to be so bold?

He let the strings that hung from the dome slowly flicker, and moved closer to him, with a slight tendency to entangle himself.

Don't move, don't dodge, don't dodge.

He knew that Zhong Er was very bold.

But I didn't think that Zhong Er's courage was so big.

Hou Qing doesn't know how many years have passed since he created the technique of controlling strings to this declining era.

A real vicissitudes of life.

Needless to say, it's been a long, long time.

The technique of controlling the strings that has been circulating for a long time is no longer the Demon Dao Sect, even if it is still among the lower nine ranks, it can at least be among the ranks of the methods that can be practiced openly.

A mountain has the ancestor of the mountain, the control of this mountain, he is the ancestor of the mountain, is it because it has been too long, the descendants have forgotten themselves?

This human boy who looked so thin actually wanted to refine himself, the ancestor of the Demon Dao who really created the method of controlling strings, together?

Intrigue and trick yourself into drawing your sword, from the beginning to the present, every step of Zhong Er is full of one word.

Covet.

This person is extremely bold, greedy to the extreme, and reckless to the extreme.

Hou Qing only thought it was funny.

Unmoved, he watched the sword shape in front of him slowly solidify, and finally the hilt of the sword was handed to him.

Zhong Er's lazy voice came from behind him: "You hold the hilt of the sword, I put the string on the sword, and then I can pull out this sword." ”

Hou Qing smiled and held the hilt of the sword.

Thousands of silk strings above the dome fell on the sword, wisps of wisps, the sword qi burst out on its own, strangled endlessly, and after a while, countless invisible strings wrapped the sword body, layer by layer.

Zhong Er shouted softly, "Draw your sword." ”

Hou Qing did not move.

Zhong Er narrowed his eyes and saw that this Demon Dao Ancestor Master chuckled lightly and slowly let go of the hand holding the hilt of the sword.

Hou Qing turned around and took a big step away from the sword shape.

He had no expression on his face, his eyes were indifferent, he pointed to the illusory sword, and his tone was calm: "I can't trust you, you have to show a little sincerity." ”

Zhong Er did not speak.

Hou Qing knew that the young man behind him was bold, not afraid of heaven and earth, and dared to play scheming and calculating, and in the end, there was no reason to lose himself.

Hou Qing knows...... Zhong Er will not put himself in danger.

I spent a lot of effort to speculate and deduce, and the result was very simple.

Zhong Er wants to live.

So it was only natural for him to make a request.

"You hold the sword. ”

Hou Qing's face was calm, looking at Zhong Er, and he looked at the young man with a face like porcelain and a bright smile.

He just needs to grasp this point and hold Zhong Er tightly.

Tie yourself up.

If Zhong Er can live, he can live.

So whether it was drawing the sword or going to the back of the string, the risk that should have been borne by him alone became borne by two people.

Hou Qing's face was indifferent, waiting for Zhong Er's reply.

The smiling young man did not hesitate at all, and directly responded with a hello, maintaining a levitating posture, and slowly floated in front of the hilt of the sword, and was about to reach out to hold the hilt.

A hand stopped in front of his.

The body of the second master of the Zhong family was originally a virtual body, but fortunately, this sword is also a virtual body, and he only needs to maintain a virtual holding posture, but with one more hand to block it, Zhong Er took advantage of the situation to retract his hand and looked at Houqing with a smile.

This scheming Demon Dao Ancestor was as scheming as the sea, his face was as usual at the moment, and his eyebrows were slightly lowered.

He said softly: "I didn't think that there would be descendants like you in the control of the strings. ”

The second master of the Zhong family was slightly stunned.

"In ancient times, there were almost no inheritances left by the Demon Dao giants. It's too hard to find an amazing junior. ”

Hou Qing frowned slightly.

He thought about it carefully, and when Zhong Er met him, every sentence and scene from now to this day was re-re-passed, and after confirming that it was correct, he said cautiously: "You are a very good one." ”

Hou Qing thought for a while and said two words: "Genius." ”

The second master of the Zhong family narrowed his eyes.

"The unfolding of string art, without seeing blood, without hurting people, if you want people to fall into your trap quietly, you must disguise your intentions at the beginning. ”

Hou Qing closed his eyes slightly.

"Misleading. ”

"Constant misdirection. ”

"It makes people suspicious, and then they keep doubting, and finally they lose the ability to judge, make a wrong step, make a wrong step, and finally lose everything. ”

Hou Qing's tone was steady and indifferent, his speech was slow, and his words were extremely clear.

Zhong Er's face was a little stiff, and his eyes were slightly evasive.

All this was seen by Hou Qing.

The corners of this Demon Dao Patriarch's lips rose slightly, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Zhong Er tried his best, how long did he wait here?

How long has the game been set for his arrival?

Such a bureau has been carefully prepared, many packages, unpacked layer by layer, and finally the real intention.

Hou Qing said softly: "Do you want to ...... Let me draw my sword?"

This is an interrogative sentence.

Zhong Er was a little stunned.

Hou Qing pointed to the sword.

A bureau must have a core.

This sword is the core.

"You're too young. ”

Hou Qing said calmly: "If you lived a few more years, you would not be so anxious to agree to my request to hold the sword." ”

Zhong Er pursed his lips.

He realized what kind of "mistake" he had just made.

"You don't want me to draw my sword. ”

Hou Qing said softly: "You want to draw your sword yourself." ”

The second master of the Zhong family's breathing was a little dignified.

Hou Qing smiled and said: "You want me to take the initiative to give up the opportunity to draw the sword, so that it will be logical, so that I can draw the sword in this way." ”

He looked down at the sword.

Such a sword looks like an extremely dangerous sword.

With the manipulation of string control, a sword that can barely be pulled up.

Zhong Er couldn't pull out this sword alone.

He needs to rely on his own strength.

But if this sword is pulled out, there is a great chance?

If Zhong Er ...... Don't you want to get this opportunity?

The corners of Hou Qing's lips turned up, and she thought of the little trick she had just made to refuse and give back, and she almost deceived herself.

He looked at Zhong Er.

Zhong Er's eyes were no longer calm.

Instead, there was a flash of irrepressible panic, this emotion was not well hidden, and even a little clumsy, in Hou Qing's opinion, it was inevitable to feel ridiculous.

Demon Dao Ancestor said with a smile: "You made a mistake, so you lost." ”

The sword qi inside the stone tablet began to rotate.

Zhong Er had already put on the silk string of the sword body and burst out on its own, making the sword qi of this sword slowly turn.

This game of string controllers is about to come to an end.

Hou Qing said softly: "You didn't guess, I guessed." ”

"So you lose. ”

Hou Qing looked calm and put his palm on the hilt of the sword.

Hold on to the next moment.

Draw your sword.

This Demon Dao Ancestor's face changed suddenly.

Zhong Er's ghostly voice came from his ears.

"I guessed, you will. ”